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Show 1 THE PAGE FOUR tye WAT Bjj AUTHOR, r A J.ALLAN DUNN y "A MAN TO HIS THE POWER SYNOPSIS. Idly fishing- - Hermanoa creek, In California, Caleb Warner, civil engineer and a New Englander, Is witness of the end of a coyote pulled down by two wolfhound, urged on by a girl rider. .Admiring the hounds, he Introduce himself, and learns her nam la Clinton. With western hospitality she invites him to the ranch to meet her father. At the Clinton home Warner learns his new friend's name Is Betty. He Is welcomed by her father. Southern Civil war veteran and owner of Hermanoa valley. He tells them something of his ambitions and his feeling that he la destined to be a "Water-BearerIn the town of Oolden Warner shares an apartment with his old Columbia college chum, Ted Baxter, carefree and somewhat dissipated youth, only child of hi widowed mother, who controls the family fortune. At a club luncheon Baxter Introduces Caleb to- - Wilbur Cox, leading business man and president of the water company which supplies the needs of Oolden. He gives Cox an inkling of his ambitions, and Cox. Impressed, Invites him to dinner that night. During dinner Cox asks Caleb to call at his office next day. He does ao and Cox arranges a meeting between Caleb and Hinckley, the water eompany's chief engineer. Baxter tells Caleb he Is In difficulties with a girl, Mary Morgan, Cox's who Insists he stenographer, must marry her. With Hinckley, Caleb looks over the water company's source of supply, the Crystal springs, In Hermanoa valley. Prospecting In Hermanoa valley, Caleb meets a man, Evans, who boasts of his ability, through "divining rods," to locate water without boring. Caleb comes upon a picnic party, the festivities being In honor of Betty Clinton's birthday, and Is welcomed. Betty tells him Hermanos valley, containing the burial places of three generations of Clintons, Is sacred for all time. Caleb, with Carmen Wilson and Betty, are threatened by a bull. Warner bravely protects the girls, and la himself rescued by Padllla, Clinton's man.- ." CHAPTER VII f MATE L-!b- CO. DODO. MEAD IB R, A C UJV. ' r' mind, I'll put 'em In the shack. No pockets handy that won't mush 'em." He disappeared In the shack and came out again bearing a bundle. "I'd like to even up with you on them," he said. "How about an The power's In me." ' The suggestion had come as Caleb would have wished it, spontaneously, from the man himself. "That will be bully," he answered simply. "I should like very much to see you in action." The Welshman led the way to the top of the gravel. "Choose your place," he said. "I've a notion there's water most anywhere here. The rod'll prove it Pick one of the rods," he went on, with the air of a conjurer asking for the choice of "any card In the deck." "They're hazel," he said. "Some say hazel's a magic wood, but the magic ain't In the rod, it's In me. Wlller'll do, or peach, but I like hazel. Now, where d'ye say?" Caleb chose a spot clear of sagebrush. It was almost a circle and he stood on the edge of it, a strange tingling In his veins. The spare figure of the Welshman, looking up to the stars, the rod that Caleb had chosen in his hands, breast high, a fork to m. i Minnie iiniffwayywi m pi .m i.iiji 19.26 (fan)' ," Sirs. Wames 1 Qugvst Maria 1rj.Aimt9 meat 4MUflUSm 1 By ELMO SCOTT WATSON "Ma" and "Peaches" and Pola, Countess, Helen, Suzanne, Marie and Aimee and Trud What chance in the new has a man? Headline Writers Anthology. H ETHER he likes It or not, Mr. Homo will have to admit that the of 1926 were mostIt is doubtly women. ful If the female of the species, either collective ly or Individually and more so I" up ever before claimed He arranged Caleb's hands to his so much space as they newspaper liking with his own bony, clammy finhave In the yenr Just closing. gers and stepped back. Caleb stood Think back over the last twelve alone, fixing his eyes on the glow of months and see If you can write down the dowser's cigar in a species of hyp- a list of men's names that appeared nosis, waiting, trying to eliminate all more frequently and more repeatedly thought. in the columns of our newspapers In this he succeeded. Motionless, he than these: waited, gazing at the spark of fire and Gertrude Ederle, Almee Semple the dark pillar of the Welshman's McPlierson, Helen Wills, Suzanne The spark seemed to grow Lenglen, Countess Cathcart, Mrs. Edbody. larger larger and then he felt, si- ward Browning, Queen Marie of multaneously a distinct tremor run Rumania, Mrs. James Ferguson, Pola up his forearms, a sinking sensation Joyce Hawley. in the pit of his stomach, a quiver Negri, You may not remember all of thfem of diaphragmatic ganglia. or recognize them under those rather The rod twitched. He gripped the formal titles. Cut the headline writers, forks hard harder. They began to who have to say It in words of one vibrate. The tremor increased in his and who are Informal, If wrists. The forks strangely seemed syllable else, have made it easy for nothing to be a part of him, sensitive, alive. us. So when they spoke of Trudy and Then there seemed to be a tug at the Helen "Ma." or and Suzanne, end of the stem, like the swift strike "Peaches," Pola fish a of at the lure. And the straight nnd Aimee, we stem bent as he might have bent his knew Instantly finger, In a pointer, straight to water. whom they meant. He had no doubt of it now. The And in this deIt thing had happened to himself. mocratic land, was marvelous as It was mysterious, where titles mean this sense of power. And he thrilled little or nothing, to It It was an indorsement of his everybody soon autitle as Water-Bearean surely became accusgury of success. It filled hfm, not tomed tr. referwith pride, but with reverence for his ring casually to 10 "Can You See Plaln7" He Asked In a Whisper. each hand, the fingers uppermost ; took on something of the dignity of a Druid priest about to perform a mystic rite. "Can you see plain?" he asked In a whisper. 'Tin going to walk to'ard ye. Watch the stem of the rod." He lowered it to the full length of his arms, stalking slowly, the twig horizontal, midway of his thighs. His eyes glittered, upturned to the sky. Suddenly lie stopped and Caleb held his breath, gazing Intently at the rod. It seemed to twitch surely. It vibrated up and down. Caleb, watching closely, half fearing he might uncover a trick yet wishing to do so if trickery was forward, could detect no flexing of the bony wrists. The fingers were rigid. So tightly did Kvans grip the forks that his knuckles showed like Ivory knobs against the darker skin. Then he gave a sigh and the end of the rod tipped violently downwards. Caleb caught the distinct crenk of bending, twisting wood in the silence that followed the sigh. The dowser stood braced, rigid, while the twig. Its end a frantic pointer, seemed as suddenly Imbued with life as Moses' rod. Motion ceased as he stood within ten feet of Caleb, so close that the latter plainly saw the pulses bentlng violently In Evans wrists, the veins prominent as cords. And the stem of the rod pointed steadily downward al an angle of more than 4r degrees from the horizontally held forks. "Dig there, bore there forty feet," murmured the dowser, speaking like a medium in trance, "and you'll find right-angle- "Glory be!" cried the dowser. "Tou've got It, pardner. You've got the power. By gosh, you'll be takln' my Job from me," he added with a short laugh that ended In a cough. "I'll see that you are no loser by It" said Caleb, smiling back. And he meant the promise. For now he was certain of the fulfillment of his Idea, much as yet remained to be proven ami accomplished. The hunch was born, for he had In his hand the key that would unlock for him the secret of the Sink. With the power was it his birthright, a gift from Aquarius, glittering on the hilly horizon? he could, working at night cover the whole area of the lower valley and exploit, without boring, the extent of the water table. Under the gravel lay, he was convinced none the less by the occult manner of its determination water for the thousands who would make Golden mighty among cities water for incoming families, for factories, for fields and gardens, for civic use ! A mammoth cistern ready to be tapped. Before he left him, to walk back to the hotel, exultant, Caleb got some worth-whil- e Information from Evans. He had the name of the man who owned most if not all of the Sink. The land was valueless for farming. It could be acquired cheaply. That was an Importunt factor. Even at the low price, the big acreage would mean an amount far beyond Caleb's compass. That end of It with the other big expenses, he must leave to Cox for financing. But the secret was his. He found a small parcel awaiting him at the hotel that had come by the evening mail. On It was the return address of Golden's best Jeweler. He opened It and took from a bed of cotton wool a Jade pendant On It was engraved In Intaglio the zodiac sign of Pisces. Two fishes Joined by a ribbon. He had ordered it on his return from El Nldo after the picnic. He Intended It as a belated birthday gift to Betty Clinton. head-liner- Countess ITO BC CONTINUED or Queen and saying "Marie" was no of undue sign Suaanae Lenglen. familiarity at all. "Joyce Hawley? Never heard of her," you say? If you do, it's because "Bath Tub Girl" was a more striking phrase in the headline boys' book of synonyms. Not the least interesting fact In connection with the preponderance of the feminine motif in the news of the year Is that nearly every type of Whether activity was represented. this can be regarded as significant of the Increasing Importance of the "new woman" is something for the philosopher to consider, as is the question of Journalistic ethics Involved In the amount of space devoted to the sensational news provided by some of these women headllners. This article has no other purpose than to deal with the facts that exist nnd not with the philosophy thereof. And one existing fart in nearly every big news story of the year big In the sense that It commanded the widest public attention was the aptness of the old French saying, "Cherchez le femme." The America of today, which finds In sports one of Its major Interests In life, was given two of Its greatest sport thrills of the year by women. One of them was when Gertrude Ederle. a stocky Brooklyn (N. Y.) girl, swam the English channel. She was the Orst wom an to do that, "fe did It tn record time. And for weeks the words "Tru-dy- " and "channel swimmer" were fixtures In the headlines. A If) little later "Mil-H- e Gade' wns substituted for "Trudy" wheu Mrs. Ethel Cor-so- n duplicated Miss Ederle's feat. Then mere man figuratively and literally got Well, Caleb ha found his water all right. Now what will he do with It? water." In the swim agnin and before long bovltig your I i 1 I rI r fTn Uiv JatsJ iA In V 1 V gift Be believed that the lower end of the plain, the portion that the diviner termed ' the Sink, was composed of gravel, retained In clay but without hHlf-cure- He relaxed and the rod fell to the ground. He stooped and picked It up. Ha rubbed his ayes as one awakening from a spell. "Them's all fresh rods In the he said. "I cut 'em the day before yesterday. Look where she forks. We'll try her ag'en. The power's strong. Then you can tackle it" "Me? Caleb's surprise was unforced. "Aye, ypu might have the power. You're sympathetic, ennyway. Let's walk out a bit farther. Away from the crick. It don't make no difference where. There's a water table under us. This end of the valley ain't so much a sink as a cistern." Caleb's heart pounded at this confirmation 'tt his belief. He was In a curious state of excitation. But be tiald nothing. They tried again a quarter of a mile away. The same phenomenon occurred with so much that the forks greater emphasis crossed each other. No Juggling with hands apart could have managed this. "Try it," said Evans, wiping sweat from his forehead. "Twice Is enough for me. That last was a twister. Did ye say you had another cigar with ye? I left all mine In the shack. Now then choose yore twig. We know there's water here. If you've got the power it'll show. Don't be in a hurry. Don't think of nothln'. Make yore mind a blank. Hold it level fingers bun-dla- Friday, December 24, 1926 NEPHI, UTAH S, r, Continued the clay capping. In It was held the sunken waters of the five creeks, the same water that furnished the wells of the territory north of the creek. And this water should hold the same level. If his theory was correct. It ehould He some forty feet below the surface in normal times less during season. It would be the storm-wate- r absolutely pure filtered through the gravel. If this was true and he believed it was he had found a water mine, a mine with an Inexhaustible, ever renewed commodity, that was as commercial as any mineral that, conveyed to Golden, meant the assured progress of that city. He knew that the city of Berlin, at enormous expense, had manufactured beds of gravel for the filtering of l(s civic supply, but here at hand he had the filter built by nature, a cistern waiting to be tapped. And this had laid unsuspected under the very noses of Cox and his engineers, and the water experts of Oakvllle. He had to proceed cautiously. It was Imperative to cloak his Intentions and his methods. If he made the discovery. It was his, to engineer and to sell. He could not bore In the Sink to prove out his hope that clay bottomed all the gravel and held the water. He meant to use the diviner for that, keeping him In Ignorance of what the experiments might mean. He storked himself with cigars, and after supper crossed the bridge and walked along the creek and up the rood to the pit. There was a wisp of smoke coming from the rusty pipe and a light burning buck of the solitary window. A smell of crude rookery, blent of bacon, cheap coffee and tinctured with the acrid odor of beans burned In a pot, ciune out through the door, which opened part way to Caleb's knock, disclosing the lean figure of the Welshman silhouetted against lamplight "Who's there?" asked Kvans. The fisherman. I)on't you remember? Tou told me about your divining the other day." The Welshman opened the door wider and peered curiously at Caleb In the broader ray of light. Then he stepped outside. "Kind of stuffy Inside the shack," be said. "A great night Look at them stars. Ah!" He took the cigar Caleb proffered and pufred It to a glow, exhaling the moke with a gratified sigh. T brought a few along," sad Caleb, thinking you might Ilk them. I've cot plenty." The othe bi(i out his hand for tha srewn rolls eagerly. "That's kind at ye. If von don't TIMES-NEW- 1 name bracketed with "channel swimmer" was no more a sign of distinction than being appointed chairman of the resolutions committee. For a woman, or perhaps two, had made the big splash in this sort of news and after that mere man could hardly cause a ripple la public attention. . As for the other sport thrill, it was provided by a slim young Callforman; named Helen Wills, nicknamed "Little Poker Face," and a woman of France, named Suzanne Lenglen, whose flashing personality has made the world realize that a tennis court can be an arena for the ultimate In sport drama. For weeks last spring such International questions as debt funding were as nothing compared to the International question of Helen vs. Suzanne. When that question was settled, the crown of "Tennis Queen" settled a little more firmly on Suzanne's head. But Helen, unlike so many vanquished, did not fade from the headlines after her defeat at Cannes. Although appendicitis kept her out of the tournament at Wimbledon, It kept her In the headlines. But her bad luck which caused her to default her title of American woman tennis champion brought back Into the headlines another woman who had been there often until the California star came up out of the west and the headline 's boys were grateful because Mrs. first name was No sooner had all of this Molla. happened and been temporarily forgotten than Suzanne flamed into the headlines again as the first tenuis star to upset all the most sacred traditions of amateur sport by turning professional. Although we don't take our politics as seriously as. we do our sports, women governors are still enough of a novelty to be news almost any day In the year. So Mrs. Nellie Tayloe Ross, the governor of Wyoming, and Mrs. James Ferguson, the 'governor of Texas, have been news ever since Mal-lory- w r. they took the oath of office two years ago but It wasn't until 1920 " that a woman governor was "big news" for days and weeks and months. And the woman governor M . ) of Texas was that, perhaps, because she mixed sports and politics that Is to say, she made winning the gov ernorship a sporting proposition In which you bet your opponent that you'll beat him by so many votes and If you don't you'll withdraw from the race. And, of course. If there's a short synonym for your name like "Ma," it's all the easier to be news. But even though 1920 did mark the passing of women governors for both Mrs. Boss and Mrs. Ferguson were KUlle Cade. defeated we stDl have women of enough prominence in politics to make their chances good for being news in 1927. There's Mrs. John W. Stanley, the new congresswotnan from Kentucky, whose cumpalgn for office was based upon a situation similar to the Ferguson case In Texas. And Mrs. Edith Nourse Ilogors of Mrs. Florence Kahn of California and Mrs. Winifred Mason Huck of Illinois, who occupy seats In congress vacated by the deaths of men relatives, have during the past year been In the news from time to time and probably will continue to be there. Alice Itoosevolt Utngworth ("Alice" In the headlines, daughter of "T. It") who Is looked npon ns a power In polltlrs. Is always news and as the presidential ypnr of 192S iippronrlies and there's tall; of the randldnry of her biisbaid, Nicholas Loimworth, she may Itcrome big news almost any tln.e. Women In sports, women In polltlrs both nn Ideal comblnntlen to make news. Ordinarily women In the fine arts wouldn't be ns good a bet ns either f the two. But 10'JC saw Ma- Mossn-chusi-tt- s, al 1 Experienced Men Rely on First Impressions The banker learns soon that your to eye. For one Instant, snd perhaps fare usually tells more than Is told for one Instant only, eye tells eye the by your Hps or your written statement truth, the hidden truth, and the aband this Is something that you mny solute truth ; then the lying begins. If very well remember. Your first Impression, If It Is one of suspicion. Is usually correct I doubt If any experienced teller will ever cash a check for a stranger, no matter how well Introduced, If this first glanre at the man telegraphs to his brain "Look out I Be careful !" If be does, he uso-all- y regrets It I believe that when two per.ne meet for the first time eye telegraubs any. This Is, I believe, an animal Instinct purely, but always dependable. Ellis Parker Butler, In Hearst's International-Cosmo polltan. Birtht in London life ! born In Munmi .. three minutes of every '2 hour, but of the baliles bom m.ire ttmp l,t die before their socuuf. tenr A new other band, plants wbh-like a mild amount of sunllglit, and this Includes palms, aspidistra, ferns, and many ftf the vines, do not thrive if put In a All plant" require some light. supplies the energy which causes sunny location. chemical reactions to take place Inside the leaves. These reactions convert Ag and Weight the raw food elements Into food eleMuny authorities ngree that after a ment available to the plant, suys Naperson passes the age of thirty be hotild weigh from lO to 20 per cent ture Magazine. Therefore, such and roxes less us than the weight given on scales geraniums, plants ahiitllon. when set awny In a dark ns average. They explain that after Corner, do not thrive so well as when that age a person hps waavd to grow pli el I, a sunuy wind . On the ami 'Joe !)t need extra weight for Plants and Sunlight Run-lig- rlan Tailey, a Kansas City girl, famous overnight as a new star in the Metropolitan opera firmament and her name in the headlines. It saw also people paying the unheard ot price of $50 a seat to hear Raquel Meller, a Spanish song Interpreter, and some of the leading poets of the country arrayed In hostile camps over the authenticity of the poems by Nathalia Crane, the Brooklyn child poet Edna Ferber, winner of the Pulitzer novel prize In 1924, with her book, "So Big," may or may not reptat In 1926, but she got Into the headlines again Just the same. She wrote another novel, "Show Boat," ia wMch there were references to a famous Indiana politician who didn't care for them. So he threatened damage suits and that made Edna Ferber and "Show Boat" news of considerable proportions. If you consider the movies as one of the fine arts it is appropriate to f J mn here the mention screen's contribution to women In the news. It Jib wasn't Mabel r in a n d, nor Peggy Joyce. She was divorced only once during the whole 3G") days of 192(5. But Pola how can Negri you keep Pola Marian Tnllcy. out of the news? In 1924 she had the whole country worried about that reported engagement of hers to Charlie Chaplin. In 1925 she just marked time. It seems. But in 1920 she became engaged to Rudolph Valentino and when the "great lover" died Pola's grief was headlined for days. So much for the classifications. Another interesting thing is the fact that, the "really big" news stories wherein women were concerned In 1920 refuse to fall Into any' of these classifications. They are news stories that Just happened and they're news-w- ell, because they're news. Perhaps In the case of Almee McPherson,. the "disappearing evangelist," theilement of religion has something to do with It. That may be also true cf Mrs. Frances Stevens Hall, wife of a New Jersey minister, whose murdor trial is looked upon by "murder trial fans" as one of the greatest in history. As a personality, though, Mrs. Hall herself Is rather subordinated to mother the "Pig Woman," June Gibson. Then, of course, there's the moral element Involved. And speaking of morals It was a woman headliner who added "moral turpitude" to our vocabulary. Surely you remember Countess Cathcart. If for no other reason you may recall that she was at Earl Carroll's famous party where the guests looked upon wine in which sat Joyce Hawley. And when Joyce arose from this baptismal fount, the headline writers united to christen her "Bathtub Girl." Girl" didn't hold the "Bathtub newspaper spotlight very long, nor did "Sunshine Girl." which was another name for Mary Spas, the first 1920 love of BrownEdward ing, the millionaire. For her Cinderella dream jf1?"! X o ii ended when took her place and yX "Peaches' " career "Peaches" - 't has been news. Perhaps It Isn't exactly fair to JtSK Queen Marie of Rouma'iia to list .Nellie Tsrlo Hi her with these benHlriers who arc headllners more because of notoriety than because of fame. P."t she was the latest of the 1020 bendllnors to orrnpy rolutnns an 1 columns of newspaper spare for weeks nnd wevks and she was the Inspiration for a remark by a witty Amerlrnn n mere mint. It mint be urtinlttod Will Rogers, who said that America should le grateful f.ir Marie's visit If for no other reason tlmu that "she drove Alimt and 'Peaches' off the front page mid b.icU anmuj; the want ads." building. It Is, tbeiefore, deemed unnecessary to tax the heart with pnmp-In- g blood through tissues which are not actually needed. inferiority Complex There are two ways for n mnn to know what an ornery cuss he can np pear to be. One Is to run for nflVe and read the political advertisement of his opponent, the other Is to b married and have his wife tell h'i' of him. rioH.la what she Tliuea t'ti lot |
