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Evening, June 4, 1925 IdE EUGEiNE QUABD Page Kind Jyy Beatrice Burton '25 kea. jebviob mk. r? 4t: v-Mv Mfr1 rs - I tlS'r "Hollo, Dick," May echoed. "Wo 83 boon cheering up Gloria III your absonce." "So I see," Mid and hard. Dick's voice was (Coutiuued from page one) i ttousand torturing (iiestioDs that if wanted to ask him. Aid there waB one thins she yearn- tl to bear him Bay to her . . . 1 love you." For he never had. Jim stared at Glory and her un ited highball. "What's the matter, old girl?" he tW. "Got cold feet?'' Glory nodded. "I'm afraid to drink since I passed U:lht other nisht after those cock- iX' she said. "Oh, where do you set that sweet rrl graduate stuff, Olory .' .May i tfd bluntly. "(.Jo on, take a drink, a can't be a crepe-hanger at your rn party! j "I ruould say not J Stnn nodded ; porously yesterday in the car?" Stan asked presently. 'Iid I find out? 111 tell the street I Found out?" Glory answered. "The minute I came home Ranghild told me she wanted to talk to me . . . so I went over to Bee her, and she pannM' me for an hour ahout being a bad wife." "I should worry about anything she says!" phe added. "I don't care what anybody soys ... or who sees us when we re together . . . Stan, 1 don't care ahout anything in the world except you!" Glory knelt down on the floor be side Wuyburn'fl chair. She louked up at him, breathlessly waiting for hiin to speak. Hut he said nothing. "Stnn, do you care for me at all? . . . I've just got to know! Glory asked nt last. Hit face was hot with liame. iShe hid it in her hnuds. Wiory lilted lier giaSS, - - tVnvhnrn .tmH ..n.1 lif.., hr her feet. I "That drink's going to your head a little, isn't it, Russet?" he asked. 1 lie pushed her gently back into her chair, and stood looking at her. I "Do you know you're the prettiest thing I ever saw in that blue-green dross you're wearing?" he naked. "You look like the Lorelei. Kemein ; her the Lorelei in the old song? . . . j Her hair was golden, like yours." Way burn walked over to the piano and lifted the lid of it. He Bat down t m i and struck a few cords. I Then he began to sing the Lorelei looked nt Glory with a ques-, between puffs at the cigaret .in hn eyes that Hung to his lnwr lip. ' baperoT,s .' he asked. "Explain ! WhfMl hp .,n,i fished May and wlf. Itid yon ask those two . Jim B Inu(1(ld iounIy from the sun nj OTpr here today to choperone ; ronm A, , , I Wnvburn rnme and sat on the arm ry hnk her bond gravely. j of f;iorv-M rhnir. There was a smile o. not exactly." she said. "I i :.. t.:. P i, inntAH t hcr. pmtwnnl to Mny that vou were . i.a M sren't 'aiuit to tine me this afternoon, and Well, here's to crime then!" she tieil and sipped the pale amber fluid Stan leaned over and touched his t'a to hers. "I drink to business trhis . . . lid to husbands, who nre away on -n!" ho unid in a tone ho low that 'iT and .Jim couldn't hear his words. "The clmperones are going into the :nrooni, so you won't have to whis r to each other. S not polite," Jim 'narfcfd in his loud, good-natured "Lit Hp ticer-eat!" he sain. von nshamod of yourself for being ovT ' jealous of Sonya Cbotok, or any oth- wnman I happen to meei : . . - f. !lon't think of the other women. hO. Stflll ronhVit tthnrHv. lie! tn- is M thoiiEhttully into the fire. '"firy wntrlwd him. She had nu j He leaned closer. Glory shook her awt unbearable desire to cross the: jip0f to hiin. and put her arm around, ..T'hnt' hist the trouble. I think SUP ; mrtted herself and Jim 7 . . do you wish they weren't. He that she had known in her old days of friendship with him . . . before she met Dick. "Tell me about your friend May and this C'arewe," Stan was saying in an undertone. "Isn't she married to the doctor who was at your party the other night?" Glory nodded. "fHhe is . . . hut he's awfully busy, so Jim beaus May around,' she ex- j plained. "It's quite all right. They're juni inr nun. Wayburn smiled skeptically. " 'Friendof-the-family' stuff, eh?" he nsked, Glory didn't answer. She didn't like anyone to criticize May . . . not even Stan! . . . They danced on. "There's an automobile stopping outside your house, " Stan said ofter a moment. "Are you expecting cal lers?' "Jlenvens, no!" Glory cried. "Stop the music. . . . It's probnhly Mother Gregory coming to find out what I'm doing while 1 tick's away I Somebody take the highball glasses out in the kitchen so she can't see them quick!" The door opened and Hick stepped into the room. "Jiminy, here's the returned hus band!" said May, absent-mindedly re turning to Jim's lap. "Well, where do we go from here?' she asked. "This party's all rain, from this point on. I can see that! (ilory eouldn't think. Her mind was utterlv blank. "Hello. Pick, old man!" Jim Ca rewe said heartily. "Hello, Dick," May echoed. "We've been cheering up Glory in your ab sence." "So T see." Dick's voice was cold and hard. His eyes traveled from Glory to Wayburn, smiling nonchal antly. Pick's face was white. Glory was struck hj his pallor. Even his lips were whitish gray. Reads of cold sweat were on his forehead. "Pick, you're sick!" she exclaimed. She went to him, and took his hand. It was cold and clammy. Pick jerked his thumb in the di rection of May and Jim. "Get them out! Get rid of them!" he aaid, looking at Glory. She held her hands out helplessly to May. "May dear, I hope you realise that j Dick isn't himself. He's sick," she' said. "So just don't say anything, j but go . . . and nd Pr. John over 1 here, will you, please: As soon a you get home?" Pick walked past her. He stood, scowling and threatening, before Wayburn. The actor rose, and faced him. -wen, wnat s your trouoie r tan asked. Glory rushed to him. "Stan, please don't quarrel with him! Can't you see how lick he is? . . . He doesn't know what he's do ing!" she pleaded. Pick laughed contemptuously. , "Oh, 1 konw what I'm doing, all right, he said. "Pon't worry about me! . . . What I want to know is what this fellow is doing in my house! Who asked him to come here . . . you?" He turned to Glory and seized her Wit K Ana ha ml Ui filiffAr hltrt 'her flesh. She could feel that he trembled violently. (To be contiuued tomorrow) Cynthia Grey Says: WHEN you see the word "vam pire," don't you think at once t-f a beautiful, triumphant woman with I men tied to her chariot wheels? Certainly you do. The movies have photographed her as that and so has Rudyaxd Kipling in his famous poem, "A Fool There Was." But a "vamp" is only a moral coward, so the doctors tell ua. A great English psychoanalyst says that a vampire it a woman who couldn't gat the one man she wanted, and so she tries to win the heart of other women's husbands just to prove to herself that she still is attractive! Sometimes the vampire type mar ries. Then she's the "martyr" of the house. She always wants all the sym pathy and attention and admiration she can coax from thf other members of her family. She's the kind of woman who tells her husband about the snubbing she's had from other women. When ahe can't get attention any other way sue pretends to be sick or "headnchey." She constantly fears she will lo? her attractiveness, and this causes her to use all her resources to at tract attention. Her fare may wear a smile of gloit ing triumph, but underneath this mnk she is nothing but a coward. She's afraid of her true self. FIAPPER FANNY syy I i r yi7; I ; fl) i A 1 IWlTH-mwictlllC I j While one person cannot be con sldered a crowd, one fllrl can be a "petting parti'." fi-:30 p. m.. "What's Ioing at th ; Theaters"; 8:2S-8::fc, V. 8. wrsther ; reiwris; 10:3O-li, regular meeting of . the "Keep Joj Hadistiug Order of the , ltal." ia their belfry. ! KKSli, Los Angeles, Csl.. 273 met ' ers: 3:30-4:30 p. in., sfteruoon organ j recital program of B. Ksrnent Ksllard, I asittteil by Flora Fields; 7:30-11:13. i church serice, evangelistic sermon and j the splashing waters of the batistry. I conducted by Aimee Kemple -Mcl'lier- son; n:i-o, t.ray Studio program, presented through the courtesy of Ituth Frances Thomas, pianist; 10-11, organ recital, program of Kstlier Frirke tireen, assisted by Harold Jeffries, basso, and Warreu S. llor ton, tenor. Orgun numbers will in clude tl) "Ave Marie," by llossi; tl'l "Swing Song." by Sjbley Tease, Los Angeles composer; t3) "Menuctt," by Bach. Home Hints JOII, rinrgar in any utensils in which strong smelling fowls have been cooked, and the odor will be re moved. ... To Brown Hash To brown hash add two teaspoons JACK DAW'S ADVENTURES Story by Hal Cochran Drawings by L. W. Redsar TOY CAVE CHAPTER 12 L Radio Programs Jl'l'll to everybody's surprise, just as the pet monkey reached the base he turned and headed for the field. "Hey, where are yon going': shouted the hermit. But the monkey kept right on. "Oh, I know,'' naiil Jack, "lie's going after the ball, Just lik Flip did." And. sure euou;h. that's where Flop was head-d for. Unsightly Pole A Rose Trellis to hold his flnrlc henri in the "Mkot it . . . ,, tell him how very :wb he meant to her. wonsiy S1(, strm.k n mntch to a rret. tlmmtii. I h:wl n letter thw niorn- ttbat I certainly wasn't looking ' wan snid suddenly. From Snnvn Chntek I'll het a tilorv nnui.nrnrl laughed. ' "ay in,., rm, nUUAj v:hti' i,n "Yoil'rn ,1 fnrtxnfl tnllnr " 'I Wish I ronlle -oro T'rt hnw jii feel toward nil these T lm ""''d you letters," tilory "htterly. - Hon- , j.nll ft.c al,out i C'hotfk. for iiistiuiee? . . . l'o -Ok nice 1 t. ' ,"s.1!' I O" lmvc " orPr iMlfnt'" tnn l)rnInl,,'y answered. ;' for the tiionicnt, Gloria's jeal T"" appeaed. BMhe nay. j-ou find nut for ' thit y,JUr nitfher-in-lnw saw us, fashion Phuiues II -V 1 WW i PROBABLY there'i unsightly PACIFIC COAST KGW. Portland. 4H1.5 meters 7:S0 to 7:4."S p. m.. Weather, police and market reports, news bulletins and baseball scores; T;45 to 8 p. m., weekly wool report by Pacific Co operative Woolgrowers; 8 to it p. m., program by Oregonian Concert or chestra, Marie A. S. Soule. director; 11 to 10 p. m., Concert by courtesy Fields Motor Car company, Aloha Ha waiian syncopators and the Chevrolet Harmony Sister; 10 p. in. to mid night; Herman Renin's Multnomah Hotel Dance orchestra. KFI, Los Angeles, Cal., 407 meters 0:30 to l p. m., Examiner's half hour for Shriners; 0 to tt:15, Mc Daniel's nightly doings; 0:45 to 7. musical appreciation talk; 7 to 7:30, Cartyle Stevenson's Bon Ton ball room dance orchestra; 7:30 to 8, Julia Ottendacher, soprano, Gertrude Khrlich. pianist, in classical numbern; 8 to 0, two-act play with music, KFI players; 0 to 10, program, ('bickering Hail. Southern California Music com pany; 10 to 11, Kxaminer, Shrine band and chanters. KFOA, Seattle, Wash., 4.4.3 me ters fl:45 to 8:45 p. in., Morau school for boys. L KFWB, Hollywood, Cel.. 2."2 me- ters 7:45 to ft n. m., Lake Arrow head dance orchestra, Carrol Huxley, leader; t) to 10, KFWB feature pro gram; 10 to 11, Warner Brothers frolic, direction Charlie Well man. K(iO, San Francisco, Cal., 428.3 meters: fi:3o-7, States Kestanrant or chestra; 7-7:30, Kudy Kcteer's Fair mont hotel orchestra; H-P, Theodore J. Irwin, organist; I-10, Goodrich Sil- verton Cord orchestra; 1011, Johnny 4 Buick's Cabiriatis, L KH.I, Lor Angeles, Cal., 405.2 me Iters: 5:30-0 p. m., Leighton'a Arcade i cafeteria orchestra, .lack Cronshaw, ! leader; 6-0:30, Art Hickiuan's Hilt i more hotel concert orchestra, Edward ; Kitr.patrlck, director; 0:30-7:30, little stories American history, 1'roresHor Walter Sylvester Ilersog. Jane Hughes, screen juvenile, I'ncle John; I 7:30, "Kdnentiotial lusurauee roli eies," A. M. Anderson; H-10, Shrine . pp'gnim, combined tem(des attenditig national Shrine convention; 10-J ', Art Hickman's Hill more hotel dartre or chestra. Karl Burtnott, leader; 11-1L', i Shriners hour, presenting Shrine ; band and chanters. I KNX. Hollywood, Cal.. 330.0 met- ; ers: 15:30-0 :1."t p. m.. Wurlitr.er pipe 'organ studio. Sid- Ziff's sports talk; 1 0:l.r.-ft:30, travel talk, W F. Alder; 0:30-7:30, program, L. A. County As- I socintion tif Optometrists, iegler's orchestra; 7:30-8, program, Jones 'Book store, one-act play. KNX play ers, Kdward Miirphey, director; 8-1). program, Brent's Furniture company; 0-10, program, Honing .springs Park, of milk and let the hash cook un stirred uutil brown on one aide, then fold over like an omelet. Save Laundry Bills Luncheon sets of white oilcloth, decorated In colors are inexpensive and save much laundry if used for breakfast and luncheon. Don't Mix Furniture Be careful not to use mahogany or walnut furniture against an oak back ground if you wish a room to suggest harmony and beauty. After a Shower A gown that has been spotted by rain should be covered with a clean damp cloth and pressed with a mode rately warm iron. Keep In Cool Place French dressing will keep indef initely lu a cool place. Cteanlna Fine Wood Kerosene oil is useful for cleaning fop polished woods that would be in1 jured by sonpa containing alkalies. clothes line pole in your yard. Inc.; 10-11, Abe l.ymau's t'ornanul Here'a a way to make it an object of beauty. Build a rose trellis up against It and In a short time a ramb ler will cover It completely. (irore dance orchestra. KTCl.. Seattle, Wash., 3ns.fl met- era: Hilent. K.I U, Heattle, Wash., RM.4 meters yilKX Flop picked ths bsll up, he turned and threw it back toward the home base Instesd of runnlns hack with It It i..a . (,..,. see a little monkey throw It that everybody laughed. "Isn't that just like a msjnkey, though?" said Jack. "He's mocking everything he has seen the plnyera do." OY THIS time Jack and Dotty decided that they, ton, would like to take part in the ball game. Then they discovered that the little bate were much too small for them to handle. "Wish we had a bigger hat," said Dotty. "Well," replied the hermit, "we can make one for you In very short notice," (Contiuued.) In New York j 4 By JAM ICS W. PR AN V EW VOltli, Juno 4. Al Smith has given up his home In Oliver streut, a atone a throw iron, the Last riv another stone's throw In the other di-1 rcctlon from Five 1'oliitH, tlio tough-. est spot in the 1'nited Stale. . J The block on Oliver street in which 1 rlitt Vine VnrW vovernnr lived ivjim the! hub and the heart of f he Tammany machine In the past generation. Smtih lived at No. 25. Tom Foley, lute Tarn-; ninny chief, lived at No, 15. Joint l- Gilchrist, now slate tax commissioner, i lived nt No. 17, ti e late Dim Hionhn and Charles Brady nt No. 'JO. ( iver it reel ia within five min utes' walk of city hall, the municipal building, and the district attorney's office. And there was In the past a well-beaten path between those plncei. It followed the shortest distance be tween p'litlcnl influence and politic,! plums. But now additional space will he given St. James rectory and physi cians occupy the other neat red brick buildings In that low. The. fish m.irket just around the corner where Al Smith hfld his first Job still is there. There are stabler at the foot of tho hill In the fhndow of Brooklyn bridge and acrrss the street there are dark dnnk tenement housea. At the top of the hill where Ollvi street runs into the Bowery are ten- j cent lodging houses, mlnsiou houses, pawn shops aud the meeting placet -if crooks from all cornen of the earth. At midnight it la the rendesvoua of the lowest human flotsam. There nt Five Points murders averaged three a day when the Bowery was at its worst, At the corner of Henry and Olive. streets Is the hU of New York's flret public school end the Mariner., tem ple built In thednys of Bulling schoon ers. Governor Smith gave up tils resi dence in Oliver street despite hi great sentiment pttachmetit Tor :os place, as a matter of economy. A governor he receivei (10.004) a yea-. Oliver street is out of the way 'or many people having business with him ami su he has maintained nn ex pensive suite of rooms in a Madia n avenue hotel as a city residence. Yet the nest little house on Oliver street would be s palace, to one of the many kids with whom the street trems. More than one boy stops be fore It wondering If some day lie can climb up from the fish markts, the stables, iha dreariness of the tene ments to the high pinnacle attsined by Al Smith. While dwelling on the wretchedness of the east eide I am reminded thst Roosevelt street hi only a block or so away from Oliver street. It is juu shout the ugliest treet In all New York. There seems to he nothing ap propriate about naming it for the great T. H. unless it he thst families living on It have so many children. Said Mlnetta "this town is too stow" So she went on the road with a (1) Many miles she trudged CJ) Dodging trains on ths (3) When the manager skipped with the (4). (1) Burleyeue. (V!) Opposite from there. (3) Hails and things. (4) (tain, proceeds, capital. Parndichlorobenrine Is a new com pound which Is anld to be very dealy to inosmiltoes. i :1hy ri" ; ' tt .nA i a. A. Lire V'-ll T :.tch jUSt r ttie p,:-. nf the hat 1 l-,wn ro the hiiMers "r-d by l'aris for sum- of tomorrow . . . and tomorrow snid dismally. "I think of your going away soon, out on the road, where I won't be able to see you . , ." (ilory's voice dropped to a long siRli- Stan put n piece of ice into his half-emptied glass. "Oh, I'm not leaving town so soon as all that!" he remarked. "If. that'a what's worrying you! . . . There aren't rery many shows at this time of year, you know. I may be out of a job for month". And in the mean time. I'll probably stay right here, where I can see little Russet, every once in a while. . . ." His hand stroked her hair. clorv'" Mnv called. "Put on a record o we can dnnce. will you? Somethine i.?nnv. nlense Glory put a new jazl record on the phonograph. Stan swept her into ), is nrms and they danced around the firelit room. The music heat in the uneven rhvthm of a jungle drum. "Makes you think of tropic forests, and snvnges dancing around fires . . . that initio, doesn't it?" Stan asked, his lips pressed to Glory's forehead, "llo you like jail?" tilory's eye. were starry as she smiled up at him. "I like any old kind of music when I'm dancing with you!" she said truthfully. And bated herself for saving it. . . Stnn should be the one to .'r ie thines! And he wouldn't i tell her that he loved her . . . even when she asked him to! tilorv wondered If ne eer on. I really cared deeply for any woman. She doubled it. I Stan was the handsome, happy-go- lucky tvpe of man that almost an I women 'adore. There probably had never been any need for him t; rourt women. They courted '"" I matinee idl that he was. The walls of his dressing-room si ! th theater hnd been covered with ; : photographs of women. Pretty worn- j en too! . . 'il'-T bad seen th, i ' l he day Stan had sent for her to come , iiw .he wished now msi -;ie i not gon- to the theater thst dai . Kor the very sight of Stan, and, the -ound of his voire, had brought bsck to her sll the lr,g-ng 'or b"n 1 MUTT AND JEFF Ouch! What a Terrible Insult By BUD FISHER Ottam r Hive sown iM A ,s I f"0 W A fjyisc, r jon"t? fr0 V0ON es,rouR frrtepa ars ATTRNy$f ROVJNT THC MAGlSTRATe'S 1, TH( ClTYl HAV AMbt HAVfi UAWVR ? J I t Do J ATTCftKJGY HOOZlS S f JVjDSS, t L U sort vue'u. Gar- Woo a LAuve?7 I wo LAW-yeey Vy is oor iw THc j I TAK 0 U occasiowau casc fjjfi 5 y y- zT I . V coRRfboRl I ATTORNSV I v Pictc OP A Mice MM ... , V muTT, om& fsofTM (AHttMl) I H0O2lS'.y vv uses oFcHANGa! y Haa A of oi will) I vZ- f A MSm m m w 1 fzm. . , UsS 1 ' 1 ' r ' 1 Here is Real Economy Jerry On the Job I 1 1 , t
