Evening Star Newspaper, September 23, 1927, Page 41

' inn that looked ready to fall to pleces. 'WOMA in BY MARY Walking in shoes without support) at the heel is something that any Chinaman can apparently do .with- out discomfort or annoyance, but this, like eating with chopsticks, is a trick mot easily learned by an Occidental. 2% INSECURE ABOUT ULES. THOSE IN SQUARE ARE TRIMMED WITH RUFFLES OF NARROW GOLD LACE AND HAVE GOLD KID HEEL STRAPS, THE ONE IN THE CENTER IS OF SILVER BROCADE, WITH GREEN TRICH TRIMMING, WHILE THE NOTHING NEW ONE BELOW, OF SATIN WITH APPLIQUES OF COLORED SUEDE, HAS AN INSTEP STRAP. And because we can never get used to the shuffling gait that goes with walking in shoes that do not come up over the heel most of us have found mules of the old sort BY WASHINGTON IRVI (Washington Irving, 1785-1859, is the st name in the early 19th century iterature of America. His first work was istory of New York." by Diedrich Knick- erbocker.”” a hilarious burlesque. which was instrumental in giving the word “knicker- ker” a place in the language, Probably his hest known stories a Sketc re *“The Book” and “Tales of a Traveler" collections: it is from the latter that the present ghosi story is taken.) My grandfather was a bold dragoon, for it's a profession that has run in the family. Having seen varied serv- ice and being such a bold dragoon, you must know that my grandfather was a man not easily to be humbugged. On his way to England one evening my grandfather rode jollily into Bruges, a queer, old-fashioned Flem- ish town, and it was at the time of the annual fair. All Bruges was crowded. My grandfather rode jollily along, as 1 said, in his easy, slashing way, for he was a saucy, slashing fellow and joked the women right and left in the street, all of whom laughed and took it in amazing good part. Well, every inn and tavern was full, and my grandfather applied in vain at one and another for admittance. 5 Finally he rode up to an old rickety The sudden appearance of a dashing dragoon was an event in an old inn frequented only by the peaceful sons of traffic. An old patron of thé inn, smoking a long, .clean pipe, showed disapproval. The landlord, to please his old customers, assured the dragoon that they had “not a garret” to give him. They were full. My grandfather was not a man to ba browbeaten. He threw the reins on his horse’s neck, cocked his head on one side, stuck one arm akimbo, and said: “Faith and troth! I'll sleep in this house this very night.” And he gave a slap to his thigh, by way of emphasis—the slap went to the land- 0s- | WORLD FAMOUS STORIES THE BOLD DRAGOON. N'S PAGE." . Upto-Date Features in Mules MARSHALL. rather trying. The chief advantage of this type of footgear for neglige wear was that it might be put on without bending over. High-heeled mules are moreover very attractive. But have you ever tried to walk downstairs at night in_ a pair of heeled mules without waking up the entire household? Even a China- man couldn't do that! Trust Occidental inventiveness. There are new neglige mules with heel straps that hold them nicely in place hout detracting from the “mulish” effect. To be sure, one does have to bend down a bit to give the little pull needed to draw the strap over the heel, but in this day of slen- der hips one would hardly voice an objection to that. Neglige slippers are an accessory that most women consider an es- sential detail in the overnight Kkit. Still the very considerate hostess makes a point of having pairs of in- expensive mules on hand for the benefit of house guests who have been improvident in this matter, It is possible to buy these little slippers for as lew a sum as 25 cents a pair. True, they are rather flimsy Japanese affairs of paper and light straw, but they answer the purpose when they are to be used only a night or so by an improvident house guest. So very e v to make and yvet so | really lovely. That is what I think you will say about the little evening petticoat that can be made Wwith the help of this week’s pattern. It is |made of light pink or flesh-colored crepe de chine, with pointed ruffie, and on each point there gleams a small rhinestone. That {s what makes it so unusual. If you want to make one for yourseli or a friend send me a stamped, self-nddressed envelope and 1 will forward vou the | sketch, am, instructions and diagt (Covyright. 1027,) My grandfather made a low bow to the motley assemblage as he entered, and having undressed himself, placed his light in the fireplace, asking par- don of the tongs, which seemed to be making love to the shovel in the chim- ney corner. The rest of the guests were by this time sound asleep. My grandfather, fol part, got into bed and drew over him one of those great bags of down under which they smother a man in the low countries, and there he lay, melting between two feather beds. He was a warm- blooded man, and his smothering played the very deuce with him. He could not sleep, but had to get up and walk about for air. ‘Well, my grandfather had been for some time absent from his room, and was returning, perfectly cool, when Just as he reached the door he heard a strange noise within. He paused and listened. It seemed as if some one were trying to hum a tune in de- flance of the asthma. He recoliected the report of the room being haunted; but he was no believer in ghosts, so he pushed the door gently open and peeped in. By the light of the fire he saw a pale, weazen-faced fellow, in a long flannel gown and a tall nightcap with a tassel to it, who sat by the fire with a bellows under his arm by way of a bagpipe, from which he forced the asthmatical music that had bothered my grandfather. As he played, too, he kept twitching about with a thousand queer contortions, nodding his head, and bogging about his tasseled nightcap. From the opposite end of the room a long-backed, bandy-legged chair got suddenly into motion, thrust out first a claw-foot, then a crooked arm, and at length, making a leg, slid grace- lady's heart. The bold dragoon followed up his vow by jumping off his horse and making his way past the staring cdm- pany into the public room. There was some further show of resistance, but my grandfather was an old soldier, and an Irishman to boot, and not easily re- pulsed, especially after he had got into the fortress. So he blarneyed the landlord, kissed the landlord's wife, tickled the landlord’s daughter, chuck- ed the barmaid under the chin—and it ‘was agreed on all hands that it would be a thousand pities, and a burning shame into the bargain, to turn such @ bold dragoon into the streets. It ‘was agreed to accommodate him -with an old chamber that had been for some time shut up and was reputed to be_haunted. In a little while, as was his usual way, he took complete possession of the house, all over it; into the stable to look after his horse, into the kitchen to look after his supper. He had something to say or do with every one; smoked with the Dutchman. drank with the German, slapped the landlord on the shoulder, romped with his daughter and the barmaid. The landlord stared at him in astonish- ment; the landlord’s daughter hung her head and giggled whenever he came near, and as he swaggered along the corridor with his sword trailing by his side, the maids looked after him and whispered to one another, “What 2 proper ma. Well, this bold dragoon sat up late drinking with them all, and finally ‘was shown to his quarters up a large staircase. An old-time chamber it was, sure enough, and crowded with™ all kinds of trumpery. It looked like an infirmary for decayed and superannu- ated furniture. No two chairs were alike. High backs and low backs, Jeather bottoms and straw bottoms and no bottoms; and cracked marble tables with curiously carved legs, hold- ing large balls in their claws, as though they were going to play at ninepii MOTHERS AND THEIR CHILDREN, One mother says: My children publish a family news- paper, which is read after our e ning meal. There are jokes on e one and all sorts of family news. When the ‘“reporter” comes to me, tell him things I want done around the house, or improvements I should Mke to see in my family. This news- paper helps the children in their composition work at school, builds up family spirit, and enables me to 'get across” some helpful hints to my young folks without preaching. fully up to an easy chair of tarnished brocade, and led it gallantly in a ghostly minuet about the floor. The musician now played fiercer and fiercer. The dancing mania seized upon all the other pieces of furniture —a three-legged stool, for instance, danced a hornpipe. All except a great clothes-press, which kept courtesying in a corner, perhaps at a loss for a. partner. My grandfather concluded this was the reason, and being devoted to the sex and at all times ready for a frolic, he bounced into the room, capered up to the clothes-press and seized upon two handles to lead her out—when, whirr! the whole revel was at an end. All sank quietly into their places as if nothing had happened, and the musi- cian vanished up the chimney, leaving the bellows behind him in his hurry. My grandfather found himself seated in the middle of the floor with the clothes-press sprawling before him and the two handles jerked off, and in his hands. The clothes-press was heavy, and its fall aroused the household. - My grand- fathier related the marvelous scene he had witnessed, and the brokén handles of the prostrate clothes-press bore testimony to the fact. There was no contesting such evidence, par- ticularly with my grandfather, who seemed ready to every word with sword or shillelah. And the landlord’s daughter corroborated it by recollecting that the last person who had dwelt in that chamber was a tamous juggler who died of St. Vitus' dance, and had no doubt infected all the furniture. This set all things to rights, par- ticularly when the chambermaids de- clared they had all witniessed strange carrying on in that room. As for my grandfather, whether he went to bed again in that room. or sought more comfortable quarters, I cannot say. He had seen much service, and was but indifferently acquainted with geog- raphy, and apt to make blunders in his travels about inns at night, which it would have puzzled him sadly to account for in the morning. Everyday Law Cases Will Divorce Be Granted if Descrting Spouse Offers to Return? BY THE COUNSELOR. Helen Moore and her husband had frequent quarrels, which finally re- sulted in separation. Indifferent to her husband’s desertion, Helen ac- cepted employment. Not long thereafter Moore desired to return. Accordingly, he called upon his wife and asked her forgive- ness and pleaded for a reconciliation. Helen emphatically refused. Determined to start over again, Moore sent frequent letters of endear- ment to his wife. His efforts being to no avail, Moore accepted his wife's stand on the matter and made no fur- ther attempts at reconciliation. Helen's residence being in a State where absolute divorces are granted on grounds of desertion, she filed suit at the expiration of the statutory period. Moore contested the case, stating that although he had deserted his wife, he had made bona fide at- tempts at reconciliation, Helen’s petition for divorce was dismissed, the court reiterating the following established legal principle: “When an offer to return is made in good faith by the original deserter and is refused by the deserted spouse the fault of desertion is thrown upon the refusing spouse. The original de- sertion is terminated and a divorce will be refuged on this ground. In the above case the husband, may obtain a divorce on the ground ‘of desertion, while the wife may not.” (Covyright. 1027} THE EVENING SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. Now, baby, T want you to look berry flerce, 'cause yer a ragin’ lion an’ you must spring out ob ambush at me. I guess 'iss bush will do. (Copyrizht, 192 SUB ROSA BY MIML Ly Cinderella Stuff. In spite of the common sense of the average working girl, there usually lurks deep in her soul somewhere the vague idea that some day she, like Cinderella, might shed her rags and marry a rich prince who would in- stantly transport her to the Castle of Heart's Desire. That Cinderella story always sound- ed yery attractive as far as it went. But®it didn’t go far enough to show the working girl what Cinderella had to put up with for a long while after the line, “They lived happily ever after.” The Castle of H. D, in the first place, sheltered all the prince's fam- ilv and his rich relations, and what they said about Cinderella when they first got an eyeful of her is nobody's business. % The idea of their son marrying a shabby little thing like that! The idea of her trying to break her way into a society where she’s not wanted. It she had the faintest ghost of self- respect, she'd have refused the prince and stayed home by the fire, where she belonged! They raved and ranted and then set to work to make things as difficult for the new princess as could be im- agined. She, poor child, hadn't the faintest idea of how to act in her new posi- tion. She'd never given a dinner party: she’d never had a servant to order about; she'd never even had the privilege of ordering a lot of clothes for herself at one time. So she made fearful mistakes. The dinner parties she gave at first were the ridicule of all the unkind and en- vious mothers who had wanted the prince to marry their daughters. And her clothes, when they came, weren’t what they should have been, She pulled a lot of bones about those. Altogether she had a pretty hard time of it, and in spite of the prince and all the money, she used to long for the good old fireside, with nobody but herself to order dinner for. And, you know, the modern Cinde- rella story runs just the same. The working girl of fairly poor parents gets herself involved in the most awful mess when she sets out to marry a rich man whose position in life makes necessary all sorts of duties she's never thought of. She has to learn lessons, just as if she were in school, but she has to learn them from unkind, critical teachers usually. It all sounds so beautifully simple on paper. What could be easier than ordering 20 servants to wait on one? Yet any girl who's not used to serv- ants will find herself in deep if she tries to run a big establishment with no_preparation whatsoever. So many poor girls marry rich men without love,' seeing before them a life of luxury and ease to make up for the lack of love, and they find to thelr dismay that they must work harder than ever to fit into the pic- ture their husbands have made for them. Not only from sentimental reasons, it’s far wiser for a girl to marry some man pretty near her own station in life than for her-to try to make the million-dollar class without training for that life and without love. Understand, I'm not advising against a marriage between a poor girl and a rich man when. love is the declding factor, F But I'm warning you would-be Cin- derellas not to count on peace and happiness from a loveless marriage to a multimillionaire, or words to that effect. Just on the practical side, it's a hard road you've made for yourself if you plunge yourself into a career for which you're not fitted and not pre- pared. (Copyright. 1927.) Mimi will be glad to answer any inquiries directed to_this’ paper Drovi tamped. addressed envelope 13 inclosed: e Codfish Balls. Cook two cupfuls of potatoes, cut in dice, with one cupful of picked-up salt codfish until the potatoes are soft and the water has about cooked away. Mash with one tablespoonful of fine bread crumbs. When almost cold, add the yoke of an egg. Form the mix- ture into balls or cakes, roll in stale bread crumbs, and allow them to stand until hard. ' Fry for one minute in hot fat. Do not allow them to ab- sorb the grease. Garnish the platter with parsley when serving and put a small plece of parsley at each end of the codfish ball. FOR QUALITY WHITE HOUSE COFFEE and TEA \ STAR, WASHINGTON, Mother Brown Misses Things. Once_aroused, until ‘'tis dead Suspicion ne'er will lay its head. —Old Mother Nature. The eyes of Cubby, the mischievous little Bear, twinkled when he discov- ered two towels which Mother Brown had left on the grass to dry. “Just what 1 want,” said he to hims “Those things will help make a vel nice bed.” He took one by a corner and dragged it after him under the porch and into that big hole he had dug. Then he went back for the other and did the same thing with that. Then he tried curling up on them to see how they felt. “They are better than sand,” said he. “They are a lot better than the sand. But I want more. I wonder what else I can find.” Out went Cubby again and looked all around the farmyard. But there was nothing that he could find to make a bed with, so he had to be satisfled with those two towels. After a while he gave up looking and climbed back up in his favorite tree, and that is where he was when Farmer Brown's Boy and Farmer Brown returned from the cornfield. They wondered if he had remained up there all day, and when they reached the house they chided Mother Brown for having fed Cubby. “We'll never catch him if you are going to feed him,” declared Farmer Brown's Boy. Then he went out and | tried to induce Cubby to come down. But, of course, Cubby did nothing of the kind. He knew when he was well off and he proposed to keep that way. So he wouldn't come down. It was after supper that Mother Brown went out to get her towels, and of course, there were no towels. When she went back to the house she asked the others if they had brought them in, and, of course, they said “No." Mother Brown decided finally that she must have taken those towels in and forgotten it: and then she gave it no further thought. It was two or three days later that Mother Brown missed an old piece of carpet. It was just a small strip which she had hung over the clothesline to air. When she went to get it there was no carpet there. This was queer. Who could have taken that carpet? Farmer Brown came along just then and she asked him if he Mad seen that carpet. BY WILLIAM More to Grow On. 4t a sedentary adult weighing 150 2 pounds requires only 2 ounces of pro- tien, 3 ounces of fat and 15 ounces of starches and sugars (digested) in 24 hours to maintain health and weight, how much should a hard-playing boy of 14 who weighs only 106 pounds, (a bit more than the average l4-year-old boy) be allowed to consume? Or how much may a lively girl of the same age and weight "dispose of without any strain except on the grocery bill? The maintenance ration for the adult amounts to 2,800 calories. Enough, if the adult gets 'em and indulges in no long walks, fast games or hard work. But such a ration is not suffi. cient for the boy or girl, unless the boy or girl is a very dead one, a queer, quiet, quaint one.” A regular boy or girl, playing hard, working as little as possible, and developing and growing at a great rate, can very profitably handle at least an additional thousand calories in a day, a quantity of nutri- ment that would probably prove a burden and an injury to father or mother. The youngester needs the extra pabulum to grow on and to furnish an unfailing flow of energy for the heart and the other muscles which do prodigies of work for the young person. It was formerly assumed that pro- Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN. “I was scared to go see Pug, be- cause I thought he had adenolds or somethin’ catchin’, but it wasn't noth- in’ but measles.” (Conyright. 1927.) For The Lowest P be bothered with doin, yourself money by usin; PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE D. C., FRIDAY, SEPTEMLER BEDTIME STORIES 5. wicss" “It was hanging there when I was .along this way last,” he said. “I can't imagine what anybod: wduld want of an old piece of carpet lLike that.” “Nelther can I,” replled Mother Brown. .“but evidently somebody wanted it. I haven't seen anybody around here, either.” Later Farmer Brown's boy said that he knew nothing about that plece of carpet, and so its disappearance re- nfained a mystery. To add to this mys. tery, an old apron which had been hanging in the back shed had disap- peared. So had the doormat. Though Mother Brown looked high and low she could find no trace of any of them. Sop - g “JUST WHAT I WANT,” SAID HE TO HIMSELF. It was very provoking and decidedly upsetting. it looked very much as if there were a thief of some kind hang- ing around, though what any thief would want of a piece of carpet, a doormat, an apron and a couple of towels was more than Mother Brown could reason out. It got so that she didn’t dare put anything in the way of clothing outside for fear it -would be taken, and there was no trace of the thief. The things disappeared and that was all there was to it. “I'm_going to_trick that thief,” de- clared Farmer Brown's boy. “I'm go- ing to keep watch until I catch him at it.” BRADY, tein material was the best fuel for muscular work, but we know this was a_ mistake. Carbohydrate—any form of starch or sugar—as any physiol ogist can tell you, is the best muscle food—not to build big freak muscles, for no one with any knowledge of physiology wants to be handicapped with big muscles, but to furnish the steam, the energy for quick conversion into musclar work, and to prevent ex- haustion when it comes to an-endur- ance test. So spread on the sugar as thickly as the live youngster wants it—and refuse the namby-pamby or unplay- ing kid this muscle food. Do not feel alarmed when the young person comes back for more potato or more bread than father or mother cares for; the appetite should be encouraged, if the youngster is a.regular, live one. Do not prohibit ‘tween-meal poaching— for the hard-playing boy. or girl 5 hours is a terribly long interval and a midforenoon lunch and midafternoon knickknacks should be the healthy child's privilege. Carbohydrate material is the best emergency raton for marchers, moun- tain climbers, hikers, marathon run. ners, channel swimmers, soldiers. or anybody in need of quick sustenance. It makes no difference what form of carbohydrate may be taken—cane sugar, beetsugar, ice cream, candy, honey, glucose, milk sugar (lactose), fruit sugar (in any sweet fruit, such as raisins, oranges, or orange juice. banana) sweetened tea or sweetened beverages of any kind. Such rations prevent and relieve fatigue or in very severe or prolonged contests they save the victim from impending collapse. Starch, as in potato, bread, crackers, cake, serves the purpose nearly if not quite as well as sugar. All carbohy- drate material must be converted into sugar in the body before it is utilized as fuel. The blood constantly con- tains a certain percentage of sugar in solution, and when this percentage falls below the normal level the in- dividual suffers sudden weakness, anxiety and perhaps goes into a-stu- por or coma unless emergency fuel is quickly given—any. form of sugar or starch as suggested. Carbohydrate, then, is the most im- portant food material, the one kind of food a man might live on if he could get no other.- (Copyrixht, 1027.) o Theoretically the horsepower Where the tide rises 10 feet is 7,200 per square mile. A BETTER SERVICE LESs FOR ELITE'S UNSTARCHED - rUF SERVICE The entire family bundle safely and completely washed. 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Since the papers contained only those stipulations that had been agreed upen, Gardiner signed, not deeming it: necessary to have the papers gone over by an .attorney of his own. Two years later Gardiner learned that Spedden was discontinu. ing the garage business and was ar- ranging the premises suitable for a business similar to the one Gardiner was now conducting. Surprised at Spedden’s action, Gardi- ner notified him that the words “The Garage” meant that he was to use the prefnises only as a garage and since he had broken thé terms of the lease it was therefore at an end. Sped- den, however, declared that the lease h#d not been violated and entered sult to prevent Gardiner from eject- ing him. The court found that Spedden was' not violating his lease and rendered a decision against the landlord in ac- cordance .With the following general principle: “Parties to a lease may by express provigipns therein restrict the general rights of thé tenant as regards the use of the premises. However, if the words in a lease are merely descrip- tive of the premises they are not re- garded as a restriction upon the use. Here the words ‘The Garage’ is merely a descriptive term.” (Covyright. 1927.) = Corn Bread. Sift together two cupfuls of corn- meal, two teaspoonfuls of baking powder, and two teaspoonfuls of salt. Add two cupfuls of sour milk and one-half a teaspoonful of baking soda which has been dissolved in a small quantity of hot water. Add two well beaten eggs and two tablespoonfuls of melted butter. Pour into a very hot, well-buttered pan. Bake for about 50 minutes at a temperature of about 400 degrees Fahrenheit, or a rather hot oven. S ee Sour-Milk Biscuits. Sift together two and one-half cup- fuls of flour, three-fourths teaspoon- ful of salt,’ three-eighths teaspoonful of baking soda and one teaspoonful of baking powder. Cut or chop in two tablespoonfuls of shortening, add three-fourths cupful of gour milk or buttermilk and mix as usual. Bake thoroughly in_a hot oven for about 12 minutes. Be sure that the milk is sufficiently sour to neutralize all the soda. If desired, a drop biscuit may be made, using about one cupful of the sour milk for mixing and one- half a teaspoonful of baking soda. At least 75 per cent of every stand- ing tree is wasted when converted into lumber. Miss Green names this Recipe “Nested Eggs” 1 can Gorton’s Ready-to-Fry Cod Pish Cakes cheese 6 eszs %5 cup cream tand pepper Smooth the fish cakes thoroughly with the cream and the in siz into each shell, sprinkle with seasonings and cheese, and brown in hot oven until eggs are sufficiently cooked. , from Miss M. B. shows Tas novel reci Green'of ‘Mass., home cooks everywhere arc their enthusiasm over Gorton's Cod. Cakes. YOU, too, will love making new dishes with them. Send us your ew ones. Gorton-Pew Fisheries Co. Ltd.,Gloucester,Mase FREE—Write for “Gorton's Deep Sea Recipes e o how Splendid, too, with light refreshmemts! FEATURES. OUR CHILDREN By Augelo Parr Resistance. A child makes no progress'in any direction without the ald of a healthy resistarice. He must feel some force resisting him, pushing against his own force, before he can direct and increase his power. In_ early infancy his legs lie re- laxed. He scarcely knows he has them. One day he kicks out. That first kick is his-first effort toward making his legs serve their purpose. If you place him so that he can push against something firm, the foot of his crib, a hard pillow, his leg power will increase rapidly. The kick into the air brings him no message, while the kick and the push against re- sistance sends him word of the solid world he is to master. A baby likes to pound things. You know how he will beat the table with his spoon, or the bottom of his musg. blinking with glee at the noise and the thrill that runs up his arms at each whack. Provide for that ham- mering when he shows he is ready for it by giving him a light little mallet. with which he may hammer things like tree stumps, the garden walk, the porch floor. The resistance is increasing the power of his arms and hands. - As he creeps about the.floor provide him with a few blocks heavy enough to allow him a good tug with his back and arms. Leg and back exercise can be supplied with the right sort of blocks or a swing, the kind that he can sit in and push against with all his might. . The Woman BY CLYDE And when he grows older and his mind reaches out for éxperiences upon which it may feed, he still needs to feel the resistance of the task in hand. It needs to be just hard enough to make him tug at it a bit. It he meets with no resistance, it it {s “too easy,” he makes no growth. That is a matter of fine adjustment, and the parent or teacher who watches and helps child growth must learn how to make it. Never too easy, just hard enough to allow the child to master it and no more. It is not wise to give a child tasks that are beyond him, because he will be forced to give up and feel the dis- couragement of failure before his spirit is seasoned to it. In the be- ginning he must feel the triumph of success; he must be able to overcome the healthy resistance offered his ef- forts. He must succeed. The confl- dence that success brings carries him through the more difficult places that are to come. The final stage of a child's growth, the character stage, must know the feel of triumph over resistance. He must have gathered sufficient power in the world of material things to have laid up a fund of spiritual power that will conquer evil. In some way I do not understand, this power is stored as a result of the work and the resistance overcome in the daily routine, in plain everyday living. You see, the baby's firm kick against the foot of the bed is his first grain of spiritual power. Try to keep your tenderness for your child from forcing you to _sweep all resistance out of his way. He needs it deeply. of Fifty-Five CALLISTER, Mrs. Mary Baker Eddy, founder of Christian Science, did not share the conveition of some women that a woman past the half-century mark is too ‘old to marry. In fact, at the time of her third marriage, this great founder was 55 years old. Mrs Eddy’s biographer hasn’t very much to say about this husband—save that he was “a bachelor living in East Boston, an agent for a sewing ma- chine conern,” but because he found favor in the eyes of this good wom- an, his name has come to be known the world over. Mr. Eddy was, as a matter of fact, still a young looking woman. Of her at this time, some one wrote, “Her hands were small and expressive, her cheeks glowed with color, and her eyes were clear, unwavering, like wells of light.” Thig is an interesting comment on a still attractive woman of 55. 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Catherine I of Russia—the peasant girl who became first mistress, then - wife and finally consort of Peter the Great—was crowned empress when she was 55 years old. She retained, undiminished, her fascination for this great and eccentric man, who had had no scruples in committing his first wife to a convent when he wearied of her. At the coronation ceremony, Peter placed the crown on her head while keeping the scepter in his own hand. He did this so that, in cdse of his death, she might succeed him—and it was an honor not usually bestowed upon the wife " of an emperor, since only one Rus- sian emperor's wife had ever been crowned before. (Copyright. 1927.) fretting. 5 s = creamy r with a prinkles. v, e