Evening Star Newspaper, March 2, 1927, Page 34

534 WOMAN'S PAGE. How Jewelry Is Kept at Its Best BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER. ‘here are few things that require e careful attention to keep spick 1 span than Jewelry. Persons who e costly jewels in chaste settings preciate this, nd see to it that h gem sparkles and shimmers with ! its radiance or soft beauty. Those in design and with gems as colorful if not as costly, as in the handsomer pieces. 'But if stones are allowed to get dirty or scratched, or the set tings to get dulled, with dust in crev- ices, engraving or repousse work, the things look unattractive ar sometimes even tawdry. There is really no excuse for this. If vou are beginning to consider the attention you wish you had time to give such pleces as you possess, there are two easy ways of avoiding bother in the care of jewelry. Do not wear | it, especially rings, when doing house work. A broach may be needed tc complete even a simple morning cos tume, and perhaps a string of bead: that matches the frock or contrasts istically with it. But rings, brace rrings, necklaces, pendants etc., are out of place. They should | be in a_jewel box away from dust anc dirt, which would make the cleaning of them imperative. Boxes for Jewelry. Speaking of jewel boxes brings us to the second way of caring for jew elry without adding to work. Al s put your pieces away correctly in a tightly covered box, which may v not be a regulation jewel box If it is not, the box should be fittec | with a wadded pad covering the bot tom of the box:which must be ampl¢ enough to contain the jewelry with out articles piling up, one on top o the other. A simple homemade jewe’ box can be fashioned from a candy box with a tray section. It gives two sections without taking up more room than a single box requires. Keep Stones Right. The necessity of keeping gems from scraping against each other is be cause this dulls the polish anc scratches the stones. There is little THE EVENING D. €, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 2. 1927 STAR, WASHINGTON, DIARY OF A NEW FATHER BY ROBERT E. DICKSON. TUESDAY I had a hunch all day today that something was wrong some place, and wse, when I came home, Joan said, I d you are here early. We dressed before dinner,” and remembered tonight is the e club meets again when I thot something wal wro was only half right, because e club is wors 1 then I night the “Do we have to go? 1 don't and Joan said, “What seems o be matter?” and I said, “Oh, somehow I don't feel quite par,” and Joan said, “T know wl and I said, “What and she “You have ail the symptor wanting to take me out.” 1 feel just a little ——,” and Joan know how you feel. Hurry up and dressed.” a wife for you take can g in the marriage ce about caring for you in sickne: zuess it only means she is supposed to send You o a hospital If you get real illy do not feel very well I ther, because it is get ing so you cannot eat two pieces of it pie a la mode at one time 3 . and T guess T should not have done it today, but I was kind of hungry. Outside of the facts that I do not ‘eel very well, and we have to drive to the game, and I would rather be shot than play with that crowd anyway, I am going to If a lot. if Joan ever gets art. The janl- tor's daughter is going to stay with the baby again. you. She will > place as long to fear about dlamonds for it takes dlamond to cut a diamond. But fo the diamonds to rub against other stones is doubly bad for those not so hard. Many of the semi-precious stones dull and scratch readily, vet they are often exquisite In color and actual beauty of texture and quality Put them away where they do no touch other jewelry, and they will keep their charm for a long, long time without repolishing. Pearls and Opals. \ A word ebout pearls and opals Opals scratch very easily and must be treated with due regard and re polished when they get scratched, or they lose their beauty. Pearls should be restrung often. Keep your artifi cial pearls as carefully strung as if they were genuine. Women who have ropes of real pearls have them re- strung whenever the floss gets sofled because the pearls appear less ex. quisite when the thread is not abso. lutely white or creamy white. Stringing Pearls. Dental floss is chosen for stringing pearls because it is so soft it cannot harm the most exquisite, and fe strong. Between each pearl and the one next it there is a knot, thus keeping the pearls from rubbing against each other. Also the knots prevent pearls dropping off should a chain break.” Only a single pearl or at most but two would drop off. Be UNLESS THE FLOSS ON WHICH|sure to know how many pearls are PEARLS ARE STRUNG IS AB.|in your necklace, even though it may BOLUTELY CLEAN THE PEARLS| be of imitation pearls. Many of DO NOT LOOK THEIR BEST. these strings are expensive, and to lose even one shortens the chain. Now who do not have such magnificent that pearls are in such high favor ;:w':lry should be equally particular. owing to the visit of the Queen o’ gorgeous pleces sink into insig- Rumania with her priceless strings nificance when neglected. In reality especial attention should be given they may be charming pleces, chaste such pearls as we own. - The Candy Forest By SHIRLEY RODMAN WILLIAMS. E fcicles do look so tempting that it is no wonder the children not only long et - | But all we found wer¢bare brown trees and not a / Idw‘dy_ Ttall up! ,(gifl guess the greedy sunbeam boys had pas——— Pu"t 7—Continuing The Adventures gf the TAARBLE PRINGE. ‘With Billy & Silly T was the day after the “statue” of the Marble Prince had been placed in the royal gardens. The King watched his chance to slip out ‘Glone. He was 80 excited he_ trembled all over. He was going to throw the magic' pebble in the fountaln waters and ses if his darling son rea would come to life. He fe ot become N Just for & half hour. that he. the King, would surely die. o o i VWITH a tiny little eplash the pebble dropped in the fountain waters. The King closed his eyes, id to eee what would happen. In- the Woice "ot his hv .7 Otto’ “Ob, my darling. how re wondertnl witti P darling. how wonderta) to have you “My father. the atrange country in whi tive la very béautithll but 1 mise you Y L lonesgme Jor Y Wo Dlay Companions, Billy and Sy o icy lake, cold_and doctor is Silly is ves i1l Th, e e o day you fell in the as been for you for hours. He caught as in, bed for 5 ohis been i, days.” The court AS the King epoke the princo vanished down the path. ~After little A” Ghile he came back. I saw Silly, my father, but Silly aid not ee mie. T know. ihat he s coming over in my country soon. I 8m o- ing to make ready to welcome him.’ A gay. childish lsugh sounded. A slight hreezo d fooked r as ft bad i) 10 gee the marble stat Been. 7ol Wb Magic Pebbie in his band. . To Be Continued Friday HeSooked dowa ‘Written for “Junior Town" Home of Smart Shoes for Children Hahn's, 1207 F Copyright, Wm. Hahn & Co., 1927. But T can always get Joan to give me all her sympathy by suggesting *hat we spend some money, and at dinner when I was watching the baby, sittine in his bugzy by the table, and I was thinking about that little fellow trying to crawl, 1 said, “We ought to have some pictures taken of the baby. He is so cute now,” and Joan said, “That i a good idea. We haven't a single one of him, except those hor- rible snapshots you took.” Well, I let that pass, and I said, “Can you take him down to the photographer’s some day this week?” and Joan said, “Let me see. I can go either Thursday or Friday, 1 gues . I said, “I know a cute way to take his picture. Undress him and have him lying on his stomach, raised up on his elbows and looking Into the cam- era,’” and Joan said, “Now, isn’t that novel idea?” and I sald, “Yes. It woull be kind of cute, wouldn’t it?”" and Joan said, “Did you think at up all by yourself?” and I said, “Well, I remem- ber having seen something on the same order,” and Joan said, “No! Has it really been done before? It is so unusual that I thought.you must have Just invented it.” sald, “What are you trying to do? Kid somebody? Don't you like the idea?” and Joan said, “Oh, I just dear- ly love it,” and I thought she would die laughing, but she doesn’t need to think she is so darn smart, because I have, too, seen bables’ pictures like that, and I cannot see that it is im- modest when it is just a little tiny baby. g o gt v Apple and Raisin Pie. To one pound of bleached raisins add one cupful of sugar, one pint of water and an equal bulk of chopped tart apples. Stew them until done and add a little flour to thicken the Juice.. Line the pie pans, fill them with the cooked mixture, cover with crust, then bake in a quick oven. ‘These pies have a taste like mince ple. flA dash of lemon juice adds a good avor. up to | t it | | | | | I must be psychic or something, be- | | n wrong; it is | Mark Burton returns from a trip abroad because of a letter received from Maude Maynard, the aunt of his ward, Jessica Bartlett. Jessica is about to inherit the principal of her father's estate, and a worthless bounder named Ray Townley is preying on her affec- tions. Although he is interested in_another woman, Mark drops his affairs to _attend to Jessica’s. Eventually he carries her off with him_to his shack in the Schwan gunk Mountains. But Ray arrives and carrtes her back. In_ the meantime, Mark has asked Irene Martin, the woman in_whom he is intcrested, to visit him there, and has proposed to her. But Irene is too clever mot to size up the situation. She tells Mark he is in love with Jessica and dares him to deny it. He refuses to ad- mit anything. CHAPTER LI Talking It Over. Mark took Irene to a hotel in New York. That was her wish. She absolutely refused to discuss anything more with him. remark on the way down about his being honest and frank with her, and when he had refused to reply she had merely shrugged. In the meantime, he had been doing some thinking. He was really trying to be honest with himself and with Irene, but her attack on him with regard to Jessica had floored him. He did not love Jessica. He'was sure of it. Even taking into consideration his conduct the day of their fishing jaunt, he wasn’t in love with her. That wasn’t love. He refused to admit anything of the kind. He had yielded to the temptation to kiss her, but that was all. The fact that he had never kissed Irene in any such mad, aban- doned fashion did not oceur to him. After he had left her at her hotel, his idea had been to put up the car at a garage and go somewhere him- self for the night. But he was rest- less. He didn’t want to go to bed. Why not drive out to the suburbs and put up at the hotel there? He might rout Maude out of bed and tell her exactly what he thought of her schemes where Jessica was concerned. Certalnly he felt like it. Mark drove into town some time past midnight. With a twist of his arm that was almost viclous, he turned the car into the street where Jessica lived and when he saw thata light still burned in Maude's room, he stopped the car before the house. LIFTED BY HAZEL DEYO BATCHELOR. She had made one |.¢, e MASKS “YOU'RE QUITE SURE YOU DON'T LOVE JESSICA.” A moment later he was being ad- mitted. Up in Maude's sitting room, she con- fronted him. The tears were scarcely, dry on her face. i “Well?” “1 might utter the same word. I knew from the beginning just how things would turn out. Jessica knows exactly what she wants, and she wants Ray Townley. Of course, you know that now. The point is, that {n the meantime I've lost out, but, of course, that doesn’t matter.” He went on to tell her of Irene's visit and their engagement. As he talked Maude's face changed, and when he told her the incidents of that night her expression relaxed still more. “She must be a remarkable wom- an Mark stared. “Of course, she is. I knew that when I asked her to marry me.” “It never occurred to you that she might be right in her conjecture? You're quite sure you don't love Jessica?” “Love Jessica! Why, she's a child. I might be her father.” “Hardly that, Mark, don't exagger- v - e. “Well, it amounts to the same thing. I'm fond of her, of course. I want the best thing for her. I don’t want her to marry this man any more than you do, but what are we going to do about it, tell me that? Your idea of romance is carrying you astray, Maude. Be sensible. He had lighted a cigar without asking Maude’'s permission, and was striding up and down the room. He had never been so angry in his life. For one thing, he felt like a fool. It infuriated him to think that he had placed himself in this position, where Jessica was concerned. Every one seemed to be meddling in his affairs, and what was he going to get out of it, after all? He wished now that he hadn’t told Maude about Irene. She rose and came toward him. “We won’t talk any more about it tonight, Mark. You need rest. As you say, there's nothing we can do for the present, but perhaps things will work themselves out. You've done all you can, and I appreciate it. As I told Jessica tonight, I'm a good loser. Your room is ready, you won't refuse to occupy it, will you Mark hesitated. He didn't want to stay here. He wondered now why he had come at all. He didn’t want to see Jessica again. He had washed his hands of her. (Covyright. 1927.) (Continued in tomorrow’s Star.) WAYS now for added goodness cheese is served.. Phenix has made it so delicious, so convenient - r Varieties: American, Swiss, Pimiento, Brick, Limburgep Sizes: 3, %, % Ib. packages, Or cut from the 5-1b. loaf Phenix Cheese SUB ROSA Sob Sympathy. Sorry to have to repeat myself often, but some of you dames don't seem to pay enough attention to my remarks. Some weeks ago [ wrote a red-hot denunciation of the maiden who's al- ways there with the molst eye and the gulps of sympathy. Not that there’s anything to be said against sympathy. Everybody likes it and needs a bit occasionally. But the wrong kind of sympathy s just as bad as none at all. And, judging from letters recelved lately, some of my readers have been hand- ing out the particular brand of sym- pathy I've warned them against. They've been holding hoy friend’s hand and sobbing gently with him when he came to them, time after time, with stories of failure upon fail- ure. All these understanding girls as- sure me that thelr Romeos can't get on in the world because every one misunderstands them Jane says that her Bill has to con- tend with fealousy and suspicion in his office force—has to fight against the hatred of his boss. So, naturally, when he comes trudging over to Jane's house after a beastly day with all the people who don't appreciate him, she falls on his neck and assures him that she, alone of all the world, kpows how good he is. She can’t help weeping for him, she explains, because he looks so pathetic and discouraged and utterly bewil- dered by the cruelty he has to meet. So Jane weeps and Bill looks mourn- ful, and a good time is had by all. Bill goes home more than ever con- vinced that the world is against him and only Jane is with him. Jane's attitude of sorrowful sym- pathy has convinced him that he's right In suspecting every one he works with of deliberately trying to get rid of him. ‘Whereas, it his girl friend had been a little more rough in her methods with him, he might have gone home shaking himself for being such a darn fool. If Jane had sald: “Now listen, Billy, I know you're having a bad time down there, and I'm sorry for you. But don’t you think you're lay- ing too much stress on personalities? Don’t you think that you spend too much time wondering what Bailey thinks about you? You're on the wrong track, I believe”—if she had handed him this brisk little speech, he might not have sunk deeper and deeper into the rut of self-pity and gloom. For Jane is simply feeding his self- pity when she dissolves into tears over his hardships. She confirms his belief that he's il used instead of giving him a friendly shove in the right direction by sug- gesting that he may be the victim of a delusion when he thinks every one is against him. None of you girls must be afraid to tell your men when they’re wrong. You can be tactful about it—you can make your advice sound, sympathetic and understanding. But you mustn’t give in to the weak man’s desire to be patted on the head and told what a poor, misunderstood, FEATURES. BEDTIME STORIES The Striped Chipmunk. Most quarrels out of nothing grow You'll find this true where'er you go —O0ld Mother Nature. Peter Rabbit was tired of Winter. Yes, sir, Peter was tired of Winter “Winter s nice,” said he to little Mrs. Peter, “but no matter how nice a thing 1s, it isn’t nice when there is too much of it. I want Sweet Mistress Spring to come, and I want her to come soon. Oh, dear, I wish I could find some sign that she is on her way. Late that afternoon Peter ran over to the Old Orchard. You will remem- | ber that the Old Stone Wall runs along one side of the Old Orchard and that | along both sides of that Old Stone Wall grow bushes and young trees. In | the Summertime they make a wonder. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN, RABBIT, BY TRYING TO SCARE ME TO DEATH?" HE DEMANDED. ful hiding place for the birds. Peter is very fond of the Old Stone Wall. There ian’t any place outside the dear Old Briar-patch where Peter feels quite so safe as he does there. Peter had taken a chance, in going | over there in broad daylight, but he had looked this way and that-way and had seen when the way was clear. ‘When he reached the Old Stone Wall he breathed a sigh of rellef. Then, after resting a bit, he hopped along in the bushes on one side of the wall. He was still thinking of how tired he was of Winter when his long ears caught the sound of toenails on the snow crust. The sound seemed to come from back of a big stone of the Old Wall. Very, very carefully Peter peeped around that stone. Who do you think he found? It was Striped Chipmunk. Yes, sir, it was Striped Chipmunk. Striped Chipmunk looked as saucy and pert and quite like him- self as if it were Midsummer. Peter ‘was delighted. He forgot that Striped Chipmunk -didn’t know that he ‘was there, and he started to scramble over the wall. Striped Chipmunk disap- peared like a jack-in-a-box. Peter walted. He walted and walted and walited. At last his patience was re- warded. Very cautiously Striped Chip- munk poked his head up. When he saw Peter he became indignant. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS stones of the Old Stone Wall. “What do you mean, Peter Rabbit, by trying to scare me to death?"” he demanded. “I didn't try to scare you to deathy” replled Peter Rabbit. “T didn't try to scare you at all “You did, too!” retorted Striped Chipmunk : “I didn't, elther!” retorted Peter, beginning to get cross in his turn, - “I didn’t try to scare you at all. What u want to be so scary for, any- Now, to have heard them, you never would have guessed that it was weeks since they had seen each other. They wera quarreling just like a couple of folks who see each other every day. “What business have you over here, anyway?" snapped Striped Chipmunk. “What business have you out in the middle of Winter?" demanded P “It fsn't the middle of Wint lared Striped Chipmunk. pring. Anyway, it is almost Spring. “Huh' exclaimed Peter, “I don't see any sign of Spring.” “You seo me, don't you?" retorted Striped Chipmunk “Yes. I see you,” re you're no sign of Spring. you in the Winter before." “Well,” replied Striped Chipmunk, “I may not have been a sign of Spring then, but T am now." “What do you mean, you're a aign of Spring now?" asked Peter. “l mean that I'm through sleeping my long sleep,” sald Striped Chip- munk. “T mean that I feel it in my bones that it is time to be awake.” “Hurrah!” cried Peter, suddenly for- getting all his {1l temper and kicking up his heels joyfully. *“Hurrah! I'm so glad to sees you, Striped Chip- munk.” Striped Chipmunk grinned. “Well, Peter,” said he, “I'm sort of glad to see you." (Covvright. 1927.) wonderful person he really is. That treatment will never do anything to improve the man's character. The coddled sweetheart turns into an un- reliable husband. Mimi will be glad to answer any inquirles directed to this paper, provided a stamped. addressed envelope 18 {nclosed. : (Copyright, 1 Candied Sweet Potatoes. Select six medium-sized potatoes, uniform in size if possible. 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