Bulldog into Synagog

In Brooklyn, Albert Begleite, Seymour Cohen, Bernard Silver, George Zuckerman, Philip Ausuacks ran howling down a ^treet, pursued by a black bulldog. At the corner was a synagog; knowing well that the bulldog would never dare to follow hem inside, the five screeching urchins scampered toward its door and jostled .hrough. When the bulldog reached the door, he pushed it open with his flat snub nose and dashed inside. Barking furiously and growling in the solemn gloom, he cornered the five boys and bit each on one or both legs. After that, the bulldog, still snarling, was taken to the Board of Health; the five boys were dragged whimpering out of the synagog.

Rower Romer

In Lisbon, Portugal, one Captain Franz Romer got into a rubber-covered canvas boat, 20 feet long. In it were 55 gallons of water, 590 pounds of food, and some oars. Captain Romer sat down, sniffed the air and started to row across the Atlantic Ocean, to Manhattan.

U. S. Wives

"American wives," said Mrs. Clarence G. Goodwin, onetime president of the Illinois Federation of Women's Clubs, "fall into five classes." These were the classes:

Per Cent

Home maker, or "Ideal" type 30

Jazz, or "Can Opener" type 20

Nagging type 15

Drudge type 20

Baby-Doll type 15

Having presented this curious tabulation, Mrs. Goodwin said that most women would turn into ideal wives if they were equipped with "good plumbing, well-built kitchens and labor-saving devices of all sorts."

Glass Eye

All through the winter months T. H. Brown's glass eye had functioned as well as could be expected. Last fortnight as he stepped from a well-heated house in Ranger, Tex., cold air struck his false eye, caused it to burst into a shower of pieces, pour tiny particles of glass over his face and into his one normal eye.

Ralph Richards

In Manhattan, one Ralph Richards was accused of visiting illegal saloons, posing as a prohibition enforcement officer and extracting large bribes from the proprietors. When, after being twice arrested for this practice, he was held without bail, Ralph Richards made a proposal to law authorities. He would aid detectives to find the whereabouts of an alleged "gang" which had assisted him in his operations.

Last week Ralph Richards was set upon the trail of several of his former companions in crime. Foolish policemen were satisfied when Ralph Richards promised to bring his cronies to an appointed meeting place for arrest. The police unleashed their captive and waited at the rendezvous, but Ralph Richards failed to make good his promise. Policemen did not know whether he had absconded alone, rejoined his "gang" or been murdered for treachery, by its members.

Smug & Secure

"The greatest danger which faces Rotary today is that we Rotarians, so smug and secure economically, feel that by simply belonging to the Rotary Club, we are discharging our obligations. Rotary was never meant to be a smoke screen behind which we could hide from our civic duties. . . . Adulation for the word 'service' has become almost nauseating. . . ." This brief brave speech was made in Asbury Park, N. J., by the second vice president of Rotary International, whose name is Leonard T. Skeggs. The president of Rotary International is Arthur H. Sapp.

Scamps

"My name is Chance Stow," said a Negro stowaway to a Manhattan immigration official.

"And what is your name?" said the official to Chance Stow's companion, a slinking, shabbily dressed, ebony adolescent, with a scooped face, pointed ears, piggish eyes and a gold tooth.

"My name is Jimmie Walker," replied the rascal, unaware, doubtless, that this name belongs to Manhattan's clever, handsome & well-dressed mayor. By no means amused at such an impertinent coincidence, the immigration official ordered Chance Stow and Jimmie Walker to hurry back to Barbados, whence they had come.

Moros

At Manila, P. I., is the only electric chair in the Orient. One morning last week it had four occupants in quick succession. All were stalwart brownamoors, members of the traditionally courageous Moro tribe, Mahometans by faith. While robbing a fellow Moro's house 'they had found it necessary to kill the fellow. Accustomed to sharp-edged violence, all four awaited death with proud fortitude, accepting last rites of their faith from Datu Tahil, a Moro Chieftain staying at their prison for inciting a rebellion on Jolo Island. When they saw the chair, three of the condemned men quailed, collapsed. The fourth was calm in the face of heaven's lightning. He believed, though he saw how the lightning was turned upon him, that houris would drag him into Paradise by his singed topknot.

Bees

On the road to Tulare, Calif., one afternoon last fortnight two vehicles collided; the confusion that resulted made traffic impossible until sundown. One of the vehicles carried hives loaded with bees. Traffic officers bravely took posts at points along the road to advise motorists to take detours until dark, when the bees returned to their hives again.