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WOMAN'S PAGE.’ Garments for Boys of Four to Ten BY MARY MARSHALL. The most trying phase of the problem of dressing children is that they have an inconsiderate habit of growing. They do their growing in leaps and hounds, broadening and lengthening, SHORT TROUSERS BUTTONED ON A WASHABLE WAIST WITH COLLAR ATTACHED. THE PULL-~ ON SWEATER IS THUS PRO- VIDED WITH TRIM FINISH OF WASHABLE COLLAR WITHOUT INCONVENIENCE OF SEPARATE SHIRT. never in exactly the place that you expect them to. No little boy looks his best.in clothes that are too large, vet it is certainly toolish to buy suits that are just large enough at the time of purchase. There BEDTIME STORIES Peter Goes Spying. The truth of this there's no denying: The world has little use for spying. —Old Mother Nature. Peter couldn't think of anything but the fact that little Mrs. Peter appeared 10 be perfectly happy in the dear Old Briar-patch, despite the fact that he had left her. Then when he heard that there was a handsome young rah- bit about he right away became jeal- ous. He wouldn’t have admitted that he was jealous. No, sir, he wouldn't have admitted it, even to himself. But he was jealous, and growing more so every day. Peter was losing his appetite, and when he loses his appetite you may know that he is verv much upset in- deed. Yes. sir, Peter is very, very { [/ / “I'M JUST GOING TO RUN OVER TO THE DEAR OLD BRIAR- PATCH AND SEE HOW THINGS ARE FOR MYSELF,” SAID HE. much upset when he loses his appetite. “I'm just going to run over there to the dear Old Briar-patch and see how things are for myself,” said he. *“‘Mrs. Peter told me that I needn’t come hack, and 1 won'i really go back. I'll take great care that she doesn’t see me, But I really must know for my- self how she is getting along. Perhaps she isn’t looking so well as I've heard she is. I really feel as if I ought to find out for myself.” So just as soon as the black shadows YOUR are some children who never look really well save in their most battered everyday outfit, and one reason for this ‘undoubtedly is that their clothes are not usually small enough until they have been relegated from best to every day. The light-weight, slip-on sweater has come to be an accepted garment for schoolboys, and one reason that it is usually becoming — more becoming than the usual sack coat or jacket— is because the sweater is elastic enough to fit fairly closely even when | it is large enough to do for many months. The sketch shows a type of garment most _convenient for the boy between 4 and 10, or thereabouts. It consists of a pair of straight, short trousers which button onto a washable under- waist. By changing the position of the walst buttons it is possible to ad- just the trousers to growing legs. There is a collar attached to the waist, of dark cotton material, which gives a trim finish to the little slip-on sweater that is worn over the waist. In this country until re¢ently only rather little boys wore short, straight trousers. Knickerbockers have been, and still are, chosen for most boys over 6 or 7. But recently, through the influence of French and English fash- ions, these straight trousers have been made for older boys as well. . The small American boy in his baggy knickers usually excites the amuse- ment of French and English school- boys. One of the best ways of using short lengths of dissimilar material to make a frock is to combine the two by means of fagoting. And in plecing out the material of an old frock the new material may conveniently be joined to the old by means of this ornamental stitch. If you are at all interested in home dressmaking and the problem of making over old frocks or making use of short lengths, send a stamped, self-addressed envelope and I will gladly send you a sketch of a frock showing two materials fagoted together, with full directions for doing the fagoting. (Covyright, 1927.) BY THORNTON W. BURGESS came creeping out from the purple hills that evening Peter started back for the dear Old Briar-patch. He was very careful about it. He didn’t go racing over there, lipperty-lipperty-lip, the way he used to when he was re- turning home from the Green Forest. He would hop a little way, then sit up and look and listen. As he drew near the Old Briar-patch he moved more and more slowly and carefully. He tried to keep hidden in the grass as much as possible. He didn’t go into the dear Old Briar-patch, but stole around on the outside, looking in and peering and listening. He was spying! Yes, sir, Peter Rabbit was spying. After a while Peter saw little Mrs. Peter come out of the dear Old Briar- patch to visit a patch of sweet clover. Peter flattened himself down in_the grass so that he wouldn't see him. “She's all alone,” muttered Peter to himself. “She’s all alone. I wonder if_anybody will join her here.” Peter lifted his head to look sus- piciously in all diréctions. Do you know what he was thinking about? He was thinking about that hand- somie young rabbit. He more than half expected to see him somewhere around. He was almost disappoini.d not to see him. But little Mrs. Pefer continued to eat clover all alone, and when at last she had eaten all she wanted she hopped back to the dear Old Briar-patch. Peter wanted to follow. Yes, sir, he wanted to go right back into the dear Old Briar-patch after her. But pride wouldn’t let him. No, sir, pride wouldn't let him. When he had left gakhad told him he needn’t come ck. “I won't either,” mutered Peter to himself. “Just the same, I'd like to find out if she has been having visitors, If that stranger rabbit is anywhere around I'd like to find him. I would make him wish he never had been born. That’s what I would do. He’s probably living in the dear Old Briar-patch. He's probably taking my place there.’ Then, very carefully, Peter visited one after the other the different en- trances to the dear Old Briar-patch. He was looking for signs of the stranger. But the only signs he found were the signs of little Mrs. Peter, and finally Peter had to go back to the Old Pasture no wiser than he had been before. (Copyright. 1037.) MIND And How to Keep It Fit BY PROF. JOSEPH JASTROW. Mind Cankers and Mind Cureés. Every one knows somebody who is a walking exhibit of a wonderful mind-cure or faith-cure. Faith will move mountains; but it will alfo raise molehills into mountains on what to the rest of us looks like level ground. For the same mechanism is respon- sible for creating the canker and causing the cure. Here is one of ihe hundred cases: Until he was 36, B. was a well man, engaged in routine office work. He then had some digestive trouble, was occasionally sick, and had an jtching rash. Like many another patient he tried to be his own doctor. He read advertisements and remedies, and pored over me books. He de- cided that he a rare form of blood - poisoning, for no doctor could give it a name. He concluded that at some time he must have swallowed an infected blood clot. A long period Ip him. He gave up ed his time to h. bodily troubles. hospital to another. a doctor, wearied with all his com- plaining, covered him with sulphur ointment, which set up a rash. Then Dr. Bridger of Edinburgh, SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. At one of them Drandpa say., “Nebber let time get ehead ob ver.” But when I had’ most yun myself to death, 1 'membered hearin'—"Time an’ tide waits fer no man!” Well, heck! ’at let's me out! (Copyright, 1027.) He went from one | who tells the story, hit upon a device that worked. The blood clot notion couldn’t be dislodged. But a written opinion that he could be cured satis- fied the patient. He was put to work on an outdoor job, was given some injections of arsenic, which impressed him with the fact that the case was being regarded seriously, and pyom- ised to avoid medical books and doc- tors, including Dr, Bridger, for six months. B. is a well man, and the blood clot is out of his mental eys- tem. But B. insists that he never would have recovered without that precious written opinion and promise. There was something out of kilter with B., undoubtedly; there usually is. But his disorder was magnified from molehill to mountain by the firm be- lief in the blood clot. That belief or faith created the mountain, and the like belief or faith or confidence in Dr. Bridger’s statement, with the help of time and a rational treatment, re- moved it. The patient had read and talked himself into his state of sick- ness, and the doctor chose the same method of leading him out of it. In an older day the doctor wouldn't have shown the patient what was on the paper, but would have told him that it had power to cure if he wore it around his neck for six months. In each case the charm worked through the same mechanism; each was suited to the mind of the patient. It would be wrong to give the im- pression that all cases of canker and cure are as clean-cut as this, or all of the same kind. In most cases there is a worrying suspicion or a haunting dread of something seriously wrong to account for so profound a sense of ill- ness, misery and incapacity. If there has been previous fiiness or opera- tion, there may be fear of a return or further development of the trouble. A vague dread is more common than a fixed belief; or, convinced of the falsity of one explanation, the sufferer turns to another; or, fairly free from the insistent bogey for a period, the oppressor returns in full force. Cast- ing out mind devils is usually a slow process. The extreme attention to self focused on disease symptoms magnifies them. The cure consists in getting the patient to see things in their true perspective. If the habit is broken rather sharply by a bold, right-about turn, there is another wonderful mind cure added to the records. There is no magic in it: and it takes a wise doctor to know when he can afford to resort to tricks. It is safer to redirect than to try to outwit disordered nerves. (Covyright, 1927.) — The Year's Leading Sports. ¥rom the Boston Herald. Renaming mountains and conduct- ing_beauty contests ra’ among the leading sports of 1927, & THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. €. MONDAY, OCTOBER 17, 1 09 WHEN A FELLER NEEDS A FRIE! Tou CERTNLY GoT A PuNcH ribnT WD 132 NV TRIBUNE INE: —By BRIGGS. The Sidewalks of Washington BY THORNTON FISHER Now that_officlal Washington is being greased and geared for the com- ing season, and with the executive mansion open once again, there are hundreds of transient footprints in the long crimson runner of the base- ment_corridor. The White House offices, too, have resumed their many-sided function: depending, of course, upon the visito point of view and purpose for enter- ing the ante-chambers of the Presi- dent’s workshop. The great opalescent chandellers in the historlc east room sparkle and dance to the soft fllumination within. Rejuvenation is everywhere. Even the White House police are as spic as the magnificent simplicity of the awelling they guard. * K Xk X A gentleman considerably concealed behind a pair of horn-rimmed spec- tacles approached your correspondent in the White House offices and deter- minedly expressed the wish to see the President. In fact, he possessed an imposing sort of aggressiveness. “I have just arrived from Europe,” said he, “and I came right down to see Mr. Coolidge!” Oh, perhaps a diplo- mat! No. “I have been abroad with my family for X months,” continu- ed the horn-rim- med_gentleman, “and I want to tel him that this coun- try is good enough for me. You've got to have a cast-iron stomach to stand for what passes for food over there. No water in Europe either—no, 1 mean rain water—for weeks, Hotels terrible, transportaton worse, and I'm going home to California. Ever been to_the sun-kissed valleys of—-—?" ‘We immediately said “yes” and di- T WANT TO TELL HIF THAT THS COUNTRY| verted him. “Which door does the President leave by?” the stranger in- quired. “I would like to tell him what 1 think of our own land.” He was serious. It was suggested that he see a Congressman and obtain a card, and thus he might gain an audience an1 state his patriotic admiraton for the United States of America. “Well, are there any around here, say, within a couple of blocks, because the family and I are leaving for Call- fornia—now there is the climate. Our mean temperature last year was—any- way, I'll have to come down here some other time.” And one of us was left standing ! alone. * X ok X It is 10:30 in the morning and a o ington It Possi- stered about the aits of former “First Ladies.” Suddenly from the east door three figure emerge and stride rather rapidly toward door at the far end of the hall There is no mi taking the iden- tity of the central walker. His com- panions, secret service men, are carrying their hats, but there is a gray fedora on the Presi- dent's head. A ! lady standing before the portrait of Mrs. Theodore Roosevelt exclaims in an awed whis- per, “Minnie, it's him!" and drops her purse. “George, it’s the President!” whispers a large lady to her h band. It must have been her h band, for he replied wearily, “Oh, be yourself. You're seein’ things!” In a twinkling the trio disappeared. The President unconsciously had stop- ped the show. Still there is more. OUR CHILDREN By Angelo Patri 3 Why? Betty had arrived at the whying stage. To every situation, fit or unfit, Betty responded with “Why?” It had almost become a reflex, like her breathing and winking. Patiently her mother answered each why. “Betty, put on your rubbers.” “Why " “Because the path is muddy.” “Betty, come in now.” “Why, mother?” “Because it is time.” “Betty, come in out of the rain.” “Why “Because it is not godéd for you to get wet through, and you will be if you don’t come in now.” “Why? “There is no why about it. is so. Come in.” One day Aunt Kitty came to visit and Betty followed her about like her shadow. At each step Betty asked “Why?" Why do you do that and why is it like that, and why, why, why? Sometimes Aunt Kitty an- swered the whys and sometimes she didn’t. Her breath was short and, besides, she didn't always know the answer. Silence saved a lot of trouble. The two, were together in the gar- den. Aunt Kitty was setting stones about a bit of rock gardening and Betty was eagerly following each move. Aunt Kitty lifted a nice, flat stone off the wall and instantly there darted out an angry little thing, mounted on two wings and a golden body, sousding a call to war, “Run, Betty, run!” shieked Aunt Kitty, getting between her and the nest that was boiling with anger. ‘There was something in Aunt Kitty’s voice that set Betty’s legs in motion, but over her shouler came, “Why? Why, Aunt Kitty? Why?" “There now, we're safe. You're all right, Betty. When anybody tells you to run, you run and asks ques- tions afterward. “Why? 1 mean, Aunt Kitty, why did you make me run?”’ “Because I took the lid off a hornets’ nest, and hornets sting terribly. If they got on you they’d make you pretty sick, I tell you. When you see them rising, run.” After that Betty wanted to know why hornets stung you. Why they thought you wanted to hurt them if you didn’t? Why they weren't gentle, like birds, who built nests, too? Aunt Kitty answered as well as she could and tried to shift her attention to something to do. “Well, maybe you are right to an- swer her. She ran all right today Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN. It just “That closet there is where my air gun is locked up since it went off when I wasn't thinkin’ and hit papa’s ..': ¢Copyright, 1927.) when T shouted to her. But she does twist your brains trying to Keep up to her why,” said Aunt Kitty. Answer as long as your strength {and patience will hold out. The whys | don’t last more than a couple of years. They are very trying and one has to face them. No Scenes. Rudie was a delicate hoy. His nerves were very unreliable and often played tricks on him that made him feel perfectly miserable. If he be- gan laughing he couldn’t stop before he cried. If he began crying, and he often did that without any reason that one could see, he couldn’t stop wit" cut help. One had to keep a soft pedal on him most of the time. His mother took him away to the country. “I'm going to turn hin loose and see what that will do fo: him. I'm going to let him play in the open air all day. He can swim in the lake a littl> and play on the beach. He ought to be able to take short hikes. for his nerves.” Rudie was delighted. Here was a place where there was no school, no- body to say, “Hush, walk on your toes, your grandfather is sleeping.” No grim-faced janitor stood at the doorway watching to see if you ran down the long hall. It looked pretty good to the fidgeity youngster. You see he was 11 going on 12 and so fussy. Two middle-aged ladies came to live at the farm. They were very cor- rect ladies, never forgettiny to say “excuse me,” “please pass the bread,” “may I trouble you,” and things like that. Little boys, gangling little boys who fidgeted and fussed and talked at meals and giggled a lot at awkward times, were something they didn’t like. teense the moment they appeared. Mother grew nervous. “Now listen, Rudle. Remember to be very polite at table and don't talk with your mouth full. Just be still until after- ward and then you can g0 to the meadow and play. Rudie looked apprehensive. Was the serpent of caution to enter his Eden of freedom? Life was full of such serpents for him. He sighed and sat down to his lunch, He tried to be still. The harder he tried the more he wanted not to be still. His mother excused him early and he ran down to the meadow and began throwing green apples at anything he saw, fence posts and stumps. The two nice ladies came along the path. He hit the fat one right between the shoulders. ~ She jumped and said, “What's this? What do you mean by hitting me with an apple? Where is your mother?” Mother appeared like magle. “I'm so sorry. Please excuse him. I know he didn’t mean to hurt you.” “Well, he did, whether he meant to or not. I think it would be well for him to apologize to me for his rude- ness. Until he does 1 hope he will not speak to me,” and the stout lady and her friend sailed down the path to the lake. “Rudie, you must apologize to the “I will not. I will not. I didn’t do anything to her. I never saw her. She got in the way of my apple. I won't apologize.” Mother argued and Rudie stormed hl.usclf into hysterics. The doctor had to come. The lady at the farm s;l‘ld she couldn’t keep a child like that. If the stout lady had sald, with a good-natured grin, “Take a shot at another target. You make dents in me,” Rudie would have laughed and entered a new phase of growth, a new and a strong one. Scenes never help, They are dan- gerous., Apologles are stupid. Give the nervous cl a chance, ‘We'll see what that will do ‘The atmosphere hecame’ MOTHERS AND THEIR CHILDREN. A Simple Game. One Mother Says: Here is a competitive game for re- laxation which my children enjoy very much. We have a piece of rubber hose of the size used on the bath spray. To start the game, this piece of hose about 15 inches long is filled with dried peas (any similar round objects would do). A cork inserted in one end allows the tube to be filled. The first child then takes the hose and tries to tip it just enough to al- low one pea to drop into a bowl. If more than 1 drops he loses his turn. Each single pea counts 10 points toward a game of 100. (Copyright, 1027.) - Savory Cabbage. Wash and trim a cabbage and cut it into quarters. Cut these into fine cross slices and wash again. Put them in a pan with a pint of stock or gravy and boil until half cooked, or for about 10 minutes. Remove from the fire, add two ounces of chopped cooked ham, one minced onion, a pinch of saffron and a pinch each of cayenne and salt. Return to the fire and simmer until the cab- bage is soft. If it becomes too dry, add a little milk or coconut water. Serve in a fireproof dish. To make coconut water, pour a gill of boils ing water over two ounces of desi- cated coconut, let it stand for 20 minutes, strain and use. (12s in the flour) Tecomakesdifferent, better pancakes —light, tender, tempting, and with that delicious special Teco Flavor. Add only cold water TECO THE BETTER PANCAKE FLOUR Home-made Supply of Fine Cough Syrup ade cough syrups ily prepared. If you combined the valuable’ roperties of every known “ready-made” cough remedy, you probably could not get as much real healing power as there is in this simple lmme-mud-.couzh Ssyrup. Get from any druggist 2% ounces of Pinex, pour it into a pint bottle and fill the bottle with plain granu- lated sugar syrup or clarified honey. The result is a full pint of really better cough syrup than you could buy ready-made for three times the Tastes pleasant and never "This Pinex and Syrup prepara- tion gets right at the cause of a cough and gives almost immediate relief. It loosens the phlegm, stoEs the throat tickle and heals the sore, irritated membranes so gent- ly and easily that it is really as- tonishing ) A day’s use will usually over- come the ordinavy cough and it is splendid for bronck and bronchial asthma. Pinex is a most valuable concen- trated compound of genuine Nor- way pine extract and palatable guniacol, which has been used for generations to break up severe coughs. " To avoid disappointment ask your druggist for “2% ounces of Pinex” with directions. z¥ Guaranteed to give absolute, satisfaction or money re- Everyday Law Cases Will_ Altering the .Name of Payee Invalidate Note? BY THE COUNSELLOR. In order to raise money for an im- mediate purchase, the directors of the Roger Fruit Co. indorsed a note sign- ed by the zorporation and drawn to | the order of the County National Bank, They instructed their secre- tary to present the note at the bank for discount. The secretary presented the mnote, but the bank refused to discount it. Instead of destroying the note, the secretary, desiring to help his uncle, who had @ large open account against the fruit company, erased the name of County National Bank and substi- tuted therefor the name of his uncle, and sent it to him to be applied on account of his claim. Upon receipt of the note, the uncle discounted it at his bank, and upon maturity, the bank made a demand upon the directors of the fruit com: pany for payment. The directors were surprised to learn of the exist- ence of the note and refused to pay, contending that the note was invalid because of the unauthorized altera- tion of the name of the payee thereon. The bank insisted on payment, claim- ing that they were innocent holders for value, and that the alteration was not such a material change as would invalidate the note, as it had been used to pay a valid existing debt. The court declared the note void, stating: “The negotiable Instruments act provides that if a negotiable instru- ment is materially altered without the consent of all parties thereon, it is vold. This was a material alteration, as the parties signed the note to ralse money and would not have con- sented to its being issued to pay an existing debt.” AILY DIET RECIPE Vegetable Marrow. Vegetable marrow, 1% pounds. Olive ofl, % cup. Salt, 1 teaspoon. SERVES SIX PORTIONS. Peel the vegetable marrow or Ital- ian squash. Cut in one-third-inch slices. Fry In the olive oil (salad oil, butter or other fat could be substi- tuted) until golden brown. Sprinkle with salt and serve hot. DIET NOT! Vegetable marrow contains fiber, minerals and vitamins, Useful in la ative diet. People'who wish to reduce should not eat fried foods. . Mock Crab. Butter a baking dish and grate into it one-fourth pound of cheese. one egg and add four tablespoonfuls of milk, two tablespoonfuls of vinegar and salt and pepper to taste. Pour over hot cheese sauce and bake until the mixture is of the consistency of cream. Serve at once and spread on very hot buttered toast. To make the sauce, melt two tablespoonfuls of but- | ter, add two tablespoonfuls of flour | and one and one-half cupfuls of milk. and stir until boiling. Add a cupful of grated cheese, one-half! a table- spoonful of salt and a dash of pepper. Pickled Calf’s Feet. Place in three quarts of cold water three calf's feet and some carrots, cabbage, celery and turnips and some salt to season. Boil until the feet are quite soft. Cut up the feet and one- half a pound of boiled ham into small pieces. Strain the broth and while still warm add the juice of a lemon and some meat extract and mix the meat with this. Grease a dish with olive oil and pour all into it. When cold, turn into another dish and gar- nish with slices of boiled egg, beets Beat | FEATURES. WHY WE DO BY DR. MEHR. Why did Lindbergh capture the heart of the world? Why do you ride in the roller coaster and a score of other devices designed to scramble vour insides and scare you out of a year's growth? Why do you read tales of hair-raising adventures and go to see dare-devil stunts? Why do you speed in a highpowered car at the sk of your own life when (better say because’) you are riding for pleas- ure? Why are the dangerous games and sports more attractive? Why does the Nation go wild over a prize fight? Thrills! We all want thrills. Without thrills life is a tame affair. We live for the thrilling moments of life; we endure the rest. We judge the value of an experience largely by the amount of “kick” we get out of it. Two young fellows of wealthy and cultured fam- ilies confessed in court that they com- mitted even murder for a thrill. But why? There must be a psy- chological and biological basis for so Your Teeth. e such a high ars or so that there s practically an excuse for bad or ugly teeth. There are clinies for poor people in every city where treatment is either entirely free or where a very small sum is charged. There are also health centers which are partially supported, so that while treatments are paid for the cost is never very great. 1f there are ugly teeth in the front of the mouth they should be stralght- ened, or, If they are hopeless, they should come out and better ones take their place. Your teeth must add to your attractiveness. If they are ugly they will only make your smile gro- tesque, a quality that adds charm to the smile of a small boy, but not to that of a grown woman, If your dentist cleans your teeth properly, getting well up to the edge of the gum so that all the tartar is scraped off, vou will probably escape a rather devastating disease called pyor- If he is casual about the clean- ing so that the tartar goes on collect- ing, it will form little pockets of pus under the gum and the gum will k, and when the gum has shrunk iently the teeth will loosen and art in the and pickles. Heat in the oven- Ohne out of I BEAUTY CHATS WHAT WE D . K. THOMSON. widespread and fundamental a drive to action. There is. Before the dawn of civilization our ancestors lived for many centuries under the most thrill- ing conditions, not knowing what mo- ment an enemy, man or beast, might furnish excitement. To kill and to be killed was the chief occupation and pastime of every man. We have inherited a nervous system which craves thrills because it fis organized for that type of expression. The veneer of civilization, with its safe- guards and restrictions, has increased rather than lessened the desire for thrilling experiences. If some re- former is shocked by our mad thirst for thrills he will do hetter to look at himself. He would see that he is getting his quota of thrills by his very crusade against thrills. The difference is merely in the means of expression. No man can live without | thrills. To every normal human being the thrilling experience is real life. (Copvright. 19271 BY EDNA KENT FORBES | drop out. Nome of this need happen | normally 1f you go every six months for cleaning, and every three months it you suspect trouble. The teeth should be cleaned after , breakfast and the last thing at night. If you have had any trouble clean between your teeth with dental floss or a quili toothpick so that food can- not ferment in the small spaces be- | tween the teeth. An antiseptic mouth wash is necessary twice a day There are at least a hundred good kinds on the market, but if pyorrhea has al- ready set in, go to a dentist once in three months and use your quill pick after meals and before the antiseptic mouth rinse. Spuds—You should not weigh less than the 120 pounds, with your height of 5 feet 6 inches, even though you are but 17 years of age. L. P.—Now that it is cooler weather, you can add to your weight by taking olive oil, and when the Winter months arrive you can gain faster if you take cod liver oil. A pleasant way to take the olive oil is with grape juice, mak- ing the amount a tablespoon of each, three times a day. Miss 1. Mc G.—Try witch-hazel on the marks left from pimples. If that does not bleach them try peroxide every few days. Warmth comes from within SHREDDED 120z in Each Standard e Keeps off chills by giving health Packed with calories and nutrition serve with hot milk every 4 steps he takes - - . One-fourth of all the energy a growing child expends is supplied by bread. No wonder careful mothers select the very best bread they can buy for their children! When you buy Corby’s Mother’s Bread you get a loaf especially rich in the food elements bread should supply. Approved by dietitians as well as parents, it is giving funded. The_ Pinex Co., % Ft. Wayne, Ind. thousands of children today the extra energy childhood demands, Serve this loaf to your own family. Corby’s Mother’s Bread is not only more nourishing —you will find it more delicious, as well. It comes to your grocer fresh from the sunny Corby Bakery after each baking. CORBY'S OTHER'S -

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