By LEMUEL F. PARTON N EW YORK.—In Indianola, Iowa, the only member of the Mulli- can family who stayed that way was Doc Mullican, the Only Doc town dentist. One Mullican of his daughters Stayed Put married, and the four others came the Lane sisters of Hollywood. Had he lived a few months longer, the father would have witnessed the grand slam success of three of the girls, Priscilla, Rosemary and Lola, in the new film “Four Daughters.” The home background of the Lane girls is such that it suggests Meg, Beth, Jo and Amy, these dents somehow easing into the pic- ture, to the delight of the audience and the quite unrestrained enthusi- asm of the critics. It is too bad that Leota couldn't have been the fourth daughter—this without dis- a full share of honors. aiming at the Metropolitan and is now studying at the Juilliard School of Music. Indianola, 21 miles south of Des Moines on the Rock Island, lege. The Mullican girls, all musi- cally gifted and all good looking, became locally famous for home musicales and their stunts, Lola, eldest of the four, met Gus Edwards, away out on the kerosene circuit, 18 miles Lola Leads from Indianola. Trek to She persuaded Hollywood him to give her a tryout. That led to a vaudeville engagement, and later to Hollyweod. It was Edwards who tagged her Lola Lane. Leota moved party Priscilla and Rosemary were still in school. But, at the ages of 14 and 16, respectively, the two latter rounded out the quartette in Holly- wood, in “Varsity Show." They have a grand house, showy cars, silks and sables and what-not— in the Hollywood routine—but their public doesn't begrudge them their slice of the American dream, as long as they so faithfully portray its ‘Little Women" of poignant mem- ory. “Four Daughter duction cost, was ¢ without any fuss wha ics headline it as a ‘‘sensational success.” The lesson seems to be that the picture moguls, downheart- ed about the business and ready to spend until it hurts, are overlooking the pulling power of not necessarily expensive taste, simplicity, and sound dramatic craftsmanship, in lieu of a million dollars. » » » F IT hasn't already happened, it is pretty nearly a certainty that someone will give Commodore Rob- ert B. Irving, master of the Queen Mary, a pipe for Master of breaking the At- Queen Mary lantic speed Likes Pipes ord. pipes and smokes them almost constantly, and impor- tant occasions in his life are usually signalized by the ceremonious pre- sentation of a B.B.B.—Best British Briar—which type of pipes features his collection of several hundred. The tall, smiling, wind-and-sun- tanned skipper is a border Scots- man of Kirtlebridge, Dunfreeshire, 61 years old, a sailing man for 47 years, 35 years with the Cunard line, barring time out for war service. He is deliberate, friendly, chatty lest pro- unveiled wer. Crit- world to pose for the portrait of a speed demon. fature elephants. The son of a retired army colonel, his line, he went to sea at 12 on the school ship Conway, and, shipped on a four-master around the horn to San Francisco. He joined the Cunard line as fourth officer. His first command was the Venno- nia, and later he was master of many of the crack ships of the line, including the Lusitania, in 1914, and the Aquitania. In his native Kirtlebridge, he lives in a house built in 1770, tramps through his 1,500 acres of copse and raises spaniels. As one who has ranged the world through nearly half a century, he is happiest when headed homeward, for there he is the kilted chief of the ancient Irv- ing clan, and there his heart is. © Consolidated News Features. WNU Service. ‘We Must Hang Together’ “We must hang together’ is one of the famous puns in history and is attributed to Benjamin Franklin, When the Declaration of Independ- ence was signed, John Hancock, president of the continental con- gress, put his name to the docu- ment first. ‘““Now we must all hang together,” he remarked as he wrote his name. ‘Yes, indeed,” retorted Doctor Franklin, “we must all h together or assuredly we shall hang separately.” Glitter. . . "Keeping up with the Joneses'' becomes a boomer- ang when we allow snobbery to distort our true sense of values. heeeBy WINIFRED WILLA RD eed )ISTER SUE was invited to be ad- viser to the rich couple furnish- ing their new home in New York. That's because she has good sense, eye for values and impeccable taste, The living room after it was blue- printed, lacked snap. It needed a The interior decora- Mistress “so was im- price $9. said they were Sister Sue thought they were Next day Sister Sue said, “Why pay $9 when you can get a more stun- ning pair at Covington’s for $6.50?" But ‘“no,”” thought Mistress, ‘‘there couldn't be anything so beautiful as these particular red elephants.” A few days later, Sister Sue played a trump card with apparent unconcern. Very casually she said she ““‘couldn’t see the point in paying $0 for two red elephants that could identical in every way 1” In the face of dismaying information, Mis- Of course she did not that tress wilted. She finally ac- cy to handle that bit of decorative difficulty. The walls of the million dollar room of the Union League club at Chicago are papered with certifi- cates of stocks that were once said to be as good as gold. We believed the people who said they were. May- be they believed themselves too! The only trouble was that the values just weren't there. We do the same things. We plaster our lives thick with standards of cost instead of worth. We carry the same sort of stand- ards as far as the schools we choose for our children. Tradition, price, social register, what the Joneses do, all weigh heavily with us instead of where our children will learn the most and become their best. Over New York way is a family whose educational affections are rooted in one particular exclusive college. Costs $2,500 a year for daughter to go there. Just now that's too much. Family is very sorry for itself at the mere thought that it may have to consider an- other college to which their daugh- ter may be obliged to go, where ex- penses are only $1,000. It doesn’t seem to occur to family that this school is very high class; a topper in the educational world with facul- ty as good as the country affords, a great library, a century of associa- tions and traditions, good enough for any blue-blood; a beautiful cam- pus more than a hundred years old! But it costs less. That is the only thing against it. Thereby family concludes that it has to be worth less. Strange that after all our les- sons we can’t learn to tell gold from A Social Killing A man was buying his wife a wondrous ruby ring. Its color and cutting and setting were perfect. Anything lovelier couldn’t be imag- ined. Much personal and foolish importance was attached to the pur- The merchant said its price was $3,000. They flipped the money from their purses as if it were a farthing and said to each other so the merchant heard, that they were sorry; they had would be so much bigger a story to And they intended that ring to help them make a social “kill- They remind me of the man who went to market to buy a big pipe He did not know anything about organs; only something about dollars. This one had a big front and cost a lot of money, many thousands. It was exceedingly short on performance. Another instrument with half the window display at much less than half the cost had real musical mer- it, had what an organ ought to have —melody and harmony, sweetness, richness and variety of tone. But the man who went to market to buy an organ paid the big price for the poor product. It made such a good story to tell. See how much it cost! Most of us are like that! We pur- chase a sensible little string of beads as a gift to some graduating girl, Then we scour around until we find a Tiffany box in which to send it. We buy some perfectly good ten cent store candy for the week-end or as an informal, friend- ly courtesy. But when we share it with others, if we are clever enough, our candy gets placed in a blue-blood box with a famous trade name which somehow we think takes off the ten cent curse. We just seem made that way. We can’t help it apparently, because we judge so frequently by other standards than downright values. Really it is the same thing with infinite variations as Mistress’ two red elephants, highly desirable at $9 ~impossible at $1.49, Copyright.—~WNU Service, LIBERAL PAYMENT They had decided to marry, and walked into the manse. The clergy- the Montreal Herald, and after- wards gave the bridegroom a word “Thank ye a thoosand times, mon,” the bridegroom returned, fer- “I'm awfu’ sorry I canna pay ye as muckle as I wad like, sir, but—"' ““That’s all right—that's all right,” interrupted the clergyman. “If ye'll tak me doen to your gas meter,” continued the other, “I'll show ye hoo tae fix it so it wanna register.” Stopped Short The case came to an end and the judge sentenced the man in the dock to a long term of imprisonment. The following day the prisoner's lawyer called on his client in prison to arrange an appeal. “You're a fine lawyer, you are,” said the prisoner, contemptuously. “Why all through the case you kept saying ‘Your Honor, 1 object,” but when the judge sentenced me to ten years, you didn't say a word. Why didn’t you object to that?" HIS DAY COMING counselor lawyer, is The Stranger — Your Grabber is he not? The Town Justice—Yes, he's a lawyer an’ he's supposed to be a riminal. But we never could get nothin’ on him. Coincidence “Daddy, where were you born?” Willie asked his fat! g “In New York.” “Where was mama born?" “In Chicago.” “Where was 1 “In Philadelphia. “Queer how three people came together, isn't it?" — Philadelphia Bulletin, Bide the Time The village fire brigade stood by, watching the top story of a building blazing merrily. When questioned by an onlooker about their inactiv- ity, the captain replied, blandly: “Our hoses ain't any too powerful, mister. We'll "ave a better chance when the fire gets to the second floor!” born?" Poor Ma Mother (from next room): my, for goodness’ sake switch off that loudspeaker. That woman's voice goes through me! Tommy-—That isn't the loudspeak- er, Ma, It's Mrs. Brown come to see you! Tom- Realization “I suppose you felt flattered when you succeeded in joining your lodge." “1 did,” answered Jud Tunkins, “until I found out what a lot of peo- The Ambitious Josh “Does your son like his new posi- “No,” answered Farmer Corntos- sel. “Josh is havin’ his usual trouble and run the business wrong." HIS TIME COMING 0h. “You know Bertha, | think there are sharks about this resort.” “Oh! You only think there are! You haven't paid your hotel bill yet, have you?” New Kind of Weather Sambo-—Well, Rastus, this shore looks like little dog weather. Rastus—What you mean, little dog weather? Sambo—P'ups it'll rain and p’ups it won't. So Romantic He (nervously)—Elizabeth, dar- ling, there is something that has been trembling on my lips for months and months. She—Yes, so I see; why don't you shave it off?—~Providence Journal. The SALLY SMILE M BS. PINNEY had called to see Miss Bowman, and the two women were in close conver- sation in Miss Bowman's private office. Miss Bowman was chief executive of the governing board of the hospital, and Mrs. Pinney | was a director. “Well, it simply D. J. Walsh Copyright WNU Service “Sally Drew!” Mrs. Pinney jumped. ‘She's the very one. I'll see her this afternoon.” Sally Drew was a tiny woman pale pointed little face. Her eyes were wonderful, so bright, so | black, so alive. They danced in has come 10 | her face. Miss Bowman said, wiping | wonderful than her eyes. her eyeglasses nervously, “we'll The smile came now at sight of have to close the hospital, if we Mrs. Pinney. “Julia!” she cried. “Come right nobly — in.” In Sally’s small living room, so old-fashioned, so cozy, and withal so well suited to Sally | Julia Pinney told her story. citizens have done thing. It remains for some mon- " Chichester? SUg- | «well, what do you want me to Mrs. Pinney | 459» Sally asked. “1 want you to go to Helen Chi- chester and get her to give us $5,000. That will keep the pital running for one year. that—but we'll hope." 5 smile “Like Mrs. looked rather worn from the long- continued struggle of keeping the | precious little hospital going on next to nothing a year. “Yes! Mrs. Chichester. She is | our richest citizen. She could give | $50,000 and never feel it.” “But would she?” “There's the afraid wouldn't, proached her unsuccessfully “So have aned Mrs. Pin- | ney. you can't force a per- | son to give up her money, that's hopeless.” certain, 1 st se it's or! } that. I've | pense, Sal “1 don't know about 3 V 8 : : been thinking I'd send Sally Drew | smile was bright “l couldn't get : 3 | to her and see what good that would do." hos- After question. she indeed. away sooner Ce —————— A Costly Road The Pulaski skyway is probably the most expensive road in the The part of is raised is three miles | long and cost $21,000,000, The ap- | proaches cost an additional $19,- { 000,000, This roadway is 50 feet in width and can easily accommo- date five lanes of traffic. It is estimated that 20,000,000 motor vehicles use it annually. It passes over both the Hackensack and the rivers and the New Jer- Meadows. Passaic | sey | see, we haven't spoken before in | thirty years—" ‘“What?'’ gasped Mrs. Pinney. ‘““Thirty years,” nodded Sally. “1 did hate to go. But after 1 got there it was all right. 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