FLOYD GIBBONS
Adventurers' Club
“The Man From the West"
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter.
H 7OU know, boys and girls, somewhere in these United States
__ there's a big, soft voiced Texas cowboy, and if you know
anybody like that, tell him that Winifred McEvoy is looking for
him.
No—don't get me wrong now. Winifred isn’t looking for
that guy to collect a bill, or to bawl him out for that tough cut
of Texas beef she got from the butcher shop last week. She
wants to thank thnt cowpuncher for a little fnvor he did her once—a little
favor that she will never forget as long as she lives.
And back of that favor lies a story—an adventure story of the first
water.
This yarn goes back to 1924, when Winifred, with her hus
band and her three-year-old baby boy, was living in England. At
that time, a bunch of American cowboys were staging a rodeo at
the Crystal Palace In London, and they had the whole doggone
conservative town talking about the capers they cut up and the
monkeyshining they did, at hours when the show was all over
and they were supposed to be In bed for the night.
Those oowpunehcrs rode down the busiest streets in London, on horse
back. at full gallop, letting out “yips” and “whoopees" until the Londoners’
ears rang. They lassoed the hats off of London cops, and dropped their
lariats on the necks of London gentlemen, wrinkling their Immnculate
collars, and discomposing them most horribly, bah Jove! Winifred McEvoy
thought they were n bunch of roughnecks—and so they were. I mean. It
takes a roughneck to reason with a regiment of cows. Few college pro
fessors have ever made a success of It.
Cowboys Were Wild and Fearful Creatures to Her.
Winifred never expected to meet one of these cowboys face to face.
If one of them had come up and rung her front door bell, she’d have run
screaming for the police. That’s how scared she was of those wild and
woolly westerners. Hut one day she did meet one—and she hns never
had any cause to regret It.
Now it so happened that the whole McEvoy family were
pretty keen on aviation. Winifred's husband had been an officer
in the Royal Air Force and had flown a aky buggy all through the
World war. And after thia thing I’m going to tell you about had
happened, he said that he’d often been scared during the war, but
he’d never run across anything in the line of fright like the terror
he felt just a second or two before that big Texas cowboy went
Into action.
There was a big aeronautical exhibition stuged at Hendon, In July,
1924, and the McEvoys went up to see It. At that time, Hendon was Just
a big field, with no modern facilities for safeguarding the crowds that
came to see the exhibition. Nothing but a rope separated the spectators
from the field, and Winifred and her husband were standing at thnt rope,
well up In the front of the crowd.
Interestin' Doin’s Take Their Minds From Baby.
They had their little boy with them, too—Winifred’s husband was
holding him In his arms. The little fellow didn’t like thnt very much,
"I Saw a Rope Settle Down Around That Baby Form."
though. He kept saying: “Want to sit down," and after a while, Wini
fred’s husband set him on the ground between him and his wife. Then
*»e became absorbed tn the exhibition again.
Winifred was absorbed in that exhibition, too. She, herself,
had been attached to a flying unit during the war, and she was
as interested in aviation as her husband. Planes were zooming
and stunting all over the field, landing and taking off so fast you
could hardly keep count of them. And the next thing Winifred
knew, she looked down to where her baby should have been—
where she could have sworn he was—and—well—he Just wasn’t
there.
Frightened, Winifred cast a quick glance out across the field. And there
she saw something that fairly made her heart stop beating. A plane had
Just landed and was taxiing to a stop fifteen or twenty feet away from
the ropes behind which she was standing. And toddling across the Held
right Into the path of the plane was—her little boy.
Youngster Wanders Into Jaws of Sudden Death.
Says Winifred: “1 was terrlbed. In one horrible second, I could see
that tiny, beloved figure cut to pieces by the whirling propeller blndes. I
knew I couldn't get to my baby In time to do any good—and the roar of
the plane would prevent even my voice from renchlng him.
“Crying my husband’s name, I attempted to clamber under
the ropes, when I heard a quietly compelling voice that even
reached my hysterical understanding. The voice said: ‘Don't get
excited, Ma’am,* and then I saw something happen that 1 didn’t
think possible.
*T felt a jerking movement beside me, heard a swishing sound and
saw a rope settle down around that baby form. In a fraction of a second,
he was pulled to the ground and dragged to safety, out from under the
whirling blades of the propeller.
A Life-Line Floats in From Heaven.
“It all happened so swiftly that the crowd (who were craning their
necks at a particularly daring exhibition up above) didn’t realize what
had occurred. As I reached for my baby, the rope was deftly (licked
from around his body. He was slightly disheveled, but quite unhurt.
And by the time my husband and 1 realized that we really had a son,
our cowboy friend was gone.
“I had a hazy recollection of a very large Stetson, strong
hands on a rope, and a wonderful voice—but we were never able
to find our baby’s rescuer. I hope—if this story is ever published
—that that quiet voiced man will see it, and I know that he has
the constant prayers and gratitude of a widowed mother, who
has now only the son he saved for her.”
So, boys and girls. If you run across that Texas cowpuncher, just give
him that message from Winifred.
©— WNU Servlo*.
Magpie, Handsome Bird,
Is Native of Mountains
The body of the tnagple Is about
the size of that of a crow black
bird, but the long talt adds eight
to ten Inches, so that the totnl
length Is from 15 to 20 Inches. Its
colors present a strong contrast.
The head, neck, breast, back and
thighs are deep black, the top of
the head green-glossed; wings and
tail glossy, with violet and other
metallic reflections; shoulders of
the wings and under parts pure
white.
This striking and handsome bird,
says a writer in the Montreal Her
ald, is seen everywhere from the
Plains to the Pacific coast, from
the borders of Mexico to northern
Alaska, and it breeds wherever It
lives, not being migratory, though
wandering about in winter in small
troops, which keep in the shelter
of timber for the most part. Its
original and proper place is in the
mountains, where It makes its
home in wooded valleys. As the
Plains became more settled and
cultivated it wandered farther and
farther from the hills and some
years ago began to be seen in Man
itoba.
BRISBANE
THIS WEEK
Newspapers Are Useful
A Leisure Class, Also
A Real American
Offense and Defense
The Supreme court says: "The
free press gtnmls as one of the great
Arthur Brlabaur
Interpreters be
tween the gov
ernment and the
people. To let It
be fettered Is
to fetter our
selves.” (’ertaln
ly; the newspa
per Is to the na
tion what speech*
is to an Individ
ual, and it is to
the crowd what
a looking glass
Is to the Individ
ual. History will
Judge a people
by its newspa
pers, its laws. Its theaters, and it
will have reason to criticize us.
Mr. J. Pierpont Morgan, repeat
ing what Aristotle said before him.
said civilization needs a leisure
class, and defined as the “leisure
class" those that keep a hired girl.
Mrs.Frunklin I). Roosevelt, thought
ful and wise, Improves that defini
tion; a leisure class for her Is made
up of Individuals that “have suffi
cient economic security nnd suffi
cient leisure to find opportunity for
a variety of satisfactions In life.”
Charles Fourier, French philoso
pher, said It long ago. and elabo
rately. Henry Ford said It well, ad
vocating a short work week, with
two days off, that men might have
time to spend pleasantly the earn
ings of five duys.
All that will come, and more. In
the past men worked too hard, while
paid und fed too little, and never
dreamed of Mrs. Roosevelt’s "varied
satisfactions," while the prosperous,
us a rule, concentrated too much
on foolish satisfactions.
All that knew him learn witn
sorrow of the sudden death of
i'buries Curtis, former Vice Presi
dent of the United States. He wus
an American, u real one, proud of
the red Indian blood in his veins
As a boy he rode horse races well
und honestly; as a man, he rode
the political race fairly. As Vice
President he was content with the
position that the American people
and Constitution gave him. He would
huve made u good and loyal Presi
dent had destiny so willed It.
The newspaper heading, “Britain
is redoubling her defense plans to
offset Germany," should Interest
somebody in America. This country
Is not planning to “offset Germany,"
but it lias all Europe, including Rus
sia and all Asiu, to think ubout in
these flying days. VVe should per
fect our "defense plans" and par
tlcnlarly our attack plans.
Senator Pittman of Nevada sees
Japan shutting us out of China,
"even at the risk of war"; says our
business men "have been run out
of Manchuria already." Japun might
reply that her workingmen have
been run out of the United States.
The map will comfort Senator
Pittman. Gigantic Manchukuo, big
ger than all of old Japan, leans up
against Outer Mongolia and Soviet
Russia. Japan will not invite trou
ble with those countries, and war
with the United States would In
vlte It.
If you wonder "where all the tax
money goes," read this:
“In six months the state of New
York paid $801,(112 for official auto
mobile expense."
And that does not Include auto
mobiles for the department of men
tal hygiene. One official discharged
Ills chauffeur, paid by taxpayers,
accusing him of cheating the state
out of $2,000 In one year through
dishonest gasoline and repair vouch
ers. That Is almost "a business.”
“Charlie" Schwab may be seventy
years old. but he still "knows his
way around." The government tried
to get $11),(554,850 from Schwab’s
Bethlehem Steel compuny, alleging
profiteering. Instead of giving the
government $19,000,000, the "special
master,” hearing evidence, says the
government must pay $5,(5(50,154 to
Schwab and Bethlehem Steel. No
wonder Carnegie, who was Scotch,
thought a good deal of Schwab.
Dr. G. A. Stevenson, “fellow” In
the University college of Oxford,
suggests to the London Times that
the pax Itomana ("lloman peace”)
of ancient times, when Home ruled
the world and would allow no light
ing, should be followed now by a
pax Britannica ("British peace"),
England ruling the world, telling
everybody what to do.
American Olympic athletes ap
pearing on the Held in Germany met
with gloomy silence, contrasting
with applause for European and
Oriental Olympic squads. The
Americans, who defeated Germany
at hockey, score 1 to 0, will survive
the silence.
© King Features Syndicate, lua.
WNU aervitf,
Ideas From Knit-Crochet Realm
By CHER IE NICHOLAS
HEN Is the psychological mo
ment to "tend to your knit
ting”? Right now, between sea
sons. The peaceful aftermath of
a maddening, whirling, swirling,
dizzying, hectic holiday rush, the
blissful, mid-season lull betwixt the
lingering farewell of winter and
the none - too - hurried advent of
spring—'tls “opportunity knocking
at the door” of eager knitters and
crocheters.
Yes, Indeed, It’s full time to be
gin to purl one, knit one, chain
stitch here and chain-stitch there,
If you would be having in readi
ness a collection of pretty wear
ables to enhance the forthcoming
spring and summer wardrobe. If
you are needing fresh ideas to
whet your enthusiasm, the Illustra
tion offers several of the very new
est In the realm of things knitted
and crocheted.
A stunning blouse! We agree with
you. What with its high rolled col
lar which chucks under the chin
with unmlstnkable chic. Its unique
yoke, Its novel bib front, and Its
crochet-cord-edged short sleeves the
ever coveted "something different” Is
achieved with emphasis. It Is knit
ted of a very likable knltting-and
crochet cotton which comes In
heavenly colors. Yes (rending the
query on the tip of your tongue)
the answer Is In the affirmative. It
washes to perfection.
Just what you'll be wanting—a
frilled jabot to go gracefully cas
cading down tbe front of your dark
daytime dresses. The one pictured
is easy to make, easy to wear and
a gladsome sight to appreciative
eyes. It should be slightly starched
to give to It its characteristic flare.
Hat and gloves? To be sure, and
aren’t they nifty? A mere matter
of a few leisure half hours, a ball
or so of knit-crochet cotton In the
color you like best, nimble fingers
and a will to dare, and these charm
ing accessories will be your reward.
The little close-fitting hat speaks
eloquently in terms of the now-so
voguish popcorn stitch. The tall
peak is along lines of smartest
fashion since the newest millinery
gesture trends to extreme height.
The beauty of the knit-crochet cot
ton which is used for its making
is, that being strong and firm it
assures a hat that will stay in
shape, will not be hot and scratchy
and, best of all, it will come from
a tubbing looking as good as new.
It is an extremely young and en
gaging creation.
The lacy gloves crocheted of mer
cerized cotton succeed in “running
the gauntlet” halfway and more up
to the elbow. Which means you
have to keep on keeping on cro
cheting for quite some time in or
der to arrive at just the right point.
A highly interesting bit of news
in regard to things crocheted comes
from Paris. We refer to the fan
ciful little tri-cornered shawl-scarf,
which being of peasant inspiration
Is as quaint and colorful as can be.
These are proving wonderfully pop
ular and picturesque as worn at re
sorts this winter. With every shawl
scarf there’s a hat, either a straw
capeline crowned with matching
crochet or else a small beret or
turban.
© Western Newspaper Union.
CHIC BIRD PRINT
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
The new prints are a revelation
in the way of original and most
out-of-the-ordlnary patternings. Im
agine bars of music notes printed
all over your first spring silk, or a
design using postage stamp motif
| and there are any number of ideas
I that could be cited Just as unique.
There are the ttying-blrd prints as
they are called, for example, such
as pictured here. The bodice is of
white silk matching the lining of
the jacket.
SANDALS WITH SILK
GOWNS FOR TRAVEL
Silk dresses in white, in pastels,
or In guy prints are tops for lunch
eons, cocktails or for wear at spe
cial stop-offs on cruises—a fashion
that definitely calls for sandals.
Whether in white linen, white pat
ent leather (a very smart and dif
ferent note), or in white suede, the
sandal shown in the photo has a
place in every traveler’s wardrobe.
It is extremely graceful on the foot,
tits beautifully and should be re
garded as a “must" in cruise
shoes.
For snooty sldndigs, where the
gala dress of black or white chif
fon is correct, and for the more for
mal cruise occasions, a smart shoe
store has created the "corsage” kid
sandals in delicately flowered de
sign.
Slender Effect Achieved
by Stem-Like Silhouette
A stemlike silhouette making
mannequins look slim as a reed,
mark the new fashions launched by
Itoger Worth, new president of the
famous old dressmaking house of
that name and great-grandson of
its founder.
Both day frocks and coats are
built on slender lines, their otdy
variation being occasional big
sleeves which balance the straight
narrow skirt.
Black, violet, wine red and navy
afternoon frocks of satin, crepe or
facoune silk are generally designed
with high necklines und finished
with a variety of gold touches. Gold
embroidery or gold tipped tassels
marks belts, which are sometimes
slightly lowered, while necklines are
draped into gold metal loops or ac
cented by a cluster of gold cdlns
| swinging from silk cords.
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■
Hello to Love
By HAL G. VERMES
© McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service.
E SAIL in Just ten minutes,
VV sir,” the steward said In re
ply to Lee’s question.
Running down the gangway, Lee
sprinted through the dimly lit cav
ernous Interior of the pier, missing
destruction by the speeding trucks
piled high with baggage only
through the prompt Intervention of
Providence. He rushed breathless
ly to the waiting room and dashed
into a telephone booth.
bortunately he ' found a nickel
ut once. “Operator! Operator!” he
cried. “Get me Starwell one-nine
three-five. And hurry!”
“Angel!” he shouted as soon as
he heard a soft feminine “116110."
‘This is Lee. Can you forgive me,
darling? I know I’m rushing you:
but my boat sails in a few min
utes and 1 can’t miss It, as I've
got to be at a conference in Lon
don on Friday. I’ve been a fool,
Ithoda. But after that terrible mis
understanding we had two weeks
ago I thought I never wanted to
see you again. Oh, I love you,
Ithoda. And dear, yon must marry
me. I know this a devil of a way
to make a proposal, hut It can’t
be helped. I’ve got to know before
I sail for I’m not coming back, you
know."
Stopping only for a short sharp
breath, he went on, yelling into
the telephone In his excitement:
"Please do this. dear. Catch the
Greyhound which sails in five days
and get to Southampton on the six
teenth. I’ll meet you there. Every
thing will be arranged and we can
get married Immediately. Oh, yon
must say, yes. Because we Tove
each other. You know we dot”
It wasn’t until then that his lis
tener was able to squeeze In a
word. When she spoke her voice
was prim nnd precise. “What num
ber are you calling?” she asked.
"Isn’t this Rhoda?” Lee shouted.
“Ithoda Perry?"
"I’m really very sorry,” the voice
replied. “But It Is not. Evidently
you have—"
But at a deep bass warning from
the ship’s whistle, Lee dropped the
telephone receiver and ran wildly
back up the now deserted pier. He
Jumped for the gangway, which was
being lifted Into the air.
“Good-by to love!" Lee said the
words aloud in the teeth of the
wind as he paced the shadows of
the observation bridge and scowled
at the shore lights.
The heels of another passenger
clicking across the deck Invaded his
thoughts. What was a girl doing up
here? Staring intently inland, she
looked as lonesome as he felt. Per
haps she, too, had left some one
behind. Wanting to share his sor
row, Lee took advantage of the
Informal cameraderie which pre
vails on board ship. “May I offer
you a cigarette?" he said, taking
out a case and snapping it open.
But it was as if he hadn’t spoken.
“Oh, I say now,” he protested,
waving a nonchalant hand at the
cold shoulder which held him off,
“there’s no use brooding. After all,
life—as the Americans say—is just
a bowl of berries, and all that sort
of thing.”
It was then that she replied, con
firming his wild guess and dashing
his hopes with the same words,
“Please do not speak to me,” she
said, without turning.
"It is you!” he exclaimed. “Rhoda
—darling, this means that you do
love me I”
“No!” she said firmly.
“Then why are you here?”
"I must insist that you do not
speak to me again. Because—”
And then without warning she
whirled about so quickly that he
had barely time to lift his arms
and catch her.
“Darling!” she cried. “Hold me
tight!”
Lee promptly did as he was told.
As she rested her head against
his breast and sobbed he won
dered at what curious creatures
women are. A man never knew
where he stood, he thought. Though
matters seemed to have ended
quite well for him—quite. Still, he
would very much like to know how
it all ramp about.
“Won’t you explain, dear?” he
said. “So that I can be sure I
shan’t ever have to let you go?"
“Look quickly!" she replied. “See
those three lights in a row on shore
—there!’’
“Why. they're winking!”
“If they weren’t,” Rhoda said,
her words mystifying tiim still more,
“I would never have spoken to you
again!”
Lee sighed deeply. “It’s posi
tively beyond my comprehension."
“There wasn’t a word from you
for two whole weeks,” Rhoda said.
“And when I learned that you were
sailing for home, I booked passage,
too. But still I didn't hear from
you. So when I left the house this
evening, 1 told mother that I would
be up here on the observation deck
and if you did phone at the last
minute, site would switch the liv
ing room lights on and off—ns a
1 signal.”
“They my memory is not as un
reliable ns I had thought.” His
arms were definitely possessive
now. "And your phone number is
Starwell one-nine-three-five!"
Rhoda on tip-toe raised her lips
to his ear. "Not any more," she
whispered, smilingly.
Let Princes Rule the World,
While We Mend Ourselves
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If you were one of the people who
forgot to register, or If you are wor
ried because you don’t know about
the Debts and (he Polish Corridor this
extract from the Golden Book Maga
zine will ease your mind: In shori.
It Is letf only to princes to mend
the world, whose commands find
general obedience, and examples Im
Itallon. For all other men, they
must take It ns they find It; and
good men enter Into commerce with
It, rather upon cautions of not be *
Ing spoiled themselves, than upon
hopes of mending the world . .
The bent of m,v thoughts shall be
rather to mend myself than the
world, which I reckon upon leaving
much what I found It—Sir William
Temple.
Yet We Go to War
Friendship Is the only thing In the
world concerning the usefulness of
which all mankind are agreed.—
Cicero.
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There We Differ H
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