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Show I i 4v TWO, PROVO-- YUTAHV-SUNDAY-. HERALLVr SUNDAY? SEPTEMBER 21937i. T i 1 5i - 1 "PrAelalat Llartr : tfcronfffc all a tme lad tte Ubrty TThe IHIerald .' Fivery After Exeept Satwiay, - Published by the Herald Corporation. 60 South First West street Provo? Utah. Entered as second-class matter at ; the Jostoffice in ProTO. Utah, under the act o March, 3, 1S?9. Gllman. Nicol & Ruthman. National Adv;? representatives. New York. San Francisco. Detroit. Boston. LiOfcAngreles, Seattle, Chicago. Member United Press. N. E. A. Service Western Features and the Scripps League ot Newspapers. Subscription terms by carrier in utan county h nAnth i3 nn far i months. In advance: 95.75 the year in advance; oy man m .uwn outside county 15.75 the year in advance. Blessed Is everyone that feareth the Lard; that walketh In His way' Psalms 128, 1. ' God planted fear in the soul as truly as he planted hope or courage. It is a kind of bell or gong which rings the mind into quick life and avoidance on the approach of danger. It is the soul's signal, for rallying. H. W. Beecher. : -- Congratulations, Provo! The overwhelming vote of approval registered for the Deer Creek subscripteircontract in Friday's election should sett rest for all time any doubts about how Provo stands on the reclamation project to be built on the Provo river. With nearly 95 per cent of a fairly heavy voting turnout, cast in favor of the subscription of 8000 acre-feet of water, Provo stands definitely and unqualifiedly committed to the project as planned by the reclamation bureau. The preponderance of favorable votes rolled up in Friday's Fri-day's election was an exact repetition of the vote in the earlier earl-ier election held in August, 1935, when the creation of a metropolitan met-ropolitan water district was approved by 95 per cent of the total votes cast. The fact that the total vote in Friday's election was less than 50 per cent of the 1935 vote, was expected, because only taxpayers were allowed to vote this time. Errors in checking check-ing the registration books with the voluminous tax rolls prjobably tended to reduce the number of voters, and in some eases voters who had any doubt in mind probably stayed away from the polls to avoid possible embarrassment. Taking into consideration all the circumstances, the vote was very satisfactory. Metropolitan water district and city officials, leaders of the Provo River Waterusers' association, as well as the people of Provo, should be congratulated on the tremendous vote of confidence and approval extended to the Deer Creek project. Provo's magnificent gesture must be followed by similar simi-lar approval on the part of the other tentative subscribers and waterusers, if the project is to enter into the construction construc-tion stage before the congressional appropriations committee commit-tee begin their inventory of reclamation activities in December. Decem-ber. Further delay may mean that the available funds will be diverted to other projects. Salt Lake City, Lehi, American Fork, Pleasant Grove, Lindon, Orem metropolitan water districts should lose no time in voting approval of their subscription contracts in the same emphatic manner as Provo. Irrigation companies should follow the example set by the Provo Reservoir Water-users Water-users company, whQ have already signed a subscription contract con-tract for 16,000 acre-feet. Lehi, American Fork and Orem have already set elections to be held in September. As soon as 80 percent of the yield of the project is subscribed sub-scribed for, bids can be let and construction get under way. Short-sighted interests who pass up the opportunity to get in "on the ground floor" will have condemnationtheaped upon their heads in years to come when the water conserved by the project will command a far greater value than the price to be -charged original subscribers. Provo has done its part, all that can be reasonably expected. ex-pected. It's up to the rest of the state now, to fall in line with no further delay. .Arherican styles are invading Russia. So, with Russian theories invading America, we now have reciprocity. Tenriis is said to be the ideal game for women. It's been abetter since the players started wearing shorts. V SIDE GLANCES ... By George Clark ' ' t. iwea a . at. off. rOh, we gel lots of things we doht order. There's another couple in the building whose name is the same as ours. f WE PAY, HIGHEST PRICES ' . FOU DEliD OW USELESS 4. Phone Collect Spanish Fork 88j or Enterprise 30 UTAH HIDE & TALLOW;C0MPANY GEO PRICE, Manager, Ajwaya Open for jBnsinesa OUT QURWAT. 1 . By WliXlATtlS i - nraag rr Aye -jf KE" WHY. THAT'a-WWT I A OUT MAD WITH A OCOP OF CREASE iWHCTS. SWIMMIM' 1M I T i i i i ' l iT- T I" l i I I l M I l 1 " , . ' 1, - - i cant see rCH -DEES . GUYS A AMYTHINtr SO , 1 r - he .X ir ss.n. cc f Cl 1M MV r zVRm it 1 1 h - my- r . a. aa m m i m m vm wmr at 7 OMOE rEMDLESAyE vl PUTTIKT CUP ) KEEK i DEV PEMTS, AYE; ) t3REASE OM 4 WRAWS DE NACK.H- A WWV, m 4 AYE iBOOST. OEf MOZ, , 4WOLIMl.JS T AVEi PUJUPB JAOIST r, I A OffOlL AND- I ' t. m. mcc. s. mt. of r. MEETIN'S X lA. OWENS Settin in a meetln' talkin thia and that How to stfve our business wonderin where we're at. Everybody gabbin no one sayin' much, Just a lot of Blah Blah like a slippin' clutch. Someone gets an idea isn't worth a darn ' Hasn't had a good one since he was ever born. Settin' in a meetin' makes my 'tired ache Shouldn't go to meetin for my liver's sake. Hate to hear the mumble of a lot , of noisy guys A singie workin idea would be a big surprise. Settin' in a meetin' glad when we adjourn. Wouldn't mind a meetin' if there's anything to learn. - ''-v-;-- ---., , . ' 'A UowdyL ifolkst Somebody : lust told, Ivory Ida there was' a steelte roller In the itreet outside, and he said THmt be tmy. You can't roU 4 v t . -2 : It has been suggested that we have a reckless driving week, but it Would be hard to distinguish it from Qtbers. . ABIGAIL, APPLESAUCE A woman Is. like a pair of shoes -lie gets wider an she gets older. We still insist that what this country needs is a plumber who can stop a leak in a tomato sandwich. sand-wich. The melancholy days are come, The saddest of the year; Old winter's hastening on apace, ' And, gosh, but fuel is dear ! Pity the poor millionaire whenever whe-never knows the thrill of making the last payment on the washing machine. George Frederick Handel, composer com-poser of "The Messiah," was born on Feb. 23, 1685. TODAY'S FABLE Once there was a small boy who never slammed a door when he left the bouse. 1 " ! Lil'l Gee Gee is having a tough time trying to reduce. Every time she loses a pound she celebrates by Loneliness j BY X RETORTEIC v. - When I , was : 20, r one' of the" most popular tandri mcsti-envied Individuals of ' my acquaintance was"" a Y: rhtddle-agedf : grrayhaired man -who -was,.-' known . to -arid frieriUy with alhaost" everybody in town. 'f'-"-." I i .Aimost, everybody called him by bis first' name.,: He : couldn't walk a block down the street without being nailed by two or three friends, or Acquaintances. My i friend UkeC gaiety and the r companionship of younger people. It was not unusual to see his ruddy face and gray mop of hair at a college dance, and the sports purest of the younger young-er set, such as tennis, sailing, rowing, etc., were Just bis meat. There was a family more or less in the background. There were two pr three pretly daughters daugh-ters titao flitted around in their eating 5. big mealand gains two. . Mary LaJ a little lamb, (Of course, you've heard of that). But when the waiter brought the check, The price knocked Mary flat! Thought for Today: A pessimist pessim-ist is sometimes pleasantly surprised; sur-prised; an optimist never. YE DIARY Lay long abed, pondering over the details of my latest invention, to-wit: An outboard motor that can be converted Into an egg-beater egg-beater for kitchen use. And so up. in mighty cheerful mood, for Lord! there do be a fortune, methinks, in the idea. Patent pending. own . orbits. and wife ::who largely ' -wear; her f own way thru the ', world. Sometimes' our. jolly friend ; took", them - along ? with him, but 'more" frequently be dld It was perfectly , natural that thia man who bad so many friends should run for-officer He won . easily. He held a top local office two :br tlu'ee times, I as I remember' It, and Was considered a satisfactory public J servant by aU concernexl. f ' 5 He didn't branch out Into state or national politics ats alL I remember" re-member" bearing him j say once" that having! to Tive at our t state capital or national capital, even for the period of a legislative session, had no charms for bim; He wanted to be 'af home where he knew everybody "'and everybody knew him. The little circle of young people of - which f was a part probably saw as . much of this man and knew him 'as well as any of the other groups did: When we had a dance he "was almost sure to show up some- time thru the evening, with.' his quick smile and good-natured banter. He was always welcome. So far as I knew or know, this man had no hobby or avocation other than being a good fellow. Looking back I can see that he had no time for reading or home bobbies of any sortr Hlscalen dar was always full, day and night , I wondered for a good many years about this friend before I came to the conclusion that he was lonely. For surely the loneliest lone-liest of people must be those wno cannot bear to , be alone. ever Fish is called a "brain food" because it is easily digested and therefore the stomach does not make such a heavy call, on the blood in the brain for the digestive diges-tive process. I Was Thinking By ELSD2 a CARROLL I was thinking how attached one may become to simple objects of everyday life. Children grow to love the spoons and dishes from which, they eat and are not happy if they are deprived of their old favorites. Recently I saw a baby of . two refuse to eat for nearly a day because she missed her blue bowl -and eold spoon. I know a little boy who couldn't go to sleep without a favorite baby-blanket tucked about him. As he grew older and the blanket also grew older and shabbier, the mother tried scheme after scheme to sub statute something else for it. At last she began tearing strips of the blanket away. When the lit tie boy was three years old he was still Eroiner to sleep with a piece of "wooley" in his hands. Carry Memories With older people It's often chairs, pictures, books. How many attics and storerooms contain old fashioned chairs that children or grandchildren can't dispose of be cause they seem so much a part of father or grandmother. I can see my mother's old rocker rock-er with its mended arms worn thin and shiny through the years, its patchwork cushion, and pad, covered with a crocheted tidy. A thousand memories rush to me at the thought of that old chair! Mother ' sitting in the flickering firelight knitting as she rocked, telling us stories as we parched corn pr roasted apples; mother holding one or the other of us when , we were hurt or sick, and swaying gently back and forth in the old rocker; mother bending over us as we knelt at her knee to say our bed-time prayers; mother with her arms around us as we wept over some disappoint ment or shame. Old Rocking Chair- In later years when we had all gone from the old home and there was no need of mother's staying mere so much, we thought, she was never contented for very long with any of us. I think she was like the baby who missed her blue bowl and gold spoon. She wanted to get back to her old rocldne chair. It's the same thing, attachment through association, that makes many people dissatisfied with new homes when they've spent years dreaming about them and struggling strug-gling and sacrificing so' they could nave tnem. Miss Old Scenes I heard of one old couple who were almost ready to give away a beautiful new home in the city because they were so homesick for the old cottage in the coun try where they'd lived during thi hard .happy years when they were raising their family. They missed the old walks, trees where the xsbildren's swings had been, the corral and chicken coop, the oldi fashioned, marred furniture on which every dent and scratch meant something. They were happier there with their memories than with conveniences and luxur les devoid of significant associations. associ-ations. - ; - . v - . ..; j t How true it is that we are "a part of all that we have met," and that .what we have met and loved and livedo with long, -is a part of -vpoat Ahas vaaldititl often the tiniest things that count the most: "The murmur of a waterfall a mile away, The rustle whin a robin lights upon a spray, The lapping of a lowland stream on dipping boughs, The sound of grazing- from a herd of gentle cows; -The memory of a kindly word far long gone by, The fragrance of a fad fug flower vsent lovingly; Too subtle are these harmonies - . for pen or .rule; Such music is not understood by any school; But when the brain is overwrought, over-wrought, it hath a spell Beyond all human skill and power to make it weliz' O 1 a : : . M.f i n-1 n. ir 'i i ' j i i ii i i.i V m 11 'i v I'lunn f u jji u mi i ii w i ii in i.u miim.i 11 mwmmtmi wmmmmfgmvtmwmmm.Nw i.iwwuiu l ..nwm.m'nin ii i rimm IS 4 Wt'ra T xTnY aiity j. j.;.. SQUAW CREIEK Provo Newspaper Bill Hokey over on Peanut Prairie has got himself a patent and is out incorporating himself, His idea is to start a flavored glue factory to turn out sweet-tasting sweet-tasting stickum for the back of postage stamps and the lid on envelopes. Bill say ' strawberry will be the big leader. Looks like he might put over a deal with the government. PIUTE JOE SCIENCE Novel eyeglasses, recently invented in-vented by a Japanese optician, for use at night or in dark rooms, provide their own illumination. The glasses v have tiny bulbs mounted in reflectors surround-; ing the lenses and connected by an inconspicuous wire to a pocket dry-cell battery. When switched on, the flashlight, glasses throw their rays in the direction; along the wearer's line of sight, thus enabling him to read or move about in an otherwise darkened place. Bright Moments IN GREAT LIVES David Crockett, the great backwoods back-woods soldier and frontiersman had Just been elected to. congress, It was his first real venture into politics, and he was not used to the niceUeS of parliamentary bodies. bod-ies. Qne evening , he presented himself with a number of .callers at the White House, and the usher cried out: "Make way for Colonel Crockett 1" The old soldier grabbed the man by the arm. pushed himself forward and said in a plain enough" voice, . 'My man, Colonel .Crocket. makes room for 'himself." CHAPTER I UTSHJE a storm was raging, Even in the velvet recesses of ier dressing room at the. most exclusive ex-clusive couturier's in NewYork, Judith Irving felt the tremendous rhythm, the daring, the grandeur of it. Now the slim white build ings that barricaded the horizon were slashed with rain, and the tip of the Empire State building caught lightning and flung it like a slim green banner pf fire. . -Green fire . . . Judith looked fvctown at ' the dinner jacket she wore, a jacket whose vivid green was a bright light against the storm-black of the heavy crepe dress. There was a similarity . . . From the striking cheval mirrors mir-rors in the dressing room, she watched her striking, slender, .black-haired selves walk back and forth. Tomorrow the newspapers would announce that she, Mrs. Philip Godfrey Irving, had paid $800 for that jacket, that she had purchased five other jackets as costly one in silver, one in Coronation Cor-onation pink, one in royal gold, a blue that was slippery and' a white that was dull and powdery. Best dressed woman in America! Best dressed woman in the world, some artists and stylists said. Suddenly, with the swift, lithe grace that distinguished her, she seated herself before the mirrors, studied her effect. There was a light knock on , the door. She turned casually. It would be only Annette, with the pale blue evening even-ing dress adorned with scarves Of long flame crepe which she would wear to dinner and the theater tonight. to-night. "Come in," she said quietly, no hint of disturbance in her voice. It wasn't Annette. It was the woman about whom she had been thinking -When she sat down to study herself before the mirrors. "Darling, I'm stealing your husband hus-band for an hour or two," the newcomer said gaily but her eyes weren't laughing. "You don't mind, do you?" v Judith wanted to say: "Do ;I mind? I mind so much that I have to clench my hands to keep from telling you what I think of you! I mind so much that I can't see why Phil wants to be bored for one half second " But she didn't. Instead, she, answered easily and nonchalantly: "He told me. He said he was having tea with a beautiful woman who wanted help about investments, and I guessed you. Have a good time and rescue him from the. cinnamon buns. He's the handsomest man I know but the waistline may creep out .on him." r t 'a west end London cafe Is th scene of . the playing, of the only brass fiddle in ,the worldV The fiddle is said . to .have been made of empty. French 7&mm .:' shell l cases by ;the owner M. Tappon- -v- - J l vx I v7 o f V. : 'm . fY7HEN Mrs. Rogers had gone, and Judith was dressed in her brown wool ensemble ' whose Jacket of byadntii blue, had but-terflies but-terflies done in warmer colors, she seated . herself once mote at her rtnlrf or.: ' Intently she looked into her own cloudy gray eyes. P Phil . , . He was hers. That is,f as much as. one human being could ;belong to another. It - had been: that way for .six years how. They didnt just love, eaci ! otherthey liked each' other, which was even more" important. Phil ... He wasn't handsome. Rugged was a better word. Tall, broad shouldered, ; " slh' waisted, ."; with rough-edged blond hair, and I blue eyes v that' some . - seafaring 'relative had given, him. He' had, .: worked I bis . way through college " Where he hid been an vUl-Amexi- v ..-...,,,.t ..... Illustration by Virginia Kraosmann "Darling, m stealing your husband for an hour or two" the newcomer said gaU$, but her eyes weren't laughing. ' "Koa ion I wind, do you? can football star. A wealthy I'm having tea with her tomor row." Maybe that really was the gist of it all. Maybe . . . then her natural common sense asserted itself. it-self. Any man got a romantic throwback in the applauding limelight lime-light of a pretty woman's smile and Marta Rogers, with her blown-gold hair, and blue-amethyst eyes, was as pretty as any debutante. Jealousy was. a green cat that should be drowned In any rain barrel. Suddenly she became gay. Phil was kind and devoted during dur-ing the evening but she thought his spirit wondered sometimes and then his mind would hurry back to her. She smiled in the darkened, dark-ened, playhouse she. could see it coming, tripping over itself to get back before it was missed. MOW, in the caressing room, she X1 stood up. Her car -was wait- She would stay at Anne's grandfather, who had disinherited Phil's father, had taken an interest inter-est in him after that, helped him through law school and had left hhn his money. Now, at 34, Phil wds not only rich, but a brilliant and successful young corporation riawyer. ; Sitting before the mirror, with the storm beating against the windows, win-dows, Judith relived a scene of the night ' before. The telephone had rung and she had answered the extension in her dressing room. Already there were voices on the line. Phil's and a woman's. "Of course, darling. Same time and place," she heard Phil say. "I plan all my day around that hour," the velvet voice came back. T7ERY quietly she replaced the - v telephone and- when she -went into the living room where Phil waswaiting in his immaculate dinner clothes she. was as cool and composed as the silver' metallic sheath that wrapped her " slim body. L "You're gorgeous," he said. ?A movie version of Joan of Arc done In excellent taste." . Now "she smiled, but it did not reach her leyes Phil knew it ''She sensed. i n the tightening of the muscles at his mouth.: Suddenly he felt jhe need ,of explanation and they hever .explained to each Other., t wasn't necessary. a .jTMarta Rogers caiiedl'm Helping Help-ing . her ydtSiv Mine . investments. ing. tea only a minute it would be the usual gossip,' somebody playing play-ing a cello and violin, not because anyone wanted music but because it was a softened soundboard for voices that Were getting too shrill. Best dressed woman . . . . She taughed " duietly as the ' limousine spea up rarK Avenue. , . Anne, whom she had known for years, was a large woman, familiar famil-iar .enough, with : Jtidith's moods to find and ignore ihe: trouble in her eyeSL. ."Come-in darling. I have a siirpzise JBruce, fgnight s, here." I ' "Did you plan it?" Judith forgot for-got Phil for a second. . "No, Millicent Bayne brought him. She carries somebody's umbrella um-brella or something across the. stage in his play." "Anne, be a dear and don't tell him who I am who I used to be, I mean." .. f But when she met the actor, tall and fair-haired, in perfect tweeds, his keen eyes scanned her face. "Dent we know each other?" he asked. "Tve seen you" f-In the rttogravutel,ltfniiccnt supplied. "Judy's America's best dressed woman and any actress would envy the.' publicity .she gets,". "Mrs. Philip . Godfrey Irving." He repeated the name slowly. "No, it wasnt the. clothes tPve seen. J think it was you." "We will compare itineraries," Judy said laughingly, but sud denly she wasnt the- poised woman of the world whose husband hus-band was taking an inconsequential inconsequen-tial woman to tea. She was Judith Bol, old man Bole's youngest, whose legs were too long and whose hair was fly-away stuff-Judy stuff-Judy Bole who lived on a river boat anchored in the flats of Pittsburgh's Pitts-burgh's rivers. She was 17, a high school junior. . - . Because she had worked happily in the chemistry laboratory with a boy named Bruce Knight they had become friends. Once the . class had made an expedition to a mining district and he had taken her in his roadster. They had been late in returning because they had discovered a long way back. The girls, whose clothes were good ahc. whose houses opened on streets, had spurned her because, she had taken Bruce, a popular senior idol, from them mat day. And she had vowed in a frightened, little-girl heart that some day she would do something to show them she mattered mat-tered write a book, be an actress. Of course she couldn't, though. r '. . . . rpHmTEEN years ago' that had .been and here they ,r, were, important names both of,, them; a Broadway favorite and a woman who knew style.' ' : "Yes, well, repeat, our travels and find a. mutual, crossroads" .the man was . saying. -"How about . lunch, tomorrow?. .."''.; ? : She shook her bead. Tbmcrrrow she . was going to' suggest lunch to Phil. Suddenly; the feajrof ,'the- night before came back. She was the frightenecV shabby little Judy -Bole, wanting somebody to be kind ti her, . Z "Thursday?" the man was say- . Ing. ; "The Union Club Ladies room?" . . "At one?" she asked staple, v . "Telephone forV you,'-, daf ling.' - Anne interrupted. ."Inmy, sitting , room." She lowered ner, voice as she , walked . away" with Judlttu "Judy, that Sogers woman .who . divorcecLher husband in Paris last , year 'and ' came fromf coodness knows where before New j.York ' took rem up, is casting purple eyes , at Phil ; and" he's ? too sweet to know it. , You'd better stop lhis.K -.' Judith .laughed but her. hand I was "shaking when, she picked up the receiver.- " " , -,?Judy. ..dearT.Tne .vcdoefthit v could make her heart turn "over . like a. top came .cheerfully . into I me 'room. Tm being detained ; but 111 join &e party. Uter. We're ? dining with the Colbys, arent wet Will vrtti tnoVa tnv Atv1nensc9 "f tt.iiaT .Va Viau. . wMVI ' . . .JTo B wmuaaed). 1 - i iV 'J i |