Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 192, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 August 1917 — IN THE CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

IN THE CITIES

Luxury Wins Saja Petszonk From Real Parents NEW YORK.—Once upon a time little Saj'l Petszonk worshipped some dirty playthings down at the State Charities Ard association, where he was left by his mother, who never went back to claim him. Then later there was a

time when he was dressed like a little prince, and his playthings were new and many. That was after he was adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Leo D. Shire of 41 West Eighty-second street. Then there came a day when his rightful mother claimed him and he was made to give up his wealthy little playmates and his nursery to live at 898 Union avenue, the Bronx, where there were no pretty toys and no nursemaids to wash his hands and face.

But now he is happy again, for he is back at the Shire home, and his name is George Bernard Shire. Little Saja’s mother when she found out her boy was, went to claim him. Mr. and Mrs. Shire wanted to keep him and it was ruled in court that the real mother should keep the child. Later, however, as the result 61 a visit of Saja to the Shire home some time ago, the boy’s parents signed him over to his foster mother. When the papers were drawn up and Saja received his new name he kissed his real mother good-by and then paused, looked at his foster mother. Then with a little smile he ran into her arms. An hour later he was up in the nursery killing miniature soldiers by the dozens and waving an American flag. Fires on Mate, Then Attempts “Hunger Death” LOS ANGELES, CAL. —Fearing that her attempt to end her life by starvation would be successful, friends of Mrs. Harriet B. Berlin, whose husband, Willlam B. Berlin, a private detective, mysteriously disappeared after . recovering from bullet wounds infllct-

ed by the woman, sent her to the psychopathic ward of the county hospital for observation and treatment. She Lad refused nourishment for 16 days and was pining away because of a broken heart. Following a dispute, Mrs. Berlin fired three bullets through her husband’s body in their apartment and turned the weapon against her forehead. Her nerve failed her, she told the police, and she was arrested on a

charge of assault with intent to commit murder. The case was dismissed after Berlin recovered from his wounds. Three weeks after he disappeared from the hotel at Fourth and Main streets and has not been seen since. Mrs. Berlin, after a futile search, went to her room in a downtown hotel and remained a recluse. She refused all assistance and declared to her friends that she would seek starvation. Iler great attachment for her husband, it was stated, caused her heart to break when he failed to return to her. »■— - “At night I see him weeping,” Mrs. Berlin said. “He is not far away, I know} If he does not come back to me I shall dig. We planned to forget the shooting; we started anew, then he went away. He has tortured my soul in his absence as I tortured his soul by shooting him. When the nights come . Tcannot sleep. I have not slept for many da.?s. Come back, BUI! Come back to me!” A Mrs. Berlin, whose beauty attracted considerable attention heretofore, was assisted to an ambulance from the oflice of Captain of Detectives George K. Home at; central station. Site weighs less than 80 pounds and her condition is considered critical. Ohio Cider Maker Finds New Use for. Lime CHARDON, O.—While county farm agents and bureaus for farm welfare have been extolling the merits of lime to their agricultural brethren, it has remained for Ben L. Rhodes, cider maker, buyer for the William Edwards company, and incidentally deputy

sheriff, to find a new use for it. “As a safety for the prevention of the removal of anthracite or. bituminous products by persons who would escape coal bills, it’s a winner,” says? Rhodes, who maintains that the application of it to coal is fully as important and beneficial as ,to land. As before stated, Rhodes is a cider maker, and has a large mill in the western part of the city of Chardon.

Taking time by the forelock, or the coal dealers before another raise, Rhodes ordered a generous supply of the black diamonds. The huge pile, as tempting as an array of diamonds in this day and age, lay in alluring mass in plain sight of all. For some reason, which Rhodes believed entirely explainable, the coal pile seemed to diminish day by day. Neighbors hinted that there might have been women visitors with baskets to the mass of potential heat. Rhodes, the ever resourceful in times of emergency, bought some lime, and with a solution thereof, sprayed his coal pile until it was transformed from a dull black to a dazzling white. Now any chunk that is removed will be conspicuous by Its absence.- Neighbors who can’t go to the Rockies this summer glance out of their windows at the big white pile glistening in the sun, and with a fan, are content. Meanwhile the coal pile is Intact with its suritmer dress of white. Husband Grabs Laurels of Sir Walter Raleigh i . CHICAGO. —There are some" who maintain that the age of chivalry is deader than a doornail, but it seems that is a mistake. Listen to the story of John Skwarek of North Chicago, who-not only qualifies as a model husband,. but also gallops off with the laurels of

Sir Walter Raleigh. Mrs. Skwarek has a flock of geese that are as the apple of her eye. This week they wandered off Into the garden of a neighbor, Joseph Belakey, who caused the arrest of Mrs. Skwarek. This was because the geese did not leave much of the garden. The woman was arraigned before Justice of the Peace Neahaus of North Chicago, ordered to keep the geese at home and fined $2 and costs, with the

fllternativeof going to jail'if she refused to pay. She refused. Here’s where the age of chivalry was revived and the shade of Sir Raleigh stalked. “Three days in Jail,” said the justice, sentencing the woman. Her husband stepped forward. W “Hold,” he said. “Let me go to JailVn the place of my wife. It is my place to face hardships for her.” , - , “It doesn’t matter to us,” said the Belakeys. “It’s all right, as long a» someone suffers for this raid on our garden. The law is the law, and we demand Justice.” - So Skwarek went to jail in place of hie wife. In the evening she came to the jail with a fat basket of lunch, which they ate together.