Evening Star Newspaper, November 30, 1921, Page 41

[ w=ewe .FEATURE PAGE. ' ™~ —— eneruela, From New York to the Maditerrancans Fort de mm.u. Madeira. Gibraltar, Alglers, Monsco, — an Jus. Nuissu asd Ber | Genes, Athens, Alazandria for mately 38 days. cruise, ‘Egvpt and the Nile. i - Lol ADRIATIC (24,541 tons) January 7—February 18 2 TS, e o 4 Jan. 17—Feb. 18 ~March 20 ARABIC (17,324 sone) 7 e - the place f ; Largesdimensionsofanystssmebipouiting | © January 21— March 4 Farmer Brown’s: Boy-1s JUSt |5t Resiag them ana hourd soversi ] ; low, impatient “quack: He smiled in Time. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. wlia clear to every one with sease at broken laws have no Wefense. ~—Farmer Brown's Boy. 0 Weat Indies. Over 25 years’ exparience in Wiater Cruises. Apply Cruise Depe. | as he guessed that they were waiting for him. And then he caught sight of something that made that smile van- ish and brought a look of anger to his face instead. Creeping on hands and knees, tak- T W ‘ravel. Bookings to any ‘White Sear Service, of the same standard which ‘made the Olympic internation- e e o sosmow il e e She hls faiey fo Wrise tedey for ] Ing_care not t leat and Mediserrancan ov i The little pesple of 'the Green| (& e not to rustle a leaf an West Indies Bookiet - Wankington Office: 1208 ¥ St. N.W, m Foreit and the Grees Meadows are)sng tho "qzl.‘:xo‘nbflnl; as s man, R. M. Hicks, Manager quick to learn. After Farmer Brown' Boy had visited}the poudliof Paddy the Beaver a fqw, times,/dach time Duck over on the Big River. scattering delicie yellow eorn in “Hi there!” yelled Farmer Brown's the water along the edg r. and Mrs. Quack understood that he was a | 50X, TUIRINE forward as fast as he friend and they yo .lu:g,'m the| At the sound of that yell up went young Quacks awWay 'in y fiight.|the Quack family into the air and In fact, they began to watch for him, away over the {reetops before. tie o 4 unter cou! shoot. e scrambled to and when he drew pack s dttle wWay |his feet and faced Furmer Brown's would swim over fnd eidgerly huntjBoy, and his face was dark with rage. for that scattered corn while he| “I'll make you pay for this, you looked on in piain sight. He Joved to|Young scamp!” he roured, and rushed see them tip up and appear to be)at Farmer Brow Y. standing on their heads as they| Farmer Brown’s Boy dodged. and his face was as apgry as that of the hunter. *‘Get out of here and get out of here quick!” he snapped. “Do you see that sign over on that tree? ‘It says that no hunting is allowed here. 1f you hunt where there is a sign like that you break the law and you know it. This Is my father's land and it 15 sanctuary for all birds and animal I could have you arrested, and if ever find you here again I will. Now take your gun and go, and be quick about it!" Grumbling and muttering, the hunt- j er picked up his gun and started off. He had seen that sign and hé€ knew that- Farmer Brown's Boy could do just what he sald he could do, have nd he carried & gun, & terrible gun. Farmer Brown's Boy knew him in- stantly, It was the hunter who had tried #o hard to kill Dusky the Black 1 1 ! Princess Pat The secret is in the poise of the heel and in the straight inside line. For walking or - housewark or business. { {Dim arrested. ' He had known that that sign was there and that he was trespssing, which means golng where { e had no right to. But he had | thought that that pond was so deep | in the Green Forest that no one would catch him there. Now: that he had ‘xr WAS THE HUNTER WHO HAD|been caught there was nothing to do £ R KILI, DUSKY | but to slink away, and this he aid. 3; ';,ioc:‘u,,&;_o oy With a scowl on his usually good- natured freckled face reached for the corn on the bottom Boy watched him out o T o P boy had become The | he opened & beg and scdttered yellow had the Quagks and corn for Mr. and Mrs ‘Quack and their children. “I was just in time” said he 2a he sat down to walt for the Quacks to return. “Yes, sir, 1 just in time. It is lucky I got here when I did.” W. Burgess.) Boy. Then one day Farmer Brown’s Boy {was a little lute. Walking noiseless- {1y as usual, he drew mear the pond land looked eagerly for his friends. them swimming about near —_— Brides Will Be Brides By Lucille Van Slyke you up—had decided you hadn’t the nerve to come—"" ‘“Why on earth should you have expected me?™ “Didn’t you get my mote?’ ich’, you didn't mail a note to illy. T gave it to the maid and H')‘Ifl her to tuck it in your boudoir shoe.” ‘The great house loomed dark. The only lights were a dim one in the hall and another, rose-colored, that shone from the room where Merry and John were quartered. She tried to remember whether she had left that light. Panic-stricken, _she couldn’'t remember. Perhaps John was reading Rich's note this very minute. She could think only one thing, that she must get back immediatel Her guilty conscience ‘speeding her fiying heels, she fled through the moonlight, across the terrace, into the broad hall and up the stairway, (Amother episode of this story im temorrow’s Star.) DEEP WATERS, ERRIAM LINDSAY, with her bobbed . red curls and ab- / breviated bathing suit, stockingless and capless, poised on the spring board beside the Blaisdell swimming pool, looked about sixteen instead of the matron of twenty-one. It was past 1 o'clock in the morning: & half ‘moon, riding high in the clouds, flooded the pool with sitvery 1ight It badn’t occurred to Merriam, when she ran angrily out of the house, furfous’at her John be- cause he could what seemed to h rel they'd ever wrangled t into, that any other house the Blaisdells’ might hav trigued with the idea of She thought that the figyre sitting on the marble bench in ¢ elm shadows beside the pool mu: Frightened, but not at al , she stoofl her ground, wish- ing very much that she had brought & bathing cost with her. She stead- jed her voice the best she eould. “Who's there She heard Richard Slocum’s chuekle of flour ‘and two ounces of even before he-strode out of the nd mix it until it is of the Shadows. He looked very tall indeed | consistency of short bregd. Divide in hig long bath robe. But he Was a3 the pastc into four equal parts and cusual as (hough. it were broad day-[roll out each part to the same size {light and all the members of theland rhape. Bake in a _slow oven for ! house party were playing about them. | about thirty minutes. When cold whip i “peachi of & niglit, eh? Suppose we'd [ the whites of three egEs very ST, { better not dive make & splash Or | stir into them three ounces of sugur 3 rybody will wint to horn in” Heiand three tablespoonfuls of jam. held out his hand. Merrfam put hers|cpread on the baked rounds and plac in it rather stupidly. He led her|one on top.of the other. This is suf- sround to the edge of the pool and |fisient for eight persons. lifted ber over lhefw{ge m-r:.ln brim, The coolness of the waters, the moon riding serenely sboxe tnem, French Eggs. made Merriam forget everything an everybody for first few moments, | Foach, SOmE e zfi:;”‘x‘)“" mang She exulted In the luxurions feel of ‘I’nn:o :o batter and fry them until the water; she swam easily, almost| G0 ¥ &re & lght brown. Serve with cally busy enouglt to for-| Soin, o), flun of en in- moonlight Jam Tarts With Whipped Cream. Make & ste of six and one-half ounces of butter, eight and on, wrath, her own temp and that she’d been avolding tete a tetes with Richard for months back. “Like old times, isn't it”" he ask her. “Lordy, what a lot of tim w gl:vbd around this swimmin' holet member the first time that Thorpe and I got you to dive? You weren't any bigger than a minute, bout nine, I guess——" he sighed. “And you and Uncle Thorne looked perfectly huge! Wasn't I the scare cat! It seemed so horribly deep, the water did, that first time!” “But we didn’t let anything happen to you, did we?” his tone was ten- Don't let a poor skin spoil your pleasure o o Resinol can heal those der, ||' e He reached out his hand and put it il e under her chin. 'ou’fe shivery; we'd better climb tei . the pleasant memory of the c!r"rl::e:'-'n ux:;finen:. hin goodlooking ) prol was {1 lor a brief mo- 1 = = good old fashioned baked beans o0 A rede Fering ‘or ness toward Bith @AIMOd ner heart of our grandmother's time. R AT e Heing Oven Baked Beans are - i Dl e Stops Hair Coming Out; “Thickens, Beautifies. with Tomato Sauce Don't put “beans” on the list. ‘Write plainly “HEINZ Beans”, Then the grocer will know— even when hedoesn'tknow you. _ It is best to keep a supply on “hand. i out: She obeyed him meekly. “Where's your ol “Didn’t bring it jously relaxed. . She yawned a little as she swung hersel? to the broad brim of the pool. She picked up: tiny pebbles from the path;and flung them lazily into the waters” Richard stood back of her, tucking his bathrobe across her shoulders, reaching down into the pocket as he did so for his all that they were, with the ::2:'..’.{“:‘1"2:.’:‘;;.”53.’::3&%‘;‘..‘: Il'thl of m‘ l mpafl‘ :’:'::l";i:.:lo"'::na:‘m mm tomato sauce _that somehow = T st e e | gives a tang that everyone says is just right. : Beans, you know, have a very high food value and a-can of them is a meal in itself “John doesn’t like women to. “But John does, Dare you!” his lasy. laughing voice as he heid the light toward her was rather thrilling to listen to. “It's like the first time ~fyou dived—not Lglf so deep as it Seems.” She let him the cigarette be- tried-to p:f'. but n - gent: gus flung it from h.r! “" s 2 “T ‘spose I'm & prudy prigm,” her voice trembled “but o1 don't feel at all-nice. I think it’s rather rowdy for ‘an old od l1ady’ like me——" she tried Dbe- 1 t, “to be out swimming and swioking at 2 o'clock in the morning with-a gay young bachelor like you." = * “You are eomln: along,” he re- 3 sponded gaily. “Showing a bit of pep I'll say. Saksey, you've heen act- ing like a recluse instesd o eonable human b Yo months age you'd be a to me and ever/since avoided me like bubonic pl: : ;Adm I being -nice now?” she fal ered. .| “Very” His hand reached out and patted her. “You're making me very happy. Just to be with you is—well; bless your heart for coming. There every hair shows new li vigor, Las blue as Indigo, almadt gived brightness, more color and abundance. ‘ Mthuapdmml-{deakedBeam: 11ea-11c Modium, 18es-15¢ Large, 30 ca—28 35 ocents buys a bottle of “Danlle- rine” at any drug store. After lication you cannot find & sat or & falling bl < Egthi i C; NOVEMBER 30, FEATURE PAGE, - NOTHING 10 DO BUT FRY! z . 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