Evening Star Newspaper, September 2, 1930, Page 27

wWOM AN’S PAGE. . NOTED TIGHTWADS Turner Paid Trifling Bills With Valuable Sketches Rather end Cash. Than Sp BY ‘Turner, the great British painter, so disliked to part with hard cash that le would go to great lengihg to avold do- ing s0. He asked and received big prices for 15 works but he votld pay for trifling es with valuable sketches or draw- ner than dig down in his pocket, After a day of sketching on the Thames he asked his boatman the cost. The man stated the price, whereupo; ught hard. Finally he said ou this sketch instead.” It his best sea sketches. The ted and later sold it for a e. The rainter owed the keeper of an ele heuse four or five pounds. He liquidated the debt with a drawing of great value. Socme time afterward it brought many times the amount of the debt Habits of money saving wi into Turner by his barber-father, whom he used to say: “Dad never praised m: for anything but saving a h:*foeany He became a determined money maker after an early disap- e instilled pc’ iment in love, which cost him his faith in women made him a confirmed bachelor, and to a certain extent a mis- anthrope. Whether he would have been so de- woted to his art if it had not earned him large rewards it is hard to tell. A Tather unpleasant story, showing him in the act of subcumbing to the lure of GLASS. Igold, is told. This was in the days when he had no need of money. A wealthy manufacturer of Birming- ham, a Mr. Gillett, went to Turner's | disreputable looking house in London,| here visitors were persistently refused admission, determined to get it at any cost. When the painter's housekeeper, | a dirty-faced old woman. tried to shut the door in his face, Glllott thrust his way past her and hurried upstairs to the gallery. Turner confronted him in a rage. Gillott introuced himcelf suavely and | | stated that he had come to buy some | pictures. “Don't want to sell,” growled Turr To w' 'ch his visitor calmly rejoined | “Have you ever seen any of our Bir | mingham pictures, rner?” “Never 'eard of ‘em.” said the master. Gillott drew from his pocket a thin | bundle of banknotes of large denomina- | tion—five thousand pounds’ worth. | “Mere paper.” observed Turner. | _Gillott waved his hand toward the | “Butlding of Carthage” and other paint- ings. | . "“To be bartered for mere canvas,” was his rejoinder. When Gillott departed he had 5,000 pounds’ worth of pictures in his cab. The painter died wealthy. He had saved & great sum, which he bequeathed ':g:lsgm establishment of a charity for (Copyright, 1930.) NATURE IN AUTUMN BY D. C. Leaves and Insects. 'VEN before the long, dry Summer had departed, the coming on of Autumn _was foretold in a hundred signs. The leaves from the drought- stricken trees had long ago turned yel- low—the very color and flag of drought. First to fall are catalpa leaves in the city streets—soft tropic trees that leaf out reluctantly in Spring, fall early in Autumn or even in Summer. By the farm door the shellbark hickory leaves twirl down, a parched Tuin; the poplar in the suburban gar- den throws down its round, gold foli- age like 50 many coins of an issue out- worn, invalid, called in, as the Treas- ury would say, to the great bank of Mother Earth. The grass, too, is yel- lowed or browned, and the panting rabbit, even he the soft-footed one, makes a rustling sound as he lopes through the desolate blades and culms of the sedges around the dried pon So the fading hues of Autumn have shown themselves already. Less desolate, the .insects raise shrill cry; the grasshoppers and all their tribe whirr in the meadow grass, and the crickets, weaving a threnody for Summer, saw out their tiny lay in the secret runways. Now herons, medi- tating on departure, have come so close to farm and town in search of water that, even on the high roads, a Eaastnx car“may startle up a wading ird and send him, with a musical, me- winging in ruffled ‘dignity, , for the nearest tree grove. Birds everywhere are making ready for departure, The spotted sandpipers, which always migrate in September, will hasten away discouraged in this the dreadful year of no rain; the hum- ming birds, the king birds and the crested flycatchers, who have the dis. tant tropics to attain, must wait ng longer. We shall not, soon, have with: us the cliff swallow, the barn swallow, the martin or the tree swallow, and in & few days the first vireos will gather for ‘the Southward flight, and the orioles, too, must be on their way. Blooming of the Asters. Not drought, not disaster, not war, death or famine, or come what may. will prevent the blooming of the aster flowers. They trail, a poet has said, “like smoke upon the hills,” but what a Jovely smoke—the smoke, sure! the violet, bitter breath of vanished In-| dian campfires. They always seem to me, with all the rest of Autumn, pecullarly the red man's. All of our ‘Western continent, our ruddy, sunset continent, was once the Indian’s happy hunting ground. The corn, the pump- kin, the scarlet of sumac leaves, the haze of Indian Summer, the goldenrod 1‘1’1’: aster—all things of Autumn are The asters of our flora are 25 in number. They come in shades of purple, lilac, bright blue, pale blue, white, white flushed with rose, bright rose and every shade but yello: ‘They grow as low as half a foot in height; they mount at times to 10, where aster puniceus flowers in the swamps. A common, little fellow of dry fields and hillsides has the tiny leaves, the wiry stems of heather and its flowers are white and starry. The white wood aster is a nymph worth a long ramble and many burs to capture, with her aristocratic, long petals and her eyes of gold and brown. Rarest of all, and much the finest, with great heads of iant purple flowers, is the New Eng- land aster. Old country people call the aster “farewell Summer.” When it blooms are done; the hot moons the crickets have not long to live and sing; sunsets come earlier; they are somber, murky; they are the pyre of the Midsummer treasures; they are old battle flags of the scorching Now “Undy” Tints Last for Months NEW INSTANT RIT makes it easy to get smartest, daintiest Parisian shades which last through many extra washings. Keeps underthings fresh and new-looking for months. Exclusive German formula makes colors penetrate to every fiber of the material instead of merely tinting sur- faces. 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The last of the flowers, gentian, witchhazel, aster, golden aster and goldenrod, sneezeweed, false fox glove, stoneroot, fly orchis, sedum and grass- of-parnassus, blazing star and Joey-pye weed, boneset and snakeroot and mist flower—what is undreamed of in our philosophy that graciously they with- hold till the days shorten, the nights lengthen and hold the hint of coming frost, and woods turn drear and birds depart? ‘Then boldly do they blossom, and | none bolder than that clan of plants that botanists call Eupatorium. The Latin name, I think, commemorates Eupator Mithridates, who used these plants in medicine, but whether he was & king, a mighty doctor or a quack I cannot say. I only know that in the marshy glaces the great, rugged stems and leaves of the “boneset” rise, topped with balls of silver-gray flowers, though I suggest you do not rely upon them for a broken tibia. Of the same tribe (and there are 14 members in the flora round about the District) is Joe-pye weed (whoever Joe-pye may have been), and of all the flowers that run to shades of mauve his weed is tallest, brightest, most fragrant. Common everywhere these days is still another species, called the mist flower, and it looks (and almost is) the same as garden ageratum, though it is wild. It has the same misty lilac heads, the same powdery odor. Such are some of the goodly species. But there is one, like an ageratum, but white and taller, which every one should know. This is the white snakeroot, which is the wicked author.of the disease called by country folk “milk sick.” Of this disease the mother of Abraham Lincoln died. Every year hundreds of people die of it after drink- ing milk from cows that have eaten it. | The effects, quite superficially, are like those of poieoning by lead. For this Teason country people often assure me that the plant grows where there is lead in the ground. Above all, in years of drought, when other herbage fails, cattle seek the shady | woods where snakeroot grows and devour it in their blind hunger, e N Cabbage With Cheese. Remov the heart and outer leaves from a small cabbage. Cook until ten- der in boiling salted water. Drain, Fill the center with cheese sauce. Sprinkle with butter.d bread crumbs and brown in the oven. Cheese Sauce.-—Cook one cupful of milk with two tablespoonfuls of flour in a double boiler until smooth and slightly Ithick. Season with salt and pepper. |and just before serving add one “ful | of grated cheese and cook until the cheese is melted. sauce may also ! be served on fish or vegetables, toasted | crackers or bread. | | Salmon Force-Meat. | One cup canned salmon, one cup milk, one cup bread or cracker crumbs, | four tablespoonfuls cream, four table- | spoonfuls butter, two eggs, one tea- ;smonful salt and one-eighth teas] | ful pepper. Combine the flaked salmon, | bread and milk. Add slightly beaten eggs, cream, seasoning and melted but- ter. Pour into buttered baking dish, Place in a pan or hot water, baking until firm in a moderate oven. \ | Turner broke into a smile. | “You're a rum fellow,” he said. WHITE RIT—Color Remaver (Harmiess as Boiling Water) Any color, even black, completely removed from all materiais by WHITE RIT (color takes vrm‘-‘:an._n- Parplestion, iteness. | THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON JOLLY POLLY A Lemlfi Englis| BY JOSEPH J. PRISCH. Gives Advil TOM, DICK AND HARRY WERE DISCUSSING BIOLOGY. TOM SAID, * STUDENTS OF THIS SUBJECT MAY BE INTERESTED TO LEARN THAT WALL STREET - MAKES MONWKEYS OF LAMBS! Impy, the black Chipmunk, was just completing his bed room when he was startled by the sound of some one in his long hall. He stopped to listen. “Some one is coming,” thought Impy. h, dear, who can it be? I hope it isn’t an enemy. For, if it is, I am caught. There is no way for me to escape. Oh, dear; oh, dear, I wish I had a back door!” And then Impy experienced great re- lief. His nose brought him that relief. You see, his nose picked up the scent of the one who was coming down that long hall. Impy knew it was his father, Striped Chipmunk. Sure enough, a second later Striped Chipmunk ap- peared in the little bed room. “So,” said Striped Chipmunk, “you C. S—Some writers omit the comma | have seen all of the Great World you before the “and” connecting the last two | want to see and are settling down.” members of & series, as, “Tamhg‘c“ and "Y;-n‘i :D}!’Ed Impy. “But how did Harry,” but the majority use the comma | you e? < bef&:xye the “and” as, “Tom, Dick, and | “Oh,” replied Striped Chipmunk, “I » “Bring me a hammer, a chisel, | had an idea you wouldn’t go very far, a saw, and some nails.” | and so this morning as I had nothing Jolly Polly will gladly answer your | else in particular to do I thought I questions on Teceipt of a return| would look you up. You came farther envelo] | than I thought you would, and I might BEDTIME STORIES D. C, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1930. By Thornton W. Burgess. e g0 will be inside this hollow log. I am talking about Shadow the Wk:'nseL It you should have your entrance here :{,‘,fl :l'é-dlow -;lhould come to examine not have found you but that I remem- 1%, he naturally would find bered the pile of stones outside. You ¢ see, I have been over here before. When I found the pile of stones it didn't take me I to find the entrance to your home%! pile of sand out there gives it away. If Shadow the Weasel should come along you wouldn't have a chance in the world. He would find that entrance right away and follow you in here. If you will take myad- vice you will have a carefully hidden entrance with no telltale sand around it. "Tha what I am planning,” said Impy. f you'll come outside I'll show you where my entrance is to be.” So they went outside and Impy took Striped Chipmunk over to a hollow log in which was a knothole on the lower side. “Ther said Impy, with some pride, “is where my entrance is goii to be. What do you think of that? Striped Chipmunk shook his head. “It won't do,” said he. “Why won't it do?” demanded Impy, looking very much surprised. “Because it would be found right away,” replied Striped Chipmunk. “Who would find it right away, I'd like to know!" eried Impy. 3 “What I mean is,” explained Striped Chipmunk, “that, if a certain one of your enemies should come looking for you he would find it right away. He 4 ¢ - X SO THEY WENT OUTSIDE. that opening right away. It was very clever of you, Impy, to think of this thing, but it won't do. You must look around for some other place.” “Where would you make it if you were in my place?” inquired Impy. “That’s a question I'm not going to answer,” replied Striped Chipmunk. “You must find a place for yourself. | FEATURES. a telltal M‘;l.ele“ e t, see that it s where no one is likely to look for it. One of the safest doorways I ever had was right out in open where any one could see it, no one did see it because no one thought of looking for it there. One more . Get that entrance right away. Don't waste any time. You will then have a way of escape from any one who enters the (Copyright, 1930.) Orange Custard Pie. Beat three eggs slightly, add one cupfub of sugar, three cupfuls of hot milk and two tablespoonfuls of orange extract. Line a nine-inch pie plate with pastry. Fill with the custard and bake until a knife insefted comes out clean. When the pie is baked and as soon as you take it from the oven, grate the rind of one orange over the top and sprinkle with two tablespoon- fuls of preserved ginger cut fine. Set back in the oven for two minutes. . Quick Soup. ‘To one pound of hamburg steak fried brown and two onions fried, add two quarts of water, two medium sized car- rots, two cupfuls of shredded cabbage, half a cupful of macaroni broken fine, half a cupful of stewed tomatoes and two medium sized potatoes. Cook until the vegetables are tender. School aren’t so bad— Wait till I tell my Muvver us spellin’-down bee at school an’ I was first feller down! (Copyright, SAVE MONKEY .. bt not at the expense of Food Quality A talk to 10,000,000 American consumers of margarine who are allowed to spend their MONEY but not to know the FACTS ONB of the higgest compliments the producers of Nucoa ever had was when they were once accused of making a “snob” margarine. A margarine could be sold for 5 cents a pound less than Nucoa. 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