anaheim-gazette 1926-08-26

Mr. and Mrs. Sallie being the Confessions of a new wife by Gladjs Baker Illustrated by Paul Robinson Copyright 1925 by Publishers Autocaster Service Out of the Past—A Friend When I arrived at Ellie's there was no letter from Curtiss, and then began a series of days when my main purpose in life was to watch and wait for some word from him requesting my return. A great deal of my time was spent alone, in spite of Ellie and Carmen constantly urging me to accompany them to some festive affair. I never knew before how utterly lonesome one could be in a city as friendly to its strangers as New York. Often when returning from a matinee or a concert at Aeolian hall it seemed to me that each one I passed walked briskly and with some purpose in sight. I found myself picturing romances about each figure as it hurried through the gathering dark and was faintly jealous of the shop girls who chatted with bright, excited faces about "Tom" and "Jim." I had lived over each word of the last interview I had had with Curtiss when he had begged me to have faith in his love, assuring me that everything would soon be as it had been once before. But, I smiled cynically, the intrusion into our happiness by this chit of a girl. I asked myself a thousand times why Curtiss couldn't untangle the skeins of the intricate web which she had woven so skilfully about them both that it apparently held them powerless and fast. He had declared his love for me only during that final talk, but with such seriousness that I felt there come entangled with Lethe had long since dropped her attitude, his business absurd thought. Companionship After a cozy little dimm Ellie's perfectly trained seemed eager for a tete-urged him to play instead. "Ever since you were been working on one com explained. 'I'll play that for like,'" "Please do," I begged, himself at Ellie's piano and ment his hands rested sil keys. Then he began to play. I had thought in Paris thence when at the plano, his eyes the most beautiful music he heard, but this composition seemed to inspire him from first note and, when he I found myself as before, my eyes. He remained at the pic last mellow tune had melted and then came over and on the divan. For a long of us spoke. "Oh, Barry, it's too low with words!" I said. "Stained glass windows of or the sun falling on the hinting its snowy peaks we glow—or like children's when they first awake." "I wrote it for you. So cause you like it—that is I wove into it your beauty pathetic spirit, your radiance your kindness and your that it is the only worth-have ever done. I can see conceit because I don't mine," his eyes grew sad seen them once before. The "You remember the Cassine whom we met in I nooded my head." "He le the Spring, and so I've Russian name for Spring, it on the program with Le." I did not want Barry to me and I felt from what said that we were approach our ground, so I was g I had lived over each word of the last interview I had had with Curtiss when he had begged me to have faith in his love, assuring me that everything would soon be as it had been once before. But, I smiled cynically, the intrusion into our happiness by this chit of a girl. I asked myself a thousand times why Curtiss couldn't untangle the skeins of the intricate web which she had woven so skillfully about them both that it apparently held them powerless and fast. He had declared his love for me only once during that final talk, but with such seriousness that I felt there must be some explanation of the whole miserable affair. And yet I had begun to realize that he was too proud to come after me or even write requesting my return after he had pleaded with me so earnestly not to come to New York, and to Ellie of whom he heartily disapproved. In the meantime, New York was settling itself to a hard, biting cold, and it was the season of the year when I longed for companionship and bright, happy moments with all the unquenchable desire of youth. Ellie had told me that I never looked better in my life. Just that morning she had said: "You know what old Shake said about Love, don't you, sport? That 'men have died and worms have eaten them but not of LOVE'. I think it's the same way with you, because you've never been more of a knockout than you are right now!" In spite of my heart's hunger, I had never felt in such excellent health. More than at any time in my life, I was keeping regular hours. Walking in New York was a diversion in which I never ceased to find delight, and each day found me covering five or six miles which never failed to have an exhilarating effect. I went to bed early each night with some entertaining book of fiction, but it was not long before I was fast asleep. I had begun to make a desperate effort to put Curtiss out of my life. On days when I found myself roaming in the past, I would put on my coat and hat and go out with some definite goal in sight. It was on such a day that I had gone to the Metropolitan Museum, where I had been studying Celilin's exquisite cup of gold. As I stepped from the building, I caught my breath at the lovelliness of the out-of-doors. An early dusk had thrown its mantle over the scurrying throng and a light snow had begun to fall. I felt gloriously alive! Then suddenly there in the crowd I saw him coming toward me. Intensively our glances met. "Sallie!" "Barry!" For it was no other than Barrington Pierce, whom I had neither seen or heard of since Curtiss and I were in France. "What luck!" he exclaimed, "I've just come from Ellie's, trying to get word of you, and you can imagine my delight when she told me you were in New York and gave me some of your favorite haunts. The gods were with me, because I came directly here!" In the meantime we had moved over to the enclosure made by a shop window, and his words of enthusiastic interest warmed my heart. In the glow of the lights I had an opportunity to examine his face. I had always thought of him in connection with the word THERE'S NO FOR CH All these years the records of J. C. Joplin's office have stood minute annual inspection from grand jury reports "What luck!" he exclaimed, "I've just come from Ellie's, trying to get word of you, and you can imagine my delight when she told me you were in New York and gave me some of your favorite haunts. The gods were with me, because I came directly here!" In the meantime we had moved over to the enclosure made by a shop window, and his words of enthusiasm warmed my heart. In the glow of the lights I had an opportunity to examine his face. I had always thought of him in connection with the word 'Byronesque' because there was absolute poetical beauty in his face. He had changed but slightly, possibly the only difference being a trace of shadows under his flashing eyes, which were almost black, and seemed more serious more grownup—a trifle more mature. "Ellie was good enough to invite me back to dinner," he said, "with you," he smiled. "She was getting off, as she expressed it, 'in a cloud of dust,' and paused just long enough to tell me—" he hesitated. "About me?" I asked, hoping that she had not told him all. "Just enough to let me know that you're not happy, and by jove, Salille, this thing has got to stop!" he vehemently declared. "Thank God I came to America when I did. I wouldn't have, I don't suppose, if it hadn't been for Lemoyne—." "Oh, Barry!" I interrupted, "Is Lemoyne here, too? How wonderful! Where is she?" "At the Plaza with friends," he replied, and I noticed that his voice was not as buoyant as it had been before we mentioned Lemoyne. "She's singing in marvelously these days," he finally said; "her manager wanted her to have a series of concerts here and, since she would only consent on condition that I would be her accompanist and also take part on the program with some instrumental things, I decided to come along. I wanted to return to America for more reasons than one," he said, his eyes meeting mine, "and to find you here in New York seems just too good to be true." I knew he would change the subject, for he disliked ever talking about his work or his career. I was as radiant as a schoolgirl with her first date. It had been so long since I had been showered with attention, compliments and questions about myself, for even before Curtiss had be- Stands Up Under Close Inspection All these years the records of J. C. Joplin's office have stood minute annual inspection from grand jury experts. And his office has been found ship-shape. Why, then, change treasurers? Make No Change J. C. Joplin has seen to it that County has had a square deal in County money. The law provides loan County money at a rate of mittee of public officials. These fairly among thirty-two banks of helps to carry on business in you gets its interest. In the past year Joplin has collected $44,079.58 on business for Orange County. It is to the interest of every County to keep J. C. Joplin right. Re-Elect Joplin come entangled with Letitia Evans, he had long since dropped his lover-like attitude, his business absorbing entire thought. Companionship After a cozy little dinner served by Ellie's perfectly trained maid, Barry seemed eager for a tete-a-tete, but I urged him to play instead. "Ever since you were in Paris I've been working on one composition," he explained, "I'll play that for you. If you like." "Please do," I begged. He seated himself at Ellie's piano and for a moment his hands rested silently on the keys. Then he began to play. As usual I had thought in Paris that he created when at the piano, his eyes were closed. The most beautiful music that I had ever heard, but this composition of his own seemed to inspire him from the very first note and, when he had finished, I found myself as before, with tears in my eyes. He remained at the piano until the last mellow tune had melted into space, and then came over and sat beside me on the divan. For a long while neither of us spoke. "Oh, Barry, it's too lovely to spoil with words!" I said, "it's like the stained glass windows of St. Chappelle, or the sun falling on the Jungfrau and tinting its snowy peaks with the Alpine glow—or like children's starry eyes when they first awake." "I wrote it for you, Sallie, and because you like it—that is my reward. I wove into it your beauty, your sympathetic spirit, your radiant happiness, your kindness and your mirth. I feel that it is the only worth-while thing I have ever done, I can say it without conceit because I don't feel that it is mine," his eyes grew sad, and I had seen them once before, then he went on: "You remember the Cossack friend of mine whom we met in Montmartre?" I nodded my head. "He likened you to the Spring, and so I've given it the Russian name for Spring. I shall use it on the program with Lemoyne." I did not want Barry to make love to me and I felt from what he had just said that we were approaching dangerous ground, so I was glad when he lars per share was levied on the Capital Stock of the corporation, payable at once to the secretary of the company, at Anaheim, Orange County, California. Any stock upon which this assessment shall remain unpaid on the 13th day of September, 1926, will be delinquent and advertised for sale at public auction and unless payment is made before, will be sold on the 11th day of October, 1926, at S o'clock P. M. to pay delinquent assessment, together with the cost of advertising and expenses of sale. ANAHEIM EUCALYPTUS WATER CO. By M. E. BEEBE. Secretary. 8-12-4t THE ART OF SHOPPING An aimless shopper talking to her companion—Well, dear, as you're not going to buy anything you might just as well look at something more expensive. (Political Advertisement) In active law practice 23 years. I did not want Barry to make love to me and I felt from what he had just said that we were approaching dangerous ground, so I was glad when he spoke of Lemoyne. "Let's call her up," I suggested. "I'm wild to see her, in fact I can hardly wait." "I'll agree on one condition, Sallie, and that is that you'll let me see you tomorrow alone. And you will let me share your troubles? Won't you promise me that you will?" There was such genuine desire on his part to make me less sad, that once my heart was filled with gratitude that there was someone who really cared. I promised I would meet him some place for tea the following afternoon. (To be continued next week) NOTICE OF ASSESSMENT Anaheim Eucalyptus Water Co., location principal place of business, Anaheim, California. Notice is hereby given that at a regular meeting of the board of directors, held on the 3rd day of August, 1926, Assessment No. 22 of three ($3.00) dol- In active law practice 23 years. Prosecuting criminal cases more than 11 years. Deputy and Chief Deputy District Attorney of Orange County five and one half years. Tried 95 per cent of the criminal cases in Superior Court in Orange County in the five and one-half years. Record of convictions during that time, first in the state. My desire is to rid the County of criminals and thus protect the people and their property. I want your support and your vote. You be the Judge. Election, August 31. C. N. MOZLEY for District Attorney IT'S NO REASON FOR CHANGE J. C. Joplin has given faithful service to Orange County. He has handled millions upon millions of dollars for this County, and this County has never lost a dollar by it. Why, then, change? The integrity of a lifetime—old-fashioned plain honesty—marks service to Orange County. He has handled millions upon millions of dollars for this County, and this County has never lost a dollar by it. Why, then, change? The integrity of a lifetime—old-fashioned plain honesty—marks every action and every move by this honest pioneer. Why make any change when you have a man like J. C. Joplin on the job? Change in This Office is seen to it that every community of this square deal in the distribution of loans of The law provides that the treasurer can pay at a rate of interest fixed by a comficials. These loans have been distributed by two banks of this County. This money business in your community. The County In the past year County Treasurer J. C. ed $44,079.58 on these loans. That’s good ge County. interest of every community in Orange C. Joplin right where he is. Joplin Re-Elect Joplin Vote for Jim Sl Two judges for the full term of six years are to be elected by the people of Orange County this year. H. G. Ames, of Anaheim, is a candidate for one of these two full terms. He is in the prime of life—48 years old. He has been a resident of Orange County for 39 years, and was educated in its public schools. He has practiced law continuously in Orange County for 24 years. Four years as Deputy District Attorney afforded him an opportunity to become familiar with criminal law and procedure. As City Attorney of Anaheim, he served for 11 years—from 1911 to 1922—during the period of its greatest civic advancement, and hundreds of thousands of dollars in securities of that City were issued in numerous improvement proceedings and bond issue successfully handled by him; and in addition to his public service, he has enjoyed a large civil practice for many years and has handled a large volume of litigation. Upon the resignation of Judge R. Y. Williams as Judge of the Superior Court, Judge Ames was appointed as his successor and has served on the of thousands of dollars in securities of that City were issued in numerous improvement proceedings and bond issue successfully handled by him; and in addition to his public service, he has enjoyed a large civil practice for many years and has handled a large volume of litigation. Upon the resignation of Judge R. Y. Williams as Judge of the Superior Court, Judge Ames was appointed as his successor and has served on the bench continuously since that time. His services as Judge of the Superior Court have met with the universal approval of the bar and the public generally. During his term upon the bench he has acted as Judge of the Juvenile Court, and in dealing with juvenile offenders he has sought to correct and reform rather than to punish. Election will Mean a Continuance of these Policies in the Juvenile Court VOTE FOR SLEEPER (INCUMBENT) COUNTY ASSESSOR Every taxpayer in Orange County is paying less money for maintenance of the County government because Jim Sleeper is forcing the big oil corporations to pay a just proportion of the taxes. When you re-elect him you'll know exactly what kind of an Assessor you'll be getting. Every taxpayer in Orange County is paying less money for maintenance of the County government because Jim Sleeper is forcing the big oil corporations to pay a just proportion of the taxes. When you re-elect him you'll know exactly what kind of an Assessor you'll be getting. He was the first Assessor in the County to assess the oil companies for a mineral right—such rights are now paying over $775,000 a year in taxes, which is $200,000 more than the total tax of the County in 1910. His assessments have been uniformly fair. In his 16 years in office he has made approximately 400,000 assessments, and so fair have they been, hardly a dozen of them have been changed by the County Board of Equalization. It's a remarkable record and a remarkable tribute to efficiency and fairness. He has made the big fellow pay his share, which he was not doing when Sleeper took office. Today one 20-acre piece of oil land with 11 wells on it is alone paying more taxes than the 231 oil wells and 7484 acres of oil land in the County were paying in 1910, the year before Sleeper took office. Folks of Orange County: Are you going to fire a man like that out of office just to give a newcomer a job? Answer the question at the primaries, August 31, by voting for him.