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ADVENTURERS’ CLUB
HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES
OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELFI
‘7o/in Dunkers Jump"
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter
Hello, everybody:
Well, by golly, today we have with us a guy who has
chased old lady Adventure in some of the farthest corners
of the globe. His chase ended after he had followed her all
over South Africa, and finally ran her to earth in Gwelo, in
Matabeleland, way up in the middle of southern Rhodesia.
This guy’s name is John Dunker, and today he lives in
Brooklyn, N. Y. But along about the turn of the century,
he was fighting with the South African Colonial cavalry in
the Boer War.
John didn't class the Boer war as an adventure. though. The yarn
he crashes into the Adventurers' club with happened after that mixup
was all over. After John’s regiment was paid off and disbanded, he
went up to Bulawayo—went broke there and, hearing of a Job up in
Gwelo, a hundred and fifteen miles to the north, trekked up there on foot.
The old timers in that district thought he was crazy to attempt
such a thing. They figured It must be at least a ten-million dollar
diamond mine that induced him to take such risks. But all John
was after was a Job—and all he got out of his trip was a good sock
from that old adventure lady he’d been chasing.
John says that that adventure was the Biggest single tnrm oi nis
life, and I believe him. He says: “I had nice curly hair back in 1902, and
every kink of it stood at attention when the thing happened—or rather,
after It happened. For actually I did not know I was having an adven
ture until some two and a half seconds after it was all over.”
John landed his job in Gwelo, and went right to work. It was a Job
that called for a lot of horseback riding—but that didn't bother a guy who
had walked more than a hundred miles just to get the doggone job.
Also, it was a job that called for crossing the Gwelo river at frequent
intervals. And it was the river that put John in the way of adventure.
He Would Jump Across the River.
Ti e Gwelo river was one of those streams you just couldn’t figure
out. In the rainy season it could be a rushing, raging torrent. But at
other times of the year, it was nothing but a dry bed, cut through by a
The “Tree Trunk” Had Us Jaws Wide Open.
little trickle of water that a man could Jump over. It ran down to the
Zambesi, one of the biggest rivers in Africa, and it was usually full of
crocodiles, and queer fish, and other strange and awesome denizens ol
the African waters.
The place where John worked was on one side of the Gwelo
and the corral where the horses were kept was on the other. In
the rainy season, when the river was high, you had to go the long
way, over the bridge, to get to the horses, but in the dry season,
John used to save time by going straight across. That was easy,
because the river was narrow enough so that you could make it
with a good leap. And John always made his crossing at a cer
tain spot where the bank was steep and there was a dead tree
trunk lying on the other side.
He would get up speed by running down the high-sided bank, take a
broad jump across the water, and land on the tree trunk on the opposite
■ide. He did it again and again, and never thought that there might be
any danger in such a simple stunt. But that's the thing about danger.
You never know where it’s liable to be lurking.
Well, sir, one day John had a job to do that took him to a mine over
at Selukwe, and he had to have his horse to make the trip. He started out
for the river, turning over in his mind the things he had to do that day,
and was deep in thought when he reached the top of the bank.
It Felt Wrung, and It Was.
He raced down the bank, made his running jump, and landed on the
dead tree as usual, but there was something about that tree trunk that
wasn’t as It should be. It felt peculiar when John landed on it. And it
seemed to him that the doggone thing moved a bit when he lit. It was
only for a fraction of a second that the feeling went through him—a lot
shorter time than it takes to tell it—but it was enough to make him
move faster than usual, getting off that log.
The bank in front of him was as high and as steep as the one he had
run down on the other side. Usually, he took his time about climbing
to the top. But this time, impelled by his hunch that something was
wrong, he gave a leap that sent him half-way to the top, and had scram
bled the rest of the way before he stopped to look back.
What John saw from the top of the bank sort of amazed him,
at first. But his amazement soon gave way to another sort of
feeling altogether. The first thing he noticed was that he hadn’t
crossed the river in his usual place at all. The tree trunk he usu
ally stepped on was lying near the bank ten or firteen yards
downstream. In his preoccupation, he had crossed the river in
the wrong place.
And what was that thing John had mistaken for the tree trunk?
Well, that’s what gave him the shock of his life. When he turned to look
from the top of the bank, the first thing he noticed was that that tree
trunk had started out of the water after him. It had its jaws wide open,
that tree trunk did. and it had a couple of beady little eyes that seemed to
be registering disappointment over the fact that it had just missed as
juicy a morsel as had ever jumped right smack at it.
Yep—you’re right. That tree trunk was a full-grown, MAN
EATING CROCODILE!
“How did I feel then?” says John. •'Well, at that moment, every
experience I’d ever had in my life faded right into insignificance.”
Copyright.—WNU Service.
Standard Gauge K. K. Track
The standard gauge of railroad
track in the United States, that is,
the distance between the inside of
the heads of the rails, is 4 feet 8ti
inches. This measurement is ap
parently the same as the prevailing
gauge of road wagon wheels when
railroads came into existence. One
railroad, the Southern, is laid with
a 4 foot 9 inch gauge, but this
small variation is unimportant. It
is also the general custom to widen
the gauge tfc inch or more on sharp
curves., The standard of 4 feet, 8ti
inches was not always general in
this country. In the early days there
were various gauges and their
change to standard was a gradual
development, brought about prin
cipally by the joining of small inde
pendent lines into larger systems.
The original use of the 4 foot 8Vk
inch gauge in America was influ
enced by its use in England. It is
the standard gauge, also, for most
ot Europe except Russia and Spain.
The Language of Christ
The language used by Christ was
the Aramaic, a dialect of northern
Syria. The Israelites were much in
contact with Aramaean populations,
and some words from that tongue
became incorporated into the He
brew at an early date. At the time
of Hezekiah, Aramaic had become
the official language of both Judea
and Assyria; that is, the language
spoken at the courts. After the fall
of Samaria, colonists from Syria
came in, probably speaking Ara
maic as their native tongue. The
fall of the Jewish kingdom hastened
the decay of Hebrew as a spoken
language; upon their return to Ju
dea the Jews found themselves a
people few in number surrounded by
a population using the Aramaic
tongue. When the latest books of
the Old Testament were written, He
brew, though still the language of
literature, had been supplanted by
Aramaic as the language of com
mon life.
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All-W hite W rap Chic This Season
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
I
HERE'S telling you how to look p
your most enchanting self when
you go to dining, dancing and mak M
ing merry during the winter social
swirl. Told in fashion’s own lan
guage the message is to wear flat
tering white—your gown, your wrap,
your corsage, all-white. White flow
er headdress, too!
The ingenue’s choice is for full
skirt romantic entrancing creations
made of frosty, frothy diaphanous
whites that dazzle with glittering,
glistening sequin, crystal and rhine
stone accents. If you happen to be
of the stately, statuesque type rath
er than the airy-fairy sort you’ll be
voted the belle of the ball clad in a
glovefltting skilfully draped low dec
olett0 gown made of heavy white
crepe which makes trimming con
spicuous by its utter absence save
for a chaste corsage of waxen-white
camelias or gardenias or white
orchids if you will have it so.
White wraps to wear over these
beguiling frocks are so smartly in
fashion they are literally taking the
world by storm this season. They
may be of cloth or velvet (often
luxuriously furred with white fox)
to ensemble with the gowns they
top or they may be of snowy fur,
preferably ermine, for ermine is
notably in the lead whether it be for
jacket, medium - length coatee or
floor-length wrap, or bolero fanta
sies.
Then, too, there is the new-this
season ermincrush that makes up
exquisitely into wraps such as pic
tured herewith. An ensemble of
coat and muff made of snowy ermin
crush as shown is adorable for the
girl who is invited to parties ga
lore. Under it the young lady wears
one of the new tulle frocks with
HIGH-STYLE SUEDE
By CUEKIE NICHOLAS
If you are properly style-minded
you will set your heart on having
a suit tailored of richly colorful
suede. The handsome suede suits
that feature so conspicuously in the
present fashion picture are ideal
for rain or shine as they are made
of a shelter suede that is shower
proof and winterproof. The jacket
has padded shoulders with a mili
tary air. For longer steps milady
has only to unbutton the bottom
leather covered button that fastens
the front opening.
voluminous skirt and expertly fitted
bodice that is so quaint and so chic
all io one.
Yes indeed, this winsome muff
and wrap set is one any stylish
minded woman would love to own.
Well, why not, even if you happen
to be one among those to whom
evening elegance at little cost is a
problem to be met. Listen close,
while we whisper a secret idea we
feel the urge to pass on to you. If
you needs must keep within a lim
ited budget why not buy a few yards
of white ermincrush and “make
your own” little cushion muff and
swank coatee?
We might say that if you would
be intrigued with the thought of a
little bolero, muff and hat set, pat
terns are easily available and such
a trio made of ermincrush would
carry you through a winter with
unmistakable style distinction and
allure.
An all-white cape is also a pos
session to be coveted. See the one
in the picture. The lavishness of
the velvety weave has been added
unto by the trim of sable-dyed ko
linsky. You would not necessarily
have to keep your white cape or
coat for formal for the beauty about
ermincrush is it is really quite prac
tical. Cruising in tropical waters or
vacationing up North, attending op
era and making the rounds of teas
and musicales, it is an ideal choice
because it can be packed without
fear of wrinkling since ermincrush
naturally has a soft snowy white
deeply crushed pile.
© Western Newspaper Union.
BLACK IS FAVORED
FOR DAYTIME WEAR
Black worn with white and light
colors is Bruyere's choice for smart
daytime clothes in the mid-season
collection. Light wool costumes in
black and white satin blouses are a
highlight of the showing, and rhine
stone clips are the leading trim.
A black two-piece daytime ensem
ble is made in lightweight wool with
straight-cut skirt and waist-length
jacket of bloused design, fitted to a
snug wide belt. With the costume is
worn a lustrous white satin blouse,
with long, fitted sleeves. The bod
ice is draped from center of the
waistline, where it is fastened with
a wine grosgrain ribbon which forms
a corselet belt, dropped lower at
the back. The suit jacket, opened
to the waistline, is trimmed with a
pair of rhinestone clips at the neck.
Sumptuously Furred Tweed
Suits Are High in Favor
An increasing interest in suits
made of striking tweed is noted.
These are not just tweed in the
ordinary sense of the word, but
they are sumptuous affairs of gor
geous tweed that "gets you" be
cause of the grand and glorious col
oring and the fascinating nubby
knotty textures. The opulent furs
that trim these elegant suits are a
fitting tribute to the tweed itself.
These colorful tweed outfits give
an excellent opportunity to vary the
all-black vogue that has persisted
for so long a time.
Covert Slacks.
Wool covert cloth, long a favorite
for topcoats, is being used for slacks
by well-dressed undergrads at sev
eral leading Eastern universities.
Accent Your Dress
Large rectangular and triangular
clips of rhinestones, baguettes or
jewel-tone sets are seen at high
[ necklines of dark afternoon frocks.
Graduation
By VIVA STING EL ELDRIDGE
© McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service.
BETTY LOVETT danced into the
Lovett’s shabbily comfortable
home, as usual a few minutes late
for dinner, and began:
"It’s all settled, dear family. We
had a class meeting today—and I
need some money for—”
"Now, see here Betty, you've got
to cut out some of these shows, and
dances and things.” Father stopped
serving the hamburg steak and
canned green peas to gesture em
phatically. “I'm not a millionaire.
It’s a dollar and a half here, and
two dollars there—something all the
time. It’s got to stop.”
"But, daddy! A dollar and a half.
Two dollars! Why—why—” Betty
was stammering in her excitement.
"But, daddy, it’s graduation!”
Betty’s eyes turned to mother for
encouragement; and father’s eyes
turned to mother for enlightenment.
Mother, with a quick little catch
of her breath, evaded father’s eye,
and, nodding to Betty, said, “go
on, Betty. Tell father what you
need.”
"Well, it’s all settled.” Betty was
once more enthusiastic. “We are
to have white linen for Senior day,
flat crepe for Baccalaureate Sun
day—”
“Clothes!” Father exploded. Then
he threw his roll on the table. "Well,
there it is—every last cent that can
be spent for extras this spring. I
told you I was not a millionaire.”
Betty meekly ate her dinner until
father became absorbed in the ac
count of Batty Jones’ home run,
then she reached forth a dimpled
white hand and gathered in the
money.
"Oh, mother, I guess there’ll be
just enough,” flipping over the bills,
and calmly appropriating every last
cent for herself. Betty knew that
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STORY
Complete in This Issue
many of the girls were having only
two, possibly three, new frocks, but
she had made up her mind to have
five, one for every day.
Mrs. Lovett, mentally calculating,
sighed inwardly, and resigned all
thought of the excellent piece of
blue silk that she had admired in
Bessom & Company’s window. But
Susie, two years Betty’s junior,
sighed outwardly and exaggerated
ly: “I see where I go without a
new dress for Celia’s party.”
So Betty began her shopping and
went through the whole list—and the
whole roll of money.
The white graduation dress shim
mered in finished beauty, the soft
folds of the orchid reception frock
hung in graceful completeness,- and
the rose-colored church dress was
cut but unfinished when Betty suf
fered a change of heart. The blue
silk in the shop window had been
disturbing her for some days now.
She wanted it for her mother. Also,
coming quietly in one day, she had
found Susie, shining-eyed, draped in
the rose-colored silk, posing before
the mirror.
Two lovely frocks at once, and a
white linen one, ought to satisfy
any girl, Betty thought to herself.
She bundled up the sport silk and
started for the silk store.
Timidly Betty approached the
clerk. ‘‘May I exchange this for
some of that blue silk in your win
dow?”
‘‘Usually we do not exchange cut
silks, miss,” the clerk answered
hesitatingly. “I’ll call the mana
1*
ger.
Betty knew the manager slightly,
and she again put forth her timid
question. “Well, now, Miss Betty,
that is a nice idea," he said, when
she had told him that she wanted
to surprise her mother with a new j
dress. “But why not keep your silk,
and I’ll give you some for your
mother on the charge account.”
“Now that is an easy way out of
it,” Betty murmured. “I can have
my dress, and mother can have
one, too. Still—daddy looked pretty
stern when he said ‘every last cent.’
He was generous with me, too—it’s
almost like stealing—cheating, any
way.”
“No, thank you, Mr. Baker. Fa
ther said we were not to spend any
more money for clothes. He gave
me a lot, but I spent it all on my
self.” Betty blinked rapidly to keep
back the tears.
“All right, child, guess we can fix
you up,” and the manager got the
silk himself and cut it for her.
“Your mother will enjoy wearing
that dress, 1 am sure, Miss Betty.” j
he said as he handed it to her.
Baccalaureate Sunday came and
Betty wore her old silk dress, but
her heart sang above all thought of
clothes.
Class day came, and Betty wore
the white linen she had worn on
Senior day. Graduation night came
and Betty, all shimmering white
loveliness, stood on the platform to
receive her diploma.
Her eyes sought out her family,
where they sat in tense silence,
their eyes fastened on her. There
was mother, dressed becomingly in
blue silk; Susie, proudly arrayed
in the adored rose frock; father, his
eyes alight, not only with love, but
with admiration and understanding
as well. Betty felt that she had
truly graduated.
Three Little Words
VTEXT time you or yours want
“something nice to wear,” re
member me and my three little
words: Sew-Your-Own! Yes, Mi
lady, sew-your-own because it
pays big dividends. It’s good for
you! Instead of worrying about
clothes you can’t have, you’ll be
humming about all the pretty
things you can have—and all be
cause you sew, sew, Sew-Your
Own! Won’t you join us today or
very soon?
White House or Cottage.
Even if your home were the
White House, Milady, you would
need a little frock like today’s
1413 to see you through your
housekeeping chores. It has that
style usually reserved for expen
sive frocks and its simplicity will
fascinate you. A young collar tops
its shirtwaist styling, while the
trim short sleeves and shirred
yoke are features to be appreci
ated every time you put it on. It
will make you smart in crisp new
gingham, and it’s more than chic
in silk crepe. Try it both ways—
you’ll like them!
So Simple, So Sweet.
Little Miss Two-to-Eight will use
her very nicest three-syllable
words to exclaim over this frock
(above center) designed espe
cially for her by Sew-Your-Own!
It is one of those so-simple, so
sweet little affairs that every
mother and every daughter has a
weakness for. The new prints or
criss-cross gingham will look
more than appealing on your little
“forty pounds of charm,” espe
cially if the trimming is of gay red
ribbon to match the bows in her
hair.
That Poured-in Look.
“Something nice to wear,” in
the full sense of the phrase, is the
brand new frock at the right.
Your teas and bridge will be dates
to look forward to with this smart
model in black satin or velvet,
awaiting your call. Fashion says:
“that poured-in look,” and Sew
Your-Own said “when” just in the
nick to make this your most fig
ure-flattering frock. It is equally
effective for the sub-deb and
young executive. It belongs in ev
ery well-groomed lady’s ward
robe. Why not in yours?
The Patterns.
Pattern 1413 is designed for
sizes 34 to 50. Size 36 requires 4%
yards of 35 or 39-inch material.
Pattern 1852 is designed for
sizes 2, 4, 6, and 8 years. Size 4
requires 2ys yards of 39-inch ma
terial plus 6 yards of ribbon for
trimming, and 1 yard for belt.
Pattern 1383 is designed for
sizes 14 to 20. Size 16 requires 2%
yards of 54-inch material.
Send your order to The Sewing
Circle Pattern Dept., Room 1020,
211 W. Wacker Dr., Chicago, 111.
Price of patterns, 15 cents (in
coins) each.
© Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
A man we knew had rounded
out more than ninety years when
a little bit of a windfall came to
him. The first thing he did after
counting the money was to say,
“Now I’ll set out another or
chard!” He did not flinch in th*
face of his years. He was ready
to start right in where he started
50 years before. Time ought never
to down any of our folks. Let’*
not be downed by the old scamp.—
Trotty Veck Messenger.
DO YOU LACK PEP?
CnieMing
Norfolk, Nebr. — Mrs.
Dora Gruessing, 200 N. 2nd
St., says: “My son, Clar
ence, was weak. He didn’t
have to tree Dr. Pierce’s
Golden Medical Discovery
long before his appetite was
better and he gained in
every way." Buy it in liquid
or tablets at your drug store
today. See how much more
vigorous and “peppy" you
feel after using Dr. Pierce’s
Golden Medical Discovery.
BE
DECENT!
Don’t cough in public places! Take a Smith Brothers Cough Drop
for soothing, pleasant relief (Two kinds:—Black or Menthol—5^.)
Smith Bros. Cough Drops are the only drops containing VITAMIN A
This is the vitamin that raises the resistance of the mucous
membranes of the nose and throat to cold and cough infections.
Aiding the Weak
Laws were made that the
stronger might not in all things
have his way.—Ovid.
Strangers
Much tongue and much judg
ment seldom go together.—
l’Estrange.
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