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Adele Garrison My Marriage Problems The Disclosure Linda Unwittingly Made to Madge. “Whass eatln* you?" IJnda demand ed thickly. “Sight of your own face frighten you? You'll bo scared worse than that before Oracle gets through with you." "My lips are so swollen," I said slowly. Indeed, I was speaking but the truth, for the gag Orace Draper had put upon my mouth was no child's top. But I was glad, indeed, that I had the excuse pat for Linda's ears, thank ful also that she had not been in a position to see in the mirror what I had beheld. For if I had not been the victim of an hallucination, I had seen in the mirror the reflection of some one pass ing outside the trnnsomed door, some one near and dear to me. Under the pretence of examining my swollen lips I looked intently into the mirror, not ing the position and details of the door opposite the mirror, whose partly opened transom above had given me the glimpse of the flitting figure out side. It was clearly a door into another room. I could sec the outlines of a fireplace like that in the room as signed to me, and through a similar door with a transom above I had just entered. The room to which I had been brought and this other, no doubt, once had been designed as a suite with bath between. I dared not prolong my scrutiny, and turning as if in search of a towel, I sent my eyes quickly around the room. A window was the only other opening, a window which led to the outdoors, but which I saw was securely barred. Madge’s Courage Is Fired. “Say, how long 're you going to be?" Linda demanded, not ill-natured ly, however. “Think I've got nothing to do but wait around for you? I’ve got important business on hand, I have.” She had the touch of arrogance which the first stage of Intoxication often gives. I hastened to appease her. I did not know how I could make use of her weakness, hut I meant to play upon it if possible. “Coming this minute,” I said meek ly. “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.” “Oh, thass all right," she replied with an evident attempt at magnnnim It}*, ami I followed her hack Into the room 1 had left with the fragments *)f a dozen mail plans revolving tn my brain. The glimpse I hail received of the figure in the mirror hnd fired my Courage, and I meant to let no slight est chance of getting out of the room slip past me because of my own weak ness or indecision. With every nerve tense, every sense alert, I drank the hot tea Linda had brought and ate the food which ac companied it. While 1 did so, I mi nutely surveyed every square foot of walls, celling and floor of the room w'hlch was my prison. A Charming Prison. It was a most charming and com fortable prison. I had to admit that —a cozy, low-cellinged room with wide casement windows, curtained In hand blocked chintz, with the same costly and exquisite fabric reproduced in draperies and cushion on every hand. A desk, a bookcase, a reading table of old mahogany, harmonized with the bedroom furnishings of the same beautiful wood, while the hooked rugf on the floor and the old prints on the walls were things to make a col lector emerald with envy. Linda no ticed my admiring glances and good naturedly played cicerone. “Thish is old wing of house," she said, patiently trying her best to speak slowly. "It’s awful old, pretty nearly 200, 1 guess. See what a mess the heating Is." She walked to the radiator installed in a recess between the broad win dows, and pushed one of the exquisite old hooked rugs aside with her feet. ‘‘Look here,” she said, and I saw a depression in the floor with a large jagged hole in it through which passed the pipe connecting the radiator with some other below. "Old man owns this place Is a nut.” Linda declared with emphasis. "This hole in floor was here In his great-grandfatheb's time—rat hole, I expect, and he wouldn't let any other be cut for the radiator pipe. So they ran it through here to the room be low. Makes it fine for one thing though, and I'm the only one who knows It. Oh!” She clapped her hand over her mouth as might a child who had un wittingly betrayed a Becret, and looked at me in wide-eyed ludicrous dismay. As I gave no sign of interest, however, she breathed more freely, and hastily pulled the rug to Its former place again. "I'm not going talk to you any more," she said crossly, with a sud den air of authority. "You’re too fresh. Give me that tray and sit down there quiet until I tell you you can get up." J was barely seated In the chair to which she pointed when a key grated in the lock and Grace Uraper came in. First Aid Work Added to Numerous Duties of U. S. Letter Carriers Washington, April 1.—The gray' coated letter carrier, already a collect or for mail order houses, a keeper for queen bees, angle worms and infant alligators, a means of transport for a large part of the country’s com merce and, in some localities, a vend er of stamps, now is asked by the Postoffice department to become also a traveling first aid station. "In case of emergency, call a doc tor. If you can’t get a doctor, call a postman," says a circular Issued by the department today. Then It pro ceed* with a list of Instructions to the postman himself, beginning thus: "Be calm and give orders. Find location of the Injury”. Apply blankets and wrapped hot water bottles.” And so on through the category of accepted methods fbr application of the bandages, compresses, probing for "foreign objects” In a wound, and all the other things that first aid experts recommend. School Boys Shanghaied for Lake Steamer Crews Toledo, O., April 1.—Charges that numerous high school and college boys from central states cities have been shanghaied and lured away from iheir homes during the last month by men organizing crews for certain Great Lakes steamships, ara being Investigated l>y Prosecutor Skeel of Cleveland and Chief of Police Jen nings of Toledo. The investigation was started after Neal F. Maloney, 16. student at Last High school, Cleveland, was found working under guard In the engine room of a ship In the Toledo harbor. The boy’s father, a Cleveland law yer, effected the rescue with tho as sistance of a squad of Toledo police. Battle Fleet of U. S. Navy Sails for San Pedro, Cal. By Anaorlsted T*rn»«. Balboa, Canal Zone, March SI. — Battle fleet of the United States navy”, which has been hero for maneuvers, sailed today for San Pedro, Cal., It is expected to arrive April 11. Burgess Bedtime Stories By THOKNTON W. Bl'BGESS. Johnny Chuck Has m firourt. Imn't ba a groueh; It doesn’t nay. It’a sum to dnv# jour frlsnrti away. —PETER RABBIT. Johnny Chuck had a grouch. Yes, sir. Johnny Chuck had a grouch. Peter Rabbit said so. So did every one else who met Johnny that spring morning when ho camo out of his house for the first time after his long winter's steep. A grouch, you _J "Welcome, old sleepy head, eried Winsome Bluebird. “Isn’t this a lovely spring duy?” know, is a feeling that everything 1b wrong and nothing right. A person with a grouch Is a most unpleasant person to have around. Now ordinarily Johnny Chuck isn't at all grouchy. He usually takes things as they come and makes the best of them. But this particular morning he couldn't sea any good In anything, and it was all beeaus# he had had to get up when he didn't want to. It works that way with some people. After Peter Babbit left him sitting on his door step Johnny Chuck sat there for some time without moving. The sunshine was very warm out there, and Johnny felt that he needed all the warmth that he could get. He had slept curled up in his under ground bedroom without once moving for so many weeks- that it seemed to_ him he never would he able to run around again. He felt cold and stiff, and very, very much out of sorts. Winsome Bluebird flew over to a fence post close by where Johnny was sitting. "Welcome, old sleepy head!'’ cried Winsome Bluebird. "Isn't this a lovely spring day?" "A lovely day doesn't put food In sn empty stomach." grumbled Johnny Chuck. "Pooh!" exclaimed Winsome Blue bird. "No one ns fat ae you should be worrying about food." "Fat under the skin doesn't fill an empty stomach, nor satisfy an appe tite," grumbled Johnny Chuck. "I don't see any green things yet, eo how is a fellow going to cat?'' "Have you been to look for any thing yet?'' asked Winsome Bluebird. "No, and I don't intend to look. It would be a waste of time," retorted Johnny Chuck. Just then Jimmy Skunk came am bling along. Jimmy, who never allow* anything to worry him, was tn the best of Hpirits. "Hello, Johnny!” he cried. "I'm glad to see you awake.” “I’m not glad to be awake!” snapped Johnny. "I don't see any sense In waking a fellow up until there's some thing to wake up for.” "I found some fat beetles this morn ing,” said Jimmy Skunk. He smacked his lips as lie thought of them. “I don't cat beetles.” grumbled Johnny Chuck. "You ought to learn to, then," said .Timmy Skunk. "Then you would find something worth waking up for in the spring.” Johnny Chuck ■ simply turned his back on Jimmy Skunk. Then lie be. gan to mutter to himself. "There’s no sense, there's no sense at all, in waking a fellow so early. Ouch, how stiff I am! I don't believe T'll ever he able to run. No. sir, I don't be lieve I’ll ever he able to run a step. I wish that sun was twice as warm as It is. I don’t feel ns if I ever would get warm through. I don't see what everybody is making such a fuss about the spring for. I don't like It. I suppose for the next two or three weeks I'll have to run my legs off to find enough food to keep me alive. Ouch! I’ve got a cramp in that left hind leg of mine! Oh! That other hind leg is Just as bad! Spring may be all right for those who like it, but I'm not one of them.” And there Winsome Bluebird and Jimmy Skunk left him muttering and grumbling and growling to himself. Tes. sir, Johnny Chuck certainly did have a grouch. ^Copyright, . The next story: "Johnny Chuck Hears Good News.’’ — ■ -.—. One siiledness in sleeves, collars and; the dra[>ery and trimming of the skirt continues. Beatrice Fairfax Problrms That Perplex A. R. K: The old saying, “paddle jour own canoe,’ alwnjs suggests more than Its evident advice to make j-our own way in the world and not expect other folks to solve your prob lems and carry your burdens. It im piles another thought of almost equal importance, and that Is the need of letting other folk* paddle their canoes, No one save' Only you can paddle j'our boat up the stream of life. You have to balance your own cargo—to chart your channel among the rocks and pitfalls—to put your own energy and skill Into lialancing the paddle. Then why not leave other people free to chart their cargoes and handle their own propeller—be it oar, pad dle or a magnificent mechanical con trivance? There is far too much meddling going on in the world. No One to Count On. Dear Miss Fairfax: People are so unreliable. Every friend fails me Sooper or later—and I suppose my ex perience is the common lot. I’m try ing hard not to be cynical, liut in a world where people arc so cruel and thoughtless how an I help feeling miserable and skeptical and cynical too? DISCOURAGED. Why should we go about through the world expecting others to stand by u$. and solve our 1 problems, and smooth our paths? No one has a very easy time fight ' ing the forces of evil and depression and discouragement in Ills own na tufe. Everjone is so busy managing his own affairs that it Isn’t quite fair to expect anyone to stop and adjust the mental attitude of some one else. Of course we all ought to give a helping liand to those who need us. , But why not strive to tie one of those who holds out the helping hand rather than one of the weaker brood who cry for aid? Most of us are too lazy to develop our own resources. We feel that If some one would Just give us sympathy or understanding or provide us with an opportunity, we would make good. But suppose some one does give us a great opportunity, we still have to do our own making good, don t we? Then why not also provide our selves with the opportunity? In our minds we have every factor for success. In our power to think re have ail the equipment we need for progress. But we are too blind or too stub born or too laxy for Die most part to do anything with our equipment. Any one can think straight—but thinking isn’t ea.-iy. Sitting back and waiting BARNEY GOOGLE_ Barney Forgives Sparky, But Takes It Back—Almost. Dra*nforTheO™"**1*B,IlyDeBeck A FINE' PAIR OF DOBS Zj \NE TURNED OU^i "To BE. AnO \ ■ ITS ALL YouR FAULT - I \ WouldnT Bft another Bon Bon 1 ON YOU \F YOU WERE STACKED/ up acjawst a flock of J LAMe poooles t And X y HADDA GrO AND shoot 1 My Roll on YOU - \ YOU Yr V"* **j l ^bu WOUtOrTrX' E.VCM WfllCE A J: = =4 CjOOO POT OF / sfL <*LUE » v' - 1 &>■*««««-U»| BRINGING UP FATHER— V.XTU_p»w, t., n^ogto^ by Mcm.,.. hum: you have a { r-■> little iisoigestioh- ro rather I'LL PUT YOU OH A. TEA SAY SOME ■ i AND TOAST DIET-OPEN THING ELSE | YOUR MOUTH AMO t^ANo"" TOAST OlET *ry~ ' _ WILL THAT f ^ 'I ! e>& all • sic? ? I e«usc ME SOME TEA AH’ TOAST: C/\ r- /. IN AN' A DOUBLE-> ORDER OT CORNED BEEF" AN' CABBAGE ! J *-V (jfttfr'i v-t 'I (E) «•*> •» Nm futw« Sanvtea. l»c. The Days of Real Sport _By Briggs Tut EmD OF Thc PARADE for monit one else to do >our thinking im much >lmnl#r. But It doesn l ac complish a thing unless that thought Inspires you to bestir yourself and do a little constructive work of your own. liarh of us has soma one to count on. But that "some one" we have a way of passing by and neglecting. It is self, with self a eejulpment of mind and self a share of the great : power to think which is tho heritage of each of us. If some one left you a fortune w:th no strings to It and no demand other than that you should work eight hours a day In order to have posses slon of $100,000 you’d probably woik with a right good will. But we have teach of us a thing greater than money at our disposal. It Is the power to think, to create, to advance, to make ourselves of ac count and the world better for our being in It. And the only ’’string" 1 to this heritage is the need of work ing In order to come into full posses slon of it. ■So why not exert ourselves and : think? Why not think sanely and well? Why not prove to our own sat isfaction that we have something great to count on—somethliing utide featable—the power of thought? I < Ruth: Opposites attract. This is one of the oldest love theories of the world. But It is a tragic half-truth. Opposites do attract, but then Beldom hold together. 1 X'o one can get on for tong with anyone who does not speak his lan guage—and who will make no effort to learn it. In our friendships we all seek those who understand us. who find enjoyment In the things which please use and whose standards and beliefs are at least intelligible to u». The men or women who have noth ing in common but their physical at traction for each other are taking a grave chance when they try to build a life's happiness on the appeal which Is dangerously likely to be physical and perhaps passing. The mere lure of the senses cannot be counted upon to hold two people together In an existence that is well rounded and satisfying. Kissing and holding hands won't do to fill a life time. And the men and women who try to build a life together on physical attraction with no mental community of spirit are likely to end up by feel ing a sort of physical revulsion which is hideous to endure. To come home from the day's work to someone w ho is agreeable to your nature ar.d In harmony with your ambitions, longings, tastes and de sires means peace and the sort of joy which Is far more enduring than the emotional excitement some mistake for happiness. 1 The love that is based on congenial ity has a real foundation. It has a fine chance of enduring. Two who have tastes and ambitions as well as desires in common are bound to grow together instead of drifting apart. Uncle Sam Says Thirty World Heroes. The United States Pureau of Edu cation has prepared a teaflet listing recommended reading on the lives of SO of the world's heroes. There is no more Inspiring reading than good biography. It gives tis strength, power and courage to do and -dare. The biographies selected are those which stand out among the leaders of men through the ages. The stones are interesting and inspiring and il lustrate distinct steps in the progress of man in his struggle for freedom. Headers of The Omaha Dally Ree may obtain a copy of this leaflet free as long as the free edition lasts by •.. • ■' • 1 . i ADVERTISEMENT. 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