Indianapolis Times, Volume 36, Number 36, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 June 1924 — Page 8

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BAKER WILL ASK LEAGUE PLANK IN PARTY PLATFORM Wilson's War Secretary to Make Demand of Democrats, By WILLIAM PHILIP SIMMS CLEVELAND, June 20.—“1 am going to the. Democratic convention In New York with the solitary idea that the platform of the Democratic party should contain a brave, straightforward and constructive program for world peace.” Newton D. Baker speaking. Secretary of War under President Wilson, in the course of an exclusive interview just granted the writer. Nor did he leave any room for doubt that he intends to fight, if necessary, for this idea. ‘‘Frankly,” said the ex-Secretary of War, “I do not see how any such program can be set out which does not involve the United States entering the existing League of Nations, although It may well be that there should be some explanatory or qualifying reservations, ‘‘l do not believe reservations necessary to protect or preserve our national interests and independence,” he explained, “but the imperative thing about going into the League of Nations is that we should have back of us when we go a publle sentiment undisturbed by any baseless fears or misgivings. And If reservations can quiet apprehensions which hang over from the discussion of the League four years ago, they will be helpful at home. “In every country of the civilized world,” the former war secretary went on, "the forces of materialism and reaction are arrayed against the forces of liberalism. Liberals throughthe world are for the League of Nations and the effect which It Is making to substitute understanding, good will and cooperation for the old hostile and suspicious International attitude. “The greatest harm now being done by the United States remaining out of the League is that we are encouraging and strengthening the militarists and materialists of the old world, and discouraging the liberals. "I do not believe that the peace of the world can be preserved by accident or by passive good will. “The great prizes of life have to be fought for, and as peace is th* greatest prize, the fight is hardest there." Ex-Secretarv Baker’s views- on the

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Hoosier Briefs

HARLES TISLER, deaf, hears with his feet. He - -I was crossing the railroad tracks at Columbus when he stepped on the rail. He felt the vibration, stepped back and a passenger train whizzed past. After forty years Samuel H. Epler is suing his wife for divorce at Rushville. Thieves stole the missionary’ box at a colored Baptist Church at Anderson, obtaining sls. Small boys have been playing with manholes at Marion. Mrs. Mary Downey fell through one and was painfully injured. Os - —“ TTO M'CORD lost time when - he went to sleep i___ at the Elwood Tinplate mill. He laid his watch on the window sill. When he woke up it was gone. Roy Wonn, De Pauw student home at Greensburg. applied coal oil to cut the grease on his hands and arms. They were sunburned. The coal oil took off the grease and the skin as well. Because he did not like a certain brand of chewing tobacco and tried to swap a quantity of it at Tipton stores, Dewey Ross. 24, was arrested as a suspect in the robbery- of the Reed store, where tobacco and candy were stolen. He denies the theft. HEY steal bicycle tires even at Decatur. KenJ neth Runyon. son of Mr. and Mrs. Roy Runyon, parked his bicycle to attend a stock show. When he came out the tires were off his wheel. Earl Cardwell. Kokomo, was sent to jail when he was unable to pay his fine, assessed for failure to pay his dog tax. Cloyce Hart, 121, arrived at Ft. Wayne, en route to find his daddy somewhere hv • -California. Police sen: him hack ge ibis grandmother at De roit, all. Baggage: Cake of soap, and $1.15 in money. ,i MAIL CARRIER JAILED Hearing on Theft ( harge Scheduled Before Commissioner Kern. Clyde M. Ward, 1178 W. TwentySeventh St., 23 years old, was to he heard before Commissioner John W. Kern today on charge of stealing two letters from the mails. Ward was arrested Thursday and on failure to give bond was sent to Jail. Ward was a carrier working out of the Fountain Square station. HOTEL Rool#s COUNTED Indianapolis Has 5,500, C-. of C. Convention Chairman Says. Indianapolis has 5,500 hotel rooms, according to E. L. Fergson, convention bureau head Chamber of Commerce. • Citizens who extend the courtesy of their homes to convention visitors make it possible for Indianapolis to care for thousands more. Pullman accommodations on special trains and cars usually care for several thousand delegates to big affairs. • Woman Outtalks Burglar By Times Special SOUTH BEND, Ind., June 20. Mrs. Russell McWain, 19, daughter of a policeman, outtalked a burglar, who held her at a point of gun for more than four hours in h r home. She escaped unmolested.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Peter Newhall. Augusta Ga , flflee# to Alaska, after being told by Ivan Ishmin, Rußiian violinist, he had drowned Paul Sarichef. Ishmin s secretary. Ishmin and Peter's wife. Dor othy. had urged him to go to South America He joins Big Chris Larson in response to a distress signal at sea. giving Larson his sea jacket. Their launch bits rocks Larson s body is buried as Newhall's. Peter, rescuixi. finds injuries have completely changed his apnearance. Dorothy and Ishmin go to Alaska to return Peter's body. They do not recognize Peter in their head guide. A storm strands them at the grave. “Change name,'' a message front a seanee Dorothy believes to be from Peter telling her to accept Ishmin # marr:age proposal Upon Ishmin's return from a trip for supplies Dorothy accepts his proposal for immediate marriage by a native priest. Ishmin plays their wedding music. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY I . I T that instant ho was whole I worjds and centuries apart L. J from her. She saw him as the Mongol, h'S slanted eyes alight, devoured by his oriental passion, lost in an alien ecstasy. She felt estranged. unspeakably terrified. Yet even now. as the music paled, she must stand beside him at this crude cross so white in the dusk. She must go to him, like a maiden sacrifice to some unearthly, heathen god. It mystified her, filled her with a poignant sense of imponderable phophecy, that the cross that marked the grave should be the only whiteness left in ‘he spreading dusk. She was hardly aware when the music stepped. The wind and the softer noises of the sea and the night continued its refrain. Ivan stepped beside her, then they walked together until they stood in the place where they would plight their vows. In that moment Pavlof had become a figure of unmistakable dignity. He was no longer merely a packer, a degenerate descendant of many crossed breeds. Hee was the priest, the high ambassador of the Church. He stood erect, his voice low and full of feeling, and it was plain that he considered this a. holy rite, sacred to his heathen gods. Ivan had not been mistaken in thinking that the ceremony would be impressive. Here were the eternal realities—the sea and the sky and the storm-swept shore—and the weird tone and quality of the night

OUB BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

added to it an effect of dignity. The worship that throbbed in Pavlofa tone was real, even if it were mistaken, even though he had long turned away from the Light to bow before graven images. It was exactly the kind of marriage that Ivan, in particular, would have preferred. It appealed to his eternal sense of fitness, the attribute of his genius; and it lifted him out of himself like the passion of his own great music. Very soon the vows were spoken, and ignoring the presence of the priest and the two witnesses, Ivan took his bride in bis arms. Pavlof shook hands with them both, himself carried away by exultation, and Fortune Joe came up clumsily to offer his good wishes. “We owe a lot to you,” in told him happily. “That message to ‘change the name' that you brought through helped more than any other thing to make up Mrs. Ishmin's mind.” Dorothy turned, her heart leaping, to receive Pete's congi atulations, but the head guide still oitered in the dusk. In the same insttant he was almost carried away by a halfmad Impulse to take the girl in his arms for one kiss that by an old custom at weddings he might rightly claim. It would mean more to him than mere beauty nnd loveliness; it would be a memory to harbor in the days to come and it would some way exalt him in ways beyond \his ken. It was not just a whim, a delusion; all his longing and his loss had some way centered, for the instant, in this; and it wtis suddenly a veritable need. Some way that kiss would be an enduring token of what he had been and what he had given, and it would help sustain him in the darkening fututre. But he repelled the impulse with an iron will, wondering, for the instant, if even to dwell upon it signified the first wandering of insanity. Such an act would only put him to needless trial, open old wounds. She would know his lips of old and feel the love that poured through them; he might by one selfish act. risk the inviolaey of his disguise. Even yet it might cost her her happiness. “Areti’t you going to wish us well,

THE IN DLANAPOLIS TIJMES

Pete?" he heard the girl say in the , dusk. Her tremulous voice brought him to himself. “In just a minute,” he answered as casually as he could. "I've got to ge.t the camp ready for you first. After that. I'll give you all the good wishes that I know.” He turned, groping. into the gloom, and lifted his face to the I doubtful mercy of the mind. It swept by him, chanting, into the fastnesses of the night; and he wondered if it would not blow out the wan flame of his own life. He had a feeling that oblivion was near; that somehow, because the need of him was done, the curtain would soon fall over his own existence. Surely it was futile henceforth; the drama was concluded, the game was through and the counters put away. , “WHICH IS THE BEST BREED ISN'T THE QUESTION.” He felt that the will to # fight on —without which he could not survive in this hostile land —-had de parted for good and all. Already he could glimpse this stormy shore without him, the wind shrieking by, unheard by human ears, the snow lying untracked, the storm venting itself in vain fury on the desolate hillsides. His four companions would sail away on the morrow; and there might be a time of waiting—perhaps long years, possibly only months —for the final wind-up of his destiny," but the ultimate eonquest of the raw powers of the w r ild was certain as the rising sun. The camp fire would burn out. smothered at last by the far-spread blanket of snow, and the last rvisp of smoke—like an intangible human soul—blow away In the gust. Then the joke would be complete. The game was played and finished. This now w r as only the epilogue of a drama that was done.

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It was an ironic thing that the performance of his camp duties —not even now to be forgotten—must include the widening of the bed in Dorothy's tent where the wedded pair would lie. He kneeled and cut long grass, heaped It into a pile, and then loaded it into his g -eat arms. Strangely dulled —partly from the events of the past hour and partly, perhaps, from the effects of yesterday's injury—he made his way to the door of Dorothy’s tent through which Ivan and the girl had just passed. "Can I come in?” he called. "I've got more hay for your bunk —" Ivan had just closed the tent flap, but Dorothy drew it quickly aside. Pete did not look into her white face as he stumbled in. Fortunately for his peace of mind, he did not see that she was pale and drawn as he had never before seen her. He knelt on the floor and began the work of widening her bunk. He built it up with all the care he knew, spread the blankets, then slowly stood erect. He turned with the air of a prophet to Ivan. “We've talked intimately before," he began quietly. “Yes," Ivan agreed. “Perhaps too intimately.” He studied Pete's set face, and his brows lowered. “That doesn't necessarily mean we will talk Intimately again.” “We will talk intimately again.” | There was nothing in his straightforward gaze and firm lips to suggest the underling. "This is the last chance —you are going away tomorrow in the dory—l stay here. I’ve come in here to wish you happiness, particularly to wish her happiness but I’ve got something else to say, too.” His voice was deep and moving, and Ivan knew that he could not help but hear. "Your wife didn't ask me to say this, but there's no one else to do it —no one of her own kin who would have the right to say it. My right is that the girl is my own race, and I am hers—and there’s no one else here who is her own race. I understand her because she’s an AngloSaxon, and I can speak for her. We talked once before about race—which is the best breed isn't the question tonight. The point is—that they are a different breed. I know her because she's my own race—and race matters more than most people know. And because I’ve been out here —so far west that it’s almost east—for months and years—l know you, too.” Ivan smiled, his thin lips closely pressed. "You seem to have forgotton you’re the guide—not a family adviser. Please give Mrs. Ishmin your best wishes and get out.” They looked eyes int(* eyes. Slow-

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

ly the look of scorn, or arrogance passed from the Mongol's face. This man might he of a lower social plane, of different caste and class, but Ivan could not doubt what he saw in the blue, steadfast eyes. This was no menial. He saw in him a worthy representative of a proud, unconquerable race. They were man to man, the East and the West, and Ivan looked and new that he must listen and heed. He might hate him to the world’s end—the East has always hated the conquering West — but he dared not scorn or disregard him. Pete's gaze neither changed nor lowered. “I am the guide—l'm here to tell you that I've been her guide and protector for some weeks, now; and it’s come to me that I want to continue to be, even after she goes home.” Pete replied. “Just why this is so I don't feel the need of explaining, even if I could explain—it's enough that it is so. I want to be something more. too. Tonight I'm

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no longer under your employ, and I want you to imagine that I'm her real brother —instead of just a race brother. Ishmin, I know your breed, part by instinct, part by acquaintance, and I know you individually, and this is in the nature of a warning. Remember she's finer clay than you. 1 know your attitude toward j women, but I want to say in this | case you've married above you, for- ! ever and ever, and I want you to bear it in mind. Worship her, and thank God for her, and be kind to her, every minute o! every hour.” The girl tried to speak, but the words choked her, and Ivan’s eyes glittered under his brows. “I heard what you said. You’ve gone insane, j Now get out.” “One thing more. I'm not onjfi 1 I her protector. This may sound |sane, as you say, but both of you ! know it's true. Who gave the word i that this marriage should take place?” (Continued in Our Next Issue)

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