Evening Star Newspaper, September 21, 1927, Page 31

WOMA Characteristics of NS “PAGE, THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, ew Suits. BY MARY MARSHA! Suit skirts seldom show much addi tional length this Autumn. There may an inch or an inch and a half more material in the skirt length, but that i8 all. Experiments with really longer skirts or with skirts with une lines have been made fo. the most | | white until mixture is foam, | with a dash of nutmeg. V THE BLUE AND THE GRAY AS E! EMPLIFIED IN THE NEW MODE. THE SUIT IS OF GRAY KASHA | WITH NAVY BLU JERSEY BLOUSE TRIMMED WITH GRAY | BRAID. part with afternoon or evening frocks. | Almost invariably the suit skirt is | straight and apparently scant, but the suits from the hest tailors and dress. | en hem | | makers are not really tight or s |in fact. There is a slight circular {ness in some of the skirts or addi- [ tional reom introduced by means of inverted box pleats at sides ov front Another generalization that can be made about the suits is that they are [almost always of sleeve or finger-tip length. And if not actually there is usually a simplicity | the style of the jacket that suggests | the work of a tailor. of the new brown tones ther sorts of neck of finely wrought gold Various gold tone v and others of a gr | pinkish cast—are found in these new | pieces, =0 that one may choose the |exact "shade of gold that lest goes { with the frock worn at the time. One interesting gold necklace with pliant scale effect showed three snakelike strands—each one of a different shade of gold. | Like dewdrops on the petals of pink | rose—is the way you might describe a little_evening slip 1 saw the other day. Twenty-fice cents' worth of rhinestones supplied the dewdrop ef- {fact, and picot-edged ruffles were the | rose petals. If vou want to make one of these charming little underslips sond me a stamped, self-addressed en- | velope and T will forward you the pat- | tern-diagram, sketch and description | for making. imitation ome quiie enish or (Convright. 1927 DAILY DIET RECIPE Sherry Flip. Sherry flavor, two tablespoonfuld; ege, one; milk, one cupful; sugar, one ablespoonful. SERVES ONE PORTION. Have egz and milk cold. Beat egg volk and sherry flavor together with an egg beater and add milk gradual- Iy, heating well. Sweeten, and when ready to serve heat in the stiff egg Serve rious wine flavors can he hought from fancy grocers or delicatessens. A palatable drink can he made hy substituting one teaspoonful vanilla® extract for the sherry flavor. DIET NOTE. Recipe contains lime and iron and vitamins A and B in the egg and milk, Valuable in a diet to gain weight. WORLD-FAMOUS STORIES A LODGING FOR THE NIGHT. BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON. (Rdbert Loui vensen. born in 183 @ied in 1894. was a famous Scottish n elist. Among his best known stories Jelll and Mr. Hsde." ™“Treasure idnapped.” ‘etc. The present story been acclaimed as the greatest short story in the English language. It is an epi- gode in the life of Francois Villon, a French Tic poet and rogue who roamed Paris in the days of the fiftecnth centurs.) It was late in November, 1456. The snow fell over Paris with rigorous, relentless persistence; sometimes the wind made a sally and scattered it in flying vortices; sometimes there was a Jull, and flake after flake descended out of the black night air, silent, circuitous, interminable. To poor people, looking up under moist eyebrows, it seemed a wonder where it all came from. Master Francois Villon had propounded an alterna- tive that afternoon, at a tavern win- dow: Was it only Pagan Jupiter plucking geese upon Olympus? Or ‘were the holy angels moulting? He was only a poor master of arts, he went on; and as the ques- tion somewhat touched upon divin- ity, he durst not venture to conclude. Villon had joined a gaming crew in a shack behind an old cemetery, where there had been gambling and a bottle to pass around. One of the sroup had been stabbed, murdered —it meant hanging for all of them it caught. They shared the booty found on the dead man’s person, and Villon, the absent-minded artist, had his pocket picked of his share by one of his companions. Anxious to be rid of him, they had let Villon go forth first, and the rest soon scat- tered. It had stopped snowing. Villon cursed his fortune. Would it were still snowing! Now, wherever he went, he left an indelible trail be- hind him on the glittering streets; wherever he went he was still teth- ered to the house by the cemetery of St. John; wherever he went he must weave, with his own plodding, feet, the rope that bound him to the erime and would bind him to the gallows. He avoided a dark clump of mov- ing people with lanterns—it was a patrol; he took refuge in a great) doorway, but was startled by a dark bundle on the floor. It was the body of a woman, frozen to death. He mearched her—robbing was his in- stinct—and found two tiny coins in her stocking. About to put them in | prate about it all ceded the poet upstairs into a large apartment, It was very bare furniture, only some gold plate on a sideboard, some folios and a stand of armor between the windows. “Will you seat vourself?” said the old man, “and forgive me if I leave you? 1 am alone tonight, and must ou something to eat myself.” No sooner was his host gone than Villon leaped up and began examin- ing the room with the stealth and passion of a cat. He weighed the ®gold flagens in his hand—then he stood in the middle of the room, look- ing 'round and ’round him, turning on his heels, as if to impress every feature of the apartment in his memory. Hearing the old man's tread return- ing along the corridor, Villon resumed his seat. Soon he was fed and was drinking a superior vintage. They chatted, this host and his strange guest. Blood was discovered on | Villon’s shoulder, and the rogue's teeth chattered as he explained that it was in a brawl that a man was stabbed—no real murder at all. He learned that his host was a soldier, and they entered into a discussion of honor, Villon maintaining that sol- diers both killed and stole under the name of their calling. The old man was disturbed; he could not follow the subtleties of this rascal's argu- ment. “Tell me one thing,” he said. you really a thief?"” “I claim the sacred rights of hos- pitality, eturned the poet. lord, T am.” The host tried to convert his guest, without success. “Do you really fancy that I steal for pleasure?” said Villon. “I hate stealing, like any other piece of work or of danger. But I must eat, I must drink, I must mix with society of some sort.” The old man preached his guest a sermon to lure him into the paths of honesty. Villon was nettled. “You think I have no sense of honor! eried. “I'm poor enough, knows! Anyway, the most of that—but I'm not a devil from hell. 1 would have you to know I've an honor of my own, as good as yours, though I don't day long. Why here you are alone, “Are God now, look you, his purse, he discovered that he, too, had been robbed! The feeling| of being destitute this cold night | gripped his throat and parched his lips. All his projects for a rousing | night in some wild tavern vanished. | Positive discomfort, positive pain, at- tacked him. Although the wind had fallen, a binding frost was setting in atronger with every hour nd he felt benumbed and sick at heart. What wis 1o be done Villon passed all his ch der review. He was on bad with some old friends who otherwise have taken him in. he might try them in turn. But on his way he fell in with the track of a patrol, and walked in it | for some hundred yards, althoush | it lay out of his direction. And this apirited him up; at least he had con- fused his trail. Then he tried at the | house of one old acquiintance those same spirits were dampened, for when himself a pail of slops down beside him, drenching him be- Jow the waist. His hose began freeze almost at once. th from cold and exposure stared”him in the face. But the gravity of the danger steadied his nerves. He stopped o few hundred yards from the door where he had been so rudely used, and reflected with his finger to his nose. He could see only one way of getting a_lodging, and that was to take it. He had noticed a house not far away which looked as if it might be easily broken into, and thither he betook himself promptly. entert ing himself on the way with the idea of a room still hot, with a table still Joaded with the remains of supper.| ‘where he might pass the rest of the; 'black hours and whence he should issue, on the morrow, with an arm- ful of valuable plate. The house in question looked dark ot first sight; but as Villon made a preliminary {nspection in search of 1he handiest point to attack a little| twinkle of light caught his eve from behind the curtained window. “The devil!” he thought. ‘“People awake!™ Then he reassured himself, ! and went boldly to the door and knocked with an assured hand. On| both previous occasions he had| Xnocked timidly, but now knocking | at a door seemed a mizhty simple and innocent proceeding. The roar! of his blows had scarcely died away before a measured tread drew near, a couple of bolts were withdrawn, | and one wing was opened broadly,| as though no giiile or fear of guile were known to those within. “You Xnoek late, sir,” said an old man, in yesonant, courteous tones. “You are eold,” he said, “and hungry. Well, step in . . You will pardon me & 1 go in front,” he said, and he pre- ces un- terms might Still, dep! v | he a red | | | he said. Have I harmed you n I could kill and rob you easily corned the action. And you think I have no sense of honor—God strike me_dead!” with goldplate, e 1 The old man stretched out his right | arm. “You are a rogue, my man,” “An impudent and Dblack- hearted rogue and vagabond. 1 have passed an honor with you. me, 1 feel myself vou have eaten disgraced! And and drunk at my table. But now I am sick at your presence: the day has come and the nightbird should be off to his roost.” Villon was ushered to the door. i0d pity you,” said his host. “Good- . papa Many thanks r the cold mutton. The door closed behind him. A chill, uncomfortable morning ushered in the day. Villon stood and heartily stretched himself in the middle of the ad. “A very dull old gentleman," he thought. “I wonder what his gob- lets may be worth. (Copyright, 16 by fo Our surpialyrlinilitevd Get yours NOW ! “Wear-Ever” tailorad | hout | To wear with the frocks or blouses | e all | ces and bracelets made | he | I'm a thief—make | Oh, believe | WHO REMEMBERS? BY DICK MANSFIELD, Registered, U. S Patent OMce 2/9// HoroMe | | When Scribner's Bicyele School was located where the Harrington Hotel now stands, and six riding ons were obtained at a rate of ents | each. [LITTLE BENNY BY le: 25 i LEE PAPE. We was eating sup: | pir in the hotel. and pop and ma and my sister Gladdis started to drink their cawffee and make faces at the same time, like they do wen they drink Frentch cawffee, pop saying, O ves, that reminds me. I Imd some marvelliss cawffee vestidday, jest like home cawffee, even better if enything. 0, ware, how? my sister Gladdis sed, and ma sed. Yes, how, ware, and why arent we all there rite now having | some? | 1 never taisted sutch cawffee before, pop sed. It had the mingled aroma of spring violets and winter apples, and the mingled taist of awtum chessnuts and summer squash, he sed. Its a swell time to be telling u Gladdis sed. Why dident you Jjest| | write home to your lawyer and have | him put the information’in your will? she sed. Willyum, 1 think i perfeckly dredfill, T think your simply awfill, {you know Ive bin longing like a per- feck Sahara desert for a reel drop of cawffee, wat time was it yestidday, I dident know you went enyware I dident know you went, she sed. It was late last nite, some time be- tween midnite and 3 or 4 in the morn- ing, as far as I can make out, pop Ised Now your simply tawking re dickuliss, ma_sed, and pop sed, Wh am I, I had this cup of cawffee in my sleep, in other werds 1 dreemed I had it, sutch divine cawffee I never ixpect to taist agen waking or sleeping, I wish I was dreeming about it now. T wish to goodniss you were, ma sed, and Gladdis sed, O fish, is that your ideer of humor, father? and pop sed, Not at all, I dident say there was enything funny about it. I Ony he laffed for about 10 mini jest a same, me ony laffing about 5. Paris, France, el Salmon Loaf With Rice. 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Sprinkle one-half a teaspoonful of parsley cut fine in the soup just before serving. With this soup serve toasted cubes of bread or croutons. An easy way to make croutons is to | spread “slices of bread lightly with butter. Cut each slice into strips. {then into cubes. Brown the cubes lin the oven, i in a| Solutions of Today's Word Golf Problems. FLAME, FLAKE, SLAKE, SLOKE, SMOKE—four steps. COAL, FOAL, FEAL, HEAL, LEW, SLOW, SLOT, CLOT, COOT, COOP, CROP—eight steps. . The PALAIS ROYAL G Street at Eleventh X Our supply limited Get yours NOW ! “Wear-Ever” “Wear- Ever” ALUMINUM \FryPan and Broiler ‘ Extra Thick Metal ‘With Hold-Tite Wood Handle The HearrCo Third Floor, 4 Reg. price $1.65 Ever?” ALUMINUM \FryPanand Broiler Extra Thick Metal ‘With Hold-Tite Wood Handle | "ITHIS is the time of the v !and their other children of the comforts of life to give further edu WORD GOLF—Everybody’s Playing It BY JOHN KNOX. Go from FLAME to SMOKE. doing this one. One just naturally leads to the other. Turn COAL to HEAT. This is supposed to be ea | or shut the wrong drafts. I don’t know what janitors do, much luck, either. Go from S Life on the your ) to CROP. Agriculture in a few 'm would be ideal if it were as eps” here: v lessons. asy as this one. Solutions on this page in today's Star (Copyright. 1827.) IDoroth yDixH Shall Mother Skimp and Save While Father Scrapes to Send Maud and John to Colleges or Schools They Don’t Appreciate? Deplores the Sacrifice of Parents Does It Pay to Fducate Children? ar when T always feel like going apart into some conventent wailing place and uttering loud and heartfelt lamentations, for it is the season when thousands of poor, misguided parents are preparir to make their annual sacrifice upon the alta of their children's allaged education. In countless homes all over the land mother is turning off the hired girl and cutting down the grocery bill and paring the potatoes a little weak and planning how she can do without a new dress and wear the last Winter’ flannels and cut out every possible comfort and luxury, in order that Maud may be sent to finishing school for young ladies. And father is girding his hunger helt a little tighter around him and working a little harder and looking a little bit more weary and careworn and hump-shouldered every day, and he is wearing his last Summer's suit and smoking stogies instead of cigars and eating a sandwich instead of a g0od lunch, in order that he may send John off to college. WWHEN I contemplate these sacrifices, I never know which T want to do most—to kneel down and kiss the feet of these misguided parents or to rise up and bat them over the heads for not having more common sense. For 99 times out of a 100 all of the suffering and toil and drprivation that fathers and mothers undergo for the sake of their children’s education is absolutely wasted. It every girl or oy were a certified genius—if there were even a certain- ty that, not being geniuses, they were mad for knowledge and were bending every nerve and energy to make the most of the opportunities given them— there would he some justification in parents half-starving themselves and working themselves to death in order to send their children to expensive schools. As a plain matter of fact. however, many s and girls are not top- heavy with brains. They are capable of taking only a very moderate of culture. They have smali interest in education for education’s sake, and many of them. when sent®o college, spend their time in amusing themselves instead of improving their minds. This being the case. it seems to me that it is time for parents to use a little gumption on the subject and quit sacrificing themselves to the fetish of their children's educations. The juggernaut ¢ar of the college has rolled over enough prostrate forms of poor fathers and mothers and crushed then into the grave. Parents should hail from Missouri, and before they deprive themselves ation: advantages to a poor hoy or girl, he or she should he required to give unmi takable proof of unusual fitness for some particular calling that requirs special training. e e e HERE are two things upon which parents stand in piteous necd of en- lightenment. One ix that all education does not come put up in school packages and branded with the name of a famous university on it. 1t would also he a good thing for parents to hear in mind the neeessity of trying to find out whether their offspring are gecse or swans before they offer themselves up as a sacrifices hefore them. 1t you are utferly sure that Maud and John have the unmistakable ear- marks of genlus, there is some excuse for going hungry in order to send them abroad to study music or art: but if Maud's voice is only fit for the village choir and John s art only rises to the height of sign painting. doesn't the pathos of all vour sacrifices and all the deprivations you have endured to give them advantages become bathos? And instead of being a hero, don't you feel that you have been a blodming idiot? It is time for parents to look at this matter of education sensibly and to realize that if a boy or a girl wants the higher culture, he or she will get it for himself or herself. And, anyway, the college course that is hought at the price of the father's and mother's slavery and lack of all pleasure and comfort costs too much. DOROTHY DIX. (Copyright. 19 Nothing retards you in business, courtship and society like a real case of halitosis (un- pleasant breath). It is a continual offense— and needless, too. Since you, yourself, can never tell when you have halitosis, the only way to be sure of not offend- ing is to rinse the mouth with Listerine every day — especially before any close personal contact. 2] Had Halitosis 8() streetcar condue- tors, meeting the public at close rangeev- ery day of the year, said that about one person out of three offends by halitosis. Who should know better than they? Face to face evidence EVERYBODY’S TALKING Everybody’s talking about the rharvelous whiteness of teeth after PALAIS ROYAL—Housewares Main and Fourth Floor using Listerine Tooth Paste a short time. You will be delighted. Large tube 25¢ D. €. WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER T don't see how you can get away from but T always open bhut they don’t have | amount | Halitosis easy to prevent So effective, it destroys even the powerful onion odor, Listerine makes short work of milder, but no less un- pleasant odors arising in the mouth. It’s a good thing to keep a bottle handy in home and office. Send for our free book of eti- quetie. Address Lambert Phar- macal Co., Dept. G-5, 2101 Locust Street, St. Louis, Mo. LISTERINE of: 1927 Mutual Interests. There's a great deal of applesauce written about this business of mutual interests. Proper lovelorn advisers { will tell you to seek out a man whose tastes and interests coincide witn yours, if you would be happy. That sounds pretty good, and, course, every once in awhile we st a happy couple who have taken the advice and been successful. But unless one of you girls happens to be the kind of dame who has an overwhelming interest which absorbs | her entirely and which must be shared by the man she loves, I shouldn't say it was so important to have the boy friend all keyed up about your favorite | | indoor or outdoor sport. Let me tell you why. You as a girl of 19 or 20 may be fearfully hipped on books or art or the drama | or something else like that. And you | may think that your ruling passion has to he taken into consideration | when you pick out a man to marry. You may figure that a Romeo who cares naught for that which seems to you of vital importance will be an un- sympathetic and unsuccessful hus- | band. If your hobby happens to be a gen- uine love with You—if you're going to follow it to the end of your days— ther, by all means, pass up the man | who has no sympathy with it. But he sure, first. that you are really | wrapped up in this interest before you e the air to some nice lad who (ualifies in every way except for his | indifference to v hobh: | You see, v rriage ¢ tes many changes. You have probably been told | that some thousand times by me and other well wishers. And one of the chief changes it works is to erase from ne’s mind the occupation or interest which formerly seemed of greatest im- | portance. With the coming of house- | hold problems and babies the old urge for art or literature may take wings. | 1t usually does I'm not saying that this is a good thing, but I'm saying it's the usual thing. Women do not retain their old interest in culture, spelled with a capital C, when they're tied down to { home and children. | Look around you at the majority of | women you see. Listen to their talk. | What are the topics most often dis- | cussed? Bridge, children, household. | finances, children again. | Women get wrapped up in the little | things of life, and they forget all| | about the day dreams they once had | of an artistic career shared by a sym- pathetic, understanding husband. They get down to taking care of a | house and worrying over a baby, and they find they don't care a hoot | whether the head of the house talks radio or golf or the stock market. Of course, every once in awhile we have a case of an ideally mated | couple who see romance is built on a | mutual hobby. Having a strong mu- tual interest, they shut out all the or- | dinary cares of life and pursue that | interest. But they're the exceptions. The ma- | jority of folks cherish a lot of illusions |about their intellectual and artistic | tastes, which they throw overboard | when they settle down to humdrum | married life. Right now I know some girl is |thinking: “That sounds too hard boiled. 1 know that I can never be | happy with a man who doesn’t love the same hooks T do and who doesn't | want to go to the theater or talk about art_or anything.” | She means it right now as she says | it. but even she may find that mar- | viage and responsibilities will rob | fhese matters of their importance. | 1 knew a girl once who threw over | a hoy because she was so awfull afraid that his dislike of nature, | spelled with a capital N—and all the heauties of the outdoor world—would | make their union a flop. In time she was married. anyway, to a man who was as crazy about camping and the wildwoods as she herself was, | They live in New York now, because they're o fond of the theater and the | shops and all the people that they can’t bear to bury themselves in the zreen country for the whole year | 'round | If you have a real. absorbing In- | terest which is important enough to keep all your life, then don’t marry a man who is going to oppose that | interest | —the safe antiseptic FEATURES. The Daily Cross Word Puzzle (Copyright, 1927.) Across. 1. Agreeability. City in southern France, English river. Lieutenant (ab.). Elocutionist. Two hundred (Roman) Exclamation. ian river. example (ah.). paragraph measure. Toward. Steamship (ab.). Myself. Comparative suffix. Silver (symbol), Goddess of earth. 4, hree-toed sloth, Roman garment. ASS P t. ilian eity. tion. ction. Note of the scale Siherian river, Church of official Prefix; two. Born. 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