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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 21, 1913, NOON EDITION, Image 6

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"Bat the sheriff refused.
" 'There are no men there,' he
said. 'I saw only women and chil
dren.' "'Sheriff,' I told Hill, 'you have
been tricked by men who carried you
here to cover a crime.'
" 'I know it,' said the sheriff, 'I
see it now.' .
"And I believe," added Mr. Calvin,
solemnly, "that the sheriff of Kan
awha county was absolutely innocent
of the plot which sent that train of
destruction to sweep misery and
death through Taint Creek. Every
man aboard the 'Death Special was
a deputy sheriff, a Baldwin-Feltz de
tective on the C. & O. or B. & F. mine
guard. Excepting two. One of those
two was the man who brought the
rifles and ammunition, Quinn Mor
ton, aged 68 or so, acting representa
tive of all the Paint Creek coal com
panies. The other was Morton's gen
eral manager.
"That is why I came to tell Sen
ator Borah what I know about the
mine war."
Charleston, W. Va., June 21.
NEW YORK LETTER
By Norman,
New York, June 21; This certain
ly does seem to he opening up like
a great little season for the Indefati
gable Order of Sun Bathers and An
kle Lampers,
The I. O. S. B. and A. L. is a Broad
way institution, pure and simple.
That is, as pure and simple as any
thing can be on Broadway, where
purity and simplicity are not exactly
what one would call rampant. No,
hardly rampant, The idea was, in us
ing those terms, merely to convey
the idea that the Sun Bathers and
Ankle Lampers belong on Broadway,
They know where they belong, too.
They stick around that street as
though it were the only thoroughfare
in New York where one could find
somebody else of whom to borrow a
dollar and a half to help out with the
f room tent and" (he commissariat
while the theatrical business is flat
on its back for the summer.
They've been along Broadway for
many seasons, those idle, merry gen
tlemen who have naught to do and
much to narrate. And, in the dull
years agone, they had to enjoy their
favorite pastimes separately. One
day sun-bathing, another day ankle
lamping. That was back in the days when
women wore regular skirts which
hung around their feet RememBer
those funny old skirts that didn't
cling, or twist, or anything? They
didn't give a ghost of a show for the
noble pursuit of ankle-lamping, ex
cept on rainy or windy days.
The Broadway squad used to have
to stand in doorways, or in the lee
of tall buildings and inhale a whole
lot of disagreeable weather, in order
to have any kind of a pleasant after
noon. Not so now. The happy days have
come. Sunshine spoils nobody's en
joyment. The game's getting better right
along, too,
.First the tightening of the skirt
All any ankle-lamper needed was a
corner where ladies might be seen
boarding and unboarding the street
cars.
Then the slash. Just look any
where, up and down the sidewalk.
And NOW.
Do you know what some of the
more deadly Bex are doing along
Broadway?
They are wearing socks. Socks.
Regular 1-2 hose.
Contemplate this. Consider it
Combine it with tight skirts that as
cend and slashed skirts that gape.
Do you wonder that these are
busy, blessed, buoyant days for the
I. O. S. B. and A. L.?
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lyiunicipal pig farms are urged by
an English city official as a means of
getting the greatest return from
waste food products.
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