Evening, June 4, 1925
IdE EUGEiNE QUABD
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"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
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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
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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
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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
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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"
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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
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