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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 10, 1923)
-A Homecoming Day C? y at Nebraska City J. Sterling Morton Residence and Parks to Be Presented ^ to State That Day. Plans are bting mads to have every resident of Omaha who is g for mer resident of Nebraska City at tend the big “homecoming day” cel ebration to be held in the latter city on September 27, at which time the residence of the late J. Sterling Mor ton and the Morton park will be for-^ mally presented to the state of Ne braska. Former Nebraska City res idents from all parts of the United States are also expected to return for the celebration. An organization meeting, for the purpose of perfecting plans for Oma hans to go to Nebraska City on that day, will be held in the office cX R. C. Druesdow in the Omaha National bank building Monday evening at 7:30. According to Mr. Rruesdow, there are from 500 to 700 former Nebraska Cicyans here and a large number are expected to go down from Omaha. A band will be taken along and the Missouri Pacific will run a special train down and back. Prominent people from all over the country are expected to attend the celebration. Programs will be held in the afternoon and evening. Gov ernor Bryan will represent the state and make the speech of acceptance. Land Close to Beatrice Sells for $250 an Acre Beatrice, Sept. 9.—The Humphrey 20 acre tract adjoining this city on the ' northeast was sold to Shepherd sis ters today for $250 an acre. They! will establish a poultry plant on the property. King Tulls” His Yacht to V ictory Isle of Wright, England.—This striking photograph shows King tieorge of England lending a hnnd with the spinnaker on his yatcli Britannia during the recent raring at Cowes. His majesty is a keen and practical yachtsman. -—- ' .^s • _ _ /ifjl I , iOvTde.n ra t ton -PorTer SYNOPSIS. . Michael O'llulloran. an orphaned news I boy. finds a little lame girl while on un errand with another hoy. The child w frantic for feur that tile authorities will place her In an orphanage since the death of her grandmother a few hours prevkms lv. Michael, or Mickey, is slightly afraid of the child, hut sympathies with her o\er tin* prospect of the orphans luinie. She pleads with him not to leave her. reaches finally persuades Micky to tukp her away. lie hires a woman to assist him and gets her established in hi* home in Sunrise Alley. After bathing her Micky gi \ es her his bed. Both fall " Douglas Bruce, the mnn who aided Micky In obtaining his money from a higger boy, is Introduced with la»*ll® \\ inton. a woman who loves the swamps and great outdoors. During their con \ersation It is decided that Leslie will take a trip to the swamp and attempt to make a basket as artistic as that of the Indian women. IContinurd From Saturday.) Mickey poured on ointment, ihen began suftly rubbing it into the dread ful buck. His face was drawn with anxiety and filled with horror H« was afraid, but the nurse said this he should d<v while Mickey's first lesson had been implicit obedience. So he rubbed gently as he was fearful: when Peaches made no complaint, a little stronger, and a little stronger, until he was tired. Then he covered her, telling her to lie on it, ami see how it felt. Peaches looked at him with wondering eyes. "Mickey," she said, "nothin’ in all my fife ever felt like that, an' the ^^dee cool washin’ you do. Mickey, ^^ovest, nex' lime 1 act mean lout what you want to do to me, sinp me good, an' JioUl me, an’ go on an' do it"’ "Now nix on the beating said Mickey. I never had apy from my ^ mother; but the kids who lost sales to; me took my nickels, and give nie | plenty. ..light to know. Lily, that I'm trying hard as I can to make you feel good: and to take care of you. What I want to do. I think will make you better, so I'm just nachally going to do it. 'cause you're mine, and you got to do*, hat I say. But I won t say anything that'll hurt you and make you worse. If you must take time to think new things over, I can wait: but I can't hit you Idly, vour're too little, too sick, and I like you too well. I wish you'd be a lady! i wish you wouldn't ever be bad again!" "Hoh I feel so good!" Peaches stretched like a kitten "Mickey, bet; I can walk 'fore long If you do that! often! Mickey, I just love you, an' love you." Neatly he put away all that had been supplied him: before lighting the burner he gave Idly a ijrink of milk and tried arranging both pillows to prop her up as h,e had been shown. When the water boiled he dropped'in two bouillon cubes the nurse had given him, a»d set out some crackers he had V>""ht He nut the milk in two cups. on he cut the bread, he caret ‘ "ted every crumb, putting I in the hope that a bird n! The thieving sparrows watching windows and stealing from stores set out to cool, were soon there. Peaches, to whom anything with featherst was a bird, was filled with joy. The odor the broth was delicious. Mickey danced, turned handsprings./ind made the funniest remarks. Then he flxejj the bowl on a paper, broke the crack ers In her broth, growing unspeakably happv at her delight as she tasted It. "Mickey, will we be slum kidt#al ways?" Peaches asked. "Not on your tin type!" cried Mic key. "If this is slum kids. I like It. pro tested Peaches. "Well, Sunrise Alley sln’t ^ so slummy ns where you was, Lily,” ex Plained thy boy. • Thii l-4 jjnmd,” ivnch^y. rinr an' grand! No lady needn't hnvej II "She wouldn’t say so," said Mickey "Rut lyily, you K«t. pomothlntf moat of the mlllylngalre ladles hasn't "What Mickey?” she asked interest-; ediy. . ... j "One man all to yourself, who will ! do what you want. If you ask pretty, and he ain't going to drag you 'round and make you do things ynh don't like to, and hit yon, and swear at you, and get drunk, (lee, T bet the worst you ever had didn't hurt more than I've seen some of the swell dames hurt sometimes. It’d ;nake you sick Lily" "I goes ' '-iI It would," said the girl, '"cause granny told 'me the same thing. T.ots of times she said ’at she couldn't see so much in bein’ rich if you had to ho treated like she'saw rich ladles. She said all they got nut of It wns nice dresses an' struttln' when their men wasn't 'round: mdse the money was theirn, an’ nen they made the men pay. Klie said it wns 'bout half and half." "So ’tls!" cried Mickey. "Tell you Lily, don't let's ever he t’Tch! Let's just have enough." “Mickey, what Is 'enough?' ” asked M p. ache « "Why plenty, hut not Ion much!" explained Mickey judicially. "Not enough to fight over! Just enough to he comfortable." "Mickey, I’m eomf'rable as nangel now (tee 1 'in gUol. Lily,"■ said Mickey ili deep satisfaction. "Maybe He heard my S. O. S. after all, and you just being comfortable is the answer. CHAPTER IV. “Bearer of Morning.” "Douglas,” called Leslie over the telephone, "I have developed nerves.” “Why?” inquired he. "Dad has just come In with a pair of waist-high boots, and a scalping knife, I think,” answered Leslie. “Are you going to bring a blanket and a war bonnet?" "The blanket. I ran; the bonnet, I might,” said Douglas. "How niiiv will you be ready?" she asked. f ■ Whenever you say,” he replied. "Five?” she queried. "Very well!” he answered. "'And Leslie."I would suggest a sweater, short stout skirts, and heavy gloves. Do you know if you are susceptible tp poison vines?” _ ^■"1 have handled anything wild sa I pleased all my life," she said. • "I have waders, too," he said, "and I'm going into the swamp with you. Wherever you wish to go. I will pre cede you and test the footing." "Very well! I have lingered on the borders long enough Tomorrow will be my Initiation. Ry night I'll have learned the state of my artistic abil ity with natural resources, and I'll know whether the heart of the swamp is the loveliest sight I ever have seen, and I will have proved how I 'line up' with a squaw-woman." “Istslie, I'm now reading a most interesting human document," said Douglas, "and in It I have reached the place where Indians In the heart of terrific winter killed and heaped up a pile of deer in early day in Min nesota. then went to camp rejoicing, white their squaws were left to walk twenty-eight miles and each carry bark on her shoulder a deer frozen stiff. Leslie, you don't line op! You are not expected to.” ^<‘Do you believe that. Douglas?” asked th<r girl. “It’s history dear, not fiction," he answered. "Douglas!” she warned. "Leslie, I beg your pardon! That was a slip!” cried he. "I’m coming, Leslie!” .“Oh!" she breathed. "What shall I do?" she gasped. She glared around her. trying to decide whether she should follow her ini pulse to hide, when her father en tered the room. "Daddy,” she cried. "If you want to tie nice to me go away a little while. (In somewhere a few minutes and stay until I call you". "Leslie, what's the matter?" he asked. “'I’ve been talking to Douglas, and daddv, he's coming like a charging Highland trooper. Dafldy, I heard him drop the receiver and atart. Please, please fco away a minute. Even the deafest father In the world can't do anything now! We muat set tle this ourselves.” “I'm not to be allowed a word?" he protest®!. "Daddy, you've had two years! If you know anything to say against Douglas and haven't said ft in all that time, why should you begin now? You couldn't help knowing! Daddy, do go! There he 4s! I hear him!” Mr. Wlnton took his daughter In his arms, kissed her tenderly, and left the' room. A second later Douglas ISrure -entered. Rufthlng to Leslie he eaught her to his breast roughly, while with a strong hand he pressed her ear against his heart. I,eslie remained quiet a -long second. Then she lifted her face, adorable, misty eyed and tenderly smiling. "Douglas, I never listened to a heart before! How do I know what It Is saying? I can't tell whether It Is talking about me or protesting against he way you’ve been rushing around!" "No levity, my lady," he said grimly. "This Is serious business. Vou listen while I Interpret. I love you, Leslie! Every bent, every stroke love for you. I claim you! My mate! My 'vlfe! I want you!” He held her from him, looking into her eyes. "Now Leslie, the answer” he cried. "May I listen to It or will you tell me? Is there any answer? What Is your heart saying? May I hear or will you tell me?" "I want to tell you!" said the gill. "I love you, Douglas! Every heat, every stroke, love for you.” liarly the next morning they In spefted their equipment carefully, then drove north to the tamarack swamp, where they arranged that Leslie and Douglas were to hunt material, while Mr Wlnton and the driver went to the nearest Indian set tlement to find the squaw who had made the other basket, and bring her to tlie swamp. Through fern and brake head high, through sumac, willow, elder, button hush, gold yellow’ and hlood red nsi»rw, past northern holly, over spongy moss carpet of palest silvery green up-piled for ages, over red veined pitcher plants spilling their fullness, among scraggy, odorous tamaracks, beneath which cranberries and rose i to try wen blooming: through ethereal pair mists of dawn, In their ears lark ^sunga of morning from the Holds, her mit thrushes in the swamp, hell bird* tolling molten notes, in a minor strain a swelling chorus of sparrows, tit mice. warblers, vireos, went two strong, healthy young people newly promised for "better or worse." Leslie sank to her knees. Douglas lifted her up. set her on the firmest location he could see, adoring her with his eyes and reverent touch. Since that first rough grasp as he drew her to him. Leslie nad felt posi tively fragile in his hands. She -smiled at him her most beautiful smile when wide-eyed with emotion. “Douglas, listen!” breathed Leslie. "1 hear exquisite music," he an swered. v "Hut don’t you recognize it?" she cried. i "It does seem familiar, but I am not sufficiently schooled in music— The grl began isoftly to whistle. "By Jove!" cried the man. "What is that Leslie?” "D1 Provenza. from Travlata." she answered. "But I must stop listen in for birds Douglas, when 1 can scarcely watch fo- ft ' r have to keep all the time looking to make sure to.it ) 'U man.” "And I, that you are my woman.” "My man. can wo think of any thing save ourselves today? Pan we make that basket?" It would be a bad start to give up our first undertaking together,” h« said. {< ontioril It the fWonoac lire Tomorrow.) The more you eat, the more " you enjoy the flavor of FIG N E WTO NS The tasty golden brown cakes filled with fig jam. They are made by the bakers of Uneeda Biscuit The World’s Best Soda Cracker NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY “Uneeda Bakers" Rialto—"Lawful Larceny.” Moon—"Shadows of the North.” World—"The Untamable.” . Strand—"Dulcy.” Sun—"Trifling With Honor." Muse—"Stormswept.” (.land—"Penrod and Sam.” Allan Dwan’s new-eet screen offer ing, "Lawful Larceny,” opened Sun day, for a week, at the Rialto, with four stars In the cast, Nita Naldl, Hope Hampton, Lew Cody and Con rad Nagel. It is a clever domestic drama from the stage play_of Samuel Shipman's play of the same name. The story deals with the struggles of young wife to free her husband from the wiles of a designing woman who had inveigled him into gambling at her house and after winning all ,i^ money held I. O. U.s for $25,000. Uu known to her husband she enters the gambjing life and in addition to win ning sums of money, steals away from the woman gambler the faith fulness of one of her followers. She and the accomplice burglarize the safe, seize the I. O. U. In question and make their getaway. The final disclosure in the home discomfits the gambling set and reunites the hus band and wife. One of the finest scenes of the lec ture is a splendid Egyptian prologue, beautifully costumed and photo graphed. Nita Naldl is cast as Cleo patra.^ The whole picture Is a study in lavish settings and gorgeous cos tuming. Constance Talmadge presents pure farce comedy in ''Dulcy/' in which she is featured at the Strand this week. ''Dulcy” ls-a dumbell with a propensity for mixing into anything and everything and generally dis turbing the smooth even tenor of ac tion and creating nothing bfit trouble. Produced from the stage play of that name, "Dulcy” has undoubtedly lost some of its brilliancy in attempt ing to make action moments of mirth out of the quick and snappy dialogue and play upon words thnt were a great deal of the attraction of the stage plqy. "Dulcy” on the screen is funny and brings many laughs, but it carries In it the evidences of how hard the director. Mis* Talmadge, and the cast have worked to maka it funny. The play starfs off with a honey moon. Thtn Dulcy, In^an attempt to aid hubhy becomes his stenogra pher and through her well meant hut honeheaded efforts she almost lost for him his chances for a big merger. All that save* the day Is the belief of the millionaire that no woman could be quite so dumb. The jrork of Miss Talmadge is fine. as usual, and she Is ably aided by John Harron and Gilbert Douglas. Some of the lighting effects of the star and cast are works of artistic beauty. Admirers of Gladys Walton In her previous flapper roles are going to be all at sea and should be agreeably surprised at her work In "The Un tamable," In W'hlch she is starred at the World this week. It is a real op portunity for Miss Walton to portray an emotional part for the screen and her characterization is splendid. The story of "The Untamable” is of a heroine of a dual perso*nllty. Possessor of the rights to a great fortune she comes under the Hypnotic influence of the administrator. Dr. Copin. Wihenever under his influence her usually sweet character seems to undergo a change, recreating ' the quiet girl into a rampaging demon, whipping her servants, and smashing things generally. The hero marries Tier and defies the doctor—who is killed by one of his own vicious dogs in the olimatic_moment of the pic ture. -The production is excellent enter tainment and interesting throughout. Malcolm McGregor, John Sainpolls and Etta Lee make up the supporting cast. Life along the gold trails and the mining camps of the northwest, is pictured in "Shadows of the North,” in which William Desmond Is starred at the Moon this week. Desmond, as Wolf Darby, and his partner Pancake struck gold after weary years of prospecting and coming down to a little mining village hear of the en trance of Canada into the world war. Wolf goes, but in the time of bis ab sence his claim is "jumped” by a gang of the stay-at home ne'er do-wells. There Is a girl in the story and she Is cast as the daughter of the leader of the claim jumpers. Upon Wolfs re turn there is plenty of action while he wrests the claim from the hands o< the robbers. High lights of the picture (include the stirring roughhouse battles of Desmond and the leader of the claim jumpers. Then there is Rin Tin Tin, the police dog who is given a prom inent part as northern "husky.” Much of the photography is beautiful In its shots of the Canadian Rockies. "Trifling With Honor,” a well cast and well-balanced photoplay produc tion, is a corking good baseball story and comes to the Sun this week Just when the interest of Omaha is at its height in things about baseball. It is a human story and extremely In teresting. Rorkl^fe Fellowes as "The Gas Pipe Kid,” later Bat ghugrue. Idol of Fifth Husband Dead; Through With Marriage Her fifth husband dead from ar senic poisoning which she was ac cused of administering, Mrs. Florence Drueeri (above) declared after release by Chicago . coroner that she is through with marriage. the Pacific Coast league, is an Ideal star for the part. As the gas pipe kid he's a bad egg and on the day of his release from prison commits another crime but escapes with the aid of money from the girl who has been awaiting him. Kritzi Ridgeway is the girl, but five years later as Bat Shugrue, the gas pipe kid has forgotten his obligations to the girl who awaited him and aided him when he needed the help. Buddy Messtnger as the small broth er of the girl is a whole hearted ad mirer of Bat. At the moment when the baseball idol contemplates throw ing a game, he meeis the boy who tells him of his faith in him and how he is going to model his life after the supposedly perfect life history of Bat Shugrue. In the finale the base bail player overrpmes the dishonest crook of his former life and all ends happily. Petors Trust Company Asks County Tax Refund A further step ip the effort of the Peters Trust company to get its tax assessment reduced was taken Katui day, when th > company filed suit in the district court against Douglas county for a refund <}f 11,325.43, which the company paid under pro test. This sum was the tax on the 1238,• 171 15 under dispute. The board of equalization raised the declared value of the Peters Trust company prop erty this amount. The company claims it is being double taxed lie cause this sum is invested with the Keystone Investment company and that company is paying takes on it. Adele Garrison “My Husband’s Love” The Surprise Thai Came to Trouble Madge. If there had been a mirror suddenly placed before my face when my neighbor Mrs. Petey Marks, made her astounding proposition, I am sure It would have Veflected an open mouthed stare, with a Jaw ridicul ously down-dropped. It took me several seconds to com prehend that her refjnest for Dicky’s evening clothes m^int that In some mysterious fashion she intended to get them pressed for me, and sev eral additional seconds elapsed be fore I ceuld rid myself of the fear that Dicy's anger If he learned of my acceptance of her aid, would be something with which to reckon. His glimpses of our bizarre neigh bors had been so displeasing to him that I knew he wrould strongly re sent my putting myself under the yoke of ever so slight an obligation to them. "I don't blame you for opening your mouth like a fish.” Mrs. Marks giggled gleefully at her own simile. "You didn’t expect to find a tailor right in the next room did you, dearie?” I winced at the diminutive endeav mcnt—it is one of my strongest aversions—and stammered, a foolish repetition of her words. "A—a—tailor!" '‘Surest thing you know,” came the cheery response. "I worked nearly a year at it before I married Petey, and, believe me. that's some time in my young life to stick to one thing. But I quit because I wanted to, not because I had to, you can bet your last cent on that! My boss offered me more money to stick when I told h:m I was going, but nothing cook ing, nothing at all. He said I wag the best presser he ever had, so you don't need to fear I'll spoil your hub's things. ‘‘You Needn't Worry—” "But you’d better let me get at 'em," she declared. "There ain’t any too much time before he gets home, and you naturally won't want to let him know who's really done the job for you. I can tell he hasn't any violets or roses in his mitt for me or Petey—he don't like us one little bit—but that’s neither here nor there — like you, fine—and you done me a good turn the other night that I won't forget in a hurry. So just rush out the clothes, crd I'll have 'em back safe and sound before he ever puts his key in the doer." There was something so hypnotic in her smile and words—atrocious though her vocabulary was—that, urged also by the absolute hopeless ness of any other course for me. 1 half-mechanically turned to the inair where I had deposited Dicky's Evening clothes and gathered them up dispiritedly. She took them from me briskly and started down tbe hall, throwing a last reassurance over her shoulder. “You needn’t worry about 'em, dearie. I always press Petey’s, and don’t he look like he Just popped out of a bandbox?" . At the Mailbox. “I know they’H be splendid, thank you so much." I forced myself to acknowledgement, although my her-at had sunk at her reference to her husband's raiment. I had a vivid vision of' the flamboyant apparel sported by Petey Marks upon the one occasion when he and his buxom spouse had favored u* with a call. I knew nothing of the intri cacies of pressing. Supposing Mrs. Marks should put in some embelish ments which would delight Petey’s sartorial taste, but which would be anathema to Dicky! There was nothing for me to do. however, save to wait and offer men tal oblations to my particular little Joss that things would after all turn out all right—the Micawberish hope to which we are often compelled to cling. With the determination to put the matter out of my mind. I unpacked the valises, putting everything away in its proper place, and laying out the accessories of evening toilet which I knew Dicky would require. Then I dusted everything thorough ly, and having made sure that Dicky vVould have the whole apaftment in which to dress—I have had many hectic experiences when he is getting ready for an evening function—I bethought myBelf of the mailbox in the hall downstairs. There was no mail on the man tlepiece. but I did not know whether or not Dicky had stopped to look for anything in his hurry-of the morning, and his perturbation flf finding his clothes gone. Leaving the upper door slightly ajar. I ran down the stairs, and In serted my key into the mailbox. There were three letters and a postal card Inside, hut 1 had no time to s»e or note either handwriting or postmark upon any of them, for even as I closed th» mailbox, the outer door of the building opened and I lifted my eyes to see Dicky, a whole quarter hour ahead of the time I had expected him. School ^ omen Take Daily Swim in Carter Lake Belle Ryan, assistant superintend ent of schools, takes a 40 min'Ute swim in Carter lake every dOy. She learned to swim only two years ago, but is so enthusiastic about the sport that she now dives from heights of 1Z , feet, either forward or backward. Grace Griffin, principal of Young-, mann school. Is her swimming com panion. They put in all the time in vigorous swimming. “We expect to keep it up until Ice freezes on the water," Miss Ryan said. Bee Want Ads produce results A BIG TEN DAY SALE! This Offer For Ten Days Only— September Tenth to Twentieth X * 0 DOWN * Do Not Delay On This. Our Stock Will Not Remain Complete Long I Installs Your New Gas Range in Your Home Ready to Use. Balance in Small Monthly Payments With Your Gas Bill. • No Interest. No Extra Charges. ROPER —AT— $4075 We are making this special of fer on nine of our most popular models, featuring particularly the famous Roper (formerly Eclipse) and the high grade Reliable Ranges. Every Range sold by us is constructed in accord ance with the specifica tions of the engineers of the American Gas Asso ciation. 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