, / 7333i?“ . so“ was amm- my. up. or s. I o C... W... 1 7 I ~au.‘ .14! ~ "can _-4_O<‘t ». .. . mm...” was... / j w, ”NONI-(ram "I"“” n. .,,, i .l. s.....u~,,..—m. a, .w. my...“ “war-rm Jr..." at. . um... m. ,.. mus “t? rm..- '1'. n4 .4 on... r ~71W'5 , NY, HELP A LOT. .\ seed is small. a tree is mighty. and yet the tree was once a seed ‘l'hat someone planted by the high- way to serve some later pil- grim's need. (pen the world the sun was beating. ' the roadwas dusty. day was hot: A little seed. a little moment—and yet a little helped a lot. A smile may only take a. minute, a word of kindness little more. And yet they both are like the maple that someone planted long be- fore. Some weary heart some day remem- bers a word. a smile, no matter what, A passing thought of consolation— and yet a little helped a lot. I often think our great endeavors. ambitious dreams mankind to aid. May fill the world with less of beauty than does the pilgrlm‘s patch of shade; The things we do sincerely, sweetly. the acts unconscious. dreamed or not. May lift mon highvr, better—4m: little help a lot. ’ ’ servo them things that SPOILII’G THE BABY. M’y busy mother has to sit And hold the baby quite a bit. It's wrong. my aunt says. doing it. My aunt she says the more you hold A baby. then the more they scold To have you take them. Mother told My aunt she simply wou‘dn't try To cure the baby of it——why, She simply couldn't let him my! My aunt she says—no matter wh‘ My aunt she says: it right or not. it‘s mother‘s baby mother's got. And baby is so very small H.- cannot walk. but has to crown He can't amuse himself at all. But. my. how easy it would bo' if he was only big. if hs "nuld just read pictures just llko me! A Point in Etiquetet SPEAKING OF FOOD E'l‘ussaythstyouliveins boarding house. What proportion of the con— voraation between you and your 'ullow border-s at table is devoted to 'ns subject of food? Probably quite a large proportion if your boat-dim rouse table is typical. Of course this sort of talking isn't conversa- “On. It is just the exchange of re- marks and comments sncnt the food «at before you. "What do we have tonight?” says TL boarder who has cane in a little late. "Why. roast beef or fish," says an— other; "it's Friday. Don't wo always have roast beef or fish on ”dot?“ ““‘hat kind of fish is it?” "Halibut. they say." "But it‘ isn't really halibut." puts in a third. "It's cod steak. I gue- I know the difference." Then some one notices that tho coffee acorn is ”or. "This cream is sour." he says- "Crssm. did you say?" comments one. "Milk, you I'll-n." ” "Well, whatsvor it_ is. it's sour. And so the "mark! go. Now in the first piaoo this sort of complaining is bad for tho Mon. Dyspcpticl wnois neverwashfiodm p-41, Perfumed Gloves and Cinderella Clippers Al's Sent from Franco for Women in Search of Naval Accessories. .CCESSOle—those innumer- able essential non-essentials of dress—are multiplying daily. To be sure there has never been a. time when fashion did not. demand necessaries. Our clothes essentials never achieved the simplicity of sleeping bags to cover us completely and adequately from head to foot in one piece. but w have got along with fewer accesso es than usual. first during the war years and than during the years-when fashion at least was undergoing serious recon- struction. Before many seasons have passed we shall be wondering how we ever considered ourselves well dressed without gloves. For the nonce you hear both opinions—that gloves are an utterly unnecessary and in- artistic hang-over from mid-Vic- torian days; or else that “every one is wearing gloves again.” At least you no longer attract any attention or brand yourself as remiss when you go gloveless. but you may wear gloves without being regarded as a trifle old-fashioned. And your gloves may be ornate. Incon- splcuousness used to be considered a virtue in gloves; now they may be as ornate and as different from other people's gloves as you please. Among the most recent importations from Paris are perfumed gloves of a delicate shade of pink. They are short. but of course they are worn with the sleeveless or very short- sleeved frock. Slippers seemingly are as ornate as gloves and there seems to be no disposition on the part of well— drcssed women to abandon the slip- per of silver or gold cloth. Of French origin is a. Cinderella slipper of gold lame. embroidered in red and green and edged with rhinestones. Rhinestones will apparently be used in as great profusion as ever and some of the little bags carried by well-dressed women are of moire with rhinestone clasps and bands. m slipper of gold lame e.- broidered in red and green and edged with rhinestones. Perfumed gloves for W of sill: in deli- cate shades. Red moire bag with rhinestone clasp and bands. _—_—._—-—-——— Fsshlcn Now Permits Noaligoos ' When You Breakfast On the Lawn. "Mr. Prohack.” you surely ro- memher tho “roomy peig'nolr” in which Hrs. Prohsck makes her first a pcarance. 1’"It was Chinese." Mr. Bennett tells us. ”in the Imperial yellow. inl conceivably embroidered with flora. fauna. and grotesqucs." Then when )(r. Prohsck returns home after an eventful day ho finds his charming wifo still in the yellow poignoir. but she has “done something to it." Mrs. Prohsck explains to her hus- band that she has “transformed it into a dinner-dress for quiet eve- nings at home." And this is something that might very easily be done. There are ncsligoos in which you might apposr at breaknst that could easily «rough be transformed into in- formal dinner drossos and dinner dresses that would neod precious little alteration to make them on- tiroly suitable for rum ‘ Never was there so many differ- ent sorts of nesliseeo and never won they so important. Dupes- Dugsnlo. boot arc-ed woman of her day. novor owned anything that might ho called a nogligoe. As soon as she so. In the morning sho bo- gss tho very serious business of . mm. mm IF you have read Arnold Bennett’s Negligec o] canary yellow georpctte with little roses mode of the mate— rial and areas lraves and ribbons. fast in a negligee. save when you take breakfast in your own room. Some women will breakfast in a negligee when they live in an apart- ment. but wouldn't dream of going to a dining-room below stairs in one. Others would breakfast in a negligee with the family. but never. never when there were house guests. That we are generally becoming more lenient in the matter seems apparent. At house parties this summer it has been notvnt all un- usual for women guests to appear in negligee, even when breakfast was served on broad verandas or in the garden. At some of these large party breakfasts you could not have found a woman in conventional morning attire. Those who did not wear negligees wore riding breeches. Refreshments— When to Serve Them HERE was once a time when I a hostess would have been regarded as downright inhos- pitable who did not offer a guest or caller some sort of refreshment at whatever time he chanced to pass under her roof. Not only was it hospitable to ofler refresh- ments. but among our grand- mothers it was regarded as the part of courtesy to insist on the acceptance of such refreshments. IntheMoI-nlng People at the present time in- dulge less in between-meals than. they used to and so the old cus- tom is dying out to some extent. Now unless a caller comes around tea time—from four to six we do not. feel it appropriate to offer afternoon refreshments. very few households the custom prevails that 'during the cold months and where a late luncheon is served of having hot chocolate or bouillon at about eleven and if this is the custom. then your guest who happens to make a morning call at the time should be included in the refreshment. In Russia and elsewhere among northern Europeans it is as cus- tomary to drink tea late at night as it is in the afternoon in England. and there the evening caller is always proffered a. dish of too. With us. however. no one thinks of serving tea at that hour. Sometimes the question comes to us from young women asking whether or not it is in good form to odor young men callers in tho evmisg some sort of refreshments. Now where the call is more or less formal no refreshments should be suggested, save possibly. a dish of , bonbons. _ Sometimes in the arming 0 However.‘if the young man has i been invited for the evening to takcpsrtinagameofcsrdsor other family pastime then among our American young women it is customary and quite appropriate to servo some heartier refresh- ments. Sometimes it even takes the form of a. light supper‘—a welsh rabbit. savory sandwiches and coffee or chocolate, or some dish of hot oysters. But to olcr a casual caller such elaborate re- frmhneuts would be decidedly out of placo. unless he happens to come when for other guests some such repsst has been planned. One thing remember snent this matter cf.o£erlag things to eat: Never give a child anything to eat without am asking its parent. sometinm moths-s do give bo- twoos. mosh to unveil; own ncull-- drcu's pkymatos out ow- ing ‘whothcr there would be In a» [ “ As « William ' , Had Planned - s, H. Isvma King. 1 my». use, by rho Heal-n Newspaper m legs map out. for themselves their futurc life. William C. Balaton was not an exception. He decided to study law. become a Judge and marry an heiress. This highly conunendable program “'illiam C. did not keep to himself. but openly announced to his intimates at. col- lege. Of which hereafter. Having been graduated from law school. he returned to his native town—e. very considerable mid-west city—and attaching himself to a well-known firm of lawyers, was soon regarded as a. “rising young barrister." His chances of ultimate- ly reaching the bench were excel- lent. In less than a year‘s time he was making favorable progress in the second-but by no means secondary —part of his program. having man- nsged to maneuver himself into the position of acknowledged suitor for the hand of Eleanor Monroe, the daughter and only child of Stephen Monroe, the. “capitalist." But he had never brought matters to the crucial point of “popping the question." 'i‘wo or three times he fancied that Eleanor-mad tried to help matters to the crucial point. but. for some reason which he could; not. explain to himself. he had al-i ways shied off. f Then one day, as they sat out a? dance. Eleanor .suid: "\\'illl.~un. II have the loveliest girl coming to via-) it me. She'd be just the one for you3 if she only had money—but shel hasn't Uncle John. her father.! writes things about American arch-5 aeolog’ and -and that sort of thing! Oh. I should c-xpmin: Her name is; Edith Arnold, she is my cousin—and: from Boston. ing girl, bill of course you are going1 to marry money—and sit on thei bench." \Villlam MOST youog'msnwhileinccl- Yes. Edith is a charm- . l hlushod and began to; stammcr inv-ollervntly. but. Eleanor put in: “Oh, don". be so disturbed. I won't betray you. Do you rememm ber lionry “'inston in your class at 3 college? I met him at Bar Harbor! last summer; mI-ntloned your namei to him and he told me of the an-i pounced ambition of your student: days. Perfectly legitimate aspira- ' lions. I can't help you to a. place on i the bench. but i promise you. youl shall have your heiress." ! And boforc “‘illiani could frame a. reply she ups off on the arm of av young man who came to claim her: for the next dance, loavlng \‘Villiama wondering just what she meant by; that last remark. lic should haveé his heiress! “'as that. in effect. an: acceptance of his. as yet unspokeni proposal? He went home anathematizing his own frankness at college and like- wise the fellow student who had rc- membered it and repeated it. Still Eleanor had said he should have his heiress—and if Eleanor were satis- fied why all was well. When he next called upon Eleanor he found her cousin Edith had ar- rived. She was a. beauty of the re- tiring sort-as retiring as Eleanor was dashing. She had deep blue eyes, golden hair and a complexion that suggested peaches and cream. Before William reached home that night a revolution had taken place in his ‘cgo.”- Marry a girl for her money! How could he ever have been so base as to propose to him- self euch a thing? A than who would marry a. girl for her money was—well. he could not think of just the words to characterize such an abject creature, and shuddcred to think how only a. few hours before he had himself been anxious to en- roll in the contemptibls category. . satisfactory I man. After that he found excuses for calling frequently at tho Ions-cs house. and though he tried to be im- partial ln his attentions. could not. for the life of him. help paying more attention to Eieasor'o guest than to Eleanor. He had to acknowledge to himself that Edith was the chief attraction. and at first felt a little sheopish about it. But Eleanor did not seem to mind. She appeared to take it as a matter of course that he should fall in love with Edith. and gave up her former suitor so readily that a somewhat awkward situation was thus smooth- ed over, could not but be a trifle piqued at being so readily relin- quished Still. he told himself. it was nat— ural—Eleanor knew him as he had been—s fortune hunter. and propor- ly despised him. But what had she meant by say- ing she would see that “he got his heiress"? Never unind, it did not matter now. Edith made a. long visit to her rel- atives. About a month after her arrival. Eleanor said to William: "My dear “'illiaxn, I am so glad you and Edith are so taken with each other. Uncle John will be on here in a couple of weeks to take Edith home. and you had better speak to him. It will be all right, I am sure. Now don't contradict me. So you have given up your youthful purpose of marrying an heiress, have you? Good boy!" "A mm who would marry a. girl for her money—" began W'illisln. “Sh!" said Eleanor. “here comes Edith. L'ncle John arrived as per sched- lule. and \Villiam. having come to s. understanding with Edith. interviewed the old gentle- He was a withered little man. a trifle shabby in dress. and nervotm in speech. “Well. well!" said he. after Wil- liam had stated his case. "From what Edith has been writing us. Maria and I have suspected how matters stood. Maria is my wife— Edlth's mother. I'll investigate you. If your character and prospects are good, it'll be all right. Edith is the one to be considered. By the wuy. you are a college man. Did you ever pay much attention to American archaeology?" And Uncle John was oif, riding his hobby. Investigations being satis- factory in their' results, the "day was named" and “'illiam C. Ralston went on to Boston to behold tho dawn of his wedding day light up the gilded dome above the Sacred Codfish of the State House. The wedding was a quiet one and took place in a wilderness of hair- cloth-covered furniture in a gone-to- sccd old house in a most respectable but gone-tocseed neighborhood. Just before the happy pair started on their wedding trip. Eleanor got. William aside and said: "Well. I told you you would get your heiress.” "Heiress?" cried William. "You told me Edith had no money. and anyway, a man who would marry for money is a—" “Yes. I know." replied Elm. "I told you right; Edith has no for- tune. but. though you would not think it to look at him. Uncle John has all sorts of money—and Edith is his only child.“ And she was gone. Well. what of it? He could not love Edith more because she was all heiress—and he could not love her any less for it. And, anyway. mono! was too trifling a. subject to be con- sidered Just then. It only "mains to be stated that the marriage was a most happy one. and William is now Judge Balaton. ii Something to 0 you who are yet in the early morning hours of life, while the dew is still on the grass and flowers. while your shoulders are unfamiliar with the burdens of care, ever stop in the supreme of your existence to consider - ously where you will be at twelve o'clock, the meridian of your vitality? Before twelve o'clock character, habit. spirit. humor. ability. patience and capacity are in the formative process. Each hour changes are oc- curring in tsmperament. thought. conscience and conduct, destined to play' an important role in your future. Your parents are watching you with deeper emotions in their breasts than you in youth can understand Having posed the meridian them- selves. having gone through just such temptations and vanities as you are now experiencing. and knowing well what they mean to rsw,‘ irrestr lute youths. their apprehend” is inordinate.- filled with an affection which words cannot fully express. In short. they are carrying their Own bur-dons and helping you with— AI Twelve O’Clock By P. A. WALKER out yous-knowing it to carry yours. . Think About and attain. father and mother sans- times upbraid you. take their words to heart and weigh them well before you filngbsckadeilantanswu‘. or. better still. thank them for their interest in you. My are your best well-wishers. E i 5 l l l l l Ifinthdrdsflsotcseoyouschtsve is fair ' Oliver, wearing Dad‘s coat; He feels quite a man, and thinks he should vote. Thdthreeofhlslricnds. Loversidedovn. along edge of cost; top aids-down. along edge d out; lower left corner down. along the right leg. short. sweet (spawns generously) lifetime. but I can safely. and I hope gallantly, say that this present and pleasant existence of mine in what is known locally as the Honeymoon Hotel takes the many-tiered wedding cake. I got the first inkling of what I was in for soon after I arrived and was sitting on the stoop. Around the drive buzzed a car. A rathe; draggled white satin slipper hung behind. brand new trunks and hat-boxes on top. and out of it stopped an obvious bridal pair—she in her "going away" amartness. he, all white rose and asparagus fern buttonbolc and a wonderfully COy smile. A little pool of rice and confetti on the grav'el completed the tale. “The Honeymoonshiners." I said to myself, and wondered at the curious mentality of folks who can wear their newly wedded hearts on their sleeves. There is a time and place for con- fetti and slippers. and all the merry trappings of the bridal ceremony. but when a. couple drive out into the world to live their lives alone to- gether. they should leave those things behind and go soberly. and thoughtfully. and vet? reverently on their wu. so that none may giggle or jecr or poke ribald fun. All is not pure gold that honey- moonshines. A man who loves his woman would not expose her to the amused gaze of others on the very day which should be of all others in hes life the most hallowed. Well, and bless my carping soul. before the dinner gong went no less than three more cars rolled up. each laden with precious honeymoon freight. They behaved like thinking human beluga They didn't flaunt their newly weddedness before indiflcrent eyes. They were modest and dignified. and they looked what the insurance man would call good happy-over-after risks. And therb they all were at dinner! The four brand-new couples and several others not quite so band-box. and one or two sets of older ones whose own wedding days must have been long. long years back. Oh. the young ones were very sweet! "'1‘: had a few quaint experiences ; in my reasonable. *- » Through ‘the - Glad Eyes of a Woman I, am DO- -——°—— Copyright. 192:. hp Tho lecture Newspaper Swdicsis. __°——— THOUGHTS FROM A HONEYMOON HOTE- A sort of joyous brand-clean look about them. Brand new from head to foot. Brand new shampoos, hair ornaments. shining shoes. mani- cures. wrist watches. necklaces, wedding rings. handbags. suits. socks. ties, hankies and all the pride of the hope chest in the way of Jumpers. embroidered frocks. etc. And new love. hopes. and the promise of all the best life has to offer. Still a little giddy perhaps with the breathlessness of it alL Only an instant or so ago—or was it an age?—-they were standing to- gether in some dim aisle. very shaky and thrilled, with the Voice That Breathed O'er Eden blessing them. Love is a. hearty. virile affair these sensible days. Not one bride toyed with the menu. Steadily through its every item she chewed her delicate wu‘. Looking up only now and again to intercept from her beloved a fond gaze which so plainly said: "Behold. dearest. I have chosen you out of all the worldl" And she. the business of deciding between thick soup and consomme satisfac- torily settled. returned it with an- other which equally plainly said: "Haw sorry I feel for all the other girls left out in the cold." And I—well, I looked fear-fully down the menu lest there be any wedding cake therein, The days went by. Brides got used to pouring out their husband's breakfast coflee; husbands never failed to register the proper expression of gratification and admiration when any new bridal garment was worn for the first time, A blissful. lotus-eating existence of love. leisure. good food. balmy air, sunshine. and happiness. Married! And with nothing to do but make love, look nice. and loaf about in a. beautiful world. What a .onderful um Well. here's a toast to all of 'cm. May all their troubles be little— No. that's an old one. This is better. May they go back to life and work and find the treasure of a maid they deserve; may they have no inter- fering relatives; may they have no housing problem, and mdy they keep up the honeymoon sweetness. hush- ness. charm. and amiability until they are old. old married folks go- ing hand in hand down the hill. mmunnmumm %’ To -Day ’8 Jewel ' Color Lad" Flower ' Iv MILDRED UARSHALL CORAL ODAY‘S tall-manic stone is tho I coral, which brings mental sud . bodily health and vigor to those who wear it. The ancients believed that it had the ground to protect its wearer from contagious and also that' the paling of its rosy color indicated lower vitality. Another red stone. the carnelian. htodsy‘s natal stone. It alsoprom- iscs good health to its wearer. It is a symbol of domestic happinem, and we are told that the woman who wears itlis assured of love and a hoppyhome. According to the Orientals. m... whichistodarecolonshomdbo I .m mam...- .. M. .
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