PAGE FOUR BLYTHEV1LLK, (AKK.) COUKltiR NKWS THE BJ/rtEViLLE COURIER NEWS tide ddimntt !«W8 co. H. W. HAWKS, Publisher •ale National Advertising Representatives: Arkansas Dallies, Inc., New York, Chteaco, Detroit, St. Louis, Dallas, Kansas City, Memphis. Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday Eliwred as second cl»»s mater ot the post office Rt Blyfheville Arkansas, under act of Congress, October 9, 1917. ServM by the Utrlkd Press SUBSCRIPTION RATES By carrier in the city of Blytli«vlll», 15c per we«k. or 65c per month. By mall, within a radius of GO miles. 53.00 per year, $1.50 for six months, 75c for tlirco months; By mall In postal zones two to six. Inclusive, W.50 per year; In nohcs seven and eight ,$10.00 per yenr, payable' In advance. Ani'i- War Petition Is Worth Signing America is u nation of petiU'o ors. You can always ^el at Iwisl a few people to .sign a petition for practically anything—to nominate Joe DoakcS for dojr catcher or to demand a reduction in llic tariff on mother-of-pearl buttons—and the ordinary petition has a life iis brief and as iiisini>ili«iiit a.s thai of the Jlay lly. Jiiit once in a blue moon there i.s an exception. Kor it' you can gcC enough people to sign your petition— so'many (hat yon can number them in tlic millions—then your petition is no ilay fly at all, but something (hat ifcts attention in carload lots. Such a petition is being circulated l>y the Veterans of Foreign Wars—a petition calling on Congress and the President to keep the United States out of war. . The V. F. W. plans to. circulate these petitions through each of its lifiOO posts throughout the country. It is HGcking the aid of newspapers, radio stations, civic dubs, women's organizations, eliiirche.s, fraternal groups, and so on. ' It hopes to gel 25,000,000 Americans .signed op on a demand that Congress let the rail of the world light its battles, without American help. There can be little doubt that this petition,- whether it gets its 25,000,000 .signatures or hot, pretty accurately reflects Die feelings of the people . of the United States; For although public opinion can be hard to gauge, there is one thingr—the overwhelming desire of the American people to keep out of war—about which there can fie no doubt. Nor can there be any doubt that such a petition, backed by that great weight of names, would have a profound effect on the people who run our government. No administration and no Congress would dare flout a wish expressed as unmistakably at; that. No propagandist anxious to get us into a foreign war would get far, trying to stem .such a current. Get those 20,000,000 signatures am] you guarantee peace for America—a.s far a.s peace can be guaranteed in this highly uncertain world. Do we want to tie our hands liwl way? At a time when international, gangsters arc on the prowl a.s never before, do we want to make it plain that no matter what they do we shall not lift a hand to slop then)—unless, of course, they slaii muscling in on our own shores? Well—wliy not? We learn things the hard way, always; but 1018 must have been enough to leach us that war is a poor way of removing wrongs from this world, \Vc may not know precisely what our world mission i.s, but this is pretty clear: we can best serve the world.by keeping our broad land free of the war spirit, by saving this continent as an oasis where human civilization can go oil developing without sacrificing its best to the war god. nM El ii f '(he. :}>iXHi people of Pittsburgh got a .slight jolt the other day when Serge iCou3sevtly,ky, conductor of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, stopped his players in the middle of a number and strode indignantly oh" the ' stage, because late-comers were bustling in to their seats while the music was being l>tayed. ThJs, (injbaWy, was a display -of the iiiticb (nlkcd-of artistic temperament; bill It was also ,;i richly-deserved re- Juike for the tardy, and if more performers would show the same sort of temperament the lot of the average concert-goer would be much pleasantcr. The stai-titig-tinio of any concert i.s always announced, in advance.' If ;t patron can't get there in time, it's ufi to him to slum! and wait until there in an intermission before hunting for his seat. By barging j n , v |,j] c , the music is being played lie makes an unmitigated nuisance of himself. Mr. Konssoulzky did a good job in dramatizing the annoyance that the lardy arrival causes. U>rs' Rvia Jl is good to JCHTII that the federal hoiwiiiif administration ;. s considering ;i draslic reduction in (he rents collected from tenants of the new sluiti-ctt'ar- ing housing projects. Nathan Straus, housing administrator, says that he plnn.s to demand rants low enough to house "not white-collm- people but slum dwellers/' One great trouble with the slnnj- clcarancc program has been the fact that it is "impossible to build decent dwellings cheaply enough so that the poverty-stricken occupants of the .slums could afford to pay for them. Mr. Straus indicates that the government may write off its investment, if necessary, in order to charge prices that the traffic can bear; and while this will involve a considerable financial .wrilice it is hard to think of any other way. in which a slum-clearance project actually can take care of the people who live in the slums. 'nicy do not have any lynching in Kc-niurty 'Itipy rto not, coll it lynching; j,, s t ., aillK ,, js . agreement.—U. S. Senator'T. Connally of Texas. Where arc we goinc lo duel replacement [ O v iho fciml of man who marie this country wlmt ii i*. Then we ncnnllM) and discourse 'him mil ot existence? -Chamiing Pollock, playwright. OUT OUli WAY By Williams THURSDAY, DECEMBER 1C, 193? SIDE GLANCES By George Clark Ay OREN ARNOLD, Copyright t?37, NEA Suvic., Inc. .-«,.*. .. , now I don't fee! like it]wtogh\nf;. You might try me later in I he day." THIS CURIOUS WORLD B / e r; ni Ferguson CHAPTER XXIV ]\|ARY MELISSA was on the foiirlh rung down when Honey Beu darted forward. The stim ladder polos stuck up waist high above ibe rim. Hoticy Bee gave one of them a savage kick. The ladder lectered outward! 'Li.«;i ,scre;im«l in (error. Below, Bob hod a very narrow foolini;. It was not enough from which to cxcri ;i caimfer-batance on the ladder; lo try it would send Ijolti people crashing down. He leaped instantly to n rocky Isnolj a short way up, duff one loo ami both hands into cracks there, .•me! with his free loot reached out and sleudicd the ladder, swung it bade to the cliff. H was :> miraculous move, a matter ot seconds at tremendous risk. "Slide down, quick!" he shrilled. "To (he ledge." From above Honey tjcc h;id i:eo-ii only that her first attempt was a failure, that tlic ladder hadn't fallen. She stepped again lo the dm leaned to lake the ladder in her hands and literally throw it and the white girl down lo destruction. She \veis crouched for the determined thrust when— HANG! — n shot roared nearby. The ladder went over this time — and will! it went Jloney Bee herself! A- BUIJLJE.T CAN BE PHOTOGRAPHED /A/ BV NEW, HICVH- SPEED PHOTOGRAPHIC METHODS. ALTHOUGH ONE OF OUKL MOST IMPOR.TANT FAMIUECS is NEW SPECfES ARE. BEING DEVELOPEO RAPIDL.V, SINCE THE OAKS NOW EXISTENCE ARE SO CLOSELV RELATED THAT THEV MOONUcSHT is ONILV ATI Kn Ircc families became 'old-, llic inrtivitel species arc wo flislantly related lo intercross. But the youthful oak iamilv :':iill '••; prcduciiij; new hybrids, and today' there are nearly aca di-,tinc; |)ccic<i recognised by boljintsls. NKXT; What was tlic lirsl named Etgii of (he y.nilkiu'. 1 AS ARTIST'S'AND GLORIA MDUMGBLOOp OUR BOARDING HOUSE With Major Hoople CUZ I VVOULD'N' MEEP TO BE CfCVIM' [P T WMAT'fcE YOU 1 THER.E T. BEEM TO ALL. TH OUTS, /A A3OK SAID THEV WAS LOOKIW WITH A PLITURE, 3UST VVHEM THEY'D C TH' SAMTA CLAUS 3OE 'FADE OUT/ CIRCUS TUMBLERS MY WORD / WHAT ' A UEW FAD IW HOOPLE'S TUMBL1MQ '. MICKS.' WE'LL WOLP TMer«A AT A AMD THEY'LL BE A "FEATURE OP OUR GALA OPE W 1W<3 ' ;:s««=a2j^- BUT,SAV, HiMKY'S FOUR cousiws, WHO AKS TUMBLERS WITH A CIRCUS, ARE ON TH' LOOSE DURIM' TH 1 VVIWT'eK AM 1 THEY'RE LOOKIM' FER A YOKE INDIAN EING R&MIMDEO OF IT, T LOOKS AS IP ,-COUSiMS. \ fil6nT-C<5MfeiNAT|QM[ ' vAu.ee.-Me DENIES,IT BUT Y .ARE OFTES seen tdcgTHEfi,, • MELISSA had slid down as ordered, clung no\v> with Bob on the rock shelf no bigger Ihan a (able top. They stood frozen in horror at Ihc drama before them. Both (he ladder and Ihu Indian hurtled in weird windmill fashion. Once, twice, three times, cacli of (hem struck rock protrusions on the way down, .sliding arid crashing out of sight finally into (lie mass oC tree lops and broken stones at the cliff base. 'Lissa's involuntary reaction was a low, shuddering moan. Bob gripped her tightly, his muscles tense. The whole tragedy, from the first kick ot the ladder until now/ was but a matter of seconds. "She tried to kill you!" Bob breathed, relaxing a little. "She pushed you, (he ladder! Then a shot—" "YOU ALL RIGHT DOWN THAR?" A /amiliar voice shouted . (Iqwn at them. ..•."Hades!" cried Bob. ."Oil! . . . , Oh! Ifarlcs!' . •'. . Hades! Yes! . 'Lissa's Iremblin" a lillle, b-but I'm all right, l—i—here, 'Lissa, darling, sit down, don't stand. Slowly. Just sit down on the lodge and try to relax. It's all right now. You're safe. It's alt over. It's terrible, I—" Bob Barry was a strong young man. Strong in heart and strong of muscle. But he had been through a great deal in the past week. He had weathered enough crises to last most men a lifetime He needed while men's food and rest. Ho had a right lo he jillcry Iherc on thnt eagle's eyrie of a ledge, clinging fiercely to Ihc girl ho loved. '•Fust time f cm- had lo shoot a Indian stiuaw," remarked Hades Jones from the rim, conversationally, "but by dads she had it comin' lo her! She'd n murdered you, Miss M'lissy, el I hadn't shot her." "Yes! Yes, Hades." Bob looked his gratitude. "I'll never forget il You saved lier life. You were (bore! Thank God, Hades." 'Lissa herself was slill speechless, appalled by Ihe cvenl and Bob wasn't yet entirely ralional. lie thanked Hades in a strained, unnatural voice. "Jest set tight thai- and blow a spell," Hades counseled. "You'll git back yore nerve quicker 1 !! a jafkraljbit jumps. Tain't nothin' but another dead Indian, nohow " * Tf * JJADES was as calm as the clifT itself. His assurance brought Bob to his senses. "You're right, Hades," he interrupted. "We'd be dead but -lor you, and your quick mind. I hope I can think as fast and move as last when I'm your age. But— Ihis is terrible." "Shore 'tis," agreed Hades. "But don't Jet il bolher you none. Why every trip usually has to have its trouble. This'n just got it over with early. Now we e'n go on with our work, diggin' in this old ruins here and collcelin' whatever pots and sitch Iruck us you're after. Ain't nothin' else likely to bother. I c'n feel it." "Thank you, Hades. I—I want you lo be lop boss of our next expedition. The commander. I'll just do the archaeology. I'll let you do all the thinking when we come back, and—" "How's that? You flggerin' on Jeavin' now? We ain't hardly got nothin' done yit." Uncle Hades was incredulous. "No, no, Hades! Of course, there's the work. But I have sotnething else extremely important to do.- We'll have lo go right in today. I—we're going lo be married. 'Lissa and I, Hades." 'iissa was much calmer now. She smiled up at Iho old man. She would have spoken, but— i know all about that, young felled You been sweethearts ever since the day I seen you bolh in Blanco Canyon. You young fools jest ain't had sense enough lo know if. Waal, cf it wasn't for lh license, 1 could marry you right now, m'self, 1 look out preachin' papers 20-odd years ago." "Oh, Uncle Hades!' 1 'Lissa beamed up at him. His grizzled old head protruded over the rim in comical fashion. He was lying prone lo (<-ilk to them. "Will you marry us? You shall! He's got to, Bob! I won't marry you unless he does." Bob grinned. "Yon hear that, Hades. It's war if you don'l." The Reverend Zachar/ "Hades" Jones was shining happily, and apparently none of the Ihree gave thought to Ihc amazing circumstance, the positions (hey held, chneins there on (lie sheer face of a great mountain like so many birds. Eillior Bob or 'Lissa could have stepped lour feet outward and fallen nearly COO. Rut tin- second ladder (op protruded (here, steady and safe, a short distance down. * * * ' ir ril' old Territorial Jaw allowed - people lo marry and git th' license later, as I recc'lcct," said Ilnrtrs, "but Iliat lliar required a witness and we ain't got none. We got lo hire mnr-^ help." "Where's Scott If .Jliman?" demanded Mob, suddenly remembering. "I'm not sure he'd do, bul—" "Oh, him!" Hades paused lo expectorate, generously and contemptuously. "Why he ain't hern no more. 1—I discharged him." "What foi-V" "Why, lie talked loo free. He expressed some opinions—I betler make Ihc dc-lail report lo you in private, Boh—and lie took out his pistol. Waa!, the fact is, I shot his gun milen his hand, give him a canteen, and told him -cf we ever see hide nor hair of him ag'in I'll .shoot liis fool head oft', and by dads I will!" "I—1 don't doubt it, Hades! Thanks for settling that, too." Bob was amused in spite ot everything. "I suppose, sweetheart, there's only one thing to do now. If you feel like it, we'll start climbing down. Hades, there arc ropes up there; you can tie one to a rock and slide down to this point." "I would be strong and ready, • Bob, if I had one more thing." declared Mary Melissa. She raised' her face toward his. He gave it to her. Twice, three, times, soundly on the lips. i T1IE END i Judge Conducts School For Wayward Drivers niNGHAMPTON, N. Y. <UPJ — A .'.ci'iiol (or wayward drivers is Bmt'lianiton's melhcil lor coping with "Midden death." Th(> lonelier City Judge- Wil- j ia>n a. nicharrison—.revealed that ! t'.ic first lesson in the school will i )e a :,taft fine. This matriculation i fee di.irnnlfcs flint the oftendhii; ' nipil is wide awnkc. The teacher I hen will present | his frriny students with n large i vellow Isxl boot; entitled "Slid- j cicn Drulh and How to Avoid It." ! After n week of studs', the stu- :isnt will appear in court and be xaininea on (In; contents of Ihc book. "If the student has learned his lesson well," JudRe Richadrson osid. "he no longer r.houlri' be i throat to othr-rs on (lie road I! he hasn'l, studied diligently, I'll remedy dial." Ihc icxl booh cotilainii articles by J. c. Ftirnas, descrih- j ini; in detail just what happens lo people in automobile accidents, and a section on i;oiv lo avoid I accidents. | Free Haircuts Available For Children in Need LONG VIEW. Tex. (UP) — Long- vien-'s underprivileged children will no longer look unkempt. Four barbers report'' at 4 P. M. each Wednesday at the Salvation | Army hut to trim Ihc hair of needy i juveniles. J l\vo Probation Oificer Wishes | Felons Merry Christinas' l SAN JOSE. Cal. iUPI—Max Wat- j .son, adult nrobalion officer, rar- ' ricd out again this year a custom which he inaugurated four years ago by sending Christmas cards to the 128 inmates of San Quenlin i prison who have been .sentenced from this county. Watson belicvci the custom has a definite sociological value as the interest shown in prison inmates by society at large will have a definite influence 0:1 Ihc lives of the prisoners when they LUC free again. Builder May Lose Home Placed on Wrong Site ST. LOUIS 'UP) — Last year George Sciirameycr built a $5.050 home on a lot, he had liDirght. Everything went along nil rlglil until a real estate firm decided'lo buy the lot next door. Checking the lille before closing the deal, the real cslale firm to'und .Scbra- meycr had built his house en another man's lot. Sclmuneyer .said perhaps he would move. Under stale law a house built under such conditions belong to the land owner. 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