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I'.-S- FRIDAY, JUNE 14, 1918. Jim- VS*" 7 '.,rSBKWBW,P'i I Mexican Poses Pair 'Cloak \w ^ej jtaii Dupes Jfany "7 Lovers. i *,T HAS MANY PICTURES Mementoes of Cfliqtrtata Held by fGertrude," Who Finds Build Better Fitted for Feminine Than Mascullntf Robes. El-Paso, Tex.T6 mo$t remarkable case of masqfoeradifjg on:|eord is that credited to ''GertruM' Garcia, twnty-'- three years old and of Mexican par-: entage, who successfully gulled de partment managers of San Francisco, fiil Paso, Tex., and other cities be guiled scores of lovers hoodwinked the police and even posed as a cloak model in exclusive women's establish ments, demonstrating how easy it Is for clothes to make the woman. But "Gertrude" failed to fool one man, immigration Inspector E. M. Mar nell, on duty at -the international bridge at El Paso, when he attempteti to come across the American boundary from Juarez with a passport si 1 "Maria" Garcia. A. dazzling frocks high-heeled shoes, the latest, twist: In coiffures, penciled browse-jet ear pend ants an da stray dimple were not suf ficient "camouflage" to f6ol the keen^ yed inspector, and "Gertrude" and two of her latest admirer* and dupes were turned back Garoia's Amazing Dual Life.N The exposure brought, to light the amazing dual life led by Genobeba Gar- a, born in Zacatecas, Mex., who first entered the .United States'In the guise of a woman? In.1915, accompanied by:a"- mSn'who. posed as bet"husbands Gar-"-- da's faqe Is as smooth as a child's. It .never has fcnown a razor His, habits, physiognomy, deportment and appear* -ance arethoseof a woman. His handa $re pmarl and tapering and he walks" with a feminine stride, due probably to jthe constant wearing of .high-heeled *bftfcexVtmining physicians, state. **Fwlll be difficult for' 'Gertrude' to A diamond is not the hardest thing in the world. A diamond will cut glass and bore through case hardened, tempered chrome sterol, but glass and *teelthe diamond Itself too*-are soft -compared to some tilings. The hardest thing in the world Is a hard woman. Mra Brltt was such a woman. 1 have seen bard women in my time, bu never one who was harder. She miled seldom, and when she smiled it was like the glitter of Ice. She spoke infrequently, and when she spoke her speech was the tinkle of hail on slate roofing. She did not look as if she had ever wept in her life. Every morning Mrs. Brltt appeared .at the Red Cross auxiliary in upper Broadway. She was the first to arrive In the .morning, the last to leave at, night No one knew much about her though. She* was: not the Sort that crake confidences. But that she was a worker--^ $6r4\ ftorVeh+Uo one would' dispute. Efficiency :as cyou'd suppose, 9a** *teatt ofrMrs.'s Brltt** i A ^^^felncfent'Womeh'Hard? Efflolertcyflreadful word that I How ftenthar4 wot$eB are fflcfen*r How often effleient Ionian are aard I Sbje waa bbtavMrs^lBritfc The moment she came in at the door she had her hat and Jacket off. Th6" next Instant she: was atfaeroiace, her mbutti $et, grlni, .ttpier^ arid1iSrd-4iard at work. -Prob jibly he did her work only from a sense of duty. Hard women always profess that trait Dutys duty I But, -jtheny few women are as hard as. Mrs. BWtt: In contrast to heir was Mrat IFarloy. She was soft arid womarily and gentle fthe exact opposite, She was not ery efilQlent, .of course, though she tried. Day after day Mrs. Farlow sat at the work table, her mouth quiver ing, smiling wistfully, the tears starting ilh her eyes. The bandages that came rfrora her were often soiled and rum ipled, poorly sewn, too, by her poor lit tle trembling fingers. It was a won der she could even see to sew at all. Again and again what she turned in .had to be thrown away. But no one reprimanded her. No one ven let fall a hint that she was more of a burden than a help. The hearts ..of all those women ached with woman ly pity for the poor, stricken mother. Once In awhile, though, In her corner at the back of the room Mrs. Brltt would turn around and throw a glance at her. The glance was as hard as jocksrharder, In fact. Mrs. Farlow had a son in the Rain bow division. The son was the oldest of her four children, and until he went away the little mother had bee* the happiest woman in the world. Now any day he might be ordered off to France. MbUwiUht ~iiirnrTTsVnB rwfpp make allying 'as'a'm'anln waajjie re- "Gertrude" Failed to Fool One Man. and feminine characteristics which his constant pose as a woman tot many years have developed to a marked de-. gree." His hair, which he wears like a woman, extends far below the waist, when taken--down. It never has been Mexican Had Many Admirers. Trunks" which" Garcia attempted to get across the Mexican border at the time he: was apprehellded contained quantities of feminine attire. They also contained pictures of many men, wh.o.*^rcla explained with a smile, had been admirers of bis and who ney.er .ba,d penetrated his disguise. Garcia told the immigration officials that many of his conquests were made while he was posmg-as a cloak model in shop* at? EI PpMV i'SSan Diego /and San ftanclsco. There is something for you in the Want Ad column, today/ It's on the last page. Red Cross Workers Solve in One Minute the Mystery oj the Stony Hearted Mrs. Britt* 1 By MAXIMILIAN FOSTER Of the Vigilantes. His picture was in the locket she wore. Every half hour she would stop her work to look at It Sometimes, her face wistful, she would"show It to the other workers, voicing the anguish that with every waking*breath she- drew twanged hollowly in her mother's heart. One afternoon Mrs. Farlow's oldest daughter came hurrying In. Her face was white. She had just learned that the Rainbow division had been ordered overseas. Mrs. Farlow rose, her face tragic. One glance she gave about her, then she collapsed, sinking to the floor. In her fall she overturned a huge pile of antiseptic gauze Just torn into squares for Triangulars No. 13. The room instantly was in confu sion. Instantly Very one sprang to the mother's aid-^that -is, every one but Mrs. .Brltt She rose and rescued the bandages under foot Then, her face hard as nails, grimly Mrs. Brltt went backnb heT'*- work:i -C: port of immigration service-lJnysicTaffs?*""An "because of the peculia/'i&annerlsmf ..:t!'_:^I... B. Th| |ke to' tranl b#/a hung ##8 "acceptejj potatoes wej vyai tendertl vthe When'-'' Mrs. Farlow, still stricken, was led away to her car outside the drab figure in the corner was plugging away as-jnecbaa iically and m|thO(H^lyj^erer. one glance be threw ~#r^ iter ghaut-: der at the weeping woman was'almost contemptuous. A hard woman, Mrs. Brltt a heart less one, too, It was agreed. For days nothing was seen at the auxiliary-, of Mrs Farlow. It was un derstood that In her grief and appre hension she was ill In bed. Then one afternoon, pallid nd quivering* she came in at ttfe door. She smiled wist: fully when the others gathered about her. "Let me work," she appealed plaintively. "Work may help me: not to think." f'" C-^'Mi'l Her Bandages Worthies*. She took a bandage and tried to sew. She made poor work of it, how ever. Then her head sank on her breast and the bandage slipped from her hands. "I can'toh, I can't I" she wept Once more she was led away. The same thing happened three or four days later. A week later the mother wandered In again. By now the first of the troops were in the trenches, and her pale, transparent face was like a wraith's. She tool a bandage she tried to sew, and for a third time Mrs. Farlow gave In. "Oh, my boy, my boy I" she walled. The next Instant a face was thrust into hers. The face was Mrs. Britl's, and the hard, bony vlsn^ was quiver ing with III concealed anger and con tempt "Sit down! Stop li!" said Mrs Brltt With oue lium) she iL: ust Mm. &rx-~'* Farlow back on her chair with tbe other she thrust at her the half fin ished bandage. Her tone as grim as her face, she spoke, and again the sound of it was like hail pattering on slate. "You're not thinking of, your son," she said. "You're just thinking of yourself I" There Was a murmur of remon strance. Mrs. Brltt heard it, and she flashed a look about her. But when she spoke again it was to Mrs. Farlow she spoke. Think of Your 8on. "You're not the only mother In this war," she said. "If you thought a lit tle more about them and a little less about yourself you'd be doing some thing. You'd be helping your son, for one thing I" *{SFhy wbat you mean?" gasped Mrs-j^arJow. Mrs.' Brltt smiled another adamant. Icy smile. "Your son wouldn't die for,want of care. Any one of those bandages I've seen you ruin might save his life. Any one of them might save the^ life -of some other mother's son l" #&s. Fartow shrank _a# ft, she had The slTence, toe grim reserve, which fejgd cloaked Mrs. Brltt seemed for a moment to quit her. "I have no son,"! fBA-jsaMkher flinty voice biting out the w^rtbicf?'_ %h THE BEMIDJI DAILY PIONEER Bank Responsible for Error. ^interesting decision has been niadS^y the Missouri court of appeals, re%tjve to holding the sender of i telegram reponslble for a mistake In tranS$lssit*n\ A Wyoming bank tele-" graptiftj a nrokerr.ge house, offering a ]QS$ of potatoes at $1.35 a hundred te&graph company's mjs ission made the price 85 ed: The* supposed offej by the brokers and the shipped. When.payment at the rate of 85 cents a hundred th4'Wyoming bank refused to accept the/.money and brought/suit for flin amount. The Missouri c*ourt$f, appeals ruled that tb.e bank had raajle' the telegraph company its ageni.m forwarding the telegram 'and fhaf'as the brokerage house acted in "good faith it could not be compelled to pay more than the amount quoted in the message. State Protects War Gardens. '_.., The supreme judicial court of Mas sachusetts held, in the case of Com monwealth vs. Gallata, that where a landlord terminated, a tenancy at: will of city lots, the tenant was entitled, to growing crops as against the landlord and a subsequent lessee with knowl edge of the first tenancy. The cburt said: "The generajl prln clple Is that where a person is In pos session of land nnder a title that may be determined by an uncertain event not within his control, it Is essential to the Interests of agriculture that such a termination of his lease shall not prevent him reaping what he has sown and we see ho reason why a tenant should be denied the right to emblements by the act of tl\e land lord where the crop Is raised n a city lot rather than on a-farm." Yours Is Coming, William 1 Bad as things are, it is impossible not to smile at William Hohenzollern. Of the Russian peace he said: "The complete victory fills me jwltlv. gratitude.' It permits us to live again one of those great moments In which, we can reverently admire God's hand In history." Did a more sanctimonious scoundrel ever Ctt^ a throaf?.': Ah, William You rest on the knees of the gods, and far from safety. Any moment, overt you mays,go, ,?a ee down, and our turn will come to^admire God!a hand in hjstory, .applied with enP phasis where it will do most good. Life. had one, but be died at Guantanamo. It, was in the Spanish war," snapped Mrs. Britt, ''and there were no bandagesnothing That's why he died. That's why I'm here tiitW It'tt to keepMother womenmoth ersr-from becoming the sort of woman Iant* A harsh, brittle laugb escaped her. "Oh, I know what yon think of me. Tye heard.what you said. Well," $ald Mrs. tiriiti^aiy son wouldn't have died llker that maybe if I hadn't sat around sniffling arid snuffling, never doing a thing." Then, her lips drawn Into a bony smile, she glanced about her once more and stalked back to her place In the corner^ That night Mrs. Farlow rose from her place at the bandage table and sought the table at the back. For the first time that day. Mrs. Farlow bad managed to create half a dozen band ages, none of which had to be thrown away. Timidly she held out a hand to tbe drab, dingy figure In tbe corner. "1I've done better today," she said timidly. Mrs. B(ritt looked up at ber. Out of the corner of one glassy eye something welled, then fell, running slowly down tier cheek. "tie was or.ly twenty. He was all I had," said Mrs. Britt, _4- pf MURPHY AT THE BAT ini Tn'ir MI i I i i ii mm jm wm wwwj* J4 wtyywgBu HI '.u. President Wi|son Says-'Tlie Country's First Business Is to Win the War" This means that everything which will help win must be given right of way. Foodgrain and meatis one of the prime essentials and you farmers are responsible for the grain and meat. Your Barn, Hog House and GranaryYes, II w". are just as important as war winning equipment as are munition factories. You owe it to your country to have buildings which will help you produce to the limit at lowest cost and also help you prevent waste of feed and machinery and loss of stock. Delay in.putting your present equipment into proper con- dition or building necessary new equipment simply slows down production and permits unnecessary waste. Let us help you plan now for your part in helping to win this war. Materials will NOT be any cheaper. St. Hilaire Retail Lumber Co. i ..J. Xi-J JJJJ JLU Phones 100 We Reduce Your Board Bill iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiriiiiilliiiiiiiiiiiniiiiliiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii vnxr i. zs j^y,. IIIIIIIIUIUIUIUIIIIHIIUIIIJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII BEMIDJI, the yff^ntU^Jt "Wtatilett Day." illllllllllllllllllllllll DoubletheValue and Pleasures of Your Old Home jk i STUMBLING i BLOCK front stoop was made into a comfortable porch, with a vestibule entrance and a triple front window. Cell-like living and dining tooms Were con verted into delightful living quarters by a bookcase colonnade opening. A "homey" nook with ir~*"v.\%e* Ar-":* a cheerful fireplace and window selifs'wa'* add^if to free living room. Housework was made easier by a built-in sideboard in the dining room and by per manent cupboards in the kitch en. The reaf stoop Was con verted into a usable screened porch. A medicine cabinet was built-in over the bath room basin. The front bed room was given a daylight closet. These things were done to this old houseand they double its value and comforts. Perhaps your old house needs to be made new. Let us help you do it. We will give you some suggestions for doubling the value and pleasures of your old home. And we will tell you how much it will cost. SMITH-ROBINSONLUMBERCO PHONE 97 }T^-*^^^pm PAGE SEVEN The first thing i recruit asked for In the very first letter written home from the cantonment, one of the new National Army men said, "Please send me a pocket book." He, like thousands of others, found out "that he couldn't carry money in soldier's clothes as* he did in citizen's clothes. Barker's has genuine leather pocket books in jtyles and sizes best adapt ed to a soldier's needs pocket books and bill books. They are genuine leather, strongly sewed md finely finishedgood fhings for you as well as for soldiers. Prices range from 25c to $10.00. Here are some other good gift things, in leather, soldiers' will be glad to get. See that your boy has them. Military Sets $1.00 to $6 Military Kits $1.00 to $5 Military Diaries 75c Card Cases 50c to $4.00 E. A. BARKER Drug & Jewelry Store 217 Third St. Phonographs Kodaks People Read This Newspaper That's why ft would be profitable foryou to advertise in it If yoa vuani a Job Jf you *v*nt to hire somebody If you WMtii to sell something If you w*nt to bay something If you want to rent your bouse If you want to sell your house If you want to sell your farm If you want to buy property If there Is anything thai you want the quickest and best way to supply thai want ts by placing an advertisement in this paper Tbe results will surprise and please you MINN. ^#1 .H a* _'*