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[| THE UNKNOWN MR. KENT M GEORGE H. DORAN CO, Ult COPYRIGT. " The old baron, chuckling, ambled away to obey the request. Ivan ■ * alighted, the Princess Eloise had al ready reaclred earth and told her chauffeur to take his car to the gar age, and Provarsk, resigned for tile moment to his capture, slowly de scended. He smiled cheerfully at the king, bowed with mock politeness, and quite airily waved his hand. "Good morning, Cousin,” he said. "I hope I see you well?” The king stared at him with smouldering eyes. The princess tossed her head, turned her back, and walked into the castle. "She doesn't seem fond of me. Cousin," whimsically exclaimed tha usurper. „ The king disdained reply. “It’s a very cold, informal, inhos pitable place to which you have brought me, Mr. Kent,” observed the baron, turning toward the American with an air of gentle reproof. "I had anticipated a welcome! Glad shouts from the peasantry! Ringing of joy bells in the castle.” “Why?" questioned Kent, dryly. "Perhaps none of us regarded you as worth it.” He suddenly dropped all badinage and turned to Baron Von Hertz, who had returned from his mission. “I suppose you have some place where you can keep our guest securely?” "Several very fine, unhealthy dun geons here,” cheerfully replied the buron. The American thoughtfully stared at the usurper, and then said, —No, I don't think I like that. I don’t want him to contract typhus, or influenza, or croup. He’s too nice a boy for that. Besides, I may want to use him, later on. What’s up in those towers?" “That one over there,” the baron indicated with a pointed finger, "con tains rather a fair prison chamber. Strong enough; but no one has en-. tered it, so far as I know, for about 100 years.” “Good Can’t it be made comfort ablo for the baron?" "Quite easily,” declared Von Hertz. “And in the meantime I can have him guarded in another chamber. Bring him along.” Provarsk unhesitatingly followed the owner of the castle with the American leisurely pacing by his side and Ivan in the rear. "That’s decent of you, Mr. Kent,” the prisoner said, calmly. “Why not? I’ve no ill-feeling against you, Provarsk. We’ve mere ly played in the same game and you’ve lost.” “So far!” the prisoner qualified. Kent laughed approvingly. “Now you're talking!” he declared. • “That's just the kind of spirit I like. I had sort of lost Interest in you a while back. You seemed too easy; but now I really begin to regard you as worth while. Hello! Here we are. Nice room, too.” wv _ft_a <1 ml l.vnlr ne waincu uvii woo «-•*« - through a window, observing that it overlooked a precipitous cliff with a sheer drop below it of several hund red feet. No other doors save the one through which they entered gavo egress. The room was spacious and quite modernty furnished. He walked back and examined the heavy, old fashioned, cumbersome keyed lock on the stout oaken door and spoke to Baron Von Hertz “Why not leave him here? With a proper guard on the outside, this makes a very nice prison for our friend, the baron. I prefer that he bo treated as a distinguished guest, who has a queer desire to remain in his own room for the time being. Have I your assent, sir?” The tine old eyes of Baron Von Hertz twinkled humorously at the American, for whom plainly he had formed a distinct liking. "It shall be exactly as you wish, Mr. Kent." he assented. "Also you may trust me to see that your guest does not lack for prompt attention. In deed, to make sure of it. 1 shaU_keep at least four men on jejuni in the corridor from now on, so that (lie slightest sound from within they may hasten to learn what the Baron Pio varsk desires. And that even his slightest restlessness in the night may be noted I will also have a night ser vice as well. Prompt attention shall be the rule of the Hotel Hertz. Js there anything he wishes now, prior to our departure?" Provarsk grinned nonchalantly and threw himself into a chair. “Some ham and eggs, landlord, and see to it that the eggs are fried on both sides. Bread and butter. No rancid stuff, mind you, or I'll com plain to the management. Coffee! lots of it, with ample cream. The fact of the matter is that some small business affairs of mine have been so urgent that I've not had time te eat thtrioir the last M hours. I shall be * glad for a rest—Just a slight one, you understand, because I re^ijly must re sume my industries at the first oppor tunity." “Quite so! Quite so!” Von Hertz replied in the same vein. “You may trust me to observe even the most minute details for your comfort” “And before we go—sorry, Pro varsk!” Kent stepped quickly across and relieved the baron of a small pocket pistol and a penknife, while the latter said, gaily, “So am I sorry! Rather hoped you'd overlook them.” He had calmly cocked his heels up on the edge of the casement and was whistling softly between his teeth when they bolted the door on him. Ivan was left on guard for the few minutes necessary for his relief and when he descended the stairs was at once directed to the small reception room in which Baron Von Hertz had received his guests on the previous night. The king and the American were standing in the center of the room, the latter evidently repeating some further Instructions. “And you are quite certain that Captain Paulo has had sufficient time and can bo depended on to the min ute?" the American asked. “Positive!” declared the king with great earnestness. "And you will attend to the other arrangements?” “Yes, Mr. Kent." “Then here goes, and—good luck to. US all!” -mfUmA.'-i* The American would have turned from the room without further cere mony, but the king's face glowed and impetuously he held out his hand. “Just'a moment, sir," he said. “If anything goes wrong and—your mis sion may be dangerous! I want you to know that I appreciate all you have done and are trying to do -for me.” The American seemed embarrassed by this display of gratitude. He took the king’s hand, but answered brus quely, “Pshaw! You fall to understand that what I am trying to do is to save my own credit, and to make certain that John Rhodes’ money is not lost. I have no sentiment—that is—to amount to anything. Good-bye.” He beckoned to Ivan and passed di rectly out to the still waiting touring car, into which he climbed. “Drive us back to the palace in Marken,” he ordered the chauffeur, wondering in the meantime ^f Baron Von Hertz had neglected to arrange for the opening of the gates when ever his visitor wished. He saw that such instructions had been given by the very promptitude with which they were widely flung, and then settled back into his seat as the car gather ed momentum, and carefully took the curves of the winding road leading to the valley below. Speculatively he studied the rich valley with its farms and clusters of farm cottages, appear ing from that height like a great gar den trimly cultivated, the distant ranges of mountains where carefully maintained forests alternated with Acids, and, far beyond, the spires of Marken. It was a land capable of rendering profit, he decided, reflec tively, and what was more, he, the American, unhampered by tradition and eager for such an experiment, would see that it did yield profit or prove his own incompetence as a manager. Also, he concluded, this was the finest sport in which he had ever engaged and better, somewhat, than trout fishing. ins invuuuuuiiH were urucigm 10 an abrupt stop by a sharp explosion, the ear swerved, and came to a halt be side the highway. Almost as the chauffeur’s feet struck the macadam he was by his side. The cause was plain, a flattened tire sagging flac cidly under the weight above It. Anx iously the American looked at his watch. "Hang it all!" he exclaimed sav agely. “We've no time to lose. Not even five minutes. Any delay at the other end and—’’ he snapped his fing ers conclusively. He stood above the chauneu? While the latter Unstrapped an old style wheel and urged him to haste. He himself seized the jack, but was thrust aside by Ivan, whose mighty muscles sent the lever flying up and down. Together they worked with the adjustment, and again Ivan worked the pump with which the car was provided, grumbling in the mean time that they luid to resort to such old time methods, thereby losing prec ious minutes from their progress. When he climbed back into the car and 'hey moved ahead at high speed, he again studied his timepioce and said te Ivan, In that voiceless motion of the lips. "This difference of 20 minutes may upset the whole game; but we've got to do our best. It cuts us out of a chance for overcoming awkward preliminaries. Two o’clock was the hdur set for everything.” Ag in they halted In front of the palace and tne sentries saw tne crip pled old gentleman assisted from the car. Baron Provarsk, he explained to them, would return shortly, and had requested that he, Mr. Kent, should be conducted to the smaller throne room, there to wait. Unques tionlngly the sentries admitted the caller; for was he not the usurper’s friend? And also news had spread that through this old simpleton mon ey was to come—plenty of It—enough to make them all rich. One of the lounging soldiers of fortune lnsldo even assisted the visitor up the wide marble steps and along the corridor where drowsy men fell back to give space. . Inside the room Ubaldo, Provarsk’s captain at arms, sat beside the table talking to two other men, and his face, that had been perturbed, cleared when he saw the American ushered in. He stared at the door through which Kent and Ivan entered, as If expecting the usurper to follow them, and betrayed .disappointment that this expectation was 501 fulfilled. With out asking consent, Ivan led Kent ,to a seat at the head of the table, as if unaware that this post of honor was reserved for the ruler of the country, then respectfully backed away until he stood to one side of the door. "Baron Provarsk did not return with you, sir?" Ubaldo asked with an effort at politeness. The American again consulted his watch before answering, and af look of satisfaction crept over his face. Leisurely he snapped the case shut, slipped the timepiece back Into his pocket, leaned back In his chair and clasped his hands together carelessly. A dry grin broke over his lips, as he looked at Ubaldo and then answered. “No, Baron Provarsk did not return with me. In fact, the last I saw of him he~wa?—er—whistling’"with'sat isfaction while waiting for seme ham and eggs, some bread and butter, and a cup of coffee to be sewed with pure cream." The three adventurers looked at one another perplexed/ It was Ubal do who spoke. “When may we expect him, sir, may I ask?” “Why, as for that, not at all," Kent answered, with evident candor. For wnat reason; u Daico de manded, while his comrades looked their intense anxiety. * “Well, mainly for this reason,” Kent said, with the same dry grin. “As you, being his right hand man, doubtless know, the principal thing he wanted was money, and after that power! Provarsk is no fool, I can tell you. Pjetty far sighted, I should say. H« wanted to see the king. Insisted on it, I believe. As a result of It all, they seeifl to have come to a most sat isfactory understand. Quite satis factory, one might conclude. The baron is thus rendered quite happy by being enabled, with money, to go his way rejoicing. The king is prob ably equally happy at being enabled to return to his throne without any fuss whatever, and so there you are!” "You mean we've been sold out?” This time Ubaldo’s voice rose to an angry roar, and his two comrades lent their anger to the occasion. "Put it that way if It suits you best," Kent remarked, carelessly lift ing his hand to conceal a yawn. Ubaldo’s companions broke for the door and out into the corridor bawl ing, "Betrayed! We've been betrayed! Sold out by that-” And what they called Provarsk would not have been pleasant to the usurper's ears. Ubal do turned, hesitantly, as if to call them back, and Kent seized the op portunity to give a noiseless command to Ivan. vvnen t get mem an losiae, ne said, “you slip out quickly and see that the palace gates are not barred,” and then, speaking aloud, he called to Ubaldo. "It seems to me that your fellows are making a prettjr good sized noise over nothing. Noise isn’t going to help you.” In the corridor outside could be heard oaths, hoarse exclamations and the sound of running bootheels over the tiled floors. Several of Provarsk’s Mtr «... — “. adventurers came tearing into the throne room, shaking their fists and wanting to know if what they had heard was the truth. Their leader tried in vain to control them for some . r x minutes, and at last, when he ob tained attention, did so by outbawl ing them all. - . “Silence! Silence, there, you men1 Who’s leader here? You or me? I tel! you to hold your tongues until we find out about this. Do you hear me?” Slowly and sullenly they became subdued. Ubaldo then turned fierce ly on the American, who sat impas sive at the head of the table, his man ner portraying nothing mope than a melancholy, almost disinterested cur iosity In his surroundings. "Now, you liihping old fossil!" Ubaldo snarled, "you'll tell us exactly what happened. And don’t forget this; if you dqn’t tell the truth, I'll cook you. inch by inch, and then throw the cinders Into the streets." The “old fossil" looked raildly sur prised. “I thought I did tea you," he said. i • - . *' “If I’ve got to tell It again, suppose you call all your men in to hear it. It strikes me that you're only one of *them, and that any man that Joined your expedition has just as much right to know what is up as you have.” “That’s right! You’re right there!1* the other adventurers in the room yelled In chorus, some of them in the meantime scowling at Ubaldo and muttering to their neighbors* that he was the one, after all, who had got them into the mess. Ubaldo recog nised the sign of danger, and tried to quell U; but he was unheeded in the turmoil. Two of the guardsmen rushed out of the room to summon their comrades. Ubaldo was vainly trying to bring those within the roonr to a cooler state of mind when the others began to arrive, some of them hurriedly pulling on their tunics and frowsy headed, attesting that they had been aroused front sleep. Kent, imperturbably watching, decided that they were all there. Inasmuch as the two men who had rushed out to give the summons came in last, accompan ied by the gate sentries, and the cor ridor was still. "All I can say,” he remarked, quiet ly, “is Just about what I’ve said be fore. Baron Provarsk is at this mom ent the contented guest of the king. He’s in a place where you men can’t reach him. I fancy he will remain there so long as he fears he might meet any of you. In fact, he doesn’t seem eager to renew the acquaint ance of any of you. I don’t believe he likes you. Indeed, he has been un kind enough, once or twice, to refer to you as a lot of jackasses, and what he said about Mr.—what’B this your name is—Ubaldo? I don’t care to re peat. Why, Mr. Ubaldo, do you know, he said to me, Provarsk did, that if all, your brains were taken oul^ of your skull and boiled into tallow, the; wouldn’t make a candle for a glow worm! He said your head would make a fine snare drum! For good ness’ sake, man! Don’t be angry with me! I’m just telling you what the Baron Provarsk said after he left the palace with me this morning." Ubaldo grew red with anger and sputtered, and his temper was not as sisted by the remarks of some of his army. Kent observed with satisfaction that Ivan had disappeared from his post by the doorway. In an instant’s lull in the turmoil about him, he heard the faint, clarion warning of an automobile horn that played the same gentle notes indicative of the approach of the royal automobile, and, keenly alive to the necessity of holding this swarm of adventurers a few minutes longer, rapped on the table with his bare knuckles and called, in his pow erful voice, "Gentlemen! Attention, please! Let me finish.” He waited until they were again quiet, straining his ears the while for a repetition of the horn’s warning, but hearing nothing, settled to his task. Now let us De reasonable, ne said. “You are all reasonable men, I take It, You joined this expedition, somehow, with the hope of bettering yourselvei —making money, securing a steady place. Well, you didn't get it You are done. Your jig is vp. You are in jeopardy. You’ve no more chance than a lot of dogs in a city pound. There is no one now but the king who can grant you amnesty. You couldn’t eccape from Marken if you tried. You know what they usually do with fellows like you are, when they catch them, don't you? If you don’t I’ll tell you. They hang them! Why, I wouldn’t give a centime for all of your chances, unless you can square it, someway, with the king. There's no use for you to fight. You are probably pretty good, and used to it; but 50 men can’t do anything against—say—5,000 good, husky peas ants armed with everything from a blunderbuss to a high powered, flat trajectory rifle. They’d get you, sure! The only thing for you chaps to do is to lay down your hands.” He cocked his head sidewise and paused, in a listening attitude, for again he heard the horn, quite dis tinctly now. His suspense grew and with it ran his resolution to hold thte mob to the last moment. "Don’t pay any attention to him!’ shouted. Ubaldo- “Don’t be fools!” “Why, that’s what Provarsk called yob," Kent said, plaintively. “He said that if you had had the wisdom of a garden worm, everything would have been all right. And he said-’’ “Shut up!” yelled Ubaldo, menac ingly, dropping his hand to the hilt of his sword. “I'll run you through if you don’t! You men keep quiet. Hear what I've got to say. »You don’t know but what this old* paralytic is a liar, sent here by the king to blind fold you!” The crowd glared at the American as if this suggestion had not hither to dawned upon them, “Very unkind of you,” Kent mur mured. “And maybe they are already convinced that^you are one. (Contjpued next week.) •---; , . .. , OtttarWrwIU hold a referendum on prohibition of the importation of li quor into, the province, next April. Overhauling Human Engine. * ______ Early in 1918 J. J. F., a civil war vet eran. entered an old soldier's home. Ha > sands me this story for the benefit of old people and especially those In sol diers' homes. When he entered he was all (n. He had an enlarged liver, kidneys were out df order, was passing a handful of green ■tones once in about every 60 days, bowels sore, tongue heavily coated every morning, sleep disturbed, suffered from hemorrhoids. His bowels moved only^ when he used a strong purge or a warm " S water anema. He had pain In the lunga and irregular heart action. It was only a question of a few months before as a machine he would stop running. Some thing must be done. This Is what he did: Instead of eating three meals a day he ate two and the total amount eaten was less than one-half what he had been accustomed to. This he found dif ficult, as the food 'at the home was "bountiful, tasteful, well prepared and prepared under the direction of an ex pert dietician." Nevertheless he limited himself to two small meals a day. He took three or four tablospoonsful of wheat bran to the breakfast table and, turning this Into his coffee or milk, ate It with a spoon. Furthermore, he used mineral oil to regulate his bowels. He took two good swallows of this before breakfast. During the day he took an other swallow. In this way he over came constipation and piles. He got a block of good eight inches long, two Inches thick, and six inches brbad, rounded the comers and wrapped It In paper. Placing this under his shoulders so as to raise them two inches he lay flat on his back and breathed deeply. Then he moved the block down the backbone four inches and left it in that qpsltion for awhile. By setting this block successively at points four inches apart down his backbone he curved the column backward, overcoming a nat ural tendency of old men to slouch down —snblixatlon of the chiropractors. He then turned the block on its side so as to get a raise of six inches and went through the same series of back bend ings. Next he took a block of wood 4x6x1 and nailed to it fingers three Inches long and five-eighths inch wide. This he called his wooden hand. Attaching a cord to this he went up and down his backbone with It daily. With hls two wooden devices he exercised each morn ,ing before getting out of bed. This took about one hour. Then he brushed his skin wlta a 'kitchen brush. He then clasped hls hands under each foot and fought Oie knees to the chin or as nearly as possible. Then Tie bathed hls feet in cold water, dried them and rubbed them well and was ready to dress and go to breakfast. — He Is now free from symptoms and ex pects to live to pass 100 years of age. Admiral Lord Fisher. '^jj From the Manchester Guardian. It was a settled conviction of Fisher for years before the war that the Ger mans would make war on us on a week end, and on week-end with a bank holi day. This view was a great worry to fcis staff at the admiralty, who rarely got a week-end off, and when they did it was hedged round by all sorts of arrange ments about communications and instant return. War with Germany did come on a week-end, and a week-end with a bank holiday. He only met the German emperor once, - and that was at a garden party at Windsor. He told a friend of mine that on that occasion he said to the German emperor in reply to the em peror’s fair speech. "There is no man I hate more than you,” but that probbably only expressed what he thought. They did have a conversation, and the em peror said, "I know all about you. Lord Fisher, because you were painted by Cope, and I was painted by C<y>e after you." Fisher thought, “I wish you had been painted before me. and then I would have known more about you.’’ -—• It Is history that even In royal society Fisher was very short with exalted people that he did not like. Lord Fisher told the friend already referred to that on one occasion King Edward intro duced him to a man whom they both disliked. Fisher was very curt, and afterwards King Edward rebuked him being suet, a surly dog. "You should never show n man you dislike him,” said King Edivard, "for you never know when you may want him.” 9 -— . ♦ -- “Bob” Just Talking. To Senator La Follette scathing de nunciation oil both the republican and democratic parties is not Inconsistent with "safety first" In politics. Wiscon sin tolerates him In any attitude he may assume. As the state’s favorite son he is unshaken. His name was hissed at the recent Chicago convention every time it was mentioned loud enough to be heard, tut that fact will not drive him out of the republican party. His latest mag; .sine utterance on “The old parties havs failed” does not forecast a bolt. He o>uld have taken the nomina tion of thn labor-farmer-4f!er combina tion and made something of the move ment had he been so disposed. There are two deed facts in American politics —William Jennings Bryan in the demo cratic pa>ty and Mr. La Follette in the republican party, notwithstanding that both mer. are pretty well convinced that these paries are works of the devil. In the Night. Long Jours I wake, and all the world a sleep— But I must sleep when they are all awake! How strange that I shall sleep nor wake again. White springs and summers each In turn awake, Ann autumn’s riot, wine to $tir the blood— The blood of them that wake, while yet I sleep— Nor feel the fall of myriad twinkling Nor se“e tTife haze! hills. Nor “5e {he tang of frosts still-t>orn at morn, As winter marshals all his best of ice And frost and snow, to blanket deep The little sleeping things that wake with spring— That wake with spring, while yet I stay asleep! —Margaret Florence Hastings, in New York Times. Still Harping. Fnjtn the Los Angeles Times. 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Bareback A lady in a decollette berated tl: ■* bolshevik! at a dinner In -Washington. “Why," she cried, “the latest news from Russia Is that these curs arc* sell ing the very clothes off the women's backs.” Senator Johnson of California looked 2 around the table with a smile. All the ladles’ gowns were decollette. In the back this deeolletage was especially marked. "The bolshevik!,” he said, “wouldn't And much to sell at a fashionable American dinner party, uoahl they?"