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WOMA N’S PAGE. Fashion History Seen in Aprons BY MARY A interesting chapter in the his- tory &Iom might be written about aprons. Some kinds of aprons have 'doubtless been worn ever since clothes ©f any sort came into fashion and every radical change in fashions has in meas- ure affected the fashion in aprons. The present move in favor of more femi- nine fashions has brought aprons defi- nitely back in the limelight, and the fact that waistlines are again normal makes little aprons of the sort that are tight about the waist more wearable. ‘The apron shown in today's sketch is MILADY BEAUTIFUL BY LOIS LEEDS. Care of Permanent Wave. Dear Miss Leeds: (1) My hair is very olly and I have just had a permunent 'wave. Since then my hair seems to be much thinner. I use a wire brush. [How should I care for my hair? (2) I jam 16 years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall and weigh 122 pounds. Is this correct? SWEET SIXTEEN. Answer. (1) Do not use the wire brush, but buy a bristle brush of good quality with long, fairly stiff brisles 'When brus] your hair every da; divide it into small strands and brus leach separately, beginning at the scalp. ge the scalp for 10 minutes a day. Since your hair is oily, shampoo it once week, It is usually advisable -also to jpray the hair with brilliantine daily \ Spray the bair untb Bnl\im.m fter a permanent wave and have hot- ol treatments at least once a month. (3) You are about 6 pounds below the average weight for your age and height. Do not worry about your measurements, since you are not physically mature, but bulld up your weight. LOIS LEEDS. Superfluous Hair on Face. Dear Miss Leeds: (1) I am 16 years old and am bothered with long, dark hairs on my face. They are on my m# chin and cheeks. How can l':‘ of them or bleach them? (2) Jotion is good for enlarged pores? UNHAPPY GIRL. Answer, (1) Facial hairs may be bleached with a mixture of six drops of ammonia in three tablespoonfuls of peroxide. When using this on your up- per lip, put a little rbent cotton in mnt‘uu& to keep the ammonia from annoying you. Do not use the bleach near your eyes. To be rid of the hairs permanently, have them re- moved with the electric needle. Do not use depllatories for this growth. (2) A ’M astringent lotion may be made of four ounces of rosewater, one teaspoon- ful boric acid, four drams glycerin, one ounce cologne water and five drops MENU FOR A DAY. BREAKFAST. Grapefruit Cereal with Cream Poached Eggs on Toast Cormn Muffins Coffee DINNER. Pricassee of Chicken Currant Jelly Riced Potatoes Creamed Cauliflower Celery Asparagus Salad Strawberry Bavarian Cream Coffee SUPPER Peach Selad Nut Bread Sandwiches Stuffed Olives Tea CORN MUFFINS One egg, one-half cup corn- meal, one cup flour. one teaspoon baking powder, two tablespoons granulated sugar, one cup sweet milk, one and one-half table- spoons melted butter, salt * CHICKEN FRICASSEE. Boll the chicken in salt water until it comes to pieces. Into the broth, of which there should be about 114 quarts, put one and one-half pints of milk and let come to a boil. Mix about three-fourths of a cup of flour with cold water (be sure there are no lumps) and add to the add salt and PEACH SALAD. . Drain canned puchetmlnd’ wi : ut a spoon! of Peongsiie “made with - cream into the middle of each one. may, be used instead of (Copyright, 1091) MARSHALL. made from a circle of material. For a woman of average height the diameter of the circle should be about 24 inches. To make the pattern, simply stretch out a sheet of paper and, using a pencil tied to the end of a string, make a cir- cle with & 12-inch radius. Cut out the material after this pattern and finish with a narrow hem or rolled edge. Slightly more than half of the circle is to serve for the skirt of the apron and the other part for the bib, as shown in the sketch. Lay the material in pleats as shown and stitch them flat along the bib section. Mount on a rib- bon long enough to tie around the waist at the back or on a strip of the material. If you like you can finish the edge of the apron with narrow lace or you can ornament it by feather- stitching along the hem and along each pleat. Plain or figured lawn or dimity, dotted swiss or handkerchief linen may be used to make a dainty apron, while a more practical sort may be made of gingham or unbleached muslin. Everyday Psychology BY DR. JESSE W. SPROWLS. Mental Incubation. Inspirations hatch like eggs in an incubator. At least that's the usual story of those who go in for the business of creative mental work. If we are to believe this story about mental incubation, the world's best mental products never come as the di- rect result of conscious effort. In other words, the ideas are hatched in the unconscious mind. Mental incubation takes time. And the time is not always the same for different “settings.” Sometimes a few hours will be enough. At other times it takes weeks, months and even years. Darwin kept his incubator hot for about 20 years. So did Newton. The story of mental creations is in- teresting. Some say their creations come while they sleep. Tartini. the great Ital- ian composer, struggled for mcnths over the “Devil's Sonata.” It just wouldn't workout. Finally his devil appeared in a dream and played the missing chords on a violin. Tartini immediately sprang up and completed his great composition. Socrates, when asked where he got his philosophy, said that a demon followed him about, stood with him in the mar- ket place and nudged him every now and then. Maybe you have a devil or a _demon. Of course you have, if you ever hatched an idea you couldn't trace back to its origin. You may be sure of one thing: Your great unconscious mind had some- thing to do with the hooking up of ideas, until your inspiration hatched. (Copyright, 1931.) simple tincture of benzoin. Plain witch- hazel is also a good astringent. LOIS LEEDS. Thin Legs. Dear Miss Leeds: (1) My ankle meas- ures only 7 inches and my calf only 113;. How can I fatten my legs? Iam 15 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall and weigh 106 pounds. (2) I have blonde hair, brown eyes and a light complex- |ion.” What colors are becoming to me? 1L C. K. Answer. (1) You are 5 pounds below the average weight for your age and height. If you will build up you weight I think your legs will fatten out. Of course, at your age many girls do not have shapely legs, but as they grows older the calves and ankles gain better proportions. Drink an extra quart of milk daily and be sure to have three square meals a day. Slecp at least nine hours each night. Exercise outdoors daily, but avoid fatigue. Avoid consti- pation. (2) Blues are becoml:xg in co- penhagen, navy, powder and wedgewood. Browns and tans are good, also nile green, reseda, dark green, pale yellow, cream, black, orchid, plum, wine, rust, old rose, peach, pastel pinks. LOUIS LEEDS. (Copyright, 1931.) A Poor Sport. Toby was the youngest. His four brothers and sisters considered him a | baby always until he played games with them. They always beat him, of course, and he stormed and raved like a wild cub at every defeat. “All right. You can't play with us. You're a poor sport.” “Mother, mother, they won't let me play.” “Now children, remember he is your little brother. Give him a chance. You wouldn't like to be thing.” “But, mother, he's such a poor sport. He has to lose and then he always howls. There’s no fun in playing with | him. He's too little.” “Well, you let him play anyway.” | Toby played again and again he lost | and again he raised his voice to Heaven | in protest. What could be done? Toby | had to learn to play games. There was | no way out of that. His brothers and sisters were the only ones to play with him and yet there was this continual | turmotl. Father listened to the story, Toby on | his lap. ‘Toby wore his most grieved | expression. He had lost every game and his spirit was grieved. But not crushed. He would play He | would, he would. “You see how he is, father. he must play, mother says he shall | and we can't play with him. He's | a poor sport.” 'So? I'm wondering if some other pecple aren't poor sports. How about making a little fellow of 5 stand on the same basis as a boy of 15? The | 15-year-old has been playing for about | 10 years—the 5-year-old has just be- gun and he makes a brave fight against SONNYSAYINGS BY PANNY Y. CORY. shut out of any- again. He says | family, and then there is no effect— OUR CHILDREN BY ANGELO PATRL THE EVENING STAR, Your Baby and Mine BY MYRTLE MEYER ELDRED. “Why aren't you eating your peaches, Wilbur? Mother had them especially for you because she 'shought you would like them.” “Don’t want peaches.” “Now, darling, you know mother has always asked you to eat just a little of everything on’your plate. Just a little bite now, like a nice boy.” “Don't want to.” “Now what on earth would you do with a child like that! He's always eaten peaches before. What do you want, Wilbur? Marie, see if there is a baked apple in the ice box. Will you eat a baked apple, dear?” “Don't want a baked apple.” “Oh, for goodness sake! Never mind, Marle, he won't eat it. Now, Wilbur, you have to eat something. You can't g0 to bed without half your diner. You hard- ly ate your cereal. That candy you had this afternoon! I told you not to eat 50 many pieces or you'd spoil your din- ner. Now, you see you have.” “Want some of my peaches with the whipped cream, Wilbur?" “That was nice of daddy, Wilbur. Will you take just one bite of daddy’s peach if he puts on some whipped cream?” Mother is satisfied. Some of the peach is safely inside reluctant little Wilbur. She feels as if she had tri- umphed over a difficult situation. Wil- bur is satisfied. He has had the whols family upset because of his refusal to eat his peaches. He likes peaches and the chances are that he would have eaten them except that he is sicken- ingly full. Three big pieces of candy. a piece of fruit cake, half an apple, and & cookie! Nothing looks good to him But he has discovered that failure to eat results in a most exciting scene. Just eating his peaches would have been a tame business compared to saying, “No, I won't” and finding mother so disturbed, and father dividing his peaches, and Marie hunting for baked apples. ! ‘There are thousands of little Wilburs who find out in some such accidental manner that being finicky and refusing to eat pays and pays and pays. They would discover no such fact of impor- tance to them if at their determined, “No, I won't” the food went back to the kitchen untouched and not a word said about it. This is the hardest ad- vice any parent can carry out because it is so against parental nature to be indifferent to what the child eats. But if nothing is said and the food disappears it is the child alone who is punished by his refusal to eat. If he refuses because he is too stuffed from between-meal lunches, then it won't hurt him to fast for a meal. If he re- fuses for the effect it has upon his well, he won't try that again. “Now that we're here,” says Puffy, “on this odd celestial shore, We'll organize an exploration party and —explore, You take a shovel, Bunny, and I'll take a pick to dig And we'll concentrate on turning up & Chinese china pig.” the odds. Seems to me that it would have been better sportsmanship to have given the little lad a handicap of so | many points.” “Oh! We didn't think of that.” “Well, suppose we consider that now. How many points do you usually beat him?* “About 10. Maybe more, but gener- ally around there.” “Now, Toby, you understand? You are too young yet to play against the others. ‘You are 10 points too young. You have 10 points to start with. You | can make 10 mistakes without having them counted. But the eleventh mis- take counts. That gives you an even chance to win. If you lose now you must take it like a good sport. The | best man won and that's that. Can you do that?” Of course he could. Little children must learn to play games. They must play with those of greater skill. To play in the face of certain failure is not to play at all, for true play always | offers a chance to win Repeated failures are bad for a child. It makes him think he cannot win. Sometimes this results in timidity, sometimes in truculent boasting, unreasonable fight- ing. Handicap the group and give them all a chance to exert their skill to the utmost. Remember to revise the handicaps. The handicaps are not the same for all the games for one child. The little lad who cannot play checkers can play | parchesi like a master. Consider all | that when you act as referee. Good sportsmanship demands the handicap. | (Copyright, 1931.) SIS S Date Cream Salad. Soak three envelopes of plain gelatin in one cupful of cold water and dissolve | in one cupful of boiling water. Mash | two packages of cream cheese and | soften to a smooth paste with half a cupful of sweet milk. Add the cheese | to one pint of cream, whipped. Fold in | one pound of chopped seedless dates | and six sliced bananas. Gradually add the gelatin, which has been cooled. Season with salt to taste. Pour into an aluminum loaf pan to congeal. When firm, turn out onto a platter, slice and er:: on lettuce leaves with mayon- naise. DAILY DIET RECIPE RAW CRANBERRY. Raw cranberries, one-third cup- ful; grated onion, one teaspoon=- ful; chorped celery, one cupful; lettuce leaves, six; mayonnaise, two tablespoonfuls. SERVES 3 PORTIONS. Choose large, perfect red cran- berries. Wash and remove stems. Mix berries, celery, grated onion .and mayonnaise together. Serve cold on lettuce leaves. A tart salad. If a mineral-oil mayon- rries by those with kidney distuzbance. Baby sassed a ossifer! All T did was frow a snowball at him, her gets laughed at, an’ I gets a ucqu’ | (Copyright, 1931.) DIET NOTE. Recipe as fiver, A e Can be eaten by normal aduits of average or weight. WASHINGTON, D. C, MODES OF THE MOMENT PARIS - VN‘.§ DOROTHY DIX’S LETTER BOX DEAR MISS DIX—Don't you think responsibility in rearing children? fun to cook and scrub and babytend. forever washing dirty little faces and darning little socks and picking up after 1t is dull, tiresome, monotcnous labor that wears any woman out, and gets on any woman's nerves, and it is natural she would like to shunt part of her load on her husband’s shoulders. cluttering little hands. But did it ever occur to you, Mary Ann, that your husband also has a hard job, and that his work is dull and monotonous and gets on his nerves, just He doesn't enjoy getting up at the tocsin of the as your work gets on yours? alarm clock every morning and goinrg down to his or store any more than you enjoy getting up and getting breakfast. He does the same work over and over, just as you do. or counts out money in a bank or examines patients and hears the tales of woe of sick people, day in, day out, and there is no more thrill in it than there is It is just work that is done patiently and faithfully to feed you and the kids, and keep shoes on your feet and a roof It is just work to make the family comfortable, as your cooking and cleaning make the family comfortable. in making & ple or peeling potatoes. over your head. One advantage that your work has over his is that you do not have to train all day to please a grouchy boss or cranky customers or clients, and you don't have to stand for being bawled out when things go your fault or not. Nor do you have the anxiety for the future that wears your husband down. You don't have to worry about at night wondering where the money is coming from to pay that note in the bank. So don't you think, Mary Ann, that the man who makes the living for a family gives a pretty good account of his share of the labor of maintaining one, and that when he comes home, tired to the bone and nerve-racked, he should not be expected to do his wife’s work in addition to his own? Don’t you think he might be permitted to sit down and rest and relax, instead of having to wash and dress the children or push the perambulator or get dinner? Don't you think that, inasmuch as he doesn't ask his wife to help him do his work, she should be fair enough not to expect him to help with hers? Of course, {f the wife is sick, that's another story. Then the husband should help all he can with the housework, but any able-bodied, husky woman should shoulder her own burdens and not dump them on her husband. i Just in a business way it pays a wife to coddle her husband. She sends him back rested and refreshed to his work, able to put more punch into his job. The man who has been up half the night walking the baby is no match in a trade with a man who has had an unbroken sleep. Ann, and see if you don’t think I'm right. (Copyright, 1931) Furniture Against the Light BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER. A DECORATIVE WINDOW, TREATMENT FOR A AGAINST THE LIGHT. Furniture is sometimes positioned against the light when such an ar- rangement enhances the decoration, brings out the beauty of furniture or furnishings in silhouette, or lends con- venience, especially of lighting. An outstanding example of the last purpose is found in the positioning of dressing tables with rather low mirrors before windows. The back of the mir- ror comes close against the window with the bench before the dresser. When one sits on the bench the light falls directly on the face and figure mll;inlll.he rafllfigm vivid. ;mm".h: angle of good ting perfect There are many rooms in which such positioning of the dressing table lends decoration. One should hesitate to close off even Men seem to have the idea that if they support their families that is their share, but I think a man should help with the children when he is at home, for the mother has the care of them all day. When mother wants to go anywhere she has to arise early in the morning and make preparations, while husband sleeps or reads. put up lunches, dress the children, and when she finally has everything ready she is too tired to go, Whereas if he would help get the breakfast and dress the children, mother would be able to enjoy her outing. Answer: Well, Mary Ann, I think if a man supports his family he just . about has done his share of the work. Bringing home the bacon is his part in the domestic partnership. Frying it and feeding it to the little Joneses or the little Smiths or the little Browns are the wife’s job. Undoubtedly, having to rear a family of children is a hard task. a husband should take his share of She must get breakfast, MARY ANN. It is no It is no lightsome occupation to be grind at the office or factory He sells cabbages wrong, whether it is osing your job or lle awake Think it _over, Mary DOROTHY. DIX. DRESSING TABLE mirror, single or triplicate, must not be high. It can be long provided it extends partly below the top of the dresser. A bureau with several drawers topped with a large mirror would be out of place against a window. It would almost conceal it and the light would be shut out instead of fall over the mirror as is needed. A grand piano positioned across a window is attractive. This is true when two or more windows are grouj as one. Then the full length of the piano is silhouetted. The pianist is silhouetted also, g & charming effect. The light falls across the pages of the music which, in itself, is a recommendation for such positioning of the instrument. A French sofa, with+its curved back, fine piece of furniture to a long window. It does o be puah’:fl close to the room is large. Indeed, what could be more appropriate than sofa silhouetted a French la against & Prench window—as . these long ones are termed? o g ol ot Bnd Taves SATURDAY, JANUARY 31, 1931, LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. Ma started to look over her diary notes after supper, saying to pop, Weil ‘Willyum, a whole week has gone by since I started to Iofli these notes and % [to me, needs two thin ing events of the ferst one, she sed. Now for instants heers the very ferst g;ly. in other werds last Sattiday, she And she started to reed it out loud, saying, Rose with a slite hed ake and wondered weather to take anything for it and finely decided not to, and my hed ake disappeered unaided. It made me reflect how wonderful it would be if everybody ony knew the rite time to walt and the rite time to act. Hardly a_minnit after Willyum left for the office somebody called upon the tele- fone and asked for him, so I gave them his office fone number. Nora asked me what to have for supper and I told her a leg of lJam. She reminded me we had just finished the final remains of a leg of lam 2 days ago, 80 I told her roast beef. After luntch I hat to bridge, and then decided it looked too much like rain so I dident wear it. My my, how that brings back last Sattiday as though it were yestidday, ma sed. ‘You forgot to mention that you drop- ped a pin and picked it up again, but not without bending your knees, pop sed. Is that sippose to be funny? ma sed. Yes, pop sed, and ma sed, I dont heer anybody laffing. Sure you do, pop sed. Meening him, and he ke) it up for about 5 minnits with me y elping him. NANCY PAGE Cream of Tomato Soup Smooth As Veivet BY FLORENCE LA GANKE. Lols was lunching at the club and had just finished a cup of the best cream of tomato soup she ever had tasted. “I wonder how the cook made " said she to the waltress more to make conversation than anything else: “I can find out for you, Mrs. Miller.” ‘With that she went to the kitchen and came back with this information. “The cook uses canned tomatoes, table cream or top milk, butter, flour and seasoning of salt, pepper, sugar. Some- times she adds a stalk of celery or some celery seed, and occasionally a slice of onion. And she asked me to say em- phatically—no soda.” “No soda,” ejacu- lated Lols, “why I am surprised. I thought you had to have soda to keep the soup from curdling.” “I thought so, too, ma'am, but the cook says ‘no.’” Lois took down the directions which the waltress gave her. “Put two cups canned or stewed tomatoes in a saucepan with a slice of onion, a stalk of celery cut in small pleces, or celery leaves or celery root. Add a tiny plece of bay leaf. Cook for 10 minutes. In the meantime melt two tablespoons butter, add two table- spoons flour and cook until bubbling. CREAIMM OF TOMATO sSOuUP Add one cup cream and three cups milk to the roux. Cook until smooth and bubbling. “Strain the tomato mixture. “Pour the hot tomato slowly into the hot cream sauce. Season to taste, using FEATURES. The Woman Who Makes Good BY HELEN WOODWARD. Who started her career as a frightened typist and who decame ome of the highest paid business women in America. Telephone Operators. ‘The good telephone operator, it seems gs—good nature and good nerves. No girl with sensitive nerves could possibly be a good telephone operator. The constant movement of lights before her eyes, the constant voices and de- mands, and hurry and confu~ sion would drive a nervous girl into a prostration. it how could a girl bear the impa- tience, the foolish- ness, the unreason- ableness of the pen:a’;;le ‘-th:he oltber Helen Wood ends of her wires? Woodward. here is the man who thinks he has waited 15 minutes when he has waited 3. Then there are the people from outside who rage at the telephone operator when she doesn't connect them with the boss who doesn't want to be connected. Of course, she has the pleasure of listening in, which to many operators makes up for a lot of trouble, but in a great many offices, where the board is a small one, she has extra work to do during her spare time, and where thers i3 a very large board she hasn't much time to listen in. ‘We once had a really marvelous tele- phone operator. She was a tall, hand- some, good-natured girl, always smiling. She listened in to all conversations which seemed interesting, and she knew everybody's secrets in the office. We BEDTIME STORIES Flitter Goes to Sleep. Bach lives his own peculiar way. And which is better who shall say? —Old Mother Nature. ‘You should have seen the expression on Mother Brown's face when Farmer Brown's Boy lifted Flitter the Bat out of a big can up in the attic. She had opened her mouth to say that he couldn’t possibly have made the noises which she had been so sure were made by mice when Flitter began to do some talking on his own accord. He had a 1ot to say, and said it, but, of course, no one but another bat could have understood him. It was certain, how- ever, that he was much upset and was scolding about it. But his squeaky chittering was the very sound that Mother Brown had first heard. Then Farmer Brown's Boy put him back in the big can, and at once there was the sound of tiny claws scratching. There was a piece of paper on the bottom of the can, and when Flitter crawled across it and tried to climb up the in- side of the can, which, of course, he couldn't do, those little claws of his made that scratching sound. “Well, I never!” exclaimed Mother Brown. “I didn't think it was mice,” said Farmer Brown's Boy. “Well, I don’t know but I would as soon have mice as bats,” declared Mother Brown. “How under the sun did he get in that can? Here it is Mid- winter and who would expect to find a bat in Midwinter? Where under the sun has he been all this time and what has he lived on?” Farmer Brown's Boy chuckled. “He got into this attic last Fall,” said he, “and probably hung himself up to one of the rafters to sleep all Winter. On one of those warm days he awoke. Probably he was only half awake and let go his hold on the rafter and dropped into that can. Then he couldn't get out, for he couldnt climb the sides and he couldn't use his wings. Every warm day he would awake and scold and try to get out. It is all very simple when you know the facts. He hasn't lived on anything but air, but I suspect that if he was to stay awake very long would need food. He ?flmn‘t need any when he s hibernat- 2" Hibernation is a big word, but has a very simple meaning. It means sleep, the long, strange sleep in which certain little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows pass the long, cold months. There are several who do this, you know. Johnny Chuck is one. Farmer Brown's Boy once more picked up Flitter. “See those little teeth,” said he, for Flitter had his mouth open. “They are so small that I doubt if he could bite thlrounh the skin of my finger if he od about one teaspoon salt, two teaspoons | tried. sugar and a little white pepper. “By pouring the acld tomato slowly into the milk there is less danger of curdling than if the milk is poured into the large amount of acid tomato. Soda will counteract the acidity of the tcmato, but i. will also destroy the flavor and make the soup taste brack- ish. Keep the soup hot in the upper p;t of a double boiler until serving time.” “Well, I don’t like him, so put him outdoors, and we'll set this attic to rights,” said Mother Brown. “You _don't mea Farmer Brown's 3 outdoors this weather.” “I didn't think of that” replied Mother Brown. “That would be cruel. But what will you do with him? I can’t have him in the house.” “You won't have to. I'll take him A WASHINGTON DAYBOOK BY HERBERT PLUMMER. HEN C. V. (Sonny) Whitney an- nounced the other day that he had decided to give his thoroughbred stallion Johren to the Army, it was not the first “Whitney entry” to Govern- ment stables. Three others are in the service of Uncle Sam, in} the remount branch of the Army. Har- ry Payne Whitney % gave the Army his Swordsman and Swingloose. Mrs. Payne Whitney has donated her Dark Jest. In fact, the Army has been dealt with gen- erously by those persons who love horses and own large stables. At the various breeding farms located in all parts of the coun- try are thoroughbreds famous in their day—animals whose names are familiar to_every turf follower. Since 1920 more than 200 of those horses have been given to the Army remount branch by owners desirous of helping Uncle Sam better the strain of his mounts. Gifts were prompted by this motive, but the fact that each knew his thor- oughbred would find in the Army a comfortable home for the rest of its life also had its effect. Col. E. R. Bradley, for example, has sent up from his Idle Hour Farm near Lexington, Ky., no fewer than 18 thor- oughbreds. Bay Beauty and Behave Yourself are included—two names that every race fan will readily. Mrs. Anita Baldwin of California, whose stables are famous wherever vaces are run, has contributed 17 of her animals. She and Col. Bradley ve been the most generous of all con- L mis. Danger Rock was a gift of Ray- mond Belmont. Former United States positioned before windows. Onme is statuary on a ‘The other is a o1 the beaut of Uesng.“ ‘tour, lends admirably to window backgrounds. Lamps are so cause by so doing the Senator J. N. Camden of Kentucky con- tributed five, including the two stallions Barrington and Reno Rothstar. Alger- non Daingerfield, secretary of the Jockey Club, donated five from his string and Miss E. Daingerfield. cwo. ‘Thomas Hitchcock, father of the fa- mous polo player, with J. E. Madden, gave the stallion Yankee. These gift animals are distributed to all parts of the United States and Hawaii and Porto Rico. In Texas alone there are 137 stallions, some gifts and others purchased by the Remount Di- vision. There are 650 altogether. Prominent civilian and Army men are credited with the success this work has attained since the close of the World War. The late August;, Belmont, among the greatest American breeders of thoroughbreds, contributed two of his most famous horses—Octagon and Henry of Navarre—regarded as the foundation of the whole work. JOLLY POLLY A Lesson in Etiquette. BY JOSEPH J. FRISCH. AN ASTRONOMER ASSERTS THAT THERE ARE MANY BILLIONS OF MOONS. AND IT SEEMS THAT A the | Bood nurse, all knew it, but none of us cared, be- cause, mz‘h':"m‘ , she was very , an seco knew she never talked. L A the whole, I believe that most employers would prefer a girl who didn’t listen tn. The good tel ne nkphoeedl to tor, l:ka L3 e people 8o much that she is lent wllhp their weakness and foolishness. Sometimes she is too patient, as when she sits all day long in a draft. It seems to me that in about three-fourths of the of- fices I ever worked in, the telephone switchboard was placed somewhere in a draft, and the operator had a cold all the time. Usually the switchboard is in the reception room, and the operator suffers from a combination of bad air, because there are no windows, and of a draft from the continually opening elevator doors. Surely it would be pos- sible to build a little wooden wall or glass partition around the operator so that she would be protected from the drafts. As for fresh air—I suppose most employers would consider the op- ‘eznwr unreasonable if she demanded It is a strange thing, but I have never seen in any office a single telephone op- eravor who was ever promoted to any other position. The poor operators cease being operators, and the good ones like their work so much they don't care to change. Other work would seem to them monotonous and tiresome. They like the variety and the conversd- tion involved in their jobs. Girls having problems in connection with their work may write to Miss Woodward, in care of this paper, for her personal advice. (Copyright, 1931.) BY THORNTON W. BURGESS out in the barn. But really you could have worse things in the house. There isn't & more harmless little fellow in all the Great World,"” declared Farmer Brown's Boy. “What people are afraid of a bat for T can’t understand. See how soft his fur is. He is too wonder- ful to harm.” “Wonderful!” sniffed Mother Brown. “I don't see anything wonderful about “He's & mammal and he can fly, and if that isn't wonderful I don't know what is,” retorted Farmer Brown's Boy. “WONDERFUL!” SNIFFED MOTHER BROWN. “I DONT SEE ANY- THING WONDERFUL ABOUT HIM.” “That's true. I guess &m are right. Well, take him out in the barn, and then come back here and help me,” re- plied Mother Brown as she started to set_things to rights. So Flitter was taken out in the barn and plt on a rafter. It was cold out there, but not too cold. He yawned sleeplly, crawled along the rafter, found a place to suit him and went to sleep for the remainder of the Winter, (Copyright. 1931.) THE STAR’S DAILY PATTERN SERVICE Dainty and Informal. 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