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ADVENTURERS’ CLUB
HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES
OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELFI
“Assassins of the I\ilc *
By FLOVI) GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter
YOU know, boys and girls, I have often said that you 11
find adventure close to home a darned sight easier than
you will roaming the world. One who goes traveling in
search of thrills usually doesn’t find any until he gets back
into his own bailiwick again. But there are exceptions to
every rule—and here’s one of them. George C. Dorste of
Bardonia, Rockland county, N. Y., met his biggest thrill
when he was thousands of miles away from home and in a
strange exotic country.
The country was Egypt, and George landed there in the course oi
his travels as a fireman on a tramp steamer. The steamer was carry
ing scrap iron, unloading it in consignments of various sizes at ports
along the Nile river and its many branches. The year was 1912, and the
ship had traveled part way up the Nile and was anchored in the river
tust south of the town of Medinet El Ealyum.
The ship was anchored not far from a pier. The weather
Is pretty hot in Egypt. In the afternoon, particularly, the sun
beats down with such Intensity that it is next to impossible for
anybody but a native to do any work. It was at the height of
the hot season, and the crew of the steamer, dripping sweat
from every pore of their bodies, were Just about all in. Along
In the afternoon the skipper gave orders for all hands to knock olT
work for the rest of the day.
The men didn't argue about that. Most of them just walked to the
shadiest spot they could find on that hot ship, flopped on the deck and
rested. But there were a half dozen young fellows—George among them—
who had a better idea. They stripped off their clothes and dived over
the side into the water.
A Dandy Day for Lazy Sport.
The water was cool and refreshing. Those lads were in it, off and
on, for the better part of the ufternoon. They came out, now and then, for
a breathing spell on the ship’s deck, but the sun beating down on the
iron hull of the vessel made it so hot that they were glad to get back in
the water again.
The afternoon wore on and the sun began sinking toward the
horizon. As Its scorching rays withdrew little by little, the day
became cooler. One by one the swimmers climbed back aboard
the steamer and stayed there. Finally all of them were out of
the water except one. And that one man was George Dorsto.
George loved the water and he hated to leave it. He was swimming
some distance away from the ship’s side, and about half-way between it
and the pier. As he splashed about in the river he heard a voice calling
on shore and, looking up, saw a native standing on the pier.
If George Had Only Been a Linguist!
The native was shouting to George, but in a language he didn’t
understand. Then suddenly, he began to point toward the ship. George
The great reptile was between him and the ship.
could figure out only one reason for that pointing. He immediately
jumped to the conclusion that someone aboard had dropped something
over the side and wanted him to retrieve it.
He turned and swam slowly toward the ship. The native on
the pier kept right on yelling, but George paid no attention. And
then, suddenly, he saw it—a thing that looked like a log floating
in the water, bilt a log that had a rough wrinkled snout and a pair
of glassy eyes just showing above the surface!
A crocodile!
The great reptile was between him and the ship—and not more than
twenty feet away from him. A shudder went through George's body
when he saw it. He turned and began swimming toward the pier. But
the pier was a great distance away—or at least, so it seemed to George.
He knew that beast could catch up to him in less time than it takes to
tell the story.
He Looked Like Good Meal to Crocodile.
He was swimming as fast as he could—exhausting himself in a spur»
for the pier. And the crocodile was following along behind. It seemed
to George that the great reptile never approached any closer than that
original twenty feet—the distance that had separated them when he
turned toward the pier. Was the beast playing with him, as a cat would
with a mouse? Or was it waiting until George had exhausted him
self in the swim toward shore before those cruel jaws opened and closed
over him?
Still swimming frantically, he reached the pier. And then an
other terrifying discovery greeted him. As he made frenzied ef
forts .o climb up the piles that supported the pier, he found that
he couldn't. Those piles were covered with a slippery moss, lie
could make no headway up them. And all the time, now, the
crocodile was coming closer, swimming slowly toward what it
knew must inevitably furnish it its evening meal.
By now, George was mad with terror. He was still clawing and
scraping frantically at those smooth, moss-covered piles, when the na
tive on the dock came to his rescue. Suddenly, the native picked up a
huge piece of scrap iron from a pile on the dock, and hurled it at the
■wimming crocodile. The piece missed. The native threw another—
and ♦hat one found its mark. It hit the beast on the snout, and it dived
beneath the surface.
Native’s Accurate Peg Saves George’s Life.
By that time a boat had been launched from the ship. It came tear
ing across the water as George s shipmates pulled hard on the oars. It
reached George a few seconds after the crocodile had gone down.
"As they pulled me out of the water,” George says, "I lost
consciousness for a minute or two. But 1 came back to life be
fore the boat had reached the ship—in time to see the steely eyes
of the crocodile which had reappeared once more. It was fol
lowing along, not more than ten feet behind the boat.”
And George says that if he'd had a gun then, it would have given him
the greatest pleasure to aim it right between those two glassy eves
and pull the trigger.
C-WNU Service.
Marshal Foch's Tomb
The tomb of Marshal Ferdinand
Foch in the chapel of St. Ambroise
in the Invalides is in the form of a
memorial above a marble sarcoph
agus. It was designed by the sculp
tor, Paul Landowski. and consists
of a group of eight poilus. who bear
on their shoulders a bier covered
with laurel branches on which lies
the effigy of the marshal in his uni
form of war days. On three sides
of the base are reliefs showing the
armies of his command. On the
fourth side are the dates of his birth
and death.
Most Primitive Indiana
The Seminoles, the most primitive
Indians in the country, live 0.1 small
islands of about an acre that rise
above the water of the Florida Ev
erglades. They hunt and Ash in
long, narrow canoes which they pole
through the labyrinthine waterways
Their houses have no walls, but con
sist merely of platforms canopied
with palmetto leaves. Their Ares
burn continuously. They are made
of trunks of cypress trees which
radiate from the Are like spokes
from a hub, and are gradually
pushed into the burning center.
Seeking Contentment.
SANTA MONICA, CALIF.—
Out in the desert country
I met kindly, hospitable folk
bravely making the best of
things on remote, small
homesteads.
On little far-away ranches, on res
ervation trading posts, they are edu
cating their children
by resolute seli-sac
riflce; keeping in
touch with the world
through radio,
through books and
magazines and
newspapers; and al
most invariably con
tent with their lives
and proud of their
struggles and living
comfortably — yes.
and happily—within
their means, how
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ever meager.
Then I come back to crowded
cities where wealth seems only to
make the inmates dissatisfied be
cause somebody with greater wealth
puts on a guadier show of ostenta
tion and extravagance. And I see
the man who feverishly is striving
after riches so that when he breaks
down he may afford the most ex
pensive nerve specialist. And the
spoiled woman who was born with
a silver spoon in her mouth, but
judging by her expression the spoon
must have been full of castor oil—
and the flavor lasts. And the poor
little rich children who have every
thing now and so will have nothing
—except maybe dollars—when they
grow up.
Curious, isn’t it, that so little buys
such a lot for some people and such
a lot buys so little for the others?
The Return of 1’rospcrity.
I CAN'T help gloating over what
appeared in this space when I
predicted that the temperamental
and fickle bird of passage known as
prosperity was winging its way
back. Because the Better Business
bureau reports that sellers of no
good stocks are showing increased
activity.
Moreover, I hear that for the first
time in years practically all the
veteran bunco-steers are off relief.
The lean times when the locusts of
depression gnawed away our sub
stance must indeed be over if the
customers begin to nibble more free
ly at the same dependable old baits.
So, as he thumbs his copy of the
sucker list against the morrow’s
campaign, I seem to hear Mr. Henry
J. Slickguy (late of Leavenworth
but now opening offices in the Wall
street district) murmuring to him
self:
“Happy days are here again!
Drouth may kill the corn. Rust rots
the wheat. Boll weevils destroy the
cotton. But, thanks be, there’s one
crop in America which never fails!”
Have you a little gold brick in
your home, dear reader? Well, don't
worry, nobody’s going to be slight
ed. Ere long you’ll get your chance
to invest in one.
* * •
Making Mental Slips.
THE most incredible thing has
come to pass. Here I go along,
year after year, building up a rep
utation for invariably being right,
the same as George Bernard Shaw
and Rime. Secretary Perkins. Then
—bango!—I make one little sMp and
the trusting reader is shocked from
pit to dome.
The other day I suggested taxing
salaries of governmental em
ployees. Now from all sides I’m
told federal employees are subject
to income taxes; only the vast ma
jority of them, and probably the
hardest-worked ones, draw such
small wages that they owe Uncle
Sam nothing when Rlarch 15 rolls
around.
. So far as I recall, this is the sec
ond time in my life I've been wrong.
I can’t cite what the other instance
was—some very trifling matter, no
doubt—but it must have occurred
because I remember the nation-wide
excitement which ensued, with peo
ple going around in a daze mutter
ing: “Can it be possible?”
I now admit that early error and
the recent one. too, and humbly beg
pardon of my devoted public—all
eight of them. It’ll never happen
again.
* * *
Conquered Champions.
IT HAS been brought to the atten
tion of Mr. James J. Braddock
that something happened to him a
while back. Probably, by now, he
has quit wondering whether many
others were caught in the earth
quake, but is reported to be still
saying “Ouch!” at intervals.
And now. as is customary, his
backers will insist he demand a re
turn engagement—or disaster—with
the Brown Bomber. But if I were
Mr. Braddock—game though he be
—I think I’d pattern my reply on
the example of the gentleman who
was knocked galley-west by a hit
and-run motorist.
As the dazed pedestrian was try
ing feebly to ascerta%i whether he
was all in one piece, a kind-hearted
citizen hurried up.
“Have an accident?” he inquired,
brightly.
“No, thank you," said the victim;
“Just had one.”
IRVIN S. COBB.
e-WNU Service.
Chic Swim Suits, Deck Fashions
fly CHERIE NICHOLAS
rpiCKLE fashion? Maybe so, but
" decidedly practical and depend
able when occasion demands. Be as
sured when it comes to proper
clothes for outdoor activities mod
ern fashion is displaying an effi
ciency that is equal to every de
mand for practicality and wear
ability plus all that can be desired
in the way of smart style. It is
really amazing and most gratify
ing to see how skillfully the esthetic
and the utilitarian combine in pres
ent day apparel.
Speaking of fashion from the
practical viewpoint, have you noted
the clever use being made of denim
in the sportswear realm, just plain
ordinary denim such as is used for
workmen’s overalls? Designers are
making the swankiest tailored jack
et suits of it. Goodlooking? Yes, in
deed, and as to withstanding stren
ous wear and tear, we leave that
for you to figure out for yourself.
Slacks and shorts of denim too, are
on the sportswear style program.
And there’s bed ticking, the sim
ple “homey” blue and white stripe
sort, or giddier stripes if you pre
fer. It's fun to see what fashion is
doing with this sturdy material,
making.separate skirts of it, jack
ets, beach robes and simple one
piece frocks and like denim there’s
"no wear out to it."
On board ship and at all smart
resorts many women are wearing
shorts and tailored shirts (see il
lustrated to left) made of service
able chambray, the kind workmen
have always depended upon to give
good wear. This reliable fabric now
enters the high-style sportswear pic
ture, and being completely shrunk
aforehand, workmen’s chambray
becomes the perfect fabric for
strenuous play clothes for fashion
able women.
Aye, aye sir, the sailor’s life is
the life for any girl who owns such
a timely costume as the vpnturous
young woman is wearing, making
the hazardous climb among the
ship’s rigging as pictured in the
group. This suit is beautifully tail
ored out of sanforized-shrunk cot
ton. Yes, this swanky slacks and
shirt outfit is genuinely amphibian
—takes to water like a duck and
when it comes to setting a fashion
paced on dry land it is all that it
should be.
If you want to show up colorfully
in fashion’s swim and beach parade
by all means choose a flamboyant
print. Designers laud print this sea
son for the entire outfit, swim suit,
matching beach coat, accessories
’n everything, even to the very san
dals one wears. Printed silk crepe
that washes to perfection makes the
one-piece bathing suit with halter
top shown to center-left in the pic
ture. The matching long beach coat
has a shirred yoke and full push
up sleeves.
To fashionables who go in for
aquatic sports here is a message to
delight the imagination. It’s con
cerning the wide use of costume
jewelry being made this season by
those who go forth to brave the
surf. Things that walk or swim or
fly is the theme for the pins and
clips to adorn bathing suits and such.
The idea is to wear pinned here
and there on your swim suit frogs,
turtles, or decorative fish hand
carved from rich white catalin. See
the cunning little lady to the right
in the picture. Her clever play-suit
is of Congo cloth with gray, white
and red striped halter and gray
shorts trimmed with same striping.
A hand-carved frog of handsome
white catalin blinks at you from
the edge of her amusing coconut
husk hat, another frog is pinned
to her halter bodice while a third
pins casually to one side near her
waistline. Clever idea these beach
jewelry novelties, and the fad is
being taken up with enthusiasm,
© Western Newspaper Union.
GAY SILK PRINT
By CIIERIE NICHOLAS
As the season progresses the fas
cination of silk prints leads on and
on to acquire anothcr-and another
and "just one more." The latest
message is for brilliant flowers in
gorgeous purples and vibrant blues
and exotic magenta reds and bright
greens and other ravishing colors
printed on white backgrounds. Typ
ical of this midsummer spirit in
prints is the handsome model
shown. It is a white silk crepe pat
terned in medium size florals. A
grand dress to wear to afternoon oc
casions. The neck is high with a
tiny collar that flaunts a spaghetti
tie in purple. The large hat is most
interesting and significant since it
bespeaks a type of millinery that
is new and outstanding. The long
gloves are according to the latest
style dictates. ,
NEW SUMMER SUITS
FAVOR EMBROIDERY
Heim has gone in for embroidered
details on spring and summer suits.
One black tailored suit in black
wool has a straight little skirt and a
tailored and fitted jacket that fas
tens high at the neck with a cut-out
and embroidered design of a bird in
a cage. The round cage is banded
by gold embroidery which matches
the gold braid that trims the neck
line. Inside the round cage is a nat
ural linen foundation upon which is
embroidered a little silk bird.
A more summery suit is grege
(between gray and beige) shantung.
The skirt is made with front pleats
that are stitched down to the knees
and then pressed into place. The
jacket fastens high at the neck but
is cut away in a center V to make
small revers and to reveal a blouse
of black linen embroidered all over
in a conventional design of colored
birds.
Skirts Shorter and Fuller
in Late Paris Colection
Shorter, fuller skirts are shown
in the new Chanel collection and
waistlines are slightly dropped to
give a more youthful silhouette.
Series of small pockets trim the
tailored clothes, and there are
many touches of bright red through
out the entire collection. ,
Tulles, laces and sheer organdies
are shown in white and in pastel
shades for summery evening gowns
that are fashioned with full, bouf
fant skirts to stress the youthful
and girlish trend.
Season of Stripe*
It’s a season of stripes. Every
thing is made of striped materials.
Evening gowns, afternoon frocks,
blouses, scarfs, bags and right down
to shoes—all are striped in gay col
i or*. .
Middle Age
I and Weight
By
DR. JAMES W. BARTON
© BeU Syndicate.—WNU Service.
\1^HEN a middle-aged individual
’ ’ is fSund to be losing weight
there is always the possibility of
tuberculosis, but the physician usu
ally has in mind diabetes or even
cancer. When neither of these con
ditions is present then the cause of
the loss of weight is sought from
other or less serious standpoints.
If it were a youngster the physi
cian would find that there was not
Dr. Barton
enough outdoor play
perhaps to create an
appetite or so much
outdoor play that
the youngster was
not getting enough
rest or perhaps the
youngster is being
allowed to stay up
too late at night.
Thus more nourish
ing food and rntore
rest or sleep is gen
erally all that is nec
essary to increase
the child’s weight in such cases.
To some extent the same treat
ment is applied to adults—more
sleep, more fresh air, more nourish
ing food.
Effects of Infection.
Often, however, the physician
finds the blood thin, the blood pres
sure low and a feeling of weakness
present. As these are often the ef
fects of some infection in the sys
tem, a close examination is made
of nose and throat and sinuses, the
teeth are checked up by the dentist,
including an X-ray examination of
all the teeth. If there is indigestion
perhaps an X-ray examination of
stomach, intestines and gall blad
der is made.
If after this complete examination
—nose, throat, sinuses, gall blad
der, stomach and intestines, exam
ination of blood, blood pressure,
heart, lungs, urine, no infection can
be found, then the physician be
lieves, as he may have believed be
fore he started the examination,
that the patient has “something on
his mind,” some worry, some anxi
ety or fear, that is disturbing rest,
appetite, and digestion, thus caus
ing loss of weight.
Seeks Cause of Worry.
If he is the family doctor he may
know something of the conditions
which are upsetting the patient’s
mind and through the mind the
whole digestive system. Having
made the thorough examination he
is now in a position to tell the pa
tient that after this “complete” ex
amination in which no organic con
dition has been found, there must
be something disturbing his mind
and that he would be glad to talk
it over if the patient thought he
could be of help.
Once the cause of the emotional
disturbance—worry, anxiety, fear—
is discovered, discussed openly and
freely with the patient, and the pa
tient sees a possible way out of, or
an effective way of meeting, the
trouble, then he can get his rest
and sleep, will be able to go out and
about and meet his friends (or foes)
without too much disturbance of
mind.
With his mind “settled” he will
become his normal self; he will be
able to eat and to sleep and regain
his weight.
Prolonging Life in Heart Disease.
NOW that heart disease stands
first as a cause of death, physi
cians everywhere are advising their
patients that despite leaking valves,
irregularity in the beat, enlarge
ment, high blood pressure and other
disturbances, life can be prolonged
if the individual can prevent fur
ther infections, eat smaJl easily di
gested meals, and not do much work
or take much exercise.
The heart does a great deal of
work, pumping about four quarts or
one gallon of blood per minute from
each ventricle, one ventricle pump
ing blood to the lungs to be purified
and the other pumping blood to all
parts of the body. ^
It will carry on this regular work
day and night and the rate and
amount of blood will not be in
creased much if light digestible
meals are eaten and little or no ex
ercise taken.
Dr. George L. Walker, Griffen,
Ga., in the Journal of the Medical
Association of Georgia says, "A
heavy meal increases the output of
blood from the heart by 50 per cent.
In anger, resentment, and apprehen
sion an increase of 25 per cent or
more is frequent, accompanied by
a rise in blood pressure. Exercise
often increases the output of the
heart to 25 quarts per minute,
which is very much more than when
the individual is at rest.
“The normal and even the dis
eased heart (unless it has reached
an advanced stage of disease) will
deliver exactly the amount of blood
required by all the tissues of the
body."
Leaking valves, irregularities, and
increased blood pressure may all
increase the work of the heart, in
terfere with or undermine the heart
muscle itself and yet for a long
time the heart continues to do its
full or complete amount of work.
When the heart muscle completely
loses its power or reserve strength
then the heart stops and not before.
Lace Spread That
Reflects Good Taste
When you dress up your bed for
company, you seek distinction—
the purpose of this lacy spread.
A true reflection of your own
good taste is this stunning open
work design, one easily achieved
by crocheting simple, single me
Pattern 1443
dallions of string. A stunning
dresser or table scarf, or per
chance a cloth could also be your
choice. It may be done in one or
a combination of colors. Pattern
1443 contains detailed directions
for making the 8% inch medal
lion shown and joining it for a
variety of articles; illustrations
of it and of all stitches used;
material requirements; color sug
gestions.
Send 15 cents in stamps or
coins (coins preferred) for this
pattern to The Sewing Circle
Needlecraft Dept., 82 Eighth
Ave., New York, N. Y.
'Tairotite JQecijae
ofi tke IVqqIc^*^
Blackberry Jelly.
3 cups (ll,i lbs.) juice
4 cups (1% lbs.) sugar
1 box powdered fruit pectin
To prepare juice, grind or crush
thoroughly about 2 quarts fully
ripe berries, (not black caps).
Place fruit in jelly cloth or bag
and squeeze out juice. (If there is
a slight shortage of juice, add
small amount of water to pulp in
jelly cloth and squeeze again.)
Measure sugar into dry dish and
set aside until needed. Measure
juice into a 3 to 4 quart saucepan
and place over hottest fire. Add
powdered fruit pectin, mix well,
and continue stirring until mix
ture comes to a hard boil. At once
pour in sugar, stirring constantly.
Continue stirring, bring to a full
rolling boil, and boil hard Vi min
ute. Remove from fire, skim, pour
quickly. Paraffin hot jelly at once.
Makes about 7 glasses (6 fluid
ounces each). v
The Joker
The wisest and best of men—
nay, the wisest and best of their
actions—may be rendered ridicu
lous by a person whose first ob
ject in life is a joke.—Jane Aus
ten.
WNU—U28—37
Don’t Neglect Them!
Nature designed the kidneys to do •
marvelous job. Their task is to keep the
flowing blood stream free of an excess of
toxic impurities. The act of living—lift
itself—is constantly producing waste
matter the kidneys must remove from
the blood if good health is to endure.
When the kidneys fail to function as
Nature intended, there is retention of
waste that may cause body-wide dis
tress. One may suffer nagging backache,
persistent headache, attacks of dizziness,
getting up nights, swelling, puffiness
under the eyes—feel tired, nervous, ail
worn out.
Frequent, scanty or burning passages
may be further evidence of Kidney or
bladder disturbance.
The recognized and proper treatment
Is a diuretic medicine to help the kidneys
ret rid of excess poisonous body waste.
IJse Doan’s Pills. They have had more
than forty years of public approval. Are
endorsed the country over. Insist oo
Dorn's. Sold at all drug stores.
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