RSDAY.MARCH1,1§23: _ j
Clzildrén ’3 Corner
.lzick Daw in Balloon Land
‘1‘}. 11,...27... Elton Story by Hal Cochran
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.10.:"5 part it pleased the stranger. “I see that you
. ' he said. "I like little boys who tract dumb ani-
. W. you that I mean it. I am going to buy you all the bal-
l. .., .1 ho put his hand in his pocket to get some money.
dug,
vl Mn,- stranger. “how would you like to have all of the
HM] man has?" "0h, nnc." shouted Jack. "All right."
x. HM money, and you lake the balloons." The balloon
; and he handed the balloons to Jack. Then came a. big
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an mvics‘" ‘2
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- l or the group of balloons t
. wily bad» time to know whatwns going on before his l'cct
l: .mwmmi like great fun to Junk. Then Flip made it jump
: x.l.l:=lrr's l'illll lull, and he. too. was carried away. (Continued).
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urprising Disappointment
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liluck l’ussy’s S
By Thornton W. Burgess
By sad experience I'oo been taught
To eat no Mono until his caught.
--Blsck Pussy.
:n s little hole in tho
, - =.. s tree in tho id Or-
" . f - another little ole beside
f» ' =-u.rtml 3 yo 3 Meadow
~ 'n v.1" quite sure that it wos
. wifl- thing to do. He had
‘ ' ‘ ' 7mm with his hood Ollt
r . Iiiiio hoio wotching Ind
'1. ll.» had soon no sign of
' *mln't seen Block ussy
.: luck of thst troo.'l1o
.3 . it rommn for scompofin
' if other hole. Ho wonto
“ ‘ for fun. Ho wss tired
.,' liimllt in his “t“. tun-
liw snow, and wanted I.
'1‘ on top. So, suro thst
ho scampercd over the
'l in ‘ on his short legs could
7W1 :l' fr
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gurr._.,or_«~q-.< .
"it instant after he It‘nd
. sprang after him. 0 Wt ”up; he started
. . , r» .nidenl that‘sho had 1“" 9’”
'" '1 byg silrprize, and Infill. M PM" WM aim ha”
1; l a little. But_Bis.ck'Pnssy
"' m’ lum. She know this ho
. ”Hilly reach slfoty help?!
’H’r'h le. Tho instont sho
I .. .‘itlin Mouse sow hor. sud
fl '4. :mk of fright he an hi. i
yellow 1:ycs giant: gott that
mWithtovo no: rs so
i’ “Mild ponnco orny that whot had 11-1) “'4‘ Ykou 1°: 3;:
., And then suddenly thst hsdn’t-known fit Spooky W" him
i; "lflmwnrod. Yes. sir. thst whoro mood. Th“ 9t; :m poo,
' “-‘llzlll‘nrcd completely. Just slight in thst tro'o '11 My but
.’ " "'l‘ rr‘ndy to spring on him ounl 30"“ in h ' cowgiw w“ so
. ‘ “W Something very like lock Puss! '“ ”‘5"? ht out Then
‘ rl swept across the snow sum lb. fim‘gf‘gif "I (ll 1’
L hnr' and With it“ pufiing 12:93. tagooky. Sho crouched there
" hud dissppcorod. I m‘ n hint. our!“
gpoob
sumo
in: “toy from oln‘lost un-
h::uhl:: iv‘ory noso. Then with “tho
oor littlo House in his clows ho had
h t on up into tho troo Just beyond.
over there woo on ostonished
Cot on: Block Pussy. At
didn't undorstond st all
{camagrw—r»,
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hissed.
., . ‘le had been watching born in hill and
. ‘ ."W’ in his home in o troo VII 41““ “ sun! so “I
. ‘ .‘ ilo had seen thlt you“ P“
mo his hand out of his hols
" ll'fl‘w. He had soon him even
'7 1- Mk Pussy hsd. Spooky had
’3 ""Uls‘ to fly the instont tint
1“," Pf'wrri. Tho ry second ihlt
. .‘-’ “We storte to run Spooky
H-n doorway on switt. noisolool
“H“, had movod more uickly
. .-.'_""" Pussy had. 30 t woo
“ .“ 4" M Rlnck Pussy Ind thought
.,Q_""'J=.nb.., that Spooky tho
do" the p60! was
Hoots hod nothing to so shoot it.
Ho hung limp and motto o.
(W loss. by 'r. w. 3m).
. “to on that con flonu. Tho Bdrm?” mm “‘3‘“
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f‘ ‘ '- "'mn before it is entirely sometimes o. was below the 15-1“-
V'f‘ 77" I'rt-vent this place I. dish “I". bfl‘wn’ ““9””: an ‘mia, 0:
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he Evening ' ‘Sent‘inellg- - .
rtcd carrying him. up
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MOVIE— A FELLOW NEVER~ .
BY JAMES “H DEAN
Talking to Antonio Moreno is raili-
er disturbing to a. follow with sctl
notions on how success ls attained.
Most of the plctm'e stars .1 have
interviewed sound like so many Bab—
bltts. They make vague, nebulous
remarks about ambition. hard work
and then paradoxically speak of the
new heights they hope to attain. al-
though they have given you the im:
SCOTTY, THE ARTIST, SKETCHES ANTONIO )lORENO AND THE
NE‘V MRS. MORENO. ‘
m DAILY scum _
"""fii;’” -~
iiiiz‘mollls
pression that they fire smugly satis-
fied with themselves. I
Moreno is smugly satisfied with
himself. lie says so frankly.
“I saved my money and invested in
stocks and lost most of it, but. I stuck
to it and my fortune turned the other
way," he ‘told me. ”Now I've got
enough to live on the rest of my life
without worrying and I'm man‘led
and happy, ace. And that's enough.
isn‘t it?"
ADVENTURES OF THE '.l?WIINS——._/____.__1
0129- Up- One-D0 wn
By Olive Roberts Barton
BY OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON
A. most amazing thing happened.
Nancy and Nick crossed the wide.
wide river safely and thought that all
they had to do was to walk right up
to King Jock Straw’s palace (who
wasn't king at all). push open the
door (made of a. double flvc domino)
and put him out. ' ‘
Then MlXoUp Land would turn
back into Apple-Pic Land as it used
to be. and King Even-Steven. the
real king, wouldn’t have to go 'round
with rags over his velvet clothes, like
a. beggar. *
That's what the Twins thought.
But it wasn't what happened.
Here's what happenod.
The domino house made a big jump
and landed on top of a steeple and
struck there and no one could get.“
it.
"Now look!" cried.Nancy. pointing
at the strange sight. “All our trouble
for nothing!"
“I should say so,"
stamping his feet. “That rogue. Jack
Straw, must have turned the magic.
ring on his left thumb again." i
declared Nick.
It was n rabbit who was talking.
“That's just what happened!" said
a voice. "I saw him do it. And he
gave it an extra turn for good luck."
Nancy lokcd and Nick looked and
they both looked. It was a. rabbit
who was talking—1. rabbit with one
car up and one car down. ‘ He went
calmly on with his nibbling when
the Twins looked at him. He was
nibbling green roses on a. pink rose
bush. .
"\Vlio are you. sir?" asked Nick,
”and how do you know so much?"
“I'm called One-Up-and-Onc-
Down." said the rabbit. “and I know
what I know. It‘s a. dead secret and
I'm not allowed to tell. but I’ll tell
you. That's what secrets are for.
Just‘to tell. I know so much because
I'm not a. rabbit at all. I’m a person.
a. really magnificent person, or I was.
I was King Even~Stcven's cook. I was
changed to a. rabbit when Apple-Pie
Land was changed to MixJJp La.nd.1
used to bake the apple pies.”
“Oh, we'd like to help you." said
kind Nancy.
. (To Be Costllnucd)
(Copyright, 1923. NEA Service, Inc.)
DRAWINGS _ BY Bum HOW
DRAWFUN N IES
vunsns BY sun coconut
Drow in the missing lines and then color the picture
,more Spanish parts,r.see.
Well, welll. How about this fellow's
contribution to art?’ Isn’tviho going to
help uplift tho _acreen? Hasn't he a
great itch to act one certain charac-
ter, something thatiwill hand his name
down to posterity} as one of the great-
est artists of his time? Most of them
jabber gway 9n those, lines.
I as}: him what. his pet ambition is.
what role” helm long looked forward
to acting. . . ‘
“Anfllllngtjmbsuits me.” he an-
swers. “Spanish preferred. see. They
tell me that I'm topics in ‘Don Scour
do "Bazan' and ,t‘hnt‘il be about as good
as I evcrigot.’ Once I played in “The
Tarantula.’.That was Spanish and lots
0; letters I got. so I asked to play
They’d listen
to gas and tell me they appreciated
whit“): say. nee, butithe'y know their
Germans. Scotchmens.‘ Englishmens—
everything I play but what I look
like."
"Why did Jyoti?" I interrupt.
"Well, I don't use 'my head much.
I do' my thinking 'here," he answers.
placlnk; his hand over his heart. "You
see. all or us Latin people are like
that. We do what the heart says, see.
"I liked Mr. Smith of Vitag'raph. My
affection for those-people was very
much. That's why I .didn’t change
when other people asked me, see. Now
my nflection for! Mr. Lasky and the
Paramount people is growing very
much.» I think I'll like them. even
more some day than I did the Vita-
g‘raph people. '
"One time I was offered $1,000 a.
afraid to change. ace.
came to New York to talk
sec.
“.llrlayboii! I had made achange
Eooner I'd be a big star.
I'm not fixed s'o bad;'see.'
buslnccs best. 80'! .play Irishmens. ‘
week. much more than I was getting. ‘
but it was a now company and I was
’One time I
to Mr.
Lasky about changing, but he didn't .
understand me or I didn't understand
him. so I chtrback to the old job,
Now they
tell me I must start all over and may-
be some day I'll have a. big place. But surely will grow in popularity as the
I want to winter wanes.
keep on working and doing my best.
but I didn’t know when to mako a
change. see." . ' .
O O O - ‘
Yes, I saw. The world is full of
men who don’t know when to make a
change. Some don‘t change jobs
when they,shoud and some change
when they shouldn't. And success in
almost any old calling is, after all,
largely a. matter 9: luck. '
Antonio Moreno is the handsomest
'man I ever beheld. He is a. creature
of circumstances. Fate cast him in
a. vocation where at present ‘good
~I-Ie is elemental. he is ruled by his
.emotions. his passions.
star. The star came down and
booked up to him.
Codfish Balls
A LENTEN DISH
BY BERTHA E. SKAPLEIGH
0! Columbia University.
Put two cups of raw potatoes. cut
into large, pieces. and a. cup of salt
codfish separated into email bits. in
a. kettle, cover them with boiling
water and cook until the potatoes are
soft ' '
Drain the water of! thoroughly,
mash the potatoes and fish. and mid
two tablespoons of butter, an eighth
teaspoon of pcper and an egg, slight-
ly beaten.
Beat thoroughly and, if at all moist.
place in a. warm place and allow it to
stand until evaporated.
' Drop by spoonfuls into deep fat.
but enough to brown a piece of bread
in 40 counts. '
Orgnndle Frocks
Very sheer white Vorgandie. em-
;broidored in peasant colors an de-
signs, is very popular for collars and
cuffs for the new spring frocks. En-
tire fi'oc‘ks of embroidered organdle‘
(Moreno didn’t hatch his chaiot to n.
~Drain on paper and serve very hot.
avenue is showing felt hats entirely
'for spring.
gay flowers. ribbon bows and color-
'fu1 fruits. For the most part the;
are small clocho shapes. _
Lemon “’ln Help ‘
After you have cleaned your chic!“
on or any other foul for baking. rub
the inside With a. piece of lemon be-
‘fore the dressing is put in; It has I.
surprising good etrect.
, Stylish Sleeves
Sleeves can't be too long these days.
When they have gone as far as they
date with the material. they are quite
The other extreme. of course. is to
eliminate the sleeve entirely.
Distinctive Brim
One smart little felt hat makes itself
distinctive by having a. three tiered
brim instead of just one. But it Show:
it sense of restraint by doing without
other ornamentation.
Celery Flavors Soup
Save your celery tops and dry them-
by putting into glass jars. They will
make an excellant flavor for the stew
or soup.
EXIT—THE COXSTABLE AND
SQL’IRE.
The Highway Commission of Mary-
land has 20 paid motorcycle deputies.
who patrol the State and have the
power to make. speed traps and cause
arrests. thereby eliminating the
“grafting" constable and rural squire.
INSURANCE FROM STOLEX CABS.
The Appellate division of the Su-
preme Court in Brooklyn. N. Y., has
handed down a decision which holds
that insurance companies must pay
for wear and tear on motor cars while
the automobiles are in the hands or
thieves.
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Here 'i: the first story
counted the remarkable
. ries since “Sharla
Michael Begins His Star
‘ Grcyes sud myself—km:
new series of mystery-sol
duo}. or perhaps I shoal
vendetta. between N o r on n
in Mr. Oppenheim's s lendid
ving stones. in told is re-
ply-suit of Michael Sayers. fa-
mous international criminal. by Sir Norman Greyes.
{ormerly of Scotland Yard. Sayer-33's sought by the po-
ice of many countries for operatzons under a dozen
aliases. Groves" chase unfolds itself in a series of nar-
ratives of compellin igtfirest, the greatest detective sto-
0
mos.” Be sure to follow the
Oppenhcim stories in this paper.
return to tho m which he had
abandoned. Indoupmyxnind then
that it over tho timo onmo when I
shouldbothoorbiurothh {stonin-
mohauldhavonoquortor.
W
wn
thfl.
undo:- nmny aliases but christened
merino! Buyers—began on tho morn-
ing of tho third of Novombor. oorno
you-o ogo, whoa I left my suburban
homo st Brlxton to catch my usual
trolntothocitv.ondtoundxnyool£
confronted upon tho povomont with
the ixnmedlato chances of lite or
death.
I~wlll odmit that I woo taken by
surprise» Every mu st Scotland
Yordwuknowntomobyuomoond
reputation. and I won pox-hotly con-
. . 1 .. ‘.
Thostreotwuosbortono.s.nd
within so yords of o bustling
thoroughfare. Novortholeos at that
early hour there woro not mony poo-
plo about. and as it W trons.
nix-ed. witnesses of tho spirited tow
seconds which tollowod woro shnost
non-existent. It bu always boon
my prindplo‘ that tho best form or
defense is mmpt stuck. While tho
inspector. thorotoro. stood with his
vinoodinrny
rwasnoouobthotmnch
«savoring. in no. tho reputed
Put-'10:."Joothor brokor for . "8:.
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most accomplished and daring almi-
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' own misc-chum hohdn-owornmtormyorrosul
mod but. shothisn through tho right shoulder.
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ru’nm’ SURPRISE. ’1
nod would hnvo alien
Berdmondfloy. Ind tho mot and in sum tolopnono
than.
no! or modern times. Irknow at Ihovoolwmmoinmnodthottho
‘ Wheaten”! is an unjustly
W... 1 ~
mum .:: ' -
tho bond of grids! had over
minced. adjusted o pair of dark
spootacles and math my exit.
There was somo commotion :2: m
street outside. and tho heckled
young lady behind the counts: bold
sonn‘ t attention to mo.
"Tho telephone acrvico doom ‘t [a
any better." I sold pies-July. “It's
taken too 1193er ten minutes to get
two numbers."
Sbo ocooptod my oompklnt with
unanimity. Her ottcntlon m on.
on tho street outsido. g...
‘Whatioit? Ann?” Ink-6.; ‘33
Bho shook hor hood. '~:
"I don't know.” sho onsworod.
I thoreupon made my way into tho
street. There was s. little crowd in
Woollu-ton Road. and a motor ombu—
hnco come dashing up. I strolled
along the broad thoroughfnro until I
sighted o taxicab. I hailed the man
and hesitated for o moment. glanc-
ing up at tho sky. .
“hltuolattokoopflnof'lmoo
the deror. ‘
Ho considered tho point for o sno-
ment. "Don't Issuer marr- much
moro ruin about. gum." ho ro-
plied.
‘Thon drive to 3mm mu 8th
tion." I directed.
7 From Strontium Hill I mvoiod to
London Bridge by tho electric nib
m. and tram London erdgo I
took s taxi to Wows-loo. mm Wo-
torloo I taught tho ton-fan: troin to
Brookwood. cud trom tho hotel there.
where I paused for some slight ro-
troshmont. I ongaged o. taxicob to
drivo no to Linksidc. the country
retro-x of. o certain Mr. James Stan-
field. slanted on tho triage or!
Woklnz Golf Links. Willlnm. my
monorail-work. was digging in tho
gnrdon. and welcomed no with tho
bucolic indifloronco or his clon.
Janet. his niooo. odmittod mo
promptly to tho honoo sad roeoivod
my unexpected visit with I connect-
on lock of curiosity that won I. hori-
toga or her corner training so pom-
lor-xnosd. She lit tho fire in tho llttio
sitting-room and listened to my tow
coma-rim with unperturbablo pleas-
antness. Yet on thst morning. poo-
haps moro than any other in my
life. I felt a shadow of nominal
concerning Janet. I watched her in
silence. stooplng over the ilro. o
young woman with a figure when
perfection her ill-fitting corsets and
clothes tailed altogether to concool.
pale o: complexion. with inn-ospoo-
tivo. anew-colored eyes. cioso~llpped.
and with o. mass of Well-brush“
glossy brown hair. When she stood
up. 0. little flushed with her exas
tions. she hood mo (or o moment.
waitingtorordexn. Immanu-
ccptiblo man. but it struck no to:
tho first tirno thot the girl wu more
than ordinarily gooddooklng.
S'Nothing has ham. nod dicing my
absence. Jonot‘i" I inquired.
"Nothing at on. sir.” obo "plied.
“Nobody about"
“There was 3 ate-collector.“
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“Did you tell him!“ -
“I do not how ii. sir." m to-
mlnded mo quietly. ‘
I- removed niy glosses and polished.
then. I In: on expert physlogao-
mist. but tho girl's impunfiity honed
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Felt Hats '4 -
One of the smartest shops on Firth »
They are trimmed with ’
apt to add frills oi: lace or chiffon. '
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