How the Sailor-Girl Author Is Making
v—And How Camouflaged
I “Dry Agents ” Stepped
in on Her
Party
Aboard
a Liner A
Joan Lowell'
Pro\in^
IN THE RIGG1N’
& Perfectly at Home Anywhere on a Ship. Here She's Shown
to a Committee of Sea-Captain* That She Can “Hand
Reef” a Sail With the Beet of ’Em.
yf the He de
pa - nger grey
Tli-l-; great hulk
r,..!iu. crack
iiuuMtl el the l’leitch lane,
oomed .. 'ail: t Lite low Hast Kiver
dock/ of New York. I'ar up o^cr liie
water ta.'ofi.i were itlilaie with lights;
top-hatted p.i- utlemeti and ladies fa
tinning gov. (is stepped froir hniou: ine
at'ler Kinoutiao and mounted the gang
plank to tip te.-t:'e deck
Literary New Yolk’s n.iu.-t exalted
clique wa.- at play. The steamship
company had obligingly turtle 1
over its huge, inodernistically deco
rated liner to fete Joan Lowell, nut hoe
of “The Cradle of tiro Deep'* and
literary lion of the hour.
Joan herself hail said she wanted a
“party that’s really a party.” and her
hosts believed nothing too good for
tire giil who had set the country by
the ears with her booh.
Up for Lost Time
Ami the '.'guest' of honor -was ju t
“eating it up.” l aughing ami radiant,
she flitted from group to group of
notables gathered there to acclaim her.
Looking'down from the head of the
banquet table set for JOD in the main
dining saloon, she watched the face,
of smart columnists, brilliant critic.-,
authors of best-sellers like herself.
Once she actually pinched her elf,
laughing, “just to make .-arc.” Joan
"A WHEEL’S KICK—”
One of the Acrnmplishments of Joan
Lowell is L?.pert Steering; to a Course.
Site Used to lake the Wheel of liar
Father s 1 rading Schooner,
Minnie A. Caine.
Success Needs Genuine Love for Work—Woolley
IS/f It. If OOl.I.I.Y is Chairman nf the
i '* lloanl nf l/ie American Itailialor
nnrl >tanrlintl *>nnilar* Cor frnration.
II ilh the nit at trier iirr. this i-orfioration
lint ussuuiiit a fm nnitnlrle fiosition in
In tilnmhinu "ini Inniinis /lelil anil tins
imthus nt the i nst legotiri es nf the
.1in nt -jiiiii nitrons n ill niith" itself tell
iti null it tltousnnrls of Ann I i.can homes
Mr. ir nolle* mis mi or ttmnser of the
hnriii nit Hint nit i it i niiiimii* tn IIW2,
tt us its fn esiit in I h mu I'W'J to I'l2t
Uint sinee llmt time has hern i hairrnan
t>f the hi in ill, to which imsl lie tvas tin
aninioiisl* i let till with the nwiril
ruri^er.
i!y m. wuoij.i v.
UM.IfSS one has an irresistible
cadir.,’ lor a prolcs.-ion or for
tlic 11 .re arts, business a Morris
tajumjlW* opportunity fur thescrioUJ
inimlcd and ambitious. It niters ample
-.cope for, college mt'ii to embrace it as
tile iii.iiriu.il Ini' a career which may
bo limitless.
Industry should riot lie selected as
* turner simply to acquire the contents
of a pay envelope. It one’s attitude
Innards the work is one of material
receptivity and not that of reverent
appreciation of opportunity to become
piolicient and contributory, you may
)-l it down as a guiding principle,
sanctioned by the experience of all
successful men, that the pay envelope
will become an spent of degradation,
and lire work itself denied its power
for building character and succh.
Industry can In- sordid. It can not be
both sordid and successful.
Any business position seriously
entered upon is the threshliold of
CLARENCE M. WOOLLEY.
The ABC's of General Knowledge
The Number of Bills in Circulation—
U* S. Paper Currency by Denominations
OM
dourer: L.nitrtl Malts Treasury Deiiarlmrnl’l
Monthly Statement lor January, 1929
Chari by I KCLl.M, FOSTER
100,.
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too
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There Are Fourteen Ouc-Doliar
Bills in Cireiiliilion for livery
Tmo-Dollar BiU.
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Number »n
Drnomination . limitation
Otw Dollar -- •■». *•««-,. . |66,(»80,l6t
T*o Dollars. 32,231,131
Five Dollar* ........... 161,323,519
ran Dollar* . 126,113,391
T»rnty Dollars 70.515,703
Wfly Dollars . .,*-*•*, 5,763,368
One Hundred Dollars .... 3,171,611
I i't Hundred Dollars .»%«% 130,691
< tin Thousand Dollars 157.906
lltottaaml Dollars «... 17.639
Ten Thouaand Dollars. , * 51,512
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* great adventure. IF you accept
a position in an industrial organi
zation, plan to come in contact
w ith, and if possible obtain oppor
tunity to work in, all departments,
preferably starting at the source,
which is the factory. Obtain a
general knowledge of production
with its myriad of fascinating
problems, its scientific import, its
mathematical, psychological, and
economic solutions.
After one or two years in the lac
tory as timekeeper, cost clerk, or in
any position that gives a chance for
observation and .-tudy of the various
departments—seek an assignment in
the sales department and ire thrilled
again with the opportunity it affords
for adding to your genera! knowledge.
If you do not understand accounting,
take a night course in a business
school, A knowledge of that science
will serve an excellent purpose ami
prove useful in any department of the
business, since it inculcates a proper
appreciation of thrift and a nove.-rary
comprehension of the results oi
“waste”.
•Provided you have been diligent,
thoughtful, and studious during the
time spent hi those departments, you
"ill know which offers the greatest
interest. ^ ou will then be the better
prepared to become a specialist a.- the
re sult of selection and not of aeckicn
tal circumstance.
You will succeeed be«t where
interest ascends unto a genuine
love for the work. It is that sort
of attitude toward one's job,
coupled with intensive hnd serious
devotion, which brings about a
line development of that mysteri
ous quality known as “intuition.”
Just as the virtuoso in music or in
painting demonstrates supreme ac
complishment with perfect free
dom and relaxation, so it appears
that the great men of the business
world, through and by intensive
devotion to their work, largely for
the work's sake, come to discern
primary truth in flash-like deci
sions when the occasion can net
wait upon delay. And so it seems
that industry or business, in the
development of character end the
spiritual realities go hand in band,
brings forth the exceptional type
of manhood.
If you posse.--* executive tendencies.
Mime visioned official may tap you for
the executive offices. Cut above all
things, do not aspire to or apply for
an executive position until you know
yell the business, its problems, it v
higher significance, and its needs.
31any a young man bus destroyed i
fine prospect for permanent success
by a premature desire to become an
executive.
The hardest part of the program in
planning for success is to take time
for earnest, analytical thought. Serious
thinking is about the hardest job a
mas attempts. Mr. Edison once said,
“a man will go to any lengths to es
cape the labor of thinking.” Many
men fail to take enough time for thor
ough deliberation. Appropriate a spe
cific hour each night for analysis and
contemplation; meditate upon the day’a
experience, organize your mind, plan
your work, an-I work your plan for
the morrow. This grill stimulate tha
creative faculty, and you, will have
visions of bettor ways to do t*'.--/c*k.
Above all things, keep an open mind.
Adore your opportunity, and not your
•elf. A distinguished man of letters
once wrote, "When a man falls in lovo
with himself, it is the beginning of h
lifelong romance.” Avoid the pitfalls
of vanity and egotism, but preserve
juur selfrespect.
was
[.owed! proclaimed t'l.nt
starved for gavelv. l'or
she
bcventc'ii
years, ner boo* claims, sne
had sunned herself on t!ie
decks of a windjammer in
tropic seas—and now she
wanted to bask in.-the;bright
' ght of fame. She wanted
to make up for lost time.
Hut paitios on ocean liners,
c\cn in port, are to be asso
ciated with thin stemmed
goblets and sparkling bev
erages. After all, once
aboard, it wouldn’t be ditTi
cuit to imagine one wju
outside the tweHe
niile limit . . .
Pawn on the
river a motor boat
chugged. Two'
revenue officer j
peered up to where
portholes b la £ e d
with lights. They 1
put in under the
after deck and (
clambered aboard.
A few minutes
COING UP!
Prom Earliest Childhood the Author of
“The Cradle of the Deep” Has Been
Shinnying Up Masts Like a Monkey or
«n Old Salt. This Picture Was Taken
Aboard an Old Four-master in
New Orleans Harbor.
after the door of a suite on the upper
deck opened and purposeful looking
men in duriparees stepped in; they
wanted to know the why of the brown
i'oltlo uiound which a little party was
“..'sembled. The little party was in the
SAILOR—ACTRESS—WRITER *
Ihis Characteristic Photo Show* Joan Lowell in Her
.Seagoing Togs. Not* Her Face, at Once Purposeful
and Charminp. She's Traded Her Dungarees far
Evening Gowns.
midst of a t last; to the sailor-girl
a.iliior when the guard men brus
quely confiscated the toasting fluid.
There was a commotion among the
impeccably die. ed guests. Joan
whispered in her publisher's ear and
lie hastened to pay the ?7 fine the
raiders demand' d.
1'lint was only one occa ion. It would
take more than a single sumptuous fete
to make up seventeen years such as
her disputed autobiography describes.
'1 here was another party at the home
of a national publisher. Jack Demp
sey and his .wife, .Estelle Taylor, were
there. Someone said:
“Tell us about that dance of the
viir.ns you detcribed in your hook."
"111 do better than that. 1 ’iJ show
> oul”
Whereupon Joan began a weird, ex'
citing dance/. . VVlulating gracefully,
she duplicated the movements of the
South Sea Island maidens that she had
watched and remembered. She proved
that she was an excellent observer—
and imitator. >
The giil who became a celebrity
overnight is enjoying her fame to the
full—if her book be accepted as auto
biography. In ttie afternoon she strolls
rlong Fifth Avenue looking in the win
dows of fashionable shops. At night
there arc parties, laughter, colors,
lights, youth.. .
The fact that controversy raged
over “The Cmdle of the Deep" only
made it all the more thrilling. Did
someone actually suggest that she
hadn’t written every word of her book
herself? “All right 1" she challenged,
"just examine me on my nautical
knowledge'."A public test was arranged
and ^oan was questioned by a brace of
old sea-dogs. She came off with flying
colors.
Meanwhile her days arc pinwheels of
excitement. .She's making up for lost
ti'.no with a vengeance. Mhe's been a
dishwasher, telephone girl, nursemaid
and stenographer. She’s acted in
Charlie Chaplin’s ‘‘Gold Kush” and in
Jessie Konstolle's 1'etroit stock com
pany. Now-she simply wants to ride
along on the crest of the waves thrown
up by her remarkable book.
The bjggest wave of all is mounting
as these words are written, l or the
suggestion that Joan had employed a
“ghost writer” for her book has been
supplemented by a fierce controversy
over "the facts in her narrative,
A New- York new spaper started it all
by printing evidence that the Minnie
A. Caine, Joan’s windjammer home,
was safely in port on the West Coast
instead of having been burned and
sunk a3 her book relates. The sania
article declared that the girl’s father
had been skipper of that boat for ona
\ ear, not se\ enteen. And finally, sev*
oral persons who claim to have been
former schoolmates and teachers of the
girl who “never saw a white woman
nil she was seventeen,” have joined
the ranks of her critics.
Joan hotly retorts that of course
she had taken some literary libertiea
with her tale, but that in its main es
sentials it is true. She says, moreover
that she likes nothing better than a
good fight—and that is what ahe’a
having, between parties in her bones.
By Clare Murray, New Girl Poet-Artist
COMPOSER
(Along the River Ranh.)
Music is my pastime and 'profession.
My aim is to be famous
For mu flaming melodies and lyric lines —«
To see my name proclaimed
l n scintillating, huge electric nig ns.
7 capture rhythms from a surging mob
From rain oil the pane,
From the whirring of a wheel.
On shrieking rails of steel.
1 borrow here a tear and there a sob
And l mingle them with laughter that l rub
From the carefree,
To thrill a million hearts with a throb.
But frequently my dreams grow nebulous
And dim ... . ...
7 seem to swim
In the dark, with no direction.
Then a breeze from the river
Like the breath of the sea
Makes me pause for reflection
Like the memory of an ancient melody.
1 glimpse an island in a mist
Gently kissed
By breakers rolling inward to the shore
And 1 hear in my car, faint but dear,
A long reverberation and a roar.
And my f*et feel the heat
Of the sun-b&kcd sund
Though l stand ' - ff
On a burning city street. v
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Then my dying dream revives,
^ Again I turn my head
To creating stirring songs V
That will touch a million lives.'
“1 »eem to »wim in the dark with no direction."