Evening Star Newspaper, September 30, 1921, Page 41

A FEATURE PAGE FRAGRANCE ~The aroma of "SALADA T E A betokens the perfection of the leaf. Famous for 30 years, Salada never |3* varies_the excellence of its quality. LISTEN, WORLD! BY ELSIE ROBINSON Most of our caution is such & con- temptible thing. This does not apply to the safeguarding of another, which 1s simply devoted loyalty, nor to the use of common sense in our work. But this everlasting snooping and scrimping, shying and shuddering with which we hedge about our thoughts and deeds and words. seems to me utterly unworthy of a human 3 d fit only for a particularly nervous angle worm. Afrald to use our heaMh lest we hurt it—afraid to make new friends lest they prove unworthy—afraid to follow our visions lest we ‘be talked about”— U."I d yet we commend such cring- 1 do not know from whence my It came. I do not know to where it goe I can see only dimly the scope and (Continued from Yesterday's Star.) Fis mind went back to Millman, working in queer, _disconnected snatches of thought. He was going to lose Millman, too. Millman was going out tomorrow. . . . had always been a rellef to talk to Millman, He had never told Millman where the money was, of course, but Miflman knew what he, FROM NOW O BY FRANK L. PACKARD. Copyright, 1981, by Publio Ledger Co. Copyright, 1821, by R. H. Davis Corp. 1t|Y vou. counter again, a book in his hand. “Would you trust me, Dave?’ he etly. “You!" The blood seemed to quick- en, and rush in a mad, swirling tide through Dave Henderson's veins. “Do harlie? Do you mean es,” sald Millman. “If you want t®trust me, I'll get that money for I'm going out tomorrow. But talk quickly! The guard's watching FEATURE PAGE ‘Wasp family. The entrance was a little hole in the side of the mound, and that entrance was just above Boxer's feet as he lay there. Pos- sibly had he known of that mest it would have made no difference, for 28 yet Boxer hadn't made the ac- quaintance of Yellow Jackets, o1 any other members of the Wasp family for that matter. But Mother Bear would have known. Not for an in stant would she have thought of taking a nap there. But Boxer didn't know, and so there he was sleeping in the wrong place, very much the wrong place, as he presently discovered. (Copyright, 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) Apple, Pear and Plum Jam. Take six large apples, weigh them, and take the same weight of large plums and good- pears. Wash all the fruit, then core and pare the apples and cut them in nieces and cover with cold viater. Stone, skin and quarter the plums ‘and pare, core and divide the pears into neat plece ready two cups of avnle jui into the preserving pan and add the plums, pears and the drained apple: Stew until the fruit is nearly in a pulp, then add an equal amount of sugar for the fruit. Weigh the fruit before it is peeled; pour, into large, warm jars and cover when cold. r BEDTIME Boxer Lies Down in the Wrong Place. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. ‘Who makes mistakes will have to pay Bowe other time if not todsy. . —Mother Bear. Such a feast! Such a feast! Never in their short lives had the twins, Boxer and Woof-Woof, been 80 thoroughly happy. Here were more blueberries than they could possibly eat, and Mother Bear had told them to eat all they wanted! What more could any little Bear ask than this? There were so many berries that they didn't quarrel even once over WILKINS PERFECT BLEND Dave Henderson, was “in” for” . . The library hour wasn't far off, and it would help to talk to Millman now. us and getting fidgety. Where is it?" Dave Henderson rubbed his upper lip with the side of his forefinger them, They ate, and ate, and ate and ate, and ate. They stripped those PACKED COFFEE IN berries from the bushes, not minding at all if a few leaves and green berries went in with the ripe berries. They ®macked their lips and sighed and’ grunted from pure happiness. No pigs were ever greedier than those two little Bears, They ate: Just as fast as they could, as if afraid | that those berries would disappear before they could get thelr stomache ull, Only Millman was going out tomorrow—and he was to bid Mill- man good-by. 3 This seemed somehow the crowning jeer of mockery that fate was fling- ing at him—that tomorrow even Mill- man would be gone. It seemed to bring a snarl into his soul, the snarl as of some gaunt, starving beast at bay, the snarl of desperation flung out in bit- ter, reckless deflance. as though it itched; the remaining fingers, spread out fanlike, screened his mouth. “In the old pigeon cote—shed back of Tooler's house where 1 used to live —you can get into the shed from the lane.” Millman slaid the book on_the coun- ter—and pushed it toward Dave Hen- 4T rgn < ) “All right,” he said. “They won't He put his hands to his face, and | pe looking for it In New York, You've| Now, stomachs are the most pro- beneath then’! h jaws clamped and|two months more here. Make it June | VOking things in all the Great Workl. locked. They would never b him, |25 Thatn glve you time enough.|lf they are emply they are most un- CANS ONLY Y Novelties Exceptional opportunity is offered at 259% Reductions on the following Wicker B Novelties: Reduced from $18 to $12 I Reduced {l’o’lfl 56 to $4 3 he would go under first, but—but- I'll be registered at the St. Lucian MOST CAUTION 1S Time passel. The routine of the|Hotel, New York—8 o'clock in the| - prison life went on like the turning of some great, ponderous wheel that moved very slowly, but the same time with a sort of smooth, oiled im- mutabiljty. It seemed that way to Dave Henderson. He was consclous of no definite details that marked or occupied the passage of time. The library hour had come. He was on his way to the library now—with per- mission to get a He did not want a book. He was going to see So much of what I may do, all ani- | Millman, and, God knew, he did not mal things may do. I attain no no-|want to see Millman—to say good- bility by eating_and sleeping, visiting |}, and gabbling, ‘The monkeys and the magples share these attributes with me. The gophers and the geese also covet and fear, play and work, and perpetu- ate their specles. Only by the exercise of some few qualities may I stand up- right and show that I am greater than these lesser lives—that 1 have faith in evening—June to you ther: ,“there, "—the guard ng toward them from across the room—"you got your book, ain't I'll hand the money SUCH A CONTEMPF IBLE TlgNG [ Flower Pots Reduced from $5 to $3.75 Tea Cozy Reduced from $20 to $10 _Candlesticks Reduced from $6 to $3.75 Trays e Henderson picked up the book, and turned toward the door. “Good-by!" he flung over his shoul- object of its present functioning. It is a gesture In the dark, but I am deter- mined that, in so far I am able, It shall be a splendid gesture. er. “Good-by!" Millman answered. IIL Bread Upon the Waters. It was dark In the cell, quite dark. There was just the faint glimmer that crept in from the night lights along the iron galleries, and came up from the main corridor two tiers below. | It must have been hours since he had left Millman in the prison library— and yet he was not sure. Perhaps it was even still early, for he hadn't In Footwear for Women Another new, exquisite Fall model in Walking Oxfords, shown for Y. Mind, body and soul were sick—sick with the struggle of the afternoon, sick with the ceaseless mental tor- ment that made his temples throb and brought excruciating pain, and with the pain brought almost physical nausea; sick with the realization that his recompense for the five years of freedom he had sacrificed was only— wreckage, ryin and disaster. He entered the little room. A guard lounged negligently against the wall. One of the two convict librarians was S THEY ATE, AND ATE, AND ATE, AND ATE. myself, in the plan of which I am an obscure part and in the Planner of the plan. Only a few qualities, but those, at least, I am determined to express and no caution shall stop me. I can dare. an endure. I can stand mere @omfortable. If they are too full prs. Finite 1 am, and feeble. 1 1 loss for he saketof the game. But some- already busy with another convict— but it wasn't Millman who was bus heard old Tony talking and whisper- ing to himself through the bars tonight the first time any- And, they are equally uncomfortable. what is worse, they have a way of filling up long before appetite has been satisfied. 1t seemed to Boxer that he hadn't been eating any time at all when his stomach. was swelled out like a little loon and there He met Millman’s cool, steady, gray eyes, read a sudden, rtled some- thing in them, and moved down to the end of the sort of wooden counter away from the guard—and handed in his book to be exchanged. times through the dark I glimpse the stars of human kingliness. And so 1 sneer at caution for the whining, hag- gling thing it is and risk all that I have of health and wealth or name for those brief visions that I dimly yet. 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You can have this beverage in your own home. “What's the matter, 7 Milt- man, across the counter, back half turned to the guard, spoke in a low, hurried voice, as he pretended to ex amine the book. “l never saw y look like this before! Are you sick? “Yes, Henderson, be- tween his teeth. “Sick—as hell! I'm up against it, Charlie! And 1 guess over except for one last little fight. - What book do you wan said Millman’s voice coolly; but Millman's clean-cut face. with its strong Jaws tightening a little, and Millman's ¢ gray ¢yes with a touch of steel creeping into them, said: “Go of “The police!” Dave Henderson spoke through the comner of his mouth with- out motfon of his lips. “Barjan was here last night. tip today. The screws are going on —to a finish. “You mean they're going to see that you don't get that money Dave Henderson nodded “Why not give it up. and start a clean sheet?” man softly. “Glve it up!” The red had come into Dave Henderson's fac: a savage tightening of his lips his teeth. “I'll never give it uj think I've rotted here five yvea: to crawl at the end? By God! I'll get it—if they get me doing it His hoarse whisper caught and choked suddenly. “But it's hell, Charlie— hell! Hell to go under like that, just because there isn't a soul on Go rtly. then. Dave, asked Mill- wide earth I can trust to get It for | N me while they're watching me: Millman turned away, and walked to the racks of books at the rear of the room. Dave Henderson watched the other in a numbed sort of way. It curious kind of good-by he was say ing to Millman. He wasn’'t quite sure, for that matter, just what he had said. He was soul sick, and bod 3 Millman was taking a 16ng while over the selection of a book—and he hadn't even asked for a book, let alone for any particular one. What did it mat- ter! He didn't want anvthing to read. Reading wasn't any good to him any more! Barjan and Bookie T | purled And I got another | b to his feet from the hinged shelf that he called cot and bed at differ- ence did it make whether it was dark or light, or late or early. or whether old Tony had babbled to himself or not! It was pitifully inconsequen- tial. It was only his brain stugger- ing off into the byways again, as though, in some sneaking, underhand way, it wanted to steal rest and respite. His hands went up above his head, and held there. and his fists clenched. He was the fool of fools, the prince of fools! He saw it now! His laugh low., in hollow mirth, through the cell—a devil’s laugh in its bitter Yes, he saw it now—when it 00 late. Millman! Damn Millman to the ! Damn Millman for the smooth- craftiest hypocrite into whom cver breathed the breath o He had been trapped! That had been Millman's play, two years of cunning play—to win his confidence; two years of it, that al- ways at the end the man might get that hundred thousand dollars. And he had fallen into Millman's trap! He did not believe Millman's story or in_Millman's innocence mnow when it was too late. He couldn't reach Millman now. There were bars of iron, and steel doors. and walls of stone between himself and Millman's cell; and in the morning Millman would be gone, and Millman would have sixty-two—no, Sixty-ofie — days to get that money and put the width of the world between them before Dave Henderson, was free. Sixty-one days! And in the space of one short moment, wrecking all that the toil and agony of years was to have stood for, he had ‘told Mfll- man what Millman wanted to know! And the moment Millman had been waiting for through two long years with cunning patience— and he, Dave Henderson, because he was shaken to the soul with despera- tion, because he was alone with his back to the wall, in extremity, ready to grasp at any shred of hope, and because he was sick in body, and be- use the sudden, overwhelming up- lift at Millman's offer had numbed and dulled his faculties in_a mighty revulsion of relief, had fallen into Skarvan had Millman wi leaning over the Personal He . Eye Wastage. If eyes were purchasable at a dol- lar forty a bushel, a great many people would give them better care. It seems to be the established custom among far too great a percentage of people to trifie with their eyes in the earlier stages of nedrly all eye diseases; then to become discouraged or alarmed and consult some self- commended, but utterly unqualified “specialist”; and only as a sort of last recourse to wake up and seek the skill of the physician and oculist. Nearly every day some reader asks me whether boric acid will strength- en weak eyes—which, of course, it cannot do; whether glasses worn by a young person who is nearsighted do not tend to weaken the sight— whereas failure to wear carefully fitted glasses in such cases is what seriously weakens the eyes; and whether certain eye exercises con- sisting of moving the eyesqup, down and from side to side, will improve eyesight, when there is some impair- ment—as though the ordinary use of the eyes were not enough exercise. Deplorable neglect of certain eye diseases through mistake in diagnosis by the victims themselves, or by their unqualified “specialists” leads to disastrous effects. In certain parts of the country an insidiously pro- gressive inflammation, popularix called “red sore eyes” and “granu- lated lids,” but medically termed trachoma, often mistaken for “pink eye,” “eyestrain,” even such an absurdity as *“cold In the eyes,” and maltreated for weeks and months. Since trachoma, unless ener- getically treated, proceeds td a state of more or less blindness, such mis- 'takes are most costly, ignoyance may be bliss, yet it is not folly in this instance to be intelligent. Apparently trifling injuries to the ball of the eye by cinders, bits of emery, steel, straw, grain and other foreign particl frequently lead to bungling efforts on the part of the well-meaning bystanders to dig out the foreign body. This is always a serious matter, and If any exploring or mining is to be done in the ey surely the eye is worth a physician' skill. In plants where such acci- dents befall there should be a rigid rule against amateur ophthalmic surgery, for the evil and sometimes disastrous results may cost the pro-'! prietor & heavy sum in the final ac- counting. Although these trifiing in- 1nrl.l of the eye ball are not appar- ntly dangerous at first, they call for mobst careful treatment, for often there follows an ulcer of the cornea By WILLIAM BRADY, M. D. 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