Publisher's Notice
We are pleased to announce that the By-Ways column will be resumed in The Press next week. Readers who have followed those human interest articles of Mrs.. Florence Burlingame Taylor in the past, will be pleased to learn of her forthcoming letters.
The Torture Chamber
Not a tower room, as of medieval days,
With tortuous racks and screws,
No red-hot fire and branding irons,
Such as demons in power would use -
Just a living room with laughing girls;
The hostess - young - decrees
That her brother, barely turned fourteen,
Must meet each one of these.
Not only greet, but shake the hand
Of every taunting vixen.
Like dastard knight, he steals away -
With plea, "My bike need's fixin'."