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.
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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.
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‘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
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“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. Here's your
money.” a check from
| her handbag and gave it to Julia.
“Fifty i dollars!’”’ Mrs.
Pinney could just articulate. “But
we hoped smile would do
Bn
“It did.” Sa
She drew
your
a “Thir-
ty years ago Helen got the man 1
wanted. ever knew it
except for the
Y Erew grave
But no one
her and me, day
arried 1 pinned on my
've worn it ever sin ”
brightened a whole
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