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IS TIT Til STJNDAT OKEGOXTAN, PORTLAND. APRIL 19, 1914. PRINCESS LUIS A WEDDED WITH GREAT POMP, MISERABLE ON WEDDING DAY Ex-Crown Piincess of Saxony Consents to Marry Prince Frederick-August of Saxony and Emperor and Prin cess Vie to Make the Ceremony Costly and Impressive. Br TRINCESS L.IT1SA. (Ex-Crown Princess of Saxony.) INSTALLMENT V. ON OUR return to Vienna we went to my grandmother's residence, the Villa Orth, -where my father awaited us, and there was a somewhat unpleasant scene between my parents 'over the Bulgarian fiasco, which had greatly pleased mamma. Papa, on the contrary, was very much annoyed at my refusal to accept Prince Ferdinand, and I think he dreaded the interview he would be obliged to have with Princess Clementine, who went nearly mad with rage when she was told that I had de clined the honor of a Coburg alliance. I was rather alarm'ed at all the bad temper displayed simply because 1 would not marry Ferdinand, but my grandmother consoled me, saying: "My dear, never be forced into doing any thing repugnant to you; your othei suitor will doubtless please you better, and I hear that he is quite a "good boy.' " 1 was very nervous and apprehensive in overcharged home atmosphere, and I wondered with a terrific wonder whether I should be obliged ultimately to accept my parents' choice of a hus band without consulting my own in clinations. For the lirst time in my life I felt the dreadful "trapped" sen sation that I afterwards experienced so much, and I cried bitterly when 1 contrasted my position with that of other girls, who were, as 1 imagined, not precipitated into matrimony, but were allowed a more liberal choice of a husband than a poor Princess. From Gmundcn we went to Llndau, and on June 19 my future husband ar rived, accompanied by his father and sister. Prince ' Frederick-August only stayed at Lindau two days, but before leaving he proposed formally for my hand. When papa told me this, and asked me what answer he should give to the Prince, I hesitated, and begged for time to think it over. I considered the matter in all lights: 1 knew that my parents wished me to marry, and my independent spirit demanded a larger area in which to think and act than my life at Salzburg afforded. I wished to be in evidence somewhere, and my ambitions were pleased with the prospect of becoming a Queen, for although 1 fully recognized the hol lowness of royal state. 1 was romantic enough to imagine that a Princess who desired to enroll her name 1n history would have no difficulty in making her self a "power for good." Her filrllMb Uream. My girlish dream was to win the af fection of my future subjects; and this is, perhaps, the only dream of mine that has ever become a reality, for even to day, exiled and lonely, I know that thousands of loving hearts beat for me, and that I shall not lose my sov eignty over the affections of my beloved Saxon people, who have remained loyal to me and have never failed to offer rue consolation in my darkest hours. I told papa that I was quite willing to marry Prince Frederick August, who returned to Lindau directly tha news was communicated to him. Mam ma insisted on my donning a very be coming gown to celebrate my formal betrothal, so I awaited the Prince's ar rival in a pale blue silk dress. I felt nervous and excited as I realized that 1 had now crossed the Rubicon, and 1 kept on repeating- to myself, "I wonder, I wonder if I shall be happy?" When Prince Frederick August was shown, into the salon where we were assembled I forgot my own heart searchings in pity for his nervousness. He was too distrait to give my parents the kiss which etiquette demanded, but advanced toward me. blusing furiously, and bestowed a very, very shy kiss on my forehead. After the first ordeal was over we recovered our composure and closer ac quaintance with my fiance revealed his many excellent qualities of heart and mind, a discovery which was a source of great joy to me, for I now felt sure that my marriage would be a happy one. Impressions of Her Planer. Frederick August was very good looking, tall and well set up, with an open expression and the kindest blue eyes in the world. I do not think that a better-hearted man exists: be seemed then, as he is now, loath to believe in wickedness and intrigue; lie looked upon women as sacred beings and he was chivalrous to a fault. His good qualities have been his worst enemies, because his innate nqbjlity has always prevented him from realizing what de signing minds are capable of contriv ing. What a misfortune that no kind ly, fate interposed at our betrothal, to warn Us that this seemingly ideal union would reult. ten years later, in my be ing banished from my home through the machinations of enemies and that I should be forced, in order to try to save myself from utter ruin,, to inflict life long suffering on the best of husbands! But nothing occurred to gives us a glimpse into futurity. 1 had been much pleased with my first impressions of Saxony and as my father's first wife was a Saxon Princess, 1 naturally felt that there was a tie between the two houses which would probably make me less of a stranger to my husband's family than would otherwise have been the case. So I looked at my future through the rosiest of glasses; after all, I reflected, I had really nothing to trouble about. My betrothed husband was young, handsome and devoted to me and, even if he was a trifle shy and awkward as a lover, these traits were commendable, for they conclusively proved that Frederick August had kept "fancy free' and that I should not be confronted with any specters of the past or hear highly colored accounts of affairs de coeur with actresses and others. . . Consent of the Emperor. Although my parents had given their consent to my projected marriage, for mal permission had to be obtained from one mightier than they namely, the bead of the Hapsburgs, the Emperor Francis Joseph. My father, therefore, telegraphed to him saying: "Je de mande a votre Majcste, la permission de donner ma fille Luisa en mariage au Prince Frederic Auguste de Saxe." The Emperor (who knew all about it long lefore papa's announcement) replied immediately that he was very pleased to hear the news and sent its both his affectionate felicitations. The important preliminaries were now settled, and my wedding-day was fixed for November 21, the same month and almost the same date that thirty five years previously had seen papa's marriage with Princess Anna of Sax ony. JenelH In Her Tromweu, The great question of my trousseau was now the topic of the hour, and while my father wa arranging the marriage formalities with the . high court otticials in lenna, mamma and I were deep in the mysteries of chif fons. 1 must confess that selecting my gowns gave me exceptional pleasure. for, unlike most girls who choose their own frocks, and nowadays often those of their mothers as well. 1 had never hitherto been allowed to say what I should like to wear, but had been ob liged meekly to accept what was given me. The orders for the trousseau were placed in Vienna, and 1 am sure that it will interest all women to know that many exquisite jewels were included among my countless wedding gifts. The Emperor of Austria gives each Archduchess who marries with his con- Bent a present or JU0.000 florins; and In addition to this he gave me a lovely pearl, sapphire, and diamond bandeau tee?: i:'t a: 03 v'' -'vl PM' 1 - Z ' " ' -' t -: :: :'d 1 : for the hair. My bridegroom gave me a splendid set of jewels which had be longed to his mother the Infanta Maria-Anna of Portugal, comprising a re viere of diamonds and some bracelets containing miniatures surrounded by diamonds of his great-grandparents, the King and Queen of Portugal, and a magnificent diamond and emerald ring. King Albert of Saxony gave me a dia mond riviere, and I was also presented with a marvelous tiara of i emeralds and diamonds which was an heirloom in the Saxon royal family. Mamma, too, opened both her heart and her fa mous jewel-cases, and bestowed many lovely gifts upon me, so I had nothing to complain of on that score: in fact, 1 felt like a princess in the "Thousand and One Nights." The weeks between June and Novem ber passed quickly, and at last the time came for me to say farewell to Salz burg. Theday we left for Vienna wad saddened by leavetakings, and I was deeply touched to see how much every one seemed to regret parting with me When we arrived at Vienna we went straight to the Hofburg. where . we were to stay for the wedding, and on November 20 I was obliged to read my Renunciation." This curious cere mony has to be complied with by every Austrian archduchess before her mar riage, and is a renunciation of her rights of succession under' the Salic law to the throne of Austria,- It also includes the renunciation of legacies left by the members of the imperial house, a. wise plan, designed to keep the family money together. The act of renunciation is performed with all the pomp and circumstance characteristic of the Austrian court. At eleven, on the morning of November i, my father escorted me to the throne room at the Hofburg, where the cere mony .was to take place. I wore' a lovely pink satin gown with a raised design on it of lilies of the valley and white violets, and a page carried my train, which was five yards long. The throne room was crowded. In all quite 400 persons were present. In cluding my bridegroom, all the male members of the Hapsburg family, the ministers and high officials, the gen erals, and the representatives of the great Austrian nobility. It was a strik ing ensemble, with the elaborate uni forms worn by the men and the lovely Jewels and toilettes of the ladies, and I felt a thrill of pride that I was a Hapsburg. Empress la Present. The Emperor stood before the throne under a canopy; I walked to the last step of the throne, and from there read the Act of Renunciation. A state lunch eon was given after the ceremony was over, and the remainder of the day passed in a whirl of excitement. On November 21 I woke early and, womanlike, I at once wondered whether it was a fine day for my wedding-. Alas! it was a morning of fog and driving rain, and I felt a little super stitious dread which, however, speed ily vanished in the all-absorbing oc cupation of being attired. My wedding dress was a lovely and unique gov.-n which had formerly been part of the trousseau of Princess Anna of Saxony. When my half-sister Marie- Antoinette died, she left us her Jewels, laces, and to each of us one of her mother's unmade court dresses, and the one which fell to me was so beautiful that it had always been destined for my wedding dress. The Bride's Drcsa. The material ras white moire an tique with golden roses and their leaves embroidered on it in high relief; the corsage was perfectly plain, with the decolletage de cour worn by all royal brides, and the long and heavy train was embroidered with garlands of roses. The tone of time had given a lovely tint to the material, and the effect of the shimmering roses was per fectly lovely when I moved. My hair was waved and crowned with a wreath of myrtle; behind it was placed a dia dem of diamond wheat-ears. mam ma's present to me. and from under the diadem flowed my lace-edged tulle veil. No civil ceremony ever takes place when an Archduchess is wedded. The documents relating to the marriage, the dowry, and the deed of renunciation are sent to the country of her adoption, but the religious service is the only one recognized. As soon as my toilette was completed the procession was formed and I .went in great state to the imperial chapel of the Hofburg. The rooms through which I passed were crowded with people and lined with soldiers. A little page dressed in red and gold carried my train, and I wondered whether Count Harrach remembers how tired he be came. When we reached the - grand staircase 1 happened to look round. and saw that he had a very flushed face and was on the point of bursting into tears, as train-bearing was too arduous a task for such a small boy. I felt so sorry for him that I stopped and. gently disengaging the train, put it over my arm instead a rather un dignified action, but I really could not bear to see the child s discomfort. Startle Her llunband. At last we entered the chapel. It is a small Gothic edifice, very dark at all times and on my wedding- day it was darker than usual. There were as sembled all the members of tite Tuscan and the Saxon families and the Em peror sat on a throne on Uie left side. Tlie Empress was not present. The bishop said mass and just before I ut tered the- fateful "I will" I turned to the Emperor and made a deep curtesy. implying Of course, with your per mission." I did the same to papa and then said I will so loudly that every one was quite startled. Frederick Au gust included. Directly the service was over the bri dal cortege reformed, but as we cam last this time, we stood still and chat ted to those around us. ' Frederick August wore the uniform of the Aus trian (King of Saxony's Own) Ira gooiu, which became ; him admirably, and when he looked at me so affection ately with his k(id blue eyes I felt that 1 was a very happy girl indeed. There was a great deal of delay be fore we managed to leave the chapel and the long court trains worn by the ladies impeded everybody's progress. Three of the Archdukes who were standing close to me became so Impa tient. that in order to rind another way out of the chapel they Jumped over my train. My brother-Jn-law, the Arch duke Otto, noticed this and said to me in. rather perturbed tones, "Do you know the Hapsburg supersti tution that anyone who Jurap3 over a bride's train dies in the same year?" "Well, it's November now, so thej will nave to be quick about it, I said trying to pass it off lightly, for r saw that Otto was really ui et at-the oc currence, . f or many . uncanny thing happen to us Hapsburgs. j Superstition Proves True. The old superstition unfortunately proved true. A fortnight after my-mar riage the Archdukes Sigismond and Ernest died and at the end of Decem ber they were Joined by the third one. the Archduke Carl Ludwig. After the wedding the Emperor gave a luncheon. I sat next to him and he was in excellent spirits, perhaps at getting another Archduchess off his hands, and as the family followed the example of the illustrious head, all stiffness and constraint rapidly disap peared and we were a very merry party. 1 remember the Archduke Carl Ludwig slyly tellig me that he quit envied Frederick August. Miserable on Her Wedding Bay, After the luncheon I went up to my room and changed my bridal gown for a gray costume, a black jacket and a -gray feathered hat. The Weather was still wet and dismal and as we drove to the railway station, I felt a curious presentiment of coming disas ter which I could not shake off. - My common sense put It down to over wrought nerves and the depressing weather, but my imaginative Inner consciousness made me regard it as a warning. I felt utterly miserable when I said good-bye to papa. I clung to him crying and he mingled his tears with mine. Something seemed to tell us both that my girlish days were indeed over and that with them I had also said farewell to mucli of life's happi ness The Emperor had placed bis private train at our disposal to travel to Prague, .where he had lent us the Cas tle of Hradschin for our honeymoon; The imperial train was a veritable pal ace on wheels; there were bedrooms. bathrooms, rooms for the suite and for the servants, a special coupe for the chef and his satellites, while the kitch en arrangements were quite elaborate, I was dreadfully tired and my head ached painfully as a result of crying and directly., the . train was In motion I installed myself in an easy chair. Frederick August tucked a rug care fully round me and without any more ado I promptly went to sleep. When 1 awoke I wondered for the moment where I was, but I soon ' realized that instead of being Luisa of Tuscany I was Princess Luisa of Saxony on her wedding journey. Frederick August came and sat by me. We had both been so much sur rounded with etiquette that it seemed a little difficult to grasp the fact that we were alone with no one to interfere with. us and that we were now married. He was still nervous and shy, but equally decorated and charming and I felt, myself becoming more and more attracted to him. After a cheerful little supper in the train we reached Prague at 11 o'clock my weeding day was over. njopyngnt, in. ur. i: rutnama bona. Portland Children Featured in Fiction Mlns Judith Soils Cohen. Who Hns Relatives In This City, Writes Story Series for Small Folks. (VflISS JUDITH SOLIS-COHEN. niece I I of D. Soils-Cohen, of this city, is winning recognition for the excellence of her literary work in magazines and newspapers of the East. Miss Solis- Cohen visited her relatives in this city in 1905. during the Lewis and Clark Exposition, and is quite an enthusiast of Portland. She is expected to visit the Pacific Coast next year. One of the best features of Miss Solis-Cohen's literary- work is her charming stories for children. Little Polks Magazine," the charm Ing juvenile for children from 3 to 8. is prominently featuring a series of settlement stories by Miss Judith Soils Cohen that are appearing in the current volume, the setting of these stories be- lnir in Portland. Or. The series is be ing attractively illustrated by Harriet O Brlen. "Little Americans at Neighborhood House" will show how Uncle Sam is teaching the little foreigners who come to this country to grow up into good American citizens. Little readers will learn about the odd ways and Ideas of their little neighbors through these stories by Miss Judith Solis-Cohen, who has had a great deal of experience in settlement work in this city. The first story, "Sl-ling-chi," tells of-a little Chinese girl who rebelled at wearing Chinese clothes until ber father, a laundry man. puttting his straw hat on his pig-tailed head, turned to weeping Si-ling-chl and said: 'Come. Me go out to buyee the Melican clothes at the big Melli an store.' " The second story. "The Jew Boy," which came out in the March number. is a playground story in which a Rus sian Jewish boy. who hangs around the sand pile, develops unsuspected talent in modeling. The third story. "The Squaw-man's Girl." which Is now in the hands of the artist, shows how the courage and self reliance of a little half-breed Indian maid saved the Neighborhood-house children from a stray mountain lion. Miss Solis-Cohen is also running a series of nature articles in the current volume of "Little Folks," telling her small readers how to find odd little pets - in a pond and care for them at home. The first article, "The Cray fish," appeared In the September num ber. Others will come out shortly. L. J. Brldgman has Illustrated this series. Judith Solis-Cohen is the daughter of the distinguished Philadelphia special ist. Dr. J. Solis-Cohen. She is a mem ber of the Authors' League of America, of which Winston Churchill is president and Theodore .Roosevelt vice-president. 1 - 11 V Miss Judith Solis-Cohen, Who Has Relatives lu This City. Writes New Series of Stories for Children. "Little Folks" is the leading magazine for very small children. It is published at Salem, Mass. SHORTAGE IS PREDICTED Michigan Itcpublicans Told Demo crats Have Ignored Promises. MUSKEGON, Mich.. April 12. In a bitter attack. Senator Lawrence Y. Sherman, of Illinois, at the Muskegon County Republican Club banquet, char acterized the Democratic Administra tion as a "failure," and predicted Treasury shortage before another year. The speaker attempted to show where platform promises had been ig nored or deliberately changed. "The farmer of the United States has been completely deserted in tar iff revision by the Democratic party," asserted Sherman. In speaking of the Panama Canal toll - repeal, he raid: - "Although claiming that Congress has been given freedom of speech and action under the Democratic Admin istration, acting under the orders of the President, the House committee on rules has forced . the adoption of a gag law. the most odious in the history of the country." HUBBY'S GIFT 'CONFESSED' Wife Arouses Ire With Pearls of Which- He Knows Xot. LONDON. April 16. (Special.) The wife of a prominent British politician, who Is not so attractive as she might be, recently appeared at a dinner with a really lovely pearl necklace. She told several people, in confidence, that her husband had presented It to hr, and someone commented to him on his generosity. Home went the husband in a rage to demand where she rot the pearls, for he had not bough't them. When she produced the bill and con fessed that she had presented them to herself because she did not like people to think she was a neglected wife, the politician closed up like a jack-knife. In Style. (Birmingham Age-Herald.) Mrs. Hall I '-wonder if our new neighbors have many children. Mr. Hall I guess not; I understand that they have always moved in the best social circles. GAS HOUSE GIANT PUTS FEAR INTO -HEART OF BATTLING JIM CORBETT For Days, Philadelphia's Terror Appears at Stage Door Eager to Go for a Few Bounds With One of the Con tenders for Championship, hut His Bequest Is Sidestepped by Brady. Corbett at thit particular time feared Momhin more than he feared John L. Sullivan. (Copyright, 1914. by William A. Brady.) CHAPTER Vir. IN a previous chapter I said I waa paying Corbett $175 a week in 1892 to box in the vaudeville scene in "After Dark." Within 24 hours after the Corbett-Sullivan articles had been signed we were flooded with telegrams from all parts of the' United States offering us fabulous terms for his ap pearance. The first contract we signed, as I re member, was for ?l-"00 a week at the Lyceum Theater, Philadelphia. The highest prtce of admission to this house was 50 cents. This contract provided that Corbett was to meet a new man every night and attempt to stop him or put him out in four rounds. Such a pastime was permitted at that time in Philadelphia, which was then known as the home of many athletic aspirants. The term "athletic aspirant" was ap plied to the fellows who had a punch and who probably could go one or two rounds with a champion and make a showing. We went to Philadelphia to play the engagement, but in a very few nights found out that this kind of a game was not for Corbett. Now. It you're etoing to put a man out in a four-round bout you can't do it by dancing about and sparrins? ' with him. -You've got to do some very hard hitting. Corbett's hands were delicately framed and when he used tliem with full force of such a match, if he wanted to whip a man, he would have tos take a chance of hitting him on the jaw. knocking him senseless with one blow. But by doing this there was always danger of his breaking his knuckles. After tackling two of these "all com ers," as he used to call them, we found if we continued that oourse of making money our man would have no hands with which to fight Sullivan. One of the toughest of the "all com ers" at that time in Philadelphia was a man who worked in the gashouse. His name was Mike Monahan and he had succeeded in' standing up for four rounds before every champion that had come to the City of Brotherly Love for years. On the first night of Corbett's engagement, who" should appear at the stage door but Mike Monahan, demand ing a chance to go on with the man who thought he could beat Sullivan. Corbett looked Monahan over and made up his mind to keep him at a safe dis tance. That night Corbett boxed with an other man who afterwards played quite an important part in his history. This was Connie McVey, who up to this day Is a well-known character along the Kialto In New York. Connie went on the first night, took Corbett's punch ing for a couple of rounds, and then sought a safe spot on the stage, lay down and was counted out. He got $25 for doing this, and at the same time the. Corbett management came to realize that he was a very valuable man, and we put him on the salary list. Connie's great value lay In knowing how to be knocked out better than any man I had ever seen as I shall show you later. Every night Monahan reported at the stage door and every night Corbett sidestepped the issue. Monahan looked as if he had an iron jaw. It was as wide as his forehead and his face was covered with scars. He was a tough proposition. We had some hope of escaping an encounter with this fellow But toward the middle of the week the sporting editors of Philadelphia took up the matter and said that the chal lenger of John L. Sullivan was afraid to meet Mike Monahan, the terror of the gashousc. These sneering com nients became stronger and stronger and presently the Associated Press got busy and ecattered it broadcast throughout the country. When Friday night came I said to Corbett:. "Jim It's no use! You've got to meet Mona han tomorrow night or go out of the town in disgrace!" We told Mike that he was to have his chance Saturday night and he said, "If I do, that will be the end of Corbett! Nothing was left but that we should do something to put fear into the heart of Monahan.- At last we hit upon a scheme. We arranged that he was to put on his tights in the same room with Corbett and his sparring partner. Jim Daly, of Philadelphia. It was to be a third degree process. We put him In a chair between Corbett and Daly. After a time, Daly said to Corbett. "Say, Jim, yon know that man whose jaw you broke in Hartford last week?"' Corbett nodded. "He's no better." "Isn't he out of the hospital yet?" said -Corbett. - Monahan went on dressing. Then Daly said. "Anybody that goes into the ring with you. Jim .ought to have his life insured." Still not a word from Monahan. Story after story they told about the men Corbett had sent to the hospital, but Monahan would simply say. "Is that so? That sounds good!" Nothing would feaze blm. At the end of the third degree busi ness we found that we would have to take a final long chance with him. It must be understood that Corbett was not In condition at this time. He was not In training and that is very essen tial to boxing. Ten-thirty was reached. I was the referee and the time-keeper. The theater was simply jammed. The sporting community had paid all kinds of prices to get in. Seats were sold on the sidewalk for $10 apiece. Phila delphia felt that at last Corbett was going to get a real test from the in vincible gashouse giant. Just before we went into the ring Corbett came to me and said. "Now. Bill, I will take one chance with. this fellow and if I fail you will have to -vail time and make the rounds very short." I believe that Corbett at this partic ular point feared Monahan more than 3P mum he feared John 1 Sullivan when he got Into the ring with him later on. Monahan came Into the ring with the confidence of a Napoleon. The bell sounded; they went to the center. He made a speedy rush at Corbett and hit him a quick blow in the stomach, then grabbed him and tried to throw him off the stage. Instantly there was pandemonium in the house. Monahan rushed Corbett all over the place. But Corbett took no chances. He stood back and gritted his teeth. Monahan rushed for him. It looked bud for Cor bett, but he winked to me not to ring the bell. Another lunae from Mona han, another lunge, and then Corbett shot his right hand across on Monu han's Jaw and knocked him stiff. It took a minute to bring him to. We went back to the dressing-room and then discovered what it had cost us to knock out the gashouse giant and rescue Corbett's reputation. Two of his knuckles were knocked back into the middle of his hand. That was the end of Corbett's attempting to meet the "all comers," with one or two exceptions, up to the time lie entered the ring with Sullivan. We then planned a tour throughout the-' United States, making a single ap pearance In each city, carrying only about eight people, and recruiting in each place we visited with local boiers. We would pro into a town with Cor bett, his sparring partner, and one or two others. We would get all the am bitious boys in the town who wanted to fight interested, and irr that way provide the entertainment necessary before Corbett went on. We paid the boys from $10 to $20 a bout. The same tiling is done now at Madison Square garden. Of course, the moment the thing got brutal in any. way we stopped it. That was the plan for our tour, wiich was to include the whole coun try, and we hoped to clean up not only enough to defray Corbett's training expenses for his battle with Sullivan, but a tidy sum besides. After we'd been doing this about a week we discovered it would be neces sary. In order to engage great local Interest and secure fine receipts, to get somebody to stand before Corbett other than his sparring partner, be cause. the public is apt to regard such tilings as cut and dried affairs. And as Corbett's hands were in bud condi tion, we did not propose again to take any chances with strangers of "all comers. So we hit upon the idea of sending Connie McVey ahead of the show a couple of weeks. McVey was the man we had discovered in Philadelphia the man who "knew how to be knocked out." He was to go to the different places we were to play, "discover" that Corbett was to appear there, and im- mediately issue a challenge to fight him on his arrival. In this way Connie-fought Corbett all over the United States under different titles. In Hart ford he- was known as Joe Nelson, the Maine terror: in Rochester he was Alex Conelli, the Canadian giant; in Colum bus, O, he fought Corbett as Jim Du ra nd. the mountain terror from Ken tucky. His aliases were always made appro He vtnn known as Joe Xrlson, the Maine terror. FOR DANDRUFF. FALLING HAIR OR ITCHY SCALP Girls! Girls! Save your hair! Make it grow luxuriant, beautiful a delightful dressing. If you care for heavy hair, that glis tens with beauty and is radiant with life; has an incomparable softness and is fluffy and lustrous, try Danderine. Just one application doubles the beau ty of your hair, besides it Immediately dissolves every particle of dandruff; you cannot have nice, heavy, healthy hair if you have dandruff. This destruc tive scurf robs the. hair of its lustre, its strength and its very life, and if priate to the section of the country in which he was operating. For instance. In Milwaukee he was John Olsen. the terror of the lumber camps; In Butte City he gave a battle that created In tense enthusiasm under the title of the Walla Walla giant. In Los Angles. McVoy took on a Mexican alias, which appealed strong ly to that portion of the population that had Spanish blood in its veins, and wanted to see one of their kind defeat the upstart from the north. In Tucson Corbett knocked McVey out in one round as the terror of Arizona, while In Kl Paso thf many-titled man put up a voy pretty match as the Texas Pet. In all tlieso places Connie was received as a world-beater. We Would arrive in town and find hi in ridinsr aroniiii in an open barouche with the Mayor. The man who had tbo nerve to meet Corbett became the hero of every community he visited. For two weeks prior to the coming of our show Connie. under his different aliases, lived like a kins, grew fat. and prospered. McVey's personality lent itself beau tifully to our scheme. He was a very big man, weighing about 240 pounds. That he looked like a real champion was demonstrated when Corbett vis ited Dublin years later, after defeating Charley Mitchell. There were 20,000 Irishmen at the depot and in the streets to meet us on that occasion. Some of them found Corbett, carried him on their shoulders to his carriage, took the horses out of the rig. and hauled It by hand to the Queen's Ho tel on O'Connell street. Others in the mob round Connie Mc Vey. anil, in spite of his protests, car ried him on their shoulders to his car riage, unhitched the horses and pulled l.lm up another street to the same, ho tel. So there were two Corbetts dragged through tli'e streets of Dublin that day! . In the declining days of. Corbett's teputation he was matched to box 20 rounds with Tom Sharkey at the Lex- ' Irgtou Athletic Club in New . York. Connie McVey was In the corner, and when in the eighth round Sharkey had Corbett practically beaten and on the verge of a knockout, McVey Jumped into the ring and rushed between them and so lost the fight for Corbett by a foul. But he saved his beloved friend from the knockout. McVey was one of tile most faithful creatures 1 ever knew. (To be continued.) HAT ROW GETS IN COURT "Sky-I'lcfc" Blocks One "Murder l'lin's'1 View, Complaint Follow. CHICAGO. April 12. A "remove your hat" wrangle between two wo men "murder fans" halted the argu ment of Attorney R. W. Cooper for a few minutes and caused some craning of necks in the courtroom. A stylishly dressed woman occupied a scat directly in front of- another woman and wore a tall hat with large plumes. "Take off your hat," screamed the woman in the rear. "Mind your own business." yelled back the other. "Take it off take it off I say " . "Order!" shouted the court. Attorney Cooper stopped arguing and the woman in the rear seat was called before the bench. "She wouldn't remove her hat." ahe told the judge, but ber complaint failed, for she was -ordered out of the courtroom and told not to return. MEN GIVE SKIN . FOR LIFE West Virginia Students Join in Ef fort o Save Woman. MORGANTOWN. W. Va.. April 11. In an effort to save the life of Mrs. Albert O. Price, a leader among West Virginia club women, physicians here began a skin-grafting operation. K. R. Sweatland. director .of ath letics, and ten students of the West Virginia University volunteered the necessary skin to make the operation successful, about 210 square inches. Mrs, Price was burned a month ago. 25 CENT not overcome it produces a feverishness and itching of the scalp; the hair roots famish, loosen and die; then the hair falls out fast. 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