The Monmouth herald., March 21, 1924, Image 6

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Romance
Ejr MARTHA WILLIAMS
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iiav Hi. by VcCluie Nopwr SynaiiMie.)
Old Major Hubbard was a chronicle
incarnate bettor than a written one,
In thut lie read himself. He could tell
)ou oJThand wlio had married who, and
where, and how, for generations back.
Anil, on the side, he could tell you who
oug.it to have married w ho, hut didn't,
lie was handy to have about the house,
you must admit, except sometimes,
when lie was a holy terror. The Glimby
garden party was one of those times.
lhe tale of It here duly set forth is
likely to become a classic of Alamauce
county.
Mrs. Glimby was Impressive, even a
bit overpowering, tall, massive, deep of
voice and purse, potentially bearded,
but not visibly s. thunks to beauty
specialists, ller yoke-mate, once little
Wily Glimby, was now Paul Glimby,
Esq. this since the gusher came In.
Happily he had been hard of heariug
ever since the uprush of wealth came
roaring. Much acrid speculation pre
vailed as to what would have happened
If he had been standing ten yards
nearer when she blew. "Souiethln'
would have got him, coming down,"
said the Inquisitive, And then
where'd Anne-Eliiabeth have been? Oil
land was his for life entailed on heirs
or next of kin. Being childless, pass
ing in his checks, thus on the verge of
plutocracy, might ' a-been rough on
Anne-Elizabeth but a fine thing for
some other and better people.
Anne-Elizabeth had not been popu
larshe was not exactly so, even with
her defects so thickly gold-plated. But
everyone admitted she had her good
points. After she had cleared her
brother-in-law, Tom Dady, of debt, so
putting him in the way of making a
good living, she sent her namesake,
Elizabeth Dady, to school, and later on
a Cook's tour, not batting an eye over
the costs. Then she gave a steeple
and new bell to the church, not to
name paint and new benches, and es
tablished two endowed beds In the
Overstreet Memorial hospital to the
honor of her great-grandparents.
"Humph I Nobody ever reckoned be
fore she had any great-grandparents!"
Sister Talley sniffed over this climax
of benefactions. Sister Talley ran a
close second to the major Id the matter
of who was who naturally one did not
love the other and If exact truth must
be told the major was quite peeved
that the sister had beaten him to It In
the matter of "casting asparagus" on
the Glimby pedigree.
Of a certainty he was not going to
back up that pestiferous old gossip
he went, indeed, so far as to say oracu
larlywhat was the exact truth that
Ovc-rstreet was one of the best pioneer
names. A valuable speech not that
the major could be bought, or even
bribed but after It came to Mrs. Glim
by's ears she was notably cordial to the
maker of it. She had reason to be he
was the best sort of smoke-screen
against Inquisitors especially to those
who wanted to help her to the top of
course for a cash consideration, by giv
ing her pages in the county history.
These she sent all and sundry to the
major. Records had been burned In the
old homestead when she was a tiny
child, and her people had in conse
quence gone to another state. Any apt
student of social fiction can imagine
the rest. The gallant major would not
gainsay her outright. What he did was
to resurrect Overstreet glories In the
dim long ago, without, however, com
mitting himself to Glimby descent from
-.them.
But neither interviews nor scribes
minded that what he did not tell,
they easily Imagined. In result there
was such access of friendliness on the
part of the crude-oil goddess, he re
acted to it by planning ambitiously to
match his grandson Harry with Eliza
beth. They had been school sweet
hearts before she was sent away to be
finished If his boy lacked college
gloss, he had the better culture of
contact. Had somehow got toehold
with a big Investing firm before he was
twenty was going up so steadily it
was only a question of time when l.e
would reach the top.
Any girl ought to jump at the
chance of him, thought even said
the major. There he reckoned with
out Thomas Cook & Sons. Their per
sonal conducting had broken down a
bit in Italy, when the Fasclstl were
getting themselves together.
Enter a knight, in shape of an Ital
ian count with an authentic title, and
hardly a second shirt to his back. Val
orously he had shepherded the strand
ed Americans to safety and in the
shepherding made himself Elizabeth's
demigod. .Thanks to Ids tliif, he hart
got cabled thanks from Mrs. Glimby
very prompt ones', followed a year
later by a cordial Invitation to visit
America.
Paul Glimby, Esq., could and would
make it worth his while. He came,
saw, was conquered this Count Pom
pey. That was not his right name, of
; course, but as near It as the Glimbys
! could spea!; It. Moreover, he turned
'out to be rather a good sort, hence a
; perfectly proper Incitement to the gar
; den party.
Mrs. Glimby was almost tearful over
"the fact that the family tree and coat
I of arms slie had ordered from the
highest-priced source had not yet
'come to hand. But it really couldn't
j matter so much, with that good old
I major In leash. Though the count's
I spoken English was highly Italianate,
j he understood surprisingly even collo
; quial American.
Thut Mrs. Glial by was abli to get
in some of her finest work. Unpreten
tious though she was, she knew him as
pedigree-proud as a bull pup or a fight
ing cock. Therefore, as people came
she sketched lightly for lilm the muta
tions of families and fortunes lu this
fluent new land, the destruction of au
thentic records specially stressing
the Overstreet s and their compeers.
Then she led her ace of trumps, the
major, saying as she presented him:
"Here Is the fountain-bend of history.
He can toll you all about everybody
iu the state that Is, anybody of ac
countparticularly the old families,
now so sadly scattered."
"Alore, perhaps, madam, than some
of this generation care to know," the
major boomed, standing ramrod stiff.
Ignoring her outstretched hand. If
only she had known It he had on war
paint, live minutes earlier he had
seen and heard Elizabeth stare at his
Harry, asking, prvtending to be pus
tied: "Do I really, truly know youT
Away so long, and seeing so many, I
really seem not to know anybody."
"Lucky for both of us, "Sorrel Top,'
Harry had flung back, wheeling away.
This alien, alert, dapper, breathing
airs of the great world told the major
why all this had happened, and
showed the proper revenge. Bowing
his stateliest, he said to Count Pom
pey : "Toung sir, I am no gossip, but
interest in human history Is the prov-
ince and the privilege of a gentleman.
so I am not ashamed to admit rather
more than usual knowledge of fam
ilies hereabout Is there oue among
them in which you have special Inter
est ?'
"The Overstreets tell hlra about
them, major before somebody crowds
In and interrupts," Mrs. Glimby
prompted eagerly.
, "Ah, yes I" said the major. "Oddly,
I came only three days back upon an
authentic document dealing with them.
They were friends and contemporaries
of my great-grandfather. Brothers
and sisters, you know never mar
ried settled Shellgrove and coined
money there, Judging by my ancestor's
copy of the will Just newly discovered.
Everything land, money, slaves and
stock all left to a brother back in
Virginia, except $500 cash, and a filly
colt to Elizabeth Mowsley, minor
daughter of Jane Mowsley, spinster.
It was this Elizabeth your grandfather
Tobias HIgglns married Just before he
went to Illinois."
"Your memory are wondalrful
Slgnor." Count Tompey here Inter
rupted, warned by the change In his
hostess' face. As he led ber away,
he said detachedly: "For a meelllon
dollars I will buy, and burn dat d n
will."
"And marry Elizabeth ?" his listener
asked breathlessly. He nodded. Thus
was cemented another International
romance.
YEW TREE IS 1, COO YEARS OLD
English Writer Says One at Aids
worth It Still Flourishing
Hat Girth of 27 Feet
The Major oak in Sherwood forest,
which seems to be showing signs of de
cay, Is a magnificent tree, but why
call it the oldest tree in England
writes a correspondent
It may be the oldest oak, though
that distinction has been claimed for
other trees, such as the King's oak, at
Tilford, near Farnham ; the Crouch
oak, at Addlestone; the Majestic oak,
In Fredville park, near Dover, and
Cowper's oak, in Yardley Chase. But
none of these is likely to be so old as
the huge chestnut tree at Tartworth,
In Gloucestershire, known so early as
Stephen's reign as "the great chestnut
of Tortworth."
The yew, however, is by far the long
est lived tree. At Aldsworth, In Berk
shire, Is a yew more than a thousand
years old, and still flourishing. Twenty-seven
feet round today, it measured
just the same In 1760, when a note was
made of its girth. The Eucklebury
Yew, also in Berkshire, is of just the
same size. A yew at Fountains Abbey
is said to have been there when the
abbey was built. If it was an old tree
then in or about 1132 we may con
clude that It Is at least nine hundred
years old. There Is no record of nny
oak when It has been cut down and
Its annual growth rings have beeen
counted proving ,to be five hundred
years old. Manchester Guardian.
His Guess.
Mr. Hamfat had amassed quick
money in oil, has a new house and a
library. He had just taken down a
volume at random when a caller en
tered. The volume was Howard
Pyle's romance "Men of Iron."
"What have you there?" Inquired
the caller.
"Seems to be about iron men," an
swered Mr. Hamfat, "so I guess it's
another of them financial stories."
Firelees Locomotive.'
A fireless railway locomotive Is be
lug developed In France. It is
equipped with a boiler after the man
ner of the ordinary locomotive, but
the water In It Is heated to the neces
sary temperature from a stationary
plant. Enough power can be stored
In It to operate It four hours for
switching purposes In a railway yard.
It ' requires but 15 minutes to charge
it
Careful.
The cake had been passed to every
one at the table but Bobble, three and
one-half years old.
Bobble I'll take a piece of cake,
please.
Mother No, dear; banana cake it
too heavy for little boys.
Bobble (after several seconds of
thought) Well, I'll use both hands.
Mae Busch
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M Busch, "tnovlt" star, was born
In Australia twtnty.flve yeart ago,
After attending a convent In New
York the entered vaudeville, later en
terlng pictures. She hat been seen In
a number of prominent productions.
Mitt Busch hat black hair and gray
eyes. She Is fond of golf, horseback
riding and dancing. Her father wat
director of the Australian Symphony
orchestra and her mother wat a grand
opera singer.
"What sin a Name?"
By MILDRED MARSHALL
Facta aboat roar Mm i lu kMarri
Muiact wkaace It wu derived i m
ificaacai roar lacaj dy, lucky jwal
JULIANA
ONE of the most Interesting of
etymological histories attaches to
Juliana. The name was one of the
earliest to be used In the Roman em
pire In the days of martyrdom when
the Julian gens was at the height of
its power. It first found fame through
St. Juliana, who was beheaded at
Nlcomedla under Galerlus. In the
reign of Gregory the Great, her relics
were supposed to be at Rome, but
afterwards were divided between Brus
sels and Sablon.
Through the Flemish duchess Muthil
da, she was especially honored In Nor
mandy, and her name was much used
In royal circles. The Illegitimate
daughter of Henry I, whose children
he so cruelly muitreated In revenge
for their father's rebellion,, was called
Julienne. England received the name
as Julyan. It was borne there by the
famous hunting prioress, Dame July
an Berners.
Brittany substituted m "s" for a
J" and produced the popular form
Sullana, whose most famous exponent
was the nun-sister of Du Guesolln, who
assisted his brave wife to disconcert
the night attack of their late prisoner.
Jade is Juliana's tallsmanic stone.
The Chinese believe It to represent
the essence of the soul, and it is said
to bring its wearer happiness and Im
perishable love. Wednesday is Juli
ana's lucky day and 5 her lucky num
ber. ( br Whraltr Syndleita, Ine.)
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A Line o' Cheer
By John Kendrick Bangs.
THE TAPER AND THE SUN
NOW disappointed friends of
mine.
However email that place of
thine.
Heed this fine fact, and dwell
upon
Its meaning full when day Is
done:
The Taper la
No Run of eplendid brilliancies.
Yet in lta small appointed place
With much of goodly cheer and
grace
To brighten up the way by night
It giveth Light.
And without plaint docs Its full
share
Its own allotted part to bear.
And never leaves its task undone
Because it cannot be the sun.
HE HAD BEEN.
"Were you ever boardort
pirates, Captain."
"Yes. I've stayed at several of
your summer hotels."
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Hia Toil Ended.
"So Jack Hunter has cantured tli
heiress and Is now off on his honey
moon." "I really don't know whether ono
should call it Jack's honeymoon or
14s Jtarrest. moon."
Something to
Think About
by P. A. WALKER
tukxs ixTiu: koad
t7-llATKVKK may be your nlllu-
dice or Inlluom-o, your slalloii on
this sphere, your power of commest or
pood fortune, thow Is In (lie natural
progression of things a probability
that you may some day come to a
turn In the road.
At every swing of the pendulum
time Is working wondrous changes.
Overnight the topography of a coun
try may be so .scarred by un eurth
Qiiako or scoured by a flood that It is
unrecognizable.
An empire may crumble; wealth
may be swept away; pride subdued
and humility exulted. At the iluwn
Ing of the morning we ure amazed at
the sudden transformation.
We nre In a flash brought face to
face with a turn In the road over
which we have for years been travel
ing complacently In tine company and
fancied security.
We have given no thought to the
future, having ben too deeply en
grossed in our worship of gold. In the
hasty pursuit of wealth we have
grown blind to the beautiful things
around us snd unmindful of others.
We have forgotten that we are but
travelers on our way to an enduring
country beyond the limits of earth,
and where there ar no turns In the
road.
We have seen others lose their way
and given them uo attention.
We have seen them shudder, sink
and give up hope.
We have turned our backs, stopped
our ears and walked on confident of
our strength and sure of our step.
But when we ourselves come to the
turn in the road all Is different. We
fall then Into thnt state In which by
some subtle transformation we be
come other things.
We see with new eyes, speak In a
trembling voice, controlled by stranga
and terrible emotions.
For the first time In our lives we
realize that we are but sojourners,
tossed about like chips upon the sea,
at the mercy of the tides and winds.
By some miscalculation we have lost
our way. We are swept with tremen
dous force In a new direction, over
whelmed and awed, Just as have been
millions of others who have gone be
fore us, and If we lack the faith, we
tum sick as we face the vast nothing
ness and drop out of the running.
(3 by McClurt Nw.p,pr SrndlciU.)
O
he Younrf Lady
Across the Way
The young lady across the way says
some people eetn to take a special
delight in mixing new drinks, now
they're not supposed to have any at
all, and she wonders what this 11,0
that she hears so much about Is like.
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Has Anyone Laughed
At You
Because
By ETHEL R.
TEYSER
You like stories with happy
endings?
Why not? People may rave
and say the unhappy ending Is
more artistic, yet most people
are so geared that the happy
ending is the favorite. You only
show that you get to like the
characters and you want them to
be happy. You want every one
to be happy. You know how hard
the easiest life Is, and when you
read you want the "folk" to
"end" In glorious joy. Read and
be happy; let those folk laugh
and read all the tragedy they
care to devour.
SO
Your get-away here Is:
That you never burned a set of
Ibsen or Macbeth, or Hamlet,
but you like happy endings nev
ertheless! ( by McClura Ntwipaper Syndicate.)
Strong on Appetite.
Mrs. A Why did you discharge that
splendid cook you had?
Mrs. B It was the only way to get
our guests to go home.
"T SCHOOL DAIjS A
YOUR
HAND
H mi roer ckaf,
KttrUtlct tai InsW
ti - tie capabilities r
wtaluMMtt tkat mat
ftr iKctn m failare
at ia reef
CARRIAGE AND MOTIONS OF
THE HANDS
WHEN a person carries the hands
at the side, with the fingers
lrnrly open, and the hands dangling
n a listless manner, It Is safe to set
ilm down as lacking In decision of
;haracter and In fixedness of pur-
30.se. tie direful in entrusting sucii a,
person with a secret, and also with
ntrustlng him with the execution of
my purpose upon which much de
pends, or on which you have set your
lenrt.
often the person who carries his
lands as described In the foregoing
argraph Is easily led, for good or
evil purpose, and either rannot or
will not uke the trouble to wrestle
llh the problems of life. In money
mutters he will, of course, be "gener-
iu to a fault," parting easily with
dls substance, Just ns the man or
woman who holds the hnnd closed
Iglitly, or nearly so, will hold to
what he or she hus, often to the point
of niggardliness. In this respect and
In mental matters also, the more open
the hand Is, the more liberal will be
the possessor. But there Is such a
thing as too much liberality, as shown
by the hand that Is held too wide open,
fj) by WhteUr Syndicate, Ine.)
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THE PEAKS OF
LIFE
By DOUGLAS MALLOCH
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WHO has not seen some crimson
flow'r
Whose heart was red as embers?
Who hus not known some mighty hour
One evermore remembers? j
Among the trees upon the crest
One tree stands higher than the rest,
One note In all night's madrigals
The heart especially reculls.
We live In moments such as these,
Our hours of Joy or sorrow ;
For Ids yesterdays of ease
Will recollect tomorrow ?
Some love we won, some love we lost,
Some mountain, not some plain we
crossed,
We shall remember, joy and strife
We Uve upon the peaks of life.
In hours of pain we learn to cling
To something worth believing,
And Joy perhups we learn to sing
The better after grieving.
A heart that never knew a pnln
Is like a land without a ruin,
Is like a land that never knows
A springtime Hood, or Minimcr rose.
So let us thank our God for this,
Our Maytlme, our December,
The first embrace, the parting kiss,
The things that we remember,
The day with neither rain nor sun
Brought never flow'rs to anyone
Thank God for joy, and grief, and
strife;
We live upon the peaks of life.
(, 1934, by McClure Newapaper Syndicate.)
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A POINTER.
You may bs a
wise lad,
And a long way
from bad;
But remem
ber my son.
At your Jour
n ey you
run,
You can learn a
whole lot
from your
dad.
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Helpl Help!
Jack Lately I have fallen Into the
habit of talking to myself.
Myrtle I wondered why you looked
o bored.
Men poult are pitched In different
key".
Bom Ilk a lark rtae atrnna of wing
Above the clouds of eufTerni
And rhetnlly mount and aln
Till (loom grows glad and nufTrrlns
men
Smile, listening-, and take heart again.
GOOD THINGS TO EAT
FOIt a cotnpnny dish try the follow
ing :
Filet of Beef.
Trim the diet neatly and lay Into a
deep dish with an pnhm cut Into slices,
two bay leaves, a sprig of parsley,
whole pepper and salt and olive oil to
haste It well. It the diet He In this
marinade for six hours, turning occa
sionally, then roast In a hot oven; let
It be rather underdone. Serve sur
rounded by macaroni rooked as fol
lows: Put Into a SHticepnn one-half
cupful of tomato puree, three table
spoonfuls of butter and two or three
tnblcspoonfuls of meat gravy; season
with pepper and salt to taste, Jtrlng
to the boiling point and simmer for a
few minutes, then add a little at a
time some previously cooked macaroni.
Toss nil lightly and add three tuhle
spoonfuls of gruted cheese Just nt the
last.
Creme de Mtrront.
Take one-half pound of largo cheat
nuts, cut a cross on each and boll
them In plenty of water until the outer
skin ran be easily removed. Then
pound them In a mortar and pnss
through a line sieve Into a dish ; add
a few drops of milk to soften the mix
ture. Ilent the yolks of three eggs
with one-half cupful of cream and the
same of milk, add one-fourth cupful
of sugar, a few drops of viinllln, and
struln the mixture Into a double boiler.
Stir the mixture over the fire until it
thickens, then udd a little less than
half an ounce of gelatin, which has
been soaked In cold water and dis
solved over heat. Tour this custard
gradually over the chestnut puree, mix
well, then pour Into a hollow mold.
When -ready to serve, unmold and fill
the center with whipped cream, sweet
ened and tinted with pink sugar.
Breakfast Mackerel.
Soak a suit fish skin side up, chnnge
the water until most of the salt is
removed. Mace In a dripping pan skin
side down and pour over a rupful of
thin cream. Hake In a moderate oven
until the fish Is tender. Season and
serve hot with baked potatoes.
(t, 1(14, Wealern Newepaper Union.)
Men You May Marry
By E. R. PEYSER
Has
a Man Like This Proposed
to You?
Symptoms: He has Just lately
come to your burg, to take a Job
he has come froin a larger
place. Wunts to knoy all about
your town. Yet never stops talk
ing of how they did things In
Xvllle, what great fellers they
have there, what good lookers
the'.glrls ore, what rushing busi
ness they do and what swell par
ties they give. He dresses usu
ally in brown from head to heels
and his shoulders have well built
in scaffolding to train 'em up.
He is Jovlnl. Likes you because
you look like the good lookers In
Xvllle. Likes change and vari
ety. IN FACT
Chnnge has kept lilm from
changing much.
Prescription to Bride:
Never appear unless you are
nil dressed up. . ,
Change your hair dress often
keep all fashion books about.
Be his household "movie".
Absorb This:
TO HAVE IS NOT ALWAYS TO
SCOLD.
( by UoClure Newipapar Syndleate.)
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