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EDITORIAL
COX UNO TAMMANY
' r' ; . 5 triieh Is certaia
to hulk l.r. rat election, day np
> roachcs. is tli■> alliance of €ox
v l:'i Tatsa::y arc Brennan. TU<-V
"" ' jsttcr f:or.s 'o til© ciUe* of
Nv'.v York and C'-icago. They are
'a me clcl', belong ia the
• . rr.'..". "o and work for the
t vi N .7 .ramany is knowathe
- < - Br r.nan's machine in
r plica in micature o
T.
t :.o question but tha
ar.izations put Cox In
r r N v York City and
i f it Cos would
ai !y ' • '<<" But not all
r« Uvo ia x y. CY
t •£ r.'u t'*... rst of America'
ii i C;.ic.u'0. Aud the corrup
i •' Tu=::::rr.y will more thaa
rl.Ju::c- the fame of the
i. ct r.oo cvi-lt which was
ju • t c- in. t1 hope that some
weal] l,.,- h:rd into voting for a
Mm'- and r.o* for principle.
C . an I R.io^erelt. can k-ep
l! :r : > a'j '. ow'-vr with the
v. ..lit- v'.ili lave V< n attached
down B wiIi l>« the
• f t i* present geawigm.
A ' {.to f >r Cos i- a vote for
T:i-..man;.- rale thruout the nation.
HiSHEST PRAISE
T: ■ Eairl-c ia a recent edition.
~i\• - us a s.tup!® of what we
pretties in th? way of results
f t Ik'.- ="at> to Coasnt". P«r
haps the ii-ws Item did not in
t the cb :o'.:s conduction which
n ouM be p'ac d on t'a« incident
r ;;TdeJ. ii.
^V.h.er. Crist, by could not se
cure from Congress the road ap
! r« ila.ion, for this year, ho rush
ed for G-ceral Richardson, and
th coniDiacd influence had no
«'l"ct upon. 'hp. JIou-hj to which
};r. Grl?sby is a Delegate for
a; t':a. It i' rot surprising that
the vM "woad) r what I'v* done'now
look carr.e over his faco when he
was about to receive "the highest
ho l XOT do.
Governor Riggts
ure anything twt
i t C: 51' ... from the House
r.ut la the -nate, (can it be he
cause h- i- Hot known therei
orijJrial 11 . Whi h in ron'er
e.ico v»th the Uoufce- 1-ader* wa
lb-> appropriation was raided to the
reduced to $350,000.
Nos Its obvious that our dele
gat© tas very little influenco ia
C jasr^ss and l's even, mor* obvlou3
that what AliMii ne^'d3 is the right
ki1:^ o( a roprcs'nta'ive at Wash
iagton. Th« caliber has deteriorated
very marlcedly diuring the Demo
cratic regime, and Its high time
ttat £'aska gots representation,
whl*ih comes up to tan high, average
of cipaabK- men vho are maiming
the lines on tin3 no", hern frontier.
POSITIVELY CRUEL.
"I don't know of any man who lis-,
tens to a tuird luck story with u
more sympathetic air than Mr. Wad
lelgh."
"Then he has n kind heart?"
"No. It's as hard us adamant. He
enjoys the discomfiture of the poor
wretch who Is brusquely refused alms ,
Just when he Is flattering himself thai
hs never did a better piece of acting I
In all his career as a panhandler."—
Birmingham Age-Herald.
Had to Obey the Law.
"Why did you let him get away
from you?" thundered the chief.
"He—er—took a mean advantage of
me." replied the green detective. "He
ran across the glass in the park,
and—"
"Why didn't you follow?"
"Well, there was a notice there,
'Keep off the grass!'"—Stray Stories.
Tastes Differ.
Mr. Sankey—You dou't like toma
toes, won't eat them and are thus de
priving yourself of much in life. If 1
were you I'd learn to eat them.
Mrs. Sankey—l>ut you don't like
rhubarb, John!
"Oh, well. l>ut that's not fit to eat."
—London Answers.
CUTTING t'P.
Freight Auditor—Wore you In on
tt when our directors cut the melon?
Cashier—N'o. But I cut some fig
ure when they cut the payroll.
Necessary.
L>on"t set the notion ih your head
That you <an be a shirk.
The world won't Kiv<? yoti meat and bread
Vriless you uive It work.
In Doubt.
"For a chap just ••iiL-utfed to sueh a
lovi ly jrlrl you seem a hit gloomy."
"Well. I'm worried. You know Jes
slca Is mii enlliiisinsi always. Once It
was for horses. miiv for dogs. once
prize poultry, once Angora cats. Now
—am I a regular s«e»'thpurt or is *he
just taking up another animal fail?"
Seeking Kelp.
"1 didn't unite understand your re
pent spi-iM-h" remarked the admiring
constituent.
"I'm riirht sorry about that." re
plied Si liatnr Sor-j! mm. confidentially.
'I thought tn; \ you could explain it
to uie."
Th~ L?s! Resort.
"There's o|,e itlltej left. If tills hltsl
m»ss venture of n ., Is I know what
I Hiall have to tr\ next." *
"What's that?"
"I shall have to lir/n wrltlns plays
for the moving pleiure people."
One on the Editor.
Fresh—I kt'ow more ahout this joke
Same than the ed;»r does.
Soph—That's possible.
Fresh—Sure: he thought the stuff I
submitted was original.—Stanford
Chaptirral,
A Chmged Man.
"Our candid-tie is getting fond of
public speaking."
"I'll say so a while back we could
•tardly coax liltn to stand up, and now
j t's practically Impossible to Induce
I him to sit down."—Judge.
Ethel Could Advise.
Ella—Jack's been •;< I litis on me for
six months. Pon't you think it's time
lie proposed?
Ethel—oh. no; it was nearly n year
before he propos.il to me.—London
Answers.
Queer Fact
"There Is a very paradoxical sort
of pleasure In speeding."
"How ilo you make thnt out?"
•"It ic chiefly the sad dogs who go
on J»y rides."
Vitamines.
Scientists are r:>>r in accord on many
theories nliont the rather elusive
vitamines. but 111• • y all agree as to the
iniportunce of these substances. Men
of science all over the world are mak
ing vitamine studies. One chemist
has Just announced that, so far as Its
vitamine content is concerned, ounce
for ounce orange juice is more valua
ble a.< food than milk. Other scientists
are making tests to find out whether
the Important substances are cooked
out of existence In the highly-heated,
commercially-canned foods, while oth
ers are trying desperately to Isolute
one little vitamine so that they can
teli lUe world exa.ily what It looks
AN ANNIVERSARY •
By MABEL E. BLIGH.
<v& 1920. by McClure Newspaper Syndicate )
.Mrs. Crawford picked up her sewing
nnd threw It tiowu again 111 disgust.
Her wrath was not unjustified. She
surveyed her surroundings with pro
found Indignation. The furnHure
seemed a kind of symbol of tlie drenr.v
monotony of life. It expressed so
clearly the relentless decay of youth
and hope.
The rocker In which she sat. with all
the defects of antiquity save Its
charm, was a summary of her married
life. It had been intended for mere
temporary use: it had been their pleas
ant conviction that Ip a yeflr or two
they would replace it with something
better—something that one could live
with always. But Alfred's affluence
had proved always just over the ridge
of attainment.
She then went over again the bills
In her desk. Once a month for 20
years she had struggled over these
bills, buoyed up with a placid faith,
that "next month" there would be
something left over. But that next
mouth never came.
It was not the everlasting prox
imity to poverty which made Mrs.
Crawford's eyes grow dim us she sat
in the fust darkening room reviewing
her life. She had not married Alfred
for money. She had loved him. Fie
was a sober, steady, quiet, generous
little man. witli an. unfailing good
disposition, whom anyone must love.
Nevertheless, she could not quell an
unruly sense of resentment. If only
Alfred would be different occasionally.
She shook her head helplessly.
There was no use. The glowing fab
ric of hope had faded, ns doubtless It
must for everyone.
Her mind flashed back over tne
yeurs to the perfumed summer eve
nings when she waited nt the gate In
the twilight, eagerly awaiting Alfred
In his neat, dark suit and prodigiously
high collar, swinging his stick smart
ly. It was usually dark when he ar
rived—with no regrets for that. They
had not been married then, of course.
She thought of her wedding. She
had made her bridal gown herself.
Their honeymoon had been spent at
a little summer resort only a few miles
from' her home by trolley. She smiled
to think of those few days and how
quickly they had slipped away.
Reluctantly, her thoughts came
back to the bleak present. Alfred
would be cominv in presently. Then
he would say: "llello. dear." make
some formal Inquiry as to her occu
pation during the day and sometimes
about the children. After supper he
would submerge liitnseif In the rocker
and co to sleep Sometimes he would
kiss her or n mil himself to be kissed.
Thus the days had ended for more
yeirrs than she could remember.
Just at this stage of thinking she
aearil voices on the p.»rrh outside
where she was sitting. Evelyn. the
oldest of her girls and most like her
self. was there with her young man.
Her eyes clouded wistfully. Kvelyn
was adorable and so young!
Hearing Alfred coining up the front
step*, she went to greet liiisi.
"Supper i> reaily," she said, for
want of something else to say.
"Let the children eat it." he replied
briefly: "we are going out tonight."
"Out?" she repeated, untaxed.
"Yep." he smiled mysteriously.
"Hurry up, dear: get divs
She turned and faced hiia.
"Alfred Crawford! Whatever are
you up to?" she demanded.
He looked comically sheepish ami
said:
"Why—er—I thought we'd have a
little dinner In town and then go to
the theater. l!ememl>or Ihmv we used
to go. dear?"
"Of course I remember!" she cried.
"But Alfred, we can't afford it."
"Oh. hang the expense!" he said
cheerfully, "fiuess you don't remem
ber what dav this is. dear."
Well, slip remembered thnt. too.
Thoroughly mystified. she wont up
and dressed. She roulil hear her hus
band softly singing one of her favor
ite songs—"Silver Throails Among the
Gold."
"By gracious, yon're a better look
ing girl than any of our daughters!"
he declared with conviction as lie look
ed at her.
Then, trying to change the subject,
she said:
"What In the world has got into
you ?"
He hung his head quite boyishly,
she thought.
"We11." he replied. "I Just hap
pened lo be Ihinkiiig that—well—that
we are getting Into sort of n rut. you
know."
As titer were about to leave she
noticed a long, white-papered box on
the hall table and asked:
"What have you there. Alfred?"
His absent-mindedness still clung to
hint.
"Oh. that? Von got me so excited
1 forgot It." With a quick gesture he
tore off the plater. "They're just
some flowers I bought for you at the
florist's—some pinks. Yo'i used to be
so fond of them, you know."
As they sat in the darkness of the
theater, and the orchestra was play
ing "Hearts and Flowers." hor hus
band became aware of suspicious
sounds emanating from his wife.
"What are you crying about, dear?"
Her hand stole out until It found
his.
"Oh. Alfred." she sniffed; "I—I'm
so happy to know you are still the
same old sweetheart You did not
forget, after all."
THE WHITE CANOE
By DORA MOL'LAN.
lis), 1V-U. by JucClure ^awspuper Syndicate.)
Every person, young or old. living
on the hanks of tlie beautiful Se
gatchie river, has heard the tradition
of the white canoe.
Now the tradition runs that Snow
bird, nn Indian maiden, was murdered
close by the shores of the river, In
the moonlight, then set adrift In her
own canoe, long before the eye of a
white man first fell on the Segntclile.
Ever since her ghost has appeared,
from time to time, to mortal eyes;
so goes the legend. And always has
the coming foretold the sudden and
violent departure of another soul.
Cecil ITortoo was five when she
spent her first summer on the Se
gatchie; she had passed her twentieth
birthday when the events here re
corded took place.
It was the tenth of September. The
ITortons were to return to the city
on the fifteenth. Cecil was planning
a dance for the evening of the twelfth,
the Inst of a series In the Horton boat
house. Dick Harvey sat beside her on
the boatliouse steps.
Evidently the girl's thoughts were
not bearing fruit for she turned to
her companion. "Oh, Dick," she
pleaded, "do try and think up some
thing unique for the feature of my
last dnnco—something exciting; some
thing thrilling!"
Dick seized hopefully upon his
opportunity. "You might announce
our engagement." But the Jiopeful
ness died a-bornlng as he glimpsed
the quick frown above his eompan-"
Ion's eyes and he continued, In tragic
moroseness, "Or we might stage a
murder; I'd be glad to help you out
in that."
"I have It, Dick!" she ejaculated—
"the white canoe."
Followed nearly an hour or expla
nations, pleadings and overriding of
Dick's objections by Cecil, and finally
a roluctaut consent from Dick. But
he made it conditional. "Xow, re
member," he stipulated, "not a single
dance with that I'errone crook while
I'm away pulling the fadeaway Indian
maiden stuff."
"Of course, Dick; I promise. But
you've no business to speak' of him
that way just because you don't know
every hit of bis past history. Why do
you?" '
"Shifty eyes." was Dick's laconic re
joinder.
The night of the dance came and,
all too soon for Dick at least,, came
eleven o'clock. Ilie time agreed upon
for him to absent himself and take
tip the spu role of "Snowbird."
The fail moon carried out Its part
of tiie program. At half after eleven
Cecil, pleading fatigue, seated herself
by tUe broad river front doorway, pre
pared i.> jump up at any instant and
announce to the guests, with becoming
dramatic effect, that the Indian maiden
was abroad in her canoe.
But she wailed fruitlessly. The
minutes passed: no white canoe
appeared. Midnight, and yet nothing
stirred on tin' hroad bosom of the
Segatcliie. Dlsapitohited, a little angry.
Cecil yielded at last to the pleading
of the fascinating lVrrone and danced
three times In succession with him.
Dick /Ilarvey did not appear again
'hat night and nrxt morning, '• hen-he
came over to the Morton place, he gave
most unsatisfactory answers to Cecil's
peremptory questions. Also lie wore
an inscrutable, self-satisfied expression
that enraged the young lady. She
let him know it. Yet Dick went oflf
whistling. Which affected Miss Mor
ton so extremely little that at mid
night she was still awake.
Suddenly, as her abstracted gaze
turned to the farther shore, a shiver
ran through Cecil's frame. From out
the shadows of the forested bank
gilded a tenuous-, filmy something that
while she strained her eyes in nwe.
took clearly, indubitably, as It crossed
the pathway of the moon, the form of
a white canoe, silently paddled by a
girlish figure in white, crowned by
snowy feathers.
Cecil started from her seat. She
would call some member of the sleep
ing household to witness this awesome
sight.
Then from the balcony roof out
side, close by her, came a whisper. It
was Dick Harvey's voice.
"There's a burglar Inside. Cecil. The
officers have gone in Keep still, don't
move. If he opens your door I can
see hltn from here in this light.
Sh-sh-sh."
Slowly, without sound, the" door
opened. A dark figure was vaguely
outlined on the threshold. Even in
the semi-darkness it looked strangely
familiar to Cecil. From the window
Dick Harvey's stacatto baritone
snapped: "That's far enough, you—
stand si ill!"
There was n glint or steel ns tne in
truder fluni! hnck. "Hold up your
tin nils nn<] keen "
In the open window a shot flashed
and roared. P.y the door there was
a crumpled heap on the floor.
"Pobson, that detective friend of
mine." Dick explained to Cecil after
the shock of the tragedy had softened,
"wired me to keep tab on Perrone till
they could set here. That's what kept
me away last night. Tonight we
followed him here. He was wanted
for burg'ary and murder. Clear bad.
I had to shoot. Hut it's a rotten thing
to kill your rival."
"Rival? Oh. Dick!"
Cecil believes the legend ran true.
Dick, however, Insists that Snowbird
was a dream maiden. Tliey often
argue about It.
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