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The Princess Bertha Cantacuzene- -Sperensky. great— —granddaughter
. of cx- -l‘resldent Grant. who with her mother will unveil the memorial
' to the illustrious soldier and statesman in Washington on April 27.’
Besides the exercises in
simultaneously in Point
the national capital. ceremonies will be held-
Pleasant Ohio. the birthplace ofGen. Grant.
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TRIPLE EXECUIION IN IRELAND.
This picture is not so gruesome as it looks.
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Owing to the total
prohibition of firearms, the birds in Ireland are having things all
their OWn way and are raising
havoc with the crops.
A worried far-
mer uses these means to scare the pests away from his grounds.
It certainly is novel “execution.’
is
The Red
‘ as little cottage with its ex-
I vtensive grounds lay basking in
‘ 3 the white heat of the merciless
' August sun; it was early afternoon
‘ -and .3" nature was ahriveied and mo-
- tionlesa and still. so still that'two ex-
cited voices .echoed ominously in Miss
«Emili‘td- -ears' as she sat under the elec-
tric fan, dozing over her magazine.
_ The voles came from the tennis
, -» court and grew more distinct and om-
Inoua as they approached. and Miss
Emilia‘s gentle face became troubled.
even though she smiled.
"'You‘mak‘o me everlastingly sick."
declared an angry feminine voice.
'You‘ re always looking for something
to criticise. And when I play another
game of tennis with you. Dick Sam-3
pro—o"
_ _: ‘."Dont say it! You’ll only make me
1, laugh, and it hurts on a hot day. You
“know you can't play tennis. it's a
waste of time for-- you to try The
very fact that you went out there to-
.Iay with“ inndioy heels and
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against a palm. "You don't see Char-
lotto or Kath dolled up like the latest
fashion sheet. They know enough to
dress for the game. and they can play,
too."
“Oh. yes. one‘s sisters are models,
always!" The air fairly sizzles with
sarcasm,
breath.
"No. not because they are my nib
lers, either, but because you could get
a few sensible ideas from them.'lf you
wouli ."
“Well. I won’t; Neither from them
nor you, you hateful old preacher!"
"I'm not a red-head, anyway." [The
tone of his voice intimated relief.
It had come to the point where, if
flatirons and rolling ping had been
available they would have been taken
into serious consideration. As it was,
a racket went winging its way across ~
the lawn; having missed its target.
and the red- head disappeared Into the
house with a3 banging or doors.
Miss Emilia leaned out of mo .1!th
dow. 'What have. you done nowff’ she
asked in a stage whisper.
mammals-«grinned. «filth a lit-
tie toohot to m? ' ”In
a
(1 Cra'al""(.f(".
and Miss Emilia held her'
Helen liee Worthing. famous
stage beauty. is seriously ill after
taking blchloride ol mercury tab-
lets ln mistake for aspirin.
CLAIMS LEONARD‘s TITLE.
Philadelphia
lightweight and foremost run-
tender for the crown which Ben-
ny Leonardwears. has laid claim
to the lightweight championship.
No boxing title has been acquired
by forfeit since the Queensbcrry
rules were substituted for the
London code. which maintained
that every champion must defend
his title at least once every six
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Lew Tendler.
graphed outside the Royal
She group includes David
GOSH. NO!
Would you thin that the gentleman. pictured above In a woman?
Yes, and so would a great many more. He is a senior at Harvard. has
a voice like that of a prima donnn and plays the leading role in "it's
Only Natural" a play conceiied by the ilasiy Pudding Club of Bar-
vard University. of which he is a member.
yourselves. donl push or cromi
Ills name Is “av-nev- I‘
beau. anus-.5 women and lives in Philadelphia when not at school.
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Miss Emilia shook a warning finger at
him as he slumped disconsolately
around the corner of the house. and
she had just time to draw in her head
before the door opened and a small
girl. very warm and disheveiled, came
into the room and sank into an easy
chair.
wild confusion about her face, and
there was a long black smudge upon
one cheek.
Miss Emilia turned a page of her
magazine. and the whispering of the
paper wai the only sound in the room.
followed a moment later by a rageful
young voice.
“I know you are taking sides with
him! You always do, and I tell you.
Aunt Emilia. I' m going home. " .
"Dear. dear. have you been scrapping
again. Adrianne?" »
a difference of opinion. I know I
can't play tennis very well. I don't
like it, but he isn't going to hold his
sisters up to me as models." -
“What II” happened to you- (“go'-
and your skirt? I never kn!w anyone
I? not so battered up."
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70‘)“ a.) w”..‘ .9’):.‘ Q )
Her red hair was tumbled in‘
“Oh, not We never do that. it’s just-
DELEGATES AT 6
Delegates attending the Econo
Palace. w
THIS ISN'T A'3WOMAN'. BUT A MAN.
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[lanes is single. hasn't
By Joella Johnson
dizzy heels and grimmaced at her to-
ilectlon. "When you fall more .than
once in one day it laflikely to have a
disastrous effect upon your appear—
ance. isn't it?" she answered tartly.
Then she turned to Miss Emilia.
wistful pleading 'ln'her voice: T‘Aunt
Emy.3ls red hair so awful?"
“No. my dear; it isn't the hair, it's
the disposition that goes with it."_
"Hateful thing! I mean the disposi-
tion. of course. Aunt Emy. I believe
I'll go to town.“ »
“Shy clear or the champion nanni-
piayer. won't you?"
"I'll take care 0! him. "
Ilsa Emilia laid down her In
and laughed till the tears came. Just
before dark Adrianne returned- with
two mysterious bundles under. her
arm and a still more mysterious smile
on her face. Kiss mind cried out .in
diam when she carefully enrolled ope
mm “Adrianna, Adrianne, what
.oanyoubolbinkmgof.” .3 -> .
‘3'It's for more. The resyrreddeat.
». I could gas. and.
9-m- m—"hsn or seen s:
aat-rtitfibay-hi’h'.
v9»' saw-3»
zlhe'
undying the
fact match. Quite stunning. don’t you
think?" .-
"But my dear. with your hair!"
gasped poor little Miss Emilia. weak-
1!
"I got it especially for my hair. And
.yon' re going to help me make my coa-
tume tonight. like a dear thing}, ,
_ It was almost daybreak when the.
bloomers and middy were completed.
and it was a tired but triumphant girl
who slipped into bed Just as the first
cock was proclaiming dawn. The aft-
,ernoon found her decked out in scar-
let bloomera and mlddy blouse, with a
ribbon of the same brilliant hue ‘bind-
ing up her red curls. It was rather a
was weak with horror when Adrianne
appea'red radiantly in the doorway.
Young flamers, repentcat and ex-
haunted with the heat. came with. a
mic ConferenCe at Genoa. photo-
here the parley is taking place.
Lloyd George. Sir Lamina Worthington-
Now girls. if you behave
we will let you in on a little first
ENOA OUTSIDE RoYAI.‘ PALACE
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Schanzer, the Italian Foreign
Cobiat.
championship.
‘ ship.
player.
tle figure hailed him from the distance.
but be stoically chose to ignore her
array.
It was a frightful game. Adrianne
pranced about with absolutely no re-
gard for either the balls or Dick. The
afternoon sun beat relentlessly down
upon them. and it seemed the very
earth flung back scorching breaths of
boat. Dick's head began to swim. and
an end of that red ribbon on Adri-
anne's head waved like a malicious
.flnger with every movement. At last.
every vestige of self control bavibt
8119M away. he hung down his racket
and glared‘ at her. .
“haven’t you my sense?" he burst
out savagely.
"Kind of warm. don't you think so?"
(1an Adrianne. carefully Willi!!!
her face with a crimson handkerchief. 3
‘ "Isn‘t, your hair red enough to blind
a man. without dressing up like an
Indian in war paint!" ' "
“Is it?” She was. “rigorously: sweet,
shock to 0110‘l| nerves. and Mini, Emilia and her lowered éyfu were snapping cumming: snicker
"I’m rather. sensitive about my. bath.
you know.” 3, . , . __
Ordinarily Dick would havmrooog.
hired an delicacy of the situatmn and
u“,|
box or candy. and In. invitation to go. summon—me: in; m“!-
yciimmx.‘ and an. Issue" informed
bin tbat Adriannalwaa. waiting; for
himonthacoarta. '.
"He’lumoaawsn'm ..-
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Evans. Sir Robert Horne. Signor Facta the Italian Premier;
A CHIP OF THE OLD BLOCK.
Miss Glenna Coliett winner of the North and South women i r"
photographed with her fa'.ther
idence, R. L. himself a noted golfer. after she had won the ., 3
Last summer she defeated Miss Cecil Leillll Briiszn! S6?
lad}: Bmust‘ln" c0“ mud-
2 . 3 -' 3 ‘p
BAMIJWMLZ} r) smasm.mamm ' ..
Minister; Signor Bass”. an 2-1
George Iolieit 0’ P"
hiampm
trail of white dust in hers wake Al
soon as he could get his bearings Did
was after her in wild pursuit. ‘1]
Caught her in the shrnbiwry. she 333
crying. great angry tea ms ital in
dark splashes on the red m: dd» 5‘0““
"I hate you Dick Somers. 13'"
those paragon sisters of yours. I0"
and I'm going home right now" 33’
Once out of the sun Dicks sail
returned. He considered hi! 03W);
tunlty and decided in laser of ‘dtl'
he lifted her in his arms and 1:13
cheek against the red silk
above the riotous curis. 3 333'
"Why. Adrianne, you mess you “3
us all—mo more than an”;
y'ou re never going home he Smut
“Dick Somerst” gasp ped Abba”
"put me down this instant.
Aunt Emy should see US'
“Lot's go and tell her."
“Tell her what?"
Dick’s face beam
the ribbon. and Adrianne rm ‘
her in“ I 33'
fill color. I)
e alumst u ”d“
f‘I m we'll tell
rod is the moat bull“
world," -decided DICK
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