Evening Star Newspaper, December 25, 1930, Page 34

WOMAN’S PAGE. 'White Cotton Slip for the Baby MARY MARSHALL. BY ‘There are very few dress-up occa- sions_during the first few months of the modern baby's existence, which should be just one long nap after an- other, with a simple, satisfying meal .\\}\\\\\\“ 1|a promenade in his carriage or merely lone or two “party” dre: | with dairty hendwork and a bit of fine | |or the front of the slip. To make al SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. between naps. And when baby is not eating or tucked snugly in bed for a nap he should be dressed in his com- fortable, warm outdoor wraps taking gazing the big round world from the vantage place of his urrhfe or kiddy car on the side porch or balceny. At intervals he should be relieved of the burden of skirts and petticoats and al lowed to kick and squirm to his heart’ content on a well guarded bed or on soft pad stretched on the nursery floor. With a schedule like that, there is little chance for baby to dress up in elabo- rately made dresses for the admiration | V) of his friends and relations. S . | Of course, your baby probably has bt made of fine cotton mull or handkerchief linen, lace. But most of the time all he n’edfl by way of a dress is a very simple thin white cottofl slip, made with roomy sleeves and armhoies, 5o that there will | be no trouble getting it on and off. To make a slip dress of this sort,! you will need no special pattern. Sim- ply measure off twice as much thin cot- ton material as the desired length of the dress. Cut a small circle in the center of the folded edge for the neck, and then cut out the material on either side to make the side seams of the skirt and the sleeves. The small dia- gram shows how this should be done, the measurements depending on the size of the baby and the length desired. The daytime slip may be done up at the back or the front, and for this you should make a 4 or 5 inch slash from the nock down the center of the back | | _—He's been here! Baby! Santa Claus has been here! | (Copyright. 1930.) LITTLE BENNY BY LEE BAPE. Pop was smoking and thinking and ma was just thinking, saying, Willyum, | that lase centerpeece that somebody | gave me for Christmas 4 years go, was | it my sicter Fenny that gave me that? | I give up, whats th> anser? pop sad, and ma sed, But Willyum, try to think. Dont_you know that lace centerpesce | g rt of nightgown, you mav| use the same pottern with “a front| opening. The gewn should be cut long | cnough to allow for folding over and | R e A S S B DOROTHY DIX’S LETTER BOX DEAH MISS DIX—I am 25 years old, and just lately I have awakened to the realization that almost all of my old_friends are married. I have always been popular, but I have never really cardli for anybody, and I think one should do more than really like and respect a man, don't you? Yet I realize that every year older I get the chances of my finding some one diminish, and I keep saying to myself that I am 25 and soon will be 26, and it really gives me a kind of a sick feeling. Maybe just going to see my married friends in their adorable little homes has made me wish I were married. ‘What shall I do? Forget my age, and hope that in the future I will find some one whom I really care for? PEGGY. Answer: You are at a very dangerous age, Peggy, and if I were a fortune teller I should say, Be cautious. Walk carefully. Refrain from making any ises, or entering into any sort of an alliance with either a blond or .a runette or a betwixt-and-between man, for you are now under your unlucky star. You see, Peggy, when girls get to your age without being married they are very apt to get into & blind panic and feel, 2s you do, that it is now or never with them, and they had better take whatever they can get in the husband line, even if they don't see anything that they want. The girl sees her circle broken up. All of her old friends are getting married and setting up their own hcmes and that appeals to he# home-making instinct. For every woman is born with a congenial longing for her own kitchen and her own monogrammed towels and dollies. And &> the unmarried girl feels suddenly homeless, no matter how good a home she has. Then her young married friends are so insufferably patronizing that a girl is tempted to get married, if only to have a John to come back with when Mamie iand Sadie throw their Toms and Sams in her teeth. And somehow & young bride always assumes the air of having captured the matrimonial prize of the world, and poor Mauds her unmarried chums in a way that is hard to bear, even when she does not add insult to injury by ostentatiously lending a hand to help marry them off. The unmarried girl also finds herself more or less socially stranded. The girls of her own age are married and so she is driven to consorting with debu- fantes, who do not hesitate to let her see that they regard her in the light of the Ancient Mariner, So, hard pressed on every side, and with the fear of the future looming before her, many a girl at this age marries just to be a-marrying, and takes the faithful old suitor who has hung on and whom she has refused a hundred times, or else a widower with many children or some hopeless derelict. But, believe me, Peggy, all this blue funk is for ncthing, and all you need to do is to summon up your courage znd use a little common sense in dealing with your problem. To begin with, it i8 ridiculous for a girl et 25 or 26 even to get uneasy about her matrimonial chances. She is just coming to her prime and Holiday Spirit tucking in over baby's feet. A practical sort of dressing gown may be made from the same pattern by simply cut- ting down the front from the neck to the bottom hem, and, if you like, you may make a little house jacket by cut- | ting the pattern off a little below the waistline. (Copyright, 1930, My Neighbor Says: Never starch linen that is to be stored for a long time, as it is apt to crack. Rinse the articles quite free from starch, dry and fold away, if ible, in blue paper—as this kesps them from turning yellow. Before heating ,milk, rinse the saucepan with cold water and it will not burn. A pane of glass laid over a cigar box in which seeds are planted will prevent too rapid evaporation. Keep soil moist but not wet when growing seeds indoors. If at all possible, vegetables should be cooked in their skins in order to avold removing the valuable mineral matter directly und:r the skins. Whipped cream mixed with mayonnaise dressing makes an excellent dressing for fruit salad. (Copyrisht. 1930.) of Restfulness BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER. Christmas day should be one of gyety for a household. It should also made as free from strenuous work as is possible. There should be some | spet in the home where any one who gets tired and perhaps confused with prolonged merriment can find rest and comparative quiet. If a dwelling is large enough for each person to have his or her own room to flee to when the jollity gets wearisome, there are several havens of repose. It is when a family lives in an apartment or a a bit small for the size of the | 11 , one in which every room is constantly used, that some special place shoy be reserved for those who are e to endure prolonged hilarity. Among those who react quickly to | an atmosphere that is high pitched are those who are aged, those who are not | very strong. children, and the mother ., who been straining every nerve for days past to have everytiu run Emoothly on this, the greatest of all the holidays of the year. During some period of the day each one of this adult group should feel at liberty to ! en):h quiet moments, and mothers :l“x? see that young cl;x;ldren have thing pleasures even sleep re- fuses to come Wwith its refreshing calm. The pleasures of the day are increased if the body is allowed to relax, and the !md cheer of the entire household is ept more equable. On this merry Christmas day such a pleasant, restful spot can be managed | even if it has not been previously ar- ranged for. Select some one room, and put in it one, two, or more comfortable chairs, Have some place, either a couch, sofa or bed, according to the room selected, that is ready with cushions and a cover to throw over distant friends. for just & few moments of utter free- dom from chatter of little folk, however much like music it actually is to her ears, can give herself such relaxation. ‘The joys of this happy Christmastide will be doubled by such a plan for rest- fulness, and the merriment be richer on this merry Christmas day. (Copyright. 1930.) Quiet While in This Room” and fasten | it to the door beneath another sign which says, “Please Shut the Door.” The person who has had an absorb- ingly interesting book as a gift will revel | in being able to go inside, shut the door and indulge in quiet reading. The person who wants to write a few notes of thanks can ‘find quiet within this room for such pleasant pen talks with IN THE RUSH OF FESTIVITIES ON CHRISTMAS DAY, A FEW MO- MENTS REST IN A QUIET SPOT IS ‘WELCOME. A WASHINGTON DAYBOOK BY HERBERT PLUMMER. NE of the most familiar figures around Washington in both official and social circles is John Barton Payne, chalrman of the National Red Cross. Although he now e { is past the age of 2 _aa" 75, that bent for hard work and win- ning personality which enabled him to 1ift himself from poverty to fame still is evi- ent. Back in the days when Payne was chairman _of the Ehipping Board ke won _for himeelf a\\ reputation as a quick ~ “Yes” and “No” man — that \'v s, his decisions were made quickly and he would waste no time in explain- ing them. ‘Whenever Payne is mentioned, the story still is told in the Capital of an encounter he had at one time with a wvisitor who thought him too abrupt. Payne had had many dealings with the fellow, and when on this occasion he made a quick decision and abruptly closed the interview, the caller felt that he had not been treated with the proper cordiality. As the story goes, he wrote Payne| & letter in which he set forth his griev- | ance. Payne’s reply was typical of the | man: | T deeply regret,” he wrote, “that the shortness of the day and the constant pressure of waiting people to be seen and thelr matters disposed of, made me | manifest impatience to you after the subject of your visit had been dis posed of. “Indeed, the problem of how to end an interview when the subject matter is disposed of has elicited the attention of people. I was in Live lines handling, lmc{m things, ! ‘The mother who longs | every Autumn to remain till Euflm | wears a black band across the eyes | exactly like a hold-up man’s. | inal, ! agony to feed another bird. Yet it is | humane methods had not been invented | we would use the cruel ones. { ! no_cruelty due to mistaken zeal. | the fact that when animals have to get | their food they kill each other and kill |in the way most convenient to them- || NANCY PAGE that Ive had put away in the flat red | box and never even used? Im not positive it was Fanny who sent it to me, it may of been your cuzzen Mary, she sed. Or it may of been the Bishwar of ‘Ticktack in recognition of our hospi- tality on the occasion of his last t to this country, pop sed. But Willyum this is serious, I reely wunt to know, ma sed. It may of been more than 4 years ago, it may of been 5, or it may of been less than 4 pos-'| sibly 3, she sed, and pop sed, My es- teemed wife, I couldent tell the dif- frents between a lace centerpeece and an ancient Roman fly swatter, and as for a lace centerpeece thats been put away in & draw in a flat red box for an indefinite period of time ranging from 3 munths to eleven years, I sim- ply never knew about it, herd about it or thawt about it. And ferthermore I can imagine nuthing less important to worry about than who gave Who & mummified lace eenterpeece back in the dim reaches of history, he sed. Well as a matter of fact theres nuth- ing more important, ma sed. Id been saving that centerpeece to send some- body for Chrissmas some time for eco- nomical reasons, and this seemed to be the ideal year and so I sent it to my sister Fanny, and now Im almost posi- tive she's the very one who sent it to me. Yee gods, ha ha, well theres nuthing like keeping a good lace centerpeece in the family, ha ha, pop sed. And he kepp on laffing and ma kepp on looking serious and trying to re- WINTER BY D. C. PEATTIE. Only once jn every two or three Win- | ters, hereabolits in the District, do I| come on the work of the wicked | shrike—a chickadee impaled on a thorn or barbed wire, with his r and few little brains pecked out. But I seldom calch a glimpse of the malefactor him- self—he sees to it, no doubt, that I do_not. Yet the shrike, though we see little of his crimes, is not a rare Winter bird with us. Ornithologists assure us that he arrives in considerable numbers spreading destruction abroad among own feathered relatives. Like the rac- coon, who is also a robber, the shrike I have used ths words “wicked, crim- malefaction” in connection with him because it hurts, however callous we are, to see the feathers of a poor dead bird ruffling in the icy wind and realize that he beat his life out in wrong to judge the shrike as though he were a human, bound by human laws. We, too, kill animals—millions of them every year—in order to eat them. To be sure we now have hu- mane methods of doing it, but if those In short, in nature there is no pity except the pity of a mother animal showing _distress for injury to her young. But, on the other hand, there is little deliberate cruelty for the sake of cruelty, like bullfights, and absolutely To me this more than makes up for | selves. Family Quiet on Christmas Afternoon. BY FLORENCE LA GANKE. “Of course, Sir William Jones had to see a great number of people. His con- stant practice was, when the interview properly came to an end, to arice from his seat, take a banana conveniently supplied on his desk, and hand the banana to the visitor. “That was gccepted universally as the end of the interview. “Unfortunately, I am not supplied with bananas, and having no very de- lightful method of ending an interview I am sometimes guilty of a manifesta- tion of impatience of which perhaps I am as sorry as the person who for the moment suffers. “He, however, has this advantage: he suffers but once, while I have to suffer many times.” Whet effect this reply had on the ag- arived one is not a matter of record. But it is typical of Payne, whose Ilifc as been built on experiences as farm boy, country store clerk, lawyer, news paper publisher, mayor, judge, Govern- | ment_counsel, chairman of the Ship- | ping Board, director general of railroads, | Secretary of the Interior, special diplo- | matic envoy and now head of the far- | flung philanthropic activities of the | American Red Cross. MOTHERS } AND THEIR CHILDREN. Keeping Photographs. When we have photographs made or snap shots printed, we always have enough finished so that each child in the family may have one for his very own. Each child has a strong card- board box in which he keeps these nic- tures and on special occasions, he is al- lowed to bring them out to show to a relative or friend or just to look qver for his own amusement. I am sure that when they grow up snd have homes of their own, our children will thank mother for her foresight in thus roviding them with pictures of mem- of the family when they were TG (Copyrisht. 1930.) On Christmas day the excitement of | presents and the tree and the dinner ! usually keep the family going until the | middle of the afternoon. Then comes | a let-down. Nancy found that her | young son was too excited to sleep, that | Joan was dashing around like a wild, | excited little kitten. She sensed that | tempers were almost at the breaking | point. She put aside her own new book, which she was so anxious to read, and had Peter put an extra log on the fire. Then she gathered the family round her. She gave Joan the makings for a peep show, lulled Peter junior to a sleepy state and then played this game with™ the family. “I- am thinking,” sald she, “of something I found in my | Christmas stocking and the name of it | \rhymes with ‘sat’ The family knew the way of the game. Instead of say- ling, “Is it ‘mat'>” one said, “Is it something that you wipe your feet on?” And Nancy had to guess that this per- son had the word “mat” in mind. So she said, “No, it is not ‘mat’.” Then some one said, “Is, it something that walks alone?” And Nancy said, “Yes, N is ‘cat’.” To make the peep show Joan took a shoe box, cut a 4-inch circular hole out of the cover of box and govered this with white tissue paper. n a small circular hole was cut in one end of box. The bottom or floor of box was covered with green crayon, marked on crosswise. The sides were covered with blue crayon, marked on vertically.| Ships of all sizes were cut from papers and pasted along edge of box that i joined bottom to sides. Al!‘pl‘nesl | were asted at intervals on the blue, | white “clouds were put in at artist's discretion. When ~the eye looks through the small opening at end of box, it looks for all the world as though one were sezing the ships on the horizon. R AL LI Hare Coursing Condemned. Ceursing of captive hares, in which the bunnies are released to be chased by greyhounds, has been condemned by the Irish Presbyterian Church which has started a campaign to stop the sport in Northern Ireland. At a meet- ll‘: in Belfast recently a State-wide drive against the “Barbarous form- of getting where she is really attractive to the men who are worth marrying. ‘When you do marry you will stand & far better chance of being happy than you would if ybu had married earlier, because you will be a better judge of men and you will know yourself what you want in a husband. So my advice to you is not to rush into marriage just because your friends have done so. Wait until Mr. Right comes along. THY DIX. (Copyright, 1930.) MODE OF T PARIQ /Qa:e veliet even- g wrap bimmed. fiades/:fe stit o the elbow orn. . BEDTIME STORIES Joe Otter’s Christmas. Since first the Great World was begun There's always been the need of fun. —Little Joe Otter. Little Joe Otter believes in the value of play and lives up to his belief. There is nothing lazy about Little Joe Otter. No, sir, there is nothing lazy about him. He is a great traveler and a good pro- vider for his family, but at the same time he likes to play and always finds time for a little fun. It was Christmas morning. Little Joe didn’t know that it was Christmas, for the little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows know nothing of Christmas. All Little Joe knew was that for some unknown reason he felt in the very best of spirits this fine morning. It was bright and cold. In the air were good cheer and happiness. He felt it in every breath he drew. “Dee dee, chitk-a-dee!” cried Tommy Tit, swinging from the tip of a birch twig above him. “It's a fine day, Little Joe Otter.” “It is s0,” replied Little Joe. “I hope you are feeling as happy as you look.” “I am,” replied Tommy Tit. “I don't know why, but I feel as if everybody must be happy and joyous today. Blacky the Crow sounds as if he feels the same way. I guess it is in the air.” It was true, Blacky was cawing off in the distance, and, though his voice was just as harsh as ever, there was in it something that suggested that -— &N - “DEE, DEE, CHICK-A-DEE!” CRIED TOMMY TIT. Blacky was feeling in the best of spirits. “It must the air,” lared Little Joe. “I feel like having some fun. there any open water down the Laugh- ing Brook, Tommy Tit? I have been on a long journey, far from these parts, and haven't been back long enough to find out how things are.” ‘Tommy Tit’s eyes twinkled. “I know what you want,” he cried. “You want to go sliding. Of course, there is some g’en water in the Laughing Brook. ere always is over by the big ?flnl half way the Smiling Pool, the bank there on one side is just as steep as 1t used to be.” you, Little Joe chuckled. “Thank Tommy,” said he.. “You have guessed > HE MOMENT By Thornton W. Burgess. it. ‘There is no better fun than sliding. Il think I will go over there and make me a slippery slide.” Away went Little Joe, making a queer | track through the snow. You see, his |legs are very short and when he | bounded along he made a print of the | full length of his long body and the mark of his tall besides. Tommy Tit | flew after him. He wanted to see the fun if he couldn't share in it. When Little Joe reached the open water, he wasted no time. Right to the top of the bank at the steepest place he went, stretched himself flat on his stomach with his front legs folded back along his sides to be out of the way, gave a mighty kick with his hind feet and away he went down the bank toward the cold-looking black water. He didn't go very fast, for the snow was some- what soft and he had to push it out of the way. When he reached the wa- ter, he slid into it and disappeared. In spite of his own warm coat, Tommy Tit shivered. He couldn’t help it. “Isn’t the water dreadfully cold?” cried Tommy Tit as Little Joe's head popped out. “It isn’t cold at all,” replied Little Joe as he climbed out and hurried around up the bank to the place where he had kicked off before. That was true so far as Little Joe was concerned; that water didn't seem cold to him. He kicked off again and down he went once more, this time a little faster than before, because there was less snow to push out of the way. There was some water clinging to his coat, just enough to wet the snow a little, and this Jack Frost at once froze. The third time down the slippery slide was still faster. By the time Little Joe had been down half a dozen times the snow had be- come packed and icy and he would go down fast. This was great fun and it wasn't long before Sammy Jay amd Blacky the Crow had joined Tommy Tit to look on. Chatterer the Red Squifrel was hidden in a tree where he could watch., Jumper the Hare peeped out from under a little hemlock tree. Billy Mink popped out from under the ice and watched, but refused Little Joe's invitation to try the slide. Lightfoot the Deer was present. Reddy Fox pre- tended that he had come that way by mere chance and wasn't interested. However, it was noticed- that he re- mained where he could watch and that on his face was a broad grin. So it was that Little Joe Otter had fun on Christmas- day, and &ll his friends and neighbors joined in it, for though they couldn’t themselves slide, it was fun to see him_go down the slippery slide. So every ocne had a merry Christmas and I wishyou the same, (Copyright. Philadelphia Relish. Chop very fine enough crisp cabbage to make a cupful. Chop very fine, also, one green pepper with seeds discarded and mix both thoroughly and chill Then mix together half a teaspoonful of celery seed, one-fourth teaspoonful each of mustard seed and salt, two tablespoontuls of brown sugar and two uhmpmpmnm. egar, and let Stand for two to serve 1930, of vin or three hours. When ready comhlz, the two mixtures. instan s THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 25, 1930. ] | | Our hero and his relatives sit down today to eat Their Christmas meal—his mother's greatest culinary feat. “I wish,” says Pufty, “that the helpings weren't quite so big, But since they are, forgive me if I pruve myself a pig.” MENU FOR A DAY. BREAKFAST. Prunes With Lemon Cereal With Cream Corn Dodgers Coffee, LUNCHEON. Creamed Eggs _ Anchovy Sauce Toast Preserved Pears Nut Cookles Tea. DINNER. Tomato Sauce Coleslaw Apple Cobbler Coftee. CORN DODGERS. Two cups Indian meal, one cup flour, two-thirds cup molasses, two eggs, one-fourth ‘teaspoon of soda. Mix. with one-half cup hot water. Fry like pancakes. tShplu and butter when you eéat em. ' CREAMED EGGS. Mix together one tablespoon anchovy paste, one tablespoon chopped capers and sufficient lemon juice to moisten, and spread on slices of toasted bread and keep hot until needed. Beat six eggs, add one-half cup thin cream and season with pepper and salt. Melt one large table- spoon butter, and the egg mix- ture, stir until creamy, then turn out on the prepared toast and serve at once. APPLE COBBLER. Pare and core three or four Jjuicy apples. Slice into a shallow baking dish. Sprinkle one-fourth cup sugar over, and a little cinnamon. Make a batter of one beaten egg, one-fourth cup sugar, one-half cup milk, one and one- fourth ‘cups flour sifted with one teaspoon g powder and a pinch of salt. Lastly, add two tablespoons melted butter, beat well and pour over the apples. Bake one-half hour in a moderate oven. Serve hot with your favorite sauce. (Copyright, 1930.) THE STAR’S DAILY PATTERN SERVICE . Short Flared Sleeves. The Grecian neckline is extremely flattering in a stunning frock of sheer metal embroidered crepe. It lends a| complete eoftness that is utterly chic and feminine, ‘The flared sleeve flounces contribute dainty aspect to the fitted elbow sleeves. | hl‘The walstline rests at the top of the| ps. The clever shaping of the skirt pro- duces a decidedly slenderizing effect. The lower part is cizgular, with a nice, comfortable fullness at the hem. Style, No. 727 may be copied exactly. I4 comes in sizes 16, 18, 20 years, 36, 38, 40 and 42 inches bust. The 36- inch size requires 31 yards of 39-inch material. # It's very smart, too, in black trans- parent_velvet. Scarlet red canton crepe shows dar- | ing chic for youth. Black canton crepe and crepy t- terned woolen are chic with long sleeves. We suggest that when you send for your pattern you order a copy of our large Winter Fashion Magazine. It should be in every home for, of course, | best book every woman wants to look without great expense, and points the way. Price of book, 10 cents. For a pattern of this style send 15 cents in stamps or coin directly to The Washington Star's New York Fashion Bureau, Fifth avenue and Twenty- ninth street, New York. Dean Inge, the “gloomy dean” of Lon- don, recently received an anonymous lef pparently from a woman, read= T am praying for your death. I mr_:‘ very successful in two other ' 4 | destroyed Pope Joea. FEATURES,, The Woman Who Makes Good BY HELEN WOODWARD, ‘Wha, started her career as a frightened typist and who became one of the highest paid business women in America. | Cry Baby. From way back in the beginning women have been in the habit of earn- ing many things by a few well timed tears. By weeping at the proper mo- ment girls have ac- quired hoxes of candy, & new dress, a kiss or a hus band. But there’s one thing no wom- B an is likely to ac- quire by tears, that's & really big job. The reason of this is very simple. When ycu cry a man is sorry for you. He pities you and hurriedly gives you the first thing at hand to comfort you. There are some men, of course, who are merely irritated and annoyed by tears, but they are s0 much the exception that we won't consider them here. The usual man gives you & box of candy or & day's vacation, or whatever it is that he can give easily. But thap same pity makes him afraid to trust yoli with any real rcsponsibility. Suppose, for instance, a man came in the office asking pitiably and desperate- Iy for help. Your boss, sorry for him, would give him a few dollars or a few ee%s' work, or a letter to a friend, | but do you think he would put him in | charge of an important department? | Helen Woodward. No; you know he would not. He would be afraid that such a pitiable person couldn't stand on his own feet, He might like him, he might feel very friendly to him, but he wouldn't feel in him the necessary strength to do something big. Or put yourself in the place of the boss. _Suppose & girl came to you weep. ing, and said, “Please help me out, I can sew.” Now it might be that at that mo- ment you had a very special dress to be made.” You would not dare give it to that girl. She might be very ccmpetent, but you would be in the wrong attitug toward her. You wouldn't have con dence in her. You would pity her in. stead. So perhaps you would dig up a little mending or sewing and let g!r do_that. So it is with you. Of course, nearly all women cry at times, and most men cry at some time in their lives. They really do. I have seen some do it and others have confessed to me that they did. But they are careful to do thel crying in secret ‘They know in- stinctively that pity, while & charming thing in the home, is a great nuisance in building a career. When you have to cry, do it in bed at night. As a matter of fact you will find that you sleep better after it. Girls having problems in connection with their work may write to Mixs Woodward, in care of this paper, for her personal ad- vica (Copyright. 1930.) NOTED CATS AND CAT-LOVERS The Poet Southey Establishes “Cat’'s Eden.” BY J. P. Robert Southey, the poet, once wrote that “a house is never perfectly fur- nished for enjoyment unless there is a child in it rising 3 years old, ,.and a kitten rising three weeks.” There were so many cats at Greta Hall, Southey’s home, and they were kindly treated that he called it wrote & “Memoir on the Cats of Greta Hall” for his daughter, Edith May, “to the end that the memory of these worthy animals may not perish, but be held in deserved honor by my ghildren and those who shall come after them.” The cats whose memory he sought to rve included Mme. Bianchi, Pulsheria Ovid, Virgil, Othello, Prester John, Rumpelstilchen and Hurlybyrly- buss. Prester John, it turned out, was | incorrectly named. Anew cognomen had to be gven. Pope Joan was chosen. Bad luck at first followed the cats of Greta Hall. Poison intended for rats | The distemper | removed Virgil and Pulcheria Ovid. Mme. Bianchi and Othello disappeared | in a manner mysterious. Southey wrote about this time: “I 1 we were at the end of our cat- | a-logue.” It was now that Rumpelstilchen and Hurlyburlybuss arrived. How they were acquired we do not know. It seems likely that they just moved in of their own accord. Rumpelstilchen was do- mestic in his tendencies, but Hurly- burlybuss was not. The latter was an independent and adventurnus animal, who did not care for the comforts of a house. He never could be induced to come into Greta Hall. Frequently he disappeared for days, but he always| came back. | Rumpelstilchen and ‘Hurlyburlybuss | never had anything in common. Their | cifferences of opinion led to frequent violent eltercations. Once when Hurly- burlybuss was sick, Rumpelstilchen thought to do the decent thing and ex- tend his sympathy. The overture was received sullenly, and »s soon as the invalid had recovered hostiiities were renewed. Hurlyburlybuss seems to have met death elsewhere than in the Hall. After a comfortable nine-year residence there GLASS. ‘Rumpelstilchen gave up the ghost. On May 18, 1833, Southey wrote his friend, Grosvenor Bedford: “Alas! Grosvenor, this day poor old Rumpel was found dead, after as iong and happy a life as a cat could wish for, if cats form wishes on that sube ject. There should de a court. mourn: ing in cat land, and if the Dragon (a cat belonging to Bedford) wi a black ribbon around his neck or a band of crepe, a la militaire, round one of his forepaws, it will be but a becoming mark of respect. As we have no cata- combs here, he is to be decently terred in the orchard, and catnip plant- eq on his grave.” Southey’s friendliness for cats is praiseworthy, but not his terrible pro- pensity for puns. DAILY DIET RECIPE DECORATIVE ICING. Confectioner's sugar, 1 pound. Cornstarch, 2 tablespoons. Raw egg whites, 3. Lemon juice, 2 tabl:spoons. Vegetable colorings, 3 or 4. Sift together sugar and corn- starch into a deep round bowl. Add unbeaten egg whites and stir with wooden spoon. When icing begins to thicken and -get smooth add lemon juice. . Beat well with ‘wooden spoon so icing will remain firm when spoon is withdrawn, It ‘may be necessary to add & little more sugar to make ic very firm. Divide into parts ane color each one with a different color (pink, yellow, green, orange). Use pastry tube and different tips to apply roses, leaves, ribbons, l‘:c., to tiny cakes, marshmallows, etc. DIET NOTE. Recipe furnishes protein and much sugar as well as starch. Lim: present in egg whites and lemon juice. The fruit juice also furnishes vitamins A, B and C. Can bs eaten in moderation by normal adults of average or under weight. Should not be eaten by those wishing to reduce. OLD FASHIONED "MERRY XMAS" MEAT RODUCTS TESTERERSERTT