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.TWO HOPE STAR, HOPE, ARKANSAS Friday, Septetnb'er 0,1038 Star of Hope 1«»9;&*M», 1927. =fc«iaolldalrt-January.41,. l«f. 0 Justice, Published ., tag. . . «X £ Pdlflwr & Alex. H. WialkbUfn), at The Star building, 212-214 South filnut street, Hope, ArkanaM. C. C. PALMER, President •A&BX.-B. WA8HBURN, Editor and Publtohm Associated Press .(NBA)—Means. Newspaper Enterprise Ass'n. Subscription Rale (Always Payable In Advance): By city carrier, per weefc ltd; per;month Kc; ;.one year jfff.50. By mall, in Hempstettd, .Nevada, • Ho-vrard, Miller and LaFay«tte < counties; !flSO per year; elsewhere $6.40. at The -Aasotktett iPrets: The -Associated Preat \s mtltfedtto the use for republication of all news dispatches credited,to it or act pthetwlsJ credited In this paper.and,also tie local news.pUbUShfd'hereto. Charges on Irtbdtes, lEtc.: >Charges .will 'be made for all .tributes, cards it thanks, resolutions, tor .memorials, .concerning the .departed. Commercial sewspapei's-hold to tthls policy in-the hews columns to protect then- readers Vomss deluge > of space-taking memorial*. The Star disclaims responsibility 'or the safe-keepins or return of any unsolicited manuscript*- W^lcome iPartties —Mirrors of a Nation get an idea of the kind of world Europe has built for itself these days'by noticing just what it is that they warit:to,rnake,nn impression. Admiral IHorthv .visits Germany, and what does he see? Miles of warships, fleets of airplanes, long: ranks of soldiers; the might of'.war, ready so swing into action at the nod of a dictator's head. (Having seen, he is duly impressed: no one else, apparently, had anything quite as .fearsome to show him. And ; it is l juat possible that therfuture histoi'y of Europe may -—in > part,"at:least—swing on the impression which these war- like'little'playthings-made-on the boss of Hungary. To say .all of that.is simply to say that^Europe today is a mad world, >in which the best energies and the most earnest thinking'.af the leaders < of :all the great nations are devoted to that one subject—>war. * * * <IN A .happier -time, .no -one would think that the most im- 1 -poriant'things'which.a nation<could display to an important visitor were . : its warships and its fightiner m en. Instead, the natural.impulse.would'be to exhibit:thoserthings which showed ho.w -well 'the'country's people were getting along: the -rich farmlands, |the 'thieving -business houses, .the great factories, • the universities and the scientific laboratories.and .the (treasure houses of art.andiliterature. A country rich in such things would,be.a i proud<GQuntry.: l a'Country which lacked them would feel theilack:keenl t y,'knowing that its citizens were not getting as much'of/a'break aslhey ought toibe getting. For the objects of national striving are, after all. fairly simple. A .government exists ito Censure its people a decent chance at ''life,;liberty:and'the'pursuit'Of 'happiness'"; it is the instrument ithrough -which they live together as a social and economic ainit, and its one excuse for 'existence is that it enables ihe imto 'live in .peace and security while they try, each man according to his.ta'Vlents, to win a little'happiness. * * * B UT in;a world which lives under the shadow of war, that ceases to be -true. 'The well-being 'of rthe -ordinary man .is forgotten,.thea; whether .he is .getting^ fair 'break >in 'his pursuit of happiness ceases to be-important. All ihat matters is that nothing''be overlooked in the .preparation for war. And the ordinary-man (who payssthe'bills for the -whole business) becomes.a.person cwhoJs used .by his government .rather than the person 'for whose sake the 'government 'exists. Thatiis the .kind.of world Europe is today. That is why Admiral TTorthy looked at ships and.guns and planes, on his •visit-to'Germany. Those are ithe-attributes by which modern European nations.-are judged. And as long as those things are f he most 'important -things in Europe,'the lot of the ordinary European will continue.to'be unhappy. The Potomac Won't Be Quiet for Long fc**»*j»fc.(«»i»t«» ;-3\f-- r^" *T*-»^.•*»•«'• ww* tNiiW* ,'..ii-*v~. . . .... J -... _. . _^. . - ..-. ._, . •- *** 'One-Piece Sound and Fury ' A NUMBER of things could'be done to .tidy up the .American \:'f\ political.cam.pajgn. such as abolishing.85 per cent of the '•/candidates, ibut ; onevof "the simplest steps—streamining the p-eneral shane—has already ibeen taken in one quarter and . •' -deserves to-be emulated elsewhere. South -Carolina did a -little streamlining as .far 'back as '1892. A law was .passed -requirinpr<all candidates for provernor . and senator toidorfcheincarnpaigning together, from the same 1 platforms at ihe same times. The advantages of such:a scheme are apparent at once. Naturally it makes the campaign .hotter and gives it more form..fut.thei:e-are other advantages. It enables the people, for instance, to take it from both camps Vat-once, in-one.dose.'which is considerably milder punishment than having the vtorture dragged out over a long period. And when one candidate undertakes to'demolish the argument of .another, it's easier for the .people to remember whether the other one actually made that argument in the first nlace. Probably "the greatest advantage, however, is the oppor- ; tunity the set-up gives both candidates to win a few votes. The opposition's sunport has to sit there listening. As it is, the candidates in-other states spend most of their time making impassioned pleas to people who came to listen because they'd already -made up 'their minds the candidate was worth listening to. iiy Doctor OC. Ajr DE. MOKK1B FIBHBCDt Utter, Jomal at the American Medical AMoetattoo, mut «| , the HMlth not only improve the comfort of a room, but permit a great reduction in the size of the heating equipment that is necessary to make the house comfortable. 0r. Yaglou believes that the usual variations of humidity in homes dur< ng the heating season are relatively- unimportant for comfort. There seems to be no evidence that artificial humid- fication is absolutely necessary for icalth, except in rare cases. 'If, however, a new home is being constructed, it becomes a simple matter to arrange for artificial humidification in connection with the heating equipment. Four-fifths of England's forests were depleted during the World War. By Olive Roberts Barton School Now Gives An Adult Mentality Early, But Immature Emotions There is no question about the improvement of school systems everywhere, both public and private. Both have explored new ways to reach the child's best interests, with very few exceptions, and today's mther, ,1 hope, recognizes the fact that her children have opportunities far beyond anything dreamed-of 2CT years ago. I am, however a great rooter for jthe old-time school. I believe there was more appreciation, for-one thing, and then I look back on Its arbitrary methods a little kindly. Children learned facts for the most part, but oh, how these facts stuck Some way or other it was brone in on each child that knowledge was a very precious thing. It was n privilege to learn. There was no compulsory education up A Book * Day By BrtK* Cotton ?ho Outlines A Wn.v nf Innrtlnn Not long ago Virginia Woolf received three letters, each of which contained H request for the donation of.a guinn to furthed n specific cuse. One of the letters came from the treasurer of a woman's college, one of them cnme from the treasurer of society seeking to obtain employment for professional women, and one of them came from the treasurer df a society which asked her opinion of how war might be;prevented. Mrs. Wolff answered the 'letters and acceded to the request. ;ln her letters, however, she tried to explain the terms upon which the. guineas were sent, and these three letters make up the contents df her latest book, "Three Guineas" (Hoi-court, Brace:?2.50). The letters delve deeply Into the implication of the three requests, and the .writer looks quizzically about the contemporary scene and discusses war and peace, politics, the education, careers and economic freedonm of women. Jier ultimate conclusion Is that the great chance for the modern women in the modern world lies in a program ol inaction in concert with her sisters. Mrs. Woolf suggests the formation of n Society of Outsiders, but by this she does not mean or imply that 'the modern woman should remain either ignorant of ar indifferent to the world today and Its problems. To the peace .society she writes: "We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words anil following your methods but by finding new words and creating new methods. We.can best help you to.pre- vent war by remaining oilLside your society but co-operation with its aim." The modern American woman will not find It possible to accept Mrs, Woolf's findings in their entirty bc- couso of the obvious dlferences between the positions of the women in the two countries. But every word of •the book is worth reading and con- sidering.—E.M.T. to 1C or 18. , To go back through the years, I remember well that 1 was still reading pages haltingly and fearfully about ladies with fine fans and bunnies with cotton tails, when I was in the third grade. Recently a boy under KG von, read to me from the newspaper astonishingly well. Here is the difference. Today's schools realize that mental powers are stimulated by variety, and they open wider fields to a child's view. Their curriculum is twice as interesting as before. The approach to study takes into consideration child nature and the likes and dislikes of children. Indeed, although I believe the interest- motive somewhat overdone at times, it has taken school. SERIAL STORY PHOTO FINISH BY CHARLES B.'FARMER COPYRIGHT. 1S3B NBA SERVICE."INC. CAST OF CIIA.UACTEHS MN'DA. CJORDOX — Ill-mine. She? «avi- up Manhattan to return to her Rim' f*riiNS. innn. ill' would- trive lil» iinythiiij? for Linda. IrXflMO SANDY — ImrKi'imui. lie tvmilil privM up anytliin^:, too, for A f£oo<l lini'Ht'. MO.VI'H 111 I.I. — rli'h rnciiiK devotee. lie :il.so wanted Linda. * * * YeHterday: Linda prels 1>vo inorr flMNlKnnif nlN on tilt* Ntrengrtli of her llrHt slory. Then Itrnce enllx to NII>- he want* In Hee her lihout tioldeu Toy. CHAPTER XI HPHERE was no beating about •^ the bush with Linda. "What's this about asked, the Golden Toy?" she instant she greeted Relation of Temperatures Outdoors and Indoors Decides Home Comfort (This is the second of thre articles by 'Dr. Fishbein in which he discusses the relation between housing and health.) In connection with new improve. ments .in housing throughout the nation, special attention is now being given to methods df heating and ventilating the places in which we live. As has been pointed 'out by Dr. C. C. Yaglou of 'the Department of Industrial Hygiene in the School of Public Health of Harvard 'University, we heat our homes not in order to warm up the occupants but rather to prevent or control'the rate of loss of heat from the'bodies of the-occupants. Thus we produce a condition of comfort at the lowest possible-temperature of the air that will prevent contrast of the air in the room with that outside. We are concerned not -only, then, with the heating system, which is just one-half the problem, but also with the kind of building materials that make up the walls, floor, and the ceiling. Our feeling of warmth depends -not only on the temjwrature of the air Bruce Reid ford on the hotel's mezzanine. "First—my thanks to you." His shoulders straightened; he looked her squarely in the eye. A change had come over him; he seemed soft no longer. "Thanks—for what?" she asked. "For waking me up." "How—waking you up?" "When I found you were a rom- pelitor I went to work too. I filed my yarn last night. Did you?" She nodded. Reached out, took his hand. "Sit down here." She drew him to a couch half-hid in the shadows. "I'm glad, Bruce, that you came to bat. Our yarns will be printed the same week. I—I didn't want to , scoop you, because of what you did for Uncle," she looked up into his eyes. "What did I do?" he asked innocently. "You gave him back a batch but also on the temperature of, the surfaces of the room in which we happen to be—surfaces which take up heat from the body if they happen to be much colder than the body itseH. Dr. Yaglou points out that in a home that is properly insulated the temperatures of the walls exposed is just a few degrees below the temperatures of the air. Comfortable conditions, therefore, can be had with air temperature between 69 degrees F. and 73 degrees F. in the very coldest weather. If, how- \ ever, a home is poorly built, it may | be uncomfortable even with the tern- j perature at 75 degrees F., or even at 80 degrees F. in cold weather. Not only do the cold walls and windows produce excessive radiation of heat from the human body but they also chill the air and alllow much leakage of outside air through cracks and crevices. The cold air will fall to the floor and chill the feet, while the warm air is pushed up by natural processes to the ceiling. For this reason suitable insulation of the walls, windows, and doors will of notes you could have collected." "Oh, that," he shrugged shoulders, as if it were nothing. "Uncle told me he had left one last note downtown, for me to get it. He died that night; the trust company beat me to his desk. Found to them— finally I cussed — but they it. I talked yelled and wouldn't give it up. So they called Mister Sandy in. I couldn't stop 'em—" His voice trailed off. "Bruce, you were a peach!" * * * TMPULSIVELY, she leaned over; her lightly. lips touched his cheek His face flamed red. "Aw, say!" he mumbled, embarrassed. He got to his feet. Frowned down at her. "I was going to say something about Golden Toy, wasn't I?" She nodded up at him. "Just this," he put his arms akimbo a moment, "i know Brown Donald. You don't — wait!" He spoke cjuickly, dropping his arms, as her face grew tense. 'aTust want to say, if the two of you can't agree— on anything — such as — as — whether to make a lepper gi a Hal-runner out of him — " "He's a flat-runner," she said quickly. "All right. Then if you bust up about the color of the cheese in the moon—well, I've .got 50 cents or so. I'll buy his share; and let you campaign him, while I write. Fair enough?" She shook her head. "There'll be no trouble between us," She got up. "Donald and I—everything's lovely." He looked at her quizzically. "Lovely?" he repeated. She nodded. "I'm driving to Berwyn this afternoon—to see tomorrow's cup race." "Oh!" He bit his lips. "Well, be seeing you at the Downs. Going to make my headquarters in Louisville for a spell. S'long!" He walked off, without looking back. She heard him clatter down the marble steps— * * * "OEFORE nightfall she came to a community of large estates; owned, not by native horse folk, but by millionaires who set themselves up in the English tradition: with hunling lodges, privale steeplechase courses behind well- guarded walls. Long shadows had fallen over Ihe rolling hills when Brown Donald in while slock, light sports coat and riding breeches, swung inlo Ihe inn's low-roofed main room. "Linda!" Ihe name came nalurally to his lips, as he seized both her hands. He look her to dinner, driving in his roadster lo an eating house j a league down the .country road. "Golden Toy will make—" he began, as Ihey ale heavy beefsleak and kidney pie. "Nol a jumper," she broke in quickly, bul smiling at him. "He's a flal-runner, Don." (She fell so al home wilh him!) "We're going afler Ihe Jockey Club Slakes at the Downs next month. He's had a bit of training." He thoughl a moment. "Maybe you're right," he conceded. "Slill, I wanled lo own my own jumper You see—" Dinner forgol, he leaned over Ihe lable, poured himself oul to her: "I'm of the unwanted genera- lion, Linda. Came oul of college lo sell bonds, only Ihere're no people lo buy 'em. Nobody wanled a well-lurned-oul chap like me. So, I knew a bil o! horses—I'm lucky wilh 'em—and I began riding for friends; winning gold cups." Her face sobered. He sensed somelhing. "You've heard Ihings —aboul me. Haven'l you?" She nodded. Said: "Bul I didn 1 believe Ihem." "You heard," his thin lips se in a slraighl line an inslanl, "lha I'm kept by Merle—whose horses I ride?" Again she nodded, her lace drained of color. He grimaced. "Let's be honest —between each other. It's true—• in a way. I stay at her house While riding in this section; and she did pay my hospital bills last spring when I come a cropper at Pinehurst. But I swear I've never taken a dollar—except for expenses. I'm—I'm just a retainer, in the English sense. Now you understand why I want this Golden Toy to—to make me a free man? If we can win a big stake, then buy one or two more horses —get a winning stable—come on, let's go out in the moonlight!" * <* + A BRUPTLY he got up, carried her out to his car. "Now that you know what a bum I am," he began, as they drove off, "object to being my partner?" "Object?" She put her hand on his arm an instant, leaned toward him. "Don, I understand!" Ha moved his arm to shift gears—• drove on, turned Into a wooded lane. "There's a spot down here" —he didn't finish the sentence; slowed up to tool around sharp curves. Then abruptly they came upon it: A rising knoll; beneath it .a tree-lined lake, shimmering like liquid silver in the moon's rays. "Come," he said, stopping, and taking her hand. He led her to a live oak, with branches drooping down into the wavelets. "I've always wanted to sit here —with someone," he told her, as he laid his coat on the grass for her. "I'm glad it's you." His arm around her—lightly, in friendly fashion—clouds scurrying across the moon—rustle of leaves in the night breeze—purple hills beyond the water—not a light on the horizon— His arm dropped; he looked away. He spoke huskily, so low that she scarcely heard him: "I—I wish we'd met two years ago." One hand on. the grouijd, she was leaning closely to him. "But there's always the eternal now," she whispered. For a long moment he did not answer. Below them wavelets lapped against stones somewhere, far off, a cricket chirped. Again he was looking at her— wistfully, as if she were precious and beyond his grasp. "You're lovely—lovely, and as gossamer as moonlight and dreams." His arms reached out for her; he found her lips. A dark cloud drifted under the moon; the earth was draped ill purple shadows. (To Be Continued) writers of children's books. the bogey man out of j ihe No won- FLAPPER FANNY "I can't understand it! You practically spent the summer 'j» (he water." "But that was .nice, clean water, without any soap 'on It.* Paul Harrison in Pretty Bleak Between the Ears, .But Great .at 'Imitations—That's-'Cynthia (This Is the first of six interviews which Harrison got at great risk to life and limb. He hasn't'been taking hashish; he has just been sitting and thinking.) HOLLYWOOD. — Your name—your full name—is Cynthia? A.—That's enough for a distinguished actress, isn't it? Look at Anna- bclln; look— Q.—Of course, but I was thinking you hadn't very much experience yet. Isn't "Artists and Models Abroad" your first picture'.' A.—Yes, but you'd be surprised at the tributes I've received. Why, just the other day a certain big director was bawling out a certain great star and ihe said. "Look, .darling—take a walk over to Paramount's Stage 8 and watch a gal named Cynthia. She's really,just a dummy, one of the models made by Lester Gaba out of burlap and plaster and paint. But she'knows how to sit quietly and look languid der children know so much these days, what with school, supplementary reading, the radio and the movies. These are all "school," you see. We think of school too often as walls. and desks. There is possibly no other country where general education may be picked up so freely as it is here. It is in the air. But now for the flaw that mars the picture a little. Today's children are more mature mentally, but there is greater emotional immaturity and indifference. The teen-agers are cflen less adult, in spite of their sophistication, than their ancestors. But comparisons are, or course, unfair. Times have changed. Yet I cannot help wondering where further "progress" will head us with so much to appreciate and such questionable appreciation. Natives of the .:(3ppes of central and western Asia ancl the Kalahiri region of South Africa have not learned how to make pipes, so they indulge- in "earth smoking." This practice consists of making a covered pit in the ground to serve as a pipe "bowl," thrusting a rod through to make a vent or 'stem.' The smoker lies flat on the ground and applies his mouth to the hole. When danger threatens, the parent grebe tucks its young under its wink and dives under water. She doesn't make ) ier eyelashes all and glamorous, faces and over the screen!" Q.—That's quite a compliment. How about— A.—Ancl I heard a visiting producer say that if they could animate me just a little, maybe with wires, and dub in a voice for me now and then, he could make me a star. Q.—How about your'personal background? A.-^Well, I was created by this New York sculptor, Lester Gaba. Some of the Broadway gossip columinists hinted that he was my Svengali. It's true that he modeled me as he wished; I was like putty in his hands. At first it was intended that Tshould be just another mannikin for some smart Fifth Avenue show window. But I turned out to be something rather special, if I do say it myself. Sognee, nice lines, you see—comme il tout, and all that. "Provoquiiint" is the word. Quite. Q.—Quite. And so—? And So—IMunty; Cafe Society A.—And so Mr. Gabu took me around with him to some night clubs. We were sensational. A big picture magazine printed a lot of photographs of us doing the gay spots. Men would smile ut me, and women would stare. Q.—Do you know that famous man- about-town, Charlie McCarthy? A.—I wooden soy I know him, but we had some words in a night club once becuuse he made a crack about my being plastered. I'm partly made of plaster, you -know, and he thought Iveryf This is Prudence Pureheart, who writes ojur Advice for the Lovelorn column," it .was a joke. -The fuel was, I hadn't had a'drink all evening, but 1 said, "Listen, you're full of termites. You've heard .about gals with » hollow leg? -Well, mister, I've got TWO." He says, "Aw, you can't even stand] up." And he hud me there, becausi I'm a sitting-down manakin, with this] right knee permanently crossed over the left. But I don't think it was very| nice of Charlie to call attention to it. I've got it figured out that 'he'mustl have had an accident once—maybe| somebody trietl to chop him down- and'they'gave him a transfusion from| a vinegar tree. And Theii'Cnmc Her'Big Chance Q.—And what happened after -youl captivated Broadway and Fifth Ave-| nuc, 'Cynthia? 'A.—Oh, this "Artists and Models"! picture was coming up, and there-is al sequence with some dress dummies,! and Ihey wired Mr. Gaba would ^ please send me and some of his otlierl manikins to play in it. So here I.am.l It isn't a very big part butl've'beenl getting some nice compliments, andl I'm improving myself all the time, il can do imitations. Guess who il am| now. Q.—Murleno Dietrich, looking per. sive? , A.—Right! You're a very discerning young man. Now guess this one— You can't? Why, that's Constance Bennett, pouting. Now this time -Til be Greta Gnrbo wrestling with a deep emotion. How's that? Q.—But Miss Cynthia—you -didn't change expression (luring any of tht impersonations. A.—That's just the point! Muybe you're not so discerning, after all. Q.—Sorry. How do you like Hollywood? A.—Very much. At least, I'm sure it's the place for me. Sitting here in these elegant clothes all this time, and seeing so many,people. I've decided I'm about like most-of the other actresses—silk and ermine outside, and good old burlap under the skin. Want It Printed RIGHT? We'll have • printing expert call on you, and you'll have an economical, high quality .job. Whatever your needs, we can serve them. Star Publishing COMPANY "Printing That Make* aa Impression" RENT WANT-ADS i jrf The blue whale is the largest mamel \ £ in the world. Native of the Antarctic.W ' ' H often measures 100 feet in length.| / \ I '

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