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Lawyer, Starting
as an Office Boy,
Takes High Post
John Dill, Studying at Night
School While Working,
Made Counsel for Ex-
press Company.
It was a long trail that U-d from
tlie position of office boy for the
VVtlls-Fargo Express company ai
Atchison, Kan., to that of assistant
general counsel for the American
Railway Express company, with
headquarters at New York, hut this
trail, by 20 years of endeavor, has
been covered successfully by John A.
Dill, young Omaha attorney, who
left last week for New York to take
up his new duties.
John Dill entered the employ of
the Wells-Fargo company when he
was IS. By diligent application he
worked his way up, as wagon driver,
express messenger, depot agent and
chief clerk, successively. In 1910
he was transferred to Chicago, where
he studied law at night school.
Fitted for Law.
"John was fitted by temperament
for law' said Edward FiUwilliams,
Omaha agent of the American Ex
press company, who has known Mr.
Dill for many years. "Considering
the fact that he never studied law
until after he had assumed the re
sponsibilities of a , family, he has
done remarkably w .!)."
When the various express com
panies were consolidated into the
American Railway Exp-ess company
in 1918, John Dill came to- Omaha as
chief clerk to General Jfanager D.
H, Rawson, in charge of th? Trans
Missouri department. Here he con
tinued his law studies at the Univer
sity of Omaha, from which he gia-l-uared
With high honors in 1920. Aftei
admission to )he bar. Dill left the
express company to enter law.
Liked by Associates. ,
Dill was well liked by Omaha at
torneys with whom he came in con
tact and many of the older lawyers
were glad to give him a helping hand.
He showed exceptional ability in le
gal matters, his associates say.
"We arc all proud of John Dill's
success," Mr. Fitzwillianis - . said.
"He has shown our employes' what
an ambitious , young man can ac
complish. t
"Salary? Well, I don't know; but
it is safe to say that it is much more
than he could hope" to make practic
ing law for many years." ,., . .
Runaway Lincoln Boy Taken
as He Attempts Disguise
..Ralph Linden, 16, Lincoln, Neb.,
high school youtlv- ran away from
his mother Saturday. ' ,
In their ronvds of cheap lodging
houses in OmSfia yesterday Detec
tives A. C. "and, , M. E. . Anderson
came u pon a boy as he sat before a
mirror attempting disguise with a
fake moustache and. an eyebrow pen
oil. He told the officers his name was
Charles Taylor. Letters in the
youth's pockets showed that he was
Ralph Linden. He was placed in
. vharge of juvenile authorities.
Vulabaugh Will Speak on
; Trip to Frozen Northland
G. N. Aulabaugh, cjwncr of fur
trading post at Tcmasami Lake, On
tario, will pivc a lecture on the
frozen northland tonight at 8 in Dun
dee Prasbyterian church, Fiftieth ana
Underwood avenue.
The lecture will be illustrated with
motion pictures taken by Aulabaugh.
M. V. Robins of the Good Fellow
ship club, Omaha meteorologist, is
in charge of the program.
Monarch Gets Permit.
City council approved esterday
the recommendation of the Board
f Public Welfare, granting to Leroy
Broom field a public dance hall permit
for this year, applicable to the M on
arch cabaret, 107 South Fourteenth
street. Commissioner D. B." Butler
voted against the permit.
Parents' Problems
What course should be followed
with a little boy of S who sulks when
his manners are corrected?
Th little boy. has erobablw been
corrected in the presence of other
people. His pride has been wound
ed, and the thought, and feeling of
that mortification surge up in him
when agam corrected. Watch and
remember the faults in his manners
aad tell him auietlr where and how
he failed, when you are alone with
him. When you are tucking him into
bed is a favorite moment. Help him
te see that strangers are judged by
their manners because we cannot see
their real kItcs. He will see the
reasonableness of this.
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The Story ofNinetfe
By RUBY M. AYRES.
(Condaard from Vratcrday.)
HYNOP8IK. ' '
NINETTE'S birth In a .rhran lads
ln hail la Loaana rout the Ufa of
her imMhar, woman at refined ap
praraura who had rmh llrlnK akn
without dliraltinf rlthrr hrr pad or
her name to th athor roamerK. The
landlady la ahoal to trad the walllnf
Infant to the wnrkhaiwe when
JONH WHRRLF.B. ttruullnc free
lanre Journalht, living at tn lutlalnc
houn. offer. In nay far the baby'"
rare. Wheeler adopt, Ninette, who, by
lha time ha It S, han (rawn t be a
wild looking, gyvt typa of child. By
rarefnl manaremeat, her f outer father
In able ta aead her ta a prlTata srhooL
When Ninette Ii IT. Wheeler, who In
41, la Ktrlrkea by pneumonia and the
dortor aayi ha mut die. Now fo
on with the utory
' CHAPTER IV
Bitter Disappointment.
Josh had bsen ill for six weeks,
and there was no money left; 'she
had forced him to let her draw bis
small savings from the postoffice.
and it had all gone in wine and neces
saries lor him.
The woman from whonv they
rented their rooms did not know the
meaning of the word oitv. and told
Ninette frankly that they must either
pay or go.
Ninette pawned every thine nawn-
able, even her best pair of boots. It
would have broken Josh Wheeler's
heart had he known it, but he was
too ill to know, or knowing, to have
cared.
His work had always been that of
a free-lance, and he had never had a
regular salary from any of the pa
pers for which he worked.
It was desperation at last that
drove Ninette to try her own hand
at writing articles.
bhe wrote her first on her knees
by Josh . Wheeler's bed, by the light
. a shaded lamp, and she was too
driven by need and desperation to
realize what a thoroughly uninterest
ing and badly written article it was.
She sent it to a weekly oaoer under
Josh Wheeler's name and wa'ted in
trembling hope for a reply.
All that came, however, was a curt
request from someone signing him
self Peter J. Nothard, for Josh
Wheeler to call at the office at his
Earliest convenience. '
And as Josh Wheeler was lying be
tween life and death at that moment
Ninette went herself. -
li she had had visions of being
cpmplimented on her work, and of
coming back with a check in her
empty pocket, she was bitterly dis
appointed, for after being- kept wait
ing 20 minutes in a stuffy room, a
youth thrust his head round the door,
stared at her, and finally said:
- "I beg your pardon 1 was lookr
ing for someone else."
She found her voice then.
"If you want Mr. Wheeler it's me!
t mean, he's ill and so I've come in
stead." ' .
The man stared for yet another
moment, then opened the door
wider. .. ,
"Oh, well Mr. Nothard wants to
see you," he said disbelievingly,
Ninette followed him along end
less stooc passages that all seemed
a4ive with the sound of machinery
until they came to a door' with
frosted glass panels, upon which the
youth knocked, and when someone
said "Come in" he stood , aside to
let Ninette enter and make her own
explanations.
She found herself in a large room
with an expensive-looking Turkey
carpet on the floor, and big leather
srmchairs standing about here and
there.
There was a big mahogany desk
across one corner, at which a man
sat writing a letter, and puffing at a
cigaret.
Though he must have heard the
door shut, he never even looked up
till tired out, and too. excited to he
patient, Ninette broke out nervously:
"I'm here-"
He dropped his pen , then, and
started to his feet. ; .
"I beg your pardon, I'm sure, I "
he stared at Ninette very much as
the youth had stared at her, and
finally he said. "I think there's some
mistake who is it you want to
see?"
"You. if you're Mr. Nothard." Ni
nette said desperately.
He pulled forward a chair, but she
ignored it. and went on feverishly:
"Josh Mr. Wheeler, is ill, so I've
come it's about the the article he
wrote on on autumn in the country
you w rote and asked him to call
at the office, but he is ill, so I came."
"I see," Peter Nothard looked
rather embarrassed. "I'm sorry
Wheeler is ill." he said, rather stilted
ly. "What I was going to say to
him can wait till he is better. Tell
him. will you?"
He toojf a step forward as if to
dismiss ner. but Ninette did not
move. Her hands were clasped to
gether; her dark eyes fixed on his
face with a passion of hope in them.
"And and the article?" she
faltered at last. 'Are you are you
going to pay for it?"
She could have killed him for the
amuved smite that crossed his face
for he was a handsome roan, but
young and rather arrogant.
"Mr dear child," he said with un
intentional condescension, "I don't
wish to hurt your feelings, but well,
it is not usual for us to accept
rubbish of this sort, even from a
more or less regular contributor."
He flicked some papers lying en
his desk, which Ninette recognized
as her ill-starred manuscript.
"I am sorry Wheeler is it! the
sort of thing is beyond a jokel"
He took the papers up, twirled over
a page as if to read her an extract, but
Ninette took a swift step forward
and tore them from his harid.
"It's not any more rubbish than a
lot of the stuff you " print," she
stormed at him. Her face was tcarlct,
her eyes full of passionate tears.
"And you need not think we want
your money I'd rather die, and so
would he than take a penny of it.
And I and I only hope that some
day you'll know what it is to be ill,
and poor, and h-hungry, and oh, I
wish I had never come to your hate
ful office."
And she was gone like a whirlwind
before he could move or recover
from his astonishment.
She was down the stairs and out
in the street in a flash, the tears run
ning down her face, the luckless ar
ticle crushed in her hands.
She hated him I Oh, how she
hated him I There was no other
thought in her mind; she had forgotten
their desperate need of money; for
the moment she had forgotten that
Josh Wheeler lay at death's door;
she could only think of the hand
some cynical face of the man who
had called her desperate attempt
i i:. i i i..
muuiaii, auu leaner iiiiw i-.ccniy
she longed to hurt him as he had
hurt her.
Passersbv stared at her curiously.
but she was unconscious of them; it
was only when she found herself
outside the door of the house wheYe
she and Josh lodged, that she stood
for a moment in a desperate effort to
recover her self-control before she
opened the door and climbed the
shabbily carpeted stairs to their
rooms.
She met the sour-faced landlady on
the landing, and with sudden fiar
cjutching at her heart faltered out
"Oh, is he ht isn't any worse?"
The woman gave her a sharp look.
"Not that I know of; not that I've
been near him to see!"
Ninette went on, into. Josh
Wheeler's room; it was dark, with
blinds half drawn, and a small, poor
fire burning in the grate.
Josh lay on his back, his peaked
face upturned to the ceiling, his eyes
closed and his breath coming in pain
ful, irregular gasps.
CHAPTER V
"You Have Stayed Too Long."
Ninette looked at him and quickly
away again. Every day now shs
coyld see a change in 'the face shu
loved better than anything on earth:
every day the Shadow of Death
seemed to be creeping nearer and
nearer. . - ; . A
At that moment she felt she could
have committed murder in order to
save him; she thought of Peter Noth
ard, and clenched her hands.
He might have helped herr what
would a couple of guineas have been
to him, when, from all that Josh had
said, he was one of the richest men
in London; She hoped that some
day she would get her chance to pay
him out she hoped that some day
he would want something of her des
perately badly, and that she would be
in the position to refuse it.
It was fate October then, and the
evenings were drawing in rapidly;(
the silence and depression of the'
room nearly drove her mad; the
knowledge of her impotence made
her frantic; she could well under
stand how desperation turned peo
ple into criminals. When the only
clock in the house struck 8, she could
bear it no longer; she put on her
hat again and stole out once more
into the street.
A fine rain was falling, and the air
was humid. Ninette walked along,
too miserable to heed in which direc
tion her steps carried her. her
thoughts all with the man she had left
in that cheerless, silent room. She
could not imagine her life without
him; she knew that she owed every
thing in the world to him and yet
now she was powerless to do any
thing in return for him.
She must have walked some dis
tance when she found herself in the
quiet street of a far better class
neighborhood than that in which she
and .Josh lived. The houses were
mostly semidetached, and ' stood in
their own grounds; there were lights
in many windows, and their cheeri
ness brought the tears smarting again
to her eyes.
How unfair life was, that-- some
people had everything, and others
nothing at all.
A garden gate clanged to close be
side her, and she, stepped into the
roadway to avoid two men who had
come from one of the houses.
She could, see by the light of a
street lamp that they were both in
evening dress, and she caught the
whiff of an expensive cigar as one
of them stopped with an annoyed
ejaculation.
"Bother! I've left the latchkey in
the door."
Ninette heard the words disinter
estedly, heard too, the other man's
impatient retort
"Never mind I I shall miss the
train if you wait; you'll be back fn
10 minutes."
They hurried on together and Ni
nette stood quite still, looking at the
darkened windows of the house from
which they had come.
(Coprrlaht. 1111. by Wheeler Syndicate.)
(CaaUwaea m The Bee TiaiiiM.)
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ISLEEPY-TIME TALES
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.THE TALE OF
TURKEY
PROUDFOOT
f Minn SCOTT lAU,
XVI.
Drumming on a Log. .
Turkey Proudfoot was not always
content to stay in the farmyard. Al
though Farmer Green fed him well,
he liked 'to range over the fields in
search of extra tidbits, such as grain,
seeds and insects. Sometimes he
16.
'Yours is no bigger than Mrs.
QwrCt fan."
wandered even as far as the pasture.
And one day he strayed into the
edge of the woods beyond the pas
ture fence.
There he discovered a beech tree.
And Turkey Proudfoot was enjoying
the nuts that he found on the ground
beneath it when all at once a
thump-thump-thump startled him.
He raised his head and listened. The
thumping sound came faster and
faster, then died away in a jumble. 1
"Ho! it's only Johnny Green drum
ming. Probably his mother wouldn't
let him drum near the farm house,
so he came to the woods where she
couldn't hear him."
Turkey Proudfoot paid no more
heed to the drumming, which rolled
through the woods now and then.
He went on with his search fot
beechnuts. But at last a thought
popped into his head. "Johnnie
Green must be eating most of the
time or he'd drum oftener," Turkey
Proudfoot muttered. "He must have
found a beech tree."
Soon Turkey Proudfoot decided, to
join Johnnie Green. He hoped that
beechnuts were more plentiful be
neath Johnnie's tree. So Turkey
Proudfoot picked his way slowly
through the underbrush. And guid
ed by the thump-thump-thump
which once in a while boomed upon
his ears, at last Turkey Proudfoot
came into a - little clearing.
There on a log sat a spcckly,
feathered, short necked gentleman
with a tail spread in much the fash
ion in which Turkey Proudfoot so
often carried his own.
Turkey Proudfoot drew back be
hind a bush, out of sight.
"I'll show that bird a tail that is
a tail," he muttered to himself. So
he spread his tail and then stepped
proudly forth. A dry twig snapped
beneath his weight. At that sound
the stranger on the log turned his
head quickly. Just for an instant
there was an eager look on his face,
But when he beheld Turkey Proud
foot it changed to one of disappoint
ment. "Who are you?" the stranger
asked in none too pleasant a tone."
"I'm Turkey Proudfoot," said the
ruler of the farmyard. "I live down
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LAST
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Jeviflef Pictures
wo shows ia.oae.
TIMES TODAY
witk
MUSS AMIES atnf ftUOOLm VALCNTW
A flamins romance af dearrt love,
racinf through scene that thrill with
their beauty and aarint.
Picture Shawn at 12:00, 2:30, S.00,
7:30 and 10:00.
DON'T MISS NEXT
FRIDAY NIGHT
13th
AT .-.
Roseland Garden
- Open EYery Night.
Dancing and Refreshments
tie hill at Farmer Green's place."
I "Then you'd better go home
uflicre you belong," said the stranger
o(i the log, "I was expecting some
oie. I've been drumming for a
friend. And when I heard you step
on that dry twig I thought she's
come. I had my tail spread in her
hpnor."
"Drum again 1" Turkey Proudfoot
ordered. "Call your friend at once
and I'll show her a tail that is a
tail. Yours is no bigger than Mrs.
Green's fan."
The stranger made no move to
obey. HI appeared somewhat sulky.
"What's your name?" Turkey
Proudfoot demsaded.
"I'm Mr. Grouse," the stranger
snapped ont, "I supposed everybody
in Pleasant Valley knew me." My
drumming is famous."
"Indeed!" cried Turkey Proud
foot. "I thought it was Johnnie
Green making that noise."
"No wonderl" Mr. Grouse sniffed.
"You're only a barnyard fowl. You
can't be expected to know anything
about us game birds."
(Copyrlfht, ISIS, by Metropolitan News
paper Service.)
Belts on Wane in Omaha;
Calluses Come Into Their Own
Galluses are coming into their
own again.
And belts are on the wane. -
Sales of suspenders in Omaha dur
ing the last six months have in
creased from 50 to 60 per cent, ac
cording to the city's leading haber
dasheries. Kn nariiriilar reason for this sud
den -return to the old-fashioned
trousers' support is given, unless that
trait of the west "comfort first,
style afterwards." ,
Three Memorial Windows
to Be Placed in Church Here
The First Congregational church of
this city will be dedicated next Sun
Atr if woe annmin red yesterday.
TtiU weetr threr mpmnriat windows
of Grisaille and antique glass, made
by Charles J. Connick, best Known
designer and stainer of glass in the
rmirttrv w ill he installed on the east
side of the building. Ernest Connick,
brother of the designer, will nave
charge of the work. These three
winrlnwa wilt b(" the Olllv OneS Of
their kind in the city, it is said.
Teacher Files Complaint -.
Against High Clay Bank
A warrant against Alfred Thomas,
jr., real estate man, 604 First Na
tional bank building, was issued in
Central police court yesterday on a
charge of maintaining a nuisance.
Complaint was made to police by
Miss Virginia White, principal of
Train school, Sixth . and Hickory
streets, that a high clay bany on
property owned by . Mr, Thomas
near the school was endangering
school children. . ..
t ... i at
Marriage statistics go 10 prove m.
men of any age tend, in the mass, to
choose wives of an age correspond
ing to their own. .ft :
Three Daya, Start
ing Tomorrow.
Matinee Saturday
The Supreme Mistress of Her Art
n
MIL
Direction The Selwyni
DDirrC Eveninfi, 50c to $3.00
rilllrCO st. Mat, 50c to $230
Good Seats Still Available for
Any Performance.
CXXPXW' TH BEST 'H VAUDCVlLtr
Matinee Daily 2:15 Every Night S:I5
CORINNE TILTON & CO.
"The Chatter Boa Doll"
In "A Chameleon Revue
Joe Bennett I Marjorle Barrach
MRS. GENE HUGHES CO.
In "Contented Peggy"
Mjee Bobbie Cordone I The Rio
JIM TONEY A
ANN NORMAN
In "You Know What I Mean"
Topics ol the Day Aeacp's Fablea
Pathe Weekly
Metineet, ISc to 50c; same 7Sc and $1
Sat. and Sun. Night, ISc to SI;
ome SI -25 Sat, and Sun. '
Automobile Number 278 Wins
Two Free Ticket Today.
"OMAHA'S FUN CENTER"
.Mat. and Nite Today
Good ReVd Seat 80s
ItMlly, SaantMat New -I Tfeea
JEAN BEDinrs
Serai HeM- UlDTwTiT TIUF UCL
run FOR NINE O'CLOCK FOLKS -
IN A TWELVE O'CLOCK TOWN
Trdnl BeSlal Cart Heeded ky Will J. Keened
(Seew Mlek) Stat Fall et SeSlel PlealM
SPECIAL
PRICE TO
The Ladies
ATTENSIN6 THE DAILY MATIHEE:
25c13c
For 3 l-i Hear Veattrt Shea
SUIT
YOU
SELF
IS ALL TMC WORLD. HO SUCN SARSAIN
Nebraska's Giant Youth
Visits Friends in Omaha
Ralph . Madison towered into
town Monday, .stooping carefully to
avoid trolley wires.
Ralph is only 24 but has risen
higher in the world than anyone
else in Nebraska. He stands 7 feet,
6 inches, without his brogan.
He's been visiting his patents in
Creighton, Neb., and was en route
back to Chicago. He stopped here
to visit his friend, Fred J. Kamey,
manager of the Wellington tnn.
Ramey ordered two of the hotel's
biggest beds lashed together to ac
commodate the giant. But Madison
just stopped between trains and
went on to Chicago Monday night,
occupying a couple of berths in a
Pullman car.
Bonds Given for Chipley.
Harry S. Byrne of a local surety
company yesterday furnished $5,000
bonds for William G. Chipley of
New York, defendant in two federal
indictments returned here last week.
The bpnds are $2,500 for each.
wrecked each year in the Norh At
lantic through collision with floating
derelicts.
For Childhood LittU
Wound Cut$, BruUf
and Rashes, apply
. Healing Zemo
Zojw is a clean, antiseptic liquid
that cools angry skin, heals Tetter,
ringworm, Eczema, removes pim
ples, blackheads and rashes. Fine
for Itching scalp. All Druggists'.
SfSJjZfl
PQR skin irritations
New Ordinance Cuts
Light Rate Half Cent
The cokt of electric Liu ht s will be
reduced from 6 to 5 1-2 cents per kilo
wat hour, it the ordinance introduced
by the special committee of the city
council for the revision of electric
lights and power rates yeterday
pases the council.
In the construction of this ordi
nance the committee has seceded to
the wishes 'of Mayor Dahhnan and
Commissioner J, B, Hummel, loteph
Koutsky and II. W. Dunn, who ob
jected to the rate of 5 cents per
kilow.t hour as agreed to by the ma
jority in conference at the mayor's
orhce Monday.
Ihe proposed ordinance contains
no t'lhtr fhaiiB" from the rsict rc
irmly outlined by the cfiiiinillei.
EXCEPTIONAL
CHOCOLATES
JNHErV CIRCLE
CANA1C9
LAST TIMES TODAY
Kathrine McDonald
"The American Beauty"
, .." In
"Her Social
Value"
And a Burleaque on Douglas Fairbanks
ia "The Three Mu.keteer." .
"A Barnyard Cavalier"
With BOBBY VERNON J
LAST
TIMES . -
SAT.
NIGHT
FAIRS HNfCY-rvWTMGDRE,
LARRY SEMON in
"THE BELL HOP"
EMPRESS
Laat
Time
Today
BLOSSOMS. A Garland af Melody and
Dance; BILLY CLARK, "The Distri
butor of Blue;" COOK 4 VALDARE,
"Xentriquw;" GARDNER AUBREY,
"Melodies of tke Moment"
Photoplay, "THE SHEIK"
Today 11, 1, 3, S, 7 aad 9
NO ADVANCE IN PRICES
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ful run of months in
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at $2.00 admission.
Gorgeous
Beyond Words
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worn by Mis
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historically cor
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TONIGHT
Big Novel Feature
Prize Waltz
on a 2-inch plank
Carl Lamp's
Orchestra
Admission 40c Inc. Tax
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