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WORLD HAPPENINGS OF CURRENT WEEK Brief Resurre Most Important Daily News Items. COMPILED FOR YOU Eventi of Noted People, Government! ind Pacific Northwest, and Other Things Worth Knowing. A campaign to wipe out trachoma, an eye disease which has been epi demic among Indiana, will be started July 1, say special physicians of the Indian office and the public health service. With 20 reported dead and damage estimated at more than a million dol lars, South Dakota set to work Tues day to establish communication with the storm-swept area. By using for the first time tele phonlcally the radio beam system through which the wireless waves are thrown In a particular direction, Wil liam Marconi, Inventor ot the wireless, Is reported to have spoken from Poldhu station in Cornwall to Buenos Aires. . Three men were asphyxiated and 25 others were taken to a hospital at Indiana Harbor, Ind., as a result of a veritable flood of gas that suddenly filled the room In a steel plant in which they were working late Sunday. Ten ot the men in the hospital were near death. Superintendent of Police Collins of Chicago declared. Tuesday that the sensational robbery of the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul mail train last Thursday night netted the outlaws ?3, 000,000, chiefly In securities, but In cluding 70,000 In cash, and that the identity of all the robbers was known. Before a medical meeting held at St, James hospital, Butte, Mont., Sat urday night Dr. T. J. Glover of New York presented a paper describing in detail his cancer research work. He demonstrated by numerous slides his animal experimental work and showed and described the germ that causes cancer. A riot followed an attempt Tuesday by republicans to prevent Lieutenant Governor Toupin from presiding over today's session, of the Rhode Island state senate. Men and women were trampled upon by the political com batants. Republicans and democrats clashed, with spectators taking sides In a froe-forall fist fight. . The senate commlttoe which will Investigate campaign contributions and expenditures' this year plans to establish headquarters at Chicago and to meet upon request for any mem ber, It was announced Tuesday after the organization sossion. Senator Borah, republican, Idaho, was select ed as chairman ot the committee, which decided to call on political cam paign managers for roports every ton days. Two whales came Into the harbor at Bandon, Oregon last week, and their presence brought out a large crowd or spectators, who watched them as they went up the channel to the milk con densnry, and there turned back to soa, leaving the port soon after their en trance. A similar visit was made t Coos bay a year ago when three whales came Into the bay and pro ceeded 13 nillos from the ocean to tin vicinity of the port dock, between North Bond and Marshfiold. An audience ot 130,000 Britons fill ed the gigantic stadium at Wembley Saturday to find out for themselves just what an imported American "rodeo" is like. The afternoon demon strations of the prowess ot the cow boys were greeted with enthusiasm, but at the evening performance there was an unfortunate accident during the roping and tying contests. A steer's leg was broken.' This brought muny of the audience to their feet. They indulged in "several minutes of booing and hissing and some women left the stadium. , A sturdy, tireless Washington crew triumphed over the eights of four east ern colleges Tuesday at Poughkeepslo, N. Y., and won the premier race of the Intercollegiate rowing association re gatta by a wide margin, ropeating Inst year's Washington victory. Another western crew, that of Wisconsin, un considered by the experts, picked up its paco in the last mile, pressed the victrs and finished second. Penn sylvania, selected as the outstanding crew among the eastern competitors, lagged behind and at the finish was almost four boat lengths behind Wash ington and one behind Cornell. SPANS CONTINENT IN DAY New York-San Francisco Dash Is Com pleted by Aviator Maughan. Crissy Field, San Francisco. Lieu tenant Russell L. Maughan, army flier, successfully completed his daylight long distance flight Monday from New York to San Francisco when he landed at Crissy Field at 9:47:15 P. M. He arrived In San Francisco at 9:44 P. M. As soon as the plane landed news paper men broke through police lines holding back a huge crowd lining the field and greeted the fliers. A few seconds later the mammoth throng ot spectators, cheering and shouting, while automobile sirens shrieked In a bedlam of noise, surged over the landing field and surrounded the plane. Maughan landed in a brilliant path way, huge flares making the field al most as light as day. The landing was made without mlBhap. The plane, in which Maughn left New York at 2:59Vi A. M. (eastern time), Monday on his third attempt to span the continent, was first sighted when he circled the field twice in the deepening dusk. Maughan dropped down on the field at the northeast corner and taxied to the center of the field. There the plane became the center of a surging, shouting, wildly excited mass ot spec tators. The way was cleared however, for news photographers to take pictures of the plane and the daring flier. Muughan's landing at 9:47:15 P. M. made his time for the 2850-mile air line dash from New York, including five refueling stops en route, 21 hours 47 minutes, slightly under his orig inal estimate of the time the flight would consume. Apparently almost overcome with emotion and jubilant at the victory which lie had achieved, Lieuteant Maughan seemed unable to -speak when his plane came to a stop. His face bore a serious and drawn expres sion. Ho was lifted bodily from the cock pit by his cheering comrades of the air service and carried on their should ers through the Bwirling crowd to a roar door of the army headquarters. Lieutenant Maughan's landing time was given officially as 9:47:15 o'clock, milking his total elapsed time for the trip 21 hours, 47 minutes 45 seconds. The demonstration accorded Mau ghan was without parallel in the his tory of local aviation events. Darkness already clothed the field when the drone of his motor first was heard. The crowd began cheering. Maughan's plane then was lost to view in a slight mist which overhung the field, although its shadow could be discerned Intermittently. On his second circuit over the field the mist blotted it from sight completely, and the din burst forth with renewed vigor when he unexpectedly soared down the field at the south end of the big quadrangle. "Goe, but, Its good to be here," were the first words of Lieutenant Maughan as he was lifted from the cockpit ol his plane "1 am tired but happy." Aside from evidences ot nervous ness and extreme fatigue, the airman was iu excellent physical condtion de spite the rigorous journey he had com pleted. Many Strikers Return. Toronto. Postal workers In a num ber of towns and cities took advan tage of the government's offer to re Instate all men who returned to work at 8 o'clock Saturday morning, accord ing' to reports received here. Latest reports Indicated that the strike was successful only In Toronto and Wind sor. Negotiations by telophone between postal employes' representatives here and government officials at Ottawa, which were Interrupted by an electri cal storm, were resumed Saturday. Meats Held Essential. Chicago. It would seem from ex periments of Slonaker and Card at Le laud Stanford Junior university that a vegetarian diet practiced during suc ceeding generations "would result in the extinction" ot those practicing It, Dr. C. Robert Moulton, director ot the committee on nutrition ot the Ameri can Institute of Meat Packers, Baid Monday. Dr. Moulton said that the calorie measurement "Is an Inadequate expression of food value." Foochow Is Flooded. Shanghai. One ot the most disas trous floods in the history of the Mln river, Fukten province, is reported in a telegram from Foochow, an Im portant port at the mouth of that river. There have been many casualties and the damage will amount to .millions of dollars, according to reports. Threo-fourths ot the city of Foo chow Is flooded, Including large ware houses containing rice and tea, which have been ruined. j 1 DEAL LILY 10 Offer of Marketing Facilities Looks Good. BENEFITS HELD BIG About $25,000,000 Involved in Pro posed Merger and Control of Chicago Plants. ' Chicago. A plan for grain farmers to own and control a huge system of elevators and grain facilities now con trolled by five large board ot trade firms, which would be merged In a co operative association, Saturday was in the hands of a committee ot the Amer ican Farm Bureau federation, headed by O. E. Bradfute, president of the federation, as chairman ot the com mittee. , The merger plan would involve about $25,000,000, it was said, repre senting the appraised value ot the properties of the five companies. The plan was Indorsed by George Marcy, president of the Armour Grain company, who said he believed it would go through. Although the firm of James A. Pat ten, known as the "wheat king" until he retired from operations on the board of trade, was mentioned in an announcement from the Farm Bureau federation late Saturday, Mr. Patten said he had had no connection with the merger arrangement. John Callan O'Loughlln, spokesman for Emanuel F. Rosenbaum of the Rosenbaum Grain corporation, said ap proval by the government of such a plan as was proposed was already in dicated by the Capper-Volstead act and similar federal legislation. He added that the department of agricul ture was on record as encouraging co operatives. Mr. O'Loughlln said he had conferred with farm bureau rep resentatives in Washington. The special committee of the Farm Bureau federation of which President Bradfute Is chairman, appointed to study the co-operative merger plan, probably will meet within a week, it was announced. Mr. Marcy, head of the Armour Grain company, in discussing the plan, said the co-operative movement, fav ored by President Coolidge and aided by Frank O. Lowden, ex-governor of Illinois, had grown to an extent not generally suspected.' "I do not know what the other firms think, but we are certainly willing to go in and the matter is taking con crete shape," he said. "It will be a good thing tor the farmer and also for the present grain marketing sys tem. This plan will not upset the ex isting marketing mechanism in the slightest. Grain must move through existing channels, but it will move in more orderly fashion. The function of speculation will not be Interfered with. The proposed marketing cor poration would have to hedge and al ways be even on the market, just like the millers. "This co-operative elevator move ment has attained greater dimensions than people generally suppose. Presi dent Coolidge Is In favor of it and ex Governor Lowden has done much to promote It. But the co-operative ele vators grew up hit, or miss without any central organization. Under this plan all marketing activities will be co-ordinated. "The farmers can still have their pools and hold or sell as they see fit, but when their representatives sit down with the expert grain marketing men we have In Armour and other companies, and learn ot the current situation, they can advise their local organizations much better as to their course." Tornado Kill Three. Tracy, Minn. Three persons dead, a score or more injured, and extensive' property damage to more than a hun dred farms was the toll ot a tornado that swept through sections ot tour southwestern Minnesota counties late Sunday. John Edwards died at a hos pital here as the result ot injuries received when the tornado struck his farm. His wife was seriously injured and two sons and a baby also received hurts. Cummins Out of Mexico. Laredo, Tex. H. A. Cunard Cum mins, charge des archives, ot the Brit ish legation at the City of Mexico, crossed the border into ,the United States here Sunday and left Immedi ately for San Antonio. He refused to comment ai to whether or sot his retirement from Mexico was voluntary. BE PUT THROUGH THE RED LOCK A Tale of the Flatwoods t By DAVID ANDERSON Author of "The Blut Moon" Copyright br The Bobbi-Merrill Co. "SOME LOOKER" SYNOPSIS. On the banks of the Wabash stand Texle Colin and Jack Warhope, young and very much In love. Texle 1 the only daughter ot old Pap Simon, rich man and money-lender. Jack le the orphan bound boy of Pap Blmon who had foreclosed a mortgage on the Warhope estate. At first Texle and Jack talk Badly of Ken Colin, the girl's missing brother. Then Jack says that in ten days his servitude will be over, that he will ride out into the big world to Beek his fortune. Both know what that will, mean to them. Texle and Jack talk of the red lock ot "Red Colin," in herited by Ken, And Jack says he's coming back as soon as he nnds gold In California. Then arrives the new preacher. Rev. Caleb Hopkins. Pap Simon Intro duces the villagers, to the new preacher, who was a college mate of Ken. At supper at the Colin home the preacher tells how the boy killed a gambler and disap peared. His (ather attributes Ken's fall from Krace to his red lock of hair. Then Pap Simon has a sort of stroke, brought on by reading a letter from Ken, "Bomewhere in New York," who curses his father on his death bed. A postscript by another hand says he is dead. CHAPTER IV 5 The Room Was Deadly Still. Buckeye was the capital of the Flat woods. Snugged away In a pocket of the bluffs where Eagle run breaks Into the valley of the Wabash, It never woke up but once when a rumor trickled In , from somewhere that a railroad was headed that way. But the rumor subsided, Buckeye went back to sleep, and the big world for got that It was there. Zeke Pollck's general store was the largest in the place. Zeke sold every thing, from onion sets to grindstones, Including whisky barrels of It, from "squirrel" to mellow old Bourbon right from the spigot. A flatwoods man could buy It as he wanted It, from a drink to a jugful, but "furrl ners" had to be Identified to get It In quantities less than a quart an Iden tification quite as exacting, though of a different sort, as that required to borrow money from Simon Colin Which is another way of saying that a man's face went as far in the Flat woods as his note. In the mellow evening of the day following the old banker's collapse over the remarkable letter no syl lable of which had been allowed to get beyond the red-roofed cottage Uncle Nick Willies, a tall, Iron-gray old man with twinkling eyes, sat smoking a qultely meditative pipe In the one chair of the store. It was a vurlegated company that grouped arounij him in the dim half light of the feeble eoal-oll lamp, with Its charred wick and smoke-stained chimney. There was Zeke Pollck, the post master and proprietor of the store, a little old rag of a man; Al Counter man, a one-eyed fisherman, with a complexion like a smoke-dried bacon rlhd; the blacksmith, with his hard arms, and hands so homy they could Village Loafers Were There Aimless, Dolen Drifters Who Had Nowhere Else to Go. hold a piece of iron hot enough to sizzle water. Village loafers were there aimless, doless drifters who had nowhere else to go. Besides these, Loge Belden, said to be s Kentucky mountain man, tall. lanky and just comfortably In hl prime, with a reddish-sandy mustache and goatee, leaned on the end of the counter nearest the door. Little was known of him except that he and his sister had lately mured into an old cabin on one of Simon Colln's farms np at the head of Eagle hollow, and that be had taken the job of clearing the timber from an upland field and waking it ready for the plow. Some said he had been a pearl fisher, others thit he was "wanted" down at Vin censes. The Flatwoods held him at arm's length and waited." "Illcollect Jim Runmildge, don't y'u, Zeke?" Uncle Nick remarked. "Jim Runiiuldge, reckon I do that," piped Zeke's thin voice, as he leaned forward across the counter. "Ain't go'n' t' frglt Mru, nuther, not right soon I ain't. Went off t' M'sourl owln' me a dollar and thirty-four cents, and I never did git it." "Aw, .well, Zeke, don't worry none," Uncle Nick rejoined, "y'u've wormed it outen Borne other pore devil b' this time, more'n likely." The blacksmith slapped his heavy hand down on his thigh, the others laughed, the fisherman's frisky eye twinkled and he swore merrily. Zeke said never a word, but the ex pression In his little rat eyes might have meant any number of things. "Blamedest feller that Jim Rum midge," Uncle Nick went on. "Ther' werdn't nothln' but what him an' that brother SI o' hls'n wus up to when they wus youngsters. Ricollect one Sund'y Jim tuck It Into 'Is head t' yoke up a couple o' calves ol' man Itura mldge was calc'latln' t' save f'r oxen, an' 'e coaxed Si t' play off sick with Mm so'g they wouldn't hat t' go f church. Well, the ol' folks werdn't more'n out o' Bight when up jumps Jim, an' SI right after 'lm, an' they breaks f r the barn-lot f yoke up them yearlln's. "Sh-h-h I" warned Zeke, "hyur comes the parson." Almost with the words, the dapper, nervously alert young preacher en tered the door. In spite of his studi ous air of riper years, he couldn't have been more than six or seven and twenty. The trade-mark of his call ing was hung all over him. His shiny boots, elaborate frock coat, neck stock, high hat and enormous spectacles fairly shrieked schoolmaster. And yet one could not help wonder ing why fate had set such a man as the Rev. Caleb Hopkins to the busi ness of keeping school. Dissociated from all suggestion of theology and chalk, his figure was about all that could be desired In a man height a trifle above medium ; well set up ; lithe and graceful and his face nothing short of handsome, only for a certain air of peering severity. To look at him as he entered the door six feet of lithe young man hood smothering under its ascetic, not to say somber, Investure one would never have guessed that there was anything wrong with his health, and yet that was precisely , what had brought him to the Flatwoods. And. now as he walked past Loge Belden slouched against the counter, he stopped and stood staring curi ously at him. Belden seemed on the point of re senting the look, when the Reverend Caleb quickly turned away, and with a nod passed the group around Uncle Nick and went on to the post office window at the rear of the room. "What d' y'u say we ask 'Im t' g' 'long," whispered Al Counterman to Uncle Nick as the young minister stood waiting for Zeke Pollck to ad just his dirty spectacles on his thin nose, turn up the smoky lamp and laboriously sort over the meager bunch of letters and postcards. "Y'u da'sn't," Uncle Nick answered guardedly. "Watch me, an' y'u'll see whuther I da'st. I ain't a-feared of no parson. "Mr. Hopkins," he called a moment later, stepping In front of the young preacher as he passed toward the door, "a passel of us fellers is goln' a-selnln' up around Alpine Island In the mornin'. I reckon y'u wouldn't like t' go long, n'r nothln', would y'u?" "Who are going, did you say?" "Oh, me an' Uncle Nick, thar,' an' Big Jack Warhope." "I have promised to be at the social tomorrow evening at the schoolhouse, which, I am Informed, Is always held In celebration of the last day of school. Do you expect to return In time for that?" "Aw, we'll be back by noon, easy." "Let me see," pondered the preach er, not willing to compromise his dig nity by appearing overanxious. "This is Wednesday; tomorrow Is Thursday I believe I may safely allow myself this recreation. I shall be most happy to avail myself of your kind Invita tion." The fisherman stood fingering his hat and staring at the door long after the minister had passed out, the twinkle gone from his puckered one eye, a puzzled look on his smoked ba con rind of a face. "Well, I'll be derned! Wouldn't that singe y'ur whiskers I I dunno yit whuther he said 'e'd come 'r not" Uncle Nick threw Ms head back and fairly roared, while the postmaster rumpled up his dry countenance into a half begrudged grin. "Course he said 'e'd come. Whar wus you brung up at, anyhow? Didn't y'u hyur 'im say he'd 'vail hlrase'f of y'ur kind invytation? Course he's calculating t' come. Zeke, we'll haf t' git Al a new spellin' book an' start 'Im t' school next fall." "Well," muttered the fisherman, as liis face cleared and the twinkle came back to his waggish one eye, "all I got t' say Is : he can use up more diction ary a'sayin' yes than any man I ever hear'd. But ain't 'e some looker barrln' that klilln' rig he's hobbled up in?" -. "Most too good-lookln'," piped Zeke. "Aw, dunno, Zeke," Uncle Nick ob served, " 'taln't go'n' t hurt 'lm none. Only drawback I can see Is: It's a pity t' waste all them good looks en a preacher." "Anyhow," put In Al, his rakish eye dancing at Uncle Nick'a remark, "if he wus ngly enough t' tree the devil up a thorn bush, I don't 'low It'd he'p 'is preachin' none. An' I reckon he short must be tome preacher, 'r he wouldn't be where ' Is teachla' la a college that makes preachers. I bet y'u he can cipher plum' through any 'rethmetic you can hand 'lm, an' they say he's posted on purt nigh ever'thlng that's goln' on, 'r ever went on." "That ain't neither hyur n'r there," argued Zeke. ! "That ain't no more'n his duty, an' what the taxpayers back whar'e come from Y payin' 'lm f'r." "Duty 'r no duty," rejoined the fish erman, "it's a dern good Blgn." "All the same," snapped the post master, "if I had a gal which I ain't got, n'a never had I wouldn't want 'er throwed with 'Im like Sime Colln's gal Is, an' she shouldn't be, nuther." "Aw, well, Zeke," drawled Uncle Nick, "If she tuck after 'er daddy In looks, I reckon they wouldn't be no great danger." The raucous laugh that followed from the crowd Jarred the postmaster. "I don't care what y'u say," be shrilled In his high, thin voice, "Texle Colln's got good looks enough, If that's what y'u want. I dunno what Slme Colln's a-tblnkln' about. It ain't like 'Im, t' take in a teetotal furriner that-a-way, preacher 'r no preacher don't keer If 'e was a classmate o' Ken's. That ain't no recommend, nohow beln' a classmate o' Ken's f r he wus as orn'ry as the devil makes 'em. They're boun1 to be throwed t'gether more'n they ough'.t' be." "Ain't much more'n a kid, nuther," the blacksmith remarked, apparently thoughtfully Impressed, as he searched his pockets for a match. "Som'er's around seventeen 'r eight een " The postmaster glanced across at Uncle Nick, as If for confirmation ot his statement. The old man took the Thes Thousan's and Tone o' Thou san's o' Gals That Cayn't Be Drawed On, No Matter What Feller Comet Along. pipe from between his Hps and sat tapping the stem against his thumb -nail. "I 'low y'ur not fur off," he answered meditatively to the postmaster's look. "Big Jack's twenty past, an' I've hear'n say Texle wus three years younger to a day. That would bring 'er right around seventeen 'r eighteen." "An' s'poson' she Is every lick of It," the postmaster went on. "A gal ain't got none toouch sense at eight eenan' ther' ain't no gal but what can be drawed on, If the right feller comes along." ' "Hoi' on thar, Zeke, hoi' on 1" Uncle Nick had been leaning back against a cracker barrel. His chair came down with a bang, and his voice rang like struck metal. "You're goln' a leetle too fur. They's thousan's an' tens o' thousan's o' gals that cayn't be drawed on, no matter what feller comes along. "Ther's a heap more nice gals than men. Ther never wus a bad gal but what ther' wus a bad man first An' after it's over she's done. All en durln' the years t' come her heart has t' be drug in the dust, while the man no, I won't call 'lm man, an' I cayn't call 'lm beast, fr the beasts V clean compared carries 'Is head as high as b'fore. I tell y'u, people hain't never looked at them things right. The man d'serves. t' be Judged accordin' t' the same way the gal Is only more so." A hush fell over the group. The blacksmith sat patting his foot softly on the floor. Presently his calloused hand came down upon ills knee with a sounding slap, while his eyes, dull at most times from long looking Into the forge fire, lighted with the fervor of his feelings. "Good f'r you, Uncle Nick I I agree , with y'u complete. That's my kind o preachin' right t' the p'int." "My sentiments to a hair," chimed in the fisherman. "I alw'ys takes the girl's part an' be d d f the jnan. That's how I lost this eye. It wus when but no matter, I hain't never b'grudged It" The fisherman's lone eye settled Into a vacant stare at a crack in the floor; the hard lines of his face deepened. Could the others have glimpsed back of that seamed and weather-beaten mask, they might have read there the deep graven memory of a day that was dead a dream and an awakening, a romance and a tragedy that had driven him, as the storm drlres the driftwood, with what the world calls a crime slated against him, to bury his life here with bis dog and fishing gear, alone In his bachelor cabin on the river shore. "I 'low y'u mutt '' been mis took about that arm." (TO BE) CONTINUED.)