"How's Business?"

While the King of Spain played polo at San Sebastian; while the King of Britain yachted coolly at Cowes; while the President of Germany saw to the launching of two great steamships before repairing to Bavaria to hunt chamois; while the President of France rested at Rambouillet prior to exerting himself in honor of the visiting U. S. Secretary of State--the President of the U. S. continued casting flies and reeling in trout in the northwest corner of Wisconsin.

P: President Coolidge anticipated the end of his vacation season and began to go forth from his secluded island and mingle more with the people. He planned a morning ride all through the streets and ore docks of Duluth, Minnesota. He planned a trip on the yacht of H. L. Gary of Kansas City to the Apostle Islands in Lake Superior. He journeyed, taking Mrs. Coolidge and son John Coolidge with him, to Wausau, Wisconsin, for a state convention of the American Legion, where he clapped a red "overseas" cap on his head and made a speech praising the war-renouncing Kellogg treaty.

He received a delegation of Wisconsin dairymen and nibbled a sliver of the 147-lb. cheese they brought him. He received some Duluth steel men, some Superior telephone girls. He slipped his hand under the saddle of a pony which 14-year-old Boyd Jones had ridden to Wisconsin from New Mexico to see if the pony was galled, which it was not. He asked President Charles C. Younggreen of the International Advertising Association: "How's the advertising business?" Mr. Younggreen said appropriations were increasing. "Business must be good," said President Coolidge.

There were some 500 Kiwanians at a Kiwanis convention in Superior. President Coolidge is a Kiwanian. He had his picture taken with the 500. A Kiwanian from Milwaukee desired to have his picture taken standing beside Kiwanian Coolidge, without the other 499. He had his own small camera there and a son to click it. Kiwanian Coolidge consented.

The Milwaukee man posed. The President posed. The son hunted for them in the finder of the camera, maneuvering nervously for the proper position. Nervous himself, the father explained, directed, called orders in a loud and louder voice. The President got nervous, too. His sun-bleached eyebrows contracted, his freckled cheeks grew hard. He turned his head and said something to the Milwaukeean, something which to bystanders sounded very much like: "Shut up your head or get out of here!"

P: In the name of the late Calvin Coolidge Jr., a Mrs. A. Mildred Odalivitch, of Seattle, Washington, last week, begged Mrs. Coolidge to intercede for Mark Dowell, her son, who was sentenced to hang at San Quentin, Calif., for killing a San Francisco policeman. Mrs. Coolidge did what she could. She asked President Coolidge to act. He in turn asked Attorney-General Sargent to tell Mrs. Odalivitch what course to take. The Sargent advice was to appeal to a justice of the United States Supreme Court, to review the case. That had already been done unsuccessfully. Mark Dowell was hanged.

*The cap is American Legion.