Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 266, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 November 1917 — Gales of GOTIIAM and other CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

Gales of GOTIIAM and other CITIES

Dorothy’s Adventures in Loopland —Two Chapters CHICAGO. —Little Dorothy Crosby, the wistful and the eighteen years bld, who up to that day, five weeks ago when she-slicked back her hair, pinked her cheeks and lips, bought herself a wedding ring and a

phony three-karat diamond ring and chose for'herself a mythical dreamhusband, had never told a fib in her 1ife......_ - From that day on, she with a languid droop of her eyelids, she has told little else. The gay country called Loopland is a bright spot infested with cabarets, and cocktails. All men are either rich jyoolen merchants, steel magnates, wealthy munition makers, plain millionaires or judges—they all told her

eothemselves,and she belivvetl them. Adventtire and romance spilled ftsel upon Dorothy's gentle head from the moment she seated herself upon the o >- servatlon platform of the Overland Limited in San Francisco, where her mamma lives, and the wheels began to turn. “Oh, oh!” she cried. “My suitcase! I left it on the platform. A gallant bird hopped llghtlv over the brass railing, retrieved the careless suitcase, caught the train and Dorothy Moore, later Dorothy Crosby, was thereby initiated Into the world. The young man was a “millionaire acton and before they got to Chicago he had told her of a hotel where,actor people could live cheaply. . \ But she sidestepped the lure. Dutifully she reported, she says, to the swell home of her aunt and uncle, the Spencer .Crosbys, at Glencoe. .Two days of kids.and two nights of kids and Dorothy went away. Five weeks later she became a connoisseur of cabarets. The rabble in the courtroom listened aghast as she unrolled her stories of the “millionaires she had met. V Alas, the scene changes: . The girl reporter presented herself at the place where Dorothy was staying, behind the bars. Judge Uhllr had said: “Let her sleep tonight behind a window with bars. Forget not that sh tried to throw heiself from a window.” . And so it was. Popular Recruit Bombardedl With Wrist Watches DETROIT The popular recruit is having a hard time getting to rights these days It’s pretty hard to think of a fellow’s cousins—girl cousins, mind you—all separately and individually sending him wrist watches. There is a

little blonde cousin—he hates like the dickens to part with her wrist watch. He knows that she went without a new hat to get it. or else got in bad with father by “boning” him for an extra allowance. •Then there is the black-eyed cousin—poor kid. she certainly must_ have bee# in a heroic mood when she Isent on the wrist watch. For if there is anything that the black-eyed cousin doesn’t like to part with it is her mondy. Then there is the freckle-

faced cousin and the cousin with red hair and the one that turns her toes in. They are all represented by wrist watches, and he wishes with all his heart that he was a centipede or something that he could decorate himself with the whole bunch of them. The popular young recruit who will have,money when he grovs up and who is awfully eligible from every point of view has stacks of leather objects sent to him by the mammas and aunties of promising young girls He has leather wall wallets, traveling cases and leather-backed writing books and traveling photograph frames and portfolios and leather cases contain ng coat hangers, Wousers hangers, etc., and leather shaving cases and playing-card outfits and boot polishing outfits and more andm_ore_of. them. . They «.ome to camp by every mail and as he disinters them from their elaborate tvrappings his somewhat- carping tent mates suggest to him that if the worst < omes to the worst and their boots really do wear out nobody need ever expec; they will get new ones,with sojnuch leather i n the house. Where the Well-Meaning Paola “Got in Bad” NEW YORK. —When the blue-coated representative of the West One Hundredth street police station shouldered his way to the center of the agitation the other afternoon at One Hundred and Fourth street and Amsterdam

avenue he found two persons attracting more attention than for a moment he could subdue. Finally he injected himself into the conversation and learned that one of the oratorical contestants was Mrs. William Hennessy of One Hundred and Tenth street and Columbus avenue, while the other was a youth sixteen years old. His name, said the youth, w r as Paola Martiue, and he was the second deputy assistant of Giovanni' Bertruchhi, before whose sidewalk establishment the

whole affair was happening. “Well, what’s it all about?” asked the policeman. “Wait —one at a time!** “I have been trading here with Giovanni for two years now come next December,” said Mrs. Hennessy, “and I always got what I wanted befcffe. This morning I was on my way downtown to do some shopping and left my vegetable list of what I wanted with this boy for him to send up to the house. Everything was all right except the two baskets of sickle pears that I ordered, and when I saw them I had to come right down and tell him he can’t put that sort of stuff over on me. Just look at ’em !” 7The policeman obediently gazed at the baskets of pears which Mrs. Hennessy had brought back, and even to his unbiased mind there appeared the need for explanation from Paola. “All right, kid,” he said, turning to the lad, “jump In the witness chair and tell your little tale. Why did you send suth rotten pears to the lady?” “But that’s what it said on her list,” wailed Paola. “It said ‘two baskets of sickly pears,’ and I got her the sickliest I could find.” i Carried Off Heavy Furnace in Broad Daylight KANSAS CITS' Three well-dressed, affable strangers with a yellow motortruck borrowed a*v from Mrs. T. W. McGuire, 3305 East .Twentieth street, stole a heavy furnace and all its equipment from Mrs. McGuire and

then returned the key, according to complaint made to the police. Mrs. McGuire’s husband and her two sons have been conducting a sheet metal establishment in a building at 20Q4 Indiana avenue. Recently, however, one of the boys enlisted and later the second was drafted. So McGuire closed, his shop. i The other afternoon a yellow truck and' three men drew up before the McGuire residence, on Twentieth street. The Spokesman explained that

they were electricians and desired to repair the wiring In the p’ace at 2004 Indiana avenue. . Mtjs. McGuire expressed her delight —and gave the man the key. - ;! - A druggist near the Indiana street store noticed three meh with a yellow truck dismantling the big exhibition furnace in the window of the McGuire store, and continued whistling and watching the girls'go by. Sometime later a yellow truck stopped on the corner near the McGuire home and an affable stranger returned Mrs. McGuire a key, telling her the wiring was all "O. K.” Mrs. McGuire thanked him and he left. a Now the police are looking-for three well-dressed strangers, onifc yeljow motortruck and one furnace with accompanying equipment. -■