Evening Star Newspaper, August 8, 1922, Page 19

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That is what Sooty himself wanted to know, but he didn't'want to know it much more than did Peter Rabbit. You see, Peter had seen the accident to Sooty on the Big River and had watched Sooty flop, flop, flop straight to shore and into the hands of Farmer Brown's Boy. He had watched Farmer Brown’s Boy gently pick Sooty up and start away across the Green Meadows with him. Peter followed for a short distance. He was curlous, was Peter. He want- ed to know what would become of Sooty. But he didn’t dare follow very far. He felt that it was best to keep away from ,Farmer Brown's house. He hadn't forgotten the lesson he had learned when he had been kept a prisoner after being caught in Far- mer Brown's garden. “Nothing bad will happen to Sooty,” said Peter to himself as he watched Farmer Brown's Boy disap- pear up the Long Lane. “No, sir, PETER CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF A SMALL BLACK FORM THAT DARTED AWAY. nothing bad will happen to him. I guess it is a good thing for him that Farmer Brown's Boy came along when he did. 1 wonder what hap- pened to Sooty anyway. I wonder if he is hurt. He must be or Farmer Brown's Boy would have set him free. 1 don’t see how he came'to fall into the Big River. 1 hope nothing has happened so that he connot fly again. How we should miss him.” All that night Peter thought about Sooty and wondered what had b come of him. Before daylight the next morning he was over in the corner of the Old Orchard, where from the safety of the old stone wall he could see what went on about Farmer Brown’s house. He was 50 full of curiosity that he forgot to eat. For once he actually had no appe- tite. He wondered if Sooty would be kept a prisoner. Somehow he couldn’t imagine Sooty the Chimney Swift a prisoner. Perhaps Sooty had been so hurt that he wouldn't live. ! Perhaps he hud broken one of those stout little wings. Peter imagined all sorts of things. All the time he kept watch of the big chimney of Farmer Brown’s house. He Knew that it was in that chimney that Sooty lived with Mrs. Sooty. Shortly after daybreak he saw a little black form rise from the chim- ney mnd dart away. Was it Sooty or was it_Mrs. Sooty? Peter couldn't teli. He ched it race about through the air, this way and that, hut never once did it come near where he was hiding. After a while that little black form disappeared in the chimney. A few minutes later out it came again. At least a Swift came out of that chimney. Was it the same one or was it another? Peter couldn't tell. Every moment he grew more curious. If only two would come out at the same time he would know that Sooty was all right. By and by the door of Farmer Brown's house opened and Farmer Brown's Boy came out. How Peter ! did wish he could go and ask Farmer Brown's Boy what had become of Sooty. For a few minutes Farmer Brown's boy stood still, looking at something in his hands. Then he gently tossed something into the air. Peter caught a glimpse of a small black form that darted away and cir- cled high in the air. A moment later it disappeared into the chimney. “It was Sooty!” cried Peter. “As sure as 1 live, it was Sooty!” Peter was right. It was Sooty. Farmer Brown's Boy had very care- fully examined Sooty when he had picked him up on the shore of the Big River to see if he was hurt. Finally he had made up his mind that the only trouble with Sooty was the soaking his feathers had receiv- ed. So he had taken Sooty: home and there he had kept him all.night while those feathers dried out. When 1 set him free Sooty had darted . as well as ever. Peter watched until ‘both Sooty and Mrs. Sooty came out of the chimney. Then he remem- bered his appetite. (Copyright, 1622, by T. W. Burg toon of Howard's Buttermilk Cream will astonish you. 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The mental age of the average men in the United States Army—these men Dbeing theoretically the flower of our land—was between thirteen and four- teen years. For officers the mental age was between eighteen and nine- teen years. These figures are from Yo Tkes' “Army Mental Tests. Yel So there! (Copyright, 1822. % —_— All races who live mainly on fish, such os the Eskimos, have small eyes. On the other hand. a diet consisting mainly of meat eularges the cyes. akum and Concerning Three Men and a Boat. T is always easy to think what one should have done and might have done—after an accident is over! But just at the moment when the leaking canoe tipped into Silver lake as Merriam Lindsay obeyed John's ill-advised order that she jump before it sank, Donald Ferry was shouting crazily, “Kirk! Kirk! Shove the canoe this way when it rights itself! Don't let go of it!" Donald and John, in their flat-bot- tomed clumsy boat, were both rowing madly, but they were still several hundred yards from the overturned canoe. Kirk, who had been precipitated into the water before Merriam's body struck under, was rising automatical- ly from his quick ducking. He groped blindly for the paddle he had thrown when he saw that Merriam was going to jump. “Can your wife swim?" Donald to John. “If she's not ‘caught in the eel grass,” John groaned. “This lake is a mass of it.” He was straining every muscle, and they were really making wonderful headway. panted How he had time to think at all he couldn’t understand, but he was grimly aware that he was seeing more pictures of his past than the pro- verbial number that he would have been supposed to see had he himself been drowning instead of Merriam. The pictures that he saw were all of Merriam. Less than ten minutes before he had been so angry with her that he had felt his love for her was dying. But in this frenzied moment heé was keen- ly aware that nothing she had ever done, no matter how sllly or how cruel it had seemed, had really chang- ed his love for her one jot. A thousand thoughts flashed through his agonized mird. But, absurdly enough, the thing that he kept hear- ing was the sweet courage of her voice as she had unselfishly called in the second before she went under. ‘Don’t worry, Johnsy! You row, Ferry, I'm going to get my shoes off!” he ‘panted. Ferry was rowing vaiiantly, but the boat was far too heavy for one man to handle. Kirk got his breath again and dived under the water. | Back on the rotting pler Esther Win- }ship and Rose Lindsry were screaming for help. Philip Sheldon’caught some- Dr. Leonard tossed him, pushed another of the clumsy boats from the pier and started away. Concerning ‘“‘Salome,” Nazimova. The other night, in a notable com- pany, 1 went to see the premiere of “Sa- Mme. Nazimova's new picture, lome.” I sat with Mme. Petrov. Barthelmess, mother of “Sonn: Charles Bryant, director of lome” and husband of madame! I wonder what you'll think of the picture Mme. Nazimova portrays Salome as a little girl of fourteen, rather be- wildered by her own feelings, rather wistfully wondering what it is all about. The day after the showing we lunched together and discussed pic- “Sa- A GROWN-UP CHILD—NAZIMOVA! tures, plans and other things. 1 asked her why she portrayed Salome a child. “Salome must have been al child,” said madame. “Otherw 3 that day and age, in that countr: would h been either married or an old mal We lapsed into silence, having nothing to say at the thought of Sa- as an old mai There just no such a thing! talked about criticism, which Nazimova admits to paingully, poigunantly sensitive. “Why do you read it, then? quired, sensibly, I say. “I can't help it,” she sald, rather pathetically, “I have to. Something makes me. And then I suffer—oh, 1 suffer! I seem to forget all the nice things they say about me, and all the adverse things stay with me to torment me.” There seem to be two schools of criticism concerning Nazimova.. One postulates that so great should not go in for pictures ‘depend- ing upon bizarre settings and cos- tuming. The other school holds forth that she should act according to her ADVERTISEMENT. DERWILLO TheFamousBeautifier Have you tried it yet? Thousands every- where are using it. It 15 a wonderful tonic for the skia, defies hot summer sun and causen wrinkles, tan, freckles, sallow skin, blackhea sun’ spots, roughness, ruddines: to quickl: i8a] r, It brinfn roses to the cheeks and makes any one look ten years Younger. A single application proves it. Ask your druggist about it. t a in about being I in- Liniment * 014 rheumatic palng-again? l;:owfir-v’n“m Sloan'a Lih m':fiw- Penstratos at fouch. ‘The Wife Who Wouldn’t Settle Down! Sequel to “Brides Will Be Brides.” By Lucille Van Slyke. doctor and the ancient boatman were struggling with the boathouse doors. There was a small launch inside the boathouse. John himself dived into the water long before he should have done so, but he was so frantic with terror that it seemed to him he could swim much more rapidly than Ferry could row. ‘With a punishing trudgeon stroke he was plunging through the water, but he was badly winded even before he reached the now floating canoce. . Kirk came up, blowing and sputtering, quite near him. He was spitting out muddy water, trylng to get breath enough to speak. “She must be caught in that grass!” John's despairing sob came. Kirk nodded. The two began plung- ing about recklessly, making tie al- ready muddy water still more roiled. It was Sheldon, whose quick, choppy strokes had brought him to them, who took the real command. He was a Your Home and * You By Helen Kendall, , Your Dog. Not long ago, whiie riding on a suburban train, I noticed & dog tied cottage near the tracks. sun was beating down upon the poor animal heat and general misery. There was not an Inch of shade into which it could creep, mot a drop of water which it could reach. ! Thoughtfulness for animals during the hot season is one of the things that often escape the most loving of families. Dogs especially seem to suffer from. the heat and as much care should be taken to secure their schoolmaster and they were behaving like badly frightened school boys. His steadying hand caught at John as the frenzied young husband came up to breathe. “Easy, John,” he cautioned. ‘“Walt until you've had—one—two—three— long breaths,” he counted. John ed automatically. He went on eathing to Sheldon's slow count. Pres- ently he found himself gulping some- thing from the flask that Sheldon shoved into his hand. 1 “Now, then,” Sheldon's voice was quiet. “Both of you wait a minute un- til that water clears a bit. We can't see anything ih that mud.” The spasmodic_put-put of the ap- proaching motor boat seemed to mark off minutes that were like years. John trigd to struggle with Sheldon's re- straining hand. g old_top,” the schoolmaster cautione “'See how much clearer it's getting.” Bheldon had kicked his own shoes off. “I'm fresh at it. You climb in and rest a minute while I try—" He was fastening the boat rope under his arm pits. “You hold the rope and that_will steady me. I'm going to try prowling a bit and you can pull, me in when 1 yank a signal.” John was really too far spent to argue. He shook his head. His breath was coming in great choking sobs. Kirk Squires was still floundering, helpless, a very long way, really, from where Merriam had sunk. Ferry rowed toward him, shouting to attract him, It was Dr. Leonard, giving a quick signal to the ancient boatman, who gave John real courage to dive again. “This side, Lindsa “There’s a shimmer of (Copyright, 1922,) The | Diary of a Professional Movie Fan BY GLADYS HALL. Who Is|the exotio. Between small madame herself (called “Peter” by her familiars), a rathcr bewildered grown-up child,” who maintains now, she | an_ artist (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) the two schools is the with a sort of great bravado, that she must make the sort of picture§ that most appeal to her—the sort of stories she believes that she can do better than any one else can do them —and eurely it is admitted that she could not very sensibly do stories de- signed for—well, Bessie Love, for in- stance. 6 If you all like “Salome,” madame comfort as to keep the rest of the family in good summer condition. Perhaps the most important thing is to see that a dog has plenty ot clean, fresh water. A pan of water into which dust has been allowed to sottle, or which has been standing in a hot kitchen or in the sun on a back piazza, is no kind of treat for a panting, dry-tongued fellow Who appreciates a long, cold drink as much as the family “enjoys its iced tea. Dogs imbibe enormously on a hot day and very often the bowl of water is emptied within a few min- utes after it has been placed on the floor. Then, unless it is filled up again, the next time the dog visits water cooler, say an hour later, it is as dry as the Volstead law. Keep a good deep bucket of water stand- ing in a cool, shady place where the dog may reach it easily aud often. Many large dogs enjoy a cool bath in hot weather, even if they begin by struggling against it. Turn the hose on an active. heaithy animal and it will soon frisk itself dry an¢ appear to delight in the cooling of its thick coat. If your dog catches cold easily or does not enjoy a bath, curry it down often with a metal comb, which gets rid of the matted hair and lets the air get through to the skin. Of course, keep the ani- mal free from fleas and watch its diet a little in very warm weather. Some dogs should not eat much meat would like to do “The World's Illu- sion,” by Wasserman. If you dom'tj like it—well, she is looking for & v. In any event she believes in lome.” She was true to Oscar Wilde when she made the picture, and I can promise you that over the charger bearing the head of the Baptist she attains a heigh of supreme artistry— even for her. (Copyright, 1922.) | | Menu for a Day. | BREAKFAST. | Raspberries Cereal With Cream | L Soft Boiled Eggs Toast Bran Biscuits Coftee LUNCHEON. Club Sandwiches Peaches and Cream Lemonade [ DINNER. 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Give yo used almost indiscriminately for men and women), the names Pullinger, Pollinger, Bollinger, Bullinger and Ballinger are all developments of the Norman-French word for baker, ‘boulanger,” or, as it was spelled probably just as often in those days, “bulenger.” T Such family names as these are purely a development from ancient custom among virtually all races of distinguishing one ‘individual from another «f the same given name by menticn of his ogcupation. tions in medie for all practical purposes constituting a family name long before it came to be adopted consciously as such. The various occupations in the bak- ing trade have furnished a wide range of modern names, though strangely enough you run acrosy several which must have been common enough, bt Which find little if any development into modern family names; for in- stance, Andzew le Pyebakere. Breakfast Dish. | Chop some cold beef. Brow. hot 1ard and add one cup of hot we. ter. one cup of milk, salt and pepper. 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