I Adventurers
“The Rookery *
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter.
HERE’S a yarn from a man who has had a thousand adven
tures. Small wonder, too It would be mighty surpris
ing if he HADN’T had a thousand or so thrilling experiences
in the course of his career. For twenty-five years he has been a
member of the New York Police department—and those lads
are paid to hunt trouble and to straighten it out when they
find It. r-y ,«pnm «
So step up, boys and girls. Meet Police Sergeant Julian F.
Rhodes of Grant City, Staten Island, N. Y., today’s newest mem
ber of the Adventurers’ club.
Sergeant Rhodes has had plenty of adventures all right. For
25 years, hardly a week went by that he didn’t have some sort of
a thrill or other. But the one that made the biggest impression on
him was the first one that ever happened to him. And that’s the
experience he is going to tell us about today.
Green Cop Is Assigned to Tough Neighborhood.
It happened in the month of July, in the year 1908. Just a few
weeks before, young Julian Rhodes had been appointed a patrolman
by Theodore A. Bingham who was then police commissioner. The
department assigned him to Second precinct, and he went to work
at the old station house on Trinity place between Liberty and Cort
landt streets.
There weren’t quite so many tall buildings in that down
town section in 1908. The Second precinct took In everything
west of Broadway, from Warren street right down to the
Battery, and within those confines there were some pretty
tough neighborhoods and some pretty hard-boiled citizens.
“There was one place in particular," says Julian, “a ram
shackle tenement on West street called The Rookery. That gave
the police a lot of trouble. The house was crowded with people of
all nationalities, colors and creeds, and it was a common occur
rence on Saturday nights, when a sufficient quantity of the al
derman’s whisky had been consumed, for the tenants to engage in
a free-for-all fight in which men. women and children took part.”
Julian Is Called to Settle Tenement Brawl.
That’s the sort of place it was. They don’t have slums of that
sort today. We do have slums, of course, but the Worst ones have
been condemned and weeded out. But when Julian Rhodes was
They Battled Their Way Across the Dark Hallway.
a rookie cop, there were a lot of them scattered about lower New
York, and the cops today are still having trouble with the criminals
they bred.
But Julian, in his day, wasn't afraid of anything those
tenements could produce. "Before my appointment to the
Police department," he says, “I had been a blacksmith. I
was proud of my strength and thought I had the average
amount of courage, or maybe a little more than average.
It took just one experience to get out of my head the idea
that I was the strongest man in town, and that same ex
perience taught me the true meaning of the word fear."
It was a Saturday night—the night when things were at their
worst in The Rookery. Julian says he wasn't unduly alarmed when
a little girl came running to him, crying that her father was threat
ening to kill her mother and the entire family. He started off on a
run toward The Rookery, climbed up to the third floor, and forced
open a door in the dark hallway.
"Well,” says Julian, "there I was on the threshold of my great
est adventure in 25 years of service. The stage was, appropriately
set for trouble. It was a three-room dwelling and every article of
furniture in it was broken. The rooms were dark and reeked of the
foul odor of stale liquor.
Drunken Maniac Threatens to Murder Family.
"In the front room, in the middle of the floor, a terrified
woman knelt and pleaded for her life and the lives of the
cowering children clustered around her. while towering over
her stood a drunken maniac, a chair upraised, ready to
crash down on her head."
Julian took in that scene, and if it inspired any fear in him. he
didn’t even notice it. He made a flying tackle—caught the drunken
man about the knees and bowled him over. The chair fell from his
grasp, and that made matters even. But suddenly, the drunken j
man caught Julian in a powerful grasp, and then Julian realized
that he was dealing with a man who was stronger than he was.
Julian Thinks His Copper Days Are Over.
He was a big man, and he had Julian in a grip of iron. Julian
struggled to his feet, but the man came after him, trying to get at !
Julian's gun. They battled their way across the room and out into
the dark hallway. And that was where Julian learned what the
word fear really meant. The drunken man suddenly pushed him
up against the stair railing, wrapped his arms around him and j
started to throw him over the rail.
"I couldn't break his grip," Julian says, "hut in a
frenzy of terror I managed to turn around so that he was
against the railing himself. We must have struggled there
for ten minutes before he finally let loose his hold, and in
that time I thought that my days as a cop were finished and
wished I had stuck to my forge and anvil.
"At last, though, he tried to shift his grip, and I squirmed out
of it. I dropped to the ground, got hold of his knees again, and did
to him just what he had tried to do to me—threw him over the
railing. He went crashing to the floor below and landed on his head,
out for the count. Before he got his senses back, I had him in a
cell."
©— WNU Service. "* < *
Self-Consciousness
What the world would very often
mistake for conceit is a self-con
sciousness, a recognition of it In
our common acceptation of the word
a conceited man is an empty fellow
who bases his opinion of himself
upon no true grounds. Very often
great but untried men will take upon
themselves the achievement of that
which the world deems an impossi
bility. But if the man has tha* with
in bim which will carry him through,
he is to be commended. It is the
ignorant fellow and puffed-up fool
who is to be blamed.
Home of Seabirds
Venice has been called the
“Queen 01 the Adriatic" and the
"Serene Seaport,” but its oldest
name was the “Sea-Birds’ Home.”
Long before the Huns swept down
on Italy there was a small popu
lation. the aboriginal Venetians,
occupying the estuary, of whom
Cassiodorus, secretary of Theodor
ic the Great, has left us a pic
ture. The Huns drove refugees
from Padua, Aquileia and other
maioiind cities to the lagoons to
found a republic among the sea
birds.
BRISBANE
THIS WEEK
In Ancient Nile Mud
England Keeps Ready
Let the Dead Sleep
Murder Starts Early
Paris.—Reclining on her side,
her body covered with gold, gold
necklaces on ner
neck and on the
ground nearby,
arch aeologists
discover the well
preserved body of
an Egyptian prin
cess whose fa
ther, the Pharoah
Chephren. built
the second big
gest pyramid; it
was his brother,
Cheops, who built
the largest.
Those pyramids
were tombs for
Arthur iiriahnnr kings an(j search
ers found the princess in one of
them. The Nile mud seeping into
the tomb had helped to preserve
her.
That princess, living 5,000 years
ago, could tell an interesting story
for the movies. She ‘‘built herself
a small pyramid with stones given
to her by her many lovers.” Where
do you suppose she is now? In
some strange Egyptian heaven,
perhaps, with all those admirers
around her.
England, alarmed by European
war threats, issues an official
“white paper” explaining why—
‘‘The relation of our own armed
forces to those of o,her great pow
ers should be maintained at a fig
ure high enough to enable us to
exercise our influence and authori
ty in international affairs.”
Unfortunately for all plans, the
airplane in the hands of a des
perate nation might upset all na
tional "authority," just as a p stol
in the hands of a desperate man
upsets individual and police au
thority.
One bullet will stretch individ
ual authority in the dust; 1,000 air
planes, attacking the heart of a
great city, might cause national
"authority” to end in demoraliza
tion.
England's new defense increase
will be largely in her air force;
that wise nation knows that the
real "ocean” in future wars will
be the ocean of the air.
In a desert of southeastern Utah,
men and women, belonging to the
cult of "truth seekers,” were gath
ered around the body of Mrs. Edith
Dakhal, who died more than a year
ago. You read about it, perhaps.
Mrs. Ogden, leader of the "truth
seekers,” prayed over the body,
which appeared marvelously pre
served. The “truth seekers” be
lieve they will bring the woman
back to life, but the pathetic fact
is that it would not in the least
matter if they did.
The important thing is to im
prove the condition of 1.800,000,000
actually living on the earth. For
one safely out of it to be brought
back would be unimportant, in
these days, and perhaps cruel.
America holds the world’s "mur
der championship" for all kinds of
murder, at all ages—quantity, qual
ity, variety, volume.
A New Jersey boy, 16 years old,
was sentenced to death.
In Wisconsin, a coroner reports
that little David Holi, two months
old, was killed by two boys four
and three years of age.
They each held one hand of the
younger one, and dropped it on the
floor It cri£d and would not stop.
Then, one of tluT small boys ex
plained, "We pounded him.”
These youngest "killers" puzzle the
law. You can't "try” a four-year
old child.
Railroads tell the interstate com
merce commission they would like
fares reduced to two and a half
cents a mile, instead of two cents.
The railroads should have ail possi
ble consideration, for they have
built up this country, but at two
and a half cents a mile they will
not compete successfully with auto
mobiles carrying passengers for
one-quarter of a cent a mile.
New York proposes to fingerprint
everybody, new babies included.
The baby of the future will be
busy, with finger-printing, tonsil
and appendix removal, vaccination
for smallpox and a half dozen oth
er diseases.
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The new treaty with France, re
ducing the duty on French wines
and liquors by 50 per cent, inter
ests California and other wine
growing states. It should persuade
them to stabilize the production of
wines, establish official guarantees
of purity, freedom from adultera
tions, mixtures, and especially
"fortifying" with alcohol.
In Europe, notably ui France,
adulteration of wires is an offense
against the law. With us, it is a
business.
For advertising reasons, a group
of men made long distance hike
on a diet of broken grain to prove
the superiority of that diet They
were surprised when 53 hikers
showed a total loss of 211 pounds
in weight, while one, 66 years old.
showed a gain of three pounds.
G King Features Syndicate, loo.
WNU Service.
Beach Togs Tell New Fabric Trends
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By CHERIE NICHOLAS
IT IS not enough that beach outfits
* and active sports clothes be
stylish and pleasing to the eye.
It is not enough that they be merely
practical and utilitarian. To qual
ify 100 per cent to the good your
sun, sand and surf and your gen
eral outdoor play-around togs must
be every whit as practical as they
are chic and eye-appealing.
The cunning bathing and beach
suit of gay print shown to the right
in the picture is just that—thorough
ly as practical as it is charming to
look upon. Its claim to practicality
is due to the fact that the sanforized
shrunk cotton of which it is made
carries' the promise of non-shrink
ing no matter how often it may hap
pen to be water soaked. This very
modern way of processing cottons
and linens so that they cannot shrink
insures your bathing wardrobe all
season long, which, of course, means
no-end satisfaction in the final an
alysis of clothes logic.
Practical from another point of
view, too, is this charming beach
and swim ensemble, in that it is
one of the very new and goodlook
ing halter bathing suits with wrap
around skirt to tie on when you go
meandering down the beach as fair
maidens are wont to do.
Another story of achievement in
the way of combining the practical
with the highly chic and attractive
in sports clothes is told in the new
weight-controlling ensemble that al
lows one to lounge about the house,
plav ping-pong and go about home
duties while accomplishing the
magic of shelving the extra pound
age one longs to discard prepara
tory to getting one’s self into shape
for that svelte lithe appearance in
one’s bathing and beach suit. This
miracle-working avoirdupois reduc
er is pictured in the foreground. A
smart gym gob suit it is, made of
an exceedingly good-looking crepe
texture rubber that keeps the pores
of the body open and encourages a
healthy perspiration. When that
happens you can start making your
swimming dates for to your glee and
satisfaction the pounds will begin
to roll off until normal weight is
reached. These crepe-textured rub
ber gym gobs are styled in three
comfortable pieces—slacks, shorts
and shirt.
Big news and no doubt about it,
is the beach and swimming suit in
the new and startling front page
newspaper print cotton. See it pic
tured to the left in the group. Prints
this season are noted for novelty
and certainly this newspaper-print!
cotton captures first honors in that \
respect. The fitted halter top which
is lined with white wool jersey for
extra comfort and proper contour,
buttons at the front to the waist
band of the one-piece wool-lined
skirt and maillot. The separate
cape has an attached hood and is
lined with terry cloth throughout.
Very smart beach outfits of
white pique are among the sea
son’s latest models. A stylish en
semble includes shorts, worn under
a one-piece tunic that fastens all the
way down the front (may be left
open at will) with pique-covered
buttons. A big floppy white fabric
hat is worn.
Another interesting item is the!
hat made of pique that is nothing
more than a brim which ties at the
back. It is without crown and can
be untied and flattened out to be
washed and ironed.
© Western Newspaper Union.
CHIC FOR SUMMER
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
According to the modern way of
thinking a costume is only as smart
and correct and goodlooking as the
accessories worn with it. In other
words it is the accessories that
make the costume and this is the
challenge that fashionables must
meet these times. In the matter
of observing the little niceties of ac
cessory details the lady in the
picture is costumed to perfection.
Her exquisitely ladylike straw hat
is an exponent of smartest mil
linery fashion. The fur that ^orders
the sleeves of her jewel-clasped
crepe frock carries a convincing
message in regard to the impor
tance of “summer furs” in the
mode. Her long simple slip-on suede
gloves are eminently correct. As to
j the handsome bag she carries it is
! the accent supreme of chic.
Polka Dots in Style.
Mannish little polka dotted silk
cravats and belts are worn with soft
frocks and polka dot scarfs walk
iut with sports coats.
FEATHERS IN STYLE
FOR HAT TRIMMING
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Feathers are becoming more and
more important as trimming for
hats, according to Erik Braagaard,
the young Danish milliner whose
recently established Paris house has
had unusual success.
Braagaard even makes entire hats
and headdresses of feathers. He
takes a single yellow bird of para
dise and curves it cleverly about the
head holding it in position with
double bands of black velvet that
cross the back of the head. This
hat designer is building crowns
higher and higher for morning and
sports wear. The conical or thim
ble crowns, likewise are featured
on some of the afternoon hats while
others are trimmed with bunches of
fruit or flowers.
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Late Offerings of Prints
Copy Design of Wall Paper
§ome of the new prints look like
wallpaper designs. Vertical stripes
of flowers, massed together, are
printed on pastel colored back
grounds. Other materials are print
ed with enormous sprays of flowers
or vines in conventional wallpaper
patterns. One house has applied a
leaf and vine design in black or
gandy on a dinner dress of white
organdy. The veins in the black
organdy leaves are etched in shiny
black beads.
Bracelets Combine Both
Real Beauty and Utility
Since costume jewelry has come
rushing back into style, there are
all sorts of new bracelets on the
market. For evening wear there
are wide bands of gold or silver set
with large, square precious stones.
The largest center stone opens up to
reveal a miniature powder compact
and puff, while the stones on either
side open to show paste rouge and
eye shadow. The clasps of the new
bracelets are small lipsticks.
Window Cords and
Washers
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By MADELEINE DIA7
© McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service
SIXTY-YEAR-OLD John Hender
son was the handy man who
came to do odd jobs of repairing
at 47 Gorton place, once a sedately
fashionable private residence, now
a modernized apartment house on
the lower west side of town.
“Don’t mind me,” he told Daph
ne Jones, as he puttered over her
kitchen sink. “All this here faucet
needs is a new washer. You just
go along with your tidying up and
I’ll be through in no time. I came
early so as to get done before you
had to start to work—figuring as
how most of the parties in the
house is office folks.”
“I don’t have to leave for fifteen
minutes,” she said. "You were
considerate to come now.”
“Well, I’m like that,” Mr. Hen
derson admitted without reluc
tance. “Always figuring out how I
can do a good turn to someone
whether I know ’em or not. And
just now I was saying to myself as
I come in it was just too bad you
didn’t live in a hotel. It’s nice
enough here for young married
folks but for a lone young girl like
you ’twould be a whole lot pleas
anter in one of them new girls’
hotels. I was doing some fixing
in one yesterday, up in the east
sixties. Rooms are awful small
but, sakes alive, they don’t need
much room! There’s reading
rooms and reception rooms and
everything downstairs, where the
girls can get together and, have a
real pleasant time. It’s a heap
jollier and safer, seems to me, for
a young girl like you than living
here all alone, and probably
’twouldn’t cost you a cent more
neither. They have parties every
here and there where the girls can
fix up their own breakfasts and—”
“But I really do like it better
here—I’m sure I do,” Daphne told
Mr. Henderson, taking his sugges
tions in the spirit in which they
were given. Of course there wasn’t
any use in trying to explain that
she would very much rather be
lonely by herself than lonely with
a lot of other girls—most of them
just as lonely as she—in a crowded,
noisy hotel.
“Well of course you’re fixed up
nice here,” said Mr. Henderson,
looking about at the small neatly
arranged supply of pots and pans
in Daphne’s small kitchen. “In
terested in cooking?”
“Why, yes, I do like to cook.”
“Yes, yes,” said Mr. Henderson,
soothingly. “Just naturally a home
body even if you do work in an of
fice. That sort of explains things.
Well it’s only right and natural a
girl should like to cook.”
Ten minutes later Daphne was
on her way to her office and Mr.
Henderson had gained entrance to
the apartment two flights above.
“Don’t mind me,” he told the
young man who, shaving brush in
hand, had opened the door for him.
“Came to fix up that there window
cord of yours and thought I’d get
here before you'd left. I always
try to be as obliging as I can.
You just go ahead with your shav
ing and I’ll be through in no time.”
“Thanks a lot,” said Robert
Shaw, the young man with the
shaving brush. “I overslept a bit
or you wouldn’t have found me in
now."
“Well,” said Mr. Henderson, “I
can’t blame you if you came in a
little late. Natural for a young
man like you to want to get about
a bit. And say, 1 was just think
ing how much handier it would be
for you if you took a room in one
of these here new Y. M. C. A.
places. They’ve got swimming
pools and billiards and everything.
You can have all the fun you want
and not have to go out for it. You’d
probably save money, too.”
“I’m not so fond of going out,”
Robert told Mr. Henderson. “Fact
is, I wasn’t out late last night at
all. Just sat here reading till two
o’clock.”
“Kinda lonely, I suppose. Well
I was that way too at your age.
Lonely and kinda shy. We’ve been
married now thirty-five years—Sar
ah and me. Took a couple of years
before I could tell her I cared for
her and all the time was wondering
what ailed me that I didn’t. Funny
thing about young folks.”
“Not so funny sometimes,” Rob
ert said, as much to himself as to
the handy man.
“One way it is and one it isn’t,”
said Mr. Henderson. “There’s a
girl down below here in this build
ing. As pretty and sweet and good
looking as a bunch of sweet clo
vers, likes to cook and as much as
said she'd like a home of her own.
She ’pears to be lonely and shy
too—”
“Second floor front?”
“Sure thing,” said Mr. Hender
son with a chuckle, and still chuck
ling went on with his tinkering.
“But why didn’t you tell me—
i you were willing to have me come
back?” Robert asked Daphne that
evening after he had summoned
courage to ring her door bell and
take his accustomed place in her
cheerful living room.
“I didn’t want you to know be
cause I didn’t think you cared,”
Daphne told him. “But I still
don’t know how you knew I was
lonely, and wanted you back.”
“It’s a matter of washers
and window cords,” said Robert
with a smile that made Daphne
think that explanations didn't mat
ter.
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® Quesl/onr
Cut out old canes in raspberry
bushes when they are through
j bearing fruit. These canes will
| never bear fruit again.
• « *
When making pastry use only
enough water to hold ingredients
together. Mix quickly, roll and
handle as little as possible if you jk
wish pastry to be flaky. *
* * ‘
Annual seeds of such plants as
annual poppies, larkspur, sweet
alyssum if sown out of doors now
in equal parts of soil and coarse
sand will be strong enough to live
through the winter if well protect
ed.
• • •
Oil or oily substances should
never be used on waxed floors.
They soften the wax, sink into
wood and eventually darken it.
* • •
Lingerie must be tinted occa
sionally to preserve its dainty ap
pearance. A faded blue garment
will tint a delicate orchid with
the aid of a pink dye, a pale yel
low will shade into a delicate
green if dipped in blue dye and
a pink dye will change the yellow
to a shell pink. Be sure to use
small quantities of the dye for
these pastel shades.
* • *
The fat side of beef should be
placed nearest the flame when
roasting. The melting fat will
flavor and baste the meat during
the cooking.
© Bell Syndicate —WNU Service.
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