Walkerton Independent, Volume 53, Number 2, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 7 June 1928 — Page 3

Sylvia of the Minute By HELEN R. MARTIN -v W Copyright by Dodd. Mead & Co. WNU Service

CHAPITER IX—Continued —2l—- — needn’t try to bluff me, Marvin I” his father frowned. "I know all about it! You’ve come here to keep an appointment with this young woman!” “I was not aware of it!” “I tell you,” his father Indignantly insisted, “you needn't try to humbug me! I caught her in the very act of waiting for you!” Marvin looked perplexed. “Well, it you did, why on earth should you (apparently) be blaming me for that?” “When I show you what I have here —” But as his father snatched from his breast pocket a folded paper. Meely broke in: “Now that you are here, Mr. Marvin, will you be so kind as to drive me to the nearest telegraph office? I’ve got to wire some money to my needy parents and it’s pressing.” “I’m at your service,” Marvin, looking more and more bewildered, responded, taking her coat from a hook on the wall as she started to reach for it, and holding it while she slipptfl into it. “B-but,” his father stammered, flushing very red. “Miss Schwenckton! Your promise! This paper you’ve Signed—” “Yes?” she inquired. “What about it?” “What about it! Your signed promise to make no demands on my son—” “But I wouldn’t suppose my asking him to take me to the express office to cable—telegraph to my family a bit of money I’ve acquired—would come under the ‘demands’ referred to in that paper, would it?” “In the very hour of your signing this paper and accepting that money you dare to go off driving with my son!” “What on earth?” asked Marvin, their demeanor and conversation not only not bearing out his supposition, but suggesting a very different state of things. “Look at this!” his father exclaimed, thrusting the paper at him. “Read that! And then decide whether you want to go off driving with that . girl!” Marvin, feeling dizzy, read the few * sentences on the paper signed “Amelia Schwenckton.” “But what, in God's name, is it ail about? What sort of ‘demands’ is she swearing not to make on me—” He stopped short, a staggering idea flashing upon him. “You must mean St Croix He turned to the girl. “Does this refer to St. Croix?” “I don’t know!” “You don’t know !” cried Mr. Creighton. “Why,” he exclaimed, “are you both trying to saddle St. Croix with a thing he has nothing to do with? As if I'd ever have to buy off a girl from marrying him!” “Are you buying off Miss Schwencktion from marrying me?” laughed Marvin, and as he spoke he tore the paper into bits and scattered them on the floor. “What makes you think. Father, that such desperate measures as this are necessary for my protection against even so dangerous a person as Miss Schwenckton?” “And anyway,” the girl spoke in, “I’m resigning. Please find a teacher, Mr. Marvin, for my school, will you?— for I’m leaving tonight.” “Father! Why on earth are you driving her away? There's absolutely nothing between us and —” | “ ‘Dangerous person’ is right, Mar■vln, and no exaggeration! I have just given that girl five thousand dollars Ifor the signed promise which you so (imprudently destroyed!” “I don’t believe itl” cried Marvin sharply. “Miss Schwenckton, will you show him the roll of bills I’ve just given you ?”

•‘He might tear them up as he did your piece of paper I” she demurred, showing no least embarrassment or * shame. “It’s not a bribe. Mr. Marvin,” she explained, “it’s a loan, which I shall pay back as soon as I've earned it at Hollywood. Your father seemed so anxious to believe that I was luring you to your ruin and so eager to buy me off you that I hadn’t the heart to disappoint him; especially as I’m in desperate need of money. And it is nice of your father to give the American screen a chance to be elevated I So I’m off to Hollywood!” And before either Marvin or his father could reply, she had seized her hat and fled from the room. Marvin made a dash to follow, but his father interposed—slamming the door and standing against it. “Don’t make a d—d fool of yourself, Marvin I Running after a girl who takes a bribe I” “No worse than your giving her a bribe!” Marvin panted. “You can thank me for saving you from being taken in by an unprincipled hussy!” “Stop calling her names! You’re entirely wrong about her!” “What would you call a girl who accepts five thousand dollars to drop you cold?” “You heard her say she was borrowing it to go to Hollywood. She’s perfectly right, too. She needs It and you don’t. You've too much money and she hasn’t enough. You held it out to her and she grabbed it. I don’t blame her! What started you on such a wild chase as this? What op earth put it into your head that I ’ was courting her? Surely she didn’t claim I was?” “Her accepting the bribe was an admission of it! If you’d marry a girl that would take a bribe—” “You thrust it on her —she needed it desperately —” “Do you deny being In love with her?” “I wasn’t sure until just now’ Br'

a girl with pluck enough to cheek you. Father, and grab while the grabbing was good—oh, well,” Marvin drew a long breath and turned away, his face suddenly gloomy and sullen, “you needn't worry! I wouldn’t marry an actress, they’re too temporary; I’d prefer a permanent arrangement in marriage. Let me out, please." “Marvin!” His father’s tone was suddenly gentle. “Give up this fool job of yours and come home I Your mother is unhappy, having you away. And—-of course I want you hack, too.’’ Marvin hesitated. “I can’t turn down this job until my term of office is over. And If my living at home means I’ve got to sell my manhood to you. Father —” “I'll not interfere with you." “Even If I decide to marry a county teacher?” “We can deal with that contingency when It comes up.” "All right, then.” The two men left the schoolhouse together. Mr. Creighton took St. Croix to task for his misleading description of the school teacher. “How you ever got the idea that she was illiterate, common—” “But she is!” “We can't possibly be talking of the same person!” “The person I’m talking of Is Miss Schwenckton, the teacher of William Penn school, the niece of the farmer, Sam Schwenckton. I had doughnuts and coffee with her and Sam Schwenckton and his wife in their very own kitchen the night my watch was taken from me!” “I don’t understand It at all!” complained his father. “Barring the fact that the girl accepted a bribe from me. I’d call her a thoroughbred I” The puzzle seemed insolvable. Meantime, Marvin was feeling by no means so lenient toward Miss Schwenckton’s accepting that money from his father as he had pretended. In spite, however, of the sick recoil he felt from her for departing with that five thousand dollars, the sight of her schoolhouse when he drove past it, pow occupied by her efficient, informed and uninteresting successor, gave him a pang that every day grew sharper; a restless longing that was in danger of increasing to an insatiable hunger. St. Croix, meantime, had just about reached a stage where he was on the point of defying prudence and trying to see Meely once more; and Marvin was contemplating the probable folly and futility of his asking his board for a leave of absence to go to Hollywood, when a cablegram which their mother received just at this time from England diverted them somewhat from their absorption in their own misery. The cablegram was from Mrs. Creighton’s cousin. Sir John St. Croix, announcing that his daughter. Baroness Sylvia St. Croix, would sail for America on the Berengaria on January 2 for a short visit to her American cousins. She could be Identified at the boat by a handkerchief tied on her left wrist. This news threw the family Into some excitement. St. Croix volunteered to go to New York to meet the ship. He, however, demanded of Marvin that he leave him a clear field. “I can at least safely promise you,” said Marvin, “that I’ll keep out of it unless—until,” he corrected himself, “she turns you down.” CHAPTER X As St. Croix’ longing for Meely was never for a moment associated in his

River Kept in Order by Chinese Engineer

In view of the disastrous Mississippi floods it is interesting to note that 2.100 years ago a Chinese engineer, Li-ping, laid down the correct engineering principle for controlling the flood conditions of a river flowing through a flat alluvial plain. The works that he and his sons established for controlling the waters of the Min river in Szechwan province and distributing them across the great Chengtu plain are still in perfect operation. The Chengtu plain is an area 100 miles long and sixty miles wide. Across this plain the Min river is distributed in eight main branches, converging at the lower end of the plain to form a single river again, which empties into the Yangtze above the Gorges. Throughout the 2,100 years, the engineering principle laid down by Liping, without which the whole system would have destroyed itself centuries ago, has been followed. Flood conditions are still unknown. On the walls Thrift Aid to Courage Thriftlessness often fosters cowardice. Thrift inspires courage. Shiftless persons rarely have much backs bone. They are so dependent upon others for assistance that often they cannot assert themselves to preserve their self-respect. Their wasteful habits sap their self-reliance, their self-assurance. The thrifty individual, of the other hand, has learned to stand on ins own feet. He has learned how to take care of himself, how to manage his affairs, how to provide against emergencies. Therefore, he is little inclined to submit to uncalled for indignities. Nor is he afraid to take reasonable risks. His financial backing gives him courage. And without courage few successful careers have been built up. Thus we arrive at this formula: Thrift develops success. — Forbes Magazine.

mind with Hhe Idea of marriage, it did not in the least dampen the zest with which! he went to New York to meet —as he confidentially hoped and believed—his prospective bride. This would be a marriage so exactly to his taste!—allied to an old English family of rank, administering a distinguished old estate that for generations had been In the family. His experience with girls gave him no reason to doubt that he would find favor with his noble kinswoman. So, it was with a complacent self-confi-dence that, well-groomed and clad in his smartest clothes, he stood on the wharf on the afternoon of the arrival of the Berengaria and with tense expectation watched the passengers file past him down the gang-plank—his eyes searching for a young girl with a handkerchief on her left wrist. He did hope she would be good-look-ing. It would be an awful wet blanket If she turned out to be ill-favored; though nothing short of an actual hump would stop him. A man could of course seek his consolations outside his home— It did not occur to him, naturally, that his wife might have need, of consolations and compensations. Looking for a wrist bound with a handkerchief proved to be rather a maddening business. Wrists could be examined only as the passenger* passed close before him, while faces could be scanned halfway up the gangplank. A procession of mon nnd elderly women sent his gaze far up the plank In search of more young people—when suddenly his eye was caught by h lovely face at the top of the long slope which struck him as vaguely familiar —yet unfamiliar, too. in Its vivacious expression, its Intelligence, Its delicacy. Surely he had seen that face somewhere before—though the poise of an exquisite small head, the general look am! nir of a thoroughbred, the modish style of the young woman, were not familiar. Why! She looked like Meely Schwenckton! How strange and how absurd! At least her features did — extraordinarily like!—yet so widely different, too. with that vivid, intelligent countenance, proudly arched little head, graceful bearing and of course her neatly arranged hair, stylish clothing. But good G—d. how like Meely she looked! “Am I seeing things?" he wondered, his heart beating thickly. So close she passed him by that her arm bruslmd his nnd her eyes looked for an Instant straight Into his -but not the trembling of a lash nor the least quiver of her lips suggested that she had ever seen him before, ns she walked on to mingle with the crowd — leaving him bewildered, confound’d, with a weird doubt and uncertainty - when suddenly, as his gaze followed her. she lifted her hand to straighten her hat, which in the crowd had been pushed askew —and lie saw, with a wild bounding of his heart, that her wrist was tied up with a handkerchief ! In an instant he was at her side and had seized her hand—the confusion of his mind so great that all his usual self-confidence was lost in a floundering muddle. He had been so sure of himself, of his ability to Impress favorably even a sophisticate! English aristocrat with his ease and sang-froid—and he was painfully aware that) no country bumpkin could have been more awkward. (TO RE CONTINUED ) Lots of people seem to go to church for the purpose of picking flaws In the sermon.

of the temple built to the memory’ of Li-ping and his sons at Kuan hsien, is written this saying, familiar to every Chinese student: “Shen tao t’an tso yen,” meaning “Dig the bed deep, keep the banks low.”—Miruv»apolis Tribune. Antiquity of Bagpipes Jacque's de Morgan, during his excavations in Persia, found son e terra cotta figures, dating from the Eighth century B. C., paying on what appear to be bag- s. Again we find the bagpipe in . _rsia in the Sixth century A. D. on the great arch at Takht-i-Bostan. While crude, the representation serves as evidence that the bagpipe was in use during the 14 centuries which elapsed be tween the time the terracotta figures discovered by De Morgan were molded and the carving in the rock at Takht-i-Bostan. Crashing the Gate A young son came to his mother one day carrying an invitation to a children’s party to be given by one of the mothers in the neighborhood. As it carried an R. S. V. P. the mother at once dispatched an acceptance for her son. The boy attended the party as planned and some time afterward the mother asked him where the envelope was in which his invitation had come. The son replied: “Oh. I didn’t get any envelope, I traded a marble for the invitation.” Who’s Random? •Twas a hard and bloody battle ax the pistol range. At last the instructor called : “Fire at Random !” After the carnage had ceased one freshman still stood with his pistol at “ready,” a full clip in it. “Hey, youT’ yelled the Instructor, “Why didn’t you shoot?” “I’m waiting for Random to atl-cM his head around the parapet,”

Improved Uniform International Sunday School ' Lesson' (By REV. P. H. FITZWATER. D D.. Dean Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) <©, 1928. Western Newspaper Union.! Lesson for June 10 THE ARREST AND TRIAL LESSON TEXT—Mark 14:43-15:15. GOLDEN TEXT—He was despised, and rejected of men (Isa. 53:3). PRIMARY TOl'lC—How Wicked Men Treated Jesus. JUNIOR TOPIC—The Trial of Jesus. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC —The Trial of Jesus. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPlC—Jesus Facing His Enemies. I. The Betrayal and Arreet (vv. 43-52). 1. The sign to the mob (vv. 43-47). With the basest hypocrisy Judas pointed out Jesus to the mob by a kiss, the sign of love. 2. Jesus forsakeu by all (vv. 48-52). At the sight of -His betrayal, one of Jesus’ disciples attempted to defend Him by resorting to the sword, bur seeing that He made no attempt at resistance they all fled. Their courage failed them in the hour of trial. How little man knows of his own weakness until the crucial hour comes. 11. Jesus Before the Sanhedrin (vv. 53-65). 1. Contradictory testimony of false witnesses ;w. 53-59). The chief priests and all the council sought for witnesses against Jesus to put Him to death, but they found none because there was no unity of testimony. They accused Him of having declared that within three days , He would build again the temple if it ! were destroyed. 2. The high priest's questions (vv. ; 60-65). (1) “What Is it thut these witness against Thee?” To this Jesus was silent, showing that no evidence had yet been given ; worthy of an answer. (2) “Art thou Hie Christ?” To tills He definitely replied. “I am.” and quoted a Scripture passage which they recognized ns referring to the Messiah. This claim they answered with buffetit g and the most i shameful treatment. 111. Peter Denies His Lord (vv. i 06-72). Though Peter loved Jesus, yet In ■ the Lour of supreme trial he failed. 1 Grevlous as his sin was. it was not like that of Judas. His failure was | due to; । 1. Boasting self confidence (vv. ' 29 81). 2. Lack of watchfulness (v. 37). 3. Neglect of prayer (). 88). 4. Service in the energy of the | flesh (v. 47). 5. Following Jesus afar off (v. M). 0. Seeking comfort among the Lord’s enemies (v. (17. cf. Luke 22:55). 7. Open denial Iw. 08-72). His , backsliding really began when he shrank from the cross. IV. Je»u» Arraigned Before Pilate • (15:1-15) In the early morning after the trial • before the high priest they bound Jesus and delivered Him to Pilate. | They acted freely In this according to the e\il desires of their own hearts, yet He was delivered up by the de- ' termined counsel and foreknowledge |of God (Acts 2:23). The Jews would | gladly have killed Him. bat they had not the authority to do so. They delivered Him to the Gentile governor, j thus Involving the Jews and the Gentiles in the crowning act of the world's sin. Pilate questioned Him without delay for they accused Him of pretending to be a king. “Thou sayest.” was His only reply. To the slanderous accusations of the chief priests and elders He made no reply, to the utter astonishment of Pilate. Pilate sought to release Him because he was convinced of His innocence. After several unsuccessful efforts to escape responsibility, the expedient of letting the people choose between Barabbas and Jesus was resorted to. He no doubt thought that Jesus would be chosen rather than the notorious Barabbas. Cast Thyself at His Feet The fever of worldliness that burns in the blood, the ill-temper, the unkindness, the impatience, the dreadful malady of avarice that turns the heart to stone, the dim vision of Himself, the fretting fear, the foolish envy—how loathsome in His sight is that of which we make so little! Cast thyself at His feet until He make thee clean! —Mark Guy Pearse. Putting First Things First Only when we put first things first can life fall into its true order. Faith comes before fullness, prayer precedes the obtaining of the promises, consecration is the way of conquest, and self-denial the path of power.—F. W. Ainley. The Little Things The trouble is that you and I are looking for the great giants in the way, and we neglect the little things; and it is the tittle things that cause us trouble when it comes to keeping our minds and hearts stayed on the Lord Jesus Christ. —Melvin E. Trotter Cur Obedience God wants work of us. He offers His power to us if we will work with Him. Greater deeds than have ever been done do not wait upon His willingness bur upon our obedience. — Robert E. Speer. According to God’s Word When home is ruled according to God's word, angels might be asked to stay a night with us, and they would not find themselves out of their element. —Spurgeon. Placing Values I will place no value on anything I may have or may possess, except in relation to the Kingdom of Christ. — David Livingstone.

MODERNISTIC DESIGN IN HATS; GIRLS’ FROCKS OF PASTEL SATIN

K/fILLINERY has again become that capricious thing which fascinates with its whims and its foibles and its feminine loveliness. Which means that the new summer hats are bringing Into play exotic straws, such as we have not seen for many and many a season past, as well as delicate laces, gay flowers, pretty ribbons, picturesque contours, the entire reflecting a color

,4^^ 0 MBkX'N jg Tak / - r it iff ' * The handsome large blacl ■M W hair hat which concludes thil vs collection is gorgeously apt pliqued with huge exotic flow 4 era. w**" That time-worn anxious query “Does it wash?” is as popular - toda.v as it ever was. How it did. In days of old. try th«i nerves of salespeople, and how ’ deftly, when in doubt, did they evade the issue. But why speak t in the past tense! Today that 1 . soa.e Hupiirv briiia's an immedlT '''H" ■ ir ' l look you-in-madam it does,” reply, for modern invention is

Soma of the Newer Hat*. glory beyond that which can be described In words. It adds to the fascinations of the modern hat, that so much of novel handcraft Is being lavished upon It. One of the creatures of fancy which is? receiving the plaudits of tiie fashionable world Is the allover hand painted straw baL One cannot begin to tell of the many charming interpretation* being given to this theme of bandpainted millinery. Perhaps the most novel Is that of the leghorn or smoothfinished straw hat. whose hand-painted patterning repeats the motif of the printed frock with which it is worn.

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Handpainting is especially contributing to the charm of sports millinery. Typical of the smartest handpainted sports modes is the ripplebrim hat centered to the left in this group. It is one of those new linen straws which are so chic. Its striking modernistic patterning is done in vivid colorings. It features a band and bow of tri-colored ribbons. The idea of using three ribbons each of a different color is very smart this season, not only when it comes to trimming hats, but for girdles and for bordering on gay print frocks. The model just above the aforesaid described hat looks as if it, too, were hand-painted. However, this lovely effect has been achieved by stretching flower-printed chiffon over a plain col ored soft smooth straw foundation. Patchwork hats! Sounds interesting? Well, they are all that, and more. Pieces of felt, or of suede, or any fabric for that matter, are actually Redfern Finds New Use for Lacy Sweater Weaves The lacy sweater weaves have been put to a new use by Redfern, who makes the main body of a wrapped sports coat of a woven zigzag material in a hit-and-miss melange of colors', in which ruby red predominates. Horizon-blue jersey, quilted to give it more body, makes a wide, firm border about all the coat. The frock was of the same blue jersey, tuck-stitched in diagonal lines

sewed together like grandmother’s patchwork and yet in effect they are frankly modernistic, perhaps because of their high colorings. Two patchwork hats are shown In the illustration. Quite as modern and effective are certain straw sports hats which are painted in triangles and squares of every gay hue, being somewhat suggestive of “crazyquilt” methods.

accomplishing wonders in the way of producing guaranteed tubable weaves. The best of it i? this applies not only to ginghams, linens and cottons, but also to many silks, satins and crepes. A silk that launders or a satin or a crepe! Is it not an intriguing thought? Especially does it appeal to mothers of little girls who must be spick-and-span and "dressy” for this party and that. It is a fact, since silks and satins which launder to perfection are so easily available these days, it pays to buy this kind for the making of children’s clothes. It Is well to keep in mind, too, that as much of good laundering results depends upon the making of little

daughter’s dress as upon the material itself. When one looks at the charming party frock worn by the wee maid in the picture, it is difficult to realize that, with all its “dress-up” appearance, It is made of satin which will “wash and iron” as satisfactorily as the humblest calico or gingham. A trimming of self-fabric is always satisfactory for the frock to be tubbed. In the instance of the model in the picture scalloped hems are employed, the circles being indicated with a simple outline stitch done in boil-proof silk floss. The cunning pocket and the self-fabric tie at the neck, with a bit of smocking over the shoulders, give this frock an individual hand-made look. Speaking in general in regard to the styling of children’s dresses, Paris considers that extreme brevity adds chic to the silhouette. Hemlines terminate many inches above the knees. JULIA BOTTOM LET. <©. 1928. Western Newspaper Union.» across its entire length which was only broken by a belt of ruby leather. Naturally, the neckline was also diagonal, although It was hidden under the inevitable handkerchief scarf this time of the blue bordered with the openweave material. A little stocking cap of the old blue jersey also had its border of a more brightly hued bouclette. Collars and cuffs of fine hemstitched organdie are a new feminine touch revived for spring.

❖ Speaking of a Strikes i • f * By RING LARDNER To the Editor: I made the remark the other day that I wished 1 was in some sort of a strike and the madam said well why don’t you get into one and I said how can 1 strike when I haven’t got no job answer me that which lor once she would not. Well, afterwards I got to thinking it over and finely I seen away to get into the game that was by organizing a husbands union and demanding a fair trial for the married men. I talked it over with a couple other husbands whom I’m on friendly turns with them and we set down and figured out a set of demands which will first be gave to other busbands for their O. K. and then presented to the wives in the shape of a ultimatum which If each and every demand is not granted the married men will walk out on them the day before Xmas and leave them to explain to the kids why Santa didn't show up. The demands as maped out is as follows: 1. A 20 hour Day and a 6 Day Week. Under the present system the husband is on the job the whole 24 hrs. of the whole 7 days and even while he is asleep he can’t dream nothing that don't remind him of it. The husband wants the hrs. between 8 and 12 every night for rest and recreation, and Sundays to themself for meditation and prayer somewberes away from the home. 2. The Closed Mouth. The way it is now you don't know sooner get in the house when the owner wants to know where you was. The husband wants the right to not answer. 3. A Increase of at Least 50 Per Cent in Pocket Money. The owners is getting bigger allowances than ever before but the husbands is still supposed to go along on the old scale though it costs 3 and 5 times as much to mingle around and where a person used to be able to get paralyzed on SIU it now takes $25 and S3O to even feel like you wanted to bear the Rosary. 4. Collective Marketing. In rare cases, the owner consults the husband as to what would he like for dinner but they generally always wait until just after breakfast when the bare mention of food stuffs rubs the fur the wrong way and even when a husband can rememlter 1 of his favorite dishes at that hr. in the morning and mentions it out loud why he has his trouble for his pains you might say, as the matter will either be forgotten and hushed up before nightfall or else they tried to get it ! but the man at the store advised । them to pass it up as it was libel to be a little ranced at this time of yr. ' or something. In regards to Demand #4. while 1 don’t like to drag in personalities however, I feel strained to say that 1 have been a husband for better or worse than 8 yrs. and have never , kept it a secret from the owner that : my 2 favorite viands was oyster cream stew and doughnuts and yet during the entire Eight Years War ' the no. of messes of doughnuts in I our home has hardly ran into doub e ; figures of 1 thumb. In the case of ! the doughnuts It is generally always broughten up that lard is too expensive for iardners or doughnuts don’t ! set good on the kids or the owner don’t know if lola can make them or not and they don’t seem to be no way of finding out and if you set them from the bakery you don’t know what is in them though personly I don’t give a darn as long as they taste greasy and fill you up. As far as oysters Is conserned they’s a version In the Psalms that : says don’t eat them only in months : which is spelt with a r and though j it goes vs. the grain for a man to ' speak of their wifes shortcomeints suffices to say that they’s many a nice girl that was born a bad speller and just as many that can’t bear the looks of a calendar around the house so for all as they know oys'ers may ; be at their zenith in July instead of ■ vice versa. 5. The Abolition of the Birthday The normal husband has as many ' birthdays per annum as the owner I but where as the husband is exi»ee!ed I to remember the 10 of July or what j ever it is and spend the equal of half a yrs. gold dues where as on the other hand the owner if they don t forget the 6 of March entirely whv they buy you a book that until you h.-tve read it through you can set around ( evenings and pare your finger nails That is the demands as they will* be presented to the owners as soon • as the husbands can get • •retailzed ’ and 1 hope, dear editor, that yu are • I in sympathy with this na^veuieht ^>d will urge all the husbands on vour7 staff as those amongst your *nhs -rile era to ar once join the Am:i:_;smate<l»Married Men of America an 1 pur hL end to the humiliations to w i<h a : member of the servile sect t»ecoi>es a party to rhe’minute they are drug i up to the harmenial alter and if a walk out' is necessary on »iie late chose which is Xmas eve whv I hone the owners will see the liatit and bow to th?* inevitable and n* - try - n>f continue in business with a gang of scabs. 4 (© bv ’be Bell Syndicate. Inc.l ; The Human Heart ? There is no standard wei-bf of w human heart, it varies froth eight tJ । twelve ounces. • Suspicious Ladies “More times than not.” sai ! rhe pes4 ' simist, “woman is given ere-u tor mJ ■ canny intuition when it s non ng but chronic suspicion.”—Detroit News. Lasting Flowers - Drop a bit of wax in the calix ol each cut tuliu and you will find il stays fresh much longer. i Always in Deep Water It takes a raft of frien«i~ to keep i some men afloat. —Boston T(!i:i<cripL I