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About The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 17, 1915)
MARTHA'S MINIATURE Alan Fought for His Own Hap pinessAnd Won. By CATr.ERINR COOpE. (Copyright. 1915, by tha McClure Newspa per Syndicate.) Alan Doble sighed heavily as he bung up the telephone He bad rung up hla flances'i studio, only to find out from tho maid that Martha was out and would not return until din ner time. "Which meanB," Alan told himself half bitterly, "that my sweethoart is at the matinee worshiping at the shrine of her idol." For many weeks Alan had been aware of the fact that Martha had been drifting away from him. She did not love him in the deep, true sense of the word or she could not bavo fallen a victim to the undoubt ed charm of John Ward, tho fas cinating actor of the day, Alan's love for Martba wa as un dying as the day itself, ft a'.' it hurt him to realize that ihi girl whom be had expected to call his wife and for whom all his future had been planned was finding her happiness elsewhere than in bis love. Martha bad flirted from time to time during their brief engagement, hut never be fore did Alan feel that his position in her affections had been Jeopar dized. Now, howevor, !t seemed that Martha had really beon lost to him. Bo completely absorbed was Martha In the worship of John Ward that she had paintod a most beautiful miniature of the actor from a magazine photograph and wore it almost every hour of the day. The exquisite littlo locket lay against her heart, a constant source of pain to Alan Doble. Martha did not know that Alan had stolen a glance into the locket during a chance moment, nor that he wished with all his heart that she could meet the actor. Perhaps the dis illusionment would follow, and if not then certainly his fate would be sealed in regarc" to Martha's affec tions. But a meeting did not come about even in the atmosphere of the studio. Martha worshiped In secret and in secret Alan grieved. He felt, as ttmo wore on and there seemed no lessening of the Interest his sweet heart was showing regarding the act or, that he must do something to precipitate an outcome to the situa tion. Alan had never from the beginning taken the position of adviser to Mar tha, nor had he felt called upon to dic tate her actions. Perhaps had be been more strict, in a sense, Martha's affec tions would have been secure. She might have feared to arouse jealousy in the bosom of her easy-going Alan. As it was she went her way flirting where she chose and only feeling a certain sense of security about Alan and her future She did not trouble especially to weigh her emotions nor . to speculate as--to what another day might bring forth.' - t Through genuine talent Mastha had made for herself an enviable position among miniature painters. Had she been a mere nobody In tho intellec tual world Alan would have considered himBelf capable of guiding her, but she bad won success entirely unaided and be felt it unnecessary to advise her, much as he thought she needed It. Alan realized, with a sinking of the heart, that Martha's interest in John Ward was developing rather than waning. A crisis was surely at hand. Alan was not the man to marry a girl who only half loved him. He must either break with Martha or win her entire self, It was during one of Martha's popu lar Sunday afternoon teas that she first discovered the loss of her prized locket with the miniature of John Ward in it. Her heart pounded against her side when Bhe discovered that it was gone, and in Imagination she saw herself taunted by her secret admiration for an actor. All of her friends would learn of her Infatuation, for no one could fall to know that the miniature wns her own. Her famous touch wos not to be denlod. For once in her life Martha shrunk from the fame that was hers and the disclos ures following in tho wake of the find ing of her locket. Instinctively she reallzod that Alan Doble would not want to take up his life path with a girl who wore an other man's picture. Sho shrank, too, from bis scorn and for a second blamed John Ward for tho entirely unconscious part he was playing In her llfo maneuvers. Martha refrained from making in quiry about her locket, but after her guests had doparted made minute search la evory remote corner of the studio. Tho locket, however, was lost and with it bad gone Martha's peace of mind. The foar grtppod her that it might fall into the hands of John Ward and Martha's shame would know no end. Nat'trally, one finding It and recognizing the well-known actor, the flrst lmpulso would be to dispatch it to him. It was with no little misgiving that Martha waited tho turn of events. Of course, she could, if John Ward received tho lockot and In turn brought it to her, having recognized her touch, disclaim any knowledge of It At the thought of bcr idol making himself known to bcr, Martha quite reconciled herself to tho loss of the miniature, and nor heart lost a beat as she anticipated the prospect of be ing in th sure room with him and perhaps shaking bis hand. For the tlmo being Alan was forgotten. She thought only of tha Joy of meeting John Ward snd porbaps But Mar tha did not 1 t hor thoughts go fur ther than the mettng. It was a wock before the half ex pected happened. Tha great matinee idol did recolvo the locket, and he did make his way to Martha Holder's studio. The conceit with which many actors rank their way in the world was not lacking in John Ward. An all consuming curiosity as to the per sonality of the girl whose name and address be had found in the locket wnli:h had ucimi nom anonymously to him led the uctor to make bis way leisurely toward that address. He had donned his most becoming habil iments and his most entrancing man ner. Surely a girl, who had so lost hor heart to him was worthy at least a call of Inspection, She would be quite overcome upon Boeing him. Of that Ward was certain. He thought, doep In his heart, that perhaps the girl herself, wishing to know bin), had Bent the locket In the hops that he would present himself at ber studio door. Martha, being guiltless either of the flattery or the Indiscretion of soeklng an Introduction to her Idol, controlled the wild beating of ber heart when his card was presented to her, and went In to meet blm. Whon he had Introduced himself, which was quite unnecessary, and had hold Martha's band an unnecessary length of time the while he smiled softly Into her eyes John Ward drew forth tho lockot. "I am flattered that one of our great est miniature painters should have chosen so unworthy a subject for the expression of her art," he said, and smiled that peculiarly fascinat ing smile. "This locket containing my likeness was sent to me anony mously, and, finding an address en graved within, I took the liberty" "Address! What address?" ex claimed Martha, while a spot of red flamed In either cheek. The actor drew unpardonably near to ber and showed her the line en graving within the locket. Martha's name and address bad been deliber ately carved therein. She drew a swift breath and her steady eyes held off the flowery speech that was on John Ward's lips. "I have no Idea how my address came to be engraved there. I have painted miniatures of all our well known actors for a friend of mine who is an inveterate collector," Mar tha lied glibly. She knew that the situation required drastio measures if she were to extricate herself gracefully. "I will have to take that Ivory out of the locket now." She looked quickly at John Ward and laughed softly as if at a good Jjke. "How very funny," she added. "It almost looks as if some person was trying to make trouble between my fiance and myself as well as putting you to a great deal of trouble to re turn the locket." John Ward bowed himself not un gracefully out of Martha's studio. He felt, and not without reason, that be had made a great mistake in think ing the girl capable of a hopeless pas- Blon for himself. Martha had played her part well. Whon the elevator had descended with her caller Martha dropped Into the nearest chair and pondered with all her might. Who had taken her locket from ber studio with the de liberate Intention of bringing John Ward and her together? Someone who deBired to see her engagement to Alan Doblo broken. Of that Martha was certain. She never quite knew what prompted ber to go immediately to the telephono and call up Alan. Do you happen to know anything about my miniature of John Ward?' she asked with the frankness that had first endeared her to Alan. I am like George Washington, Alan's voice laughed back at ber. "Did he turn up? I waB anxiouB to to hear how my little scheme worked out. I have known all along, Martha, that you wanted to meet him. You are not angry, are you?" Alan had controlled hiB voice so that Martha felt only that he was desirous of her happiness and not that he was fighting for his own. Do you want to to get to break our engagement so badly?" In spite of herself Martha shrank from what Alan's loved voice might say. She gripped the receiver with hands grown suddenly weak. After all there was no one like Alan in the whole world, and all the actors on Broadway were not worth one hair of Alan's head. If Alan, big, generous Alan, who had flung his happiness to the wind and striven for her own, did not love her enough to come straight up and tell her so, then Martha ceased to think rationally and found that she was put ting her thoughts into words over the telephone and that Alan would be with her as soon as a taxi could bring him. It Certainly Was. 'And you are afraid of the dark, Tomraie?" 'Yes, ma'am." 'But there's nothing In the dark to hurt you." "Well, what's pop limping around for?" 'Oh, be fell over a chair when he came home late last night." "Well, that was in the dark, wasn't it?" Starting the Trouble. Mr. Bacon When it comes to fight ing you'll always find women at the bottom of it Mrs. Bacon I think you are all wrong. "Why, look here, this paper says 75 per cent of the work of manufactur ing rifle ammunition for the United States army and navy is done by-women." Good Guess. Redd Been out in your new auto mobile? Greene Yes. Had trouble going out. We stopped several times, but coming back we didn't make a stop. "I see; you were towed home." 8h Quit. Mr. Styles Whom were you speak ing to so sharply Just now? Mrs. Styles The cook, "Did she sit up and take notice?" "No; she stood up and gave notice." A Philanderer. Jack (visiting friend's room) What a lot of photographs you have, old man. Lady friends of yours? Tom Those are the pictures of the only girl I ever loved. Misplaced Compliment. Friend I hear, Mrs. Smith, that your husband is such a wide-awake man. Mrs. S. (mournfully) Yes, and th baby takes after him. c HOLUffl .. i"W T HE American who would know his country must know its most characteristic summer playground, Coney Island, which is thus pictured by a writer in the New York Evening Post: There was an endless, surging tide of people, a crowd which would be described next day as "record- breaking," for It was a Sunday after noon in June, and thousands had es caped from their hot city apartments and were spending it at Coney Island. There may be some persons left who want to rest on the Sabbath day, but not so those who Journey down to this Fascinating place, where the sights and the sounds are enough to keep them perpetually stimulated. Many of the people you pass upon the street look as If they had worked hard for the oth er six days of the week, but now they are determined to have some fun to make up for it, and have chosen the noisiest, most crowded, and the gay est place within reach. "Wow," shouts a man In red coat, who stands before a slde-Bhow, the pla cards of which declare that It will re veal the wonders of the Orient. "Wow, come in and have a look. Nev er saw anything like it, ladies and gents. Wow, come in and have a look." And he Is only one of ten in his im mediate vicinity, each of whom is blessed with strong expletives, strong lung capacity and a marvelous inclina tion toward hospitality. 8ubtlety Versus tha Obvious. If Coney were a place of silence or of merely mild sound, the visitor would never be inspired to do the things which he finds himself nerved to do when excited by the roar about him. It bears him along, he is deafened by it, and soon finds himself shouting with the others, laughing uproariously at the spectacle of a solemn man wear ing a small red felt hat about as big as a teacup over one ear, although as a matter of every-day choice, he pre fers a somewhat subtler appeal to hu mor. The crowds take you along; you laugh with them, you push and shove with them. You feel yourself closer to human nature than ever before, even in the subway at rush hour. This crowding and pushing mob is very dif ferent from the subway crowd, tired after a day's work, cross and hot and lackadaisical. This is a gay and so ciable and contented, uproarious gath ering which bears you along on the wave of its enthusiasm. Even it you come alone and Join the crowds, you feel at once accompanied and befriend ed. In such a mood of comradeship and bolsterousness you love to watch the man who Is passing out bags of pop corn to those who proffer the neces sary nickel, while the popcorn itself pops white inside a glass case, show ering down like a fountain. And fur ther on there is the attraction of the smoking plate, on which hot dogs are being cooked till their skins burst, as they are laid between two rolls and laved with mustard. And certainly it Is the most natural thing in the world for the person who at other times and In other places has a care of what he eats, to order one with the A Curious "Risk." Nearly every business or occupation contributes bits of specialized knowl edge to the common fund, It will strike most people as a curious piece of information that plate glass insur ance companies class windows with black lettering on them as "extra hazardous" risks. The explanation given Is that a black surface absorbs the sun's rays. By this means, it is pointed out an unequal expansion is produced throughout the plate, and un der the influence of a sudden gust ot cold or any other quick change of tem perature a strain is developed which may break the glass. Asbestos. Most of us know little more ot as bestos, the strange rock fiber that is almost as soft and pliable as cotton or woolen fabric, than that it is used in makiug fireproof theater curtains In other ways it Is fast coming into use as a "safety first" building material. Not only does It protect against tire, but it is also a nonconductor ot beat and la therefore useful In preserving an even temperature. Most ot what civil i L 4j m Xh ii mi ii kmm. ' KM rest of the crowd, and to work his way along the street with It In bis hand, eating it as the others are do ing. Sometimes the faces above the hot dogs seem incongruous enough. They are the faces of those who are intelligent as to dietetics, but have been Bwept on past the bounds of cau tion by the enthusiasm of Coney's surging multitude. Mob Spirit and the Tickler. The mob spirit in the' place Is con tagious. What else would have per- suaded that dignified, elderly man to buy a ticket for the Mammoth Tick ler or for this contrivance which burls you about at a break-neck speed, rack ing your nerves as you sit crouched in seats Just large enough for two. Sometimes the watchers see some of the merrymakers come off that roller- coaster with a white line about the mouth and a strained look in their eyes. It is not their instinctive idea of pleasure to be rushed down a steep slope with such terrible force that their breath Is beaten out of them and they gasp and cringe. But what if they are pale and shaky as they step off, there is an expression in the line of their cloBely drawn lips which shows that they have determined that what must be must be, and they are on pleasure bent, suffer what tortures they may. The fact that this was the playland of adults came over me after seeing Borne hundreds of children on this particular Sunday afternoon, who were plainly there Just because their fa thers and mothers had wanted to come. Never have I seen such utter boredom and weariness written on any faces as was depicted on those of the many children who pushed their tired way along, down among the knees of the crowd, while their elders, with their headB In the air, took in the de lights of the place. Some were being carried, too utterly exhausted to do anything but droop heavily over their father's shoulder, not caring to open an eye to see the snake-charmer the parent stopped fascinated before her. You couldn't help seeing on the train coming home that It was the pa rents, not the children, who must have wanted to come and for whom Coney Island was a wonderland. The former lay limp In their parents' laps, sound asleep, while the grownups talked and laughed over their heads. It was the children who had been patient and long-suffering, and it was the parents who had really enjoyed themselves. A small boy, with light hair, a Bnub nose, and a freshly freckled face, buries bis head deeper in the curve of his mother'B arms and gives a long, sleepy sigh as his parents crunch crackerjack over his unconscious lit tle head. English Superstition. It is a favorite superstition in Eng land that the bacon of swine killed during the waning of the moon will waste away in the process of curing or cookina much more than bacon of hogs killed while the moon is growing, This superstition Is akin to that which impresses upon farmers the necessity of planting root crops "in the dark of the moon." we use in this country comes from Canada, but Arizona is now beginnin to produce asbestos of excellent qual ity. Youth's Companion. One Nuisance New York Lacks. Which is London's noisiest noise? It takes a tram strike to afford us the necessary tranquillity for such reflection. For where the tramless rails glint In the spring sunshine an almost sylvan calm reigns. In the dls tauce we can hear the rumble of the motorbus and the Insistent "honk1 the motor horu. But even these base discords are less offensive to the Lon doner's ears than the shrill noise ot the cab whistlers wLo haunt day and night the porticoes of flat and hotel, Oh, for a trolonged strike of cab whis tlers! London Dally Chronicle. Remarkable Clock. A clock made entirely of straw and willow wtthes has been completed re cently in Switzerland. The chimes are made of straw put through a spe cial process to give a ringing sound. Not a bit ot metal was used in the unique clock. HE WOULDN'T Bt DISTURBED While Mabel Petted and Coaxed Him Jack Wis Uttless Footsteps of Fathsr Arcused Him. Mabel moved closer, "Jack, what's tha matter?" she asked softly. Jack looked at her languidly and gazed again Into the fire. Jack I" Jack turned listlessly. I think you're very rude," pouted Mabel. Jack looked at ber inquiringly. "You haven't paid the slightest at tention to me this evening," she said. drooping her shoulders dejectedly. "I bate you!" Suddenly it occurred to Mabel that perhaps Jack was not well, and she reproached herself for ber attitude toward blm. "Dear," she said contritely, running her hand through his hair, "are you ill?" Jack leaned slightly. Mabel sighed. The front door onened, and there was sound of heavy footsteps In the hall way. Jack was off the sofa in an in stant. "It's only father," said Mabel. Jack barked and Jumped up beBide Mabel again. Judge. Tht Reason. Eh-yah!" confessed J. Fuller Gloom, the prom'nent pessimist. "I have changed entirely the plans of the house I am going to build In spite of the fact that the architect, my wife and various other sensible and well posted people agreed that it was as near perfect as it could be made and I myself was thoroughly pleased with it." "Then why" "Oh,. It didn't suit the neighbors!" Judge. NEW VERSION. "A man is as old as he feels." "But how pbout a woman?" "Oh, she Is generally as old as other people feel she is." It Didn't Work. "I can't get by with anything." "What's the matter?" "I invited a girl to go to the the, ater. When it came time to buy the seats I was broke, so I told her the house was sold out for that night and promised to take ber next week." "Well?" "Her aunt took her down on the very night we were to go and they and two other couples were the only peo ple in the parquet" Took the Hint. At 11:30 the beautiful MIbs Flibber rose with stately grace and put a rec ord on the phonograph. The strains ot a famous aria filled the room. Ah!" exclaimed Mr. Boresume. "Magnificent!" What piece is that, may I ask?" That," said Miss Flibber, slgnlfl cantly, "1b Tosca's 'Good-by.' " Shortly thereafter Mr. Boresum was saying "Good night" Gentle Sarcasm. Blondlne Isn't Gerty Glddlgap keeping company with young Bean- brough any more? Brunetta No; she decided he was altogether too extravagant and she passed him up. 'Is that so?" 'Yes; one evening he wanted to take her to a moving picture show in a jitney bus." Blighted Ambition. ' "So your daughter has decided to marry the count? 'Yes," replied Mr. Wadly, with a de jected air. 'You don't seem pleased. I'm sur prised." 'You needn't be. I was hoping to get a son-in-law who would be an as set Instead ot liability." Not Encouraging. T have called," Bald the hitngry looking party with the unbarbered hair, "to see if there is a vacancy In your Joke department." "There will be," replied the over worked editor, "as soon as the office boy gets time to empty the waste bas ket" What We All Think. "I'm glad to know that you liked my sermon," said the minister to an en thusiastlc member of his flock. "Indeed I did. It was so true and so to the point 7 wish a neighbor ot mine could have heard it I know was intended Just for him." Such Is Life. Mrs. Styles I see the average os trich lives thirty years and yields from two to four pounds ot plumes. Mr. Styles And yet it does not put on as many frills as the woman with one solitary plume. And So Many Animals. "Pop!" "Yes, my son." "Were there two of each kind In the ark?" "Yes, my boy." "Only two fleas, pop?" Its Kind. "So the practical politicians man age to get a plank In the party plat form to their own Interest "Yes; what you might call gang plank." HISTORY Symbols Have Been Subject to Many Changes. fhose of Today the Result of Slow Growth Through Centuries 8sra- eens Given Credit for Intro duction of Banner. The Union Jack, the banner under which Englishmen, Scotchmen, Irish men, Welshmen, Canadians, Australi ans, East Indians and men from other parts of the great o nip I re on which the sun never sets are now fighting on the bloody fields of France, was de signed 307 years ago, In IGuti. The original flag of England, the banner of St. George, white with a rod cross, was Incorporated thou with tho ban ner of Scotland, which wan blue with white diagonal cross. This combina tion obtained the name of "Union Jack," in allusion to the union be tween England and Scotland, and to the name of the monarch who brought about the consolidation of the crowns. This was James I of England and VI ot Scotland, the word "Jack" being a corruption of Jacobus, the Latin word for James. The original arrangement of the Union Jack continued until 1801, when following the union with Ireland, the banner of St. Patrick, white with a diagonal red cross, was amalgamated with It. The red Mal tese cross of St. Patrick was placed over the white cross ot St. Andrew, so that a thin white line on either side is all that remains of the Scottish cross. The many nationalities comprising the empire of Franz Josef fight under common flag ot red and white, the colors of the Hapsburg dynasty. There are red stripes at the top and bottom of the banner, and on the central white stripe appears the Austrian coat of arms. The German, Austrian and Russian banners, like the English. represent a slow growth through many centuries and with frequent changes. Since ancient times men have carried distinguishing emblems in battle, but it was not until the sixth century that the flag acquired its present form in Spain. Before that It was Just a small square of cloth carried on a lance. The modern flag Is said to have been Introduced in Spain by the Saracens. CLAIMS MOST PERFECT LENS German Optician Says He Has Pro duced a Glass That Has No Equal In the World. In the "Punktal," Dr. , Morltz von Rohr of the scientific staff of the Carl Zeiss works, a famous German optical establishment, claims the invention of the perfect lens. It is said to be su perior to either the Torlc or Menis cus lenses, both recognized as great improvements over tha old stylo flat glasses. In old-stylo lenses, when the eye is rotated to one side, the line of sight passes through the lens obliquely. This defect was only partially dono away with by the Toric or curved lens. In working out the new lens, Doctor von Rohr computed formulas for grinding lenses which differ from every differ ent power. Heretofore all lenses have been ground on one side with one or an other of a set of established base curves. Believing it was lmpossioie to produce a perfectly corrected lens in this way, Doctor von Rohr estab lished different formulas for each side of every kind of lens required. The result of his experimentation TVPS A VIEWED- ruen oiwMnr TMflfluOH tens and work Is the "Punktal" lens, In which the line of sight passes through at the correct angle, no matter to what position the eye is revolved in its socket. Nothing In Them. "William," said the good wife, look ing up from her paper, "here I see an article that says a man out in Kansas Is suing his wife for divorce, simply because she went through his pockets after he was asleep. Goodness knows, William, probably the poor woman never got a cent from the brute of a husband in any other way ! " "Uh, huh," replied William. "William " puma frnm his. hnttnr half, "don't you dare sit there and 'uh-huh' me in such a manner! What would you do if Jou woke up and found me going through your pock ets?" "Who me?" asked the sleepy hus band, who had already turned over his pay envelope to the boss of the house, "Why, I'd get up and help you search, of course, my dear!" Judge. Nonsmokers' League Is Slow. The Nonsmokers' League of Amer ica in national convention assembled at San Francisco unanimously decided that "wives should not permit their husbands to smoke in the house" and suggested a matrimonial boycott on smokers. Every town in Kansas has its antlcigarette band, girls who havo taken oath never, never to have any thing to do with young men, or old, who smoke. Why was Kansas, whence all good reforms come, not represent ed at the San Francisco convention? Old Bill White is neglecting his duty again. New York Sun. Can This Be True? The Bacheloi- I wonder why the average married woman is always so anxious to be seen with her husband in public? The Spinster I don't know, of course, but I imagine it's because a public place Is the only one in which a woman can induce her husband to treat her with due consideration. When the sweet girl graduate casts her bread upon the waters she ex pects it to come back in the shape ot a wedding cake CAP ELLS STEWED APPLES AND CREAM Walter Followed Instructions to Let ter and Maker of Bad Joke Had to Settle the BUI. The Joker who makes a bad Joke deserves it turned on him, as it very often is. A man who dined at a restaurant was asked in the ordinary way by the waiter what he would have for the next course. 'You may bring me stewed apples and some cream." Yes, sir." 'Only let me have them without the cream." "Yes, sir; most certainly, sir.' "And without the apples, please." The waiter disappeared and soon returned with a plate on which lay a spoon and a little powdered sugar. The customer looked surprised. "It's your stewed apples and cream, sir, without the stewed ap ples, and without the-cream," said the waiter. The item figured: on the bill Just the same, and the customer had to pay it Feminine Consistency. "What's the matter, Hawkins?" "Matter enough! You know some time ago I assigned all my property tn mv wife to er to keeD it out ot the hands of people I owe, you know." "Yes." "Well. she'B taken the money and gone off says she won't live with me because I've swindled my creditors. No Gardener. "What are you fooling with there?" "Asparagus. First, you trench it, next you get it started, then you trans plant it. In a couple of yearB you will have a fine crop. Better plant eome." "Not for mine. 1 don't see why any body should go to all that trouble when you can buy it for 13 cents a can." Juvenile Imagination. ,"Don't you know that you ought to be careful not to leave finger marks on your books," said the teacher who was trying to encourage neatness. "Yes," replied the small boy. "BUI; Jenkins told me about that Some! day the habit is liable to put the de tectives on your trail." Needed a Silencer. "What will you have next?" asked the waiter. "Why, I gave you the whole order," replied the lady. "Yes, but the gentleman with you was taking his soup, and I couldn't' hear you." Doubtful. "Arthur seems a bright, capable fel low. I think he'll get on." "Well, he's certainly a worthy young man, but I doubt whether he has head enough to fill bis father's shoes." DODGING TROUBLE. Miss Bigmltt, the Stenog Did you fire me Just 'cause I misspell a few words now an' then an' sometimes get balled up In my notes? Mr. Littleton By no means. You see, I have an unreasonably Jealous, wife, and she won't allow me to keep a pretty young stenographer In my office. Fond of Sweets. "Didn't I Bee you kissing my daugh ter in the conservatory?" said the en raged parent i "N-no, s-sir," stammered the young man. "I wasn't kissing her. Somebody told me she had a sweet voice and I was only tasting it" Unfeeling. Judge This is the tenth time you have come before me, Kelly. Prisoner I'm sorry, Judge; but the cops don't seem to care bow much work they make you. Puck. Euphemistic. "Here's a dealer advertises a sals of hereditary mahogany furniture." "Just what does he mean by'that?" "That's merely a polite way ot say tng second-hand." On Probation. "Have the Bounderbys got Into society yet?" "WelL they've taken their wraps off, but there I no telling how lon they'll stay." ffSWJ) SN