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FROM NOW ON THE "EVEN The Old Gardener Says: ‘While squashes and pumpkins are not very 2usy to keep for a long time unéer ordinary condi- tions, as they require much more 7 D.. C. , TUESDAY,. SEPTEMBER 27, . 1921, | ‘—-——- [ By WILLIAM Personal He FEATURE 1}:&1 Service B Y, M. D. PAGE. glst, who has the art and the equip: ment, as well as the several ingred e:nlu. He can prepare any quanti you may desire, and, of course, t should be freshiy made, not kept for an indefinite period in stock. © . Foe Dancing. :Icut lh:n l'l"lli root ‘CPOD!, }"':l it s ‘worth wl storing as nfan; e % Them as Dossible because If e Noted Physician and Author What is your opinion of toe danc- BY FRANK L. PACKARD. they begin to decay, you caa % {ing. So far as health is corcerned? Y readily can or dry them. To (Blas (L i = It 1s a good exercise for Copyright, 1921, by Public Ledger Co. Copyright, 1921, by B. H. Davis Corp. store these vegetables, put them preferably into the furnace cel- lar on a shelf near the heater. Take great care not to bruise the that shells. Many people think pumpkins and squashes So Nervous. Composite complaint of a great many correspondents. “I am so nervous~—what is good for | ittes whicn' sufficiently explain grave impairment of health. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS. Cold Crea | Answer. | young women. . Codfish New York Style. Split a good-sized codfish as for 4 Still, Blac! g 5 . can be handled like footballs, lack Pussy didn't blame her- |\ = o vogon Please give me the -formula of the | broiling, dry well with a towel and Black Pussy Is an Outcast. BaCitotiin almost cortainttol et self. Teople in trouble always try R o b 5 | in whenever a bruise is-made. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. to blame some one else. It was so Tt s’ true the Ajiman body, bas = | 0 G cold cream’ you recommend. | pu¢ i 5 baking dish, skin side down - <ER A ack Pussy. n 0 bl ed v = s 5 * vi S > (Continued from Yesterday's Star) | whelming mass of horror from Awhich T Bane e e | ey e e e nevous aystem, laskwelljas & chietiAeli i Answer— T recomuiend a0 ugentom Coat with melted butter, sprinkle 2 the soul recoiled, blanched, seared, true e ok o for bl hae |OTY system or a digestive system,|aquae rosac. U. 8 P That means with minced parsley, salt, pepper, Ana that various parts of the nervous | ointment of rosewater made accord-|lemon juice and chopped onion, then His hanads curled into Knotted lumps. There were not enough Bar- jans for that though the world were thought And it went back further It went back to a night 0, eternities ago, physical torture and shriveled. than tl of the long, long 1 night when, i Things You'll Like to Make. Mistakes are/n a minute made; But long will For those mistakes you've fully paid. e the time before —Black Pussy. troubles, quite forgetting that she system are subject to disorders which we call disease, and that doctors sometimes save themselves trouble by informing patients that the malady ing to a formula given in the United States Pharmacopoeia, which is the legally authorized standard formu- lary, a copy of which is kept in cvery strew over some bread crumbs moist- ened in melted butter and place in the oven to brown. Remove care- people with 1 The 1 _phys g c . ad for a|anguish from his wound, his teeth 3 :}::L.:'-:;m?r‘.';‘u o e »‘::e;“:lm(p: 4 [ had sunk into- his lips, and he had Black Pussy was an outcast. An is & “mervous” disorder, and let it|drug store. To make the cold cream |fully from the pan when done, pour B te: e was not, likely to for- | become blood-fanged like the hunted outcast, you know, is one who may o at that, It is also true that some|after this formula is an art, and Ifover it a little melted butter and lemon Se¢ Phat that price had been: and he [animal at bay he was,and he had en- not return home and with whom no doctors, popular and busy all theladvise you to leave it to your drug-|juice and serve. P Bnald mever yield up what that price |dured until the blackness came. That one will have anything to do. And fime, find this a convenient little trould never yield up what that Mo | Was what it meant, this rough, heavy that is just the way it was with Black | scheme for satistying patients—you o e ast play of his worked out | ungraceful clod of a prison boot upon Pussy: > Sne was not allowed oven to| O ondlo of notvos! Ifi s in detail. but he would find a way his foot! It meant that he had gone |sit on the doorstep of Farmer Brown's true that most patients will swnh r:iw L e must. . He was probably | the limit, that he had never hedged, house. 1f she came near the house that without question — everybody exaggerating what D veuld, | that he had paid the price, all of it— she was driven away. And it was satisfled, and no diagnosis ever ar- or could do, anyhow! At first when |all of it-—except only the sixty-three all because she had made the mis- rived at. i s fe ad come into the ,penitentiary, | days that were left. ARGl ;nke ‘ot ot looking ‘where sre was ar{_zult:xlsnozh:ru;“ty st fneryonsnann’ ) e e s SaTToaythE healfh. It is not true that any known J had tried to trap, Sometimes to dle him, into disclosing where the money was, though they had long since given up those tactics and left him to himself. But suppase the po- lice did watch him no~ when he &ot He could afford v wait—to wait Dave?" Tony Lomazzi must have shuffled his way back to the bars of his cell door. The old Italian was whisper- ing and muttering again. If one listened very intently, one could hear Jimmy Skunk. for it, paying for that mistake. At first Black Pussy understood it. She knew that she carried about with her the smell of Jimmy Skunk, and that it was a most unpleasant smell to have about. Now she was paying But after a couple of food or medicine or combination thereof is tonic, strengthening or building in effect’ on the nervous system more 1t is true that individuals and fam- ilies vamy greatly in their reaction to trouble and emotion. It is true than on any other part of the body.J out ; ! ¢ chile & e rot | him. There was no other sound. S a long while—while the police EVY| "Barjan cleared his throat Smocked back and front panels are days she was so used to it herself uble and tion: 3t dsitrae tired, “pernaps. or perhap e to] DA SEAT R, Sara slowt quite new. Cut the panels somewhat |that, she didnt notice it “and shé et e o the iifie tricks of 3 st e heY | ihe use, Dave? I've showed onger than the skirt of the fi |couldn’t understand why no one nssa x b e £ocite ST e $would | yourre bound to lose, and thal e tiathalower bt ot the: n;‘r’l:‘! couldn’t understand why no °1¢| BLACK PUSSY WAS AN OUTCAST. |hysterical misbenavior wiich the ot forge at, thoug! e ha 3 S von't pay. And it don't pay { » come near hi Even h 2 % . o fused to sa Ching At the trial, he | 30re 1t womt pay. ARG atit. You |With silk or worsted Have the|Farmer Brown's Boy, who T | had no business to be trying to catch | imagine they are conceating their de- G RS 2 his attitude | 308 WAY ¥O8 B ut of here a_marked | smocking eight inches deep. Use been very fond of her, cried “Scat! Striped Chipmunk. focts from tne children. ' Thus enil 2 ; e VT o Crene ment mime“'it| "1 belleve he knew Jimmy Skunk |dren learn to feaf (RECSt BT S one-guart v Byle There ain't any truth in near. or dogs or snakes or whatever mother towurd Runty n n, Dave. smocking to trim the bl who had it ¢ pollce never give a gUY b e blouse and the [\ ag hard to understa was there by the old stone wall and , thacthath P e akain. . There)Sleeves. Finish the bottom ends of [still to bear. and and harder | 198 T0€I0 Y S ot fo_get me In trou-|Or aunt or other senior associate = : e 4B Up. (o |these smart smocked' front and back |~ So Black [Pussy was forced to sleep | bles” growled Black Pussy to Hersele:| foaxsc. Softic welle D e L FHICK strength to spe: (he guy hin hu Come actoss, | Panels with deep’ fringe of silk or|under the barn. and was lonely and | Which Happened fo bs, & very ‘goon cinmotitamer uREReRs 1L ) BEC Y um HARD to get even with the gangster make good on that money. and TIL{Wool oy . FLORA. |miserable and ~ forlorn. Farmer EUess on her part, as you and I know. |2equiret. o TO0 older person for SHEET e VV an Runt. There was psychological [ zuarantee vou'll get the squarest deal « ight, 1921.) ! Brown’s Boy brought food out for her | “Some day_ ULll pay him for this. I ¥ 9. child has resbect is “nerv- % factor in this. If he, Dave Tender- ever got. Why, it would be every day, putting it down near a{Will so. Some day he'll be sorry. | S oy 0 “these things, the child is “ IR 1 : s son, made no effort to get the money, “eIf that you meant to o | Date-Filled Cookies {corner of ‘the barn. He never for-|Once I get my claws in his strived | i1y "ty be “nervous” too. egular Price 85¢1 Showed no sign that he had any | iraight, Dave, and everybody'd fall} s, got to leave a saucer of milk for her |coat he'll be the sorriest Chipmunk 5t all the generaly harmful cus- o e ot 8 herembouts, MIERE | sver “himself fo Eive you the glad | Chop one pound of stoned dates and|when he milked the cows He took that ever lived.” toms of invallds and near invalids, o o T thme come 10 the | pmd. | You can see (hat, caw't you,|put them inlo a saucepan with three-|pains o sce that she had plenty to Had Striped’ Chipmunk heard that | 072 & more common than the cus- o e o esical coneluson that | Dave? Don't vou want to look the fourths cup of granulated sugar, the|cat. But he would no tonger aflow he would have laughed. He would |{o1€ ¢® U0 o or trying to ignore they might better have ched— e fellow in the eye for the rest|strained juice of one-half lemon and |her to sit by his side while he milked have thought it a great joke. You|gome insidious disturbance of health . ago—the men who had so glibly | of your life? Don’t you want to be e-fourth cup of water. Cook until|the cows, and he o longer patted|see he knew very well that it would |}y qubbing it ‘just nervousness.” Tt s for the state, the|: free man? u've got a lot of [soft. Cream one cup of butter with and petted her. be a long, long time before Black [ig the everyday experience of honest ! L admittedly, themselves {vears ahead of you. Ain't you ever two cups of brown sugar. Add one- She tried to forget her troubles by’| Pussy would come that way again.|doctors everywhere to encounter e mtod o steal the 'momey? It [ihought of a home, and kiddies, may- | half cup of buttermilk mixed with hunting Mice and Rats, but they al.|He knew that she had had a lesson |cases of well advanced Bright's dis- At a6, was it7 And he |be? It don't_ pay, Dave—the other jone teaspoon of baking soda, then|ways & by the smell when she|she would never forget as long as she |ease, diabetes, cancer, lung tuber- o tnait, The three thou- [ way don't. You've got the cha add two cups of flour and two cups|was 2 s6, of course, she mever | lived, and that the mere thought of | culosis, systemic. syphilis, ~arterio-d sand do from Square John o |y & make good. What do You [of rolled oats. Roll out and cuthad & chance to caich one. Sometimes | Jimmy Skunk would Keep her away |sclerosis and other serious diseases e keas him going. for quite aisay?: “°" | with Ja square cutter. Put u spoon- [she longed to go over to the Old | from the Old Orchard. hich have been permitted to mas- while! He was a fool to let this nv Lomazzl was still muttering. |ful of the date mixture between two|Orchard, but shs didmt dare to | So Jimmy Skunk weat serenely |querade as “mervousness.” It is a ine madden his brain with its con- | Stran A was letting the old [of the cookies, place them on but- |Jimmy Skunk might be there, and the | about his business, and Striped Chip-| favorite delusion of a great part of o O e o dobesy Xt was their |bombthroser s havessoiuct licensc | texeditine andibuicoiuntil brown. «het Ve thought ot Jimmy sent little | munk merrily about his, and Black | the laity, a delusion fostered, too, by for lIimited et “Tony Seomed to be chatter- |odl in the pans before removing |creepy chills along her backbone. | Duesy sneaked about unhappily, an|too many physicians who purport to 2 -,,(g fouder than he had ever chattered |them. Decorate with a little sifted How she did wish she had kept away | outcast whom no ome would allow | be authorities, that “overwork” and . Servous breakdown” are actual mm- time ONLY ; iron gallery c with a dull, s the guard. rap old Tony Dave metallic probably, coming Lomazzi over the Henderson stopped his restl pac- ing, and stood still in the center of the cell to listen. No, the old homb- thrower 't talking any longer; ,there wasn't any sound at all ex- cept that boot-heel ringing on the iron flooring. The sound came nearer, and Dave Henderson frowned in a puz- zled way. The not alone, in any cas He stinguish the footstens of men now. It wasn't unusual s s hour for any one to be out ith the guard. What w: ihe wind? The warden, perhaps, an unexpected round, or- soun; to knuckles. guard wal could d two His hard and t ‘There more the of five hands gripped sht—but he did not move. came flashing over him once scene in that hospital ward years ago. The ceil door and closed. A man had en- The guard's footsteps died r]'uz>n|< he man spoke: Tlo. suddeniy opened tered. t. Joe Barjan of plain-clothes squad. It rs ago. That Barjan had said And he had an- But he did not co the scene of five ve exactly what the: Iello, Dav swered: “Hello, Joe! answer now This is said Barjan ples to have a quict little chat with you, you know, before”—he stepped for- ward and clapped his hand on Dave Henderson's sioulder and laughed— “well. before you changed your ad- He t was a- little ntly, irregular, Davi “but I wanted - Henderson made no reply. back from the other and s he cdze of his cot. f things I want A said Barjan, still “And the first of them is cou on the level You're going soon now, got a bettar line " “He laughed moved down o pleasantly. that I want to tell just where you stand. out of here pret Dave. I guess you'v on that than I have—eh again good humoredly. ‘Got days counted, haven't you. Dave?” No answer. Dave Hendelson's eves were fixed on the ungainly lines of the toe of his prison boot “Oh, come on, now, Dave.” jan's tones were still hearty and jocu- iar, but the hearti and jocularity as though disconcerted. lacked some of their original spontaneity. * up! You've been a clam for five years. That's long enough. 1've come up here -night to play square h you. You know that whatever I say goes with both of us. 1 know you aren't holding anything against me person- ally just because I happened to be the one who put the bracelets on vou, and back of that we used to be pretty good friends. 1 haven't forgotten the tips ¥ou used to give me in the old days—and_don’t vou think I have, either! Remember when that old skeleton with the horse-hair cover pranced away with a forty-to-one shot? Bonnie Lass, her name Ww; or was it Boney? Remember? gou the hee-haw—but my mi the She sus got the swellest outfit of gewgaws and fixings the old girl ever had before or since.. You wised me up to that, Dave.” No answer. There seemed to be something curiously significant in the uncouthness and the coarseness of that boot toe—but the significance was Irritatingly elusive in its applica- tion. There was silence for a_moment. Barjan walked the length of the cell and back again. “Al} right,” he said, halting in front of the cot. “Maybe we'll get along better on another tack. I'm not beat- ing about the bush, Dave"—his voice was a little harder, crisper. sterner— “T want to know where that hundred thousand dollars is. But I told you that I'd put yo ght first on where you stand. Now, listen! We've played both ends to the middle. We believed that the story Runty Mott and Baldy Vickers told was true; but both men had a record. and you can’t be sure of a crook on his own say-so. We didn't take any chances, and so we're sure now. Those men were watched—not for a couple of weeks or a couple of months, but for the last four years, They don't know where the money and they never did know what you did with it after you handed them that automobile_smash and beat it for the woods. Get that? It's up to vou! And mow get this: T told you in the hospital that day. you remember. that you could never get away with it, and ihat's as true as I'm standing here talking to you now. You've got some brains, Dave—use ‘e now for your own sake. From the moment you step outside these walls you're ‘a marked man, and not for just a little he had occupied that in all the ve: next cell ther than he had ever chattered in all the years he had occupicd that next cell there! Barjan laughed = little but not unpleasant way. well, then, listen again, Dave.” he said got one more thing to tell you. You know what I said is right. You come across, and Ill see that you et your chance—and you don't have to wait for it. either. Dave. T've got it all fixed. I've got the papers in my pocket. You come across, and you Walk out of here a free man with me right now—tonight!” He leaned for- ward and slapped Dave Henderson's shoulder again.- “Tonight, Dave—get that? Right now—tonight—this min- ute! What do you say?" It was true!’ The tentative plan he had half formulated was no good! He realized that mow. To lay low and wait was no good—Barjan had The hope that the around to the be- lief that Mott and Baldy | Vickers were. after all, the men to h was no good either—Barjan | had made that equally clear. There didn't seem to be any way out—and his number was up on the board on every police track in the country. Yes. that was true, too. He lifted his eyves from the toe of his boot for the first time. and met Barjan's eves, and held the other’s for a long min- ute in a steady gaze. i And then Dave Henderson spoke— for the first time. “You go to hell!” he said. (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) in a low LISTEN, WORLD! | . 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