The Syracuse Journal, Volume 24, Number 51, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 14 April 1932 — Page 3

The Vale of Aragon By Fred McLauglilin of "The Blade of Picardy” Copyrtrtt hr Bobb»-M«rrtU Ca. (WNT Sm-rtewJ f .

THE STORY At nightfall, tn the old city of New Orleans. IrF the year 1811. Loren Garde, recently an officer under General Jackaom, Is surprised by the appearance of three figures. In ancient Spanish costume two men and ,a woman whose beauty enchants him. Resenting the arrogance of the elder of the two men. Garde fights a duel with him with swords, and wounds him.

CHAPTER I—Continued The gathering circle had closed in to attend the wounded man. who — I judged from the volume of his ■ groans—tytd not received a mortal thrust. “Who is his majesty, Senor?” 1 asked. "Adolfo de Fuentes, In the Spanish army under La Torre, who is governor of Venezuela.” “Then you go,” I asked, “to Venezuela?” Before he could answer my question a huge mulatto at my elbow voiced a •warning bellow;' “De Charlies—heah■ dey come!” And a narrow-shouldered, pasty-faced wharf rat amplified it witji a shrill .”**!.gens d’armea!" “If they should capture you, Senor?” Polito said. ■ » “Yet ! have only offered a man’s defense.” "True, but the least. Senor. will be an a.wkward and infinite proves verbal, time and trials and an unfortunate wait, while the Sem>rita—” ' ■ 1 found his hand and gave It a warm clasp. “You’will convey my regrets t<> the Senorita?” “Assuretllv. Senor.” • “Adios. rrioon-wralth.” he whispered, and I turned around and broke through the curious crowd. ■ Two of the •Charlies” barrel my path, t 'ne re< stiff artm-ir lab in the civ st that tumbled him over and over like a |>erfofniMig parrnke.q, the other bent his body skilfully to evade a swinging fst. then he fired point-blank at my face and missed., which was nothing unusUal at ail. for the gens d'nrmes often miSs N<>w p put my feet to the pavement and gave no. s,-if ovyr t»> the business of silent running while the chase roared bobimi me 1 directed my steps eastward,. went north and east again into Kue Koyal, and‘on* and on. ever deeper into the French quarter. I passed vine -blanketed via’lls which. 1 knew, concealed quaint (mansions and beautiful courtyards. Als 1 ran 1 kept an eye se;ir< luvg for ah adventitious entrance that might bpd to one of these betters of beauty; for the street Uself offered no. refuge I . I foimd. finally, a grilled gate which, opening to my touch, led under a graceful sto.ne, arch s>t Tow I had betid my head to enter. ,I waited in the gloom of the areaway ns sounds of the battue went by. j Silent. I crouched th the shadows long after the tmises of the .futile chase had died away, and waiting. I had a chance to view again the amazing events of. this niad night. Iff fancy 1 heard. again the music of the woman’s laugh. and I saw the slim bands that pressed U|h'U her bosom; that despairing cry <»f ••’D«»if<» mi<>” beat into my consciousness. and a fit of foolish trembling took possession of me. i started for the oval of light that showed me the way to the street, but stojiped wio n figures, turn!non from the paved walk, blocker! jhe passage. I heard the.rasping scratch of a keyin the lock of the Iron gate and retreated warily, seeking the friendly shades as four men advanced upon me ■long the gloomy passage. . I came. anon, to a tfny courtyard. In -the middie of which a table stood. Im's ring glasses, silver and a decanter 4 or two. Over the table swung a huge brass lamp, yet the light. It furnished was hardly brighter than that of the brilliant n»»n. I knew, of course, that the house Would afford me no safety, st» I flattened my,tall body In a narrow protecting apse In the brick wall that made up two sides of the courtyard. Standing straight and motionless. in grotesque mimicry of some saint wh< had doubtless occupied this space In time long past. 1 held my breath as the four figures went by. One was a swarthy, heavy-bodied brute who seemed to have the look of the sea about him; another had the square shoulders and the alert manner of a soldier; while the third Was evidently a merchant and a man of means, forbls manner and the sleek smoothness of bls welbnourished figure held the complacency of mental and physical ease. The fourth nan gained, and continued to hold my closest attention. There was latent power In the poise of his lithe body, a look of the eagle In his eye. a rich resonance in the commanding tones of his voice. The suave host filled four glasses with an amber fluid and. proffering one to each of his guests with a light laugh, said: “This garden is ours, Senores. where flowers of intrigue may bloom In safely. Therefore. Francisco mio— ” He bowed to him of the commanding poise. Whereupon Francisco raised his glass. “To Simon" Bolivar." he said, his deep vibrant voice intoning a sort of benedict ion, “the x.ibera tor of dur people'” They drank slowly, standing, and after a reverent silence, murmured. “Viva, viva.” and again, rViva !" Simon Bolivar? 2 bad heard of him; who hadn't Already they were calling him the George Washington of South* America; this amazing soldier, statesman and patriot who. when only a youth, had plumbed the depths of despair in the loss of a young and

beautiful bride, and had devoted his life thereafter to the service of his mother country, Venezuela. I gasped, and held my breath again for fear they would discover me. Nothing but the gloom of the apse hid me; had I stepped forward one yard I should have come within the ginwing circle oT the lamp and the silver light of the moon that filtered through the foliage. So I continued the imjjfetlon of a saint while the men finished three bottles of Latour’s best. It loosened their tongues so that the purpose of this midnight meeting stood revealed to me. I was aghast, for, although this new republic of the United States might have a very tender feeling and a definite sympathy for the struggling South American colonies. I knew It would not countenance a revolutionary junta within its boundaries. “It was all too easy, Senores.” Diego, the complacent merchant, was speaking. “Within the long, carefully twisted colls of tobacco are guns; ground tobacco in the kegs that we have loaded on the ship will burn with greater readiness than tphacco ever burned before—it will explode!” He laughed aloud. “One barrel of flour will hold two score of pistols, and even the innocent Indian corn has taken for traveling companions knives and bullets; while each huge slab of salt pork carries within its greasy Interior a half dozen machetes. Unloaded at La Guafra this Interesting shipment will move, unconsidered, through the Spanish lines, and the natives who wait for Simon Bolivar will be B in readiness," ’ “A beautiful plan,” said Francisco. “We will drink upon it,” the swarthy sailor, suggested. As I watched them drink a chill of fear touched my spine, and my tongue had an unfamiliar feel in my mouth. Looking Upon the man whom nature had set apart to be a leader. I felt the But His Long Arm Came Down Swiftly. thrift pf his cold eyes over the edge of his wine glass, “How long since, my dear .Diego.” heßisked Ulen, “have you put another saint in (tie place reserved s<i long for San jhtfdro?" lie had found me; those sharp eyes of his had sought me out ! Should I run. and if so. where? Ttjere was only the house, and the surrounded by ■ wall too high for unassisted scaling. Should I offer resistance to these four nen. three of whom were doubtless arme<t or should 1 surreiuler peaceably? It seeme.l certain that the knowledge | p u< j acquired concerning their intent would be my deathwarrant; they could not let me go hmf then continue further with their plan of revolution. While I “consideretl thus Diego answered : “I have put no saint in the place reserved for San Isidro; you Jest, amigo ”’ (“Sinner or saint, Diego mio," Francisco Insisted, “there is a figure in the. apse. The figure is taller by a shoulder than San Isidro, and he Is garbed as the modern dandy of New Orleans. His hair, too, Is not the dark hair of the Mexican patron, but light." He laughed shortly, and came to his feet. “He i-« an American' saint. Diego, which is strangi*. for 1 had always believed that the pagan Americano had no aints." He must have had the eyes of a lynx, and in bls voice lay murder. As the swarthy bailor came toward my

Many Generations of *Hapsburg Jaw and Lip

The Hapsburg Jaw with its hanging lips has been traced, by Dr. F. D. Woods, back through eighteen generations tn a long-chinned, thicklipped patriarch of Hapsburg castle, who married a virile woman with a lower Up that touched her ebln. Since these two banging lips came together, the Austria as well as Spain—have .transmitted both the hanging Up and protruding jaw to their descendants, particularly to their male progeny. When Philip the Handsome of Austria married Mad Johanna, daughter of Ferdinand and Isabella, It was his lips and not her thin ones that dominated the dynasty which ended with Alfonso. Whoever wishes to learn the whole

If. Any Considering the rather extensive area of the universe, we imagine there must be a lot of folk who think they’re pretty Important that the Lord doesn’t know anything about except in a wry general way, if any.—Ohio State Journal.

hiding place, the soldier drew a gleaming pistol. “Not here—not in here!" Diego cried, “You cannot kill a man in my garden. Take him—take him alive, and move him to the river. Drown him. but do not shoot him in my garden I” , Senor Sailor, his bloodshot eyes staring stupidly, thrust his dark face within range of my fist, and I swung swiftly. It caught him fair upon the point of a * heavy chin. Tumbling backward, he fell with sharp violence against the table, which overturned with a resounding crash of glass, catching the soldier In its fall, precipitating him to his hands and knees. The fighting blood of my sturdy Norse father raced through my veins, filling me with the lust for battle. I shot out of my retreat and. striking wildly, found the soft face of Diego, into which my fist sank sufficiently. He went down heavily to the pavement of the courtyard. Madness seized me again, and I laughed aloud. The soldier was up again. I took his glancing blow upon the shoulder and gave him al! I had with one straight right, then I turned to face the last adversary, Francisco, but his long arm came down swiftly, and pistol in his hand struck my unprotected head. The trees and the hanging lamp and the moon disappeared in a crimson sea. I groped blindly, and found friendly hands that let me down gently to the flagstones. . • CHAPTER II The Santa Lucrecia I lived in a land <>• dreams, of grofeeque fam>“s, srhero formless figures moved in silent aimlessness through half-transparent fog. I heard the vaguest echo of a voice, the fragment of a song the shuffling of footsteps. Morning sunlight, streaming through a narrow, slatted port-hole, stenciled a flaming pattern on the wall above my head. I was in a cabin of a ship, for I saw the heavy beams that held the floor of the afterdeck, and I heard the gentle creak of blocks. I felt a painful throbbing in my head and, raising a hand, touched a bandage. A figure moved in the cabin, approached and leaned over me. About the face so near my own there was a sort of unreal malformation. One of the eyes was closed, the liver-colored nose was larger by far than any nose should be, and a crooked grin pulled the features all awry, “Is that a real face,” I asked, “or have you. too. Just returned from a bal masque?" Whereu|H»n the face swore a bitter Spanish oath, and I knew the owner of it for the soldier. Now the tall form of Francisco bent over me. “Then you didn’t shoot me in the garden of the good Diego, nor drop me in the river?" . ; Smiling; he shook his head. “No;, however, Manuel was for slipping a knife between your ribs." “Is Manuel he of the dark face that resembles a bad dream?” “Yes. Senor." H.e chuckled. “His fa.ee Is even worse now—if such could be.” He thought ,a moment. “You fight, Senor, as though you love to tight." “Not at all; though sometimes. It is true that the blood of my father speaks to me." “If Venezuela had a thousand men like you. Senor.” he said, and the flame of the patriot burned in his eyes, “she would win her independence out of hand." I found nothing to say to this, and he went on. deep anxiety in his eyes: “In your uneonsciouness, Senor, you spoke Often to ’Her Majesty,’ who seems to possess shining black curls and purple moonlight In her Vyes. Can we have made so vast • blunder?” Now, in spite of the torture of my wounded head. I laughed —and groaned, and laughed again. “The majesty, Senor. of the lady of my dreams, lies only in her beauty; I saw her coming from a bal masque, and she was garbed as a queen. You have taken no prince incognito—only an American who has spent one mad night.” I knew that they would have killed me after our fight if they had intended to kill me at all, so I assumed that, for the present at least, 1 was safe, “Where do we go, Francisco, and what, may 1 ask. are your plans concerning me?" <TO BE CONTINUED.*

story of the Hapsburg jaw and Up will find it in books on Mendel Ism. In certain families, Darwin wrote, some ancestors “have had great power in transmitting their likeness through the male line; for we cannot otherwise understand how the same features should so often be transmitted after marriage with various females as has been the cue with the Austrian emperors." Old Washington Cemetery John Clagett Proctor in “Washington, Past and Present,” says: “Land was donated for Rock Creek church in 1720, and there was sufficient ground around the church for the cemetery, which has received the dead for over 200 years. Richard Queen also provided land for a Roman Catholic chapel near Langdon, and burials were no donbt made thereat in due time. These two places are. therefore, the earliest places of interment in the District of Columbia, and the custom of providing sites for graves was thus started, and continued around the early churches of th® Federal city.

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IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I chool Lesson (By REV. P. B. FITZWATER. I>. D.. Member of Faculty. Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) (©. ISJJ. Western Newspaper Union.)

Lesson for April 17 THE CALL OF ABRAM LESSON TEXT—Genesis 12:1-9. GOLDEN TEXT—And I will make ot thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great; and thou shalt be a blessing. PRIMARY TOPIC — Abram Leaving Home. JUNIOR TOPIC—God Calle Abram to a Great Adventure. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPlC—Makina Life an Adventure. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—The Conquering Power of Faith. I- His Separation (v. 1). The new era inaugurated with Noah as head ended in a colossal failure In the impious attempt of man on the plains of Shinar to set himself free from God’s government In view of this failure, God turned aside from the race as such and called Abram and placet! him at the head of a new nation which he would train for himself. This call Involved 1. A great sacrifice. It meant the severance of three ties: a. His country in the widest range of his affections. b. His place of birth and kindred which comes still closer to his heart. c. Ills father’s house as the Inmost circle of all tender emotions. All these must be cast off before the Lord could get him into the place of blessing. This is a call that is much needed today. The Lord is continually saying. “Come ye out from among them” (H Cor. 6: 16-1 S). 2. The performance of heroic tasks. For Abram to go into a strange land and take possession of It. for God called for heroism. The life of separation from the world costs much, but it is the only way to have God’s favor. H. God’s Promise to Abram (vv*. 2-3). The demand for separation was followed by a seven-fold promise—a gracious engagement on God’s part to communicate unmerited favors and confer blessings I. “I will make of thee a great nation” (v. 2). This was fulfilled in a natural way In the Jewish nation and in Ishmael (Gen. 17:20) ; also in a spiritual seed embracing both Jews andXJentiles (Gal. 3:7, 8). 2. "I will bless thee" (v. 2). This was fulfilled. a. Temporally (Gen. 13:14-17; 24: 35). Abram was enriched with lands, cattle, silver and gold. b. Spiritually (Gen. 15:6; John 8: 56). He was freely justified on the grounds of his faith. The righteousness of Christ was imputed unto him, also he had the exalted privilege of talking face to face with the Lord. 3. "And make thy name great” (v. 2). Going out from his father’s house, he himself was to have a great name. He was to be the head of a new house which would be venerated far and wide. TJe is known as the “friend of God” (James 2:23). • 4. “Thou shalt be a blessing” (v. 2). We now pass from the lower to the higher phase of the promise. It was a great thing to be thus honored and blessed by God, but to be the medium of blessing to others was greater still. This has been fulfilled in a wonderful way. 5. "I will bless them that bless thee" (v. 3.) Abram and the nation which came forth from his loins became the very touchstone of God. Since he is God’s friend, he regards acts performed toward him as toward himself. This has been strikingly exemplified tn all ages since. The nations that have used the Jews well have been blessed. 6. “And curse him that curseth thee" (v. The nations which have turned against Abram and .the nation ,of which he was head have never prospered. While God at times used the surrounding nations as scourges for his people, he in tun. punished them for it.' ' 7. “And in thee shall all the families of the earth be blessed” (v. 3). This has been fulfilled in a. The Jewish nation being made the repository of the oracles ot God. Through them the Bible has been given to the world. b. The bringing of the Redeemer into the world. Thus the.v became the channel through which God’s richest Gift came into the world. It will be further fulfilled In c. A future time when Jews shall be God’s missionaries in carrying the good tidings to the ends of the earth. 111. Abram’s Obedience to God (w. 4-8). Abram at once departed out of his own land. He proved his faith by his obedience. He went out not knowing whither he went. He was a typical believer. He renounced Indulgence and idolatry: He separated himself for a testimony by his altars of witness. He entered into Canaan and accepted a pilgrim life as a stranger and ■ sojourner.

PICKED AT RANDOM Foolish fear doubles danger. Sympathy is the small change ot love. • • • The devil never wears anything but a dress suit. • • • What is unpleasant to thyself, do not to thy neighbor. • • • Shall physical might or moral suasion settle disputes among nations?— Hall Caine. • • • End this life in impenitence and you will begin the other life under condemnation. • • • We cannot have civic until we have eliminated civic ugliness In aU its aspects and forms. < • • • Sometimes speak to God, at other times hear him speak to you. Let him regulate your souL—SL Cyprian,

Who Was Who? By Louise M. Comstock

WE WE? Is there anyone who was alive and able to read the newspapers on May 30, 1927, to whom that word Is not magic, recalling the glamor and excitement with which the world received the news that Charles Lindbergh, in the monoplane the Spirit of SL Louis, had made the world’s first nonstop flight across the Atlantic? All during the hectic days that followed that historic flight, when Lindbergh was beipg paraded and feted and called upon to make speeches, he frequently used the plural pronoun “we” in speaking of his trip. Ambassador Herrick explained to the news- : papermen that the flyer used “we" to • refer to himself and his trusty plane, i. and the idea captivated popular fancy. The very fact that Lindbergh had made the trip alone somehow assigned I to his plane a share in his triumph and an association with him that was almost human. Lindbergh became the “Lone Eagle,” and Lindbergh flying the Spirit of St Louis became just “we.” Consequently it might, perhaps, be just a bit difficult to convince Lindbergh’s millirms of admirers that, as a matter of fact, he didn’t use “we" in that ! sense at all. His own explanation Is that he used it to indicate himself and . the backers of his flight. Major Robertson of the Robertson Aircraft CoHarry Knigh* and the other business i men us SL Louis who financed and supported the history-making flight e • • BRODIE THE first “brodie” in history was performed by Steve Brodie himself, ' who in ISB6 leaped from Brooklyn , bridge into East river and into a prominent place for the next fifty years in ! our slang vocabulary. Steve started out as professional walker. But he lost the money he made walking long distances in record time, tried bootblacking and for some years was a street car conductor. All this, however, was very boring for such a sportsman as Steve. So Steve proceeded to lose even more money i playing the horses. In 1886, according , to his own story, he was offered $25 1 to jump off High bridge. He did it. and placed the $25 on a horse named i Bill Green to win $420. About that i time a man named Odium had lost his life jumping from Brooklyn bridge. I Steve said the jump really was an | easy one and was bet SIOO he wouldn’t jdo it. Said Steve, “I'd father be dead than broke, any day,” and decried to try for the hundred. He took ont SI,OOO life insurance, gave his wife final instructions, and on July 23 jumped off Brooklyn bridge and landed without a scratch. The life insurance company, incensed at this careless risk of their SI,OOO, made him take back his premium and canceled the policy! • __ From then on Steve Brodie was a professional jumper. For a time he i earned SIOO a week in a melodrama j called “Blackmail” in which his part i necessitated diving from a great height lino a trap below. THE WILD MEN OF BORNEO THERE were two of them, it seems. "Waino and I’lutano, the only origI inal wild men of Borneo,” according to Professor Hutchins, “lecturer” at i old Austin and Stone’s in Boston. The open-mouthed crowd, led on by his 1 story of how old Captain Ilammqnd ■ landed at Borneo ipd after a terrific | battle captured the two specimens of natives within, paid out the cents’ admission fee and passed eagerly inside. What they saw were two dwarfs, not much more than three feet high apiece, whose long fair hair and beards, ' and features were obviously Teutonic, I who howled and grunted in true wild man style and performed amazing of strength. Just who Waino and Plutano ’we will never know. They were born about 1825. It is said, ufj German farming family living near Weston, ; Mass- which did not care to claim ,as its own two circus freaks. Deaf , mutes and of sluggish mentality, they led a secluded youth. Their public life began under the management of | H. A. O. Warner, veterhn showman of (Waltham, who accompanied them on ' the road and gave them a home dur- ' lug off seasons. Dressed in tights and : trained to roar and shake their strag- | gllng beards at curious little boys, the odd pair were enormously successful |as wild men. It Is said they were at one time receiving S6OO a week for showing. Waino died in 1902. Plutano. though crippled by injuries received when he tried to lift a fat man from the audience, lost his balance and fell, with the 300 pounds on top of him, lived until 1912. (©. IMS. Western Newspaper Union.) The Radio is Alaska Alaskans have one advantage in radio reception. By the time most folks In the eastern states are too drowsy to listen longer to the microphone artists, in Alaska it Is yet early evening. When it is ten o’clock in Alaska practically all the well-known regular programs have ceased and the announcers have said adieus. Then Alaskans change their dials about and receive strange music and stranger announcements from Japan and China. Terriar Dogs The American Kennel club does not recognize any breed of dog by the name of Black and Tan terriers, which, however, is sometimes applied to the Manchester terrier frequently called “rat terrier." There is a recognized breed called Toy Black and Tan. Fine Lubricating OU OR from the head and jaw of the porpoise and blackfish have been found especially good for lubricating watches and other delicate mechanisms.

ASKS THE REASON FOR OLD CUSTOM Service Plate Worries This Old Timer. “I go about so little, and am so generally unsophisticated, that my knowledge of service plates, and the rules and regulations governing them, is pretty much of the hearsay kind," said Mr. Cato Ninetails. “I think that I hate compassed the where and when of them, but I am still extremely foggy about the why. Os practical utility, I have not been able to discover the slightest trace. The argument that the diner should not sit at table with nothing before him strikes me as fallacious, for nothing could possibly be emptier than a service piate. On the other hand, beauty, as we all know, is its own ewcuse for being, and many of the service plates have as high claims to beauty as anything that can be displayed on the prandial board. “Whether beauty is appetizing depends, I suppose, on the temperament of the diner. Doubtless it makes some people hungry to start their dinner l>y gazing at an exquisite example of the ceramic art. but with most of us I am afraid that it is not a wholly effective substitute for the hors-d’oeuvre. I am s still further hampered tn my efforts to understand the situation by my extremely material mind with its strong trend in favor of labor, saving and efficiency. The service plate has to be put on by somebody. Assuming that it is a decoration, as it undoubtedly Is. it seems to me that it ought to be allowed to stay on the table and decorate instead of being removed at the expense of further labor. Not only is it removed. but—if hearsay has correctly informed me —it is returned to its business of decorating; that Is, of presenting something for the diner to look at other than the cloth. I can’t find any reason why tie should not look at the cloth, which in all probability also is beautiful, and in many cases is an exquisite example of the weaver’s, the embroiderer’s or the lacemaker’s art. or perhaps a combination of all of them, “Please understand that I am not offering any objection to, or making argument, against, service plates. I’m merely trying to get their raison d’etre through my head. A custom that has been so widely adopted by so many people of the highest culture and intelligence must have other justification than mere Imitation. All customs start with a reason of some kind, and some of them, in the course of time, may even get back to it; so I am not without hope that some day I shall find out what it is, for all things come to him who waits. f “As an eminent physician. Buck goes about a good deal mojre than I do. so It occurred to me jto sound him on the subject, ■ “’Buck.’ I said, thow do ;ou jregard service plates on a dinner table?’ - r “‘Apprehensively,’ he replied, ‘Whenever a meal starts with service plates it’s a sure sign that I’ll use the fork before it is ov»>r.”'—lndianapolis News. NATIVE explains BUSH TELEGRAPHY Kofr many years whijte men have been puzzled by the uncanny way in which the Australian aborigines can communjMte with one another over long amzmces without any apparent means. This has been known as* bush telegraphy. An explanation has jusjt been given by David Unaipon, an educated Australian aborigine. Bush telegraphy. he explained, was developed by an intense form of discipline started in youth, by which the .voting aborigine learns to detach himself from his surroundings. First tie is taught to eat only when bis body needs nourishment, and then td fast. The supreme test of fasting for a boy is that he should walk for three days without food, and then on the fourth day eat one day’s rations. When it is desired to communicate with° another aborigine »at a distance a smoke signal is made by a man who concentrates on the message he wishes to send. The recipient of the message also frees his mind from all outside influences to receive the telepathic message. / “One morning," explained Unaipon, “I was sitting in Sydney and trying to write, when a message came to toe that my wife in South Australia

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was dead. Next day a telegram came to tell me what I already knew, I learned afterwards that my wife’s mother had sent the original message to me by the bush telegraphic method.” Profanity Called For, and Caddy Was “There” Dr. J. Whitcomb Brougher, now of Boston, but formerly of Los Angeles, took a fling at golf on the public links iff Franklin park. He was doing splendidly until he reached the seventh hole, when he sliced his drive and had the embarrassment of seeing it dribble at right angles down the slope into an almost impossible lie. As he gazed after the ball sadly, a vehement string of profanity shattered the air and turning sharply. Doctor Brougher stood aghast as his caddy spluttered cuss words on all six. . ' ,1 . “Great heavehs, lad!" demanded Doctor Brougher, “what Is the reason for all this; profanity?” “Well." replied the tough little caddy, “after a shot like that, somebody had to cuss and knowing you’re too ignorant to do it, I thought I’d better do it myself.”—Los Angeles Times. A Chaud-Froid Lieut. Apollo Soucek, the airman who won an altitude record, said in Los Angeles the other day: “The cold, 30,000 feet up, is so extraordinary that when you tell people about It you feel as if you were a liar. Yes, you feel like the farmhand. “ ’The coldest day I ever seen,’ the farmhand said, ‘was back home wunst in pig killin’ time in the Vermont mountings. Why. it was so dum cold that day that we had a kittle of b’ilin’ water a-settin’ on the s ove, and when we took It out tn the yard it friz so dum quick that the ice was hot.’ ” Auto« Lost io Fog Descending suddenly at Harringay dog-racing track near London, recently. a fog caused abandonment of the meet and created chaos among the spectators. Cars leaving the inclosure could move only at walking pace, arid in some parts the mist was so thick that drivers had to be guided by people walking in front of the cars with handkerchiefs tied to their backs. -Eagle Made Much Trouble wften power trouble resulted between Dodge /City. Kan., and Bucklin, investigators found a large eagle had fallen on the wires and caused ra short circuit. The bird measured six feet between wing tips and had a rabbit in its claws. It was a white-beaded eagle, rarely ever seen in this section of the country; *5 - Os Course fact is.” said the trainer, “we give our horses very little to eat on the morning of a steeplechase.” “I see,” said the paddock visitor; ‘“that | makes them fast.” —Boston Transcript.

MUSCULAR—RHEUMATIC PAINS DRAW them out with a “counterirritant.” Muscular lumbago, soreness and stiffness—generally respond to good old Musterole. Doctors; call it a “counter-irritant” because its warmingaction penetrates and stimiilatesblood circulation and helps to draw out infection and pain. It gets’action and is not just a salve. But do not stop with one application. Apply this soothing, cooling, healing ointment generously to the affected area once every hour for Jive hours. Used by millions for over 20 years. Recommended by .many doctors and nurses. All druggists. To Mothers—Musterole is also marie in milder form for babies and small children. Ask for Chilmen’s Musterole. IfcSfUi He’s Had Experience Sergeant—What is a one-way street? ’ • Rookie Cop—A street where you get bumped only from the rear, * Bowl “What is this?" “Our football bowl. Here I hava -L seen assembled 30.000 pretty girls.” “What a lot ts sugar.”'