ADVENTURERS’
CLUB
“ Bridge Game "
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter.
IT'S Hank Smith of South Orange, N. J., who gets himself
raised to the rank of Distinguished Adventurer. And what a
yarn Hank sends us! I mean, the next time Hank goes out with
a motor truck, I bet he’ll consult an astrologer to see if the omens
are right, or maybe pay fifty cents to Svvami Rajah, the guy with
the educated crystal ball, to he darned good and sure he has an
even chance of getting back alive.
Itecau.se, you know, Hank once hit one of those days when the stars
were lined up against him—and what those stars didn't do to Hank was
Dot worth the doing.
Now Hank’s bad day was a dark, rainy one in the fall of
1923. He was working In South Carolina then, driving a truck for
an oil company. His Job was to deliver gasoline to garages and fill
ing stations about the country, and he did pretty well at it until
those stars ganged up on him. That was at the bridge across Tiger
river, near the town of Union.
The roads were muddy and the going was bad. Hank had a Ijundred
gallons of gas on his truck that he was taking to u customer on the other
side of the river.
When he got to the river he saw that It was swollen and over the
banks. The bridge didn’t look un.v too safe to him, uo he stopped to look
It over. Hank might have decided not to tempt fate by crossing that
bridge, only just at that moment a farmer came along In an old illvver
and chugged right on across. That settled matters. If the farmer, who
knew the bridge, would take a chance on It, certainly Hank ought not to
be afrnld of It.
Truck Motor Dies Half Way Across Flood Swept Bridge.
Hank started across the bridge—and the minute he did he was sorry.
The flood had buffeted It and strained ft until It wus weak on Its pins, and
It creaked and swayed at every turn of the big truck's wheels. Hank wras
hnlf-wny across, and praying the old span would hold out for just another
three minutes, when suddenly—his engine coughed and stopped dead.
It wouldn’t be right to say that Hank was scared to death
then. That part of it came later. At the moment he was only half
scared to death, for he knew that the bridge waa liable to go out
I wny minute—taking him and the truck along with it.
lie climbed out of the truck and began tinkering with the engine. The
water rose higher and higher. The old bridge swayed farther and farther
with each swirl of the swelling tide. It took him ten minutes to llnd out
that his trouble was a clogged gas line.
Responsibility Wins an Argument Over Discretion,
lly this time the water had risen to within two Inches of the bridge.
Floating boards and tree branches were piling up against It and adding
to the strain Its old timbers were already under. Hank wondered if he'd
A Giant Log Bore Down on the Tottering Bridge.
better leave the truck and run for the ottier end. Discretion said Yes, hut
Responsibility said No, and In the end Responsibility won the argument.
Hank dived under the hood and began working feverishly at that disabled
motor, hoping ugalnst hope that the old bridge would hold until he got
it started.
Minute by minute the water rose. More floating debris came
down the river to add itself to the pile that was already pushing
against the creaking timbers. At last Hank had the clogged gas
line clear. He climbed into the driver’s seat and stepped on the
starter.
The motor hummed. The truck began to move forward. Then, to hls
consternation, Hank saw Nemesis floating down the stream In hls direction.
Nemesis in the Form of Pine Log Threatens Rickety Bridge.
It was a big pine tree, torn up by the roots, and floating swiftly to
ward the bridge. Hank knew what would happen when thnt thing hit—
knew It would slam Into the bridge with a crash that would tear the
rickety old structure loose from Its moorings. Ills heart was In hls mouth
ns he stepped on the gas and sent hls truck rumbling ahead as fast us Its
engine would carry It.
The pine tree wai only ten feet away when Hank spotted it,
and it was coming along on the swift current with what seemed
like express-train speed. It didn’t take it five seconds to hit the
bridge. And then things happened Just as Hank expected they
would.
The tree struck with a crash that shook the bridge from one end to
the other. The flimsy old timbers cracked. The bridge swayed and buckled
under the Impact and the weight of the heavy truck It supported.
It Was a Race Between Time and the River,
l'lanks spilt under the rear wheels, but still the truck went on. And
Hank Smith sat up front in the driver’s seat, teeth clenched, and hair
practically standing on end, doing what he could—which was nothing more
than keeping hls foot on the gas pedal and praying that his luck would
bold.
Twenty yards to the end of the bridge—ten yards. The big
truck rolled the last few feet. Its front wheels hit solid ground.
And then, with a squeak and a scream of rending timbers the
bridge went out, Just as the rear wheels hit dirt—and safety.
I don’t know whether you hoys and girls like anti climaxes to your
yarns, but this story’s got one. A few feet beyond the bridge Hank's mo
tor stalled again. “Suppose that had happened Just a couple of minutes
earlier,’’ he wants to know. “Where would I have been then?"
It looks like the stars weren’t being so hard on Hank after all.
Q—WNU Bervlct,
Strangest Horse Race Is
Held in Italian Village
The strangest horse race In the
world, the historic l’allo of Siena, is
run round the cathedral square of
this little town every August, usual
ly in the presence of the king of
Italy and his family. The horses
represent different communes of the
town, which shoulder the cost of or
ganization, horses, and Jockeys. The
event is an extraordinary affair, for
there are no fouls, lilders may
strike at each other and at their op
ponents’ horses; often Jockeys fall
off and the riderless mounts add to
the confusion. Incidentally, the race
may be won by an animal whose
Jockey has fallen and cannot con
tlnue.
Before the event each horse la
blessed by the officiating priest, and
the winning horse receives thou
sands of pats. The Jockey receives
a kiss irom every girl In his com
mune. Remarkable scenes and ban
quets follow. In which the winning
Jockey Is feted and the horse, with
gilded hoofs, takes the place of
honor at the head of the table. A
spotlessly clean manger Is always
laid for him.
White Horse* Sacred
The horse was sacred among the
Teutonic tribes from the first mo
ment of their appearance In history.
According to Tacitus, white horses
were fed at the public expense, no
mortal man dared ride them, and
their neighlngs and snortlngs care
fully watched as omens and au
guries.
BRISBANE
THIS WEEK
One King Dead. Next?
Hitler Picks Successor
Three Kinds of Cold
One Lynched; One Jumped
King Fund, king of *Egypt, dead
means nothing to 1.10,000,000 Ameri
cans or to 15,
000,000.000 other
human beings on
earth. It means
much to Eng
land, real ruler
of Egypt, now
obliged to find
another king to
“behave himself,
do as England
says,” and hold
d o w n Egypt’s
nntl-Brltlsh ha
tred.
A mob seized
Arthur I.rl.hnnr , ^ yhnw flfty.
yenr-old negro, and lynched him on
"the usual charge," not waiting for
a trial.
Joe Bowers, sentenced to 25 years
for mail robbery, locked In the is
lnnd fortress of Alcatraz, tried to
escnpe by climbing ten feet of plain
wire, two feet of barbed wire, and
Jumping down a (Ki-foot cliff Into
the water. lie climbed while sharp
shooter guards pumped bullets Into
him, and Jumped down the cliff.
Asked when "hooked" at Alcatraz,
"Who Is to be notified If you die?”
Rowers replied: "Nobody, nobody
cares whether I die or not.”
Hitler apparently has chosen his
successor "In case." in the person
of Air Minister Goerlng, now made
"assistant dictator,” with control of
two great German problems of raw
materials and foreign exchange.
In New York 175 naval cadets
from the German cruiser Ernden,
name well remembered from the
war, explored the city, guarded by
detectives In case of hostile demon
strations.
Commercial boycotts of Germany,
organized in New York, have done
more harm to the Nazi government
than could he done by any mob at
tack on German cadets.
California possesses “three kinds
of gold”: yellow gold, of which
there Is plenty left In the ground;
"black gold,” which Is the oil In
lakes thousands of feet down, and
the “white gold,” water from the
mountains, first used to develop
power, then to Irrlgnte crops.
Another gold, more important
than those combined, is the gold of
education.
Driving through this country, If
you see a particularly fine build
ing, tall columns, wide grounds, for
healthy play, that Is a public school.
Once It would have been the prison
or feudal castle.
You see another building, almost
ns Impressive ns the high school.
Thnt Is a public library. The accu
mulated knowledge of the world is
free.
Newsboys crjT “What do you
read?” The Niagara of books pour
ing from the presses, a vast major
ity forgotten ns they are horn, make
many ask "What shall 1 read?” Of
the hooks that every one must know,
many are unnecessarily long, will
not he read, and need condensation.
In this day of newspapers, moving
pictures, and radio.
Paris perceives that following re
cent elections extreme radicals will
he powerful In the new chamber,
ntyl those that have money left be
gin panicky selling. Rank of France
shares dropped violently, meaning
lack of confidence in government
stability, with fear of war In all
minds.
The last war knocked the franc
from 1!) cents to 4 cents. What
would another war do?
When stock gambling starts. It
moves rapidly. Since March last
year, stock prices have gone up 00
per cent, business has increased IS
per cent, employment only 5 per
cent. Not much cheerfulness In that.
Since last March the New York
Stock exchange “values" linve In
creased by twenty thousand million
dollars. Excellent “bait” for the Ig
norant.
New Jersey citizens dropped from
relief invade legislative halls, camp
out, sleep on the floors, promise to
remain until New Jersey supplies
money and food.
Ewing township. New Jersey,
with fl.OOn population, taking 4.’>0
families of the dole, told them offi
cially to go out and beg. Begging
being Illegal, each family was pro
vided with a begging license. Ttiat
may he called “economic relief.”
Tokyo worries about Russia “plot
ting a wnr against Japan.” but no
plotting Is necessary. Russia knows
the location of every Japanese city,
town and factory. It would be nec
essary to declare war and start
dropping bombs, particularly bombs
that spread tire.
Starting a war for foreign coun
tries Is as easy as “shooting up
a gambling game” among our rack
eteers ; no secrecy or plotting nec
essary.
© King Feature* Syndicate, Inc.
WNU Service.
Print or Plain, Just So It’s Linen
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
WEAK linen In the morning, at
noonday, during the afternoon
hours, and when "the shndes of
night are falling fast,” then wear
linen formally. This spring and
Biinimer Is destined to go down In
history as a banner linen season.
The beauty about modern linens
is that through Ingenious process
ing they are being made practically
crush resistant.
The glory of this season’s mono
tone linens is their remarkably
handsome colorings. For the tai
lored Jacket suit and sports and
travel costumes, emphasis is on
plain, firm, medium weight linens In
such deep rich tones as Dubonnet
and oxblood reds, dark blue, navy,
also skipper blue. Biarritz green,
the vogulsh spice brown, popular
violet shades and other equally as
attractive colors. Shrimp pink and
coral hues are especially noted. As
to white and natural tones they will
lead in the summer parade.
Prints, perhaps, provide even
more exciting news. Printed linens
are making a bid for the formal ns
well as the daytime hours. Imag
ine an exquisitely sheer handker
chief linen (sheers in linen are lat
est word) In rust, brown and white
done In an authentic paisley pat
terning. It Is linens like this that
are providing new thrills In the way
of media for smart evening gowns.
If your fancy happens to run to
modernistic florals In vivid color
ing, we suggest that you select for
your next party dress one of the
very new gorgeous printed linens
carried out In daring orange red and
green on a navy background. Speak
ing generally in regard to printed
linens, whether for day or evening
wear, a liking Is expressed for wide
ly spaced bouquet arrangements,
for bizarre peasant patternings,
also motifs of Chinese character as
well as mystic Far-East figures and
hieroglyphics. Scroll designs that
meander In llnework all over the
background are particularly good
style.
The Illustration demonstrates how
smartly and effectively monotone
linens combine with linen prints.
To the left you see the suit, a new
Creed model, as It looks with the
Jacket worn. This stunning ensem
ble Is made of a dark green canvas
type of linen for the clnsslcally tai
lored jacket and skirt, using crisp
white linen for the blouse pat
terned In a green and tangerine line
work crossbar print design. The
linen Is the finest possible quality,
coming as it does from Moygashel,
Ireland, noted for its beautiful high
grade linens. Observe the slight
fullness at top of Jacket sleeve, giv
ing the new broadened si mlder, line.
This skirt has a single knife pleat
at Its left front to give necessary
fullness.
Removing the Jacket of the suit,
there comes to view, as pictured in
the foreground, the smart chantel
print Moygashel linen blouse. Its
tangerine and green tones comple
ment the monotone of the linen suit
most pleasingly. The waistline of
the blouse is slightly fitted. Two
outstanding style details are the
short puffed sleeves and the fact
that Instead of buttoning It is laced
up the front, tiny cord lacing In
and out through hand-embroidered
eyelets.
© Western Newspaper Union.
JEWELRY FOR EVERY
HOUR IN THE DAY
"
Jewelry for every hour In the (lay
Is now In vogue.
Collecting precious, real Jewelry
has become the fad of ladles of
fashion.
Women who already own fine col
lections of jewels are having them
re-set. Now that gold settings are
again smart, many colored stones
enhanced by this treatment are be
ing remodeled.
The suit Is the perfect setting for
a fine fob watch—a beautiful wrist
watch, or a brooch or a clip watch.
Brooches, worn at the neck of the
new frilly blouses are smart and If
they support a tine and distinguished
jewel, they give tone and elegance
to the street trllleur.
Pearls are worn with all types of
blouses. Pearl earrings are rapidly
gaining In popularity.
No jewel or decoration of any
kind Is ns uniformly becoming and
flattering to the wearer as pearls.
Fluffy Bow at Neck Gives
Ingenue Air to Wearer
A new trick ot the moment Is to
fasten a fluffy bow made of dozens
of layers of pleated net, with a lit
tle nosegay of spring flowers In the
middle, at the neckline of your new
spring print. Vou'd be surprised at
the gay Ingenue air It gives you.
Or you may choose one of the new
“lac* paper doily" collar and cufT
sets, to give a last minute air to
that long suffering black crepe day
time dress.
The new neckwear Is shown In nil
the accessory colors of the moment,
such as violet, tulip pink, rust, Lon
don tan, mimosa and. of course,
white.
New Shades
Spring's top ranking colors In
clude Imperial blue, aurora, Formosa
| blue, spinner's red, the zinnia
shades, petunia and Devon green.
SMART FOR SPORTS
By CHER1E NICHOLAS
The divided skirt costume is rec
ognized as eminently practical for
active sports wear. This simply cut
dress is tailored to perfection of
quality-kind linen imported from
Moygashel, the finest flux producing
section of ttie north of Ireland. It
buttons up under the collar like a
pinafore, with buttons running down
under the arm. Its divided skirt
means all the action you want on
the golf links or tennis court
New Millinery
The new millinery imports stress
beauty and a flattering appeal rath
er than Just smartness.
He Enthused
Over Simple Life
In the smoking compartment the
conversation turned on the merits
and demerits of various ways of pre
serving health. One stout, florid
man bad quite a lot to say.
“Look at me!” lie said. “Never a
day’s sickness in my life, and all due
to simple food. Why," he continued,
"from twenty to forty I lived an ab
solutely regular life—no effeminate
delicacies, no late hours, no extrav
agances. I was in bed regularly at
nine o’clock and up again at five. I
worked from eight to one, then had
dinner—a plain dinner; after that
an hour’s exercise; then—"
“Excuse me,” interrupted the face
tious stranger in the corner, “but
what were you In for?”—Tit-Bits.
Husband—If a man steals, no mat
ter what It Is, he will live to re
gret It.
Wife (coyly)—You used to steal
kisses from me before we were mar
ried.
Husband—Well, your heard what
1 said.
Saves Time
Mrs. Youngbride (telephoning gro
cer)—I want you to send me two
pounds of beefsteak.
Grocer—What kind would you like?
Mrs. Youngbride—I’d like It rare,
please.
King for a Day
A. —What would you do If you
could be a king for one day only?
B. —I would borrow so much money
that I could live carefree the rest of
my life.
The Very Ideal
Miss—Did anyone ever tell you how
wonderful you are?
Youth—No; 1 don't think anyone
ever did.
Miss—Then I’d like to know where
you get the idea.
To the Bitter End
Mr. Snap—My motto is: What Is
worth doing is worth doing well.
Mrs. Snap—1 notice that when you
make a fool of yourself.
P—1 I I
ENJOY WRtGLEY’S |
WHILE. VOU _J
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Claims that spe- I
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necessary for |
certain climates 9
are misleading.
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primarily on the B
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That’s why you can plant Ferry’s
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Look for the Ferry display at
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Devoted to improving and maintaining the
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It’* a Big Place
Teacher—Bobby, do you know the
population of Chicago?
Bobby—Not all of them, Miss
Shaw, we’ve only lived here three
years.
Gets Your EmotioA*
John—Why were you shedding
tears at the movie last night?
Josephine—Because It was a mov
ing picture.
Cramping Hi* Style
“Are you an angel, daddy?”
“Of course not! Why?” \
“Because I heard mother say sh<|
was going to clip your wings.”
NO SUCH COURAGE
Miss Flirt—Two strange men
spoke to me on the street today.
Old Aunt Sarah—Huh ! A stranger
never tries to speak to me.
WRIGLEV’S.
^ TH* PERFECT GU M^
The FIRST QUART'
Tells the Story
Out of the experience of thousands of motor
ists has been developed a simple method of
comparing oil performance . . • the “First
Quart” Test. It is just a matter of noting
how many miles you go after a drain-and
refill before you have to add a quart. If you
are obliged to add oil too frequently, try the
“First Quart” Test with Quaker State. See if
you don’t go farther before you have to add
that tell-tale first quart. And, the oil that
stands up best between refills is giving your
motor the safest lubrication. Quaker State
Oil Refining Company, Oil City. Pa.
Retail Price ... J5< per Quart
