Evening Star Newspaper, June 24, 1921, Page 29

(Copyright, 1921, by the International 8yndicate.) SOON TRAVEL CLUBBERS WILL RIDE ALONG BEAUTIFUL TREE-LINED ROADS. ‘Washington. To the J. T. C.: When I came back from Pohick Church, which I wrote about the other day, I thought how nice it would be if there were a good road to that place that connected with the road to Mount Vernon. Then I read of the plan for Roads of Remembrance and memorial trees that the American Legion is planting everywhere, and I knew the Junior Travel Club would be interested in that plan for beautifying the country. The roads through Arling- ton Cemetery are fine and there are thousands of trees in that place. Spear- man Lewis, a friend of mine who was in France, told me that the roads in France are all lined with trees. So I got a picture of a beautiful road at Missionary Ridge, and thought I would get the Junior Travel Club to put in a good word for tree planting. The battle near Chattanooga started in July, 1363, which is nearly fifty years ago this’ summer. Missionary Ridge was one of the battles, and 1 am told that all through the country now especially in the south they are planting memorial Here in Washington, 2 s have been marked nd dedicated by the American Legion along Sixteenth street that leads out to Walter Reed hospital. That is a beautiful street now, and it will be more beautiful as the vears go by. When you ride out that street and see the little white markers with a name on each beside a tree, it certainly makes to the library ‘where Truth and Peace and History stood lined up against Fraud and all things bad and wondered why folks had to make plans about war and seemed to think they must be prepared for war all the time. Now they are making plans for Roads ©of Remembrance in many parts of the country, the American Forestry Asso- ciation tells me. At Topeka, Ka) a victory Memorial Highway Association has just been formed. In Canton, Ohio, where President McKinley lived, the Lincoln Memorial Highway Association has planted hindreds of trees along that road. In some towns they are planting memorial parks and then, of course, thousands of people are planting trees in memory of the men in the war. Now if every member of the Junior Travel Club will take this letter to the mayor or the park commission and ask (Photo Underwood & Underwood.) 'MOTOR ROAD AT MISSIONARY - RIDGE. \ them to make plans for tree planting when the tree planting time comes in the fall T know you will start a good work going. If you will write to me for rules of tree planting I will get them for you. That is all for this time. RUSSELL BPRKE, The Travelog Boy. Henry S.: There is only one Smith in Congress now. The Bureau of Standards is out on Connecticut ave- nue beyond the entrance to the Zoo. THE AVENGER BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM. . A Tale of Political Intrigue and Private Revenge. (Copyright, by Little, Browa & Oo.) (Continued from Yesterday's Star.) Duncan looked across the table and raised his glass. T should like to ‘shake hands with you, Mr. Wrayson,” he said, “only the baron wpuld have fits. You acted like I only hope Louise is as teful as she ought to be.” “My silence.” Wrayson said, ‘‘was really an intpulse. There have been times since when 1 have wondered whether 1 was wise. There are people now at work in London trying to solve the mystery of this murder. I acted upon the supposition that no one had seen your sister leave the Mat except myself. 1 found afterward that 1 was mistaken!" The baron leanéd forward. “One moment. Mr. Wrayson.” he in- terrupted. “You have said that there are people in London who are trying to solve the mystery of Barnes’ death. Who the man's brother.” Wray- son answered. “if possible, a more con- temptible littie cur than the man him. self was. His only interest is to dis. e source of his brothers in come. He wants money! Nothing but money. The'other is a much more dan- gerous person. His name is Hefage, and he is an acquaintance of my own, a barrister. and a man of education. “Why does he interest himself in such an affair?”" Duncan asked. “Because thé solution of such matters | is a hobby of his,” Wrayson answered. “It was he who saw syour sister and me come out from the flat that morning. It was he who warned us both to leave England.” The baron leaned forward in his chair. ““Forgive me, Mr. Wrayson,” he said, *but there:is a—lady at your right who ems _anxious to attract your atten- vertise our presence here. any chance, a friend of yours?" Wrayson looked quickly around. understood at once the varol in concealing their profession; their English sister, if she attempts it at all, attempts a hopeless task. Over- powdered. overrouged, with hair at east twe shades nearer copper colored thamn the last time he had seen her, badly but showily dressed, it was his friend from the Alhambra whose welcoming smile Wrayson received with a thriil of in- terest. She was seated at a small table with a slightly less repulsive edition of herself, and her smile changed at once into a gesture of invitation. Wrayson Tose to his feet almost eagerly. “This is a coincidence,” he said under his breath. “She, too, holds# hand in the game! CHAPTER XXXIII. A HAND IN THE GAME. The diners at the Hotel Splendide ‘were a little surprised to see the tall, distinguished-looking Englishman leave his seat and accost with quiet deference the elder of the two women, whose en- trance a few minutes before had ocqa- sioned a good many not very flattering comments. The lady who called her- self Blanche meant to make the most of her opportunity. “Fancy meeting you here,” she re- marked. “Flo, this is a friend of mine. Mrs. Harrigold! Gentleman's name does ;wt matter, does it?" she added, uush-. ng. ‘Wrayson bowed, and murmured some- thing inaudible. Blanche's friend re- garded him with unconcealed and flat. tering approval. “Over here for a little pose?” she remarked. in town we had to get away somewhere. Are you alone with your friends?" alo ‘Wrayson answered. flutter, I sup- ! “It is so ho! I pe. tter!" Wrayson repeated. Have you written to me7” She nodded. “I wrote to you a week ago.” b BT R e 'rayson . “and my letters have been forwarded.” bent a little lower over the table. ‘The perfu: of violet scent was almost ‘unbearable, but he did not flinch. "::“ had some news for me?" -he coffee,”” Wrayson said. “In the mean- e— “If you like to order us a bottle of hampagne and tell the waiter to put it on your bill, we shan't be offendeed,” Blanche declared. *“We were just won- dering whether we could run to it “You must do me the honor of being my guests for dinner also,” Wrayson declared, calling a waiter. *It was very good of you to femember to write. The friend murmured something about it being very kind of the gentleman. Hianche shrugged her shoulders. “Oh! I remember right enough,” she said. “It wasn't that. But there, wait until I've told you “avout it. It's an odd story, and sometimes I wish I'd never had anything to do with it. I get a cold shiver every time I think of that old man who took me to dine at Luigi's. Qutside in- three-quarters of an hour, then Il keep spme chairs and order “Wrayson said, turning away. bring one of your friends, Blanche added. *It won't do him any harin. We sha'n’t bite him!” “I will bring them both, promised. He went back to his own table and people watched him curiously. “I believe.,” he said quietly, as he sat down, “that if there is a person in the world who can put us on the track of those letters. it is the lady with whom I have just been talkihg.” The baron looked across at the two women with new interest, “What on earth have they got to do with it, Wrayson?" he asked. “The fair/one was a friend of Barnes,” Wrayson answered. “It was at her flat that he called-the night he was murdered. “You are sure,” Duncan asked, “that the letters have not been found yet by the other side?” “‘Quite sure,” the baron answered. “We have agents in Mexonia, even about the king's person, d.- we ! should hear In an hour if they had thepledeu.. " o “Presuming, then. uncan said thoughtfully, “that Barnes was mur-' dered for the sake of these letters— and as he was murdered on the very night he was going to hand them over to the other side. I don't see what else we can suppose—the crime would appear to have been committed by some one ow our side.” l “It certainly does- seem s0,” bu.t:?\n admitted. oy the t ‘Wrayson as nt for—the king's people. 3 Was murdered! Baront’ B ‘Well? ‘Who killed Barnes? He robbed me of my right, but { want to know. ‘The baron shook his head. T have- no idea.” he said gravely. “We have agents in London, of course, but no ona who would go to such lengths. * 1 do mnot know who killed Barnes, nor do I know who killed Bentham:" N There was-.a short-silence. The on’s words were impressively spoken. It was impossible to doubt - their ve- racity. Yet both to Wrayson and to Duncan they had a serious import. The same thought was present’in the minds of all three of them—and -each avoided. the others’ eyes. . Wrayson, however, was not disposed to let the matter go without one more effort. The corners of his mouth tightened. and (he looked the baron steadily in “Baron,” he said.’ “T have told you that there is a man in London who has set himself to solve the mystery of Barnes’ death.. The two - people whom he would naturally suspect are ‘There presumptive evidence gainst us, owing to_my silence at he inquest, and at any. moment we might eithér of us have to face this charge. Knpwing this. do I under- stand you to say-that, if the necessity :me.‘ yo:xh ‘would b-“nb‘::lutely un- ] fto throw. an; on . the matter?" , = - * “‘Absolutely! L ‘Both those miurders are as complete an enigma to me as to you. “You have agents in London?" "Agents, yes!'' the baron “d ‘but they. are in the nature of de. tectives only. would not dream of going to such léngths. either with instructions or without them. Neither, I am sure. would any one who was employed to collect evidence upon the other sjde.” . There was. no more to be said. little ’lb fling here,” he said. “Let us go outside and take our cof- 7 (Coatinued in.Tomorrow's w rage. SING AND HEALTH HINTS First-Ald\ Kit for Camp. The Glleses were going away camp- ing. The back yard was full of fish- ing tackle and tents and grocer “Don't forget your first-ald’ kit. mother!” shouted John from the back porch, and his mother, buttering bread for sandwiches at the. kitchen tabl started up -suddenly. directing the gencral activities of the household. from her point of vantage. and for the mimute the first-aid kit, which she had planned quite serious- 1y, had escaped Her mind. So, while Jane took her place but- tering bread, much to the smull Wil- llam's delight., for he had fewer qualms about filching slices of toma- toes from the table when his sister presided in lier mother's place, Mrs. Giles went upstairs to the bathroom. Robbed of various collections of shaving material and: toothbrushes and tubes of paste, and without the white-framed mirror which Jane had insisted upon taking to camp amid derisive big brotherly hoots, the bath- room looked an unfurnished place. A Practieal Colleet In the medicine cupboard which hung high on the wall—too high, in- deed, to be reached by -the inquisitive fingers of the younger members of the famil; here was a practical col lection of ids"—the sort of things one finds in almost every average medicine cupboard. From it Mrs. Giles took the family cough remedy. It was an old one, pre- scribed by the family doctér, that had proven acceptable in her big family for years, and she always kept a stock bottle on hand. She fllled an eight-ounce bottle, There was no-hur« ried search for an empty bottle in this instance, for it was one of the pleasant rules in the Giles family that empty bottles should be washed and put aside, with a clean cork in them, for just such emergencies. On al- most any S8aturday the small William might have been discovered washing discarded bottles and their corks for his mother—and the compensation a few pennies, A roll of waxed paper, some folded ITTLE CTORIES lxbflgmf’?r: The Bravery of Mrs. Deer. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS, Mother love will all thingw dare, Nor thought for selt will ever spare. —Old Mother Nature. For once in his life Old Man Coy- ote was a bit careless. Perhaps he thought Mother Deer was tgo busy with her bables to be as watchful as usual. Perhaps he thought that be- cause “she is naturally so timid it dign’t make any particular difference. *Anyway, he wasn't as careful as usual as he stole along to reach the place trom which he intended to rush out to seize one of those pretty fawns, and Mother Deer's watchful eyes saw him move. That is why she suddenly “frooze” with her eyes fixed on the place where she had seéen that move- ment. She suspected an enemy there. When Old Man Coyote reached the place from which he intended to make his rush and peeped out he saw at once.that Mother. Deer was suspicious and ready. He grinned, for, after all it made no difference. She would dash away the instant he showed hi self. Probably the fawng low her, but they were tgg young to 80 far or fast. One of them was as good as his right then. A% least, that is what Old Man Coyote thought. With a yelp, 'Old Man ‘Coyote l {sprang out and staed straight to-: ward Mother Deer and thetwo fright- ened fawns. Then thinge hznl"n(ed. but they didn’t’happen as Old Man Coyote thought they would. Not at all. In Tact, they quite upset his plans. Mrs. Deer did ?n. but it THEN HOW HE DID RUN! MY MY! H HE DID RUN! wasn't away in the terror he had unted on. Instead, she dashed straight at him. Ye . that is just what Mrs. Deer did. It tobk' Old Man Coyote so by sur- prise . that .he . had barely time to dodge the sharp-ed hoofs that struck at him: With a snad he sprang 3side. . .Mrs., Deery whirled and plunged at him again, snorting with er grest eyes, usually so soft and gentle, fairly blased with anger. '01d Man Coyote Had no time to even glance at the fawns standing just at the edge of the water, gaszing in round-eyed ..wonder at this new mother of theirs, this hither{o always gentle and timid mother. In fact, he quite forgot the twins. He forgot what he was there for. It required all his thought and attention to keep out of the way of those sharp hoofs that seemed,to be striking at him from every direction. He knew that if once they struck him fairly he would be likely to do no more hunt- ing for a long time. So Old Man Coyote dodged this way and that, snarling and snapping and ‘watching- for a chance to leap at the throat of Mrs. Deer. But there was no chance, and with every minuge Mrs. Deer's anger seemed to increage. Once she struck him a glancing blow and Old Man Coyote yelped. By this time he had lost all desire for a dinner of tender. young fawn. All he wanted now was to get away lawith a whole skin, and he didn’t dare turn e long énough to run. So he kepPon dodging and getting short of breath and working nearer to the fejendly trees Iittle by little. At last he was near enough to risk a sudden dash, his tail between his legs. Into a clump of young hemlock trees -he dashed and out the other side. Then how he did run! My, my, my, how he did run! And in his ears rang the voice of Hooty the Owl. who had seen it all from the top of a tall dead - stump which was his watch tower. And how Hooty did hoot! Mother Deer’ trotted back to her pretty. babies, still snorting with anger. ' 'And you 'may be - sure they knew, they just knew, that she was the bravest mother in all the Great World. - :.%: - (Copyright, 1931, by T. W. Burgess.) — Place somé stalks of asparagus in a buttered baki dish. Pour over them a cream sauce, sprinkle grated cheese on top amd brown .im a hot oven. The cream ice {8’ made follows: Melt one: tablespedn &f but. ter in a saucepan @hd stir into it one tablespoon of flour And'a eup of sweet ml'lllx.t = Let it B&I_l. up- to‘:mo -or twice and then pour it oV ¢ asparagus. Salt and pepper to, '::tt. i \'Y M. JESSIE LEITCH. e. She had beenl ould fol- NS, 2 pleces of flannel (portions of a soft old blanket) and some bandages fol- lowed. ‘Well to Be Prepared. “I hope we won't need fomentations for any one, but it's well to be pre- pare mused Mrs. Giles. Then there was-the iodine, and the jar of baking soda for moist applica- tions in case of b , or jmsect stings, or hunhnrr‘)flld the little burrdle marked “‘Sterilized Gauze.” which one buye at the drug store and is much easier to obtain than the: gauze one sterilizes by dry heat at home, though-the latter i frequent- ly a life-saver, And there were the safety pins, and the bandages of various widths, and the tiny bottle of essence of pepper- mint for ull[»dlge!ll\'e dikturbances, @0 which M#P Giles was sometime: given. Mustard for mustard plasters, al- ready mixed jn a can,with four parts of flour to ore of mustard, was added to'the 1ist, as was a package of old muglin and some folded brown paper, in case the need of applying a mus- tard paste arose. ‘Then followed vaseline, and a bottle of olive oll, some other family remedies, including the ever-faithful castor oil in cap- sules, and a bottle of camphor, s aromatic spirits of ammonia, In case of sudden faintness, when a few drops An water are refreshing, and a. bottle of liniment for sprains. ‘The fce-bag, a hot-water bottle in its flannel covering—two hot-water bottles, in Yact—and boric.powder, an eye dropper and some clean empty bottles also were chosen. And into a small suit case with seme o0ld worn towels, a small pillow, some talcum powder ane witch hazel, and an extra pair of sheets went the “first-aiq kit" essentials. And s John loaded it carefully into the back of the. car. he. said, “Of course. you know, mother, you'll probably, Instead of us, running op- positigh to the doctor on the reserve, like you did last year. But if we didn’t take it along: 2 “Every member of the family would be needing scratches bound up, .or painting with iodine, or something.” finished Jane, a trifle vaguely Things You'll Like to Make. be using all this stuff on the Indians, - THE: EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, 'D. C. FRIDAY,' JUNE 24, 1921 Date and Cherry Dessert. - Put-one pint of cherry juice, one cup of hot water, the julce of;one- Kalf lemon and' one cup of over the fire in a pan. When bollin remove from the, fire and stir in. two, tablespoons of gelatine dlssolved Irf one-half cup of water and plack the' pan in a pan of cold water. Witen slightly thickened, -wet a mold' and put the gelatine mixture in alternatd layers with pitted dates and cherries’ Place on icc to ehill, serve with a border of whipped cream. e Llamie braid is effective on a street dress of poiret twill. = A pretty combination for a frock is striped and plain pongee. GROCERIES MEATS A D-G-S , Stores Save time and mcney — market where the best sells for less. SUGAR LISTEN, WORLD! BY EL!I'IN!ON. ‘I'm tired, folks. I've been working all night to get out some copy, and now the dawn is coming in over the housetops. It's a gray dawn without any sunshine. Perhaps I can't see the sunshine because my cves are dull. But as I look at those dark housetops I wan to do a strange thing. Maybe no one has done it before, but I'm going to. I'm going to send my love and gratitude to you who are sleeping out there. S = You see, it's this T've been writing for you all And as way. night. pe Fine Gran FRESH MILK |TALL CAN Hot DishCorrier Caxaymn A tray is no longer fashionable. A hot dish carrier is quite the thing. A| lovely onme is made of white linen, hand hemstitched, with the edge cro- { cheted or button-holed in color. The |cormers are decorated with appliqued or embroidered flowers and leaves. i Cut two ten-inch squares of the linen. Join them on tnree sides. Face the oPen ends and sew on ome fasteners Ifor closing the pocket. Cut a nine- and-one-half-inch square of heavy flannel. Bind the edges with ribbon. 1 Slip it inside the linen pocket and }5nap the fasteners. When solled. re- ;move the felt and wash. A sit of hot dish. carriers in three different sizes makes an adorable gift for a bride or housewife. LORA. ! (Copyright, 1821.) A morning gown of e tricol has edgings of rl«:k-rlcl{l’:rflid.Lveue In Paris, hats are worn again with the semi-formal evening dress. 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I thought how some of you were sitting up with crying babies; how some of you were waiting in the firehouses for the alarms to ccme in; how some were running the owl cars or setting type or lying awake worrying about the boy. And. as I thought, a big love for you all u came over me. I may make mistakes OCERY. "OCIETY G LS 4 PAGE. about you individually when I meet You on the streets, put in that dark hour I feit I saw clear through to the hearts of ‘you all collectively, and it was a good heart and I was glad it mes in, I'm as my pal. ’\ 8o now, while the dawn ¢ sending you just this message—"Dear Gang, I'm glad you're out there and that I'm part of you. I'm glad you're standing by..and because you are Il try to stand by, too. Apple Croquette: To one cup of apple sauce add one< half cup ‘of fine cracker crumbs, & pinch of salt and sugar and nutmeg or cinnamon to taste. Put aside for an hour and a half, then mold to rep- resent apples, crumb and fry. 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