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FEATURE PAGE. e - ,}1 ¢ ‘l*_ Here\QUALITY , : QUALIFIES COST ‘ OU can-not buy cheap grades of food here. But you save on your larder needs by the very fact that quality standards never vary “downward. Large-lot purchasing provides price inducements and un- excelled store service for your con- genience. Our almost hourly de- toach with our grocery reserve.. o A National Wheat Day . Every dayisa“national wheat day.” Most peo- = ple do not eat enough wheat —the food of health and strength. But be sure you eat the whole wheat. 1s 100. per cent whole wheat made digestibje by stéam-cooking, shredding and baking. It is a builder-of‘muscle, brain and bone. Eaten with milk for’ breakfast it puts you ‘‘on your toes” for the ProtectYour Clothes Ffrom 8 MothsDust s Dampness | MANAHAN'S MOTH PROOE - FIVE SIZES Auto Coat Size ) 3 hooks to a Size bag rments. W W (Copyright, 1921, by the ALL SHOYLD ‘HONOR 4 International Syndicate.) UNKNOWN DEAD ON MISTICE DAY THIS FALL. ‘Washington. 3 Girls and Boys: They are going to honpr an upknown | soldier on -Armi- stice day. . Mr. Harding h: lected the day this_and the body of the soldier is to be brought home on a battleship. 1 think that every- body should have a part in- this In every part of the land, and I wish the Junior Travel Club members could all be here. | for the cemetery at | Arlington is a beautiful place here in the falL. Of j course, it ig pretty now. with all ‘the flowers ard trees in bloom, but 1 like : the falltime too. I hope . the ceremony is at the new amphitheater over there, and I guess it will be. A-lot of differ- ent kinds of menu- ments are being proposed for the soldiers, but there ia one odd ome in tie outer office of the Secretary of the Secretary of the Navy, Mr Denby. This monu- ment is a piece of string. This string shows the way the doughboys shorten- ed the German line when ‘they got to going. E. J. Brit- ton, when he was in that office dur- ing.- the war, kept the map right up National Photo., Wash. to date; and every morning he would go over the reports and move the little flags around and shorten the line a littl it longer, for the doughboys never w. going ahead. We should all rememb: Armistice day and I guess pretty mueh all the time. was declared the string was about that was left over. That does not see: He never had to make ent back; they always kept right on er that on the Fourth of July or on When the armistice eight inches long—that is the part 'm like much, does it? But that little plece of string meant millions of men and millions of dollars to get it that long. The is all marble. The seats run in circl had to read about in my. history. theater and look out the main entram the mast from the battleship Maine l;:]phlthnter at Arlington, where the ceremany will surely be held, es, like the Gréek outdoor theaters I If you stand in the center of the amphi- ce away from the stage you will see that was sunk in Havana harbor, exactly in the center of the arched doorway if you can call it a_doorway* Thousands of people turn and look at that memorial of the Spanish-Ame ican war, and it is very Impressive the way it happens to be placed. Still, when you come to study the map and look at that piece of string that means so much you will say that is qu soldiers did. " 3 Peter BY THORNTON W, BURGESS! timid folk 50 Joy s quite 3 D viad nte 10ea LN e It isn’t often that Peter hasa chance to scare any one. You know he_ such a timid fellow, himself that] is the one who ubnally gets the frigh 80 when he does happen to scire 5 one it always tickles him. Somehow he always has more respect for him- \ n_that moonlight night ’h; . Bear’s secret ovi discovered Mrs. the great in the 11, deep had the THE -rw% LITTLE CUBS GAYE A STARTLED LOOK TOWARD PETER. straight, and the surprise was so great that he all but tumbled over backward. You see, there was no mistaking those two liftle heads for any but those of baby Wears. He knew that those were two Bear cubs, Mra Bear’s bables, the secret she had kept hhllldeu #0 long under the great wind- fall i And urprise at those two little heads was only i than surprise at ess of ‘wind- he under- ¥'s short reason she drove everybody away from there,.and he felt a sudden panic of fright. ““This is no place for.me,” thought Peter, “and the sooner I gef away from here the better.” He’ looked hastily all about. There was no sign of Mrs. Bear. Right then and there curiosity took possession of him. just how big they are,” thought Peter. “It seems safe enough here now, and perhaps if I wait & few minutes they ‘will come out.” So Peter waited.' Sufe “en in a few minutes the two:little cubs did :'-o ou'.ofpl&.lnly. it" was (h.l: first impee 0 “Gresh ‘Forest, -an Peter almost laughed out at the look of wonder on their faces as they stared all about in the moonlight. But not even his first surprise was so now as y-ee, O ¢ 80 big as great he excll ), they are not mu 1idn’t suppose any hig Mrs. Bear coul ‘e such small hildren. I wony “bow old -they are? I wonder how #big they were when “llty wer'a b?rll? 1 wonder i they will grow fasi? Lsuppose ar is their father, ne ever comes to ses them? They look to me rather wal on_their legs. [ wonder if Mrs. Bear told-them they could come out? Ang then the Buste! ind T wonder if With funny pers Em-t they turned and fairly tumbled £ | clever, ite 2 monument to what the American RUSSELL BURKE, The Travelog Boy. nothing but a cub; and-te-scare & at once would be greater fun.” er suddenly thu ound Vi hard with his hi; I was Il there in the that thet thump sounded very leud.. The @ little cubs gave a staFttedook rd Peter. As he sat up straight iff the moonlight he looked very big. at i3, he did to those two little Fubs, who had never seen him before, little whim; of er each other as th d "‘N’M ey scurried back the entrance under the it wind] ed and ‘r‘:d Now he would have something to boast about. (Copyright, 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) ' LISTEN, WORLD! BY ELSIE ROBINSON. If there's anything I dread it's a womanly woman. I've accustomed myself to the proximity of rattle- snakes—I've slept composedly with praigie wolves countin’ my snores— T've mixed up with mountain lions and still kept my dinner engage- But a womanly woman will send me stampeding over the range with nothing left to my expression but whites of my eyes. Most beasts of prey carry their Weapons of offense in plain view. You know a rattlesnake’s sweet and simple purpose when he opens his mouth and begins to wag his tail But do you know a womanly wom- an’s purpose when she opens mouth?. Not on your life, you don't! And, what’s more, you'd better not linger around trying to find out. If you're going to pursue happiness, do it somewhere else and do it quick. ‘Women are all right. if they'd be content to regard themselves and be regarded merely as huma; They are born with just the same pos- sibilities as men. They're just as sensitive, hardy, brave, timid, euri ous, resourceful and helpless as men—neither more nor less. If they'd be content to their i gualifications and go out and get a Job, ft- would be all;right. know what-to expect “how much it would cost in money and emotion. But they aren't and they.won' Somewhere early in the game they Degan to acquire. “womanliness.” Which meant that i they were too l"i' cowardly, stupid or mean to tackle a job. they called it “sensi- tivenesa” or “feminine helplessness or fineness.” . Then, if they were they “made eyes at some r | husky vaquero and get him to do it. If they're not clever the; the eyes. but they get him to do it anyway. The main thing is to avoid vital mnu—:o avoid direct action. don’t make .| turbed ,he was soon disillusioned. t1or by binding with thin wire. THE EVERNING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, THURSDAY, APRIL 7, I192L A Novel of Mystery, Love ‘and Adventure. (Cepyright, 1931, by Geaege H. Deran On) (Continued from Yesterday’s Star) L 3 At half-past five he stopped in fron of Godalming post office. To his sur- prise, the girl handed him a wire, and Hugh tore the yellow envelope open quickly. It was from Denny, and it was brief and to the point: “Phone message recelved. AAA. Must see you Cariton tea day after tomorrow.” Going Godalming now. AAA. Message end: ‘With a slight smile he noticed the military phraseology—Denny at one time in his career had been a sig- naler—and then he frowned. see you.” She should—-at once. He turned to the girl and inquired the way to the Larches. It was about two miles, he gathered, on the Guildford road, and impossible to miss. A biggish house standing well back in its own grounds. “Is it anywhere near a house called the Eims?” he asked. ext door; sir,” said the girl. “The gardens adjoin.” He thanked her, and, having torn up the telegram into small pieces, he got into his car. There was nothing for it, he had decided, but to drive boldlv up to the house, and say that It en® come to call on Miss Benton. He had never been & man who beat about the bush, and simple methods appealed to him—a trait in his character Which many a boxer, addicted to tortuous cunning in the ring, had good cause to remember. What more natural, he reflected, than to drive over and se: such an oid friend? He had no difficulty in finding the house, and a few minutes later he was ringing the front doorbell. It was answered by 8 maidservant, Wwho looked at him in mild surprise. Young men in motor cars were not common visitors at the Larches. “Is Miss Benton in?’ Hugh asked, with a smile which at once won the 's heart. he has only just come back from London, sir,” "she answered doubt- fully. “I don’t know whether——" “Would you tell her that Capt. Drummond has called?” said Hugh, as the maid hesitated. “That I happened to find myself near here, and came on chance of -seeing her?” Once again the smile was called into play, and the girl hesitated no longer. “Will you come inside, sir?” she said. “T will go and tell Miss Phyllis.” She ushered him into the drawing room and closed the door. It was a charming room, just such as he would have expected with Phyllis. Big wiridows, opening down to the ground, led out on to a lawn, which was al- ready a blage of color. ' A few great oak trees threw a pieasant shade at the end of the garden, and, partially showing through them, he could see another house which he rightly as- sumed was the Elms. In fact even as he heard the door open and shut behind him, he saw Peterson come out of a small summer house and commence strolling _up and down. smoking a cigar. Then he turmed round and faced the girl. Charming as she had, looked In Tondon. she was doubly so now. in a simple linen frock which showed off her figure to perfection. But if he thought he was going to have an: Jeisure “to enjoy the picture undi havi ou come here. Capt. Dr“uwn:ll;ond?’ l{e said. a little breath. Yessly. “I said the Cariton—the da: after tomorrow.” “Unfortunately.” said Hugh, *T'd left T.ondon before that message came. Mv servant wired it on to the pos office here. Not that it would have Things You'll Like to 7 Make. This novelty wire lamp shade is cer- tainly unusual and at the same time most stunning for a floor lamp. Cut a strip of coarse mesh wire metting (the kind that is used for chicken coops will do nicely). Enamel the wire black or white. Join together-by soldering Join the ends of a strip of silk that is one and a half times as long as the wire and one and & half times as wide. ‘Turn in one-half ‘inch top and bottom. Shir the silk along the top and bottom edges till it fits the frame, also along the seam-to fit the depth of the frame. Pull the silk through the meshes of the wire to form little puffings; tack in place here and there. Finish the cutside top and bottom with gold braid; stitch a row of the braid along the joining of the wire and in three other places to form panels as shown. If this wire lamp shade is lined with a plain plece of silk the puffings will remain in place. FLORA. ht, 1921.) = ARCADE MARKET 14th St. and Park Road White Clean - Promoting Real Ci ompetl'liqn ‘7AM.to 6PM. Saturdays. Open Until ‘9 P.M. ‘Note ' A cordial invitation is extended to Visitors made any difference.. I should have — | come, anyway.” -An involuntary smile hovered round her lips for a moment; then shs grew serious again. “It's very dangerous e remarked pect anything, ‘God knows what will hap- pen.’ It was'on the tip of his tongue to tell her that it was too late to worry about that; then he changed his mind. “And what is there suspicious,” he n an old friend who happens to be in the neighborhood dropping in to call? Do ) ' mind if I smoke?” The girl beat er hands together. “My dear man,” she cried, “you don't understand. You're judging those devils by your own standird. The: suspect everything—and everybody. “What a distressing habit,” he murmured. “Is it chronic, or merely due to live: 1 must send 'em a bot- tle of gotd salts. Wonderful thing— good salts. Never without some in France.” The girl looked at him resignedly. “You're hopeless,” she remarked— “absolutely hopeless.” “Absolutely,” agreed Hugh, blowing .out a cloud of smoke. ‘Wherefore your telephone message? What's the worry?* ° She bit her lip and drummed with her fingers on the arm of her chalir. “If T tell you” she sald, at length. “will you promise me, on your word of hanor, that you won't go blunder- ing in to the Elms, or do anything foolish like that?" “At the present moment I'm very comfortable where I am, thanks,” re- marked Hugh. “I know,” she said; “but I'm so dreadfully afraid that you're the type of person who—who——" She paused, at a loss for a word. “Whb “bellows like a bull, charges head down” interrupted Hugh, with a grin. She laughed with him, and just for a moment their eyes met and she read in his something quite foreign to the point at issue. In fact, it is to be feared that the ques- tion of Lakington and his companions was not engrossing Drummond’; mind, as it doubtless should have been, to the exclusion of all else. “They're so utterly unscrupulous,” she continued, ‘hurriedly, “so flendish- ly clever, that even you would be like a c¢hild in their hands.” Hugh endeavored to dissemble his pleasure at that little word “even,” :’l':!l only ucceeded in frowning hor- and y. T “I will be discretion {tself,” he as- sured her, firmlys “I promise you.” “I suppose I .shall have to trust you,” she said. “Have you seen the evening papers today?” “I looked at the ones that come out in the morning labeled 6 p.m. before I lunch,” he answered. “Is there any- thing of interest?” s She handed him a copy of the Planet. “Read thas little paragraph - in the second oolumn.” She pointed to it 88 he took the paper, and Hugh read it aloud: “Mr. Hiram C. Pot! the celebrated progressing American millionaire favorably. He has e ipto the country for a few days, but is suffi- ciently recovered to conduct business as usual” He laid down the paper and looked at the girl sitting oppo- site. “One, 1s,pleased,” he remarked, in a puzzied tone, “for the sake of Mr. Potts. To be ill and have a name like that is'more than most men could au'i‘lg‘..( But I don't quite see—" i man was stopping at the Carlton, Wherlhe met Lakington,” said the girl, ,“He {s a multi-mii- lionaire, over here in connegtion with some big steel trust; and when multi. millionalres get friendly with Lak- ington, their health frequently does Ut thi hy “Bu s papér says he's gettin better,” objected: Drummond. "-sum‘-' clently recovered to conduct business al” What's wrong with that?’ he is. sufficiently recovered to duct busi: . A8 usual, o Ho end hin onBRAeneal seasion -nglnron an-urgent away yesterday mission to Bei “Search me,” said Hugh. “Incident- ally, how do-you know he did?" “I asked.at the Carlton this morn- ing,” she answered. “I gaid T'd come after & job as' typist for Mr. Potts. They told me at the inquiry office that he was Il 'in bed and unable to seé anybody. 80 1 asked for his secre- tary, and they. told me what I've just told you—that he had left for Belfast that morning and would be away sev. oral days. It may be that there's nothing in it; on the other hand, it 'may be that there's a lot. And it's only by f61l8wing up every possible clue,” she continued. fiercely, "that I <an hope £o beat thoge flens; and get daddy out of their clutches.’ Drummend: nodded gravely, and did not speak.. For iptq his mind hed fiashed suddenly the. remembrance of that sinister, mgtionless figure peated by the chauffeur. The wildest guess- work certainly—no vestige of proof— and yet, having once come, the thought stuck. And as he turned it over in hig mind, almost prepared to laugh at himself for his credulity- millionaives are -not removed against thelr Will; in broad daylight, from one of the biggest hotels in London, to sit in-immovable silence in an open as “I¢ o Combiha_tion -.Boiler‘ "PEANTYURE car—the door opened and an elderly man came in. Hugh rose, and.the girl introduced the two men. “An old friend, dsddy.” she said. "You must have heard me speak of Capt. Drummond.” “1 don’t recall the game at the mo- ment, my dear,” ‘he answered &ourte- ously—a fact which was hardly sur- prising—"but I fear I'm getting a little forgetful. I am pleased to meet you, Capt. Drummond. You'll stop and have some dinner, of course.” Hugh bowed. “I should like to, Mr. Benton. Thank you very much. I'm afraid the hour of my call was a little informal, but being round in these parts 1 felt I must come and look Miss Benton up.” His host smiled absentmindedly, and walking to the window, stared through che gathering dusk at the house opposite, half hidden in the trees. And Hugh, who was watching Mm from under lowered lid suddenly clench both hand ture of despair. It cannot be sald that dinner was a meal of sarkling gayety. Me. Ben- ton was palpably ill at ease, and be- yond a few-desultory remarks spoke hardly at all, while the girl, who sat |opposite Hugh, though she made one or two valiant attemps to break the long silences, spent most of the meal in covertly watching her father. If anything more had been required to convince Drummond of the genuine- ess of his Interview with her at the Carlton the preceding day. the at- mosphere at this strained and silent party supplied it. As if unconscious of anything pecu- lar, hé rambled on in his usual in- uent method, heedless of whether he was answered or not. but all the timie his mind was busily working. He had already decided that a Rolls-Royce was not the only car on tk: market which could break down mysteriously, and with the town S0 far away, his host could hardly fail to ask him to stop the night. And then—he had not yet quite settied how—he proposed to have a closer look at the El At length the meal was over, and the maid. placing the decanter in tront of Mr. Benton, withdrew from the room. “You'll have a glass of port, Capt. Drummond,” remarked his host, re- PAGE.’ 29 moving abe stopper. and pushing the botts foward him. “An old pre-war wine 1 can youch for.” Hugh led, and even as he lifted the 1d cut glass. he stiffensd sudden! his cha A« cry—half shout, scream. and stified.at once —had . echoing through the open window! ith a crash. the stopper tell fro; . Benton's nerveless fin- ru‘ breaking -the finger-bowl in ront of him. while every vestige of color left his face. . “It's something these: days to be able to say that” remarked Hugh, pouring out a glags. “Wine. Miss Benton?' He looked at the girl, who was staring fearfully out of the win- dow, and forced her'to meet his eye. “I will do you good.” His tone was compelling, and after & moment's hesitation, she pushed the glass over to him. “WIill you pour it out? e sald, and he saw that she was trembling all over. “Did you—did you hear—anything?" With & vain endeavor-to speak caim. ly, his host looked at Hugh. “That night-bird”™ he answered easily. “Eerie moises they make, don’t they? Sometimes in France, when everything was*atill, and only the ghostly green flares went hissing up, one used to heat ‘em. Startled nervous sentries out of their lives™ He talked op, and gradually the color came back to0 the other man's face. But Hugh noticed that he drained his port at a gulp, and immediately re- filled his glass * * * Outside everything was still; no repetition of -that short, strangled cry again distufbed the silence. With the training bred of many hours in no man’s-land, Drummond was listen. ing, even while he was speaking, for the faintest suspicious sound—but he heard nothing. The soft whispering night-noises came gentdy through the window, but (he man who had screamed once did not ‘even whimper again. ‘He remembered hearing a {similar cry near the brick-stacks at Guinchy, and two nights later he had found the giver of it, at the edge of | mine-crater, with glazed eyes that | still held in them.ihe horror of the final *second. And more persistently than ever his thoughts centered on the ffth occupant of the Rolls- Royce, ® ¢ = (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) 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