UNCOMMON
AMERICANS
•--•-•
By Elmo 0 Western
Scott Watson N*uS’oT*r
Father of the Cattle Trails
IF IT had not been for Joseph O.
McCoy, there might never have
occurred that epic migration over
the cattle trails from Texas to the
north during the seventies and
eighties. In that case the history
of the Lone Star state—and the
whole West, for that matter—might
have been very different. McCoy,
native of Springfield, 111., was a
stockman and cattle buyer who
went to the raw little frontier town
of Abilene, Kan., soon after the
Civil war was over. ,
That conflict had ruined the cat
tlemen in Texas. Shut off from
the Northern markets by the Union
control of the Mississippi river,
their herds had increased enor
mously, but without a place to sell
the animals, they were compar
atively worthless. Then the Kan
sas Pacific railroad, which was
building west, reached Abilene and
McCoy was inspired with a wonder
ful idea.
If he could get the Texas drovers
to drive their herds north across
Indian territory to Abilene, grazing
them on the rich prairie grass as
they came, Abilene would be the
market place and shipping center
where Texas sellers and Chicago
and Kansas City buyers could
fleet. Despite many obstacles, in
luding the prevalent belief that
Texas beef was not as good as
that grown in the Middle West, Mc
Coy went about the job of making
his dream come true.
In July, 1867, he began raising
money to build a “shipping yard,”
a barn and office and to begin the
construction of a large, three-story
frame hotel for the accommodation
of Texas drovers and eastern buy
ers. His next task was to get
word to the cattlemen more than
400 miles away to the south. Al
though the time was short he man
aged to persuade enough of them
to make the experiment so that
they marketed 35,000 head of cattle
in Abilene that fall and received
approximately $15 a head for their
steers. Previous to that time steers
were selling for $5 a head in Texas.
The next year more than 75,000
cattle were marketed there. By
J1871 that number had jumped to
120,000 and by the next year to
236,000. F-om that time on Texas
cattle poured north by the hundreds
of thousands over the original cattle
trail from the Red river to Abi
,lene and other trails which were
laid out. Other Kansas "cow towns”
began to boom with activity as the
railroad was pushed farther west
and southwest and there was added
to our history that thrilling chap
ter when the cattleman was king.
And all of this was due to the vision
of one man—Joseph G. McCoy, the
“Father of the Cattle Trails.”
*;■ Mr. Currier and Mr. Ives
THEY gave Americans of their
day the equivalent of the news
reels of today. They were the pic
torial historians of contemporary
American life a century a'go when
'newspapers contained little or no
picture materiu. except an oc
casional fashion print.
. When a steamboat blew up, a
great fire swept a city or some
other disaster occurred, Mr. Cur
rier and Mr. Ives immediately put
out a colored picture of the event
with plenty of action in it. When
the United States was at war, they
issued splendid battle pictures with
plumed generals on prancing horses
(and plenty of gory detail as to dead
and wounded soldiers). There were
pictures oi norse races ana ouier
sporting events, there were pictures
.of swift clipper ships and pictures
4of the first transcontinental trains
running amidst Indians and buffalo.
There were highly moral pictures
there were even “comic strips”
_caricatures of life among the ne
(groes, called “Darktown Comics.”
It all started back in 1830 when
young Nathaniel Currier, working
as an apprentice to John Pendle
ton, who had returned from Europe
with the' new art of lithography, be
gan thinking of setting up his own
business. So he went to New York
and started as a lithographer in
partnership with a young man
named Stoddard. This partnership
lasted only a year but in 1835 Cur
rier began again. He soon built up
a profitable business but it wasn’t
.until 1850 when James A. Ives be
came his partner that fame and
fortune came to them.
For 30 years Mr. Currier and Mr.
Ives were “printmakers to the
^American people” and Currier and
Iv’ts prints of one sort or another
were to be found on the walls of
.virtually every American home. In
1880 Currier retired with a fortune
but the firm continued with a son
ct the founder in his place. In
1888 machine color printing was ap
plied to their product and even
JCreater numbers of their pictures
flooded.the country.
1 In recent years Currier and Ives
prints have become “Americana."
'Where once these prints sold from
gix cents to $3, they are now sell
for anywhere from $20 to 8500.
And one of them recently brought
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Treatment of
Rheumatism
By
DR. JAMES W. BARTON
© Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
SO WIDESPREAD is the
interest in rheumatism
that there are medical spe
cialists who treat nothing
else. It is known that there
are one hundred of these
rheumatism specialists in the
United States aside from phy
sicians at spas or “watering
places” where rheumatic pa
tients make up the majority
of cases being treated.
The idea is now general that
rheumatism is not a local disease
of a certain joint,
but that something
somewhere in the
body tissues is caus
ing the trouble and
the organisms or
substances responsi
ble for rheumatism
simply go to the
joint or joints and
develop the inflam
mation (arthritis) in
the joint.
Dr. Barton Just wnat are me
causes is not known
but it is almost generally ac
cepted that infections, deficiencies
and dampness, injuries, may all
have a part. Something renders
the tissues sensitive to, or unable
to resist, the attack of certain or
ganisms.
Infected Tonsils.
It is almost generally agreed that
Infected tonsils stand at the top of
the list as a cause of rheumatism
in children. It is therefore advised
that the tonsils be removed in every
child attacked by rheumatism. Sta
tistics show that the child who has
had his tonsils out is less likely to
have rheumatism and therefore se
rious heart complications are less
likely to develop.
Although diet and the use of the
salicylates enter into the treatment,
physical therapy—heat of various
kinds, and massage—offers the
most relief.
It is because rheumatism cripples
the patient and becomes “chronic”
that so many patients try various
forms of treatment often given un
der unskilled supervision. As the
exercise and the amount of time
spent in going to institutions to get
the joints “bakes,” massaged, or
exercised prevents many from re
ceiving this form of treatment, it
has been suggested that teams ol
rheumatism experts — physicians,
nurses, and those qualified to give
physical therapy—go among local
physicians and teach this type ol
treatment.
» * •
Types of Overweight.
No one has been able to get out
a height, weight and age table that
will apply to every single individ
ual. Insurance organizations come
close to a good table that will ap
ply in a general way to the “aver
age” individual but there really
isn’t any average individual.
In trying to arrive at the proper
weight for one of a certain height
and age there are so many points
to consider. Thus in children it
is their nearness to, or farness from,
the age of puberty when they at
tain manhood and womanhood. In
young men and women it is the age
at which they seem to “fill out,”
when they get an extra padding of
muscle and fat.
After thirty, for some reason, it
has been believed that it is quite
the proper thing for them to fill
out even more and attain "the mid
dle-age spread.” There is no "real”
reason for putting on this extra
weight at this time.
Then there are the three types of
build: (a) long legs, short body;
(b) short legs, long body; (c) me
dium length of legs and medium
length of body. In addition to this
there is the difference in bony struc
ture; short and tall individuals with
thin bones; short and tall individ
uals with heavy bones; and short
and tall individuals with bones of
medium weight.
Now there are the few individ
uals who have a thyroid gland in
the neck or the pituitary gland ly
ing on the floor of the skull, which
are not manufacturing enough juice
for the needs of the body. In the
case of the thyroid gland it means
that there is a little less of the
burning up or the use of all kinds
of foods and in the case of the pi
tuitary gland the starch foods are
not completely used, thus allowing
storage of fat. However, the num
ber of these individuals would be
less than 5 per cent of the total
number of overweights.
There is also a number of indi
viduals who are said to come from
a “fat family”; they consider it on
ly natural to be fat because their
parents, uncles and aunts, or even
their grandparents were quite fat.
Most physicians are of the opinion
that their parents, grandparents or
other relatives were fat because
they had the same diet habits—ate
too much of the starch and fat foods
for the amount of work that they
did.
However, the great majority of
overweights are overweight because
despite the fact that some may not
be big eaters, every one of them
is eating more than he or she needs
to supply heat and energy to the
body.
k ‘
WHO'S NEWS
THIS WEEK...
By Lemuel F. Parton
EW YORK.—Two men in
IN the news this week at
test the fact that floods sub
side and wars end. It was
only a few weeks ago that
Churchill Downs was a dis
mal swamp. And now the
Kentucky derby fanfare is on
again, with the purse upped
$50,000 and the durable Colo
nel Matt Winn taking bows
for having lined up again all
the truly illustrious three
year-olds in the country,
flood or no flood.
or Man River backs away, and
there is assured a braver flare of
silks and trumpets than ever before,
as the pastures grow green again
in Wall street and Kentucky.
This will be Colonel Winn’s sixty
third Kentucky derby. He saw his
first one in 1875, won by a little
red horse called Aristides. He was
a grocer’s boy, watching the race
from the tailboard of his employer’s
cart
Being a romantic Irish lad, the
excitement never stopped boiling.
After that, he never conld keep his
mind on his groceries. He has had
many a run-around in the racing
business, but, at seventy-five, he
isn’t the least bit track-sore. As pres
ident of the Kentucky Jockey club
and executive director of Churchill
Downs, he rides recurrent floods
like Noah and always finds dry land.
When Floods Subside.
In 1907, the late James turner
opened the Empire City track, but
the nabobs of racing hereabouts
refused to recognize it. Mr. Butler
signed up Colonel Winn to run it. In
eight months it was given full recog
nition.
When Charles Evans Hughes
squelched racing in New York state.
Colonel Winn tried his fortune in
racing and management at Juarez,
Mexico, with unhappy results. He
returned to Kentucky, where he just
naturally belongs, and now he just
about runs racing in Kentucky and
Illinois. He is president of the Amer
ican Turf association, which con
trols not only Churchill Downs, but
also the tracks of Chicago and Laur
el, Md.
The years paw at the Colonel’s
robust person the way the river
paws at the track. So far, neither
has won a decision. The Godolphin
Arab, ancestor of all the Bangtails,
was never more alive than the white
haired Colonel Winn, with his genial,
round face, up-tilted Irish nose and
bright, twinkling eyes.
• • •
Proof the War is Over.
IT IS Dr. William R. Valentiner,
curator of the Detroit Insti
tute of Art, who provides this
week’s reminder that the war’s over.
As one of the most authoritative and
highly respected qrt critics of the
country, he passes as authentic the
lost Rembrandt “Juno” portrait,
which arrived in New York recently.
Seventeen years ago, there was
considerable public concern as to
whether Dr. Valentiner should be
allowed to return to this country.
This writer dredged up a most in
temperate editorial on that subject
—yellow with age and strangely un
real in the world of today.
Dr. Valentiner, frock-coated and
dignified curator of decorative arts
at the Metropolitan museum, had
been in Germany when the war
started. He remained to fight for
Germany.
He wrote happily to his confreres
at the museum that his elevation
to the rank of vice-sergeant major
relieved him from currying his own
horse. He resigned from the
museum when we entered the war.
Before coming to America, he had
attained distinction as a curator at
The Hague and at the Royal mu
seums of Berlin. He became one of
the world authorities on Rembrandt
He contends that, of the 175 sup
posed Rembrandts in the United
States and Canada, only forty-eight
are genuine — incidentally, worth
$50,000,000, as "time and the river”
roll on for 350 years.
Campos the Conqueror.
ANOTHER Harvard man in the
news—also in jail. The incar
cerated Pedro Albizu Campos has
been the spark plug, or main irri
tant, of the incipient revolution in
Puerto Rico, flaring up again at San
Juan with seven killed and fifty
injured.
A wavy-haired mulatto with Valen
tino sideburns, pearl-button shoes
and a Harvard degree, he has as
pired to become the Henri Chris
tophe of Latin America, spilling
sesquipedalian words over eleven
countries. His father was a Basque
and his mother Spanish, Negroid and
Indian. He is frail in physique, of
cafe con leche coloring, passionately
intense and racked with patriotic
fervor.
Last month, the nationalist party,
leading the present agitation for in
dependence, again elected him pres
ident. Several years ago, he started
his movement with a black shirt
army with wooden guns. His arrest
and trial for sedition, with seven
others [last July, has kept Puerto
Rico bailing ever since.
• Consolidated News Features.
T WNU Service.
\
Roads
By GRACE D. GOODRIDGE
© McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service.
THE only reason Little Jim was
glad when it came time for the
beds to be made up in the car was
because Dad had more time to say
“pieces” for him then. He liked the
one best about the roads and homes,
especially the lines:
“I never have seen a vagabond who
really liked to roam
“All up and down the streets of the
world and not to have a
home”:
and he would lie quietly in his cot
and think how like that vagabond
be was. He could dimly remember
that once he had lived in a real
house; it was before mother died
and there had been chickens and
a little brown dog, but that had been
only for a very little while. Since
then there had been just roads, al
ways the roads that never led to a
home for Dad and him.
Sometimes when Dad stopped to
trade with the farmers’ wives, some
woman would look kindly at little
Jim and say to Dad: “Is that your
little boy?” and Dad would reply
with such pride, “Yes, Ma’am;
I don’t believe I could get on at all
without him,” and perhaps the
woman would say, “Well, it’s pret
ty nice to have him with you, of
course, but he should be in school,”
and then Dad would laugh his jolly
laugh and tell her that traveling
gave one a good education.
Often he saw children scampering
home from school at night and his
throat had a queer ache. Of course
tit was fine being with Dad all the
time, and there were days when the
car rolled along so steadily, and
the country shone and the wind was
soft and warm; when people were
kind and business was good and Dad
sang in his rollicking voice. But
the nights were always waiting, and
then the longing for a place where
they could just stay for a time be
came more acute.
Then came a wet, cold spring,
when for days they drove through a
chilling rain. Business was bad and
Dad forgot to sing, and even the
verses he said at night didn’t sound
the same, and Little Jim tried in
vain to make himself warm in the
damp bedding.
It was tlje third week of such
weather, and one morning Little
Jim tried to get out of bed as usual,
but his body ached so badly he fell
back with a groan. His head ached,
too, and when he shut his eyes they
burned so he was glad to open
them again. Then, all at once, the
inside of the car seemed to turn
into a little house with a warm,
white bed just inside the door. He
tried hard to reach it, but Dad’s
arms caught him instead, and Dad’s
voice, with a queer sound in it, was
saying over and over again, “Little
Jim! Little Jim! Speak to me.”
He tried to answer, but his throat
felt too thick and sore. Then he
felt himself being wrapped up in
many blankets and fastened secure
ly in the seat beside Dad and they
were moving faster than he ever
remembered moving before.
An hour later, Big Jim rushed in
to a hospital with his little son in
his arms.
Little Jim found himself in a
clean, white room, where his aching
little body was put into a soft bed.
He heard a dim sound of voices,
then drifted into a land where suf
fering and home were strangely
mixed.
There were times after that when
he came back to the white room
and found Dad beside him, and he
tried to tell him of the little house
and the dog and chickens; but,
somehow, it only seemed to make
him feel bad, so at last he just lay
there and looked at Dad as though
he could never look enough.
Then came a day when he was
back in the white room to stay and
the pain and the homes both were
gone. Dad couldn’t stay with him
so much now, for he told Little Jim
that the farmers’ wives would want
new dishes to use and that he and
Little Jim needed their money. Al
though he missed Dad terribly he
thought of the time when he would
have only the car for a home again,
and often the tears slid softly down
on the pillow.
At last they said he could go away
from the hospital. Dad came for
him early and the doctors and
nurses patted him and kissed him
good-by and Dad carried him to the
car. Somehow the car looked dif
ferent, but he didn’t have much
time to look at it, for Dad lifted
him to the seat and made so many
jokes he laughed until his sides
ached. They drove quite a distance
out of the town and up a long hill,
and right on the top of the hill was
a little white house and Dad drove
in the yard and lifted him down.
Then Dad unlocked the door and led
him in and asked him how he
liked it because that was where they
were going to live. There was even
a brown dog who leaped about him
and licked his hands.
For a long moment Little Jim
looked at Dad and Dad looked back,
so pleased andn happy, though tears
were thick in his eyes; then Little
Jim said very softly, in an awe
struck voice, “Why, Dad, it’s a
home!”
Mirth That Glitters
Mirth is like a flash of lightning,
that breaks through a gloom of
clouds, and glitters for a moment;
cheerfulness keeps up a kind of day
light in the mind, and fills it with
a steady and-perpetual serenity.
Just
LETTING WELL ENOUGH ALONE
“There Is a man outside," said
the secretary, “who acts as if he
really has something important on
his mind."
“I don’t believe we’d better en
courage him," said Mr. Dustin Stax.
“He probably wants to finance
something."
“What he has might make a lot
of money.”
“It might. But supposing we were
to take a chance on him, I already
have abundant wealth and nothing
much to think about. He has a lot
to think about and maybe he'll be
happier if we leave him that way.”
Modern Methods
Bobby (short of money) — Say,
Dad, have you any work you’d like
me to do?
Father (taken by surprise) — Why
—no—but—er—
Bobby—Then how about putting
me on relief?
Mixed
Grandmother gave little Marylin
a peach to eat.
The child ate it, and then bring
ing the seed, said:
“That was a nice apple you gave
me, grandma, but I couldn’t eat the
walnut inside.”—Indianapolis News.
WHO ASKED?
Mary—Paul has spoken at last.
Sue—And was his answer “yes”?
This Is Leap Year
Gertrude (doubtfully)—Is this the
office of J. Horace Billips, the archi
tect?
Clerk:—Yes, ma’am.
Gertrude—Well, I understand he
is opening sealed proposals today
and I want to get one of them.
In Doubt
“Mrs. Bliggins says her youngest
is the image of his father,” re
marked Miss Cayenne.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing. I didn’t know whether
to congratulate Mr. Bliggins or sym
pathize with the baby.”
Cold Criticism
“Do you consider him a great
orator?”
“No," answered Senator Sorghum
“he is one of those men who get
reputations as orators simply be
cause they happen to have a few
easy audiences.”
Borrowing on Capital
Junior—Say, mother, how much
am I worth?
Mother—Why, you’re worth a mil
lion dollars to me, dear.
Junior—Well, then, could you ad
vance me a quarter?—Boston Tran
script.
Didn’t Miss Much
“Mr. Chairman,” complained the
speaker, “there are so many ribald
interruptions I can scarcely hear
myself speaking.”
“Cheer up, Senator,” said a voice
from the rear. “You ain’t missin’
much.”
DIFFICULT JOB
Mrs. B.—I simply cannot balance
my checkbook.
Mr. B.—No; you'd need a juggler
tor that.
Prescription
“What do you take tor your in
somnia?”
“A glass ol wine at regular inter
vals.”
“Does that make you sleep?”
“No, but it makes me satisfied tc
stay awake.”—Telephone Topics.
Fortunate
Senior—My brother fell against
che piano and hit his head.
Junior—Hurt him much?
Senior—No, he hit the soft pedaL
Telling His Teacher
Teacher—Now Robert, what arc
you doing—learning something?
Robert—No, sir; I’m listening tc
you.—The Rail.
Smart, Flattering Dresses
|k/IRS. DICK EVANS has come
to town and brought Ann and
Eddie LeRoy with her. She lives
n Palm Beach in the wintertime
and, of course, knows all about
style. That’s why she wears this
lirectoire type frock that is both
lew anc. figure flattering. In the
loral print she has chosen she
is perfectly gowned for the parties
that will be given for her in the
lome town. The kiddies are wear
ing the simple styles appropriate
to childhood and therein their
smartness lies.
Auntie Rose Sews, Too.
Little Ann is asking Auntie Rose
if she makes her clothes too.
“Sure enough, dear,” comes the
reply. “I made this percale for
mornings and have a beauty in
yellow crepe cut from the same
pattern to wear to the Bid-or-Bi
meetings.”
“I’ll bet you can sew fast, too,
the way Mother does. It only took
her two mornings to make Ed
die’s suit and my dress. Won’t
you help me with my doll clothes
now?”
“Indeed I will, Ann, and then
we will have some of those oat
meal cookies yoi like for lunch.”
The Patterns.
Pattern 1272 is available in sizes
14 to 20 (32 to 42 bust). Size 16 re
quires 4% yards of 39 inch ma
terial and yards of ribbon for
tie belt.
.raltera iz/d is ior sizes o munuis
to 4 years. Size 1 requires 1%
yards of 32 inch material.
Pattern 1403 comes in sizes 2,
1, and 6 years. Size 4 requires 1%
yards of 36 inch material.
Pattern 1212 is designed ir sizes
34 to 48. Size 36 requires 5 yards
of 35 inch material plus % yard
contrasting for the collar.
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