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. PACE EIGHT The OREGON STATESMAN, Salem, Oregon, Thursday Morning, July 18, 1929 Blue Hodd And Red by ROBERT TERRY SHANNON 1 1 ' ! WHAT HAS OOXE BEFORE ' i Eddie Regan baa been persuaded to give, up his position as shipping clerk and: Join a Kan, of which the "Big 5uy" la the kading spirit. They choose Kddle to pull off a particular "job," and Bern ice Veressi. gang' girl, intl- . mates that she is his for tho asking after the Job. Is finished. Eddie becomes . disgusted with the life and. making his escape, hops a freight train which takes him to Virginia. Walking down a road tie ses a girl on horseback and realizes now that Bcrnice lias gone oatjjof his life, forever. NOW GO ON WITH THE 8TORT j I CHAPTKR IV Th un of early June poured "with gentle heat on his back. This road narrowed and led through woodland with the thick green of pine and bracken on either side. Wild laurel touched the roadside with great bushes of pink cluster ed blooms. Eddie's ears, accustom- a. t i a, a a ea ;io me ciamor 01 city, straineu fori familiar sounds. There was a balmy sweetness in the air and the trilling of birds was all he heard. j A; million miles from nowhere" he muttered. : for almost an hour he walked and then", an automobile stopped beside him. A dull looking man opened the door to the front seat. ! f Hop Ink he said. -I'll give you a; lift." ! This was a strange car and Ed die was unused to the customs of these people.! - 1 fAll right.- he said with sudden decision. "It's bretty hot for a fel low like me tramping through the country." ;. The driver made no attempt to driw him into conversation. For a few miles they rode along la si lence. i Once more Eddie's heart gave a start. They passed the golden girl on I horseback but his glimpse of her was fleeting and confused. ' When the driver announced he murt turn off the main road, Ed die? got out of the car and resum ed walking. After a while it as borne upon him that it was sense Jesi to continue the aimless wan dering. The few houses along the way were bleak, ramshackle and tumbled down. Most of them, he observed, were occupied Jby ne groes. : Before one gaunt and sagging stricture standing in the center of an uncultivated field Eddie stop ped With a speculative eye he estimated the probability of find ing a place to stay for the pres ent at least. In his pocket was a thin roll of bills; later on he could look fof work. : For the first time he noticed an automobile standing beside the road and partly hidden by trees and bushes. Simultaneously he saw a man come out of the front door of a. house and stride down the path toward the car. Something in thef walk of the man denoted dan ger the choppy stride ot plump - legs, the awing of arms, the flush on his face. Coming up to Eddie, he paused a moment before he got into the car" he was .breathing rapidly and there was a little twitching of the eysf. I CaH you beat it I almost got shot in there! That's your South VENTILATING PLANTS !fiV HOMES OF FUTURE Dr. Copeland Agrees With . Systems Will Soon Be in Popular Use to Further the Health of Humans. By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. D. United States Senator from New York. Former Commissioner of Health. Kev) York City. 'OU must have a "crack in the to keep on the right track. in the same old way. fondly What caused this outbreak of Just received from a man who is devoting him self to ventilation. He started out with some complimentary remarks about these articles, but they proved to be nothing more than the sugar coating of a criticism. Let me quote: i 1 note you quite frequently use a term that I believe scientific men should delete from their vocabulary. I refer to the expression fresh air.' i "There Is no such thing. Air is a more or less definite mixture of certain gases that do not change with time. Air may be warm or cool, dirty or clean, humid-or dry, etc. but scientific ally speaking, it is never fresh." I This is rather interesting, I think. Suppose I quote a littie more from this thought-provoking letter: i I "Fresh milk direct from -the cow; vegetables from the garden, or fruit ripened on the tree are, of course, ideal But our modern civilization requires pasteurized milk, filtered and chlorinated water; and many other refrigerated and artificially ripened products. No one questions the improved health conditions of city inhabitants from these artificial aids in bringing mese necessary looo products to ine table in proper condition." ; That ta good sense. Isn't It? 1 am sure w 'can indorse every, word of iU' But let ua have another para graph from the letter: i t"A!r In the country on a June meming ts Ideal. But city air la never Ideal at any time. City air mutt always be cleaned, warmed, cooled, humidified or de-humidified, orf otherwise treated as the specific case demands, to make it best suited . to iour health and well being." 1 have no question that the city borne of the future will have air con- diponing systems, just the same as they now have central h-at- There laftast as much reosos for making the air proper for human breathing j. as? there la tor making the temper ature a comfortable one. - I ahall say more about this In the future. In the meantime t thank our correspondent, aa I am sure you da for this thought-provoking letter. ' Answers to Health Queries i U. X. O. H. treatment for Q Do you advise Intestinal or pin worms? Ik. Tea. For further information end a eelf-addressed. stamped enve lope and repeat vour question. f . H B. U. Q. What should a girl weigh who is nineteen years old and five feet three inches tall? For your age and height you should weigh about 131 pounds. k. T. B. Q. What are the symp toms, cause and cure for low blood pressure? . x. What la resoonsfble for numb- aesa in the hands and feet at night. ern aristocracy for you!" His face was sweaty and his hot eyes looked Eddie up and down. What he saw was a trim youth with a natty suit, sadly rumpled and dust-stained. The city - was stamped all over Eddie. - Toward him the angry man seemed to feel a sort of kinship. ' "So you almost got shot.! did you?" Eddie asked, nonchalantly. The other snorted. "I ought to have that fellow in that house ar rested." he declared. "Mister. I'm a dealer in antique furniture from Richmond and I was Just trying to argue him into selling me some of the stuff he owns. But no! He'd rather live In poverty than sell one Btickof that old furniture. I argued with him and he got mad when I told him he was a fool for living like a dog, when he could get five or Six hundred dollars for his junk. The old idiot grabbed down a rifle off the wall and chas ed me out.! I ought to have him pinched!" The man was now in his car and moving away. Eddie looked at the bleak home stead - and. a curious feeling of sympathy moved inside him. After all a man had a right to chase a pest out of his house with a gun, if the guy started an argument and got insulting. But at the same time, Eddie realized, it was no time for him to hang around an old gentleman who had his mind on shooting somebody. Once again he started down the road but there was shout behind him. From the direction of the house an old negro came running and throwing his arms in the air. "White , man!" he called in a wailing voice. "Come help me quick, white gennulman! Marse Penfield, he's had a stroke. Ah think he's gwine to die right now!" Eddie halted as the words Teached his ears. "What's all the hurrah about?" he called out. .- j Almost exhausted, the negro reached the road. "Marse Penfield has done! got the apaplexy from gitting excited. Dar's got to be help guven liim right this minnjt or hers a goner, shuah!" , ; " At that moment the bewilder lngly attractive girl on horseback came riding around a bend in the road. She drew up her mount a3 she beheld the excitement on the negro's face she was going to stop she was going to speak and Eddie was going to hear her voice. Some latent instinct rose up in stantly in Eddie's breast, and he pulled off his hat. The girl slid off her horse and came toward him, leading her animal by the bridle. At close range she was even more purely exquisite than he had imagined; her body moved with elasticity and behind The flower like quality of her face there was, remotely, a hint of courage and strength. She scarcely gave him' a glance but spoke directly to the old ne gro. Her voice was as soft as the balmy Virginia air that sur rounded them an enchanting modulation of tone was rich and leisurely. Correspondent That Air eye" now and then as a warning It is more than easy to jog along imaidning everything is as it should mine is a letter & l-'i s DR. COPELAND. The toes become rigid and pain which conditions lasts a considerable I length of time. 8. Is a benign .tumor dangerous? Can operation be avoided? A. Low vitality, dizziness, de pressed spirits and headache are among the outstanding symptoms. Some infection is at the source, as a general rule. The treatment de pends upon the cause. Z. Poor circulation is the usual cause. Improve the general health and the circulation will improve. Massage and application ot heat should give increased comfort mean while. I. Not as a general rule, although the location has much to do with the nature and seriousness of the trou ble. This would also have much to do with the treatment. Follow your doctor's advice. .; K ' D. Q. How much should a girl aged fourteen, five feet tall, weigh. Also a woman aged thirty eight, five feet four inches tall, and a boy aged twelve, .five feet two inches tall, weigh? i" A. They should weigh respective ly about 108. 1S7 and 103 pounds. .MISS F. L. Q. What would cause a continual tired feeling, lo matter how much I sleep? I am on a diet to no avail. - A. Autointoxication would cause this condition. Be sure to keep the system clear by eating of a proper diet, drinking copiously of water be twees meala and by taking some reg ular exercise dairy. - CMfilcM. 1Mb. IIiiisjw rtstan 3 r-. "What's the trouble, Uncle Tobe?" 1 The white kinky hair of the ne gro was a frizsle over his black face. "Thank God. you Is heah. Miss Marian. Marse Fentield is bad ! a stroke and he dies right now, les sen I git hulp!" The girl knotted the bridle rein around the fence post. For the first time she looked at Eddie. "You come -along, too,'; she said softly, without excitement. i "Certainly." said Eddie, with; a stunned, awkward feeling. Now that he was standing close beside her he was overcome with. the realization that the atmosphere around him had become suddenly rarefied that every time he breathed his heart beat faster, iio girl on earth had ever affected him this way before. The negro hurried on ahead of them toward the housev ? "Didn't I pass you down the road?" she asked him, with per fect poise. For some unaccountable reason he lied. "I I don't remember.' Her blue eyes looked straight at him with a slight mystification. She knew he, was not telling the truth. "Yes, I passed you," she said. "You were sitting under a tree but it doesn't matter. You're! a stranger around here, aren't you?" "Yes'm, I'm a stranger." 1 "I'm glad you happened along at this time." A slight tremble was in her voice. "It isn't exactly pleasant for me to go up to that house alone. You see Mr. Penfield Paradine who lives there is an old man and he doesn't like my father or any of our family at all. He's sorta high tempered and cantankerous-: he hasn't even spoken jto any of us for twenty years o.r mofe. But if he's sick or dying" Eddie nodded wisely. "If the old boy's in trouble I suppose that wipes outall the hard feelings," he remarked with an it tempt at philosophy. But as he spoke he felt he was talking out of the side of his .mouth In' the New York manner. Vaguely he was conscious that he must be appearing crude and al most illiterate before this easy spoken young goddess. "I suppose you're right," she said, "but it does give me a strange feeling to go to his house. That's why I'm glad you happened along bo I wouldn't have jo go alone." A surge of protective feeling spread through Eddie. If she needed service if it made her any happier he was ready to walk into fire Into a den of Hons.": "You leave It all to me," he de clared ; with unexpected vehe mence. "There ain't nobody on earth going to harm a hair on your head." ' The blue eyes looked at him and smiled. "How ridiculous of course no body Is going to harm a hair of POLLY AND HER PALS AusfT This 6f2ErAT? HETCEr wE ALL AS SMUG AS GPAYSTOKJE HALCl T1LLIE, THE TOILER !l AlWO CAW fTPT 1 as. I I'M MOT I I r- 1 I 7 ' 1 11 ii .z j a. i c. .-.t . - I i w"s i i rj i ii l j v " r ill r xi UrXy ir- v i r LITTLE ANNIE ROONEY I s i i. I OM ; 11 V WONlWtWIJVTrC 1 I ; jl VESj AWO I H W SOMETHING TEUS ME", ANNIE S Vfl C STEADY 1 JteCJmU MDOTXJNTf AlJDiEHCE VEQPIX- DOtfT li ii lil'!t I iTl? MUSTN'T FOBSET PARACUUT6 ISNT IN WORKING 1 I Lr U?K NEoTowoRey cup, or. via, or. J mi j aumdsi mJ to pull twe oRoee . Shb's ready to a Jk I "PirrMC seems Something rwV ootz. timcto V urrue satetv take twejoo-rxtt tumr and Put jCzif CjJr I AS TMODtaM J.VE f ACT lS MAKETWE fOSN6AFTER.I ITS TDOATE TO STOP WlEB, WOjR. : -y:ir Sa r BjEBH UP HERB CV I KNOCKlN6i "EM 1 LEAP-ARE WlrVlA COUNT-ONE- rev UHL3SSS 1 CAN IAAKH fP&Z. l I PRACTICALLV ALL I f5TX I SPEECHLESS, ; WOO REAPS y -ri?r5Si3. 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A bony hand that had been pressed to the breast had dropped like a dead thing. (To Be Continued Tomorrow) NEW. ORLEANS, July 17. (AP) 'Threats of a general labor strike were revived today upon circulation of reports, from the private conference chambers, of waning hopes for an early settle ment of the dispute between the public service and the striking car men. The ; citizens committee, ap pointed by the mayor ta break the OR THE- WOTS THAT? S AREJ A 8U - HOPE WANES FDR SETTL1 DISPUTE 9 PATTERN 1032 Statesnaa 15c Practical Pattern Cleverly, styled raglan should ers and oddly pointed front clos ing are interesting details of this cunning little frock. A few gath ers under the yoke and an in verted front pleat, afford ample fullness in the dress. The frock and bloomers of Pattern 1632 are made of print, ed pique, while the collar and cuffs use white or other plain col-" or. Two pearl buttons finish the closing. May be obtained only In sizes 2, 4 and 6. Size 4 requires 214 ya yard trimming, This model is easy to make. No dressmaking experience is ne cessary. Each pattern comes to you with simple and exact in structions, including yardage for every size. A perfect fit is guar anteed. Patterns will be delivered up on receipt of fifteen cents (15c) in coins carefully wrapped or stamps. Be sure to write plainly your name, address, style num ber and size wanted. Our latest fashion book will be sent upon receipt of ten cents in coin. Address all mail and or ders to Statesman Pattern de partment. 243 West 17th 6treet, New York City. ' deadlock between the company and the union, expects to report tomorow. If this report Is unfav orable to the strikers, leaders of the car men's union plaffto hold a mass meeting to obtain expres sions of public sentiment toward their cause. If they are convinced the public is behind them, the labor leaders wily call a meeting of represent atives of all of the unions on Thursday night to vote on the proposal for a general sympathetic walkout of organized labor in New Orleans. Strike leaders were determined to carry their case to President jHoover If necessary before yield- vice. Street car sarvice Is proceeding with non-union men running the cars under protection of federal injunctions. SAN FRANCISCO, July 17. (AP) The Chronicle tomorrow will say that the projected forma tion of the first chain of hardware stores in the west, contemplating purchase of 125 or more stores in Washington. Oregon, California, and Arizona, is near completion. The newspaper will state that a San Francisco bond house for more than a year has been engi neering plans for mass distribu tion of- hardware along the coast, dickering with retail dealers for sale of their stores. CHI OF 11W1I1E SIDES PROJECTED MUST 6& UZA KttrWA H ' 1?&ST Of- US ALL. HERE:-' r n i i r h According to the Chronicle Mon timer Flelshhacker, San Francis co financier. Is interested in the project from a banking stand point, and Baker-Hamilton and Pacific company, one ot tlus larg est wholesale warehouses in the west, from a distribution stand point. The newspaper understands from Bruzzons, sales manager oi Baker-Hamflton and Pacific, will have charge of the new chain. When you leave for your vaca tion . have the Statesman mailed to you Phone 500. COOD-NIGHT STORIES By Max ltd! The Khadow-Childrcn Offer the Butterfly Some Batter, and "How did butterfly get its name?" Knarf asked one day. Mij, Fllor. Hanid and Yam tha other little shadow-children with the turned-about names shrugged their shoulders. . Then they shook their heads. Finally they looked inquiringly at each other. The fact of the matter was that they didn't know. , "It must have something to do with butter," said Flor. "It must have something to do with flying, too," said Mij. "It must mave something " began Yam. ' "Let's look for a butterfly and ask it," broke in Hanid. It seem ed like a sensible suggestion, so they all went jut into the garden and waited in the sweetpea patch. By and by, a little yellow butter fly alighted on a stem. "Good morning," said the shad ow-children, hurrying: over. 'Good morning," replied the butterfly timidly. 'May we ask :ou a question?" said Hanid. "Oh," said the butterfly. I don't know that I can answer it. No one has ever asked me a ques tion before." "It's only about your name. WThy are you called butterfly?" "I'm afraid," the butterfly said, "that I can't answer. I don't know why I'm called butterfly." "Didn't your mother ever tell you?" Knarf inquired. The butterfly sighed. "I never saw my mother. I was only a little egg when she left mo. Then I became a caterpillar nnd a'c green leaves. When it bepan to get cold, I spun a cocoon on a twig and went to sleep, when I woke up Jt was quite warm again. I came out of the cocoon to get something to eat. The moment I stepped out, my jacket burst and I found that I was a butterfly!" "And then what happened?" Flor asked. 'Then I flew here to look for something to eat." "Would you like some butter?" said Knarf. "Butter?' 'it said. "What Is butter?" "It's very good." said Knarf. "Especially on bread," added Mij. " and with cheese," said Hanid. " and with " began Yam. "I never saw butter," put in the 'D LIKE SOMEOME TO bO IT I'vfE PRojcrri' FiMiHeo "THE I V-haT UMSBB1 I V ) l'J-J- Frvum SyvetfVatv Int.. Creat fg I'TwArJ M&, BOSS.'l MOR WAS IT I'eL y I yiL ALWAYS Fimp j LizA. Twilight ; also! kJlr1 -' f B ME MIKJ6UKT wid STIMULATES MV fr XXTm ! ggj MAH WHITE FOLKS, J FSSlOfsJ EoR THE L Uf ) FTER J3rk: y pHOvJ . rLE-FACE? The Home Kitchen By ALICE LYNN BARKY If you think a bowl of milk and crackers is a good lunch on a hot; day, try some of the cold soups for variety's sake. They-are even; more refreshing, and some of! them are quite nourishing if they; contain milk or cream and egg. j Tomato, beet, and orrel art de-1 lightful as cold soups. Sorrel, dock! and sour grass are the same kind! of herb, except that sorrel has a! slightly mare soar flavor. Indefed, j ft is one of the two vegetables) naturally sour in flavor. It is aj butterfly. ' t- ' "You never saw butter!" ! ex claimed Flor. 'How can you je a butterfly without ever having seen butter?" The butterfly hung, its head in shame. "No one ever showed me any.'' it said. At this Knarf cried: "I'll show you some! Just follow me!" And he ran behind the house land sprang in through the kitchen window. The butterfly and; the other shadows came directly after him. He pointed to the table, j "There's a dish full. of butter," he said. j ' The butterfly gazed at- it in ad miration. "It looks so nice! and creamy," it said. "Does it taste, as good as it looks?" "It tastes better!" they assured her. "Just, try a little." "Will anything happen if I-do?" "Oh no nothing at all." At this it fluttered onto j the butter. No" sooner did It do so than it found that it was caught fast. The Butterfly Alighted on the Butter. The mor- rt btri'glcd to get away, he fasier it stuck. 1 "Help! Help!" it cried. f Just then in walked Inda, thej housemaid, and seeing the butter fly in the butter, sho uttcrejl an exclamation of dismay. The poor butterfly stood stiff with fright.; Then Inda dashed over and taking its wings between her thumb and forefinger, plucked it out of the butter and dropped It .out of the window. Without a word It flew Off. ; Mij, Flor, Hanid, and Knarf were very silent. But Yam, find ing a chance to speak at last, said: "It must be called butterfly because it flies away from but ter." By "SHOW roo Britain rirrtta fnrrrtC r r v i . i r a-ixi f It f r I very thin leaf which I grows nx clumps, wild, but comes to market tied in bunches or sold by iht peck or pound. You can cook sor rel by itself or use equal parts of sorrel, beet tops or radish tnpe, cooking all "together and servinir complete. The leaves ; should he eaten with the soup i and not strained off. Tdhe stems of soril are not quite tender enough to eat. However,, as they contain much of thedelightful sour flavor they should be cooked with the leaves and then thrown away, as' per directions. ? Cold Sorrel Koop One pound of sorrel four cups of water .two cups of sour creanr, one egg, one teaspoon of salt, one eighth teaspoon of pejJper. Cut the stems of sorrel and tio hem in a bunch. Throw .stems and leaves in cold water for a few minutes and remove wilted or brown leaves. After washing thor oughly lift sorrel fromJthe water. Heat the four cups of wafer, and when boiling add sorrel leaves end the bunch of rorrel stems. Cook over a slower flame for 30 minutes. Then lift out the bunch of stems and throw them away. Add the salt and pepper and cook five minutes', then remove from fiif. Beat an egg In a bowl, grad ually add the soup and let cool. Then place on Jce. Serve In indi vidual bowls with a few neaping tablespoons o fthick sour cream piled in each one. '. r The tops of the fbeets may be cooked the same Vay, but the: stems and leaves dan be cooked i together, as they are all tender. ' Cold Tomato Soup J , One pound of ripe ; tomatoes, ; four cups of water, two cups of j 3our cream, one onion, one tea spoon or lemon juice,: one tea spoon, of flour, one-eighth t! a spoon of gingera, one teaspoon "of 1 A IT I sail. , j Cook, onion. tomatoes and ! water for 25 minutes, then strain. I Dissolves the flour in a little cold j waten. add the strained tomatoj i iuice and cook fo ra minute with ' the salt and ginger, and remove from the fire and add the lemon j juice. Set aside to cool, and Ft rvc j when chilled, with sour cream in j each, plate. ! Many of the thoroughly rip n,d fruits make delicious fruit soups, j They must always be. thoroughly chilled, and this is done nor t,y adding -cracked ice at the "nil (which will spoil the flavor), but by preparing the soup early in the day .letting it cool off. then jilao icg in the refrigerator to gerieaU ly cold. Fruit Soup One pound of blackberries, (ot other fruit), one cup of water sugar or lemon juice to. taste, on cup of sweet or sour cream. Cook the fruit and water slowly for about ten minutes, then pou through a fine sieve. Flayfc-'wttbj a l&jle lemon Juice if the soupi is preferred sour or a few gratings of nutmeg or a little preserved ginger. Cool and chill. Rerva either with sweet whipped creamy "r ice4, thick sour cTeam. By CLIFF STERRETIJ RUSS WESTOVER oom't Mikity txve 130 VOO, Kl pmuL.PSn I HAVE TO HOVU. OEKiTLErAA By VERD ... ....,