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BIBLE THOUGHT
MarcR 18, 1929
THE CHASTENING OF LOVE—For
Lord will not cast off forever; But though he
cause grief, yet will he have compassion ac
cording to the multitude of his mercies. For
he doth not afflict willingly' nor grieve
children of men. Lamentations 3:31, 32, 33.
PRAYER—Who shall not fear Thee,
And Magnify Thy Name ?
A UE THAT
HELPED.
Not all lies are bad ones Nor are all ; people! J
who are lied to in need of pity.
The death of Qn aged woman in New j
Jersey the other day ended a lie of nearly:
eleven standing. It was a good lie. 1
years
if there eves was one; vnd the old woman
to whom, it was told was sa ved hy it from!
a great deal of misery. |
In 1918 a young man named Robert
Preiskai was serving with the A. I.. F. in
France. To his home in New Jersey one .day]
came « war department telegram announcing
he had been killed in action. His mother,
Mrs. Mina Preiskai, was very ill.
The other members of the family did not
tell her about the telegram, Later, when she
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recovered, they still kept it a secret, They j
made her believe that Robert was alive and
well; and they continued to make her helive
it until her death, which came just a few days!
ago:
It took lot of scheming, They had to 1
a
invent adventures for him, to explain why he
did, not come home. I hey had t O learn
how to imitate his handwriting, so that theyi
could write letters to hei ant I pretend that I
they came from him. I.very day, for more
than ten years, they had to do so me thing to
carry the deceit along. !
Blit it worked. The oid lady never knew
that her son was dead. To the very end she
was buoyed up by the thought that he was’
alive and happy, having pleasant adventures
and 1
attaining success.
That touching little tale to read, 1
s a some .
how. We sympathize with and admire the
people who invented and maintained the!
lie. We feel vaguely sorry for the old lady
who was deceived—as if the happiness that'
she clutched so tightly were spvirious and
counterfeit.
Yet, after all, her plight wasn't so out b i*f
the ordinary. Nearly <> f us arc helped
on our way through life by the fact that we
believe some things that are not so.
Perhaps it is a belief in our own importance
that sustains list ■ or a simple faith in
kindness of people who are really meat! and
selfish: or i trust that in some tomorrow we
shall rise above all our present ills and do
some of the brave thin s we have always
dreamed about It doesn t matter. The point
that most of us, in some way or another,
are fooled just as completely as tiir old lady in
New Jersey.
But it's what keeps us gYung, l ew men or
women are strong enough and
enough to know the worst there is to be
about , ... life an maintain then , po.se. r The , .
of the world are, usually, too harsh. We let
Ourselves be deceived—and, as a result, get
Something like happiness and content.
The New Jersey mother, deceived for more
than ten years, a nd happy in consequence,
Ijyniboli/es what happens to the whole race
,Wc are incurable romanticists, Wc must
fiavc our happy endings.
M STORM TOSSED. ’
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or some reason or o ther there has grown j
up a prejudice against the so-called “Confes
sion magazines, N O doubt this is due to the
fact that some of them are slushy and unmoral,
if nofactually immoral.
Macfadden's True Story Magazine is not]
a confession magazine, in the sense that it
publishes naughty things It simply publishes i
r.tories taken from real Ide stories that irviy
be read around the family fireside. After
Mai hidden » rea ders""«ncl editors have passed
on a story, it is submitted to a board of
ministers tor their approval. If they think
the story would- lie hurtful to the morals of;
their readers, it is turned down, no matter how
artistic or dramatic it may be.
It is the custom of True Story Magazine
not ’ > give the name of the author of a stoiy.
nnd to change the names of persons and place;-,
so that no one may be o ffended by the truth
of a story, i have .permission of the editors,
however, to tell our readers that 1 wrote
Storm Tossed, which* is in the April numbci
j of True Story Magazine. Having followed my
column for about four years. I fell sure that
V 011 know ' would not .write anything
This story, Storm fosseci, which I tell in
the first person, is an absolutely true story'
of an old woman who is. at'ill living, I have
known the story since I was a small boy and
saw her and her son return from Arkansas,
At that time s he had deserted her husband
and all she had in the world was the cotton
checked dresses she wore _and—her— little
j were wearing, their coarse ^underwear, shoes
i and stockings, and yellow -calico bonnets,
| Iliat woman now lives n a fifty-thousand-
dollar home, has a four-thousand-dollar
limousine, etc.
I do not mention the cotton checks and
calico in the story but I saw them with m> .
.
"W" <wo eyes. Another thing I didn't men
tion n the story: When the woman got
back to her father's home, all she had in her
trunk was one bed-quilt and some Cuba
sweet potatoes for seed.
You see, truth is sometimes so much
stranger than fiction that if you tell all
rea lly happened folks might doubt you.
This is not an advertisement o f 1 rue
Magazine, nor of myself. I sTmply wish
daily readers to know where they can
something else of mine to read—if they
,* or ' l -
Here * hoping you will like Storm Tossed.
and you will—it you have h.id ups
DOWNS in your life.
"Invest In And Around Griffin"
OUR PROHIBITION
HELPS AFRICA.
5 ou wouldn't imagine, offhand, that
can prohibition would increase the
°f certain native chiefs in the interior
Africa. But it has, according to
Secretary C ochrane o ( the Bush Terminal,
Brooklyn.
Here * how it works: prohibition caused
tremendous increase in the American
cumptron () f cocoa—both in the form of
beverage and in chmocolate candy. Much
this cocoa conies from Africa. I he
of the native tribes t hat e xp or t i t at e wax m
so rich that many of them arc buying
< an automobiles and other luxuries.
Sometimes its hard to figure whal the
mate effect o a course of action may be.
Surely, no one would have itnagtned that
passing of the corner saloon would have
riches for native rulers in distant Africa.
"Invest In And Around Grillin''-
A BAD DEBT
IF YOU WIN.
When ymi make a bet. be careful whom
make it with.
A Detroit man not long ago bet $10 on
prize fight-bet it with a bartender in a
speakeasy, llis ig iter won am e wen ’
the speakeasy to collect. 1 he bartender
prepared to pay but he insisted that the
take it out in trade.
Manfully the lucky better struggled to con
sume $10 worth of drink. He succeeded, but
the effort leit him woozy and awry eyed. ar| d
when hc lelt the place he staggered info the
arms of a" policeman and was taken to the
'
house | to , sober | up.
Ard next day lie had to appear in court
and pay a fine.
Sometimes the winner of a bet is worse than
the loser.
—"Invest In And Around Griffin"
Fingernail tints to harmonize with the cos
tume urr to be the vogue this spring, (ju ess
father will have to buy another black suit.
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The detective took a chair beside
Ruth’s desk, making notes on sheets
cf yellow paper .as the girl told her
storv.
Saturday is always a quiet day,
, since, it is a half holiday," Ruth be
gan, her hands tight locked on the
desk before hei. her brows knit in
an ^.'effort at concentration. "X ar
rived first, at half past nine, then
Be liny yrhith. the office boy came
in
where is he now?”
- He hasn't come in yet." Ruth
admitted: "He sometimes soldiers
'oil the job when he knows Mr. Bor
I den is out of town. He was to go
away for-—" i
"The boy's address?" McMann de
nianded. pencil poised.
"Wliv, I don't know," Ruth ac
knowledsed reluctantly, T . have , an
i o.'d address on file but hia
moved- the first of January. I told
| him to give me his new address,
someone interrupted', and I'm sure
he didn't.:
"Guess he'll stroll in later.” Me
Mann dismissed the office boy.
go oil. please. When did Borden
come in Saturday?"
About to. as usual Some
man wlio would not give her name,
had jus, called lor him on the
Phone, and 1 told him. describing
her voice He knew who she was.
but he didn't mention her name.”
Ever hear her voice before?”
McMann w as instantly alert.
She had called several times dur- 1
ing the four months I worked here '
; Ruth answered. "Once I put tier
through to Mr. Borden, and he told
n| e to remember her voice and never
do so She has a beautiful,
contralto. . . Yes. I d know it if I
heard it again, over the phone any
; way."
"All right. Qo on."
"Mr. Borden dictated for about
hail an hour.
.
"Any trouble between you and
■ den Miss Lester?" McMann de-:
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i nianded.
, “Trouble? Oil. no!"
Ruth
tested, flushing. He was always,
j very considerate of me. till the lit-j
j day ,]iyt of his death—" Which was
en lrue —until the very day of;
his death! "He dictated, as I said,
j until Benny Interrupted to say that I
! and old man was In this office, ■i
nmndlng to see Mr. Borden. I went 1
] out to talk with him. because'Mr.)
1 u orrten wouldn't see him, ol
Why 'of course'?" j
Ruth gazed at the detective
, y lor „ nl0lncnt . then her eyes light
( 1 JU j cj sJlc |, ave forgotten;
,i m t i le old man had muttered
tiireats against Borden's life?
oh. he had looked so ill and beat- <
on! Her eyes clouded again, but she 1
answered honestly: "Mr. Borden ,
would who had 1
never see anyone a
grievance, The old mail lie
not give me his name. Insisted on
seeing Mr Borden — said he had
lost a fortune—all his savings—in
one of Mr. Borden s stock promoting
schemes."
"Did the old man make any
threaU flgainst Borden? "
"Yes.' 'Ruth admitted slowly.
"But 1 think he was just
&j . p eo pj e (j,, vviio are furious and
helpless. They frequently say things
they don't mean—"'
'•• SupIM) , se you describe the old
man and let hts lawyers worry
about - ins defense, if it comes to
that,” McMann brought the girl back
sharply to the business in hand.
Remember. Miss Lester, your
ployer lias been murdered, and I'm
counting on you to help me find
out who the murderer is."
Ruth pressed her fingers to her
temples in a mighty effort to
member , clearly- the- features of th the
man who had threatened Bor
den's life on Saturday. When She
had talked with him her mind
not been upon him or his threats.
out upon that first disturbing
of Borden'.s interest in her as
girl, not as i competent
secretary.
"He was old- about 60. 1 think. "
told the detective slowly,
did not see McMann, who was past
50 himself, wince at her
uonally cruel words.
"He was wearing a shabby black
overcoat with a velvet collar, which
had Hakes of dandruff on it. Ie re
member, tor I felt sorry for him. he
looked so helpless. I can't tell what
color his eyes were but he had
old-fashioned steel rimmed specta
cle- His hair sort of long. I'think,
was stay, and his face thin and hol
low. He seemed tall, but I'm so
short that nearly everyone seems tall
to nie." she confessed.
"I call* really*remember what
he said, for lie was muttering most
of the time, tout he did make threats
of getting even Said he'd teach
crook' a lesson, bring him
his knees—thinks like that. I
really remember, for I was trying
him and get rid of him.
had a lot of work to do. and
it was all so hopeless, that
Borden wouldn't see him or make
restitution."
McMann, who had been jotting
down her description of the dc
old man, scowled nnd
told her to go on with her story.
"Before writing the letters I
the bank and to the station to get
Borden's tickets for Winter Ha
ve " After I returned and gave the
and tickets to Mr.
Benny told me that Mrs.
had called on the phone to say
was coming in She and Mr.
were not living together."
"I know. Legal separation, with
court allowance for her and the
children. About five years ago." Mc- I
Mann Inter]whited What did she
to see him lor?"
“To get her'separation allowance,’
I address.”
"Oet that, Rand?—All right, Miss j
Lester. Did Rita and Borden quar- '
Exactly what happened?”
Jack Hayward sat down upon the
edge of Ruth’s desk and laid one of
his hands upon her two clenched, icy
little fists. She looked at him grate- I
fully, her eyes brimming with love, i
before she went on." No they didn't
|quarrel. They—seemed very
j I could hear them laughing, while they althouh
i the door was closed, were
! in—there and Ruth jerked her
head toward the private office which
i was a temporary morgue for the
.
i man who had laughed and loved
Saturday.
| "Mrd. Borden came while
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Ruth answered reluctantly, "Mr.
Borden had been ordered by the
to pay her each month on
the fifteenth and he made her come
to him to get it each time, in per
To—to get news of the chil
dren. I suppose.” she added in futile
attempt to gloss over the dead man's
malicious cruelty to his wife.
"Well? Did she come?" McMann
asked, busily taking notes,
“Later,” Ruth answered, flushing.
be f ore Mrs. Borden arrived Mr.
Borden ^ had another caller—Miss
Dubois. Rita Dubois.'
"Oh!” McMann whistled, raising
his thick eyebrows. "The dancer
from the Golden Slipper, eh?"
"Yes. Mr. Borden saw her there
or three weeks ago and—and—
] lilrpH bpr ’’
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"So the other ticket and the draw
ing r °° m Were f ° r R ‘ ta D " . b< T, . ! ,,,
McMarm deduced triumphantly.
Rand get headquarters on the line
)"" a * n or sa rt a '
hcn? office ue U P one o£ these
1 ,
lines for headquarters calls. Tell the
chief to have Rita Dubois brought I
here as soon as she can be found. I
what ' s hcr , telephone , , number. . Miss
Lester? * y0U kn °J U ' lf
sllf an or e *' ^ erC , rlPI ( ^ ' .
Ruth reached for ^ de f c f (|
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jendar and turned to the leaf devoted :
t0 1 le 1>revlous ues ay .' “It's
1 Piedmont 0400. Miss Dubois has a
private phone and I don't know her
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Dubois was with Mr. Borden and I
her he was—in conference, and
s he made an appointment to come
back between half-past one and two.
Borden had told me he would
^ in office until about two, since
[ lis train would note leave until 2.15
ancl hc planned to lunch on the din
ing car -
„ with Rita Dub ois?" McMann shot
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