Evening Star Newspaper, September 26, 1930, Page 38

WOMAN'S PAGE Doubt That Destroys Happiness BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER. Doubt is an element that must not be entertained in a home if happiness is to abide there. It is an insidious ent whose function is to_under- mine whatever it touches. once attitude toward work. It makes one feel lmdegunw to attempt any under- taking. [t declares inability, when and when courage goes, life seems fili- cope with. For this reason parents shou'd be very wary of letting any child doubt his ability to do things. Encour- age him to try. He may succeed. If he feels your lack of faith in him, he will be more easlly discouraged, and this is the precurser of failure. Since doubt is the enemy of happi- ness in family relations, the foe of am- bition, the destroyer of courage and the opponent of work, it is a baleful element, and needs to be drowned. Its greatest enemy is faith. This is the constructive element. Where it is faith in yourself, in your attitude to- ward thi of your household, toward your frfends. Have faith in your ciildren,j and help them to have faith in the ves. Have faith in their ability fo succeed, and this will strengthen their determiration to suc- ceed. Refuse to allow them to say NI ean't” terms. “1 can” is representative of faith and courage. It is these elements that will help us win life's battles. Your Baby gnd Mine BY MYRTLE MEYER ELDRED. All of us long for the impossible. If we could choose our tacial character- isties we would all have short, tip- tilted noses, enormous eyes and dimples. My own round-facsd daughter pines for a long face with high cheekbones. When mothers have ceased to sigh for the moon for themselves, they want miracles for their children. Imagine letting this be a worry when there are so many real ones in the world! A worried mother writes me: “I see where you help others and I would be obliged if you helped me. My baby daughter is 2 years old and 9~26~30 DOUBT IS UNDERMINING TO A s,mORKN'B ATTITUDE TOWARD 'ORK. doubt comes between' man and wife, trouble is brewing. If childre: n are doubted they lose faith in themselves, and their power to succeed or to over- | beca: come obstacles is weakened. If chil- dren doubt, they look on life with im- paired vision, and find flaws in parents, in other members of the family and in their friends. Doubt is undermining to a person’s DAILY DIET RECIPE TURNIPS A LA POULETTE. ‘Turnip cubes, three cups. Boiling salted water, two cups. Butter, three tablespoonfuls. Flour, two tablespoonfuls. Hot milk, one cupful. Salt, one-half teaspoonful. Lemon juice, one tablespoonful. Raw egg yolk, one. SERVES § OR 6 PORTIONS. Cook turnip cubes (white or yellow) in boiling salted water. ‘When tender dra:: well. Make a juie d -half teas] ul of salt. Add one: spoont! = = turnip cubes, whic thoroughly drained.. Just before seMn“ g add raw egg yolk, beaten well. DIET NOTE. Recipe furnishes some starch, flour, fiber. Lime, iro: A, B and C present. given to children 10 years and over if paprika were omitted. Can be eaten by normal adults of built proportionately. Her hair will not grow. I have tried not washing it fog several days and this hasn't helped. She has never had her hair cut but I have trimmed it. to see her hair in grows darker every day. Would -you think it safe to usc something on it? ‘When mothers ask me, “If I brush the baby's hair the wrong way when it is wet, will if then again, “My baby's hair is curly. If I have it cut will the curl leave it?” I can only say that if curly hair could be encouraged by any such methods, there wouldn‘t be a straight-haired adult, and if curly hair would be lost because of cutting there wouldn't be & curly-haired man. Of course, we know that nothing like this happens. If a child has straight hair it remains straight; if it is curly, ditto. The shape of the hair shaft itself is what makes curly or straight hair, for we know that even thin flat sliver of wood will curl, while a round tube of any kind re- sists every effort to make it stay curled. the inge the hair shaft pressed flat by heat. As soon as the new round-cylindered hair grows in it is just as straight as it ever was. In this case “permanent” means for one season. My suggestion is to make the best of whatever type of hair baby has ip~ herited. Whether straight or curly, blond, red or black it is lttxlcuvec it ut is temporarily wash it ¢ suds, water squeeze the juice of a lemon. This will give it the bright glints you desire, if you dry it in the sun. The thickness and health of the hair are definitely affected by the child’s diet. Any part of the body is only superficially improved by being treated directly; but the Menu for —_— Golden Sundae. Put in a saucepan half a cupful of orange juice, one tablespoonful of lemon juice, three-fourths cupful of sugar, and a little salt, and boil for five minutes. Cool and add the pulp of one orange cut into small pieces, one tablespoonful of maraschino cherries cut up, and one tablespoonful average or under weight. Sooner of maraschino sirup. Serve over vanilla | ice cream. or later, a cigarette is judged on taste alone ability may be present. It saps courage | ed with problems one is unfitted to| ‘This s one of doubt's! I would just- love | curls. Her hair | t curl in time?” and | THE EVENING SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. present, doubt is ousted. So encourage Here comes the party!!! Does my | eves receive me, or is Daddy bringin' a | ice cream breezer to our house warmin'? (Copyright, 1930.) A Sermon for Today BY REV. JOHN R. GUNN. | Beyond Ordinary Day's Work. | “They shall behold a land of far | distances.”—Is., xxxiii,17. There is a land of near distances— the land where we trudge along the small and routine round of our daily work. But there is also “a land of far | distances”—the land where we may find interests other than those that belong to the day's work, and where we may put into action powers other than those required to perform our dally tasks. If we would live a balanced life, we must take account of both these lands. While not neglecting the duties and obliga- tions that come within the one, we must not ignore the privileges and pleasures to which the other invites us. To do so is to miss much of the flavor and fragrance of life. Man was made for wider and more varied interests than can be found in the narrow sphere of the office, the shop, the store. We should so order our lives that there shall be respites. from the daily grind of tol when thought shall be set free to explore other fields; when the faculties of emo- tion and imagination shall be let loose to range in higher realms; when the sould shall go forth into the “land of far distances” and respond to the beauty and music of the world, He who neglects to do this will thereby permit parts of his brain to become at- rophied by disuse, thus dwarfing his nature. *This will be the inevitable ex- perience of \he man in the office, whose horizon is fixed by its walls; of the man {in the factory, who knows only the thoughts of the factory: of the man in thg laboratory, who knows only the {pursuits of the laboratory, and of every man who shuts himself up to any one area of thought and action. It is, of course, essential to the high- est life that we shall ve faithful and diligent in the commonplace task. But if we would live a life of fine and full measure, we must not be negligent of those interests and opportunities be- yond the ordinary da; STAR, WASHINGTON, ~ it wont rub off’! “Sold by All Good Paint and Hardware Stores” D. C., FRIDAY, SEPTE MBER 26, 1930. What Kind ©of Mother Are You? \DorothyDix Are You One of the Mothers Who Spoil Their Children’s Lives by Their Weakness? HAT sort of mother are you? Are you a cannibal mother? The cannibal| mother devours her children alive. She never lets them have any life of their own. She never lets them have a single thought of their own or gratify a single personal taste or inclination or have any individuality whatever, When they are small children she holds them by the hand whenever they go out for a walk, and she makes them sit at her knee and listen to improving stories instead of playing with other children. She makes them eat the kind of' food she considers best for them. | She picks out their clothes for them and makes friends for them and decides their careers and selects their husbands and wives for them and absorbs them | 50 completely that they have no more originality than a rubber stamp, no more | initiative than a bowl of mush and milk and no more backbone than a fishing | worm. Even after her children mre married the mother considers that she has a | perfect right to continue to manage her sons’ and daughters’ affairs, and she | thinks ‘herself grievously ill used when her in-laws emit loud shrieks of agony | when they see themselves and their homes and their happiness about to be | gobbled up by her. L Are you a doormat mother? The doormat mother prostrates herself before | her children and begs them to walk all over her and her around. Before they are three weeks old her babies have got her completely under control and | can make her do their bidding. She never thinks of such a thing as making her children obey her or show her any respect. On the contrary, she minds them and lets them be as impudent and insulting to her as they like. When they criticize the food she has spent hours in preparing and find fault with the clothes that she has spent half the | night making for them, she is humbly apologetic because she failed to please, and | when they tell her that she is a fool and deride her opinions she bows her head | before their rebukes. - - The doormat mother sighs sadly as she tells you that she can do nothing!| with her 10 or 12 year old children, and she weeps and wrings her hands because | her flapper daughter stays out )oy-rldln{‘\mtll 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning and her son is running with a lot of booze hounds. Mercifully, it does not occur to | her that children accept their parents at their own valuation, and that if a | mother thinks she is nothing but & gug for her children to trample on, they | will do it. Are you & goat mother? The goat mother is the one who considers that her | chief duty.in life is to make a living sacrifice for her children. She begins by giving up everything for baby as soon as baby is born. Before that world-shaking event she was pretty and intelligent and interesting and well dressed and liked to go about with her husband to places of amusement. But after baby’s birth she goes dowdy because baby pulls at her chiffons. She never even takes time to comb her hair decently. Her conversation dwindles to a dribble about sterilized baby foods, and she never goes anywhere bcause she has to stay at home and hold baby's hand while it sleeps. Are you a real mother? The real mother is the mother who loves her chil- dren wisely as well as tenderly. | She teaches them to obey her. She forces them to respect her. She de- | velops their individuality and teaches them to stand on their own feet and walk | alone, metaphorically as well as physically. She strengthens their backs by laying burdens on them and cultivates unselfishness in them by teaching them to consider others, Because she has taught them obedience and self-control they grow up into good citizens, and because the has been a shining example to them they | worship her. DOROTHY DIX. (Copyright, 1930.) WHO REMEMBERS? BY DICK MANSFIELD, Registered U. 8. Patent Office. When Chinamen_favored a different hair dressing, and we always asked for a piece of punk when we went to the laundry? Ham and Potatoes. Buy one-pound slice of ham, cut it into six portions and stick two cloves in each plece. Soak one quart of sliced raw potatoes in cold water for one hour, then drain and dry thorough- ly with a towel. Next melt one table- spoonful of fat, add fwo tablespoonfuls of flour, and cook until bubbling, then add one pint of milk gradually, stir- ring constantly, and cook until smooth and slightly thickened. Place in a greased casserole a layer of the pota- toes, using one-third of them. Over these slice one onion and sprinkle with pepper. Place on these three pieces of ham. Repeat the layer, placing the rest of the potatoes on top. Pour the white sauce over all and bake for one hour in a medium oven, covering for the first half of the time. Peach Petty. Four cups sliced peaches, 112 cups soft bread crumbs, 35 cup sugar, 1 tea- spoon cinnamon, s teaspoon salt, 1 teaspoon vanilla, }3 cup butter, melted, and 1 cup water. Mix ingredients. Pour into buttered haking dish. Cover, bake 35 minutes in slow oven. Serve warm. —_— - More than $2:000,000 yorth of Amer- ican talking-picture film was shown in Europe this year. FEATURES, BEDTIME STORIES Impy Brings Home a Prize. Say what you please, most folk who eat Are better for a litile meh —Impy the Chipmunk. Every day Impy, the black Chipmunk, did a little hunting. Please don't think that Impy and little Mrs. Impy lived entirely on nuts and seeds and things of that kind. All the members of the Squirrel family and, of course, this in- cludes the Chipmunks, like a Iittle meat now and then. Yes, sir, they do lu).c "They not only like it, but they get it. So, this particular morning Impy had started out to look for some meat. He felt hungry for meat. Of course, some good big insects would do very nicely. He thought of grasshoppers, but he hadn't had much luck getting grass- hoppers of late. You see, they were beginning to be a little out of season. Nevertheless, Impy started out to look for some. He knew that if he could only find some, they would be easier to catch now than they had been earlier in the season when it was warmer. Impy had hunted about for some time in places where he had found grasshoppers before, but without suc- cess this time. He was. getting dis- couraged when he noticed a little movement in the grass just ahead of him. Instantly he was all alertness. He | m stole .forward softly but rapidly, peer- ing ahead with those bright little eyes of his for whatever might be there. Something, or some one, was moving through that grass. Presently he saw something green. The grass was no longer green, it was brown. It was a half-grown grass snake. Impy's eves sparkled. Here was the meat he needed. Just then the little snake saw him and faced him. There was nothing cowardly about the little snake. He raised his head and ran his tongue out at Impy, and if he was afraid he didn't show it. Impy danced this way and danced that way, looking for a chance to spring in and seize that little snake by the back of his head. Presently he saw his chance and, darting forward, he seized the little snake. The latter struggled and struggled, but in vain. X}e;y roudly Impy started home with prize. s Mrs, !mpg saw Impy com! “What have you there?” she demanded. “Fresh meat,” replied Impy. “I was very meat hungry. Nuts and seeds and mushrooms are all very well, but one needs a little meat to go with them once in a while.”, “Quite right, my dear,” replied Mrs. Impy. “I was meat hungry myself, I have been out looking for a mouse, but I couldn't find one. This will do quite as well.” So Impy and Mrs. Impy dined on the little snake. I suspect that many of their friends do not know that Chip- munks go snake-hunting once in a while. ‘They do, however, just as they go stealing the eggs and young of the nests of birds who are foolish enough to build on the ground. It is all be- BY THORNTON W. BURGESS cause they do have the need of a little meat once in a while. “1 feel better,” said Impy. “So do 1" replied Mrs. don’t sup) we'll have through the Winter.” Impy. *“I any meat JUST THEN THE LITTLE SNAKE SAW HIM AND FACED HIM. “I don’t suppose we shall,” replied . They were quite right. There would be no chance for them to get meat in the Winter. (Copyright, 1930.) LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. Weather: Unexpected. INTRISTING FACKS ABOUT INTRISTING PEEPLE. A relation of Sid Hunts owns a merry 80 round, ony it takes 5 hours to get there in the trane so he has never even saw it. REAL ESTATE. Big Improvement! The little thred and button store next to the firehouse is moving out and a candy store is going to move in, No Improvement. Artie Alixander started to dig a hole in his back yard for a foundation, not knowing exactly what for, and before he had time to decide his mother came home and he had to fill it up again. POME BY SKINNY MARTIN Consolation. I wish I could fly like a el And jump amung trees like a squirrel, But as lon& 1 haff to be a human bean Id rather be a boy than a gerl, Frozen Orange Whip. Boil one &upm of sugar with two- thirds cupful of water until a syrup will thread when dropped from the tip of a spoon. Add the grated rind and orange juice from two juicy oranges, cover, and keep warm for an hour, then cool. Beat one pint of heavy cream until stiff and gradually add the orange sirup. Cut two oranges in halves crosswise, remove the pulp and separate it into small pieces. Pour the juice from these two oranges into a mold, then add alternate layers of cream and o e pulp until the mold is filled to ovel ing. Adjust the cover, pack in salt and ice, using equal parts of each, and let stand for two hours. This is a delicious dessert. Get vour money's worth INSIST ON SCHNEIDER'S FOR QUALITY INSIST ON SCHNEIDER'S FOR QUANTITY Schneider's VIENNA \/ASHINGTON'S FAVORITES FOR MORE THAN 30 YEARS " Charles Schneider Baking Co. 100 % WASEINGTON INDUSTRY © 1930, Licoerr & Myzas Tosaceo Co. B —