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1 Fads Snag Work of Ministers in Uplift, Claimed Omaha Pastor, at Lutheran Meeting, Says Morals of Youth Hinder Program of Clergy. \ ». i ■■ Special Dispatch to The Omaha Bee. Columbus, Neb., Aug. 21.—That the predominance of social fads among young people Is counteracting the work of clergymen was the declara tion made by the Rev. E. T. Otto of Omaha last night during the reading of a paper on the Walther league and the young people's work at the •’losing meeting of the conference of 'he north Nebraska and Wyoming German Lutheran Missouri synod pastors, which completed a four-day meeting In Emmanuel Lutheran church. A plea was made that members of churches aid pastors to keep the youth of the church interested In the work and away from the social en vironments of the world. Rev. W. Bruggemann, Tekamah. Neb., pointed out the benefits that could be derived from educational courses and courses offered by the Walther league along the lines of foreign and home missions. Under this arrangement the negro pastor, the Rev. Marmaddke Carter, Is now touring Nebraska In the Interest of the Lutheran mlseioni of the Mls - sourl synod among the negroes of the south. The next place of meeting has not been decided. Kidnaped Child Is Still Missing New York, Aug. *1.—An empty baby carriage stood ail dfty Monday at the spot in west Eighteenth street where 3-monthsotd I-lillan McKenzie was kidnaped Saturday. It was placed there by Peter McKenzie In hope that the kidnaper would relent and return to It its precious burden Monday night, McKenzie trudied it slowly home, still empty, to his wife who had kept up her courage through the day by washing baby Lillian's clothes and telling herself over nnd over that Lillian soon would be hack to wear them. She recalled hopefully that an uncle kidnaped from almost the same spot years ago had been safely returned. But Lillian still Is missing and the hundred detectives who devoted the entire day to a feverish search for her, have begun to fear she Is dead Try for Kiss Nets 30-Day Jail Term Roy Quick, 4913 South Twenty seventh street, was arraigned before Pollf-e Judge Wapplch in South Omaha court this morning, charged with committing assault and battery on Miss Ollle Red 1, 6G13 Railroad ave nue. Her father, George Redd, testi fed that Quick lived up to his name hy attempting to kiss his daughter on his first visit to her home. Quick sja sentenced to 30 days in Jail. Burgess Bedtime Stories' By THORNTON W. BURGESS. The Boasting of Robber the Rat. The boaeter elvee himself away. Because his tonque lie cannot stay. —Old Mother Nature. Robber the Rat la a coward. Like moat coward* he is a boaster. You will almost always find that cowards i H.Caet “This place,” said he, "to merely where I sleep” are boasters. You know Robber Is outcast. None of the Uttle people or the Green Forest and the Green Meadows will have anythin* to do with him. He pretends not to care, but be does care. So. when he dis covered that the young Chuck under Are You One of Them? Many people put their winter clothe* away in a soiled con dition, and in such cases it is a 2 to 1 bet the moths are working on them right now. Take Our Advice Send them to us now and have them dry clc ncd. We’ll do any repairing needed and have them ready for the first cold snap. Give us plenty of time — your clothes are as safe here as at home, for we are insured against loss by theft or fire. The Pantorium “Good Cleaners and Dyers’* 1515 Jones 5t. AT 4383 S. Side, 24th and L. MA 1283 Guy Liggett, Preeidant ( 1 -- EDDIE’S FRIENDS The Fellow Who Picks Up the Wrong Cards. f wfcTCtt IaJ'AAT | WOU'B,E tiOiM’ f LLM4T DO VOu I'M DMUVI’ POR? J /■MU MEALTU • LET J UTkIoS'E C/Rt3E / ^—j ^LOWE 4— I. ^ / — ■" * WELL. MOUJ 6A\) Y |X tell u»4\l4ARE. ]/ 'v'lME., tJE TJROlJS. H T4E.M ALL OO&R XHE -7 "TA^lTI «•*' 'UURI6HT.' /TTMROvaJ ’ E M DOujM MERE ''/ r 05VTT I realm clear I ACPO*=>S 5TIe r /TABLE J ■■ ■ *■- ■» 6-0 /SMEdD, idiot, Take’em all, picif OUT A GOOD MAMD ) AM’ 6I\jE me TTlE ( -■) T\BST r-—-> 'TiJOSE 6rlA/S 6ET ALO^JO ( t-lKE rOE. AM* MV vajvpe'S r_ J C-AP PQ6. J ©t923 av itm. Featu*k Scmncm. twc. V 8-32 Farmer Brown’s barn was Inclined to be friendly. Robber began to boast. He wanted to make himself as won derful as possible In the eyes of that young Chuck. "I take it." said he. "that,you have not been out long In the Great World. It Is a very wonderful place. Bui one must be able to take care of one's self. It is no place for one who is afraid." "Then.” said the young Chuck, "I suppose you are not afraid.” "Not In the least,” replied Robber. This was an untruth, for as I told you before. Robber is a coward. "I've been all over the Great World," he continued. “I have seen so much that It is a relief to settle down here. I don't suppose there is any one who 1 as seen more of the Groat World than I have. I have been a great traveler In my day. Yes. sir. I have been a great traveler In my day." “Then I shouldn’t think you would be satisfied to settle down In a p’ace 1'ke this,” said the young Chuck. "But perhaps you don't live here all the time. It seems to me rather a dirty place. I surpose you go outside to take a sun bath.” Now. Robber the Rat does not take sun baths. He hates the sunlight. His deeds are deeds of darkness, and be com»s out In the light of day only when he must, or when there Is something to be gained by it. But Robber knew that the young Chuck didn't know theRe th'ngs. He didn't know that Robber had lost his self-respect. So Robber kept on with his boasting. It was a great pleasure to himself to have some one who would listen to him. "This place,” said he, “is merely where I sleep. From It I go forth whenever I please to get the things 1 want. It Is an ensy matter to get a living here. Up above there are great bins of grain strred especially for me by Farmer Brown and his boy.” Of course this wasn't true, but Robber knew that the young Chuck knew nothing about the inside of Farmer Brown's barn. Tt pleased him to pretend that all that com and "grain was his own. "Yes, sir," he continued. "In a great room over our heads are piles of corn and grain that would feed all the Chucks In the world, and all this is mine. Those big birds that frightened you so are kept to lay eggs for me. Whenever I feel like having a fresh egg. I go help myself. In the season I have a young chicken whenever I feel like it.” "What Is a chicken?” Interrupted the young Chuck. Robber explained that a chicken Is a baby hen, and that those big birds he had seen were hens. Then he con tinued with his boasting of the won derful life he led until the foolish young Chuck actually became envi ous. (Copyright, 1928.) The next story: "The Young Chuck Begins to Have Doubts." AT. 9146 1112 N. 13th St. AT. 9146 We Are Back Again With that GOOD old HIGH Grade SMOKELESS and SOOTLESS Colorado Lump Coal At a Special AUGUST PRICE (■ Screened .and ■ W Delivered Considering Quality—This is the LOWEST PRICED Fuel OFFERED in OMAHA I Briar Hill A Very High Grade Illinois—A!l Sises $9.50 Per Ton—Delivered Hera is a saving of $2.00 per ton. Wizard Semi No Smoko—No Soot Very Little A*h Lump < $13.50 Per Ton—Delivered r Very Hot and Lading THREE OF A KIND—The beat their fielda produce. Priced for Early Delivery A Word to the Wiae la Sufficient- BUY NOW It Will Save You Money and Worry Call Ua While We Are Able to Protect You at Theae Pricea Rough-Hewn Dcrothy Canfield | (Continued from Yenteriiajr.l SYNOPSIS. Neal© Crittenden. typical American young man. uu* grown up in Inloincwn, a v.tiage near New *or»t e ty. has been kradu..ted fr. m Columbia university uml has UMeu n p..sit.on w.ln a lumber firm. At college he leil in love with Ma.uia \i’entw< rtb. who dei imed his pron< sal to wed. >lanha Is spending a year In iicr nutny with her father. Neale accepts Ills disc, ppclm men t philosophically uml oenus to’s eitorts toward success in ba*i ncss. In Frat.ee. Maris© Alien, about Neale's age. lives with her Ame»*cuU .ather who is foreign agent for an Auier l(iin f rm, Mie is un accomplished lin du st and pianist. Murine uml her father ..sit 1 ans. where Muri-e meets an Aiiier .can girl. Eugenia Mi lie, from Arkun as. i hev go tr-cether to 51. \ trade ver. Eu geiaa's instiuc.or In F.encli. A rather si unity scene takes place when Eugenia expresses dissatisfaction with the instruc iii she Is rece.ving. and M. Vand'ver His her he will find another Instructor f r her. 51ar.se’© piano teacher. Mine, dr la Cueva urges her to spend a year liidving in Koine with an old music mas ter. Neale Is In Italy on u bus.ness uml pleusure trip and plan* to sail for Amer ica soon. In a k&oniun rtof garden he meet* Marine and is struck by her beauty and gruce of manner. They learn that i.s children in America they had known ninny of tIt*• same scenes in the c untrv ne »r tnk.ntown. Nettle fells .Marine tint re i •tpr's *'» Vr •• »or f 1 r ■ •* 1 ' /' return to America. Neale end his friend, Livingstone, are Invited to tea by an Ital ian family named Antonia. Livingstone fell back In his chair, dramatically. "The long struggle'' is overe, Crittenden. Our fortunes are made!" he cried with his usual face tiousness. but by the expression on his face he was really moved and dazzled. "Kindly convey to „Donna Antonia Pierleoni the assurance of our condescending regards and say that if we can spare the time from the press of other more important duties . . ." Neale said plainly and bluntly. "I'm afraid I'd better excuse myself. I have a previous engagement." The other two turned on him with faces of astonshment. "You’re not going?” cried Livingstone, appalled. "Why should I break an engage ment?" said N'eale, "Why should you?" Livingstone gaped at him. “Only the trifling, in s.gniflcant reason that Donna Antonia is one of the greatest grandes dames in Rome, and Abrogl one of the com ing men in the government." "Has that anything to do with me?” N'eaie asked with the sincerest inca pacity to imagine any reason why it should. He was stricken with antic ipatory boredom at the idea of hav ing to make talk again with that disagreeable old woman. Livingstone wondered if Crittenden had really understood from whom the invitation came. "Don't you remem ber meeting her? The one with the wonderfully high-bred type?" "Oh, I remember her all right, the old lady with the predatory sharp ness of beak and claw that's called aristocratic,” said N'eale, trying to get a rise out of Livingstone. That was usually enough, but he wag now too genuinely concerned to defend his standards. "Now, Crittenden,” he said, laying down his napkin and ” OMAHA’S FUN CENT!A" JB/nMixFTJj NOW THE ' fun begins Util (nnncutlM *«•»« •• CoIhmW* Bnrl.it STARTS SAT.I..ATINEL OflMiM “Sliding’Vjlly Watson BOX OFFICE OPENS THORS. 10 A. M. { —S«a«on H«Mrv«tloiis tolle(t«4— speaking from his heart, '“to seem not to wish to continue the acquaintance of a lady who makes a civil advance —It s.mply Isn't done!'1 "Oh, go on!" said Neale, laughing at the idea. "Much she'd care what an impecunious American in a pen s.on does or doesn't do!" Livingstone had recovered himself enough to reflect that Neale s refusal would not at all hinder his own ac ceptance—in fact, on the contrary— "Well, well, no matter." he said with a change of manner, “perhaps you're right. Without a knowledge of the language, conversation In a small group is rather—5 o'clock, did you -ay, Miss Allen?" "Yes, 6," she answered. She went on, with a manner suddenly gay, ‘T’er ceive the difference in humate fate. At 5 you will be taking tea with per sonages, nr.d I shall be scurrying to take a belated m sic lesson." “Why at tjiat hour?" inquired Liv ingstone. "I’ve put It off to help Eugenia get settled here. For she's coming over, hag and baggage, Josephine and Mile. Toilet, to live with us for a while. Isn't that Jolly?” Livingstone was visibly affected. He flushed a little, and cleared his throat before he asked with a careful reas sumption of his usual airy manner, “Might 1 perhaps, If It is not indis creet to ask, he permitted to breathe : out upon the air a request to be in formed what possible reason any one can have for leaving the golden hath tubs (if I may so express myself) of the Grand hotel, and sojourning at the respectable but hardly luxurious I’enslone Oldham?” “That's what I asked her last night when she told me. But Jt seems she's Just tired of gilded bathtubs (If I mav borrow the expression) and wants a change.” “1 rn.ght ssv wbheut ex-''"•oration that she would be reasonably sure i getting It,” sut~..stfU lav.ngstune, looking around him. Neale could think of nothing to add to the conversation. You never could get a word in edgeways when Livingstone was in the room, anyhow. -J 1 * D — ” --f -- Hit mind was full of something else, i too. "A mdslc lesson at 5." The nafne Visconti was as apt to be In the directory as Pierleonl had been. At 5 he saw her go Into the little gate In the wall from which during the next hour he did not take his eyes. He stood In the doorway of an apartment house across the street, and when the portiere came out re sponsibly to ask whom he wished to see, Neale told him in English, seri ously with a long breath, "The girl I've lost my head over." As he accom panied this unintelligible Information with a large tip, as his clothes were respectable, as he was evidently a foreigner, and had moreover a rather strange spark of excitement In his eyes, the portiere pocketed the tip, looked w*th respect at Neale's power ful proportions, and went discreetlj back to his own affairs. When she came out at 6 Neale was struck speechless. He had spent the entire hour thinking how she looked, remembering every detail of her beauty. And yet it was as though he saw for the rirst time that noble carriage of her head and shoulders, that heart-taking curve of her long, fine hrows, the smooth pale oval of her face, the touching wistfulneas, the seeking look in her dark eyes. That was before she saw him. When he came up to her she broke at onca Into a laugh, her face sparkling and merry, a delicate malice In the mobile lines of her red lips. Oh, Mr. Crittenden. I ve been want !ng to see you! To share a Joke with you! Such a joke! That Invitation to tea. you know. You see, you were really the one Signor Abrogi wants to see, you were the only one Donna Antonia spoke of. But I knew It would hurt Mr. Livingstone so, If lie were left out. I made her under stand that. So she said, ‘Oh, well. If you Insist, he can come, too.’ It's rather—don't you *hlnk Is?—rather a Joke?" She began to laugh again. “Don't you see it, the scene when he walks In alone—the good Living stone In his best clothes, so happy and bo Important, with his host brand of European conversation in the show window—a comparison most likely of Caravaglo's theory of treating wall spaces with Corregio'i. And what Amhrogt wants to discuss Is Amer Icar railroad terminal facilities! Am hrogi is a man of the people. He's made his own way up from the bot tom. He has probably never heard of Corrrgto In his life. And doesn't see why he should,” she finished with a peal of laughter. Neale laughed, but he did not find it as comic as she. "I'd no Idea of ah that," he said uncomfortably. "Per haps I ought to have gone, it rather looks like pulling poor old Living stone In a hole." "Oh. no; oh, no,” she reassured him. "They 11 he good to him. They may look at each other once or twice. But nothing more. He'll never know. He doesn't. Mr. Livingstone—often he doesn't know." “Not much, that’s a fact,” agreed N’eale, reflecting that he did not seem to either. She asked him suddenly, “But real ly, why didn't you accept?" “Do you want to know.'” he asked warning y. “Yee, I really wonder." “Simplest reason in the world. I didn't like Donna Antonia Pierleoni very well. Pho seemed to me like a bad-tempered, stupid old lady, mightily full of her own Importance. Why under ^he sun should I go and have tea with such a person?" “Eh blen ...!’' she breathed out a long, soft ejaculation of surprise, looking at him very queerly. “You're thinking I'm very rude to say such a thing about a fr.end of yours,'' he said, hanging his head. "I'm thinking no such thing at all," she contradicted him. “I don't believe you could imagine what I'm think ing." "You never said a truer thing," N’eale admitted ruefully. "Well, I'll tell you," she said, "though It couldn't he Interesting to anybody hut me. I was thinking that I had never heard anybody before who siKike the truth right out about somebody who had wealth and posi tion." “You mustn't blame me for It!" N’eale ex used himself, ' Em a regular outsider on all that sort of thing— you remember the Sioux Indian In the ISth rentiyy who was taken to see the court at Versailles? How he strolled around In hla blanket and co 'V'n't make out what all the bowing and scraping was about? Well, he and I are about on a level of blank ignorance of social distinctions." "But you don't wish to know,” the girl divined, “you don’t care if you are an outsider. Why, I believe,” she said with a little burst of aston ishment, "1 believe you'd rather be an outsider.” He looked apologetic. "That’s part of my dumbness, don't you see? I Just can't conceive why anybody should bother his head about it. I tell you,” he hit on the right phrase of explana tion; “I Just don't know any bet ter.” “Would you learn?” she pressed him more closely. "Not If I could run faster than the person who was trying to leach me!” he confessed helplessly. The girl broke into another laugh There never was anybody who laughed like that, with h^r lips, and her gleaming, dancing eyes, and her eye hrow.r—even her hands had a droll little gesture of delightedly giving him up. What in the world had ever made him imagine that her expression was pensive or her eyes wistful? “Do you mind?" he asked, rather uncertain what she was laughing at, and hoping it was not at him. "Oh. I like it!” she told him, heart ily. "But It's tho very first time I ever ran into It. It makes me laugh. It’s so unexpected." ♦'Well, it has Its disadvantages.” he broke in, seeing an opening to say something that had been on his con science for two days. "It makes you do all sorts of unusual and unconven tional things without meaning to at all. Like my talking to you yester day morning, for instance, in the cor ridor of the pension, when I hadn’t been introduced to you." She stopped laughing, her face ail blank with surprise. "Why. that was not unconventional! People at the Tension never wait for Introductions. Any anyhow I’m not a Jeaune fllle du monde. I'm Just a music student. If you only knew how some peop'e try to take advantage of that. Why. what in the world made you think It "as not all right?” "Well, when you didn't say any thing afoot It at the breakfast table, when Miss Od’ham Introduced us, the way you looked as though you'd never' seen me before. I thought you—I thought I—well, why d'dn't you men tion we’d Just been talking?" "Oh—" She remembered the inci dent, "Why didn’t I? Why should I? You always hide what you don't have to tell, don’t you?" ICnstlnaef In The Morning Bee.) Adele Garrison “My Husband's Love” The Curious "l,ast Word” Katherine ! Gave Madge. "Well!" my motherlnlaw ex claimed when, with frequent excittd Interruptions and questions from her, I had fin shed my story of the hap penings across the road. "I can see where we have that family on our hands for a while. "I.'t me see,” she continued spec ulatively. "We have more potatoes and cabbages and other vegetables han we can possibly us? before apring, and It's no use trying to sell them out here. An! there's mire milk than the pigs nerd, and the hens are laying fire now. We cat send them milk and eggs and vege tables, and perhaps a flitch or two of thaf pork Jim put down last fall. Hut It will take some money, be sides. 1 hope you th tight of that when you offered to take the care of them on your shoulders.1' Midge Is Tactful. Her tone held the old capt'ous note, and I reahzed that like a spoiled child temporarily on Its beet behavior, my mother-in-law had been ''as good as she could be" for just about as long as she could stand It. That she was tired and exceed 1200 Per Year ant) Self Help HIGH1AND CCLLEGf Located in N. E~ Kanaaa Pr^-engrin^ennir. Pre-law and Pre-mediemi Fully accred ted. Expense* low. counei. Two years’ university work Address J. L. Howe, High and, Kanaaa To the Patrons of the Strand: It is with pleasure that the STRAND THEATER announces the coming of the colossal super-production “HOLLYWOOD,” starting next Sun day, August 26th. “HOLLYWOOD” is rot an imitation. It is the original motion picture story of Hollywood. The idea of making a picture showing the big stars and celebrities of the screen in their natural surroundings was announced by Paramount in November, 1922. On account of the big ness of the picture it was impossible to finish this production until 1923. Nearly a year was spent in making “HOLLYWOOD.” After Paramount’s preliminary announcement was made, other com panies began the production of pictures in imitation of the “HOLLY WOOD” idea. These other pictures were hastily produced and shown to the public before “HOLLYWOOD” could be completed. Naturally they were most disappointing. It is an undisputed fact that the STRAND theater shows the very high • est class motion picture productions shown in Omaha. On account of sustaining our enviable reputation the STRAND theater would not ex hibit these rank imitations but waited for the original and only “HOLLYWOOD” picture to be completed. “HOLLYWOOD” has a cast of 30 REAL stars and 50 screen celebrities. Not mere glimpses of these big stars, but they actually take part in this most interesting story. The STRAND has the honor of being the third city in the United States to present this great picture, and we can truthfully recommend it to our patrons as a particularly fascinating feature. I Starting Sunday VauileTill*—Pholoplijr A Great Six-Act Hill With FRANCIS RENAULT "SLAVE OF FASHION'' SATURDAY Gala Fall Opening 7—Star Acta—7 with Duncan's "Mile High’* Orth atra ai d Gautier’a Toy Shop WHEN IN NEED OK IIKEK THY TIIE WANT AD» I N O W Not One Adverse Criticism “MAIN STREET” •Sinclair Lewi*' Great Novel With sn A1' Star Cast Including Monte Blue—Florence Vidor Noah Berry—loulse Fatenda NEIGHBORHOOD THEATERS GRAND - IHth and Blnn*v SHIRLEY MASON In "PAWN TICKET *10" NEW SHOW TODAY UlMvJ -Si HERBERT RAWLINSON in a conflict of a woman’s love and a man’s hata. “Railroaded” SATURDAY 1 D W GRIFFITHS “Way Down East” tngly nervous with the strain of preparing for the Impending arrival of her daughter and her distin guished son-in-law, I also knew, and hastened to proffer the scriptural "soft answer.'* “I don't expect to give them but a very little for their immediate ne cessities," I said placatingiy. "To morrow, If the father has not been released on bond, which appears en tirely probable, I shall report their case to the Kcd Cross local, which will Investigate, and If relief is nec essary, will see that town funds pro vide for them. But I am sure the eggs and the milk will be welcome, anyway, with so many little chll dren.” “I'm glad you had that much sense, anyway," ehe answered In a more mollified tone, Ignoring the lat ter part of my little speech. “But I wish I'd gone over myself. How ever, I suppose you did the best you knew how. Do you want anything more of me ton'ght?” . "Why, no, thank you, mother!” I answered hastily, fervently hoping that she would not detect the smile which 1 was heriocally pressing back from my lips. "Then I'll go to bed," she an nounced, rising. "I'm tired to d~ath You two would better go to bed, also. Instead of chattering here half the night, as you're planning to do. We’ve all got a hard day Ip front of us tomorrow.” "You wrong us. Madam Graham." Katherine said lightly. "If Madge attempts to talk longer than 5 minutes. I shall stalk out and leave her spouting to the e^np’y air." “That’s No Empty Threat.” “Humph! I know both of you as well as If I'd ointed and put you to gether,” my mother-in-law respond ed. “You can't fool me! But I warn you, I shall call you both at 6, no matter what time you go to bed." "And that's no empty threat,” Katherine groaned when my mother in law finally had taken her depar ture and I had closed the door be hind her. “She means exactly what she says. Six o'clock! t’gh. Thats my daily diet. I thought I'd 1-e often It for a day or two.” “And so you sha 1!" 1 said, Indlg nantiy. “You are under no obliga tion to rise at that hour Just be cause she wishes you to." "Noo?" She drawled. "Do you Imagine for one fraction of a second that with tba lady In her present frame of mind toward mo, I shall do anything to odd to her fancied griev ance? Nay, nay, little one. I never yet have.stirred up the circus ani mals at feeding time, and I don’t intend to begin now. After all, 1 don't need the extra sleep. I'll have my regular eight hours If 1 don't tarry here too long, and more than that is only an enervating luxury." "I'm glad you have a nice, philo sophical name for It." I retorted. ‘‘But it's a shame to get you up, nevertheless. However, I suppose there's nothing else to be done, so I fancy we'd better postpone ouf talk.” "Not on my account,1' Katherine declared stoutly, but I knew that her fatigue was greater than she would admit, and I was inexorable is bundling her off to her own room, waiting only to reiterate my fears for Junior and to ask her opinion concerning him. "There's no use In worrying,” she said noncommittally. “What can either of us do now? But—leave your door open tonight. I'm going to. Good night." She went down the hall to her own room, while 1 battled with the impulse to take her by the shou'drrs and shake the meaning of her injunc tion from her. That she deemed It necessary for me to be within hear ing of any noise In my mother-ln law's room, was c'early patent, for Kath erine la not the woman to alarm any one unnecessarily. But why? I lay awake for a long time, wor rying over the warning she had given me. That she meant me to sleep light, I was sure, and when I finally did doze It was with the subconsciousness which a nurse em ploys beside a sick bed. Thus it was that In the middle of the night a hearse, strangled, ter rifying sound from my mother-la law's room brought me to my feet in a panic stricken instant. ' PAUL J. WURN 'I Succeed>f the Let* I B. F. WURN § OPTOMETRIST j ^ 675-677 Brardeie The*. B'df. ^ z—zz—m We Tcld Ycu They Were Wonderful —AND THEY PROVED IT— You’ve Never Heard Anything Like Thera WARENG’S PENNSYLVANIANS Offering a COMPLETE CHANGE OF PROGRAM Real moments mirrored by the director who brought “Humoresque” to the screen. Here three people move through scenes of golden childhood to the hardships and tests of later years. Lloyd Hughes and Pauline Garon In . - -** mm "Greater love hath no man than this: that he should give up the woman he loved for a friend.” That is the theme of this story. AL. ST. JOHN in “The Author” ENLARGED ORCHESTRA RIALTO ORGAN H. Bradfr, Director Widenor at the Consul STARTING SUNDAY A Masterpiece Remade BEACH’S “The Spoilers” i -r«. , I t \ Si 1 h* Cnuiiti i nulupi.p, I l The ilory of • man who came hark I ALSO SHOWING CHALLIE CHAFLIH In “Caught in a Calaret" Not a new one. Hut twice as funny