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ignition system, which gave hue ser~
wine until a few weeks ago.
then I have had considerable trouble
yith the platinum points becoming
mosame way.
spans-hat: causes the trouble?
.flhas a generator and'starter', which
53 in good order.
7 ‘updoubtedly you will find the
ij «laser punctured or otherwise defec-
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lotor Department. The Sentinel:
have Saxon with the Atwater-Kent
Since
and burned. I replaced the old
Is there any remed)‘
The
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con-
“’hen the condenser is out of
lorder. the pain
quickly. .
Motor Department. The Sentinel:
I have a 6-30, 1918 model Chalmers.
Since purchasing this car in 1916, I
have had four rear axles to break
on me, all on the right side and the
end next to the differential housing.
something
wrong. but as I have tested the clutch
and it does not seem to grab, and
there is no lost motion in the drive
shaft, I am lost as to what the trouble
Assuring you that I will ap-
preciate any information
give me through your column, I am,
There
‘can be.
is undoubtedly
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ts will burn away very
you may
. “Make. Aim; that your axis housing is
not out of line. Sometimes the axle
of line.
lugs, etc.
suggest
better grade of steel.
Motor - Department.
NY. I am,
Perhaps your axle has been hit at
some time and slightly sprung out
A careful inspection should
also be made for badly worn bear
If you and nothing wrong
to cause such breakage, then would
having a new axle shaft
made as heavy as possible from a
The Sentinel:
Will you kindly advise me how to
proceed in putting on a clutch leath-
er on an Overland Model 90? Thank-
ing you in advance for an early. re-
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{Frieda Hem oi, the Golden ’fhroated’Prima Donna, is a Will-
o’-the-W1sp of Mood and Fancy, and to Keep Up With.
'Her Requires Remarkable Agility and Adaptability
NEW YORK—Everybody asks
zthe same question: "W'hat are you
no Frieda Hempel? Her press rep-
.resentative. her secretary, her
.manager, or the custodian of her
~«log? Just what is your work or
omfession, anyway?" 2
In the first place, it isn't work
~it’s play. In the second place,
at isn't a profession, it's a gift.
..'And lastly. I never yet have found
3 title to fit it. My life work, to
she exact. is KEEPING UP WITH
:41 PRIMA DONNA—and there are
.only twenty-four hours in a. day.
*C) Underwood and Underwood.
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’It never can be done if the
rims. donna is Frieda Hempel——
. at tantalizing will-'o-the-wisp
with a fortune in her nightingale
,jthroat, a thousand notions in her
ilnely shaped head, a glint of tem-
¢ r to match the reddish gold of
i or hair, the simplicity and whim-
icalness of a child, and a mind,
lied with a million question
arks. that runs on three eight-
our shifts a day.
94 W’hen I was serving time as a
j porter on a morning newspaper.
, shared the fate of Gilbert and
‘nllivan’s witch-cursed Baronet in
B'Ruddigore." and had to commit a
mw crime efery day for my city
”dltor. Of th‘é many actors and
ningers who fell to my lot. several
fiantiously suggested that I might
‘ ring my Underwood along and
in their retinue; but I felt I
never could stand the monotony of
“writing about the same person day
An and day out.
an Monotony! I wonder if Frieda
mongol knows there is such a
or .
' I met her three years ago, sun—
liming herself on the sand at Long
yBeach. From the time our chat
fiegan, to the present moment, at
which Pitti is lassoed to my chair
awaiting for me to take him forth
:e—I never have stopped trying to
‘eep up with Miss Hempel, and I
inever have done exactly the same
“as twice.
. Out of the mass of incidents
,that tripped so fast on each other's
eels~they blur in the remem-
.bering~a few stand out vivid and
, , .-' ta
Iiduight. Cold, bleak Negem-
. A howling wind. Every-
' y sound asleep. My telephone
, ‘ es me with a start.
*1 "0h! Miss Willoughby."
They say that Hempel's songs
Iced no words—her tones tell the
story; that, wordless. her "Home,
eet Home" would bring all the
‘ ging for the place we love best
an earth: her “Dixie" would carry
fill the joy of the land 0' cotton:
her inimitable “Blue Danube
, alta”,would still incite a Puritan
in rhythmic swaying. My own ear
‘ now so acutely trained that by
its time Miss Hempel has spoken
m name over the phone, I know
er she wants tickets for a
finsieal comedy or an appoint-
,flent for a Turkish bath.
: This time nothing but an Edison
4 tion could reproduce the
“avenue and helplessness of
v “voice of gold and magic" in
: doleful call over the.phone.
tragedy had befallen the house
l—ill‘
“his [guessed corh
:0: the copy she had studied.
-, was sure it was that way,”
By Lois Willoughby
the Metropolitan the coming after-
noon and a special performance of
“‘I‘raviata" Just ahead of her. We
all went out into the night in
different directions. Miss Hem-
pel's husband, her maid, her
chauffeur and the "keeper-up";
and we vainly combed the high-
ways and byways. But it was one
of the frantically telephoned "Lost
Ads" that brought Pltti back the
next day in exchange for the re-
ward—a very liberal, but not a
Just reward as some of us saw it.
Then there was the night before
Christmas. when I stopped at her
home for only a minute. Miss
Hempel was wrapping up "Just a
few little Christmas remembran-
ces.” We got through at half-
past three in the morning. princi—
pally because the silver cord and
holly ran out.
Another night, we lnventoried
all the music in the house—~a big
closet packed full. Miss Hempel
had put a much requested song
back on the program. and there
was a certain phrasing marked ((3):;
course, that particular sheet of
music was out of place. and only
'9’: after hours of hunting was it
5 located on the topmost shelf. I
_ 3 announced the discovery from the
_ " peak of a wobbly stepladdcr.
' 1 Hempcl climbed
Miss
up beside me.
swished the sheet over. gave it a
fleeting glance and said: “Yes, (I
an
rushed back to the piano. Every
1 phase of her work is marked by
this infinite care; sometimes we
: '5 think of it as infinite pain.
When our Nightingale is in
town for a few days, we take up
~ an armful of photographs for her
to autograph -- the requests for
these come daily. By diplomatic
maneuvers, found to be effective,
we get her well started on inscrib-
' lug them, and Just when we think
the deed is done, she throws down
the pen, and says decisively:
“Now, that's enough for to-night.
Let‘s have some coffee." '
We wnylay her on strolls in
Central Park, and Just when we
are in the midst of a confidential
chat and surreptitiously getting
her decision on many pending
problems, she'slips away Into the
great silence, and to her, we no
longer exist. She is mentally
studying a new song. dreaming of
its possibilities; living again in an
opera role. Would she miss me if
I physically slipped away? My
conceit keeps me from putting it
to the test. I Just trail meekly
along and wish I had gone in for
shoeing horses instead of writing.
Lucky “Village Blacksmith," who
“each morning sees some task he—
gun; each evening sees its close."
Somebody always is telling Miss
Hempel about a wonderful book
that turns out to be not yet pub—
lished. or out of print. Brentanos
shudder when they see me coming.
And will we please—Hempel al-
ways says p l e a s e — send pic-
tures to "the lovely girl in Birm-
ingham," "the cunning children
who brought her the roses in Red
Cloud,” the “kind man in Milwau-
kee"—and so our address book
goes. She heard about a. charm-
ing new French song—“It goes
this way." she explains, humming
a few bars. and is sure. that I, who
cannot sing a note, will be able to
find it. And so on, indefinitely.
Mind you. these things eventually
are done—but do you wonder I
feel that the man who carried the
message to Garcia had rather ex-
plicit orders? '
A man wrote a book about the
South‘American Jungle, in which
he told of capturing several weird
birds and beasts that were to be
brought to the New York Zoologi-
cal Gardens.
“I wonder if they arrived
safely," mused Miss Hempel.
They did—I saw them.
I am an authority on growing
roses; I know why goldfish die;
why Mme. Pompadour changed her
hairdresser; all about spirits and
spooks. I am superbly ignorant
in matters of shopping, but every
bootmaker in New York is my per-
sonal friend. Weak as Miss Hem-
pel was from a slight attack of
the grip last Spring, she would not
consent to.canceling her Carnegie
Hall recital, but a pair of nearly
unattainable French last slippers
almost kept the hall dark after all.
Of travel stories. I could write
a book as big as the Oflctal Rail~
way Guide. Miss Hempel was to
meet Mr. Kuhn It the Jersey Cen-
tral Ferry one day. She accidently
arrived ahead of us. Just caught
an earlier ferry. and went on to
Reading. Pa.. without her tickets
other husband, while we waited
“Worried on the
:ng ”1 other side of
"'u'
i
We took three hundred dollars
in fresh crisp bills to the train-—
and forgot to give it to her! We
appealed to the far-famed Pennsyl-
vania stationmaster—the genial,
resourceful. “Bill" Egan, who
smooths the travel ways of the
queens of song, as well as of the
visiting queens and kings and
princes of foreign countries.
Less than two hours later. the
North Philadelphia Station Agent
paid his respects to Miss Hempel in
her drawing room, and presented
her with a handful of bills, equal
in amount to ours, but far more
crumpled, we fear. The idea
caught her fancy, and now she
doesn't care whether she ever has
a penny or not;
Miss Hempel is an excellent
traveler, and a good natured one.
but when the dates come thick and
fast and schedules are not all they
ought to be, we make a special
effort to entertain her en route.
We try to find something different
in magazines and books and candy
and card games, and brush up on
brilliant stories and conversation.
And when we are best fitted to
sparkle and fascinate, she usually
decides she will take it quiet, and
turning her back on us. she curls
up on the drawing room couch,
and peacefully suoozes all the
way. - -
Incidentally. never try to ex-
plain to a prime donna why a cor-
taln train she must take to keep a.
concert date doe s not carry a par-
lor car. In brief. never try to ex-
plain anything about travelling-~—
hleme it on the railroad.
The day of days was at the
Grand Central station. when the
“Frieda. liempel Concert Com~
pany" nervously waited at the
Twentieth Century gate for the
prima donna and the tickets. We
had all given up in despair when
there came a familiar trill, and
leaning over the balcony railing
above us, was a petulant prlmn
donna. Knowing she was late. she
had taken a short cut across the
station. and lost her way. We
got her down and through the
gate, and then we all rushed madly
down the long incline to the
train. The faster we rushed. the
faster she chattered: "Why didn't
we lookf—W'hy didn't we watch?
.Why didn't we know?” Mr.
Bos, Mr. Rodeman and myself kept
cutting in with: "but, Miss Hem-
pel ...... _" nevertheless she went
right on scolding like a magpie.
“Now, Friedl, stop! Please!"
urged Mr. Kahn. as he imploringly
waved to the conductor.
"I won’t stop." she flashed back.
and down stamped a furious 3‘,“
heel. "I want to be mad,———I
don’t want to get over it."
We usually have peacewperfect
peace—the day of the concert.
Niles Hempel stays in bed and
rests: sees no one; talks to no one.
We go in and out of her room, if
necessary, but we attend strictly
to our own knitting. But some-
thing upsetting nearly always hap-
pens Just before Miss Hempel first
goes on the stage; and the more
upsetting it is, the better the per-
formance goes. Nothing of any
consequence ever happens, Just
trifles light as air. but Hempel is
at concert pitch. But at the first
note. the clouds vanish, and Hem-
pel is her happy, sunny self again.
Interesting work—don't it? But
this isn't my work. I am the
active "Management of Frieda
I—Iempel." The court of last
appeal in all such matters, barring
our diva, is Mr. W. B. Kahn. who
presumes to consider his own busi-
ness quite as important as ours.
All I can say of Mr. Kahn is that
he is Frieda Hempel's husband,
and occasionally is referred to by
his own name. Greater .fame
‘ could no man dream of.
We had only eighty concerts
this sesson, and as many opera
and concert performances are
again before us. But. as Miss
Hempel says: “What is there to
putting on a concert? The man
signs the contract and I sing."
Truly. ignorance is bliss. What
should a songbird know of prin-
ters! strikes. and railroad strikes.
and express embargoes. or of the
million minor details of manag-
ing?
A. delightful whirlwind of activ-
ity. she is also a steady flame of
inspiration. With her countless
charming. inconsistencies; she
t'wtrls us all-around ber- e“...— ~
and we love to spin. I
go. .For an i
stroll? ‘Oh, no. We are
Fifth Avenuo'to attend to
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to the children.
very quickly became the victim of
that disease which lies in wait for
hungry folks—tuberculosis. With the '
knowledge that the children are well;
caredfor in a
someone to watch over them, arrange
foryeekly reports to the mother as
well as frequent
competent physician to detect
slightest sign of trouble. she is rapid-
ly gaining in weight and strength at
the sanitarium.
To continue this motherly service
until “mother" is
take up her home duties with per-
haps a light part-time job to insure
against overwork.
taking of the Norwalk Home Service
of the Red Cross.
THE HAGUE,
Holland has lifted a number of travel
restrict ions upon
have heretofore
considerable difficulties and annoy-
ances. The new
with the former compulsory registra-
tion in respect of American. British.
French, Italian
others from eastern countries, owing
Since the father's, death
with heart trouble three years ago,
Mrs. C. has worked not beyond her
strength to be both rather and mother
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