The evening world. Newspaper, September 9, 1922, Page 11

j | | Conquered rs. Pester Never Had Been In a Cage Before, But Took Chance on Pitting Her Brain Against Animal Cun- ning—and Won. By Fay Stevenson. ght, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Press Publish Company. 7 7HEN FRIEND HUSBAND falls ill or ts unable to keep a con- tract, what happens? Why, wifey always comes to the rescue, )@oesn't she? She telephones the boss. S dolla up and meeta out of town cus- tomers, carries his message or his plc- tures or his stories or anything he sells to the publishers or the buyers, ‘or If he keeps a store, promptly slips behind the counter, but when friend husband happens to be a trainer of ‘wild animals for the movies, we yer, why—er a It's Just the same," says Mrs iP) Bthel Pester, wife of Capt. Leonard C. Pester, who js well known as an animal trainer for many of the leading atars in Los Angeles. 0 -matter what a man's business !s his wife will always go right on with it when he fe M1], even if it is training wild ant- f mais and she fs scnred to death of ) them. I know because 1 have just been throuch this experience."’ Then Mrs. Pester, who {s at present making her home at No, 156 Dean Street, Brooklyn, told how her hus Mbhand was attacked by a savarce Hon this spring and unfitted to go on with his contract, although the animals Were almost trained. It meant that he would either lose the time and Money or else up frot that wretched beast had devoured the “Before going in afternoon jumping le: side and looked the glint in his ey bered me at once. and fro in his cage T caught the ex- fon of recognition if It had been registered upon the face domesticated antmai. right here that the very fact that I lingered at cages of the animals probably helped me in my new work. most of them were Jess frightened by would have been if a gone among ie moment T gave the commands and started the animals off upon thei everything 8 At the orders my husband in the habit of giving them they mustered into tine and went whole programme. it was a pleasure to go among them and for the to give him his son I stood out- that he remem- As he passed to The second as keenly as hink the animals I actually enjoyed our “At no time did I feed or coax Mr. Pester's animals. I realized that I should have “So, after looking about from the outside and talking to them I finally burst forth Into one of the cages of a once and It was from her that I gained any bravery which I may ster must go 0 But you h never been in a ¢ your life"? objected the manage My goodness, wo: 1 to wee you eaten up before my very eyes.” “I won't be eaten up," respond Mrs. Pester with a confid her head, and even her | Feassured when he sn fp her eye. Very well, madame, you take your fe in your own hands,” declared t manager, “and ple let mr the @ay you enter the cage w! Satan,’ Nhe Hon who a ked your husband fe, because I want to be out of town Pooh," laughed Mrs. Bester and Promptly prepared to p: @ visit that very day. There were quite a number of say- the animals @ge creatures upon Mrs. Pester's vis- fting lst t ul and Ugly tempered Hon who had raten the flesh entirely off her hushan: eaded the list, and then there ily, a large chimpanzee, who Pemendous likes and dislikes to MBeople. Two other lions, three lion- ges, five leopards, four tigers and ‘0 bears completed the “happy fum- fly.” ugh fany times I had peeked th 3 confessed the bars at the Mrs. Pester, A great respect for r ery In going n Land putting } them throuch their tricks when they were In their P did I think I game thing. tract The of { mor bu have to do the und the money waiting for us needed several more days ning and then the money would be ours. My husband had worked hard to get them to a certain s We were out We the time, r two little girls, Deloris and Voneceil, B needed school clothes and there was only one thir rime todo, I must pick uy whip and the gun and go * on with the “The longer I walted the harder I Imow it would by ter up cour age, therefore I ate a substantial din mer, drank plenty of coffee and do} ning a pair of knich eoft hat started fort when I re he cages T hail made up my mind tht T would nse my eyes in tl hypnotic way That a: f fand brain power over fo would probably save 1 , I Bschooled myse ' t thar t animals would | t I was of them. } ' consolation «i el when 1 Ww Satan, restlessiy stulking up and Going Down! If your work or seems drudgery, it is because you are wrong place. earning a living should be a source of perpetual joy and the thing to do in the game of life is to win, ALFALFA SMITH. “When My Ship Comes In” By Sophie Irene Loeb (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Company. das he heard the youthful sigh | for m lovely toy, You shall have It, ‘when my ship c » oh, when will your e in?” ered the . and the boy grieved for the lift of life rt and soul of Whereupon Father “It is only a phantom ship that he speaks It will never come, for tt {9 only ‘ sa ship that will ec at you must “And how will I make this ship?” heart and you us sure It wi and perseverance, iioned of strong usiasm and joy. framed with he tof the finest met turn to the hes arbor, but you will not be t tain of the ship, jas man walted for his ship to come in, cise to fashion It And go through the growing pains ff ng has tan and woman und child waited in—a ship made by ‘Tis the dawn of a pn “Opportunity et aids at the ton of your ship There it is, creaking with anxiety sit in Iaden with the batUbbar, ober Lion That Maimed Her Husband! Plucky Wife, Inexperienced and Frankly “ Afraid,” Finished His Interrupted Anima! Training Contract the bears and pards I carried my gun and my once did I have occasion to wanted to stand asa trainer in their eyes, not as a Lady Bountiful, who nee to humor them. 1 forgot all about my hypnotic eye, about having confidence in myself or performing any of the feats they tell us to do when we encounter wild animals. I simply worked with those animals as 1 would with a bunch of young ruf- flans or toughs. I played fair with them, gave them the commands and waited for them to put them into ef- fect. It wasn't so bad, now that I think about it, but I hardly believe I should want to go through {t again," And yet, when a woman's husband is {ll and there ts work to do, a woman will always step forward Perhaps that is where we get the old saying, “Wild horses can't hold me," for certainly wild tigers and lions didn't hold Mrs, Pester from finishing ‘up that contract. / By Roy L. McCardell Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Prows Publishing Company. GCP INNER will be ready in a D minute, girls!’ sald Mrs. Jarr, as the two Cackle- berry sisters came in from shopping and a movie matinee and declaring themselves ‘All tired out. “T don't know that I can eat a thing, I'm so excited!"' said the eld- est Cackleberry girl, “You mean you can't eat because you are so stuffed gobbling my box of candy when I wasn't looking, and after you had two nut sundaes and lunch at the tea room and made me pay for it!'* snapped the younger sis- ter. Then the two young lady visitors from Philadelphia darted into Mrs. Jarr's boudoir to fight over Mrs, Jarr’s cosmetics, and Mrs. Jarr plainly heard the elder remark to the younger that she was hungry all right, but that Mrs, Jarr set such a poor table that she felt Ike going Tight home, no matter how much Mra. Jarr might beg her to stay. To Mrs. Jarr's further surprise and indignation, the younger Miss Cackle- berry replied: ‘Yes, we have had nothing but stewa and hashes since we've been here, and I can’t make ont whether I am visiting or dieting while 'm Mrs, Jarr's guest.’” “L wish Jack Silver or’ Doctor Gilbert Gumm or somebody would In- vite us out to dinner,’? sald the elder Miss Cackleberry, “Do you think the Jarra owe all their tradesmen, or are they just too stingy to set a good table?” As Mrs, Jarr eald afterward, ‘0} that 1 am too much of a lady to le them think that I would eavesd I would have walked right in ar ordered those two minxes to pack up cir things and take the next train to Philadelphia.". So she resolyed upon carrying out the original plan to get rid of the v tors who had outstayed their welcome, and yet without nding them, and this wae by simulating a fatnting spell at the table and having Mr. Jarr di clare {t was from nervous strain and overwork, and that she must he taken to some quiet resort for rest and re- cuperation The children had been sent over to the Rangles, so that tl t not scream in alarm mother faint. ( wat a cons ven the ; ude, the maid rator who had been care fully rehearsed, as was Mr, Jarr And now Gertrude rang the dinner bell, the Misses Cackleberry cam of Mrs. Jarr’s boudoir with smilt and painted faces, Mr, Jarr lace at the head of the tabi dinner was served The dessert was chocotate pudd and It had teen arrar dJarr, who didn't like et ate ling at all, was and then de demand {t Jarr was to s over swooning an. Bat just as Mr. Jarr 7 purding dish and de all about faintioxs TEMbER Oopyright, 1 Otew York Byer By Vreas Hub of DON 'T You (ane THAT IND ON YOouR FACE ? ) HOk! STUPID OF NE / OF COURSE, WITH THREE COATS OF PAINT ON YOUR FACE, You CAN'T FEEL /T/ Fables for the Fair By Marguerite Mooers Marshall “HOMEWRECKERS.” Well, when sixteen-year-old Diek home ‘phones fifteen-year-old Mollie to Father, mother and the children MORAL: Home Is Where the _ tavite her to go to the movies eather ‘round her Ta eas sia} Everybody jn the family asks him ay they used to gather ‘round the Telephone Is—and Lizzie within twenty-four hours tat Delne the taventnal ot Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) If ho met her, if {t was a good show, — furnaces Pubilahing Company by’ Ws how late he stayed at her house 1¢ anytody works harder than Lizzie WO new homewreckers afterward, whether he isn’t devel- ‘To make home happy, and keep the Have been found oping into @ regular cake-eater, — family tomether, &e., &o.! ra r ff them a ‘ 4 ike to know who tt ta (Anos ‘aather! 9 (And when it'n a party line everybody ‘Ta accuse HER of wrecking the home blonde!) in the NEIGHBORHOOD asks Iy just the worst of all the bad Jokes The Columbus these questions.) ever told about her who told a No, Mr. Sumner, the telephone has to Pace, Mr. Sumner, but the Indlotment world, acauitted of any guilty secrecy! fails to be supported by the evi- waiting world’ and, far from wrecking homes, dora dena! about them it not often preserve them? Is John 8, Sum- Before Mr. Bell ke ner, Secretary What husband walked with the re- straining knowledge t of the Soctéty But I belleve—and I'm sure every f That ol 8 a y . * Zor the) Bipe ae eee ofthe: Ay Ba wes WOMAN agrees with me— ck ™® “Home ts where the heart 1s," the eweet sentimentalists used to tell us : could communicate with him in his 4 i Beabllig nlarmnacinee Home, to-day, iy where the telephone Pr: . Vice. And If not, WHY NOT? oe (There has to be a pretty good ren- OD hc. says f Ol Aires Mr Sumnersays gon, with an experienced wife: ta— And TAzz nay By Maurice Ketten> J DON'T FECL ANS se REEZE Feed the Brute Famous Recipes By Famous Men By BASIL KING, Authors Lobster a la King. ; OML medium sized lobsters. Let B them grow 1 and remove the meat. Put a large of butter and one and on tables: ns Of flour into a ¢ boiler Cook until creamy Add one pint of milk and cook about five minutes. Add lobster, eut In small plea and cook about fifteen minutes, Just tablespoons eream and one-half re serving add three tumbler sherry or brandy e: Ur 3 brandy or sherry can be aided It is useless to at tempt this dish (Copystaht, 1 y The Hell Syndicate, That two dis- you can't pull this ‘conference’? Aisintegrators of tho tuft, this “just ste tingutshe Ame Are—the automobile! On HER!) And—th» telephone! In . ‘ 6 Invite girls to leave home— he DIDN'T Go, EAR Mise : (Also boys and Dad and Mother and Ang he let to-morrow's all take D opie vauyelanes tai me ndma)? care of itself. how ¢o keen my faoe front not—further argues Mr. Nowadays getting sunburned? It seems that the wind will burn me worse han the sun | have been aking your exercises and fiet and tI vave lost eight By Dori Kht, 1922 (New York Event And sumner— he late Mr. Bell's iniquitous inven- op conduce to ‘secret conversa, tlons” and “illicit engagements?” Just at this point—before we go one line farther n, the party t worth {t IT should like to assure Mr, Sumner And another home and husband are that, If he can conduct a “necret’’ made safe for an r evening. He has to waste so much time think- Ing Up @ really good He to ‘phone home, an hour before he's to meet the boys, at he concludes, nine times out of nversation over the telephone The telephone ts 1 wife's pet hound unda, and | He must be using some new device hi rivate detective, her market artainly feel which he never has put on the ing housekeepe reside ce ery much bet market nor even patented! panton; orl am The only place where telephona con- Shia shopa by ‘phone, ahe maken ao sak 2° Inches versations are more frank, more clal calls by ey Bh watcha tall, age thir I ibe, more clarion clear her husband by ‘phone ty + five and Tian tn the average homa All from the she ff her ow j © sh of her own ae: ev woscren present weight fs In the average open-eared office, home. a Wei RRS Tis pounde SOURHE: sometimes it's @ little dif- If « wife ia the malnut y of the home, you tell m n using eult As all of us, including Mr. Sumner, bread and spread the bons elects to talk confidentially — tsually admit, should be left on the n hia desk, ‘phone And a telephono ts a wife's best butter plate or left on Instead of plunging trustfully Into a friend beside the knife? A. H “sound-proof’’ booth QQ. ED, aw telephone cannot he a ta t Tn the latter case homewrecker! 1 { erested members of the staff can But perhaps the automobile really ts? tablish listening posts at each Prog do leave In It—some- we t blind (but not deaf) side of the — time eta eat coop verth Sometimes it's hard to think quickly Alo, fan excuse for approaching with- The fami! less, in the family automo- tx ear range or the phone on can't say t 1 his \LWAYS 1S ver the con- Far t > sation sounds ti=not to the bumbi “unicit !"* In gait, or in unfittering tas for any "secret conversations’ — comparison H not ea nao 4d over the telephone in the home Nevertheless, she, too, tsa peripatetio ‘Tith bread anor Doscher uxorciae I t ae eu th roped ut for a Look Your Best 1 butter plate, le of the Dear Miss Doscher Kindly tell me what my correct weight should be. 1 am sixteen years of ago, height 5 feet 62 inches and weight 142 pounds. ALM, You are exceedingly tall for a girl I presume you will not ‘ - mf Little bit ey hetght you a und take suffleient a will easily ig a few pour Miss Doscher: 1 have pimples on my face and | would like to know how to get > | use cold cream y night MICHAEL, 1 ere s they come from You tnd your com. 4 i ure engage ia ports to stimulate the cir- Miss Doscher: Can a» boy who has always fos n the past ever get tan? Nitl kindly advise me of tt that will bring about the jition? FRECKLES, t nl ser ’ ckle. 0 1 tan gh later 1