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12 THE BEE: OMAHA, TUESDAY, JANUARY 4. 1921. W tmiat-e? BTARTHUR SOJTTMILEY 1 CHAPTER III. Making Peter Work. Peter Mink waited several days be fnre he knocked at Mrs. Rabbit's door again, and when he did at last come back, he first made sure that her husband was not at home. You ee, Peter had heard thai Mr. Rabbit had told some of the forest people that Peter had broken his saw, so he wouldn t have to aw wood to pay for the food that Mrs. Rabbit gave him. When Mrs. Rabbit saw who it was that knocked, she came very near shutting the door in Peter's face. But she couldn't help noticing again how thin Peter was. And when he asked for something to eat she hadn't the heart to refuse him. "You're not ill, are you?" she "Well yes, I am!" said Peter Mink, boldly. He would actually rather tell a lie than work. And he thought that if he said he was ill, i 111 do nothing of the kindf said Peter Mink. Mrs. R.ibbitt wouldn't expect him to fto any work to pay for what she , inicrlir oiv liinv "You look to me as if you needed seme cambric tea," Mrs. Rabbit said. Now, if there was anything that Peter Mink disliked, it was cambric tea. If she had said "chicken broth," he might have liked that. . "I've been very ill," he said. "But now the doctor tells me I must have good, nourishing food and plenty of it." "Well, if you're well enough to eat, you're well enough to work," said Mrs. Rabbit. "Oh, certainly!" answered Peter. Mrs. Rabbit went into the house then. And when she came out again Peter ,Mink was surprised at what she brought. He had expected an other plateful of goodies. But in stead of that Mrs. Rabbit had an axe ii) her hand. IT... I" .!. :A "Tit-, ViIc nut . itltb OaiVI. 4 to the wood-pile and use it! I want you to split every stick of wood you can find. Then knock on the door "again and I'll bring you something to eat." . You ought to have' seen Peter Mink scowl., as he walked away to the wood-pile with the axe on his shoulder. It was a lesson to any body, never to frown "She needn't think she can make me work!" Peter said to himself. "I'll just break her old axe that's wkat T'll do!" And he swunz the axe YY J 1 1 1 all 1113 llUgui " onv. . But the axe didn't break.' And as for stick, it fell "in two pieces; for Peter had solit it nerfectlv. He was so out of patience that he timed a hard blow at another stick of wood. Agai:t he didn't hurt the axe at all. And again he split the wood exactly as Mrs. Rabbit wanted him to. But Peter never thought of that. Peter Mink scowled even worse than ever. And he made up his mind that he would break Mrs. Rabbit's axe if he had to use up the whole wrod-pile to do it. Well, that is just what happened. Peter tried so hard to break the axe so he wouldn't have to work, that be fore he knew it he had split all the wood. He was just about to look for a rock, then onl which to break the axe when he happened to think that there was no linger any sense in try ing to that, because the work was '11 done! i ' So he put the axe across his shoulder and went and knocked on Mrs. Rabbit's door. "Bring on your, food!" he said, when Mrs. Rabbit appeared. ! "Is the axe all right?" she asked. ' It didn't break, did it?" 1 "No, indeed!" he said, "though I was rather expecting it would." x "Is the wood all split?" she in quired. "Every stick of it! answered Pe ter. - "Then bring it here, near the back door," Mrs. Rabbit told him. "That will help pay for the saw you broke here last week. "I'll do nothing of the kind!" said Peter Mink. And he was so angry that he went back to the wood pile and began throwing sticks of wood . at Mrs. Rabbit's house, trying to break a window. And before he l.n.n, ! Uf ha A thrown the whole IWt V- - . wood oile in almost the exact spot where Mrs. Rabbit wanted it And he hadn't broken a single window either. But Peter Mink never once real- v Ized what he had done. He went off to take a swim in the brook and may hr catch a trout. 1 Later, when Mrs. Rabbit saw that in snite of what Peter had said, he had moved her wood pile for her, she wondered why he had not asked for something to eat. But Peter Mink never knocked on her door aarain. He kept away from Mrs. Rabbit ever afterward, because she was the only person who had ever been able to make him work. Copyright Groseet & Dunlap. , Parents Problems Should a child of 6 who seems to have a talent for drawing be given drawins lessons? ' . If there is m the place a drawing class for small children, this little girl should certainly join tt. Other wise the only thing to do is to en courage not only her interest in the (lldmiig itsaiuia " ovuuui, uv j de-irc she may have to draw while at home " X THE GUMPS- vws LOOK AT POUGrr- HEJ?E,S AMOTHEfc ott OF tuo. kao- he's htt uncle Bur HE'S JUST LWt fcLLTUF py sJSYP K1N6 HOLDING A Adele Garrison's Revelations How Major Grantland Protected Madge. Major Grantland reached swiftly past me, turned the ignition switch off with one hand, and with the other grasped the hand 1 was shaking in helpless pain. I was proud of the fact that I had kept firm hold of the wheel with my left hand, despite the sudden shock I had experienced. Does it hurt very much? he asked solicitously. "I ought to have warned you ot that possibility, ana yet it i9 what every tyro has to ex pect. I remember when I learned to drive .this type of car, the small bones of my palm were so bruised that one time they pained me tor days." He had my hand in his. the palm upward, and was looking at it in tently, his head bent low. For an instant I had a wild, fantastic im pression that he meant to impress a kiss upon it, and I drew it away pre cipitately. It is perfectly all right ow, l said, mendaciously, although my heart sank at the thought that I might again suffer the same shock t my next attempt to shut gears. "But please tell me where I was in error." "I think you used too much gas, he said. "You must remember only to shift at a low rate of speed. When you become used to a car you'll learn the exact speed at which each mechanism shifts best, each car is different in that respect. But don't get discouraged." I m not." I protested. And now I'm going to begin at the very be ginning." rom that moment things went swimmind v with me. Sometimes I made my shifts more successfully and noiselessly than at other times, but i always managed them, and Maj. Grantland even included a lesson in backing and turning around in my afternoon's program. He was wisely rigid in alternating my new tasks with stretches of straight driving, so that 1 did not become unauiy nervous, and when we finally turned toward the hotel, after a whole after noon's work, I felt fairly confident that with practice I could manage a big car as easily as I did my small two-control one. An Exhausting Drive. "You are perfectly able to take the car right up to the door of the hotel," the army officer said tcnta? tively, as we neared the village. But I would prefer not to do it, if you don't mind," I returned, stop ping the car. Whatever vou wish, he returned deferentially, getting out of the car and coming around to the driver's seat, which I vacated tor him. tie looked at his watch before taking the wheel. "There is an hour and a half before dinner. You will have a chance to rest a little. I will meet you in the small sitting room at 6:30.". I found when I reached my room that I was glad indeed to follow his advice to rest, for 1 was tar more tired than I had imagined. I took off the traveling suit in which I had driven, slipped on a loose negligee, lay down for half the time he had allotted me, and then made a careful toilette for dinner, donning a silky- figured crepe which took, up little space in my suitcase, and had, there fore, been tucked in for an emer gency. I was glad indeed that I had put it on when I went down to dinner, for I found the dining room filled with women m more or less formal I'M THE GUY I'M THE GUY who as toastmas- ter makes long speeches of introduc tion. That's my opportunity to shine, and you don't see me passing up any chance to cover myself with glory and get myself talked about. bo when I get the floor I make the most of it. I wax eloquent over the greatness of the speaker who is to follow and I tell the world what I think he is going to say. Whether or not he actually says what 1 an nounce he is going to, really doesn t matter. The truth to tell. I haven't pre pared any set speech and, once I get started, I can't find a place to stop. That's why I ramble on and on, hoping I'll soon strike a spot where I can gracefully let go. But why should that make you an gry? You shouldn't let my long- winded introduction upset you so as to make you forget your speech or throw you oft your stride so that you get away to a bad start. You have your line of talk prepared, so 1 don t see what kick you can pos sibly hare. If you're only one of the audience and want to hear the announced speaker, don't try to rattle me. It won't work. If you do not wish to listen to me, you don't have to. Put cotton in your ears or hold your hands over them. i If you have nerve enough get up and make me stop. But don't look daggers at me, thinking thereby to squelch me. It can t be done. So listen patiently and quietly and don't (Stamp VOUT d0Wn." lect and shout "bit ICopyrubt, XBompaon raatura rvict. AtUtVlAX A 60 THEN BUIU to VH HUSBAND New Phase of of a Wife evening toilettes. I would have felt much embarrassed if I had acted upon my first thought and had worn the suit in which I meant to travel. , The Unexpected. Every one in the room appeared to be trying to prolong their dinner as much as possible, and I comment ed upon the fact to Major Grant land. "Most of them have been disap pointed in their ' plans for getting away," he said. "They have their trunks and bags packed and are just waiting the word that the line is clear; If they only knew." He said the last words as if to i meant. Then he leaned over to me.i?ck of r- Hathaway Burton's vis vvouia you like to know a se cret?" he asked. "I am a woman," I returned de murely. He laughed, then he lowered his voice so there was, no chance of his being overheard. 1 "The strike was called off a few minutes ago," he said, "I just had a code message telling me. When the agent gets the official notice he will have it announced herel Then you will see a stampede. I have already seen to it, however, that you have a drawing room as far as Washington That will take care of you for the night. From there on you will have to take your chances on the kind of train, but you will be able to get through." ; . "How perfectly wonderfull" I whispered, but, even through my re lief at this end to myi worry over the journey, my thoughts flew to Dicky, If he had only been reason able and had come with me, all his worry and that he had caused me might have been saved. ! Into the dining room sauntered a tall, indolent figure, at v sight of whom my pulses quickened. Then Dicky, with no hint of anger, but with eyes full of quizzing raillery, strolled 6ver to our table., "I've been hunting all over for you folks," he said. "I didn't receive your message, Grant, till late this aft ernoon. But my mother delivered it all right." , " He winked at me ruefully, and I suddenly grasped two facts. Major Grantland had realized that 1 was going north without Dicky's knowl edge and had promptly tent the knowledge of my whereabouts to himl ' (Continued Tomorrowff) Common Sense By J. J. MUNDY. Luck and Application. Do vou look forward to each day realizing that opportunity lies just around the corner, and . success awaits the man to see and grasp quickly enough? i If you were told that two-thirds of the things which happen to you, good , or bad. might advance your cause depending upon yourself, you would not believe it. You know men and women who seem always to be walking on the crest of good fortune's wave, and you wonder how. it happens. Lucky dogs! you say; but, in stead, thev are the men and the women who recognize opportunity, grasp by the forelock and never let go till they wrest success by hard work. You think they do not work, and you are sure that "snaps,"- as you call them, drop right out ot the sky for some persons. Never were you more mistaken. To be sure, there are some lucky strikes, but "lucky strikes," as they are termed, are more often the re sult of diligent study and purpose ful work. - Copyright, ItSO, International Feature service, me. Is the Center of a Flame Blue? The color" of a heated object de pends largely upon the temperature to which it is subjected. When, for example, a poker is placed in a fire it will first turn a dull red, then a bright glowing red and finally a glaring white, the same principle applies to a flame, the outside of which is far hotter than the inside, and give off a brighter light in con sequence" This difference in tem perature is due to the fact that the outer partion of the flame only comes in contact with the oxygen of the air, while the; inner part has to be content with the small amount of this inflammable gas, which reach es it still unconsumed. Where combusition is fastest and most complete there the heat is greatest, and it is. for this reason that the outer part of a flame is a bright yellow, while the interior is a dull blue. In fact, if a flame be very care fully afranged a match may be held in the center of it without taking fire for an appreciable length of time thus conclusively proving the material difference in temperature between the two parts of what we consider as "fire." (Copyrlfht, 1130. by th. Wheeler Syndi cate, Ino.) " WHY- THEY'RE ALL HE GASfcO N: TOO- CLSAN TO LINING AN A POOR HOUSE. TfcR HM BALANCE OF THE ERROR. By RUTH LOGAN. From International Feature Service. Millicent Durand opened the huge box of bon-bons and lifted the card tenderly in her fingers. On one side was the correctly engraved name of Mr. Hathaway Burton and on the apposite side were the lines: "Sweeter than the sweets you'll find Are thoughts of you that fill my mind." For a moment the eirl stood hold ing the card, a faint smile spreading itself to the corners of her pretty mouth. Th-n her eyes went slowly to those ol the man beside her. He, tod; had read the message on the iting card, "I didn't know you knew Purton or fellow like him." There was a question 'a his voice and eyes. "Oh, dear me," laughed Milicent, 'there are lots of things about me you don't know." George Trude crossed the room and sat down in a chair by the win dow, his interest in the girl having been, suddenly quickened by the knowledge that some ither man found her desirable. George liked Millicent, but somehow he had al ways imagined that she wasn't quite the type of girl who could rirasp the reins of his social existence in just the manner that would meet with his mother's approval, and therefore he had never broached the subject of marriage to her. But, if Burton liked her, there must be a mistake in his reckoning, for Hathaway Bur ton was a snob where women were concerned. ' All men are more or less like sheep. They follow a leader blindly, especially if that leader happens to be a man of Burton's standing. With an ejaculation of anger Trude was again upon his feet and striding across to the place where Millicent stood; he took her in his arms. "I want you, dear. I want you to mar ry me. And I don't ever again want to hear of Burton's sending you can dy. That's my privilege and I shall tell him to confine his admiration for my promised bride to less ob jectionable expressions." "George, dear, you aren't jealous, are you?" "Certainly not. Why should I be? Aren't ypu mine? Haven't you promised to marry me?" "I never remember your having asked me to marry you until just now. and you haven't given me time to accept or decline." "You don't mean you are going to refuse me." He endeavored to kiss Mellicent's lips. Laughingly she turned her head. "I'm not sure you want to marry me. I'm a little afraid it's a case of dog in the manger." "How absurd! Of course I want to marry you." "The consciousness of the desire came mighty suddenly, George. Would you have wanted to marry me if you hadn't thought I had the sanction of Hathaway Burton?" He avoided her eyes. "That has nothing to do with it. Will you marry me?" "Sit down, George, I really don't know whether L shall or not Ex cuse me a moment, I have some telephoning to do." George sank nervously into a chair while Mellicent went into the hall and sat down at the telephone. George could not see that she kept a forefinger on the hook, while she pretended to call the residence of Hathaway Burton. He listened to the conversation. "Hello, Mr. Burton? This is buti no matter. You wouldn t know my name. A box of candy, was left at my home today by messenger. There has been some error, I know, and I am calling in order that the mistake may be satisfactorily adjusted with the little lady who is sweeter than the sweets you meant for her. No indeed, I shall not tell you my name. The candy is lovely. k Thanks so much. Goodby." " ' "So that's it? You dont know Burton at all. I didn't think, you did because he's the most discrim inating man in town. What was your game trying to force my hand?" , rt "Not at all. Remember, I haven t said I'd marry you. I hadn't the slightest intention of doing so, either. I just wanted to prove to you how stupid men really are. You don't want to marry me.. You have an idea that I can 'not cope with your social world succe.ssfully,, but because you admire Mr. Burton, you would be willing to marry me to show him you have the inside track. Good night, George, and don't come back." , George hesitated. "Won't you forgive me for the things I said just now? I do love you and really want you to be my wife," lamely. "You'd weary of a wife who wasn't sufficiently clever to attract men like Mr. Burton. I'm too proud to place myself in a position where your mother can patronize me. This is the end, George." i She watched the door close after him and then sped to the telephone. This time she djd not hold her fin ger on the hook. "Hello, is i you, Hathaway? Well, it's Mellicent Your candy came this afternoon. Hushl Not another word like that over the tele- M w r W . TeaawBwll m aw -gBw p i -e(SSSl I I MM I I I la. BL -sae - rvr i 'i i r ii - Tilt 1 I II I 1 1 II -! ml I I ALIKE HAKE A NEfcvtoOS' NRCtC OUT OF A oV)V wEN B01L.P A s SAHYAfclUM VJJUERE HE CAK SY , AROUND ANt TWIRL HVS lYWMrS ANt TY fh: 1930: By The Ttietone More Truth By JAMES J. A MYSTERY I knowthat they carefully tram engineers In difficult branches of knowledge ' By making them study for four or five years At an up-to-date technical college. . Though poets and artists are born to their trade, Having native proficiency in it, A Buper-meehanic has got to be made And you can't turn one out in a minute. Yet burglars, who need z superlative skill In parting a time-lock asunder, In cracking a crib or in tapping a till And in getting away with the plunder, Are kept, by the public aversion to crime, In a state of such constant repression, That I can't understand how they have any time To, learn such a high elass profession. With a phosphor bronze drill and acetylene torch Which means knowledge of metals and fuels They break in your safe or they climb up your porch And depart with your money and jewels. They may not know much of the writings of Freud, Their, rhetoric may be defective, And yet in their business an art is employed That baffles the shrewdest detective. And yet there are thousands of burglars who ply Their trade with the craft of a master, And though they must toil in the dark on the sly Their numbers increase all the faster. When cash in such handsome amounts can be made They spurn honest methods to earn it I am not defending their scoundrelly trade, But I wonder wherever they learn it. jtir... FAIR ENOUGH " Lloyd George seems perfectly willing to give Ireland anything ex cept what it wants. QUALIFIED We knew that Mr. Hughes was a school teacher and sinr hi an. pointment we suspect that it was a NO TArJERS ' Greece has got a king, but Hungary is still vainly patronizing the "Help Wanted, Male" columns. (Copyright. 1921, By the Belt Syndicate. Inc.) phone. What will the operator think. I'm alone. Why do you ask? Qh, yes. I did expect him over, bur he couldn't come. Albright, you may come for an hour. Goodby." Mellicent turned from the tele phone and found herself looking di rectly into Ueorge s eyes. "I forgot my stick," he explained. "I dislike eavesdropping, but I'm glad to havex learned in time just how tricky you are." "Now that we are both so well ac quainted with each other, hadn't we better make the best of it? We'll meet frequently in the future, I fancy, and Mr. Burton would take violent exception to your calling his wife a treacherous creature. "Mellicent, you can't mean that you are going to marry an impos sible egotist. "No, George," returned Mellicent cooly. "I told you before I wouldn't marry you and I meant it. Egotism is a great misfortune and I trust you will overcome it in time.' Crimson with rage George Trude seized his walking stick and slammed the door noisily. "There's one consolation, anyway," he mut tered. "Whentehe s Mrs. Hathaway Burton I can cry to mother, 'I told you so.' " Romance in Origin Of Superstitions By H. IRVING KING. A Rabbit's Foot The superstition that a rabbit's foot brings good luck is a very wide spread one. Occult authorities say that it must be the left hind foot of a rabbit, killed by a negro in a coun- iry graveyard in the dark of the moon, in this we have a superstition clearly descending through centuries and nations from the ancient worship of the Egyptians, among whom the hare-headed god hares and rabbits are of the same genus was the guardian of vone of the divisions of the under world. Here we get the idea of darkness and the graveyard. The Egyptian;, were a very dark peo ple and sometimes statues and pic lures of their gods were painted al most black. Hence the idea of a negro. The rabbit-headed god, besides his jcb in the under world, was one pow erful for good among the Egyptian deities. Some have identified him with Osiris, "the principle of good and the foe of evil." The connec tion between this and the idea of a rabbit's foot being a bringer of luck and an amulet ag ist evil is obvi- OilS (Copyrlfght, 120, by the McClure Nowa (Copyrlfht, 1S0, by tM McClure Newt paper Syndicate.) . The Teachers Union of the East ern States is considering affiliating with orga' AFTER THE.WE 5TWD YOU ON 0UR HEAD- AHO GOt THE VWORLD lr "SAV t0NT 6 AM BIX t0H'T SvecULATE SAVE 0U MONEX To TvttNK THCV Company. Chicago, In.) Than Poetry MONTAGUE normal school in which he taught Where It Started Hospitals. The first record of hospitals be ing established was in the reign of King Asoka of India, during the third century B. C. Beth-Said men tioned New Testiment, was an early Hebrew hospital A record remains showing the foundation of a hospi tal by Valens in Caesarea, 380, A. D. The first hospital ill the United States was the Pennsylvania hospi tal, founded in 1750. Benjamin Franklin was its first clerk. Copyright, 1921, By the Wheeler Syndicate. Inc. Remarkable success has attended the manufacture of linseed oil in South Australia and the industry probably will be extended to Vic toria. AMUSEMENTS. Tonfeht wA''k I Mat.. Wed. Sat. p. KAY COMSTCOC mi MOBJUS GEST pr est NT s OT egg- PRODUCTION 14 BIG -ifIM URIENT NOWIHITS Slh YEAR SCENES- ftTHIS' mesryi . LONDON . 300 MCTfRON ONE YEAR aim CENTUWDmht.NJ Nighta, $1.00-S3.50; Mate., $1.00-$3.00 EMPRESS - TWO SHOWS IN ONE SILVER FOUNTAIN, Poling Act: WORTH WAYTEN FOUR, Singing and Comedy; BAXLEY A PORTER, "The -Call of a Song;!' AERIAL PATTS, Aerial Art. Photoplay Attraction "The Face at the Window" Christie Comedy. Fox News. Matinee Daily, 2:15. Every Night, 8:15 "VARIETIES OF 1920," with Rtchman and Waldron A Co.; GLENN A JEN KINS; Nate Leipaig; Alfred Latell; Sab bott A Brooks; Weadick A LaDue; Willie Hale A Bros.; Topic of th Day, Kinograms. Mats 15c to SO; Some 78c and (l.OO; Sat. and Sunday Nights, 15c to $1.25. "OMAHA'S FUN CENTER" Daily Mat.. 15c to 75c Mites, 2oC to SI.Z5 &4Ftfl H LIGHTS OM320 SSS with "shorty" mcaluster a harry "RIB" SHANNON. A Fast-Moving Whirl wind of Joy and Happiness. Brand New All th Way. Unusual Cast and Dancy, Prancy Beauty Chorus. LADIES' DIME MATINEE WEEK DAYS cat, Uik k Wa.: 1 KsUr and His Uwa Show. Drawn for The Be by Sidney Smith. OopvIkM. lAO. Chicaxo Trihun Company AND SHAKEN XOvJ VCHiH- ALL HE tOU6H 1M ECOLATfe ' 'SOT TVttT PONT GAMBLE YHLY GYP- Dog Hill Paragrafs By -George Bingham The wife of Jefferson Potlocks has been so hoarse this week she could not talk above a whisper, and Jeff is now saying a lot ot things he lias been trying to say for two weeks. . Atlas Peck will address the pub lic from the front porch of the post office Saturday -afternoon, the weather and the Deputy Constable permitting. The Wild Onion school tea-her, who has been devoting a great deal of his time .here of late to the study of the moon -and stars, is gradu ally settling back to earth and was seen this morning putting up a stove pipe. ; - - PHirori.AYs. LAST TIMES TODAY STARTING TOMORROW Upton Sinclair's "THE MONEY CHANGERS" LAST TIMES TODAY EUGENE O'BRIEN in "Broadway and Home" Special: "Judge" Cooley in the cast of the moving picture which will be made on the Muse stage tonight. DANCING CAFE Meal Served Day and Nignt Dinner and Supper" Luncheonette Daily SLATER'S SOUTHERN JAZZ BAND CITY HALL EMPYOYEES DANCE TONIGHT , Usual Public Dancing JACK CONNERS, Mgr. , TOM Prairie OmiU sssjbjsjs e e esawsesw mwmmm s mi 3 m PHOTOPLAYS. Now Playing : BEET IN Also The Serious Funmaker, BUSTER KEATON . In Hia Latest "The Scarecrow" OtieGf eatPhotopJay Will be shown at the Sun Theatre "AT NO ADVANCE IN PRICES. A drama of wives whs never know, husbands who never tell, and women who never forget. Based on Sir Arthur Wing Pinero'a story, ''The Profligate." Also HU'.ah . IKu" Mermaid Showing nlgn an Comedy RIALTO SYMPHONY PLAYERS Offering the overture. ."Mile Modiste" HARRY BRADER, Conductor J. K. JOHNSON, Organist taeJeV - a m Enid Bennett "SILK HOSIERY" and HAROLD LLOYD In Hi Latest and Best Comedy "Number Please" I $25.00 FREE! tn sny maa. woman or child in Omtns who Mnrit tn toe Unit correct sninin to the tiuzile below. Whit d the IntUate below stand fort R.N.W. M. P. DON'T "''l four umr until Sattir aVii 6t) jUMf Slh AirM letters to Moon ThMter. Tb !S wtU bt awarded from the Mass of tne Moon. ?t famous production. "OUT or THI BN0W8." will bt shown for e west Mn tn 8undaj. Jsnusrr 9th. and H will le fts! the oerrwt sniwer to the eunls. Atxn TOti hare tn th otrture ww will tmow nnttt)Tl whetnpr or not ron mstleit the corrrrt miwr Ths name of the win ner will hr snnounred st ertrf show dur i t wpk BEATTY'S Co-Operative Cafeterias Pay Dividend to These Who Do the Work PRKE MADAME at
