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..F DOCTOR [[??]]
EEKING DIVORCE

ple of Aesculapius Names
llo-like Life Guard in 
Action Against Mrs. Wix

culapius, the Greek god medi-
used to be the only Athenian that
nced the life of Dr. George Wix.
cian and inventor, of New York,
and Pittsburgh. That was be-
took his wife, Mrs. Winifred
who formerly was his secretary,
ug Beach.
the sad sea waves there entered
fe of Dr. Wix a young life guard,
while not even a distant son of
,neverthelessis known at the
ing resort as the "Athenian Hero,"
ng that he was formed like a 
god and was professionally a
To him, according to Dr. wix, his
ransferred her affection, and that
y the physician is suing his wife
Supreme Court for a divorce.

Wix denies the charge of her
nd. She says that he engaged a
t for their Long Beach home
she now believes, in reality was
for Dr. Wix. Anyway, on Octo-
the physician left his home and
is chauffeur and his wife's maid
im, says Mrs. Wix. She also al-
that her husband wanted her to
quoting him as saying that
n with ability who did not work
eld in low regard by modern so-


The women intend to dispense with spectacular methods, but will put forth greater efforts than ever before to reach the voters through an organized, systematic plan. This was the impression gained to-night through talks with leaders. 

Among the early arrivals were Mrs. Norma de R. Whitehouse, chairman of the Woman's Suffrage party; Mrs. James Lees Laidlaw, Mrs. Raymond Brown, Mrs. Henry White Cannon, Mrs. Ogden Reid, Miss Alice Morgan Wright, Mrs. Alice Duer Miller, Miss Harriet May Mills, Mrs. Dexter P. Rumsey, Mrs. Arthur A. Livermore and Miss Mary Garrett Hay. 

Will Have Organized Efforts

Meetings of the campaign district chairmen and of the state committee were held to-night and arrangements made for the campaign which will be submitted to the convention. It is planned to conduct the movement with the same organization that characterizes the old line parties, and every district leader will be carefully instructed as to the best methods of reaching voters. 

The suffragists here feel certain that the wave of sentiment in this state is toward their cause, and that with proper effort they can more than make up the 200,000 majority by which the amendment was beaten last year. They have carefully canvassed the new members of the [[?]], and have no doubt that the measure to submit the question to the party again next fall, will be passed this winter. 

Because of the desire to present a united front to the people, no opposition is expected to the re[[?]]lection of Mrs. Whitehouse and other state officers on Thursday. The only change likely is the creation of a financial committee to assist in tabulating the report of the 800 treasurers of local suffrage organizations throughout the state. Mrs. Reid, the state treasurer, in her annual report to-morrow, will

dent. When the car bearing the number that witnesses had caught entered a garage last night detectives arrested its chauffeur, Robert Fischer, of 180 Saratoga Avenue, on a charge of homicide. He told them, the [[?]] said, that he had thought something was wrong, but he was "too nervous" to stop. A mudguard on the car, which belongs to Hugo Lehrfeld, of 93 Decatur Street, was bent. 

BRYAN STARTS "DRY" FIGHT

Predicts National Amendment Will Be Submitted in 1920

Chicago, Nov. 20.--A "dry" Chicago campaign was opened to-day with an address by William J. Bryan, before a meeting of the Dry Chicago Federation. 

Mr. Bryan declared his speech here to-day was the first shot in his four-year campaign to make the United States dry in 1920. 

"I believe national prohibition will be the paramount issue of 1920," he said. "unless the amendment is made before that it is probable that the amendment will be submitted in 1920. It is even possible that it may pass this winter."

Mr. Bryan was asked as to a recurrence of the report that he was to move his home to Asheville, N. C.

"I don't mind denying it again," said Mr. Bryan. "Why should any one leave a nice dry state like Nebraska? My home will remain at Lincoln. I will do my voting there."

Can See Raemaekers Till 10 P. M.

The visitors to the Raemaekers cartoon exhibit, which is being held in aid of the French Red Cross at White Allom & Co.'s Galleries, 19 East Fifty-second Street, have been so numerous that it has been decided to keep the exhibition open until 10 p. m. instead of 6 p. m., as at present. This also applies to Sundays. 

night from Chicago to Hornell. She knocked the icicles out of her blond hair and laughed.

"It was easy," she said, apparently thinking nine-hour trips from Chicago to New York soon would be a commonplace. "Everybody'll be doing it soon. Have I proved that a woman can fly?" 
She had. A slight, twenty-eight-year-old woman, with the clear blue eyes of a child, had achieved the most dramatic flying feat yet known in America, with a saucily inadequate, almost obsolete biplane. 

Had Begged for New 'Plane

Ruth Law had begged for a new twin-motored biplane to make her trip in, but the Curtiss people, who feared that "a woman couldn't handle it," had refused her. She had come in her old one. making the 897 miles traversed between Chicago and New York in the actual flying time of 8 hours, 55 minutes and 30 seconds, travelling at the average rate of 103 miles an hour. 

Next time they'll probably give Ruth Law the machine she wants. By the spectacular flight which brought her to Governor's Island at 9:37:30 o'clock yesterday morning she not only out-distanced Victor Carlstrom, who established a new record on November 1 by going from Chicago to Erie, Penn., but also achieved the world championship for women and the second-best world 'cross-country non-stop record. 

Ruth Law was as happy as a child on a holiday. In fact, she thinks that "flying's just a holiday," and so she put in a few vacation capers at the end of her long, record-breaking, record-making dash. She circled about the Goddess of Liberty, and finished with a downward swoop that resembled the flourishes they used to make in the old-style Spencerian handwriting. Above the blare of the band that she almost demolished in landing and the 

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Ruth Law, who completed her flight from Chicago to New York this morning, making three new records in aviation. 

plaudits of the crowd that had gathered to welcome her, the little aviatrice laughed. 

It was fun!" she cried, unbuckling the strap which had held her in the seat in front of the mechanism, exposed to the icy drive of wind. "It was fun! But where can I powder my poor nose?"

She grinned the wide and slightly impertinent grin of a joyous child as she patted her little old 'plane, perched by the side of the big twin tractor, 100-foot broad machine in which Victor Carlstrom flies, with its 100-gallon tank and its 208 horsepower. 

In her flannel shirt and her gray suede knickers, her chamois coat and her wool cap she looked like a naughty little boy as she surveyed her tiny, 110-horsepower motor with its fifty-six-gallon gasoline tank, which had barely met the claims upon it, forcing the birdwomen to fly to fly the last two miles without fuel. 

"I'll do it all over any time," said Ruth Law. "But next time I'm going to have a big 'plane. A man-size 'plane, you know," she chuckled. 

"For, of course, women can fly," she said a little later. "they have the nerve and they can get the training. Any one can. That trip between Chicago and New York isn't anything. Maybe tired business men who work in Chicago will commute by 'plane to New York, or, anyhow, come for the week ends. Maybe lovers' letters will be sent that way for speed. Aeroplanes will come to be used as commonly as automobiles, I feel pretty sure."

Major First to Greet Her

 Major Carl F. Hartman, chief signal officer of the East, was the first to shake hands with the merry little visitor. Men aviators pressed around, generously glad to congratulate her. Major General Leonard Wood told her it seemed to him "one of the most remarkable achievements in aviation the world has ever known."
 Alan R. Hawley, president of the Aero Club; Henry Woodhouse, Evert Jansen Wendell and others were just as honestly pleased with her feat as Carlstrom himself had been.
 "They're mighty nice," said Ruth Law. "I didn't start out to beat a man's record, you know. That wasn't my idea. Why, Victor and I are awfully good friends. I just wanted to have some fun."
 She had it. There wasn't one instance where she had been scared, she said, but there had been "moments that made her sit up and take notice." She loved them. That's the fun of it, Ruth Law declares.

Left with the Sulks

 When she left Chicago at 8:25 o'clock Sunday morning, Eastern Time, she had the sulks a bit. She had wanted to come in the big machine. It never pleases a woman not to be taken seriously, anyhow, Ruth Law says. And besides, a stiff gale blowing over Lake Michigan, had cooled her little engine and delayed her two hours. But at last she was off, with Vice-President Stevens, of the Illinois Aero Club; her husband, William Oliver, and a few thousand others waving her goodby.
 "I headed straight for the Indiana state line," Miss Law said. "I had my course mapped out on a revolving chart, strapped to my belt, and to the guard of the seat, and I stuck to it as closely as I could. The compass readings I scratched on my gauntlet. And luck was with me.
 She had hoped to reach Hornell early enough to justify her in coming straight on to Manhattan. Her low supply of gas and the lateness of the hour, however, decided her against the attempt, although her disappointment was intense.
 "Caution's always my first word in flying," said Ruth Law. She was feminine enough to add: "I know I could have made it if they had just let me have the 'plane I wanted."

Flight Here Not "Much Fun"
 Her flight from Binghampton wasn't "much fun," she admitted. There was a thicker-than-molasses fog, she said, that brought her down from her usual height of 200 feet to skim the tree tops, with a sensation that made her remember the days when she used to go coasting.
 "Often I couldn't see a mile in front of me, and that is considered dangerous in flying," she said. "It was like making a steamboat trip in the fog, feeling your way along and tooting your whistle every minute or two."
 Her fuel supply was insufficient, too, and she had to keep tipping the machine so that gas would flow into the carburetor. With dismay she watched it go down to the quarter mark and stop feeding. That was the reason for the graceful swoop with which she landed--it was impossible for her to tip the plane.
 Still dressed in the heavy gray woollen cap and sport coat she had worn in the flight, but minus her knickers and leather helmet lined with wool, and her chamois coat, Miss Law later in the day discussed her victory at the Hotel McAloin.

Wanted a Holiday.

"I wanted a holiday and to show that a woman could fly," she said. "I don't know why more women haven't taken up aviation, anyhow. I dare say it was because men told them it was dangerous; just like that ballot, you know. Neither one is dangerous when handled properly.
"Me a suffragist? Oh, I don't know. I move around so much that if I ever vote it would probably have to be from some upper-air polling place. Probably they'll have them, though, when aviation gets a little more common. I do know that I believe in women."
She apologized for her clothes, but said they were just what she liked best to wear. She felt at home in them, and she believed that women would soon come to know that the prettiest clothes were those in which they were the most comfortable.
"My, but I was glad I had come this morning, when I circled around the Statue of Liberty," she broke off to say. "She smiled at me when I went past. She did! Why not? We're both women, aren't we, and I think we both feel alike about things. I'm so proud of being a woman!"
The Aero Club is planning a trans-continental contest for the coming year and Miss Law has been invited to compete for the $20,000 prize.
"I hope I can," she said. "Flying to get somewhere is so much satisfactory than just going around in circles."
Since she entered the Boston Aero School, five years ago, she has been chiefly "flying around in circles," doing loop-the-loop and parachute stunts, as the sister of the daredevil Rodman Law. She may go back to them, but they will hardly have the same old thrill. She'd like to fly against Sub-Lieutenant A. Marchal, of the French army, who holds the world long distance championship of 812 miles.
"I shall never be satisfied till I have won a world 'cross-country record," admitted Ruth Law, American aviation champion. And then she added, as all persons are likely to do, if they're really feminine, "I'm going to talk it over with my husband."

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There's positively no excuse for being without a Dress Suit or Tuxedo-- when in a Wallach Store you can get the quietly correct kind that gentlemen wear-- faultlessly tailored by experts--

at $35

Full Dress Suits begin at $35-- Tuxedo Coats to match, $24; of rich dress worsteds, silk-lined throughout. They have the sort of style you know is right; and they cost no more than good business clothes.

Wallach Bros.

Broadway, below Chambers St.
Broadway, Cor, 39th St.
246-248 West 125th St. 
3d Ave., Cor. 122d St. 
Open Evenings

medium may be taken at their advertized value.
Fred Antioco

When the word "knowingly" creeps in, effectiveness flies out of the guarantee. Guarantees like this have the same relation to a real guarantee that a sieve has to a dishpan-they may both be shaped the same, but one of them doesn't hold water very well.

Following is the guarantee given with every Seneca camera:
"Warranty-Guaranty-Seneca Cameras are guaranteed against defective workmanship or material for ten years from date of factory shipment, to the extent that we will replace any defective part which fails as result of original defect, providing it is returned to the factory. This guarantee does not apply to the lenses and shutters, though we use only standard makes, guaranteed by their manufacturers. Ten days' trial of entire equipment, and if not satisfactory full amount refunded.
"SENECA CAMTERA MANUFACTURING COMPANY.
"Rochester, N.Y., U.S.A."
Wouldn't this guarantee be much more effective if the clause, "This guarantee does not apply to lenses and shutters, though we use only standard makes, guaranteed by their manufacturers" were omitted? It seems to be that a company should be willing to stand back of its entire product, not only parts of it, and particularly when the lenses and shutters are guaranteed by their manufacturers.
L.H.C.

Quite so. Even if the camera makers buy their lenses and shutters from other manufacturers and merely assemble, the guarantee should be all-inclusive. If they can trust the lens-and-shutter makers' guarantee, they should be willing to make good direct to the customer and look to the lens-and-shutter people for their own reimbursement. If they can't trust the guarantee, how can they expect their customers to trust the assembled camera?

How do you reconcile the following two specific statements made by two well known cigarette manufacturers? Fatima cigarettes were very recently advertised with this slogan: "There are three Fatimas smoked to every one other 15-cent cigarette." Schinasi Brothers are now advertising Natural cigarettes with the slogan: "For a quarter of a century the biggest selling 15-cent cigarette." The quarter of a century certainly covers the period in which Fatima were featuring their 3 to 1 slogan. Both statements can hardly be true.
C. D. BECKMAN.

We don't reconcile the two statements. We can't. It seems to us merely "poetic license" rather broadly applied to advertising copy. Of course, "Naturals" and "Fatimas" are not 15-cent cigarettes in the same sense of the word, the former being listed at ten for 15 cents and the other at twenty for 15 cents, but that doesn't reduce the hyperbole.

Providing the Ad-Viser plays no favorites in the field of safety razors, the following should be worth a place in the sun of The Tribune's favor. Six years ago, while on a trip to the Pacific Coast, I was forced to try an Auto-Strop safety razor or impair my facial graces for life in using the old and so-called reliable straight blade. I used the Auto-Strop, then purchased one, and for more than five years shaved with it, acting as a gratuitous sales manager for the instrument among my acquaintances.
But trouble came. One package of blades did more to spoil my faith in Auto-Stroppery than five years of faithful service had been able to establish. I find that is usually the way-with razors, friends and other things we work to death.
Without knowledge of the Auto-Strop Safety Razor Company's policy toward its patrons, I wrote for information, and, if possible, assistance, inclosing one of the half dozen blades that had failed me. Within three days a courteous letter came, informing me that my razor, through long usage, had lost its adjustment. "Would I forward it to the factory?" I would.
Back came the razor in less than a week, carriage prepaid, and one dozen blades to replace the six which had failed to give service. A second note assured me of their pleasure in adjusting the instrument and desire to give that same brand of service whenever I might need it.
You know, I've thought ever since that maybe there are a lot of firms that will show as much interest in a purchase of six years ago-if we can only hunt them out.
D.R.M.

There are a great many firms that will show like interest in a six year-old purchase. One of the aims of The Ad-Visor is to help to find them.

TRIUMPHANTLY I address you regarding my victory over Young's Sample Boot Shop, 47 West Forty-second Street, owner, one Herman Schenck, in hopes that it may be interesting to you and to the readers of your unique column to learn that persistency and determination to secure right, regardless of inconvenience, has wrested satisfaction from an unreliable concern.
About April 8 I purchased a pair of shoes for $5.95, and after wearing them only five times they practically fell apart. I took them back and was told they would be repaired for me. I was really entitled to a new pair of shoes, but, as I did not want to be unreasonable, decided to leave them. Imagine my chagrin when I called a few days later and was told there was a charge of 35 cents due for repairs, while the shoes had the appearance of brogans that had been worn a year. This charge I refused to pay, on the ground that the shoes were unsatisfactory and that I had consented to have them repaired only out of consideration for the firm. I was treated with scant courtesy, and was told that I would have to pay the 35 cents or I would get no shoes. By this time I felt very much abused and stated that I would bring legal proceedings to enforce my rights. They seemed amused and remarked, "We've heard that before."
My next step was to write them two letters, a week apart, giving them a chance to act squarely, but these letters were ignored. I then determined to show this unreliable dealer that even unaggressive young ladies in our city can get satisfaction, when they know they are in the right and know how to proceed.
I went to the Brooklyn Municipal Court in the district in which I live and obtained a summons, which was served after much difficulty. The trial was called, but Mr. Schenck appeared not. He had no answer to make and I was awarded a judgment of $5, with costs. I placed the judgment in the hands of a Brooklyn marshal for collection, but more versatility was displayed, this time Mr. Schenck playing the role of the "artful dodger"; later convincing the marshal that he had no money, and the judgement was returned uncollectible. This did not deter me and I gave the judgment to an attorney for collection, and he secured and delivered the full amount.
A. G. FITZ GERALD

And enthusiastically The Ad-Visor applauds. If every one would take such trouble to bring offending merchants to book, in a very short time it wouldn't pay to be unscrupulous.

The enclosed is taken from last night's Globe:
"Jacob Doetz, of 65 Cooper Square, fell to-day from a scaffold at the seventh floor of a Broadway store at Thirty-third Street, his body striking Herman Doisin, a negro, of 250 West 183d Street. Doetz was killed, and Doisin was badly bruised about the shoulders."
I cannot understand why newspapers which boast of their accuracy always fail to mention the name of the store at which an accident or an arrest is made. Is it possible that the news columns are so controlled by the advertisers that a newspaper is afraid to mention that an accident, such as narrated in the inclosed, for which no one was to blame, occurred a the store of an advertiser?
The Globe is not the only paper which covers its news in this manner, and the frequent recurrence of such items has caused me much wonderment. Can you explain them?
IRWIN KURTZ.

Though we may assure our correspondent that there is no sinister influence at work in such instances, nevertheless the Ad-Visor feels that his practice is a more or less unconscious heritage of the day when newspapers generally were willing to be controlled. The failure to mention names is now purely an editorial courtesy. It is like omitting the room number when a suicide occurs in a hotel. Many people shun the scene of a tragedy, and that's no fault of the people who own the scene.

(The next Ad-Visor will appear on Thursday, November 23.)

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