Indianapolis Times, Volume 33, Number 304, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 April 1921 — Page 4

Jtt&ana STimra INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA. Dally 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 jj, ew \ o rk, Boston, Payne. Burns & Smith. Inc. J. W. FESLER'S “friends” also managed his campaign for him! HAVE YOU been recognized as among the “good people” yet or do you still retain the right to cast your primary ballot as you please? AS THE CAMPAIGN closes we look in vain for the “sinister influences” concerning which we heard so much four years ago. FEDERAL prohibition officers who interfere with the liquor traffic “on the avenoo” will not become very popular with the Jewett administration! IN JANUARY of 1819 the Times, exposed the mayor's garbage plant deal, but it was not until the last of April, 1921, that the mayor got up his “explanation!” IT APPEARS that all that effort to prevent the building of school houses for the children of Indianapolis has collapsed with the final announcement by the State board of accounts that it will not seek to stop the letting of contracts! HAVING FAILED to compel the school board to retain the sen ices of Mr. George Hitt, Alfred Potts is now free to devote his time to an equally successful effort to compel the county commissioners to act in the interest of the mysterious league be says he represents! Frauds of Yesterday! In this quarrel among the Republicans of Indianapolis as to who is ; honest and who is not honest, the Times naturally has no more interest than the truthful reporting of public utterances and actions that grow out of the controversy. Long ago this newspaper presented to its readers the undisputed evidence of primary corruption about which Mr. Jewett and Mr. Bookwalter are now arguing. Long ago it endeavored, in the belief that justice could be done in this community, to lay the facts before the proper authorities for investigation. I In the effort to move recreant public officials to the performance of their duty to punish the miscreants who corrupted the last city primarj, the Times had neither the support nor the sympathy of Mr. Jewett or Mr. : Bookwalter. Mr. Jewett was the willing beneficiary of the election corruption of which complaint was. made. Mr. Bookwalter was not then Interested in a clean ballot box. Now that the statute of limitations has expired these two very good Republicans are engaged in a moot' controversy, not over the questiqn of whether fraud was committed, but over the question of who committed it It is almost as entertaining as the speech of a Democrat this week in which he deplored that the "people of Indianapolis did not know there was Kiud in the primary four years ago.” W Asa matter of fact there is. In the Circuit Court of Marion County, a Judgment proclaiming fraud, there is an official protest on the part of a grand jury against being adjourned without opportunity to investigi e\i-j dence of fraud. Columns oi newspaper space was devoted to the uncovering of evidence concerning these frauds and that part of this community that was not steeped in prejudice and misled by a hypocritical newspaper j well knew that there was fraud. Today, these smothered frauds that stard as a black spot on the party records of the Repub'icans'of Indianapolis, are of interest only as showing what ha3 been allowed to go unpunished and what may be repeated next, ■week. ! We honor Mayor Jewett for having the courage to defy Mr. Bookwalter to name “the man or men he threatens to expose,” but we cannot under-j stand why he should confine the defy to Mr. Bookwalter. Why doesn't he defy Henry Fleming to tell the truth concerning the 'primaries? Defamation and Coercion! “GOOD people, the city over, who have the welfare of their home at heart, are uniting to support Mr. Howe. ’ —lndianapolis News. Is the foregoing statement, which appeared in the Indianapolis News April 2jLa defamation of the thousands of good citizens of this city who are not supporting Mr. Thomas C. Howe for the Republican nomination for j mayor? Is it a plain attempt, through the drawing of a line between Howe supporters and supporters of other candidates and declaring the Howe supporters the GOOD people of Indianapolis, to make the price of being designated as a good citizen the support of the News picked candidate? Caleb S. Denny, former mayor, former head of the Good Citizens Leagu* former head of the Indianapolis Church Federation and a citizen against whom no criticism of character has ever been raised, is not supporting Mr. Howe. Does that fact take him outside the classification with “GOOD people.” Boyd M. Ralston, brother of former Governor Samuel M. Ralston, and himself a reputable business man of Indianapolis against whom no one has ever raised a question of honesty or integrity is not supporting Mr. Howe. Does he thereby lose his right to be regarded as one of the GOOD people of Indianapolis? Are the thousands of Democrats in Indianapolis who are not “uniting to support Mr. Howe” therefore to be classified as other than GOOD people? The pastors of the several churches of Indianapolis have an organization which in years gone by has not hesitated to go on record against a moral menace to Indianapolis. This organization is not ‘uniting to support Mr. Howe.” Are the ministers not among the GOOD people of Indianapolis? There are nearly one hundred civic organizations in Indianapolis whose members are all pledged to the support of the welfare of Indianapolis. Not one is “uniting to support Mr. Howe." Are these organizations beyond consideration as among the GOOD people of Indianapolis? The climax of villiflcation and slander has been reached In the community when a newspaper whose management has already admitted deceiving the public for years as to its ownership, attempts to class the Citizens who refuse to be coerced by it in the exercise of their franchise as outside the class of GOOD people! Recognition It is refreshing to have a peace-time hero, in these days after the war, and it is well to know that the Government will not always forget brave actions, In spite of politics and technicalities. Seventeen years ago a gunner in the Navy flooded a magazine on a battleship and 6aved it from destruction. An explosion had killed thirty men and fire raged in the adjoining room when the gunner took this action. The law prevented any recognition becaus the hero was a petty officer and It provided only for enlisted men to receive any reward for such actions. /*. So sixteen years passed before Congress enabled the President of the tjnited States to pin the congressional medal of honor on the gunner—giving him the Nation's highest award for valor. T Usually it is the second or third generation that recognizes anything of valor or as deserving special praise, unless it occurs in time of war and there is a special duty of someone, charged with the recording of great deeds. Too often flowers are sent to a funeral when they should ljave shown appreciation to the living. There is a trait of human nature that few try to overcome, which realises to express any thanks or acknowledgment to the other fellow. Sometimes this is excused on grounds of alleged conservatism, on the theory that an unworthy person might receive them, or that if too freely bestowed, thanks-would be too common. These are but poor excuses and on reflection are unworthy. Charity should not be withheld because some are unworthy—our schools must not be limited on account of the lack of desire on a few pupils part tor an education, nor can differences be made in hospitals in the worthy patients' care. So, “thanks and thanks, still thanks” should be bestowed as long as an occasion appears or seems to be presented. The giving of an appreciation, even if it takes an act of Congress, never makes the giver poorer but does enrich the recipient.

The Flag Paramount

By O. HENRY

miral, prompt at his spot of waiting, leaped across the room to receive It. The message was handed to him. Slowly spelling it out, he found It to be his first official order—thus running^ “Proceed Immediately with your vessel to mouth of Rto Ruiz: transport beef and provisions to barracks at Alforan. Marines, General.” Small glory, to be sure, In this, his country’s first call. But it had called, and joy surged in admiral’s breast. He drew his cutlass belt to another buckle hole, roused his dozing crew, and in a quarter of an hour “El National" was tacking swiftly down coast in a stiff landward breeze. The Rio Ruiz is a small rlTer, emptying into the sea ten miles below Coralio. That portion of the const is wild and solitary. Through a gorge in the Cordilleras rushes the Rio Kui*. cold and bubbling, to glide, at last, with breadth and leisure, through au alluvial morass into the sea. In two hours “El Nacional" entered the river’s mouth. The banks were crowded with a disposition of formidable trees. The sumptuous undergrowth of the tropics overflowed the land, and drowned Itself in the fallow waters. Silently the sloop entered there, and met 1 a deeper silence. Brilliant with greens and ochres and floral scarlets, the umbrageous mouth of the Rio Ruiz furnished no-soiiud of movement save of the sea going water as it purled against the prow of the vessel. Small chance there | seemed of wresting beef or provisions ; from that empty solitude. The admiral decided to cast anchor, j rfud. at the chain's rattle, the forest was stimulated to Instant and resounding uproar. The mouth of the Rio Ruiz had ouly been taking a morning nap. Parrots and baboons screeched and barked in the trees: a whirring and a hissing and a booming marked the awakening ; of ahimal life: a dark bine bulb was visible for an instant, as a startled tapir fought bis way through the vines. The navy, under orders, hung in the mouth of the little river for hours. The crew served the dinner of sharks' fln soup, pinintalns, crab gumbo and sour wine. The admiral, with a three foot telescope, olosely scanned the impervious foliage fifty yards away. It was nearly sunset when a reverherafinar 'halio-o-o!” came from the forest to their left It was answered : and three men. mounted upon mules, crushed through the tropic Jungle to within a dozen yards of the river’s bank. There they dismounted; and one, unbuckling his belt, struck ea-h mule a violent hlow with his sword scabbard, so that. they. | with a fling of heels, dashed back again | into the forest. Those were strange-looklng men to be eonveying beef and provisions. One was a Irrge and exceedingly active man, of striking presence. He was of.the pur- j est Spanish type, with curling, gray- j besprinkled, dark hair. blue, sparkling eyes, and th pronounced air of a cnhallero grande. The other two were small, brown-faced "men. wearing white military uniforms, high riding hoots snd swords The clothe* of all were drenched, bespattered and rent by tho thicket. Some str-ss of circumstance must have driven them, diahle a quatre, through flood, mire and Jungle. “O he! Senor Aimirante.” called the large man. “Pend to us your boat." i The dory was lowered, and Felipe, with one of the Caribs, rowed toward the left bank. The large man stood near tho -water’s brink, waist deep In the curling vines. ! As he gazed upon the scarecrow figure in the stern of the dory a sprightly interest beamed upon his mobile face. Months of wa -eless and thankless g“rr- 1 |ce had dimmed the admiral’s splendor ITIs red trousers were patched and rag-red. Most of the bright buttons Snd yellow braid were gone from his Jacket. The visor of his cap was fern. nnd depended almost to his eyes. The admiral’s feet were hare. “Dear Admiral." cried the large man. j and big mice was like a blast from a horn. "I kiss your hands I knew we could build upon yonr fidelity. You bad bur dispatch from General Sfarrinez. A i little nearer with your boat, dear Ad- ! miral. Upon these devils of shifting vines we stand with the smallest security.’’ Felipe regarded him wi-h a stolid face. : “Provisions nnd beef fjr the barracks at Alforan " he quoted. “No fault of the butchers, Almirnnte mlo. that the beef awaits you not. But you are come in time to save the cattle. Get us aboard your vessel. senor. at once. You first, cabal'eros—a prlesa! Gome back for me. The boat is too small ." The dory conveyed the two officers to the sloop, and returned for the large man. ‘Have yon so gross a thing as food, good Admiral?” he cried, when aboard. “And. perhaps, coffee? Beef and pro-; visions! Nombre do Dios! a little longer and we could have eaten one of those mules that you. Colonel Rafael, saluted so feeing!}- with yotir ewer 1 scabbard: at parti: g Let us have food; and then we will sail for the barracks at Alfor an—no ?” The Carihs prepared a meal, to which the three pas .engers to “El Nacional" S' r themselves with famished delight. 1 About sunset, as was Its custom, the breeze veered and swept back from the mouata'ns, cool and steady, bringing a taste of the stagnant lagoons and mangrove swamps that guttered the lowlands. Tho mainsail of tha sloop was hoisted and swelled t* it, nnd at that moment they heard shouts and a waxing clamor from the bosky profundities

of the shore. “The butchers, my dear Admiral,” said the inr-j-e -nan, sinllllng. "too late for the slaughter.” Further thnn his orders to his crew, the Admiral was saying nothing. The topsail and Jib were spread, and the j sloop gilded out of the estuary. The large man and his companions had bnkto wed themselves with what comfort they could about the bare deck. Belike, the thing big In their mlnda had been their departure from that critical shore; and now that the hazard was so far re- : duced their thoughts were loosed to the consideration of further deliverance. But when they saw the sloop turn and fly tip coast again they relaxed, satisfied with the course the admiral had taken The large man sat at ease, his spirited blue eyes engaged in the eon tenipiation of the navy's commander., He was trving to estimnto this sombre and fantastic lad, whoso impene-

trttble stolidity puxxled him. Mlmsalf a fugitive, his life sought, and chafing under the smart of defeat and failure, It was characteristic of him to transfer Instantly his interest to the study of a thing new to him. It was like him, too, to have conceived and risked a’ll upon this last desperate and madcap scheme —this me sage to n poor, crated fanatlco cruising about with his grotesque uniform and his farcical title. But his companions had been at their wits’ end ; escape had seemed Incredible; and now he Was pleased with the success of the plan they had called crack-brained and precious. The brief, tropic twilight seemed to slide swift.lv into the pearly splendor of a moonlit night. And now tho lights of Corallo appeared, distributed against the darkening abore to their right. The admiral stood, silent, at the tiller; the C'arlhs like black pauthers, held the fleets’ leaping noiselessly ut his short commands. The three passengers were watching intontly the sea before them, and when at length they came In sight of the bulk of a steamer lying a mile out from the town, with her lights radiating deep into the water they held a cudden and voluble and close headed converse The sloop was speeding as if to, strike midway between ship and shore The lar:' man suddenly separated fr u" his companions and approached the scarecrow at the helm. ■ \lv dear admiral, hs said, the gov | eminent has been exceedingly remiss. 1 feel all the shama for It that only Its Ignorance of your devoted service has prevented It from sustaining. An inexcusable oversight has been made. Aves eel uniform and a crew worthy of your fidelity shall be furnished you. But ; just now. dear admiral, there Is business of moment afoot. The steamer lying j there is the ‘Salvador.’ I and my friends , I desire to be conveyed to her, where we; ere sent on the government’s business. ; 1 I'm us the favor to shape your course ae- : cordingl.v." Without replying, the admiral gave a sham comma: and and put the tiller hard j to port. ‘‘El Naclonal’’ swerved and i headed straight as an arrow’s course for I the ahpre. “Do me the favor,’’ said the large man,

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a trifle restively, “to acknowledge, at least, that you catch the sound of my words.” It was possible that tlia fellow might be lacking in senses as \cll as intellect. Tha admiral emitted a crowing, harsh laugh, and spake: “They will stand you.” he said, “with your face to a wall and shoot you dead. That is the way they kill-traitors. I knew you whan you stepped into my boat. I have seen your picture in a book. You are Sabas I'lacido, traitor to your country. With your face to a wall. So, you will die. I am the admiral, and I will take you to them. With vour face to a wall. Yes.” Don Sabos half turned and waved bis hand, with a ringing laugh, toward his fellow fugitives, “To you, Caballeros. I have related the historv of that session when we issued that OI so ridiculous commission. Os a truth our Jest has been turned against, us. Behold the Frankonstein’s monster we have* created!'’ J^ or ] glanced toward the shoro. and he lights of Corallo were drawing near. He could see the beach, the warehouse of the Bodega Nacional, the long, low cuartel occupied by the soldiers, and, behind that, gleaming in the moonlight, a stretch of high adobe wall. He had seen men stood with their faces to that wall and shot dead. Again he addressed the extravagant, figure at the helm. “It is true," he said, “that T am fleeing the country. But, receive the assurance that I care very little for that, t ourts and camps everywhere are open to Sabas Pincldo. Va.va! what is this molehill of a republic—this pig's head of a country—to a man like me?”-I am a paisa no of everywhere. In Rome, in London, in Paris, in Vienna, you will hoar them say: 'Welcome back. Don Sabas.’ Come— -tonto - baboon of a boy -Admiral, whatever you call yourself, turn your boat. Put us on board the ’Salvador,' and here is yonr pay fire hundred pesos in money of the Lstados i'ntdos —more than your lying government will pay you In' twenty years." Don Sabas pressed a plump purse against tho youth a hand. The admiral gave no heed to the words or the movement. Braced against the helm, he was holding the sloop dead on her shoreward course. His dull face was lit almost to intelligence by seme Inward conceit that seemed to afford him joy. and found utterance In another parrot-like cackle. „ “This is why they do it.” he said - ’ so that yon will not see the guns. They file-boom!—and you fail dead. With your face to tho wall. Yes.” The admiral railed a sudden order to his crew. The lithe, silent Caribs made last the sheets they held, ami slipped down thehatchwa.v into tho bold of the sloop. When tho .ast one had disappeared, Don Sahas, like a Mg, brown leopard, leaped forward, elosed and fas tened the hatch and stood, smiling. "No rifles, if you please, dear admiral," be said. It was a whlmsev of mine once to compile a dictionary of the Cnrlb lengua So I understood your order. Perhaps nod- you will ’• He cut short bis words, for he hetird the dull “swish" of iron scraping along fin. The admiral had drawn the cutlass of Pedro I.afitte, and was darting upon him. The Made descended, and it was only by a display of surprising agility that the large man escaped, with ouiy ii bruised shoulder, the glancing weapon. He was drawing his pistol m as sprang and the uext instant he shot the admiral down. Do n Sabas stooped over him, and rose again. “Iu the heart,” he said briefly. “Senores, tne Navy lg abolished." Colonel Kafuei sprang to the helm, and tie other off! er hastened to loo*.the mainsail she-ts Tho boom swung round; ’EI Nacional” veered snd begun to tack industriously for the "Salvador." "Strike that flag, senor." called Colonel Rafael. "Our friends on the steamer will wonder why w e are stilling under it " "Weil said,’’ cried Don Sabas. Advancing to the must he lower-d t:.e flag to the deck, where lay its too loyal supporter. Thus ended tho minister of war’s little piece of after dinner droßerv, and by the same hand that be*nn it. Suddenly Don Sabas gave a groat cry of Joy and ran down C.e slanting deck to the able of Colonel Rafael. A' ro ,s Ids arm he carried the flag of tha extinguished navy. “See,” he cried, stroking the flag, "already can I hear that great bear of au Oestreicher shout. ’Du hast mein herz gehrochenMire! Os my frlen l, llorr Grunitz of Vienna, you have l.oarl tne relate. That man line traveled to Ceyl <n for an orchid to Patagonia tor a hind dress—to Buna res for a slipper to Mozambique for a speurhead b> a id to his famous collections. Thou knowest. also amigo Rafael, that I have been a gath erer of curios. My coilectii u ■ f hat 1flags of the world s navies was the in *t complete in existence uttll last year Then Herr Gruuitx secured two, O! such rare specimens. One of a Barbnry state, and one of the Mukarooroos, a tribe on the west coast of Africa. I have not those, but they can tie procured. But this flag, senor •! • you know what it is? Name of O *d! do you know? S'*e that red cross upon the blue urid white ground! You never saw it before? Seguramente no. It is tho naval flag of

KEEPING HOUSE WITH THE HOOPERS

(The Hoopers, an average American family of live, living In a suburban town, on a limited income, will tell the readers of the Daily Times how the liany present-day problems of the home are solved by working on the budg*t that Mrs. lfooiier ha* evolved and found practical. Follow them dally n an interesting review of ti.eir home life and learn to meet the conditions of the high cost of living with them.) BATIRPAY. As the result of Mrs. Hooper's Industry In the evenings, when Henry read the papers, and magazines aloud to her, Helen's four little dresses had been finished and hung on their bangers in her closet in place of the winter one l that had been folded away for use again or put in the sewing bag to be ripped and used for Betty. There were three wash dresses for school and week days, and a soft

NINTH WEEK. WEEKLY STATEMENT FROM MRS. HOOFER’S ACCOUNT BOOK. Budget Received Henry's Salary $50.00 Paid out. Balnuec.Surplus. Shelter $6.00 Nothing. $6 00 SSO 50 Food ‘20.00 Meat $3.50 Dairy Supplies 3.75 Fish 1.05 Vegetables and Fruit.. 3.96 Groceries 3.90 Ice 1.00 Henry's lunches 2.50 Clothing 7.00 Two hats for Helen—s3.so Shoes for Helen 2.50 Operating Exp. 9.00 Household Supplies.... 3.40 6.60 43.30 Advancement... 300 Helen’s dancing lessons .50 Church 25 Newspapers 25 Saving for Life Ins. I’rem... 5.00 Nothing. 5.C0 40.00 $50.00 $30.05 $19.95 $50.00 —Copyright, 1921.

rose-colored pongee silk for church and for the few occasions that she went away from home. This with same shade of rose, trimmed with just a plain band of black velvet, completed her outfit for best. The two made-over dresses from last season, the lightweight coat of gray that would be- finished next week, u white straw shade hat for school and tho little wash hat to wear with the checked gingham, the party dress which she wears to dancing school, three sets of underclothes i—two of cotton crepe and one of cambric !—two pairs of cotton crepe bloomers and a pair of school shoos bought In the fall was the stun total of all the clothes that Helen would have until fall. With her little w'ardrobe completed, Mrs. Hooper 'gave Helen to understand that with the exception of the black patent leather belt for the rose-colored

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yonr country. Mire! This rotten tub we stand upon is its navy—that dead cockatoo lying there was its commander —that stroke of cutlass and single pistol shot a sea battle. All a inece of absurd foolery, I grant you—but authentic. There has never been another flag like tilts, and there never will be another No It is unique in the whole world. Yes. Think of what that means to a collector of flags Do you know C'oronel rnio. how many golden crowns Herr Grunitz would give for this flag? Ten thousand, likely. Well a hundred thousand would not buy it. Beautiful flag! Only flag! Little devil of a most heaven born flag O be! old grumbler beyond the ocean. Wait till Don Sahas coin 's again to the Konigin Strasse He will let you kneel and touch the folds of it with on finger. O-he! old spectacled ransacker of the world!” Forgotten was the Impotent revolution, the danger, the loss, the gal! of defeat. Possessed solely by the* lnordinato and unparalleled -passion of the collector, he strode up and dowu the littlo deck, clasping to his breast with one hand the paragon of a flag. He snapped his fingers triumphantly toward the east. He rhouted tne paean to his prize in trumpet tones, as though he would make old Grunitz hear In his musty den beyond the sea. They were waiting, on the "Salvador,” to welcome them. The eloop came clove alongside the steamer where her sides were sliced almost toffhe lowor deck for the loading of fruit. The sailors of tho • Salvador'' grappled and held her there. Captain McLeod leaned over the side “Well, senor, the Jig !g up. I'm told." “The Jig is up?" Don S-aflas looked perplexed for a moment. “That revolution— ail, yes!" With a • rug of hi* shoulders ho dismissed the matter The captain learned of the escape and the Imprisoned crew “Caribs?" he said: "No harm in thorn " He flipped down Into the sloop and kicked loose the hasp of the hatch. The black fellows came tumbling up, sweating hut grinning. “lley! Mck hoy:" said the captain. In a dialect of his own: “yon as be, catchy bout and vamos back same place quick." They saw him point to themselTes, the sloop and Corallo. "Yas, ya!" they cried, with bruudfr pries and many node. The sou Saba*. the two officer* and the captain-—moved to quit the sloop. Don rtabaa lagged a little behind, lock ir.g at tha etui form of the late admiral, sprawled In his paltry trappings. “Polraelto loco,” he said softly. lie was a brilliant cosmopolite and a cognoscente of high rauk; but, after nil. ho was of th* same race and blood and Instinct as this people Even av the simple paisa’.ios of Corallo bad said it, so said Don Sabas Without n smile, ho looked, and said, “The poor little crazed one!" Stooping, he raised tho limp shoulders, drew the priced*** ng?d inilnplicablo flag under them nr.d over tho breast, pinning it there with the diamond >tar of tho Order of Pan Carlos that lie took from tho collar of his own coat. He followed after the others, and stoo l with them upon the dock of the “Salvador." The sailor* that steadied “El Nacional" shoved her off. The Jab boring Carihs haulol away at the rigging; the sloop headed for the shore. And Herr GrJnitx’a collection of naval flags was still the finest In the world. CUTTING AI-.FAI.FA. Q. When should alfalfa be cut for hay? M. E. It a Alfalfa should bo cut when the next crop of shouts begin to appear at the ground. These young plants come up usuttlly about blooming time.

dress, which could also be worn with the others, she would have nothing new until winter, and that she would be expected to take care of her clothes and shoes and keep them looking fresh nnd smart ns long as possible. Stains or tears due to accidents were to be attended to at once, and buttons and hooks and eyes replaced as soon ns they came off. Mrs. Hooper was most insistent on this “care” of slothes. Butting Roger in shape for the summer would be much simpler thnn outfitting Helen, as the details of hi* clothes requires less thought, but dressing him was growing more expern'.ve as time went on. Still Mrs. Hooper looked hopefully at the prices of boys’ suits ns quoted iu tho newspapers, and they were certainly very much cheaper than they had been for a long time. After lunch-

eon she and Henry sauntered through the shops and decided that Roger's new suit could he forthcoming next week. The menu for Sunday Is: BRKAKFA ST. . Grape B’ruit Cereal Kidneys and Bacon Hot Rolls Coffee DINNER. Cream of Celery Sjjjffp Chicken,JS'le . New Potatoes Carrots and ?eas Ice Cream with Plueapple Sweet Pickles Banana Shortc^M|||&

Rides Only ‘Grownup’ Horses

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Harriet Hodgini, who Is said to be the world’s youngest bareback rider, will be one of the features of Sells-Floto circus, which will exhibit in Indianapolis next Thursday at Beimont avenue and Washington street. “Baby” Hodgini is a member of the famous Hodgini family of riders. The little lady insists that she he given “grownup” horses to ride.

WHEN A GIRL MARRIES A New Serial of Young Married Life~

CHAPTER CCI. It wasn't until Saturday morning that I had any way of guessing whether or not a week-end spent with tin? Cosbys would be pleasant. Friday evening w-as taken up In motoring to the Inlet House, dining there and getting settled. That evening was too busy and rushed to have any particular flavor of its own—pleasant or otherwise. 1 woke Saturday morning with that queer feeling of uncertainty that generally greets one in a strange bed. The room was steeped in gray, yet the hush of early morning wasn't over the world. Lifting myself on one elbow 1 peered at Jims watch dangling from its chain looped over the head-board of his bed. Nine. Not early a bit. Everything seemed horribly depressing. Yet I had known gray days in the country before. Days of sf-wing and going bustling about the household tasks. Days spread out happily toward an evening of npplos and nuts and cider, with a little stocking-darning and patching and reading of new-s aloud to make everyone cosy and cheery. But I didn't fool myself about this day. It would be nothing like those 1 remembered to longingly. * Before I was dressed Valerie Cosby telephoned that I must breakfast with her In her room, since Lane insisted that he and Jim would shoot a little pool after they'd had breakfast dowu iu the grill and had real the papers. Now breakfast in any bedroom is a pet aversion of mine. But "hen .ts someone else* bedroom words fall me, but Ideas don t. I knew what Jim expected of me, however, so I accepted with my best Imitation of alacrity. 1 found Valerie propped up on three of foilr pillows She was dressed in a shadowy affair, of yellow chiffon and swansdown. But her room wn< strictly In negligee. Neglected would be more like It. Bits of lingerie were flung over chair back* and across bureau tops. Boxes of powder spilled amid brushes and mirrors and amber moaogrammed in gold. Cigarette stubs nnd co!d cream shared a window sill. The covers on what was evidently Ine Cosby's bed were crumpled in a mass with pajamas and two or three pairs of rtuosers flung across them. “I ordered for both of us. Chocolate and rolls. Soft-boiled eggs and griddle cakes," said Valerie Cosby luxuriously. "1 didn't know Just , how much of a breakfast you made. But If we hail a good meal now we won't want anything till tea. That’s tha way I keep my weight right without dieting." “That will he plenty," I managed to say. 1 made a sorry enough breakfast. Valerie’s little dog, Kamnil, had come along and she put the tiny little white rat of a toy Egyptian on the edge of the tray to lap up tlie vegetable and meat scraps. Thlß for me was the last straw.

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SEW-BAPTISM. Q. Can a person baptize himself? O. I. T. A. This has been done. Tho Separatists in England under the leadership of John Smith went to Amsterdam, where In 1609 they founded a church based on the principle of baptism of believers only. John Smith baptized first himself and then his followers. DIFFERENCE IN EQI’ATORR. Q. What Is the difference between the celestial and the terrestrial equator? N. M. I. A. The celestial equator is the great circle which would be cut out on the sky by extending the plane of the earth's equator. 'fTm terrestrial equator is the great circle on the earth’s surface, half way between the poles, which divides the earth into the northern and southern hemispheres. ROME—“THE ETERNAL CITY.’’ Q. Where Is “The Eternal Cit?" L. M. H. A. This term Is frequently applied to Home, which was known even In ancient times as Roma Immortalis. REMEDY FOR HEAD LICE. Q. How can one get rid of lice? My two small children who go to school have them. Please suggest something that will not change the color of their hair. F. C. A. The head louse is destroyed by, washing the. hair with a mixture equal parts of kerosene and vinegar, eate be- 1

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Then I had to stay In the room while Valerie went through a long intricate toilette that kept us housed in her unaired room unt'l 12 o’clock. By the time she was ready to go downstairs I had a raging headache jjnd it didn’t improve a bit when 1 saw my own drab reflection in the mirror elevator as we went down to the lobby, Nor did Jim s first words of greeting lift any of the storm clouds from my day. “Look who’s here"’ he cried. “The j good fairy who'll chase the rain away. 1 Valerie Cosby, you're the tlr-t woman I've ever seen who actually Is more radiant iu the morning than at night." "It’s this ffttle green and gold batik smock." explained Valerie, with a manner two parts complacency and the other part intimacy. “I knew you'd Uk# It. Shull we kll the day with a little session of poker? Os course you've found a few u.eu to play, Cosby?” I’d never heard a woman call her husband by his surname before, and Valerie caught my surprise and dragged it into the limelight. "Jim. your wife’s shocked. Is it the poker—or my calling my big brown bear ‘Cosby?’” she ventured in her creamy voice. "Oh, Anne’s a Puritan —but shell learn," said Jim, leaning across her chair back so that his Ups came close to the burnl shed waves of her lacquer-black hair. “YTII you chip in on a little poker, Anne?" “I don’t play- and I’ll spoil the game," I said with what I meant to be the manner c* a good sport. ’ i’ll ha all right—--111 find a magazine. Shall I meet you bore for lunch In an hour or so?” "Lunch? When Just breakfasted!” exclaimed Valerie in an am iyl voice that made nie feel like a terrible greedy. “Oh, well be playing till six, won’t we?” “Os course,” said Jim. smiling at her —snd turning to me with the crease between his eyes Just showing, added, "I’d like to speak to you a minute, Anne.” He led me aside under the unwavering eyes of Valerie Cosby ar.d said in n low, angry voice: “Why don't you at when other folks do* If you want lunch, order it in your room and pay for it. Tou know we re gue-.ts and we can hardly suggest meals our hosts don’t But 1 heg of you, Anne, just, for this once, don’t insist on having everything your own way.” I thought of that dreadful breakfast for which 1 hadn't been offered a slugle choice of my own. Yet I didn’t answer Jim because my voice couldn't nave found a way to force itself out of my throt. With a start 1 realized that I was thinking about the petty annoyances of the day. and pn-slng by the big trouble that had once worried me so. Jim was preparing to gamble again. Didn't J | care?— i (To He Continued.)

ing taken that it does not run down over the face or neck. The vinegar dissolves the sticky substance which binds the nits to tha hair and the kerosene kills the lice. Gasoline Is as effective as kerosene, but its inflammability is much greater than kerosene. The danger of burning a patient should be. borne In mind, and the patient should be\outdoors at the time of application, and remain outside until the hair becomes dry. applications at intervals of two or three days are required, ns the nits, or eggs, are hard to kill. The above preparations, if carefully used, should not change the color of the hair. CORRECT PRONUNCIATION. Q. How is the word Chihuahua pronounced ? and .D. C. A. Tills word, which is the name of a state Iu old Mexico, and its capital, and also of a species of small dogs. Is pronounced Clie-wa-wa. LEAGUE OF NATIONS AUTHORS. Q. Who drew up the League of Nations? E. AY. L. C. A. Ns. one person formulated the League of Nations covenant. General Smuis of South Africa, and former President AA’llson, probably din more than any others, but the opinions and idea* of many persons were incorporated.

E. W. HOFFMAN B. & O. CHIEF Is Superintendent of Northwest District. E. W. Hoffman, who In 1908 was general yardmaster of the Clncinflfctl, Indianapolis & Western Railroad in Indianapolis, has been appointed general superintendent of the northwest district of the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad, accojding to an announcement made by officials of tile road today. In 1913 Mr. Hoffman became superintendent of transportation In Indianapolis. Later he -was assistant superintendent of the Toledo division, being promoted to assistant superintendent of transportation of Wie southwestern lines June 1, 1917. lie became superintendent of the Ohio division Feb. 1, 1918. superintendent of the Chicago division Sept. 1, 1918, and advanced to general superintendent of the Chicago terminal Aug. 1, 1920. ' j Air. Hoffman will succeed fC. A. Peck, who will become superintendent of the Pennsylvania district.

SCORPION CREW FIRST TO SPILL GERMAN BLOOD (Continued From Page One.) ly lrftent upon ramming It. But the British were too quick, and whA_ the Turks reached the point where the submarine had been, it was no longer there —submergence had carried It to safe depths. All the harbor police nnd patrol boats were rushing around looking for the “sub.” Turkish naval officers of high rank grabbed riflesand put out in motor boats, hoping to get a shot at the Invader. The shore artillery continued to rain shells around. Some of tha shells menaced th? neutral shipping much more seriously than they did the British enemy. / -**They came so near the Scorpion." said Yleut. Cos Stewart F. Bryant, one of its officers, “that the men had to be ordered below decks. The Scorpion. In the midst of the excitement, beat all Its previous records for getting up steam and shifting position. - ’ STOPS TI IIS EXPEDITION. Nothing more was s°en of the submarine. which made it* escape without suffering any damage. While the British bad nut done any 4 very serious-harm—-there had been no loss of life—they had succeeded in producing a profound effect. The Turks did not dare venture out with their transports. Ail the troops were disembarked and the sea expedition to the Dardanelles abandoned. The reinforcements proceeded to the trenches either by rail or on foot. The Fourth of July was celebrated on the Scorpion in 1916, and one of the interesting features of the celebration was the reading of the Declaration of Independence by an Englishman who was a guest. Soon thereafter it was assigned a berth in the Golden Horn, between the two bridges which connect Stamboul, the old Turkish quarter, with Pera, the European section. The new position gave the crew an opportunity to watch a daily panorama of ceaseless change snd Interest. At some hour in the twenty-four a sample of practically every race and tribe on the face of the earth passes over one or other of those bridges. Nowhere can be seen a more amazing array of costumes, colorful. Oriental \ STRANGE V SIGHTS. Officers and men of the Scorpion saw the Turkish troops, commanded by German officers, going away to war; they saw the Turkish wounded returning; they saw the British prisoners captured at Gallipoli, marching to the Turk prison camps. Enver Pasha, the Turkish minister of war, attended by his Teuton advisors, was a daily spectacle, speeding over the bridges in his big touring car. Near by lay the yacht of tho fugitive khedive of Egypt, a beautiful vessel. Nut far away was the steamship General, the headquarters of the German admiralty sass. wb;oh in realitv, directed Turkish operations. Toward the Boaporous was a pontoon bridge, over "uidi, occas’onally, the snlran and his : are in could be seen passing in pomp and magnificence. , German submarines were frequently seen. They would go gliding by the Scorpion on their way to the arsenal quays j an, J docks. One, it was said, had made the trip from Kiel, sinking two British warships in the Dardanelles e-i route. An Interesting story, which our officers could never verify, was told in Constantinople about tho rb-ench submarine Turquoise, which was captured by the Turks. HEROIC SACRIFICE OF THE FRENCH. The .Moslems could not understand tha machinery so they ordered the trench engineers' to start the engines, qbo Frenchmen starred the submerging apparatus and the “sub” dived, carrying French and Turks along with it, never to return. The first American battles w-$h thn Germans were fought.- I think, beyond an question by the crew of the Scorpion. Om* night two men from the Scorpion were sitting near a large group of sailors i the Breslau and the Goeben. One jof the Germans walked ogtentatiouslv ! past our • ten, remarking in andlble, if . broken, E ~i.'sh : j "The Gen >n navy can lick the Amer- - lean navy any rime it wants to come cut.” J “Como out?" shouted one of the Seor- > pion boys. ’Whadayamean ’come out’? j And what are you doing here? Why ] aren’t you tied up in the Kiel canal with ! the rest of the schooner Takers? Taka that!” | SHED FIRST j GERMAN BLOOD. Biff! So the battle began. “At !t> height,” according to neutral accounts. ; ’ seventeen Germans were being smashed by four American fists. Then the Germans threw beer bottles and the Americans went down.” But the Scorpion's crew drew the first Gorman Mood! The Scorpion is still at Constantinople, under the command of Admiral and United States High Commissioner Mark L. Bristol, but according to the dispatch at the beginning of this article—received nnd published since the first writing of the Scorpion’s story—there is a “For Sale" sign hanging on It. Whoever may buy It, or wherever it may go, It leaves an honorable tradition in the Navy. (Another article by former Secretary Daniels will be printed Monday.)

PUSS IN BOOTS JR. Bj David Cory. * I forgot to tell you In the last story that before Puss left the king's castle, where he had cut down the enchanted oak tree with his Magic Ax and dug the well with his Magic Pickax, the cook in the royal kitchen had put in his knapsack a loaf of bread, some chees and a knife in case Puss should become hungry on his journey of adventure. Well, as Puss traveled on the wood became darker cud darker, for the trees grew so close together that the sun could hardly shine through the thick, leafy roof, and by and by he heard a great voice singing: “Ho, ho!” cried the voice, and then a giant came crashing through the forest. And oh, dear me. he was the biggest giant Puss had ever seen. “He! He!" laughed the giant, “that is m good joke, indeed. But I’m going to pitch you into that raven’s nest I see up there, to teach you not to make a noise In my forest.” “Your forest!” laughed Puss. “It la as much mine as It is yours, and If you say a word more, I will cut it down 'hi a quarter of an hour.” “Ha, ha!” shouted the giant. “I should like to see you begin, my brave Sir Kitten !” Then Puss carefully placed his Magic Ax on the ground and said, “Chop, chop, chop!” And. would you believe it, tho ax began to chop, now right, now left, and up and down, till the branches tumbled down on the g : ant’s head like hail In autumn. “Stop, stop!” cried the giant, who began to be afraid. “Don't destroy my forest. But who the mischief are you?” "Sft down and I will tell you,” answered little Puss Junior. And then he told the giant how his father, the famous Puss in Boots, had once killed a giant and given his castle to his master, the present Lord of Carabas. And in the next. story I’ll tell yop what happened after that.—Copyright, 3921. (To Be Continued.) MOLESKIN DEFINED* Q. Is moleskin a fur? M. A. ID. A. This name is used when referring to. the skin of the mole used as far, but It Is also applied to an extra strong, double twilled fustian, dyed after the pil* ia out.