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Jfatfoma Sail# STtmro INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA. Daily Except Sunday, 25-29 South Meridian Street. Telephones—Main 3500, New 28-351 MEMBERS OF AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATIONS. , . .. . _ _ ( Chicago, Detroit, St. Louis, G. Logan Payne Cos. Advertising offices | y o rk, Bouton. Payne. Burns A Smith, Inc. HAVE YOU been invited to join the Howe for Mayor Club yet? STRANGE, Isn't It, that so much fault should be found with the school board at the same time It is discovered that it will not retain George Hitt as business director? BEFORE making any further efforts to control the city council Mayor Jewett should consider how very handy his lack of control has been when he wished an alibi! GIPSY SMITH says “it takes a lot of courage to stand up with a badge on/* and he might have added that it requires just as much to stand up without one in this community. IT IS SAID plow lands have dropped from $90.01 to $83.78 in average value an acre. This is in about the same proportion as Government lands and indicates real worth despite the decline. The Howe for Mayor Club What appears to be the “real” campaign for the nomination Tor mayor of Mr. Thomas C. Howe, former president of Butler College, got under way yesterday with the announcement, exclusively In the Indianapolis News, of the formation of a “Howe for Mayor” club, similar In all respects to the “Jewett for Mayor” organization that played such a prominent part in the campaign four years ago. The announcement, coupled with the report of an exclusive luncheon at the Columbia Club, cannot help creating the Impression that Mr. Howe Is a candidate of parts. Heretofore, his campaign has been confined almost exclusively to what was known as “selling him to the party workers.” Now, he appears to be making an effort to line up that part of Indianapolis which takes pride in being listed in the “blue book.” The list of charter members of the Howe for Mayor Club resembles closely a recapitulation of the names of those Indianapolis citizens who have been honored with public appointments or have taken an active part In city affairs during the time Mr. Jewett has been mayor of Indianapolis. Conspicuous for their absence are the names of some of the mayor’s most ardent supporters of four years ago, but in their places appear the names of some of the city’s most affable and best known front rank public men, such as F. C. Jordan of the Indianapolis Water Company, which Is now seeking higher rates, and W. O. Lee of the Indianapolis Light and Heat Company, which is now asking nothing. The Republican organization was represented by Charles C. Roemler, who is generally credited with having Induced Mayor Jewett to accept Mr. Howe as his candidate and the mayor waa present at the luncheon In person as well as being represented among the charter members of the club by the majority of his appointees. Among the women who participated In the affair and were quoted as assuring the active participation of the women of Indianapolis In the interests of Mr. Howe was Mrs. Curtis Hodges, wife of the “personal representative” of Richard Smith of the Indianapolis News. She has been active in several other organizations In Indianapolis which were sponsored by the News. This much can be said of the “front" now put forth by the managers of the Howe campaign: It Includes In its make-up some gentlemen of means and high standing in the community who have not heretofore taken a very active part in city politics, such, for example, as Walter Marmon. It Includes practically all the members of the Jewett administration who have held honorary positions and a large sprinkling of those who are holding active jobs. It is an organization, selected from what are generally termed the best families of Indianapolis and as such is one on which Mr. Howe should bg congratulated. The make-up of this list of sponsors of Mr. Howe will do more to Interject the question of “class” in the city campaign than any one thing that can ever be done by either of the other candidates whom Mayor Jewett classes as “undesirable.’* Animus Apparent Threats of Injunction suits, etc., against the school board over its contract with L. A. Snider and Snider & Rotz would carry much more weight with them if the animus were not so plainly disclosed by the chagrined supporters of George H. Hitt, who is about to lose his Job as director of the business affairs of the school city of Indianapolis. But the campaign of misrepresentation and villificatlon that is now being waged against three members of the school board largely through the chimerical “taxpayers’ league,” with Alfred Potts as Its spokesman, is being conducted in entirely too crude a manner to prove Impressive. Mr. Potts, it will be remembered. Is the gentleman who seriously used as an argument against more school buildings in Indianapolis his private Observation that all the great men he had ever known went to school in log cabins. He is the same Mr. Potts who was once delegated to act as “liaison officer” for the street car company and the gas company in Its relations to the public, and he is the vice president of the down trodden gas company, which is now asking a 50 per cent increase in gas rates. Both the street car and the gas companies are heavy taxpayers and naturally are greatly interested in the amount of money they will be compelled to pay for the purpose of providing schoolhouses for the children of IndianapolL; who are now attending school in fire traps and portable buildings. The question of the propriety of the contracts between Mr. Snider and the school board is not difficult of solution. The peculiarity about charges that are now being made concerning them is that they emanate from the Indianapolis News, an institution that pays taxes on approximately $300,000 of property, but was valued In probate court at more than $2,000,000. The News uses as an instrument of attack the chimerical “taxpayers’ league," with Mr. Potts as secretary and James E. Noel of street car fame as attorney. It concludes its “enlightening” treatises of school board matters with an obvious bid for the retention of Mr. Hitt as business director and expects the general public to believe that it is moved only by the most altruistic motives in attacking the integrity of C. E. Crippin, Bert S. Gadd and Mrs. Julia Belle Tutewller. Sympathy is due these three members of the school board, whose gravest mistake to date is that they failed to oust Mr. Hitt when his Incompetency was demonstrated a year ago and by their procrastination gave him an opportunity to rally powerful interests to his support. Now they are confronted with the necessity of enduring unjustifiable abuse or betraying the best interests of the school children of Indianapolis, who are, after all, the real sufferers in the desperate fight of the NewsHltt organization to retain control of the school city’s affairs. Toy Pun 9 s Neutrality A smile is evoked by the action of Toy Pun, a Stockton (Cal.) Chinese farmer, who posted a notice on the telephone pole as follows: “Toy Pun, Mildred Island, is an honest farmer. Does not belong to any tong. Is not looking for any shooting trouble. Tong men, please take notice.- Do not shoot Toy Pun.” The action of the celestial In issuing a proclamation of neutrality was diplomatic to say the least, but even so it got the poster into trouble, for until an Interpreter was found it was thought he was offering a reward for the death of some tong men. This move, so different from what an American would do, adds a charm to the study of the way things are accomplished in the {pr-off land from whence Toy Pun came. There for centuries things have been done Just the other way; the impractical seems to predominate, but the nation has outlived dynasties of crnel rulers and it still thrives. On the other hand, things must look just as strange in America to one accustomed to the older civilization of China. Added to this strangeness, when wonderful, unheard of things occur mechanically, though commonplace to the American, must be the strapge feeling of awful loneliness in a country where the language and the laws are different It is no wonder that an unoffending farmer should proclaim his neutrality If by so doing he could secure immunity from a tong war. A lonesome person In a foreign country often resorts to strange things for protectiom or even, foe amusement.

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TUB map shows the first part cI the west-by-southwest expedition Journey of W. D. Boyce and his search of material for article* and pictures for readers of The Times and his Chicago publications. Sailing from Vancouver. B. (’., Canada, they went to Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands, then to Suva, Fiji Islands, where arrangements were made for a base for later covering the islands east and west of the Fijls. and from Suva they have gone | to New Zealand. j After New Zealand and Australia have been covered, both in articles and photographs, the most Interesting of the thousands of South Sea Islands wiil be visited and explored. A few of these islands are shown on the map. Mr. Boyce’s first article on New Zealand—Nature's Wonderland —will be from Auckland and will be published In The Times tomorrow. The picture shows Mr. Boyce (standing In the center of the automobile), and his son, Ben Boyce (in the rear seat), at the end of the motor road leading to the summit of One Tree hill, the most famous of the elevations surrounding Auckland, New Zealand. It was on this hill that was built one of the must J famous of the Maori pas, or forts, that , of Maungakleki, which was considered ! Invincible until it fell before the prowess | of Te Whaklaaki, a noted chief, and later j

WHEN A GIRL MARRIES A New Serial of Young Married Life —"By Ann Lisle

CHAPTER CLXIII. From the hour Jim refused to see Phoebe's danger I tried to put all thought of it from me. But it wouldn't go. No man as virile and as vital as Put Dalton would conjure up a gossipy, theatrical situation out of nothing. Pat had a real perspective on Evvy and Dick West. What was more, he had observed the altered Phoebe who went about with him, and bo had a inan-of-the-world’s knowledge of that world's viewpoint about the Chinese dJhce hall, where they were taking her. Life ran along smoothly enough, for Jim and I were punctiliously polite to each other, both at home and abroad. If any of the people with whom we dined or went to the theater thought we were too polite they accepted our attitude with a flicker of the same elaborate suavity we showed. Then one morning I had two phone calls. First Terry rang up to say he was in town for the day and that the Missis would never forgive him if ho didn't see her little matchmaker. “I'm asking Virginia, also,” be went on, “and I’ll give Jim and Tony a ring. Then won’t niy Betty get a lot of exciting news though! Make it Carlier’B at once, will you Sister Anne?” I agreed with tempered gladness. It would be splendid to see Terry and to hear all about our Betty. But how would Jim treat Tony? There wasn't much time to brood over that, for hard on Terry's call came one from Put Dalton. “H’lo, Mrs. Jimmie- feeling as fit as usual?’’ he asked breezily.

WOMEN WHO EARN RIG WAGES C® ANITA LOOS (Mrs. John Emerson) Motion Picture Scenario Writer Who is Said to Earn a Salary of SIOO.OOO a Year. Mrs. John Emerson, who writes under the name of Anita Loos, ranks high among the women in America who earn more than $25,000 a year. Mrs. Emerson gained recognition as a dramatic writer, but like many other dramatists, was called into the motion picture industry to devote her motion picture scenarios for one star of the screen and her stories bring A n f a , "Loos her a return said to bo SIOO,OOO a * —— , ri year.

BRINGING UP FATHER.

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was again captured by Hongt, known as the Maori Napoleon. I'pon the summit of One Tree hill is the grave of Sir John Logan Campbell, the Auckland pioueer. To mark the site

“Very fit," I agreed. “Well, then, a wee bit lecture from me wont upset you past enduring. Last night I saw Phoebe at the opening of the new dance club. She sal at the next table. Her crowd was a pretty hilarious bunch in a mighty hilarious place." “Well—what of it?" I Interrupted. “You were there ” “Yes, worse luck, because I've no home to go to, and might not go If I had one." “I'm sorry," I murmured contritely into the black mouthpiece. “Sura you are. We both agree I’m no angel, nor yet an IS-yenr-old baby girl. I hated seeing Phoebe—where I was, and I bated worse hearing her cry out at i o'clock that she was so hungry that nothing but a double, portion of chicken chowmeln would do for her. That meant Chinatown Incense and tea and queer music. Say. Mrs. Jimmie, aren't you going to get busy?” “Yes," I replied, "i'll get busy right away. Was she with Evvy and Mr. West and Sheldon again?" The immediate necessity was -to hurry into my clothes and to rush down to Carlier's. Terry greeted me Joyfully on my ar;ival. “Bless your heart, Sister Anne—you’re the first, as I hoped you'd be! Now, to tell you about a millionth part of what I feel about your—about your—giving me my Betty." “Terry, dear, I didn’t; you Just naturally won her.” "Jove, Anne —what’s the use of onr pretending to en'h other? You did the best part of my wooing for me, and the luck of It Is tlint the misses Is as pleased as

of the old pa three trees were planted in order that one might live. All three survived, but from a distance they present the picture of one huge tree, in keeping with the- name of the hill.

I am. There’s nothing in the world you can ever ask from us and not get. That's absolute!" "I'll fake you up on that some day," I laughed. Then Virginia arrived and only Virginia. Tony had been out of town when Terry phoned and Jim on the floor of the Exchange where he couldn’t be j reached. So we had a cosy little lunch and a gay time guessing how soon it i would be a foursome with Betty also j present. She was still in bed, but next | week Terry was moving her to the bun galow ho had secured- and Terry and Virginia were so gay about it that they sent the cold shivers down my spine. 1 “Anywhere I can take you girl*?" asked Terry, when we had fiuishej our three. I cornered meal. “Yes. to my place.” I said quickly. “I've something to talk over with Virginia." 1 intended to tel] Virginia who It was that had appointed herself Phoebe'* guardian angel.—Copyright, 1821. (To IV Continued.) QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS (Any reader can get the answer to any question by writing THE INDIANA DAILY TIMES i N i'OHMATION 1U It LAI , FREDERIC J. H.VSKIN, DIRECTOR, WASHINGTON, 1). Cl. This offer applies strictly to informa- j tlou. The bureau cannot give advice on legal, medical and financial mat- j ter*. It does not attempt to settle domestic troubles, nor to undertake exhaustive research on any subject. Write your questions plainly and briefly. Give full name and address and enclose 2 cents in stamps for re- j turn postage. All replies are sent j direct to the inquirer.) SIZE OF ANCIENT DISCI'S. Q. What size was the discus and what was It made of? ,T. G. It. A. The ancient discus was of metal or stone and about twelve Inches in diameter. FREE PCBUC HOFSE. Q. What Is meant by a free public house? H. i\ A. This Is an English expression and refers to a tavern not belonging to a brewer, so that the landlord Is free to brew his own beer or purchase from whom he chooses. FSF, op AIR METER. Q. What is an air meter for? K. M. S. A. This is a special form of anemometer designed to measure the flow of air in mine shafts, ventilating ducts, galleries, chimueyg, etc. EI.RERT HI BRARD DROWNED. Q. Was Elbert Hubbard drowned when the Titanic snnk? ' J. B. W. A. Elbert Hubbard, the lecturer and author, lost his life in the sinking of the Lusitania, May 7, 11)15. SHOW BOTTLES. Q. What aro the names given to the red, orange and blue containers that druggists have in their windows? A. M. B. A. These Jars of colored liquid are known as “Druggists’ Show Bottles.”

EMPEROR JONES ‘SHAKES’ HIS JOB Os Being Emperor When He Pulls Fate’s Trigger

By WALTER D. HICKMAN. “This here Emperor's job is sure hard to shake.” When Brutus Jones, emperor of a spot on a West Indian island, which is’ peopled by negroes, utters the confession that it is sure hard to “shake off” his job of being a bogus ruler, I think we have the keynote to Eugene O’Neill’s “The Emperor Jones.” That line uttered in the negro’s vernacular contains the pathos of failure, the abandoned hopes of a brightly painted future, the admission of defeat and, above all, the implied satire on justice. It is the natural expression of a negro who rose from the position of a Pullman porter after “pullin’ off" two murderin’ Jobs and then becoming the bogus emperor over his own people on an island. It implies the grin tragedy—the tragedy which comes to the owner of a troubled conscience. It predicts that only by death can the emperor shake off his job of being an emperor. It tells in one sweeping line the grim tragedy which 'O’Neil has painted in tne conscience of the black emperor. I think that that line, although it sounds like an alley joke, is the crowning thought gem of this discussed tragedy. Last night at the Masonic Temple, an Indianapolis audience witnessed for the first time a local presentation of “The Emperor Jones.” We have the Little Theater Society of Indiana and the splendid directorship of Mr. George Somnes to thank. No legitimate theater in Indianapolis would ever think of presenting this play and New York would never have seen it unless it was first produced by the Provineetown Players. Last night the title role was played by a local negro educator, Mr. Arthur T. Long. The role was originally created by Charles S. Gilpin, a noted negro actor. Mr. Long domniated every scene last night and gave to the role the great beauty of expressive inflection which the part demands. I forgot last night that a local man was playing the role and I surrendered myself to the grim tragedy which was unfolded on the Masonic stage. The cast which presented “The Emperor Jones” as part of the fifth performance of the sixth season of the Little Theater is as follows: Brutus .Tones, emperor.. .Arthur T. Long Harry Sinithers, a cockney trader II. L. Earnest I.em. a native chief M. L. Stevenson An Old Native Woman. Mrs. W. E. Brown Jeff M. L. Stevenson Prison Guard Glenn Campbell, Henry Willis Planter* William Hackemeyer, Thomas Gallagher. Spectators ....Mrs. ,T. D. Peirce, Marjorie Chiles Auctioneer Laurence Ne’dlinger Soldiers, Negro Convicts and Slaves • Blither A. Porter, Alonzo Fields, Bert Boyd. Wilbert Holloway. Congo Witch Doctor Sam Trotcky Crocodile Qod. The play tells the story of Brutus .Tones, who was a Pullman porter In the States, escaping from this country ufter be had killed a man In a craps game and later braining a prison guard with a shovel. The play opeus in the throneroom of Emperor Jones. Harry Smithers, a cockney trader, Is feeling out the emperor concerning what steps he would take if the natives would rise against him. It Is here where the author gets In some natural touches. Emperor .Tonej Is a wise “guy”—wasn’t he a Pullman porter? He got the “coin" in the State* and he grabbed off the “long green" from the treasury of the empire. He stole everything that was loose. He planted the “coin" In a foreign bank and burled food In the forest. In case of sudden flight. lie tells the "white man" thst he Is “wiser” than the fools he rules over. He boasts that only a silver bullet could

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end his life. He boasts that he ki led one man in the States in a craps game and used a shovel to end the Use of a guard. None of the natives could harm lilm. He declares that he Is a Baptist in “good standing” and no hoodoo god of the natives could touch him. He boasts that he has placed his religion on a ohelf and was busy getting the coin. Then some more tine touches. When It is necessary for him to “resign” his emperor Job he will go into the forest, hide until morning and work his way to the coast, where he is sure he can get on a foreign boat. He trusts only two things—his two feet. Kmithers warns him that tlia forest is “dark.” Dark Is thn forest of his imagination. In that forest, the forest of his Imagination, are the forms of the spirits of the murdered craps shooter and the prison guard. He meets them all In the forest and he empties his revolver, except one shot —a silver bullet. As he moves from place to place In the

WHERE IS BETTY?

BETTY COMPSON. It has been more than a year since Betty Compson has been seen In any picture. And it was more than a year ago that she made her sensational success in “The Miracle Man.” This very pretty and talented little actress made her start in slapstick comedy and first came into fame In. “The Miracle Man." Since that time she is reported as making her own pictures for her own company, but none have been seen as yet. It is a shame if Miss Betty does not make good, for she has it in her, or was it the direction or the excellence of “The Miracle Man" which just made her seem so unusual? forest In a mad attempt to dodge the "forms,” the Emperor Bheds his coat, his spurs on his boots and he admits sorrowfully that it is hard to shake the "emperor’s Job.” The “forms” run rampant in the “forest” of his Imagination, and when the Crocodile God comes cut of the rive, at dawn, the Emperor Jones gets rid cf his job by pulling the trigger which plays on tlie chamber containing the silver bullet. “Bang.” Then a crash as his body falls. The emperor has shaken off Ms “job.” A grim tragedy told in a volcanic way. A grim tragedy acted in settings of striking beauty and simplicity. A tragedy performed under the magic lingers of the creative genius of Mr. Somnes. “The Emperor Jones” as presented last night by the Little Theater Society is'but another milestone in the worthy history of dramatic achievements of this organization. -U -l- -IFORMER FOLLIES' STAR NOW ON SILVER SCREEN. Justine Johnstone, at one time a dancer with The Follies. Is playing the chief role in a movie, “The Plaything of Broadway," which opened today at the Alhambra for a three-day engagement. Miss Johnstone has the role of Lola, a petted an<l favored dancer along the “Great White Way,” whose many admirers flatter her to the extent that she believes all men would readily succumb to her charms. She learns of one, a young and handsome physician, who has the

reputation of being Indifferent to women, and who devotes his time entirely to work among the poor. Spurred on by her egotism, she determines to add to her list of conquests. To arouse his Interest In her she aids him in his work, visiting the slum distrets in the guise of a nurse. Then comes a day when she awakens to the realzation that she has fallen In love with him, and sets about in earnest to win him. Her adventures are many and they lead her into many situations. Crauford Kent is leading man for Miss Johnstone. -I- -I- -I----ON VIEW TODAY. Other attractions on view today Include: Ziegfeld Follies at English’s, Beth Berl and dancers at Keith's, Pauline’s Leopards at the Lyric, “Some One 'n the House” at Loew's, combination movies and vuudeville at the Iliaito and Broadway, musical extravaganza at the Park, ’’Passion” at the Circle, “The Devil” at the Ohio, "A Slave of Vanity” at the Colonial, “The Faith Healer” at

the Isis, “While New York Sleeps'* at | Mister Smith's, and “Bare Knuckles” at , the Regent. : -|- -|- -1- ! JOLSON SICK. Mr. Nelson Trowbridge of the Murat announced today that and •’Sinbad” will not play the Murat tonight because Mr. Jolson is announced as 111. Ha has gone to New York. Mr. Trowbridge states that the company arrived here this morning, but as Jolson has no understudy, the show cannot be given tonight It might be possible that Jolson will recover sufficiently to appear Friday and Saturday at the Murat. 57 Reasons for Aiding Library*s Book Fund Drive The shelves of the branch libraries are so empty as to have lost at times nearly all resemblance to a library. With the constantly increasing number of readers and the limited book stock, the books wear out rapidly. It is as impossible to replace the worn-out books as it Is to buy new ones. The branch libraries are pitt- . fully short in every class of books. The acknowledged standard works in sociology, history, economics, literature, political science, finance and education ar* almost totally missing from their collections. Practically no new books of nonfiction have been purchased for them within the last three years. Asa concrete illustration of the book situation in the branch libraries these figures are taken from the November, 1820, report of the Spades Park branch. The number of home readers was 2,750, while the number of books circulated was only 4,420, less than two books per reader. The total number of books at the j branch, Including the number in actual I use. is 9,105, a little over three books for ’ each reader. Imagine the situation when | half the books are out in circulation and i an eager reader finds that he has read I all the Interesting ones which are left—- ! a circumstance which occurs scores of times daily. In moving from the old library building to the new, a large portion of Central Library patronage was lost. A great deal of this patronage was transferred to the branch libraries. These branches were exceedingly unfortunate at this crucial time In having a pitifully Inadequate book stock. In face of an increase last year of 7,591 new readers and an increase in number of books read of 87,501, the already overworked branches are running down hill in book stock at a rapid pace, with less than 500 book additions for each branch per year. Including both children's and adult books. It is Impossible to supply each branch with an up-to-date directory of its own city, sorely needed daily for library and reference use. The most obvious reference books are an equal impossibility. In most of these branches the encyclopedias and dictionaries are so out of date as to be useless as well as inaccurate. The war brought crying needs for automobile and aviation books. The branch libraries were even more handicapped at this critical time than the Central Library. Several of these libraries lie in the very heart of Important Industrial districts. It is a tragic thing to think that with a proper service of new and timely books on industrial subjects, these branch libraries could frequently be of great practical service to neighbor- \ ing industrial plants and their employes. PUSS IN BOOTS JR. By David Cory. "Walt a minute,” said the Princes* to her wicked stepfather who wtls pounding on the castle door, you remember In the last story, “we did not expect you so late!" and she ran down the stairs and opened the doors herself. “I have two visitors upstairs," she said as the angry monarch stepped inside. “What!” he shouted, hoarsely, 'bring them to me. How do I know but what they are enemies?” “Indeed they aro not,” she replied, “as yon will see in five hundred short seconds.” “Puss, come down!” she called, “bring your big friend with you, for I would have you meet the King!” Puss turned to the giant, whose big face was twitching with terror. ““He'll recognize me as sure as eggs Is eggs,” he groaned. “Ha-ha cried the wicked King, turning to the giant, “have I not had the pleasure of meeting you before, my fine friend?” But the giant 6aid nothing, for what could he say? "Have I not met you before?” repeated the King, with a fierce frown. “Methinks you would look better as a pine tree than a hulking giant.” and before the words were fairly out of the King's mouth, a stately pine tree was standing In the courtyard, through which the wind of the early morning made a moaning noise much like the pitiful moaning of the poor late giant. “And you, my little cock-a-too," eentinued the wicked King, turning to Puss, “would look better In a cage!" and tn another minute poor Puss found himself in a wicker cage fastened to the lowest limb of the pine tree. “And now.” cried the wicked King, “where Is your third guest?" The Princess paused a moment. “Oh, the little bluebird,” she exclaimed, “where has she gone?” “No, not the UttTe bluebird, bat he that was the bluebird?" At this the poor Princess became very palex Now, she had hidden her brother the evening before when they had gone to bed, in a closet, hoping to send him away with Puss and the giant the first thing In the morning. “Answer my question!” cried the King, grasping hold of her wrist. The Princess screamed with terror, and her brother, hearing her cry, rushed forward from the closet and down the stairs. Whipping his sword from its scabbard, he made for the cruel tyrant. Alas, that bravery does not always win! It was useless for him to figiit against so experienced a swordsman as the King, and In a short time the poor Prince was severely wounded. And this is not all that this wicked King did. But you must wait for the next story to hear what happened after that.—Copyright, 1921. (To be continued)

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