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THE BEE: OMAHA. FRIDAY. DECEMBER 10, 1920. 13 THE DARK HORSE. By LILY WANDEL. The party was in full swiiir in the upstairs parlor of the "Dark Horse." a country road house where even in prohibition davs a ay time could be had, but WaUy, rhe fian cee of the host, Bob Greenwood, had slipped out unnoticed for a moment's fresh air. She climbed into the front seat of Bob's car and leaned back meaning only to stay a few minutes. Somehow she wished that Bob were at her side instead of with the laugh ing crowd inside. Oh, not bad any . of them, his friends and hers, gal loping after a continuous Rood time, like Bob and herself. It was all going to be very different after they were married, she promised -herself that, and she wished she was quite sure Bob felt the same. Tomorrow they -were to be married and this was a sort of farewell party to frivolous times. She had wanted this evening all to themselves, to talk over many things, but Bob had In sisted on having the crowd along for a big time. There was so much she wanted to tell him alone, that she did not want to go back to the stage it did not fit in with the new life she wanted to lead. The soft petals of darkness seem to kiss and comfort her and she decided not to return to the party. Presently Bob would miss her and find her out here. Then in the great stillness of the country night they would have their talk. She would tell him of her secret plans the little suburban home the babies and pverythin. Hopefully she looked at the "Dark Horse" and as she i. .1 l... waiica ncr inougius ran uau iu her girlhood days. The placid life with her grave, old-fashioned par ents, her domineering brother and her darling gentle sister. An unac countable longing seized her for all those quiet things for the routine of that life which then fiad seemed so unbearably monotonous. She thought of the sweet, clean atmos phere of their home she wanted 'her home and Bob's to be like that. She wanted her children to grow up in such a home as 6he remem bered. Back came the details of liar parents' death, the selling of the old place, the dividing of the inheritance and then her daring to voice a long suppressed desire to try for the stage. 'The wHole ugly scene with her .brother came tum bling back, his harsh words and theii the pleadings of her soft-voiced sis ter. The secret packing of her bag and the flight!,' , Now and then as the night grew -older the end of a high laugh pierced the tightly closed shutters of the "Dark Horse" and reached Wall? ears. She would look away with half-frightened, disgusted eyes. - Thel party it seemed so coarse com pared with the clean loveliness of the night. She no longer wished for Bob's presence, instead longing filled her to get away. The chill dampness of early hours came with I clammy penetration and the cold fii.. 4n-intiiif1 itMtVi a brent Innpcnm. iess, made Wally crave a refugee . ... .. . , . , i. . , ft. UUnUIOM UKlll UlUUKUl "tl IU a quick erect posture. 'A long-lined roadster slid slowy toward ncr. sne saw the indistinct outlines of a man at the wheel and watched him crunch on his brake and bring his wrist watch under, a tiny bulb of light. WaUy saw him about to release his brake and slip' away into the darkness, and like a flash, shot a white arm across the door of his car. "Arc you going past Paxonia sta tion?" ' He gave her a quick searching glance and thpn as , though well pleased with her young beautiful face simply opened the door and mo tioned to the seat beside him. The thing was done. The "Dark Horse" almost instantly, lost to view as the swept into the main road. "You are Wally Eames of the Revue, aren't you?" the man was asking. "Oh, you have seen my picture in the bunuay editions, sue iaugnea back, "but my real name is Mary Delbar.- Oh, please don't miss the station," she added anxiously as he increased the speed. She looked sjde-wa; s at her driv en lor a seconu to reassure nersen. His was a different face than Bob's.i The clear eye and tanned skm- did ii ot speak of gay parties. But there was something in the very deter mined cut of his chin and lips that struck fear in-Wally's heart. ' Stop, stop! As the faint lights of Paxonia depot came to view and as auicklv faded out. But he shook off e aetatmnK nneers ana presseu nis . . ' f i lOt on tne accelerator. fell limply back in her seat and ut terly exhausted from a series of fes tivities and lack of sleep she could not muster, a singl idea of resist ance. 1 - ' . ' y -The man kept his keen eyes on WHY? Do We Get "Ou of Breath" Frm Exertion? (Copyright. 1920, by The Wheeler Syndicate, Inc.) The act of running, or any Other exertion which the body is not ordinarily called upon to per form, starts a circle of actions which are involuntary but neces sary. The heart pumps more blood into the arteries in order to supply the necessary power to the different parts of the body. The arteries send more blood back into the heart, and this must be purified ,by the lungs before being reused. To effect the purification of this abnormal amount of blood, the lungs need more air. Thus we have to breathe faster, and unless we are in the best of training unless the body is capable of supplying the needs of the lungs as fast as this need becomes apparent we soon get "out of wind." a condi tion 'which is nothing more nor less than a call from Ihe inter ior of the body for more air than we can supply. If -the attempt to meet this de mand is continued for a suffi cient length of time, however, we get a "second wind." ' Iti other words, the body adjusts itself to the available supply, and makes th best possible i-s: of it. THE GUMPS A MVSHTS ET cjeR. vsce sue 53T.wkt IV More Truth By JAMES J. COLLECTIVE Fifty Pari playwrights, hitherto unsuccessful, are now collaborating on a single ply. The playwrights we have over here, " . . . .. When managers hoot at their plays,. Go into some other career t Or starve to the end of their days. 4 For what can a, dramatist do but despair ' , . x t And be numbered among the forgotten, , When a heavy jowled gent in a manager's chair ' "5 Declares that his drama is rotten? -, - , , - ; But over in joyous Paree ! ' ' ' , .' , They work in a different way; . ' . j No matter how awful may be , . ' ; ' . The average dramatist's play, , ' v - 7, No matter how often it's handed the raiz, . ; For dialogue, plot and construction, " I . Or listed as lacking in ginger and jazz,, .- ' v i They manage t get a production. ; , ; " "v - The playwrights unite in a mob, As many as fifty engage . , ' .' At a time on the intricate job . . -! : , . y f . ; Of writing a play on the stage. ' v i C ? And then on the manager all of them call , ;f j - V And threaten to put on a riot y " ' ' ,And all of the managers hurriedly fall " i f For the play they have written and bry it. . " ... -i v. ' Their tragedies may lack the punch, t; Their comedies may .hot be funny, .1 ' , . . "' But what cares the dramatist bunch ' ' As lone as they bring in the money. . I N - They sit back and smile as the royalty mounts To a figure' that's fine and exciting, For they've learned that "with plays it's the selling that counts, 4 As much if not more than the writing. , V - ' NEUTRALIZATION 1 ' Ten thousand Russians are going to Mexico. Now if ten thousand Mexicans would go to Russia there might be a little hope of world peace, , REAL ROUGH STUFF -'-1 t Hereafter movie scenario writers who want to get zip into the films will abandon the wild west and lay their scenes on Fifth avenue,', New York City. 1 " : DISMAL PROSPECT- J If hereafter nobody is allowed to work on Sunday, what are the poor preachers going to do for a livelihood?.,, ' (Copyright, 1920, By The Bell Syndicate, Inc.) the road and never slackened his speed until they turned into what seemed to be a private road. It struck a new terror in. Wally's faint heart. He stopped the car. jumped quickly to the ground and opened thexdoor for her to alight. She felt the firm cool pressure, of his fingers on her arras and frightened, ex hausted, made a poor attempt to step down and crumpled like 3 wilted flower. Unceremoniously he slipped his armsunder her knees and shoulders and vbore her to the house. Her cheex dropped against the rough tweed oi his coat and the faint masculine mix ture of eau de cologne and cigarets filled her nostrils. She was beyond resisting, she- could have fallen asleep in his arms. ' Suddenly she was disappointingly aware of being deposited upon a sofa and a cool drink held to her lips. She opened her eyes, ctnsciouS ofa keen desire to see her kidnaper in., a good light, but ja woman's1 dfess blocked, the view. Wally raised hp-, eyes and swiftly she was on- her feet with a little cry of tender joy.' -i "Mary!" the woman's voice was repeating again and again,, holding the girl close to her breast. They were quite alone in the room; .the kidnaper had disappeared. Wally cuddled up on her sister's lap, her head on the other's shoulder. "But I simply can't understand it, Beulah,". she whispered huskily. "It's -ery" simple," explained the sister, "I read of your engagement in the Sunday papers, oh, you could do everything, little wild sister, but not ruin your life and marry that no torious Greenwood. I Spoke it over with my husband, dear, but we could not ree a way to stop it and we did not know your address. Then in sailed Wheeler, my husband's younger brother. He said he knew Greenwood's retreats and he would make an attempt to find you and persuade you to see me, at least, I sruess he had been to a half a dozen places when by accident he " "Oh, interrupted vvaiiy Dreatn Icssly, "then he isn't your husband?" "No, but, Mary, is it true that you are to be married tomorrow to that Greenwood man?" -? There was a piteous pleading in the low voice. Wally cuddled closer, winding her white, arms around lwr sister's satiny neck, and answered grayely,v"ruy engagement is broken and' if you'll have me, I'll stay" here with you." Divorce Court IMroree Peeiwi Ina. Lilly from Ellitk Lllh' cruoliy. - niTOrr Petlllori. Thtodosla Drake va. Benjamin Drake, cruelty. , Allen Sawyer vs. Lillian Sawyer, deser tion.. Gortmde Wenhtyighnff va.' OS'-ar Win nlnshoff, cruelty. 4,!one Tuffleld vs. Loin Tuftteld, cruelty. - SfcE "TWrOT .PNK CXMBllAC'ON THE i ... . i i i 'A ' a . v r S . v r T?.lll1 Than Poetry ;: MONTAGUE BARGAINING , By his Traffic Safety Committee When you aj driving an automo bile and crpssing an intersection at which there is a traffic officer, if you would avoid an accident, it is your duty to follow the signal that he gives you. The traffic officer is on the inter section for the sole purpose of pro tecting you and the public, How ever, don't depend entirely on the officer. Be cautious. Look up and down the street to see that the way is clear, even if the officer has giyen the clearance signal. ' You are in duty bound to signal to the traffic officer. If you intend to turn to the right, or the left, give the-, officer the signal, and this sig nal, so given, will convey to drivers behind you the direction that you intend to take. ' V- Don't attempt to back your car on a crowded street, or at a street intersection. If you do the chances are that you are going to have an accident, as the driver behind you lias rib way of protecting himself from your carelessness. , v I'M THE GUY I'm tne Guy who is always telling of his conquests among the fair sex. - . ' Why shouldn't I? I want every one to get the impression that I'm very poular with the ladies. And 1 am, too . I simply can't keep them away from me. Whenever I go out, every girl I see on the street tries to make me. But of ccArse I ignore them, I'm fussy, I am. J- All the girls I'm introduced to in vite me to call on them; in fact they insist. After I visit once'dr twice;'. I have hard work to free myself, of en tanglements, for they all chase me. I don't know what it is that .at tracts them. I can't exactly say I am handsome or well set-tip, but f"ve got to admit it; they all fall for me; Don't you tike to listen to me tell you about the way I knock 'em dead? Well, you don't have to. I'm not asking 'you to. How can I help it if the girls are always on my trail. I'm not conceited, and don't you say I am. You'd like to be popular; but you are not that's what makes you sore. ;C'oiyiitfht, 1P:0, Ttloni)uti Ffature SvrvlceA have YOU SEEN THE NEW COAT? KHOVW NNVfcfc bON& 5LEtPY-TIME TALCS THE TALE OF FATTY COON SCOTT BAILEY CHAPTER III. " Fatty Discovers Mrs. Turtle's Secret. After hi? adventure with the.gbs hawk Fatty Coon did- not go near the tree-tops for a long time. When ever he left home he would . crawl down the old poplar tree in which hhe lived; and he wouldn't climb a single tree until he came home again. Somehow, he felt safer on first she dug a hob in the sand 4he ground". You see he hadn't for- gotten me irignt ne naa( naa, nor how the goshawk's claws' had hurt his back. . . It was just three days after his scare, to be exact, when Fatty Coon found himself, on the bank of the creek which flowed slowly into Swift riyer. Fatty had been looking for frogs, but he had had no luck at all. To tell the truth, Fatty was a little too young to catch frogs easily,' even when he found one; and he was a good deal too fat, for he was ,so plump that he was not very spry. Now; Fatty was hiding' behind some tall rushes, and his sharp lit tle eyes were looking all about him, and his nose was twitching as he sniffed the air. He wished he might find a frcg. But not one frog ap peared. Fatty began to think that some other coon must have visited thercreek just before him and caught them all And then he, forgot all about frogs. Yes! Frogs passed completely out of Fatty Coon's mind. For whom should he soy but Mrs. Turtle I He saw her little black head first, bob bing along through tne water of the creek. She was swimming toward the bank where Fatty was hidden. And, pretty soon she pulled herself out of the water and waddled a short distance along the sand at the edge of the creek. Mrs. Turtle stopped then; and for a few minutes she was very busy about something. Rirst she dug a hole in the sand. ' Arid Fatty wond ered what she was looking for. But he kept very quiet. And after a time Mrs. Turtle splashed into the Creek again and paddled away. But before she left she scooped sand into the hole she had dug. Before she left the place she looked all around, as if to make sure that no one had seen her. And, as she waddled slow ly to the water Fatty could see that she was. smiling as if she was very Smoking Cabinets. Smoking Sets At Falling Barometer Prices at Bowen's. A large, ajid complete line of Smoking Cabinets, Smoking Sets and Smok ing Stands, that must be seen to be appreciated. If it is" that you are look ing for a Gift for HIM you should see this splen did line at the Greater Bowen Store. We have them in dif ferent woods and differ ent finishes, and forty five different styles-and designs to choose from. You surely would do yourself an injustice by not seeeing this well, dis played line befoe your purchase is made, " Reduced prices , that we have right now on these cabinet ara so low that , you would be sur prised to see what a few dollars will do in the pur chase of a real smoking stand, which he will ap preciate. , j And, as usual,, you' make your own terms. . Advertisement r v well pleased about something. She seemed to havfc a secret. ; ' ; r . Fatty Coon had grown very cur ious, as he watched Mrs. Turtle. And just as soon as she was out of sight he came out from his hid ing place in ahe tall reeds and trotted down to the edge' of the creek. He went straight to the spot where Mrs. Turtle had dug the. hole and filled it up jgain. AAd Fatty was so eager to know what she had been doing that he began to' dig in the very spot where' Mrs. Turtla had dug before him. : "; l - It took Fatty Coon only about six seconds : to ' discover Mrs Turtle's secret. vFor he did not have 'to' paw away , much, of the sand befor'he came upon whaj do you suppose? Eggsl Turtles' eggs! Twenty seven round, white eggs, which Mrs. Turtle had left there in the warm sand to hatch. That was why she looked all around to make sure that no one saw her. That was why she seemed so pleased. For Mrs. Turtle fully expected that after a time 27 little turtles would hatch from those f ggs just as chickens' do and dig their way out of the sand. ; y But it never happened that way at all. For as soon as he. got over his surprise at seeing them, Fatty Coon began at once to eat those 27 eggs. They were delicious. And as he fin ished the last one he couldn't help thinking how lty:ky he bad been. (Copyright, GroHset ft Dunlap.) j Parents Problems Is it wise to allow children to buy their school lunches at school, or is it better- to put up lunch for them at home? This dcpend entirely upon the type of lunch Served at the school, and (the type put up at home, and the relative wepense. Whichever is the better lunch is the wiser one if' it can be afforded. AMUSEMENTS. TONIGHT antd Sat. Matinee K. L. Erlanger Presantl the Diatingulshad Actor OlcotT III a Faacinating, Romantic . Comedy MACUSHLA Hear Olcott'a Songa Sunday, Monday Tuea. Wed. A Bruiiant Muaical Comedy CAY AV?ICAL SfJCM BtWTClJIAO New York and Chicago Company. There ia no Other. December 19, 20, 21, 22; Nights of Sunday, Monday, Tuetday, Wednesday. Wed nesday Matinee Only. No Other City in the State Will be Visited. SALE OPENS MONDAY, DEC. 13, RICHARD WALTON TULLY Presents THE CREAT AMERICAN ACTOR GUY BATES POST - IN "THE MASQUERADER" Original cast and production In tact, on transcontinental tour, in cluding the lnacsive double revolv ing stages, thematic music, two complete mechanical crews, triple electrical equipment, requires three cars to transport. - How to Order Tickets by Mail Send check or postoffice money order to manager of the theater for the amount, of ticket purchased, PLUS war tax of 10 per cent. En close a self-addressed stamped en velope to avoid error in name or ad dress. Mail orders filled in order -eceived. You thus avoid waiting in "ne at he ticket window. Prices.! $3, C- BO, $2, $1.30, $1 Xlly Matinee 2sl5 Every Night 8:15 NNETTE fe" KELLERMAN Mealy A Mont rose Chester, Morgan Co.; Story 4 Clark; Charles Henry's Pets; Cordon A Day; Topics of the Day; Kinograms. Mitlntts ISc to 50c; soma 75c and $1 Sat. and Sun. Nights ISc to $1.25. TWO I- FT U II SHOWS kllll llUtftf in ONE REVUE DE LUXE, Miniature Musi cal Comedyi MURRY K. HILL, Die. lect Comedian; CALLARINI SISTERS, Music Combined with ' Personality; PAUL LEVAN MILLER. "Treat 'Em Rough"; Photoplay Attraction, "Her Unwilling Husband," featuring Blanche Sweet. Fatty Arbuckla Com edy. Fox News. "OMAHA'S FUN CENTER" 5rfr'c'a Nites 25, 50, 75, $1 LAST TIMES TODAY, 2:15, 8:30 1Tf?JT Powder Puff Revue Tomorrow (Saturday) Matinee and Week Jack Sinjer't Show TSJW. T LADIES' DIME MATINEE WEEK DAYS Drawn for ALL ' UNN& ANt Dog Hill: Paragrafs By George Bingham The Tickville town marshal -has about made up his mind to, resign as there is 110 place to stay at nights since the livery stable went out of business. .. Salem Barlow, our eccentric banjo picker, looked up and spoke to a person, yesterday. Sidney Hocks says a lot of them PHOTOPLAYS. WHAT IS DT ? THAT COMES ONCE TO EVERY WOMAN Love, Marriage, the hun . ger of children ? or the sacrifice of unselfishness? You'll Know When You See - DOROTHY PHILLIPS in "ONCE TO EVERY WOMAN" The Mighty Drama of a Woman's Ambitions Now Playing at the j s Just Two Days More THE HUMAN APE TTARZAH U (HIMSELF) doming, In Person C sua REFRESHMENTS SERVED AT POPULAR PRICES Special Cabaret Features ADMISSION Open From 11:30 A. M. to 1 A. M. fill! DANCING fi The Bee by Sidney Smith. SEVTEP - 6CTSDK VWAPS OFF- I CAH HER SAY- OW, VIT? 0 AMt THEN THE "FAHvCiH WoW "ST ACTS SHCLL VNEMS.TH OVT OF TVfCT COK MAKES NOHW JCALOOS HVJSWAN&S yKX told him times would be better after the election, but that he lacks about $3 now of having as much as he had then. K. of C. Holds Banquet. Columbus, Neb., Dec.' 9. (Spe cial) The , Knights of Columbus held their annual fourth degree ban quet here. Judge Corcoran of York made the principal address. PHOTOPLAYS. STARTING SATUkDAY s m mm In the Terrific Drama of ' a Man Who Went Through Hell to Prove His Courage THE SCUTTLERS Last Times Today"GOING SOME" NOW PLAYING "DICJTV" WESLEY BARRY Also' 'Snooky," the Humanzee in "A TRAY FULL OF TROUBLE" "II Guarany" Overture New Rialto Orchestra Harry Brader, Conductor ' Julius K. Johnson at the Organ -L. THOMAS MEIGHAN In William Js Mills's OHsrinf "Conrad in Quest of His Youth" A Cltver, Present-Day Story ANNETTE KELLERM AN World's Most Perfect Woman, In Slow Motion Pictures, Analysing the beauty in THE ART OF DIVING SILVERMAN'S ORCHESTRA Play Ins a Request Overture A HUNTING SCENE - s i m i w 1 COMING TO THE MOON CHRISTMAS DAY Coirtmon Sense Learn a Bit More. J. J. MUNDY. Did you e,ver make a list of the subjects, relative to the work in which you are engage of which you know nothing? : Do this sometime and you will be surprised at how little you really know of your chosen life work. The result of your" self-investigation maytbe reason for your seeming standstill or falling back in the line of steady and successful progress. A fair conception of what concerns your work, but not enough definite workable knowledge, not enough getting down to tangible facts and the relation of each to your daily work is your trouble. It in not sufficient for you to be familiar with just what appertains to the part of the work you have to do in your department if you would lipid an executive job. It is all the lines which lead to your marketable article which you should understand thoroughly and fair conception of where the next step in advance of your present out put should come that makes the valuable worker. In other words, be a student and a thinker as .well as a practical work er. One good, valuable thought paves the way in your mind for two more, and the ball is rolling and youwill go with it to the top. It rests with you. Copyright, 192! by International Feature Sorvlee, Inc. PHOTOPLAYS. STARTING SATURDAY Today and Saturday THE GREAT T 'From the famous Satur day Evening Post story by Ben Ames Williams. f and Every Night Next week ' ' At the SQ0G9 The Seasons Comedy Hit "IT'S A GREAT LIFE" BEATTY'S Co-Operative Cafeterias Pay Dividends to Thoaa Wt Do tha Work n nn uvil Y ACCOM 1