1 Fads Snag Work
of Ministers in
Uplift, Claimed
Omaha Pastor, at Lutheran
Meeting, Says Morals of
Youth Hinder Program
of Clergy.
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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
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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."
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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
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“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.
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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
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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
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Offering a
COMPLETE CHANGE OF PROGRAM
Real moments mirrored by the director
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Here three people move through scenes of
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Lloyd Hughes and Pauline Garon In
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"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
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BEACH’S “The Spoilers”
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