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ADVENTURERS’ CLUB
HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES
OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELFI
“Through a Tropic Holocaust ’’
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter
Hello everybody:
Well, sir, fellow adventurers, people have all kinds
of troubles in this bothersome old world of ours. You have
your troubles and I have mine. Maybe the old spinning ball
would be just TOO nice a place to live on if we didn’t have
our share of adversity to make the sweet seem sweeter and
the bright seem brighter still. Anyhow, I have a letter here
from Alberta L. Hitchins of New York City, who has had
her troubles—plenty of ’em—but who doesn’t let them bother
her very much. No, sir. Because every time she begins to
think her troubles are too much for her, she looks back on
that horrible day in Kingston, Jamaica, in January, 1907,
and realizes that what looks like troubles to her now don’ll
really deserve the name of trouble at all.
On that fateful day Mrs. Hitchins was sitting in the office of J.
Eustace Burke & Brothers, the firm for which she worked. She wasn't
Mrs. Hitchins then—just Alberta, the assistant cashier. With her in the
office was her boss, her sister—one or two other women who worked
there, too. Outside, it was a clear, tropical, sunshiny day. From over
head came the rumble of machinery in a bottling plant on the floor above,
When the Earthquake Struck.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, a distant, ominous, rumbling sound
startled all Kingston. In the office where Alberta worked, how
ever, nobody paid any attention to these sounds. The bottling
plant on the floor above was always noisy. Rumblings were
nothing new to the employees of Burke & Brothers. The first
intimation that Alberta had that anything was wrong was when
she happened to look up from her work and saw that the wall in
front of her desk gEEMED TO BE BENDING OVER!
At the same time, she felt herself suddenly—inexplicably—slipping
from her chair. She jumped to her feet. From overhead a shower of
pluster fell, littering her desk. All at once, things seemed to be flying
in all directions. Then, in a moment, all was quiet again.
In the office, there was a moment of tense silence. Then Alberta
heard the voice of her boss saying: “My God! An earthquake! San
Francisco nil over again!" Alberta took a quick look around the of
A Tottering Wall Fell With a Crash.
flee. There were five people in it. Miraculously, not one of them was
injured. Alberta heaved u sigh of relief—too soon. At that moment the
trembling started all over again.
From outside came the sound of a piercing shriek. A woman
in the next building! Alberta started toward the door—felt some
one grab her by Mie arm. It was her sister. “Don’t go out
there,’’ her sister cried. A tottering wall fell with a crash. The
woman’s voice was stilled.
Terrible Scenes in tbe Streets.
The boss started to gather up the company’s books and put them
In the safe The girls turned to and helped. When that was finished,
Alberta and her sister made their way out to the street and started to
head for home, down by the wuterfront.
The town was a shambles. Buildings were down everywhere. Walls
were down—streets a mass of wreckage—debris strewn everywhere.
Men, women, children—even animals—were stretched out on the pave
ment, dead or frightfully injured. Everywhere, cries for help. People
pinned under falling buildings—half buried in the wreckage—shouted
pathetic appeals for aid that almost drove Alberta and her sister mad
with pity.
And to add to the horror, fire broke out—everywhere— and many who
could otherwise have been saved nad to be abandoned by the rescuers
to a living death in the tlames.
It was the must harrowing sight two girls had ever seen. They
struggled home to lind their mother and younger sister alive, hut
frightfully injured. They had just been dug out from under the
wreckage of what had been their home.
Earthquake shocks were still coming at intervals. Alberta and
her sister cast about for medical aid for their mother and the little
girl. The hospital was miles away- and in ruins. The only safe place
left was the sea. They took them aboard a vessel anchored in the har
bor and put them in care of the ship's doctor.
There were hundreds of other people on that boat—hundreds of
refugees from the stricken city. All afternoon they straggled aboard.
Doctors—volunteer nurses came from the town. They turned that boat
Into a hospital ship for the care of the injured.
Tragedies in a Night of Horrors.
Night came—a night that transformed the city into a red inferno
rimmed by the cosmic blackness. Fire flamed up anew in a hundred
different quarters. Buildings tottered. Walls crumbled. The shrieks
of the victims continued all through the night. Dogs howled in the streets.
Fanatics sang wildly. People went insane for no other reason than that
which they had seen—and heard.
Terrible scenes were enacted in those grim hours. A father
and son were trapped between two walls of a fallen building
Rescuers were striving to get to them. They were almost free,
when flame shot through the building, driving the rescuers back.
The trapped man's business partner had just time to pass his
hand through a hole in the wall—give his friend a last handshake
before the flames were upon him and he had to dash back, the
cries of his associate and the boy still ringing in his ears.
In the heartrending scenes that went on through that terrible night,
Alberta almost lost her mind. Long before it was over, she was a wom
an moving in a daze. Somehow she lived through it—somehow kept
her sanity. And now—
Now Alberta is married. As the mother of three children she has
responsibilities—sometimes troubles. But when she has troubles, she
looks back at that awful January day in Kingston and wonders what
the people who bled and died in that holocaust would think of her
feeble Little woes.
WNU Service.
Pepper Once Coveted by Kings
Pepper once was coveted by kings
and explorers laid down their lives
to get the precious seasoning. When
the Eastern Roman Empire fell,
Alaric the Goth exacted 3,000
pounds of pepper as part of the
tribute. The Pepperers’ guild of
London, organized in 1180, was for
many centuries the most powerful
of the trade guilds. Portugal sent
Vasco de Gama to find a water route
to India so that the pepper supply
might be more abundant. A pound
of the seasoning once paid for a
year's rent of land or a house in
England.
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Canton Island
Canton island is the chief spot of
land among the tiny dots which
make up the Phoenix group, 2,700
miles north of New Zealand. The,
importance of this archipelago,
wnich lies just south of the equator,
is readily seen on any map of the
South Pacific. The Phoenix group
lies almost on a line between New
Zealand and Honolulu, practically
half way between the two. Canton
island covers about eight and a half
square miles, nourishes shrub veg
etation and provides a salt-water
lagoon navigable to boats which
draw up to 5 feet.
BEDTIME STORY
By THORNTON W. BURGESS
REDDY FOX HIDES
REDDY FOX stole swiftly through
the Green Forest in the direc
tion of the pond of Paddy the Bea
: ver. Reddy took the greatest care
to keep out of sight of all the other
little forest and meadow people It
would not do to let one of them see
him because — well, because you
know, he was supposed to be down
on the Green Meadows He had
said that he had a very importanl
errand down there which prevented
him going to look for Buster Bear
as Prickly Porky had asked him to
Of course he hadn’t had any errand
{ down on the Green Meadows It
! was just an excuse The truth is he
was afraid to look tor Buster Bear
! And so he had made up that excuse
Then Jumper the Hare. who. you
know, is one of the most timid of
Reddy Didn't Need to Be Told That
It Was Buster Bear.
all the little people who live In the
Green Forest, had olfered to go look
for Buster Bear. Reddy Fox didn't
believe that Jumper really would
dare do it. but if he should why
Reddy Knew that everybody would
say that he was a greater coward
than Jumper, and would laugh at
him ever after. There was just one
thing to do and that was to give
Jumper such a fright that he would
forget all about Buster Bear. So
as soon os he was out of sight ol the
other little people Reddy had turned
into the Green Forest and run as
fast as ever he could to head of!
Jumper the Hare.
Now. Reddy couidn’1 have done
this had Jumper started in a great
hurry to look for Buster Bear, be
cause fast as "Reddy can run Jump
er can run faster. But Jumper had
not been in a hurry and so it hap
pened that Reddy was nicely hidden
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behind a big pile ot brush when
Jumper came hopping alone. When
Reddy saw him coming he smiled
and it was a wicked hungry smile
He had started out to scare Jumper
if he could Jumper would make a
very good dinner Yes. indeed, ne
would make a splendid dinner Red
dy’s mouth watered at the thought
Now rt isn't for nothing that old
Mother Nature gives things to her
children and so, of course, there is
a reason for the long ears of Jump
er the Hare. It is that he may be
able to hear the slightest noise so
that he can run away from danger,
for you know he cannot fight. So as
ne came through the Green Forest
ne kept stopping every few jumps to
look and listen He had almost
reached the pile of brush behind
which Reddy was hiding when his
long ears eaught just the teeniest
weernest sound Perhaps in his ea
gerness Reddy rustled a tiny dead
leaf. Anyway. Jumper stopped short
and looked very hard at the pile of
brush Reddy held his breath and
his yellow eyes lookad very fierce
and hungry. Still Jumper sat there
looking and looking and looking It !
seemed to Reddy as if he never
would move
Just as Reddy had about made up j
his mind to rush out and try to
catch Jumper where he sat a heavy
step sounded behind him. Reddy
turned his head hastily. There was
the big black stranger who had come
to live in the Green Forest. Reddy
didn’t need to be told that it was
Buster Bear. He gave one hasty
look at the great claws on Buster’s
feet and then with a yelp of fright
he tucked his tail between his legs
and started for home as fast as he
could run. the most frightened Fox
who ever ran through the Green
Forest.
©T. W Burgess.—WNU Service.
“Turbo-Fusee”
Monsieur Millet ot France, the in
ventor of this vehicle, called it the
"Turbo Fusee." but for practical
purposes it is still an automobile.
The strange road craft is equipped
with a tlve-horsepower motor, which
gives it a speed of 180 kilometers
an hour. But the motor itself does
not directly drive the car; it com
presses the aid which supplies the
actual power. The inventor claims
an increase of speed, reduction of
fuel consumption and a bigger cruis
ing radius
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CKMIilKS
By WARREN GOODRICH
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"Shake hands with Rodney the
Rat ... I don’t accept things from
strangers."
I WNU Service.
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"Few auto drivers," says Hivvcr
ing Flo, "live to admit their mis
takes.'’
WNU Service.
Money for Milk Is Well Spent
i Most Valuable Foo<l of All 1
(/j Others for Children. (/y
By EDITH M. BARBER
A NATION of milk sops. We are
** proud to be classified as such
in the literal, although, of course,
not in the figurative sense of the
term. To the fact that milk produc
tion, handling and distribution have
kept pace with the growth of this
huge country, we can give credit
to a large extent for the fine physi
cal development of American chil
dren.
Milk production is more than pur
chasing cows, feeding them and
milking them. When milk is pro
duced for market, the state takes
a hand and inspects the herds for
their healthfulness. There are also
regulations in regard to cleanliness
and sanitation of cow houses and
milk houses. There must be facili
ties for keeping milk chilled until
its distribution is begun. Sometimes
it must travel many miles to the
city distribution plant It must, of
course, be kept cold on its journey.
At the milk plant it is weighed and
inspected for cleanliness before it
is pasteurized as a final precaution
for the safety of your milk supply.
After the pasteurization or heating
to 140 to 145 degrees Fahrenheit for
half an hour, the milk is cooled
quickly and then runs directly into
sterilized bottles which are capped
by machinery. The crates of bot
tles then go into a refrigerating
room from which they are taken
by the milkman who delivers them
to you.
The safety of your supply of the
most valuable food of all is thus
guaranteed to you by both the city
and state authorities. The money
you pay for milk is well spent.
—
SELECTED RECIPES
Cottage Cheese Croquettes
1 tablespoon butter
2 tablespoons flour
Ms cup milk
V4 teaspoon salt
Pepper
2 cups cottage cheese
2 cups mashed potato
l tablespoon ground onion
1 egg well beaten
Sifted bread crumbs
Prepare a white sauce of butter,
milk, flour and seasoning. Stir in
the cheese, potatoes and onion.
Chill. Form into balls, roll in
crumbs, then egg diluted with 1 ta
blespoon water, then crumbs again
Fry in deep hot fat, 395 degrees
Fahrenheit. Drain and serve with
tomato sauce.
Golden Cream Tapioca.
2 tablespoons granulated tapioca
2 cups scalded milk
*6 cup brown sugar
Salt
2 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla
Add the tapioca to the milk and
cook in a double boiler about 15
minutes until it is transparent. Add
the sugar and salt to the egg yolks,
and to this add slowly some of the
hot mixture. When thoroughly
mixed add to the mixture in the
double boiler and cook three min
utes constantly stirring Remove the
top of the double boiler, set in cold
water and fold in the stiffly beaten
egg whites. Add the flavoring and
pour into a pudding dish. Serve
very cold.
Cheese Timbales.
4 eggs
1 cup hot milk
1 cup grated cheese
2 tablespoons chopped green pep
per
tfe teaspoon paprika
tfc teaspoon salt
Beat the eggs very light, add to
them the hot milk, the grated
cheese, green pepper, paprika and
salt. Grease timbale molds. All with
the mixture, set in a baking pan of
boiling water and bake in a mod
erate oven (375 degrees Fahrenheit)
until set. Turn out carefully on a
hot platter. Serve at once with to
mato or pimento sauce if you wish
Swedish Almond Cookies.
*6 pound shelled almonds
3 egg whites
1 cup granulated sugar
Vfe teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon grated lemon rind.
Wash but do not skin almonds.
Dry in a moderate oven ten to fif
teen minutes and then put through a
food chopper. Beat egg whites stiff.
Fold in ground almonds, sugar, cin
namon and lemon rind and drop
from a teaspoon onto a greased bak
ing sheet. Bake in a slow oven, 300
degrees Fahrenheit, for fifteen min
utes. Cool and store in a tightly
covered container. These cookies
will keep a long time and will im
prove in flavor.
Stratford Sauce.
Ms cup sour cream
2 tablespoons horseradish
Salt, cayenne
Whip the cream and fold in other
ingredients. Serve with cold meats.
© Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
FIRST AID
TO THE
AILING HOUSE
By Roger B. Whitman
SCREENS ANI> STORM SASH
117 HEN insect screens come
* » down in the fall, they are likely
to be piled somewhere in attic or
cellar without much thought as to
putting them into condition for the
following year. As a matter <*i
fact, they are well worth caring tor
and especially so if they are of cop
per or bronze netting. One neigh
bor of mine has worked out a plan
that is about the best that 1 Know
He built his house four years ago
and as part of the construction, ev
ery window was fitted with an out
side insect screen and with a storm
sash Screens and storm sash tit in
to the same spaces and are hookea
on the same hangers, these being
screwed to the upper crosspiece of
the window frame. Each window is
numbered, and there are identical
numbers on the screen and storm
sash that tit it.
In his cellar he ouilt a cabinet
deep enough to hold the storm sash
when slid in edgeways, and ol a
width that just holds the entire set,
placed side by side. The screens,
of course, tit into the same cabinet.
In the spring, the storm sashes
come oft the windows, and the
screens go on in their places. The
cabinet, emptied of the screens, is
immediately refilled with the storm
sashes. With its tight door, the cab
inet protects its contents from dust,
and there is no danger of breaking
a pane of glass, or punching a hole
through netting. This arrangement
is strongly recommended.
With the end of the insect season,
screens should be put into good con
dition before being stored away
Usually, brushing will be enough,
although the frames may need a
fresh coat of paint or of varnish.
With copper and bronze screen
ing, there is frequent complaint of
the staining of white paint by drip.
This is due to the combination of
copper salts with the zinc in white
paint, and the stain is permanent.
There is also a staining with
straight lead paint, although this
will wash off.
Staining can be prevented by coat
ing the screening with varnish. Var
nish cannot be used as it comes in
the can, for by its thickness it will
fill the meshes. A satisfactory mix
ture is one-half good spar varnish
and one-quarter each linseed oil
and turpentine. Before applying, the
screening should be scrubbed with
soap and water, and traces of the
soap rinsed oft with clear water. Aft
er drying, the screening should then
be scrubbed with turpentine.
The easiest and quickest way to
apply the varnish is with a piece of
carpeting tacked to a block of wood
to give the effect of a scrubbing
brush. A little of the mixture is
applied to the nap of the carpeting,
and then rubbed on the screening.
The varnish mixture will go on in a
thin coat, which will be sufficient
to protect the screening from mois
ture for a full season.
© Bv Roger B. Whitman
WNU Service.
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I MANNERS OF
THE MOMENT
By JEAN
O By The Associated News papers
DEOPLE think I’m awful when I
* don’t get my shoes shined, and 1
think I’m awful when I do. 1 sit up
there on one of those bootblack’s
high chairs, with my legs stretched
to the limit of my skirt and my face
as red as my last summer’s bathing
suit. Honestly, 1 can’t see why
bootblacks don’t build those silly
foot rests closer together, so a girl
can at least reach them without so
much trouble.
But since they don’t and since you
do have to have shines ^ie best way
around the awkwardness seems to
be to take it knock-kneed. And how
ever you pose when you sit for the
bootblack, you want to be sure that
you have a full-sized newspaper be
hind which to hide your face.
WNU Service.
Dumb Waiters. English Invention
Dumb waiters were an English
invention of the Eighteenth century,
which consisted of tiers of trays af
fixed to a central support on a tri
pod base. They were usually placed
diagonally at the corners of the din
ing table so that diners might help
themselves after the servants had
departed. One of Chippendale’s ear
ly bills mentions “two mahogany
dumb waiters on castors” which
| were supplied to Kensington palace.
Love, Honor and Obey
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Gay Hostess Apron
With Poppy Motif
Pattern 1495.
Flit from pantry to parlor in this
“hostess” apron, so gayly ap
pliqued with poppies, and guests
are sure to ask how it’s made!
Choose bright contrast for yoke,
border, poppies. One poppy forms
the pocket. Pattern 1495 contains
a transfer pattern of the apron
and a motif 614 by 10% inches; a
motif 614 by 914 inches and the
applique patches; illustrations of
all stitches used; material re
quirements.
Send 15 cents in stamps or coins
(coins preferred) for this pattern
to The Sewing Circle Needlecraft
Department, 82 Eighth Avenue,
New York City.
Please write your name, ad
dress and pattern number plainly.
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LVDEN'S
MENTHOL COUGH DROPS
HELP BALANCE YOUR
ALKALINE RESERVE
WHEN YOU HAVE A COIDI
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Books are true friends that will
never flatter nor dissemble; be
you but true to yourself . . . and
you shall need no other comfort.—
Bacon.
• To keep food waste soft and 1
moving, many doctors recom
mend Nujol—because of Its
gentle, lubricating
action.
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Blanco Inc.
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