Vacuum Hoses Save Drillers From Silicosis
Protection for
Workers on
New York Joh
Operators use rock drills equipped
with vacuum hoses to carry oft
rock dust and thereby guard against
silicosis, us construction beg'/is on
the Inst link of the West Side ele
vated highway in New Yotk The
vacuum hoses, which are attached
near the bottom of tin* drills, carry
the dust to a machine where it Is
collected.
The threat of silicosis, which af
fects the lungs of workers, is a
menace in areas where drilling op
orations are carried on In forma
tions where silica occurs. Precau
tions against this disease are being
taken since the death of workers
from silicosis isi the Hawk’s Nest
Power tunnel at Gauley Itidge,
W. Vn.
Ice Stops Shipping in the Cape Cod Canal
This photograph, made from a plane over the new vertical type lift railroad bridge spanning the Cape Cod
canal, shows just how greatly hampered shipping was in the canal due to huge cakes of Ice. Only the largest
vessels could pass through.
Chicago Banker
Has Treasury Post
Wayne Cliattield Taylor of Chi
cago, who has been serving ns vice
president of the export-import banks,
has been appointed assistant secre
tary of the treasury to succeed L.
W. Roberts, Jr., resigned.
Mr. Taylor, a Chicago investment
banker, was for several years as
sociated with George N. Peek, for
mer head of the export-import banks
and acted as their chief following
the resignation of Mr. Peek sev
eral months ago.
Bridge Widowers Learn Cooking
Some of the students In the cooking class for men only that Mrs.
Winifred Steis teaches at a Detroit high school. The culinary art is
meant for sportsmen who want to cook their own game, but any married
man can think of a number of other occasions when the course will come
in handy right at home.
Table D’Hote for Rabbits and Birds
During the unusually snowy winter many persons throughout the country have been putting out food for I
the animals and birds that find foraging difficult. Corn and carrots on sticks comprise this outdoor banquet
hall near Cheltenham, Pa. The corn is for the birds and the carrots form the piece de resistance for the
rabbits you see in this picture. Hunger caused them to overcome their natural timidity and they r«fas\c<I
to allow the cameraman to interrupt their feast.
Scenes and Persons in the Current News
l_.\'ew $10,000,000 palace on the shore of Lnke Leman near Geneva, Switzerland, which has just been
occupied by the League of Nations. 2—Alexander V. Dye of Flora, 111., new director of the bureau of for
eign and domestic commerce of the Department of Commerce. .'1—View In the main street of .Monrovia
during the military parade that featured the inaugiiratlon of Edward Barclay as president of Liberia.
Hostess for G. O. P.
\36 Convention
Has Big Job
Miss Marian Lang, secretary to
the president of the Cleveland Con
vention bureau, will he the most
popular—or unpopular—young lady
In Cleveland around June 1. She
has the job of seeing that delegates
are adequately housed during the
Republican national convention.
Aerial View of “West Point of the Air”
A beautiful aerial view of the model aerial training ground, Ran
dolph field, Texas, called the “West Point of the Air,” as three squadrons
of airplanes form the letters “U S A" In the sky in the background.
Part of Great British Fleet at Alexandria
Malta being too close to Italy, a large part of the British fleet In the Mediterranean was concentrated at
Alexandria, Egypt, and many of the vessels are to be seen in this photograph.
Medieval Architecture in Stone
•Millions of years ago nature, in ftryce Canyon, southern Utah’s na
tional park, began to make, with rain, wind, sun and frost, this giant
Tower bridge. It needs but to have a moat beneath It and knights of old
in the armor of the Middle Ages to be almost the perfect counterpart of
a scene from the 10th and 11th centuries Union Pacific railroad photograph.
Fiddle Champ
of Maine
Is 78 Years Old
Eugene II. Staples, “Happy Gene,”
seventy-eight years old, of Dixfleld,
Maine, is the newly crowned fiddle
j champion of the state of Maine. He
succeeds the late Meille Dunham of
Norway, Muine.
Foreigi. American*
Over 100,000 Americans live In
the various countries of Europe the
year 'round.
Hard Boiled
By VERA PAYNE ROCKWELL
® McClure N«w»pa.pw Syndicate
WNU Service
Mj/INDNESS don't pay; I ought
to know." Bitterness lurked
In Miss Priscilla’s usually placid
tones. "I’ve been kind to folks all
my life and where do 1 net It?”
She paused to peer Inquiringly over
her glasses at J.lln.
"In the neck?" suggested Lila,
softly.
"That’s it!" exclaimed Miss Pris
cilla with satisfaction. “In the
neck. I couldn’t think of the ex
pression."
Lila laid tier hand on Miss Pris
cilla's knee. "Tell me one instance
where kindness did not pay,” she
begged.
"One Instance?" cried the lady of
the tatting shuttle. "One? 1 could
give you u dozen. There’s the time
I broke my heart over Mrs. Gor
don and her cruel husband. I
helped her to leave him und for
months congratulated myself on
having saved her life and reason.
Then, one tine spring day, back site
came, broke and repentant. Her
fool husband forgave her. took her
in. and . . . Oh, boy. do they hate
yours truly!"
“What of it? Everybody else
loves you," offered Lila.
Miss Priscilla gave her a stern
glance and went on. “And Reta
Henderson. They wouldn’t let her
marry young Anson Matthews.
Whnt did I do? I nominated and
elected my fool self to the position
of Cupid and smoother-out of the
path of true love. I took Anson In
to board for next to nothing and
managed so that Reta could meet
him at my house from time to time.
They were married on her twenty
first birthday and my heart glowed
with the consciousness of a glori
ous deed done." She snorted with
contempt.
"I think It was a glorious deed.”
said Lila stoutly, "to unite two lov
ing young hearts."
“O, yes, yon would," sniffed Miss
Priscilla. "Well, they married and
had six young ones In eight years!
They hate me worse than all the
rest put together. Folks can solve
their own problems and fix fheir
own mistakes from now on for all
of me. I'm through. I’m hard
boiled !’’ She glared at Lila.
"Oh, yeah? answered Lila, unim
pressed. “About ns hard-boiled as
a one-tnlnute egg. But tills is all
In the past. You must have had
something else happen to make you
feel as you do today."
“You know the Simpsons," replied
Miss Priscilla, tight-lipped, “all
those young ones and him out of
work most of the time? A few days
ago I went over there and found
Hazel, the seven-year-old, humped
up near the lire, moaning enough to
break your heart.
“'For pity’s sake, what alls you?’
I asked. Mrs. Simpson told me she
had fallen and broken her wrist
and her father had set It.
“ ‘Set It,’ I said, In surprise, ‘has
he studied surgery?’
" ‘No, he ain’t,’ snapped Mrs.
Simpson tartly, ‘but he's handy.’
“Well, I couldn’t get my night’s
rest thinking of that poor little girl.
Soon’s I got my morning work done
I hurried over to Simpson’s.
" ‘You ought to have a doctor,’ I
told Mrs. Simpson.
“‘No sech thing,’ she whined at
me. ‘Pa’s handy an’ it costs a
mint of money to hev a doctor.’
"Along about tentime I couldn’t
stand It any longer. I had talked
over the phone with several neigh
bors nnd they had ngreed with me
that something ought to be done.
So I called up the district nurse
nnd the head of the Associated
Charities. Both passed the buck
to me. They thought something
ought to be done but they didn't
want to be the ones to do It. Then
I called the doctor. After quite a
while of conversation It was ar
ranged. Yesterday Dr. Drummond
and the district nurse came out to
see Hazel.’’
During the pause that followed,
Lila's eyes studied Miss Priscilla's
fare. “Why should that make you
feel that kindness does not pay?”
she asked Miss Priscilla gently, “I
should say It paid richly in the
knowledge that you had saved a
child from being a cripple.”
Miss Priscilla looked grimly over
her glasses. Her hands fell idly in
her lap. "Doctor Drummond found
that the child's wrist was set per
fectly,” she said. “I’ll be the laugh
ing-stock of the neighborhood.”
The clock ticked loudly in the
silence. The canary stopped sing
ing and preened his feathers. “Nev
er mind,” soothed Lila, "don’t take
it so to neart. If I ever need ad
vice and consolat'on I know you’ll
give it.”
“Not even to you.” declared Miss
Priscilla, her eyes Hashing. “I love
you, Lila, but I’ve learned my les
son. It’s hands off from now on.”
Lila looked up in alarm. This had
cut deeper than she had thought.
Maybe Miss Priscilla had really be
come hard-boiled. As she opened
her mouth to protest. Hie telephone
rang. Miss Priscilla hurried to pick
up the receiver.
“Yes,” she said. “Yes? You
don’t tell me! For pity’s sake!”
She listened. Intently. “Martha,
that’s terrible! Well, something’s
got to be done about it. Tell her
I’ll be right over . . . I’ve got a
plan in my head . . . I’ll fix it up!’