The Syracuse Journal, Volume 22, Number 35, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 26 December 1929 — Page 7

IF ~ ”~? : The ; ■ Crippled ] Lady ! * of ■ Peribonka I• • ► < By James Oliver > I i Curwood ) IVNU Service | < (©, 1929, Doubleday ’ Doran & Co., Inc.) > STORY FROM THE START introducing some of the people of the pretty little FrencnCanadian village of Peribonka. particularly the Crippled Lady, idol of the simple inhabitants. CHAPTER ll—Continued —2— From rhe hour I’aul opened his eyes •o the light of life ne had in him the <>>ui ot an Indian. After a hundred ind thirty-five years the blood of the ovely Molly Brant nad come into its ■wn. One would not have guessed it torn the boy’s physical appearance, or he was light ratner than dark, with blue eyes and blond hair. But the modern Molly, who lived in a o.ilace, with a Cmesus for a husband, ctw what was happening as the years Hissed by. Her boy grew lean of face uid figure. His cheek bones were a ittle high. His love for the outdoors lecame a passion. » She made it possible for him to spend his vacations n the woods, and each time he re'urned she knew that something had ieen taken away from him and a little nore ot the other thing put in its •lace. The servants thought he was ineer. and loved his quiet ind stoical kindness, which was many years •Ider than his age. Most hoys would aave lived up to the princely grandeur >f ds environment. To Paul it meant ess tin.” a tree with birds singing n its branches. tn his thirteenth year came three ?\ents of vital importance in the -limping of his future. First his mother died. No one would ever know the errible. unhealing wound it cut in I ’aid’s heart. It was lames Kirke, the hardened and power-seeking juggernaut of tlesh and blood who went to >ieces when he discovered that death lad been fearless enough to cross his path. His agony was like a storm, tragic for a time, ano quickly over He settled back into the tierce strife >f his money getting by the time Paul legan to grieve. But the shadow and the fact of death changed him a little lie saw himself alone, except for his sm. And this son. after years of passing interest on his part, became the kernel of his plans and ambitions, lie was now king. Some day his boy would be king. And 't was his desire ind his decision that he should be a greater king than himself. Pride tired his resolution. But here the geographical genius of l ate again stepped in with humors of its own in another Fifth avenue a.»tne a baby girl was horn to the wife if Kin.e’s most implacable financial ■nemy. Henry Durand. A few months inter, three thousand miles or more • way. an immigrant ship left for America. Ou board this ship was a lear-eyed, hopeful woodcutter from the mountain country of central Europe. With him were his wife and baby. They were an unimportant three. The sea might have swallowed them and no one would have cared very much, for their adventure was only one <>f millions -d a similar kind The immigrant baby’s fortune began and ended with the few little clothes she wore. The other baby was worth millions one second after she came into the world. Paul continued to grow up, and with equal steadiness his father continued to amass fortune and influence. It was his passion to smash and break down, then devour and build up—until some one called him the Anaconda, a name which fitted him so well that the newspapers would have used it had they dared. Kirke was always within the legal boundaries of his country’s laws. He absorbed shipping companies. railroads, coal mines, and timberlands. and sent out his engineers to corner vast waler-power rights. From an industrial point of view he was constructively an asset, for wherever he broke down or consumed small activities he built up larger ones. But morally and ethically his brain was inspired by a covetous and avid desire io rule. He was intoleient of rivalry, and this brought him each year in doser and more deadly contact with the equally far-reaching interests of Henry Durand. I'he’titanic struggle between these two Goliaths of financial and industrial activities is a part of Will) street history. The more tn

Elephant Herd “Bound” by Black Man’s Magic?

Major Court-Treattt of tfw* CapeCairo motor expedition was the first white man who limited and killed elephants on font with a spear. "While I on mis spear-hunting safari,” lie stud. “we followed several herds into waterless country in the Bahr-el-Ghazal district ot the Sudan, where the elephants usually trek to water •only every third .or fourth night. When they do, nothing will stop them. We followed this particular herd ail day and at night 1 was ready to give up I made camp and stopped. Baballa. a young hard-bitten Mandala hunter. who was said to be something of a magician, then came to me and said he thought he could ‘bind’ the herd with his magic rope. These 'magic ropes are not uncommon in Africa. They are usually about a yard long and made of Dompalm fiber. Baballa sat down with the rope in bls hands, ami went through the motions of tying his arms. legs, ankles and neck, muttering «.-i« solutions as he did so. His

teresting story of Paut unit me two babies is known only to a few. chiefly about Lac SL Jean. That tils father married again soon after Molly Kirke’s death and had another son-did not hurt Paul, except that it imfdje him grieve more deeply for his mother and added to his loneliness. He got along only fairly well in college, because he could never completely shackle his mind to duties that were confined within stone and brick walls. It took him an extra year to finish an engineering course, and after that he was never happy except when in the open spaces In a business way he was interested only in his father’s timberlands and such water-power projects as were situated in the wilderness As a whole he was a disappointment to his parent. One restless night the greatest of all his ideas came to James Kirke. The next day he went boldly and In friendly spirit to the office of Henry Durand, and for hours the two colossi talked over Kirke’s suggestion that their interests be combined into one giant force of countless millions They parted friends. In a little while they were seen at the clubs together. Later the all-powerful Kirke-Durand corporation became a reality. The flinty old warriors worked hand tn Sheir assets multiplied. Their homes were scenes of mutual trse. Their wives were intiTheir children became acd. s thirty-second year Paul maraire Durand. In his thirty eighth year, the son ot one ot the richest mon in New York, he was officially in charge of the Peribonka. tinge engineering work on the Mistassini river in the wilderness north of Lac St. Jean and had been three years on the job During these three years he had known t’arhi Haldan. He was thinking of Carla as he looked from a window of his bungalow office on the hill down over the vast and miked workings of an engineering achievement which was costing fifty million dollars He felt no exultation or thrill of pride, and in his eyes was a tar back, somber gloom \\hat He saw was to him an unending and nauseous pit into which a steady and monotonous drizzle of rain was falling. There were fifteen hundred men on the job below him working tn three eight-hour shirts. ami neither darkness nor storm could stop them. He could see them moving and crawling about like ants at their labor. In his mind they added nothing to the scene, unless it was t< give grimmer reality to a hell that was smoking and boiling over. Everywhere a rumble and din, everywhere the fierce and heartbreaking labor ot men. everywhere the ugliness and madness of a man-made place of torment. Paul was thinking this even with Carla Haldan in his mind. He could see the gray-white sluices and dykes with their cement and steel" walls, and the monster sections of the almost completed dam, which was ro harness northern waters' to the production ol light and power for twenty million people. Three years of human effort and millions in capital lay under his eyes. Yet about it a’i was only one excusable and beautiful thing for him. That was the rim of wilderness, the green and black and purple boundaries of rhe forest which clung like a frame about the workings. His contemplation ot the scene in the valley was interrupted by a voice at his office door, and he turned to greet rhe most intimate of his friends in the field. Colin Derwent, who was the company's medical man. Even on rainy days, and with Lis bootsefbgged with mud, Derwent was a cheerful soul. With his Frenchy little inns-1 tach?. his smooth cheeks, his liveliness of movement, and his apprecia-i tion of all phases of life, lie con- : tinned to bear the appearance of a boy. though he had filled an important chair in medicine in Johns Hopkins i (TO BE CONTINUED*

muscles became taut, and he relapsec into a semi trance, lie sat so for a few minutes, and then suddenly re taxed, grunted ‘That is good, and rose to his feet Mext morning we ran intc the elephants only half a mile frotr camp, and killed one! They were almost stationary. By all reckonings they should have been miles away.” Shocked At an Oplifters club luncheon som* one happened to remark that polo hat come to us from France and not from England via India. The informant de dared that mention of it had beei made by several noted French writers Evidently in the hope of verifying het statement she turned to a young ladj who at that moment joined the part) and asked: “Are you familiar with Victot Hugo’’* “1 am never familiar with any man,’ replied the newcomer with dignity.Los Angeles Times.

| Reported ftx Interesting Pictures of Events, People and Places from All Parts of the World America to Have Largest Airplanes in World A ’ ’ 3 X. ■ ’ " > ' JSH , ■ - V, . -Jgyig ' ■ - ’ " . W " /< v / I. ■■■ '■ j - • 41. A drawing of what will be one of a fleet of the four largest airplanes in the world, to be completed by the end of lf>3o at a cost of S2',o(X’,ooo by the General Development company of Connecticut, under the guidance of Dr. William Whitney Christmas, inventor of the aileron balancing System used on all airplanes. The huge ships are “flying wings” with a wing spread of 262 feet, overall height of 31% feet, leugth of 138 feet and gross weight of 72.5 tons. Each plane will have eight engines, each over 1.000 horse power in two units of four, and is designed to carry IGO passengers luxuriously—sleeping, eating and entertainment accomodations—and a crew of 17. The maximum capacity under Department of Commerce regulations will be 206 passengers. Marines in Haiti Answering a Trouble Cal! Jr viw * A wwi a MB I - F iv a is *s Az Jam I I tk 'lmMa ■1 " — .TiwiMwiri rrrnr- T -— ———l This picture shows some of the American marines on duty in Haiti answering a call to duty. Inset is the American high commissioner, Brig. Gen. J. H. Russell, who asked for reinforcements to quell the recent riotous demonstrations.

WORKS LIKE DAD L lr 5 ' ' 'Bh John D. Rockefeller 111, twentythree, followed in his father’s foot steps when he started to work at 26 Broadway, N. Y., the headquarters of the Standard Oil company and of the Rockefeller foundation. The heir to the largest fortune in the world is shown here as he arrived in San Francisco on completion of his tour of the Orient. LEO DIEGEL WINS ft H aB Bjfej Leo Diegel. representing the Agua Caliente club of Mexico, retained the professional golfers’ championship at Los Angeles. He defeated Johnny Farrell 6 and 4 in the final round. No Race Suicide Here Thirty children is a large family for one man, but registration was recently made of the latest arrival at Nottingham, England. By his first wife hehad 24 children. There has only been one lot of twins. He has known whal It is to have one child born and one die on the same day.

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Woman Scientist Awarded a Prize * MBMBBV k'Z ■ * | -* ® ' J MF | ■r ',■ JWMar A, Dr. Florence Rena Sabin, of the Rockefeller Institute for Medical Research, pictured at work in her laboratory. For her discovery of the origin of the Lymphatic system and the function of the white blood cell in its relation to tuberculosis, Miss Sabin was awarded the annual $5,000 prize of the Pictorial Review given to the American woman making the most distinctive contribution in the fields of arts, letters and sciences. Beautiful Tomb for Robert T. Lincoln .y^.;/ *' YY‘ ' ' ~ iJßft II x - ■.<> - WMWI ~ -3381 t wk Illlllii * I- m " Mh b The nejply completed sarcophagus where the body of Robert Todd Lincoln, son of the Great Emancipator, will rest in the Arlington National cemetery. The tomb is the work of James Earle Fraser of New York, and is said to be the most artistic thing in all of Arlington. —

: LONGER j —s t By JOHN CLARENCE FUNK £ <• A. M. Sc. D ♦ * . * Director at Public Health Education. <s> State of Pennsylvania. <♦ ❖ ♦ Fly, Fly Away! FLYING Is justly popular these days. The public Is intensely interested tn the remarkable strides that are almost daily being made in this connection. Would that the public were even • little bit interested In flies! However, It is the sad. old story ot familiarity breeding coutemm. Flies we have had with us always. True, noticeable progress has been made against this universal enemy ot iuau. , For instance, older people have but i to recall the “good old days” when I the fiy brush was a necessary adjunct ' to the rural dining table. Nevertheless. 4O.tMK> lives annually lost to the "ieith dealing power of this i ever present, warm weather insect. Is sufficiently serious to justify a discussion concerning it. And that is ex- ! actly the nuud>er ot lives ot infants ami older people which the fly. in ns unrestrained bhmd thirstiness, slaughtered last year, mainly by causing infantile diarrhoea and spreading tuberculosis. In cities much headway has been gained against this disease breeder. Screens, the development of a sanitary consciousness, the swat-the-tly campaigns and spraying lotions have noticeably curbed the tty’s dastarriiiness. Even so. one but to step out ot doors in the populated districts fully to realize that the fly is yet with us. Filth and exposed garbage in latrlk'Uiar. represent the fly’s most popular congregating ami breeding s|H»ts. There is no excuse whatever for people to permit the existence of these conditions, regardless of locality. Moreover, concrete floors in stables and fly proof manure pits will decidedly minimize the tly tner ’ce on the farm. Kill flies, destroy their breeding conditions and save an army of people annually. A worthwhile objwtive, F'n’t It? Very well then, do your part. I’ly, Uy away! Hurrah for the Fourth! THE common sense ot the American people has been responsible tor a reduction in Fourth of July fatalities. Municipalities have t>assed. an<! successfully enforced, ordinances against the sale of so styled toy cannon, giant crackers and other powder devices which lend themselves to accidents when carelessly handled. Nevertheless, the tact remains that each year many childrens names appear in the casualty or fatality lists the morning after the nation’s birthAy. And for this sad state of affairs the parents, rather than the youngsters. are to blame. Grownups persist in purchasing accident and death-dealing articles at bootleg stands outside the city limits under a misguided notion that in so doing they are displaying hoth love of country and love of child. Whereiix*' they are in fact only generating unwarranted risk for their offspring. Certainly, patriotism is one of the finest characteristics to be found in man. But it is a poor brand of patriotism indeed that permits boys and girls to express it in a manner which leads to a hospital or to an undertaker’s establishment. Everyone should realize that tetanus. con tnonly called lockjaw. Is always around the corner where toy cannon, high-explosive crackers and the blank cartridge pistol are concerned. Also, that their maiming and mangling power presents a real hazard. Therefore, the safety first principle should be ar>plied in celebrating . the Fourth precludes the use of such dangerous things, not only on the part of the young but by the older ones also. Celebrate this great historical event with a wisely-guided enthusiasm. But don’t turn the day into one of tears. Hurrah, but hurrah properly for the Fourth 1 (©. 1929. Western Newspaper Union.) Crossroads Burial for Criminals and Suicides Ip early days, before churches could be built, it was the rule to preach I and conduct divine services at the crossroads, says a writer in the London Daily Mail. Wooden and after- I ward stone crosses were erected to mark the situation where services would be field. Some of these have been preserved to this day, being memorials erected to the dead, or dedications of thanksgiving. Since suicides might not be buried in the churchyard or other consecrated ground, pity suggested that the next most holy spot was the ground near the old cross, where service had once been held, or was then held. They buried the poor suicides there, because they were unwilling to relinquish hope for them. Afterward, for the sake of greater publicity, the gibbet and the gallows were set up at the crossroads, and criminals were buried beneath them after their execution. The law decreed that suicides should lie with these criminals, in order to mark the detestation in which the crime of self-murder was held. And so what was once a signal of Christian hope and charity became a legal indignity imposed upon the dead bodies to mark an immensely serious breach of the law of the country. Beard Ornaments The Field museum at Chicago has a number of interesting articles which are made of the white beards of old men. When a man too young to grow a white beard wanted to make one of these ornaments he prevailed upon one of nis elderly relatives to part with his beard or Wed an old man outside his family tofe-ow one for him. Something Left to Improve Wonderful man I Year after year he Improves almost everything except himself.—Rochester Times-Union.

Wit FORESIGHT He was visiting the newlyweds st their home. Everything was fine. I but—- “ Why did you take an apartment with such a tiny kitchenette, lorn, old boy?” i “Well, you're the first man I’ve told, so keep it quiet. It’s so small I can’t get in there to help my wife when she’s doing the dishes.’’ Early Tuition “IQo you thins a successful politician Ttiust spend man) years in aetting_jM» education?’ “Alt defiends.” said’Senator Sorghum. “on .what kind :>t fiolitics tie gets into. I kno)v of underworld workers who appear to tiave learned more in jail than tbey learned in school ” —- Washington Star. A REINCARNATION SURE , • ftp ’ iTT-H ■ :± I' i i! Y F- - ./ / I / s' / / I \ Friend (referring to new t»«rn tmhe) “Just think. Tom. there’s yotit s<>t» having his first day ot crying.” Dad — “I can hardly think it is Jim - sounds to me like he’s had a lot of practice before.” Antarctic Advan‘a?e Y —ili'r. tn far Antarctic seas. luv ships it eosv onki a fict ze a ? make us envy icy st -rm. While weather ptophs sav ■fair and w arm •' Opinions Differ Wifey (reading taper)- It’s a shame! . Simply revolting! Down in the South Sea islands a man fmys S2O for a wife! Hubby Yes. that’s a lot of money, but it’ she is pleasant and good looking and a willing worker she might be worth it. The Q-jest Towels Hubby—Well, darling. I ran that errand for you today. 1 bought the towels and took them to a seamstress toOnive the question’marks sewed on, Sun>rised Wife—What on earth did Qoti wiink I asked you to Jiiy’ —Yi tt told me to btt.v a dozen guess towels, of course.—Chicttgo Daily News. MEAN INDEED .p Ki S>' “You say Jack’s father is miserably mean?” “Yes, he’s so meatuhe wouldn't even give Jack a liberal education.” Who Has the Answer? I ask a simple question, I'his only, truth I wish: Are all fishermen liars, Ur do only liars fish? Business First The Officer—When you seen them tiiimes start bitin' an' hair,pullin’why didn't you stop ’em an’ not wait till they near munl-reil each other? The Movie Operator—Stop ’em! Why, inan, there was a hundred feet of film in the camera. Merely Advisory Mr. Neversweat—l can t get out amt hustle up a job. The doctor’s forbidden me to work. His Wife— Fergii it! The doc Mint the business agent of your union. Chances Bright “Hm! So you wash to marry my daughter. May 1 ask how are your future ptospeets? ('an you provide for her?” “Yes. absolutely. I have a very rich uncle, sixty-five years old, who has lately taken up aviation,” The Right Place Bill—Do you notiiM rhat lady over there? What a friendly expri'ssion she wears on her face Hal—Yes. but rliere else could sue IHissibly have it? Dad Went Along “This is going to be a quiet party.” “1 thought we had a snappy chaperone.” / “Too snappy. When she cailed-n>n dad to see if 1 could attend, lie decided to go. t 00.7 I Usual Engine Knock i Driver of Old Car (after roadside halt)—You don’t notice that knock in the engine so much now, do yb«Friend—No. - How did you fi* Driver—f)h. I just loosened one of the mudguards. »