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WOMAN'’S PAGE. Hooked Initials on Bath Towels BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER Initials on Turkish towels caa be Use an ordinary embroidery hoop booked instead of being embroidered ‘While attention was called to this a long whilo ago when writing of hooked for the work and not ¢ hooked rug trame. Use a coars | hook and a rather fine yarn A embroidery. the fashion for doing this| coarse mercerized crochet or Knitting kind of embroider; A repetition | cotton. Hold the hoop with the left of the idea warra To be in ad-| hand and the medium with the ex- vante of the fashion is interesting. |tended fingers of the same hand, so { that the thread can be looped by the | hook when ft is pushed through the | material. Pull each strand up to the | material and s | naught HOOKED EMBROIDE IN CHARACTER WIT | TURE OF TURKISH THAN ANY OTH q : To follow the vogue is customs | Now is the ti join the band of | followers, if you done so, for hook the cr | Hooked work on Turkish toweling 18 especially pleasing, because it is in accord with the weave of the fabric, | which is made of thousands of wee Joops, short and firm. Do n to hook initiais with the fine stitchery. Contrast in stitches helps | to make the g stand out dis- tinetly as well as the contrasting color in which the loops are done. The color should match that of the border if color is introduced already in the towels. If not, use some shade that matches the color scheme of the bath. | room or the room for which the towels | are intended. BEDTIME STORIE Busy Farmer Brown's Boy The tender heart is unafratd When there is chance of giving aid. —0ld Mother Nature. Farmer Brow: Boy can move quickly when he has to, and he felt Jjust now that he had to move quickly. Somehow he had got to get that little cub free from the roots which were holding his paw fast. He bent over and examined carefully the way in which the paw was held. The little cub was afraid of him. He actually tried to bite him. “You ungrateful little scamp!” cried Farmer Brown’s Boy. “The idea of tryng to bite the hand that is trying to help you.” Then he stopped long enough to tickle ehe little cub behind the ears. The cub.liked it. He stopped those funny little growls. Faymer Brown's Boy brought' out his “Scout knife. He is very proudl -of -sha§-knife, is Farmer Brown’s Boy, and he keeps it very sharp. It wassharp now:~ With it Farmer Brown's Boy went to work on those roots. All the time he kept THEY DIDN'T MISS A MOVE THAT FARMER BROWN'S BOY MADE. looking up nervously and listening. You see, he wasn't at all sure whether Mrs. Bear wouldn’t come stealing back and try to take him by surprise. So &s he worked he kept a sharp watch. But nothing happened, and present- | samo height as the weave of the tow eling. Do not cut the loops. { important. | Extra Strength. Since towels must be laundered so frequently, it 1s well to strengthen the work by stitche the under sid®. | Use white thread for this and a run ning stitch int hack way doul 1y hooking on threads. 1In dery threads by pressure of the the weave of the nd by the interweay stitches over this | the embrc held, first between in; the u The filet initi d embroide s can be used a canva 0™, canvas m d firmly to the towel Initial X in Filet. row—21sp, 5ch, turn row—lsp, 2bk, 12sp, be | 2bk, 4bk, 10sp, turn, bk, 1sp, | Fourth row . 1bk, 1bk 3 h, ft , 4bk, seh, xth row—6sp, . 6sp, 5ch, turn v 1bk, 4sp, 1bk, 3bk, 3sp, Tlighth row—7sp, 1bk, 1sp, 3bk 8sp, 6ch, turn, Ninth row—9s h, turn. Tenth row 5ch, turn Eleventh row-—6sp, 1sp, 1bk, P. h, turn row—8sp, 1bk, ch, turn hirteenth row—10sp, 3bk, 8sp, turn. Fourteenth row—1sp, 1bk, 1sp, 10sp, 5ch, turn. teenth row—9sp, 5ch, turn. Sixteenth row—ésp, 8sp. Sch, turn. eventeenth row—6sp, 1bk, 1sp, 3sp, 4k, 3sp, 1bk, 1sp, Geh, turn. ghteenth row—2sp, 4bk, 1sp, 1bk, 3bk, 5sp, 5ch, turn. ineteenth row—2sp, 1bk, 1sp, 1sp. 1bk, 6sp, 4bk, 3sp, Gch, turn. Twentieth row-—dsp, 1bk, 9sp, 2sp, 3bk, 1sp. 5ch, turn. Twenty-first row—21sp. , 1sp, 9sp, 1bk, 1sp, 1bk, 1sp, 6bk, | 1sp, 1bk, 5ch, 2bk, 1bk, 1sp, 3bk, ibk, 1sp, 5bk, 2bk, 1bk, | BY THORNTON W. BURGESS ly Farmer Brown's Boy felt one of the two roots beginning to give. All the time the little cub was whimpe: ing. You see, he didn’t know just what to make of all this. Farmer Brown's Boy talked to him soothingly “‘Be patient, Cubby,” said he. *“Be patient and I'll have you out of here in no time at all. I know your foot hurts and I know you don’t under- stand what's going on. But you ought | to be glad that I am here. I know Mother Bear can do a lot for you, but there are some things she can't do, and this is one of them. I do hope none of the hones in that little foot are broken. My, but these roots are tough! I guess you'll be more careful hereafter. I guess you'll look to see where you are putting your foot befors you step. Steady, now, and we'll have these roots apart.” By this time Blacky the Crow and Sammy Jay had stopped‘talking. For a wonder their tongues were still. Yes, sir, their tongues were still. But their tht eves were not. They didn't s a move that Farmer Brown's Boy made. They guéssed right away what was happening. They knew Farmer Brown's Boy so well that they knew he probably was trylng to set that little Bear free. They didn't know whether they were glad or sorry. Sammy’s sharp eyes saw how that knife was cutting Into the foots, and he began to wonder right away what was going to happen when that little cub should find himself free. Would Farmer Brown’s Boy let him go back to his mother, or would he take Cubby home with him. That very thought was bothering Farmer Brown's Boy himself. He wanted that cub. .He always had wanted a little Bear. Now was his chance. Should he take that cub or should he leave it for Mother Bear to look after? “I don’t know as I dare take it," said he, talking to himself. “If I should take Cubby home it would he just like Mother Bear to follow me to sce what was to become of her baby. And if she followed me home she might to a lot of mischief. Yes, sir, she might do a lot of mischief. Besides, I don't know as I ought to take this little cub away from his mother.” Snap, went the root! The little cub's vhat should he What should Farmer Brown's Boy-do now? (Covyrizht. 1927.) PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE BY WILLIAM To Feed or Not to Feed. Chronic peptic ulcer (ulcer of stom- ach or duod-num) is now recognized as a common. disease. Dr. Douglas Van- derhoof asserts that it is responsible for ths symptoms in mearly 10 per cent of all patients complaining of per- sistent or recurring “indigestion.” In such ca t is a difficult ques- tion to decide wh er surgical or non- surgical treatment is the mon able rgical the ihese corresponding ision, lification or in the procedure of the First they favored gastro ~tha g a ne channel from t} into the in testine so as to short he chyme ul amount of dissa patients-—with the of operations, and amount of rev “improvement surgeons. an - trying th , or remodel nd at pyloro 3 lower outlet wnd the ns and final portions of the stomac ipared lix or r end v useful juice for > other s sories have r function— least one s them after > been removed, The c Auodenal the diges stomach secretion secms to be rather on the wane. 1 am very fond of surgery, &s a patient, and yet I think if 1 had pepti ulcer I should endeavor to sume an attitnde of armed neutrali toward my surgical friends—I'd want them to keep away for the nonce, but not too far away for quick action in case 1 should suddenly change my mind. Meanwhile I siould give the medical method a fair trial, The medical treatment of peptic ulcer 1s by no means ‘“perfected”’ either. (I wish some good psychologist would tell me why I hate that word “perfected.” Dr. Webster sanctions fect as a transitive verb with the accent on the first syllable, but still 1 bate the word, Thus the Lenhartz n cu ut § 1 treatment of gastric or | BRADY, M. D. treatment, mainly plan of diet, was published the year the medical pro- fession welcomed a new Daniel, to wit, the author, to its ranks, and almost immediately thereafter Von Leube and his followers introduced another plan of diet, and they maintained that Len- hartz was wrong in feeding. Lenhartz ind his colleagues retorted that Von Leube and his follows ing their ulcer patients. a long war, among the non-comb three or four years of it our own Sippy journeyed to Berlin and came home | with his improvement on the Euro- n dietary regime. A dozen other erican physicians have attempted improve the treatment, but the ppy mehod seetns to' have won the widest recognition | In the Sippy t 1t looked like heavy casualties nts, but after | tment the patient Ire 1% ounces of milk and 1% ounces of ‘cream every hour from 7 to and including 10 p.m., but it {isn’t all gravy, for in between times the patient has to take a lot of bis- tmuth and soda, and beween the be. tween times there are regular doses of a and soda, and then to settls ent for the night the somach | 'nte must be withdrawn and ex- | s a guide for next day's diet {and alkalis. The Sippy method for wine, if 1 had peptic ulcer. And I'd take it at home, not in a hospital. (Copyright. 1927.) L. jam i . = | Tomatoes With Potatocs. Mash some potatoes and heap them {in a pyramid on a hot plate or dish, | then surround them with baked toma toes. Tomatoes filled Witk a chi sauce are cspecially good to go with jmashed potatoes. Make a cupful of white sauce and add to it half a cup- ful of grated American cream cheese and stir until melted. Season well with salt and add onc minced sweet | red pepper or pimento. Peel the toms toes and scoop out the center and 1~<|vrmh the inside with a little salt, Ipepper and sugar. Fill with the | sauce, sprinkle thé top with buttered crumbs and bake in a moderate oven for fully with a spatul at they will not Jbs their shape, This is | persed by occasional | she are | ture. Let the men and horses run, a derside with the white | ¢ if the stitches | the kind of figure she'll cut than of size | What she is doing. | the woman saying good-by. - | cover SUB ROSA BY MIMIL How a Woman Says Good-by. When a man is ready to go he beats it for a door and is gone. But the avernge woman takes leave in such a way that she spends as much time over the good:by as she did with the call. It's one thing that gets a man's goat, and he can't see why a woman {dm'xnl ®0 when she's ready. It's perfectly natural for a woman | to linger on her neighbor's doorstep and go over the whole matter agair, | and neither woman can see any rea- i.\w»n why she shouldn’t have half the call standing up. If men knew women better they wouldn't wonder at such a performance. A woman doesn’t say good-by and then skip, for that would not be ar- tistic or womanl; It is her idea that s more like herself and her sex when she fades slowly out of the pic woman will retire from the scene. Everything in a woman's life is done | in just that same indefinite way, but it gets there just the same. She is bound to think more of herself and What she says and does is said and ! done in a certain way, which is her | way. Men are more mechanical, and | I suppose they are more efficient, but they aren’t one-half as graceful or tactful as women. It's seldom, if ever, that you see a woman ill at ease or awkward. She may use up a lot of time in dre nd waste time in making her v, but she puts that time to good use. It's up to men to understand wom- en, and the first step in that direction is to see that they are radically dif. ferent. You can take anything what soever in a woman lite and you'll find that she does this in a way pecu- liar to the sex. This business of hang-, ing on after the call is over is only one example of originality, Nature has taught woman to be in- definite and elusive. She may be af- fecting straight lines in her present- day costume, but that's only the fash- fon, and every fashion is more or less of a fad. When woman is really wom- n, she is so much elusiveness, evan- escence, dreaminess. This makes man mad, for he likes to get down to brass tacks, but he'd be all the madder if woman were to take her cue from him and be matter-of- fact. If she made her getaway as soon as she got up, and if she were as precise as men in all her ways she wouldn’t have half the drag with men she has today, and she hasn't any too much, as it is. We may think that women will change their habits, now that they are in business, and that they will do things man-fashion, but after woman has taught herself to take time, do things gracefully and make a slow de- parture, a little running for trains and trolleys ien’t going to make her over. When girl's time up and she can scoo. from the offife she doesn't linger lon ; on the boss’ doorstep. But that's only incidental In her life. ‘When she has her own way she in- dulges in the slow-motion picture of (Cobyright, 1927.) DIARY OF A NEW FATHER BY BOB DICKSON. Monday Night. This evening I came home—or, rather, to the house—and it is the fullest vacuum I ever saw, with beds unmade and my breakfast things and the papers around—and 1 was just thinking® that tomorrow I will have been without Joan for three days, and that’s just about half of a week, when the telephone rang, and I thought, fine, T hope somebody wants me to g0 out. Well, it was a lady’'s voice, and it sald, “This 1s Adelaide. So you're home from vacation? May I speak to Joan?" I sald, “You can on long dis- tance. She and the baby didn’t come back with me. They're visiting our families a while longer.” Adelaide said, “Oh, I'm sorry she isn't here. I wanted to remind you that ‘tomorrow is bridge club night— thought you might haveé forgotten, having been away.” So I thought, ha, ha, ha, oh boy, gee, is this good, here's one session of the Dumb Dons and Doras 1 don't have to attend, Joan is not here to drag me, hot dog, and I said, “I'm sim- ply devastated, Adelaide. You can't realize how I hate to miss the bridge club,” and she said, “Oh, you won't have to miss it. ‘Huh?” She sald, “You won’'t have to miss it I said, “An odd man won't do you any good at a bridge party,” and she said, “Neither will an odd woman, so vou can bring her. It's a girl I used 1o know, who's passing through town and will be here a couple of days. She's staying with some other friends here Now, don’t tell me Joan would mind your bringing a friend of mine to my house.” So I was thinking, now how can 1 get out of this, think fast, boy, think fast, and she said, “Hello Hello . Are you there, Bob?" and I said, “Yeah, I'm here. You see, Ade- laide, I've got to——" and she said, “Maybe you've heard of this girl, Bob. She's just won a bathing beauty con. test. You can come over, can't you? and T said, “Can I come over? Oh, I guess s0.” Lessons in English BY W. L. GORDON. ‘Words often misused: “‘You was” is | a common but unpardonable error. “Were” is required for both singular | and plural numbers. Often mispronounced: Pronounce first syllable “pan,’ a as in “father,” not as “‘ram pelled: Comparable; able. Precedence, priority, . precession. ‘Word stud, “Use a word three | times and it is yours.” Let us in- crease our vocabulary by mastering one word each day. Today’s word: Eftusion; an outpouring of thought | or sentiment. “She seized his hand and greeted him with eftusion. —e Chicken Liver Souffle. When making this you can vary | the foundation sauce somewhat. Sim- | mer two chicken livers In water to| until tender. Drain, reserving the water, then chop them very fine Make a white sauce, but use the broth from the livers in place of part of the milk. Also add a very small onion grated and one teaspoonful of finely | | cnopped _ parsley, thon proceed ns usual. Bake the souffle in a large dish or in Individual ramekys, HOME NOTES BY JENNY WREN, This hall is in a house of Dutch colonial design. The whole house, in- side and out, is exceedingly plain in its treatment, but so comfortable and homelike it escapes the charge of au- sterity, The walls of the hall are white plaster in the manner approved hy the Pennsylvania Dutch. The wood- work and floor tained dark brown. The floor is of wide boards, fastened with wooden pexs. ircase is interesting for its The small window over the stairs is quaintly curtained with chintz in lattice design and has a small valance board, or eyebrow, set Inside the wood trim. On the dark floor a very bright hooked rug makes a gay splash of color. (Copyright. 1027.) Your Baby and Mine BY MYRTLE MEYER ELDRED, The day the baby is born the mother should begin to keep a book of records. These may be as ornate as ane can afford (and surely no new baby ever falled to receive one or more}— or it may be a good stout note book with the pages sewed in. The Im- portant thing is that the mother keep it up religiously. ‘The important records are not the sentimental ones, such as when baby took his first outing, whom he called on, and who were baby's first visitors; these are interesting but unimportant. The valuable records have te do with the baby's physical development. All the things which mothers are sure they will always remember and which fly out of their heads a few weeks or even a few hours later should be put down. It takes but a minute or two each night to jot down the items of the day which should be preserved and one need not be a Samuel Pepys either, Divide the record book into months, weeks and days. Some days may not deserve any unusual recognition. But each week the baby's weight should be recorded (Sunday s a good day for this, as father will be home to help with the weighing)}—and every day one will keep a record of how many hours the baby sleeps; any variations, such as length of crying spells, colic, etc. Looking back over this record will open the mother's eyes to some important fucts. If the baby cried every day after a certain feeding she can rule out colic and suspect hunger after this feeding. Just seeing it down in black and white makes the problem seem clearer and therefore easier to solve. g ‘When baby begins new foods jot down the amount and hour given and in the next day or two one will find the result of this new feeding. In the back of the record book may be pasted & chart of weights and measures for the first year. Also the time at which the average child teethes, walks, sits alone, talks. This will help the mother to discover how far her baby is deviating from the normal. This sort of book is invaluable when there is iliness, for right there will be noted the way the baby has acted for the past two or three days, the food he has eaten, the number of stools and 8o on. The doctor needs all this information in order to give a cor- rect diagnosis, and no mother can rely on her memory because unless she Intends to put it down some event may not be noticed and then she is helpless and says, “I can't imagine what caused this.” ‘When a mother has her second baby she won't make the same mistakes, if she looks over the first child's record b§ok. These records have a dozen uses, not to mention the in- finite delight they are bound to give the children when they are grown. NANCY PAGE Clothes Are Pride of Girl Going Away to College BY FLORENCE LA GANKE. Marjorie Lee's going away to col- lege kept the whole family agog. Nancy found herself talking over her sister's venture with Peter. She F & could interest him in the luggag which Marjorie was taking, but clothes left him uninterested. “A man can’t tell whether a girl has on a one-plece dress, a sweater suit, or he fumbled around, “a what ‘em—jumper. He gets the effect, don’t you know.” Yes, Nancy knew. She had learned, so she did not discuss the good-looking sweater and skirt combination which was Marjorie's pride. It had hori- zontal stripes of soft gray and pink. The skirt was of gray, side pleated. Her traveling coat was of beige woolen. It had the new Fall silhou- ctte, straight and slim with a decided flare at one side. The triangular ef- fect of the flare wus carried out in the huge cuffs. The fur was beige in color and curly in finish. The coat collar was of the shawl type reach- ing from neck to hem. With this coat she wore a small felt hat with no trimming save a few smalil tucks at one side of the crown. DOROTHY DIX’S LETTER BOX Why It Is Impossible to Be a Business Woman by Day and a Housewife at Night. D AR DOROTHY DIX: I am a marrfed woman 21 years old. Have been married seven months. 1 have kept on with my job since I married and I have to rush home from work, cook, plan meals, wonder what T am without in tHe way of household supplies, ete., and it makes me #o tired and nervons | that I am crabhy, and the outcome of the Whole thing is fuss and quarrels. Our_home life is 'very unpleasant, but my husband insists that I continue working. jobs. tells speed? Answer: Nct long, 8. L. T want a few hours to rest and to make myself beautiful. me I am beautiful, but how long will my good looks last at t! 1 was 80 happy and carefree before I married that I wish that [ had had sense enough to stay as I was. I am tired of trying to hold un two Everybody terrific 8. L. There are mighty few men 1 the world who have the physical and mental ability to do two men’'s wor'. and carry on two different occupations, and not one woman in a thousand can do it without bringing a mental and physical breakdown on herself. No woman who works outside of her home should try to work In it. | If she earns the money to buy the food, she should not have to cook it. If she gives the best of herself to her employer, doesn and she is cheating him if she . she hasn’t much left to give to the care of her home. You can’t concentrate on your job and half of your mind busy wondering whether the things in the fireless cooker are coming on right or not, and trying to remember to get the butter and the sugar on your way home. Any woman, who hasn't the strength of an ox, comes home from her day's work at an office or store uttes prepared for her. These are the facts in the case, should have enough sense to face them and so avert a tragedy. the don’'t your marriage is going on worn out, and if to that fatigue she | adds the labor of cleaning up the house and getting dinner, her outraged body will protest In frayed nerves and irritabil down and' rest, and have some good hot foo What she needs is to lie that somebody else has my dear, and you and your husband For if you rocks. ur proposition is perfectly simple. Either give up your job or give up trying to do your own housework. You can do either one and keep yourself serene and amiable, and healthy and well, but if you try to do both you will be a peevish wreck. home. keep yourself young and beautiful. If your husband makes enough money to support the family, stay at Meet him with a glad, sweet smile and give him a good dinner and If he can’t make enough money by himselt to support the family, keep your job, but give up your house, and go to live at some nice boarding place. But don’t try to be a business woman by day and a cook b do, you will ruin your health and wreck your marriage. night. If you DOROTHY DIX. (Copyright, '1927.) WEDLOCKED BY HAZEL DEYO BATCHELOR. Nan Hartley. an ariists’ model mar- ries Tom Elliott. a poor artist. having had @ chance to marry Mariin Lee. a rich lmwyer. Tom and Nan are very happy. But they haven't besn married very long when Tom develops pneu- mona_and dies. Nan is about to have @ baby. She meets Martin Lee again and he still loves her. For the sake of the child she marries him. Of course. he erpects 1o twin her love. but after the ‘baby's birth Nan feels wedlocked. She is terrified of him CHAPTER XXXVIIL Fear. Martin finished his dinner, and then as Nan was about to precede him into the living room he spoke. “I am sorry to have to leave you alone, but it is necessary for me to go out tonight.” Rellet was the surged over her. first feeling that It meant an eve- ning of freedom. She herself could do exactly as sho liked. In the old days when she ha@ waited loyally for Tom to finish up u piece of work she had propped herself up with pillows and either surroundsd herself with a flock of new magazines or buried her- self in a good book. It had been such fun. He would call in, “On the last lap, darling, but don't wait if you'd rather not.” Perhaps she would be in the midst of a thrilling mystery story and would sing back at him, "’uko your time, Or perhaps she might be starting a hook that dragged. In that case, after several pages she did grow tired. It might be on one of the days when she had posed. Posing did take it out of one physically. Usually she had a hot bath after dinner, filled with bath crystals, although it was an ex- travagance. But she loved the hot, steamy smell of them filling the s 1 bathroom, and afterward the lovely scent of her skin. Now she could have every such ex- travagance, but she wasn't happy. How strange life was! But if the first feeling that surged over her was one of relief, the second was very different. For a moment she waited for Martin to tell her where he was going, as Tom would have done. When Martin made no attempt to tell her anything she was vaguely resenttul. After he had departed she carried this feeling of resentment with her. She knew that inasmuch as she was not his wife, save in what the name implied, she had no reason to feel as she did. But in spite of everything she could do, her thoughts kept re- turning to the mysterious caller who had arrived during the dinner hour. Did Martin's hurried departure have anything to do with that? Somehow she felt that she a right to know. And yet when she stopped to apply reason, she knew quite well that she hadn’t a right in the world to know ;Iln,\'lhing Martin didn’'t wish to tell er. By her own attitude she was in an equivocal position. She was Martin Lee’s wife, she was accepting his money and support, but she had given him nothing. It made her cheeks burn with shame to even think of it. She simply couldn’t go on with things as they were! She had flung herself, fully clothed, on the bed, to wait for her bath to run, Muriel was in the bassinet, al- ready bathed, fed and asleep. The in- terruption that startled Nan out of her thoughts regarding herself and - rtin was a small one. It was a tiny sneeze, Instantly she was on her feet and had rushed to the bassinet. The baby looked all right, but she had sneezed. That wasn't normal in a perfectly healthy baby She wondered if Miss Lambert had gone out. She had kicked off her slippers, but now she hastily buckled them on again and left the room. Miss Lambert usually took advantage of the early evening for her own simple pleasures. There was no answer when Nan knocked at her door, Strange how that same feeling of panic surged up in her! She had felt it when Tom had developed pneu- monia. She had remembered after it was too late that he had sneezed often, and when she had remarked upon it he had laughed at her. “Nothing to worry about, darling— Just a silly cold.” But it hadn’t bee) had been pneumoni riel—just suppose Muriel—she couldn’t 20 on thinking! Her throat felt dry. She could”hardly swallow. Half blindly she made her way along the hall toward the dining reom. Hilda and the second maid were still there, putting away linen and removing dishes In a place like this the dining room was a character- less room, and it was always left quite in order, with the glass-topped table freshly cleaned and a conventional bowl of flowers in the center. In the old days she and Tom had eaten in the studio. The vaulted top with its skylight had given an air of mystery to the . This dining room had the usual conventional ma- hogany furniture. A table, a huge sideboard. also glass topped, serving table and the required number of chairs. Everything was quite correct, quite perfect and in good taste. But <he missed those dinners in the studio. he and Tom would jump up at the me time to remove a course, and there wouldn't be room for the two of them in the small kitchenette. She would kiss him and order him out, whereupon he would refuse to go and would seize her in his arms. There would be an interlude—a sweet interlude. It was easy to go a silly cold. Tt Suppose Mu- back to the more mundane things dt life after that. Hilda and the second maid were talking. She couldn’t very well help overhearing what they said. Through the half-opened door she could hear the clink of china. Hilda was speaking. 'She sounded upset, right enough, when I opened the door for her. You know that kind—like a doll. ‘I'd like to speak to Mr. Lee,’ she says, rolling them big eyes and acting sorta scared, as if the next minute would be her It's a pity Mrs. Lee don't use some of them tricks on him herself,” Bessie, the second maid, remarked. “He's crazy about her, if you ask me, and she don’t give him a tumble.” Hilda mumbled something that Nan couldn’t hear, and then before there was any more conversation she stole lently back to her room. So the servants were discussing her! In that moment she felt that she hadn’t a friend in the world. She wentback to her own room and anxlously bent over Muriel. With in- ced fingers she touched the s forehead and the small clenched They didn't seem overhot. Per- she had been unnecessarily alarmed. Miss Lambert would return tly, and she, of course, would But in the meantime it wasn't a pleasant thing to know that the servants were gossiping. And who was that woman who had come to see Martin, and why had he gone off so abruptly? (Copyrixht. 1927.) (Continued in tomorrow's Star.) SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. I don't mind pla much, if they play pyright. 1 Barley Muffins, Cream one-fourth cupful of butter with one-fourth cupful of sugar, add one egg well beaten, then two cupfuls of prepared cake flour. Stir in one scant cupful of milk slowly to prevent lumping, and then three-fourths cup- ful of fine barley tooked and allowed to cool. Bake in buttered muffin tins. Always use fine barley for baking, as the pearl barley will seem tough and muffins or cakes will not rise as well with the heavier lumps of grain in You need them; these days Youofficeworkers need prunes these hot summer days. They yield energy, for they contain six times the energy-giving val- ue of mogt fruits. They are tonic and cooling for they are easy to assimilate and check the acid of other foods, Eat prunes today and keep cool tomorrow. Setve prunes in some way every day. There are hundreds of delicious and at trative ways to serve them. | | FEATURES. Bite yourself an Alphabet é How to cross a BRIDGE PARTNER -and get away with it 1n some states, particularly the state of mat- rimony, trumping a partner’s ace is a crime more to be feared than shooting a Ford out of season. Pretzeleers have found a way out. They make sure there’s always a big plate of O- So-Guds alongside the card table. Then when the injured partner gets fairly incan. descent with blistering rage, the pretzeleer bites out a few letters like this: i DUsa ‘Now, who could continue to talk mean after getting such a sweetly contrite answer? Not your other half, surely. Crispy, crunchy, salty pretzels baked by Uneeda Bakers smooth over many difficul- ties. They help make things pleasant at parties and picnics. They’re good any time with iced drinks. They’re fine for between- meals and before-we-go-to-bed lunches. And try them with soup, with salad, with cheese, with dessert. 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