The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, March 19, 1936, Image 7
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!’