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WOMA Strongest Force N’'S PAGE. in Home Life BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER. Love is the strongest psychological force in the world. It is the basis of happy home life. It is the underlying power of good government in social relations. It is the most beneficent principle of all the intangible agents THE SUN 1S EVER SHINING BE- HIND THE STORM CLOUDS. of the ether surrounding the earth. It is at the command of every cne, but to assume that each person can, or will, put it to perfect use is to discard the frailties of human nature. Paul, that venerable ancient lawyer and saint, recognized this when he said “The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.” It is a mistake, therefore, to con- fuse love with continual equability of temper. Both are to be desired, but BEDTIME ST Queer Little Fellow. ost people miss the point, I fear, at to himself no one is aueer. —Old Mother Nature. No one ever thinks himself queer. 8o when you think people queer just remember that very likely they are thinking the same thing of you. Flip the Terrier had fully recovered from his dreadful experience when he was lost on the desert and nearly died of thirst. But he had learned a lesscn. He had learned not to be too sure that he knew all that he should know, | “I AM HORNY THE HORNED LIZARD.” especially when in a strange place. And he had learned to have a great respect for this strange desert land and for the little people who lived there and got along without water. He couldn't understand it and he gave up trying to. “They must be very different from me or any of the people whom I know,” sald he, as he thought the matter over. “They are all queer. Any one who can live without water is queer.” It never once popped into his head that those same little people probably thought him queer because he couldn’t live without water. From Old Mother Nature's standpcint he wasn't queer and neither were they. Each was fitted to live in his own particular place and there is nothing queer about that. Flip was satisfied now to stay at the ranch unless his master, Farmer Brown's Boy, took him on trips. Then he took care never to lose sight of his master, Never again would he wander off on the desert. There was plenty to do and see on the ranch, and Flip spent a lot of time poking his inquisi- tive little nose into all sorts of places and discovering various little people whom he never had seen before. He had a lot of fun chasing various mem- bers of the Lizard family, and it was while he was doing this that he one day encountered a small person who he at once decided was one of the queerest people he ever had seen. From almost under his feet in & sandy spot on which rays of the sun poured hotly & curious Ilittle fellow darted to one side and stopped. Flip stopped abruptly and stared. Never had he seen any one like this. His body was flat, and so broad as to be almost round. His tail was short, very broad where it joined the body, and narrowed to R sharp point. Around his head, like a crown, were long spines or horns, and all around the edge of nis body were little spines like a fringe. Flis back carried many little spines also. In color he was pale brown, with a narrow band of paler color down the middle of his back and faint dark- er spots on his neck and back. “Who are you?” demanded Flip most impolitely. “I don’t know that it is any of your business who I am,” retorted the spiny little stranger. “Just leave me alone and avoid trouble.” p grinned. “I will,” said he. “You look too prickly to make a comfortable mouthful. Are you by any chance a ‘Toad? If it were not for that-tail I would think you are.” “No, I'm not a Toad and I'll thank you not to call me one. A lot of people do. They call me a Horned Toad. They ought to know better. Whoever saw & Toad run the way I do! I'm not even related to the Toad family and glad of it. I am Horny the Horned Lizard, if you really want to know, just as much a Lizard as those fellows I have seen you chasing. So there!” concluded the little stranger. Flip's grin changed to a chuckle. “Toad or Lizard, you certainly are the | of my family.” we have learned to control no force to absolute fection. Even electric cur- rents will sometimes cross, and some- times ‘fail to function. So loving souls do not always agree in ideas, methods of work or estimates of people and things. Personalities enter into equa- tions. In every family there are times when members express themselves decidedly | and not always agreeably, and currents of misunderstanding dull the accus- tomed beauty of home life. Such times should not be allowed to make any im- pression upon the underlying strata of | real love and affection, and should be ! blurred in memory. They are but the froth of weary minds or of those perplexed by prob- lems and should no more be considered as fundamentally disturbing the love back of them than does a tempest in- fluence in the least degree the shining of the sun which remains behind it all the time, and which will be visible immediately after the storm passes. LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. Pop was looking in the telefone book, and ma sed, O Willyum by the way, that reminds me, I must look up the telefone number of Maud Hewses tailer and make an appointment. Will you look it up for me while youve got the book there, Willyum? she sed. Any particular name? pop sed, and ma sed, Of corse, his name is Tack. The dooce it is, pop sed. O well, all tailers have funny names, it seems to be part of the bizzness. I suppose you dont happen to know his ferst name by any stroke of luck, ke sed, and ma sed, No, but there can hardly be two peeple by the name of Tack, she sed. There can hardly be one, pop sed. And he started to look, saying, Im rite as usual, theres not a Tack in the book, and ma sed, Well thats very piculiar because I remember associating it with putting down a carpit so I would be sure to recollect it, and you certeny tack a carpit to put it down, dont you? You also lay it, pop sed, and ma sed, ‘Thats so, I bleeve it*was that. Layton, THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. O, SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. Would you mind givin’ her one ob them terrible long kisses? I want to show Baby— (Copyright. 1931 NATURE’S CHILDREN BY LILLIAN COX ATHEY. Illustrations by Mary Foley. XVIL THE BEDBUG. Climex Lectularius. Y many names are these little blood-suckers known. In New York they are called “red coats,” in Baltimore “mahogany flats,” in the West “crimson ramble; Call them what you will their bite is just as bad. If undisturbed they will take from five to ten minutes to fill up on your blood. Some people are more thats what it must of been, Layton, look it up for me, wont .you, Willyum, she sed. Your obedient servant, pop sed. And he started to look it up, saying, Lay- ton, Layton, by gollies there are about 30 Laytons and you dont know the ferst name, Il haff to go over the whole list to see wich one is a taller. Wich he did, saying, For Peet sake theres not a tailer in the whole crowd. ‘Well what else goes with putting down a carpit? ma sed, and pop sed, I dont know, Im through, and ma sed, I know, its Hammer, Im sure now be- cause thats what made me think of Tack, look under the Hammers, will you, Willyum? Absilutely not, hang it all youve made me forget the name I started to look up for myself, pop sed. It was a man named Smith and now I cant re- member his initials, and a Smith with- out initials is like a haystack without a needle, Im going around to the bowl- ing alley, he sed. ‘Wich he did, and ma looked under the Hammers and found it. ORIE queerest person I have met since I came here,” sald he. “Queer!” exclaimed Horny indig- nantly. “I'm no more queer than you | are. Just because I happen to be dif- | ferent from my relatives is no reason for calling me queer.” “Excuse me. I beg your pardcn,” re- plied Flip gravely, suddenly remember- ing that he really was the stranger and that it pays to be polite. “I sup- pose it is because I never have seen any one like you that you seem queer | to me. Of course, you are not queer. | 1 didn’t mean to offend you.” “That's all right” replied Horny, more plezsantly. “If you stay around here long you are likely to meet a lot By Thornton W. Burgess. Just then Flip heard his master whistling for him. “I hope I will. I want to get acquainted,” sald he as he turned to leave. (Copyright, 1831.) NANCY PAGE Nancy's Favorite Dishes With Green Peas. BY FLORENCE LA GANKE. “Pease porridge hot and pease por- ridge cold” belong to Winter days. Fresh young peas are never spolled by making into dge—at least, that is what Nancy belleved. She had two or three ways of cooking peas that were different and yet did not destroy the fresh flavor. ‘When she was buying peas she locked for medium-sized pods, well filled and plump. She wanted the pods to be satin smooth on the outside, not wrinkled and hoary with age. She usually snapped a pod io see whether it was fresh enough to break sharply, or whether it was limp with old age. Occasionally she cooked a few pods in with the peas, but she saw little differ- | ence in the flavor. On the other hand, she discovered that a half teaspoonful of sugar to two or more cupfuls of peas brought out the flavor of the vegetable very well. A sprig of mint cooked with the peas was one variation, that Peter liked. Sometimes she put & quarter head of lettuce, cut into large ribbons, in with the peas. This was quite similar to the French method of preparation. And; sometimes she cooked bacon, diced it FRESH PEAS when crisp, added young onions, both root bulb and tender part of leaves. These were cut in bits and cooked in bacon fat for five minutes. Then un- cooked peas were added, seasoned with salt, pepper and a bit of sugar. The saucepan-was covered and the mixture sensitive to their presence than others. Bedbugs have lived on the blood of humans so long that their wings have disappeared. Unless they can find their | favorite food, they fast and walt. If the family to whom they have looked for sustenance moves and leaves them | behind, they stroll along the chair board, | follow 'the water ppes and enter an- other apartment. Mardy may bring you a newly wedded pair along with the laundry. At the end of the season un- less quick action has been taken, you will have a very large family to get rid of. The mother lays from 5 to 50 eggs in one mass. From 8 to 10 days are required during the warm weather for the rim-ridged eggs to hatch. The ba- bies give the rim a push and walk out. They are tiny and pale-yellowish white. They grow darker and their mother takes them at once to her happy hunt- ing grounds. Soon the wee one is filled and instead of being all white, he now has a bright red “tummy.” They will | dine for as much as 10 minutes and then stroll off home, taking 10 days to digest their meal. Their bite is poison- lous to many. Where people occupying beds used by ill persons are bitten by the bedbug disease is often carried from one person to another in this way. ‘There are. 190 children in the first family and as it only takes 11 weeks for the children to grow up and marry, the family grows at an alarming rate. Temperature plays a great part in thelr life history and the length of time for them to develop depends greatly upon this. The little chincelets change their coats five times while growing up. The last time tiny wing pads may be seen. Their six legs and long antennae are outlined by minute hairs. The body is oval and flat when not filled with food. The eyes are simple, the mouth parts are beak-shaped. ‘The ant and the house centipede are the only enemies the little bedbug has. The other insects cannot abide their odor. (Copyright, 1931.) Everyday Psychology BY l‘l.‘"fll. W. SPROWLS. Forgetting. Human beings are sometimes victims of their own memories. In other words, they remember too well, because they ponder too long and too often over the things they would like to forget. A good forgettery is, in the long Tun, & better mental asset than a good memory. Some one should work out some practical worth-while method for promoting an ability to forget. Little by little, psychologists have begun to get down to the significant facts about the things we remember and the things we forget. The situation would be about as fol- lows: We remember the painful events too painfully. The pleasant events be- long in the same class as the multipli- cation tables, historical dates and other ordinary items of information. We don't attach "any emotional significance to them. ‘There seems to be a great difference between a recollection and a memory. A recollection is a recallable event, and a memory is a revivable experience. Organize your feelings around any event and a memory jis establishe Painful events become painful exper! ences chiefly because you take them too seriously. g sl Fish Salad. Shred with their skins on enough radishes to make half a cupful, then combine them with two cupfuls of flaked cooked halibut and three- fourths cupful of diced celery, stirring lightly with a fork. Pour one-third cupful of French dressing over al Mix well and arrange on a bed of crisp lettuce. Garnish with mayonnaise and sprinkle well with paprika and one- fourth cupful of capers. DAILY DIET RECIPE ITALIAN EGG SALAD. Hard-cooked eggs, four; cooked dandelion greens, one cup; Neuf- chatel sream cheese, three ounces; salt, half teaspoon; pepper, one- eighth teaspoon; French dressing, one-quarter cup; mayonnaise, one-half cup; lettuce leaves, eight or twelve. SERVES 4 OR 6 PORTIONS. Chop eggs very fine. Chop cooked dandelion greens very fine. Mix these two together, ldd.ln{ cheese, salt, pepper and sufficien highly seasoned French dressing to make the right consistency to shape into balls. Chill thoroughly, then shape into balls. Serve on lettuce. Pour over any remaining French dressing and garnish with' mayonnaise. DIET NOTE. Recipe furnishes protein, some simmered slowly for 45 minutes. i [Rok h e aninire ‘The English penny, until the reign of Edward I, was struck with a cross, 50 _deeply ‘indented that it be and into four for farthings, and these names, ce, ce fat. Rich in lime, iron, vitamins A, B and C. Can be eaten by normal adults of average or under weight. Could be eaten by those mmmmu“ to redue:ed if mtlinenl ofl were used and cottage c’l:m substituted for the cream cheese. “A )grl'l best friend is her complexion.” Possibly. Anyway, it is her best approach, as a high-powered salesman would say. There is no ing about the value :rl.nc;’ighou to & woman. If she is pretty, she the world presented to her on a silver salver. A willowy figure, golden hair with a natural wave in it, and the sort of skin you love to touch will stand a girl in place of brains and character and ility. on is the petted child in every family, the spoiled darling who gets the prettiest clothes and the best of everything? Invariably the little golden-curled, blue-eyed cherub. What girls have the dates and could marry any one of & dozen men? The fine, intelligent young women wko \.;um gm% by Nature to be wives and mothers? Not at all. The beautiful it dumb. Among_the applicants for a job, which one would the astute business ick the plain, homely, competent woman of 35, or a little e a Ziegfeld prospect? You guessed it the first time. Who is the most cherished wife; plain Maria, who spends her time slaving over the cook stove, or lovely- Geraldine, who puts in her time at the beauty shop? You know. No good-looker ever has to stand on a street car or open a car window for herself or pay her own way if there is any man about. Even in business the mantle of beauty covers a multitude of sins and s cutie with a classical profile and lu“ curling lashes and a Cupid's bow mouth doesn’t have to be as punctual and accurate and effielent as her plain-faced sister. 80 1t is no wonder that when girls see where beauty gets them in the way of husbands and jobs and general perquisites they conclude that their looks are the only things that matter and devote all of their time and attention to trying to improve the outside of their instead of trying to cultivate what is inside of them. That is why most of them don't care whether they have one lobe or two to their brains, while they sit up nights studying the shape of their chin. IP girls put in as much serious thought on trying to improve their minds as they do on trying to improve their looks the world would be filldd with feminine savants. And if they were willing to make the sacrifices of their pleasures, desires and.inclinations for others that they maxe for the sake of their “figgers” we should have a race of lady sngels. : ‘The tragedy of this is that youth and beauty do not last. They may be a girl's best bet, but they are a woman's losing ticket, because the years inevitably rob her of these charms and then, if she has nothing besides these, she is sunk. NO woman is =0 forlorn and pitiful as she who has been a pretty, brainless butterfly in her youth and who in age is_just a bedrab- bled, faded, poor thing with all of her attractions gone. You could weep as you see her trying to buy a synthetic beauty for which there is no sale. Painting roses on cheeks from which the real ones have long sin fled. Dyeing hair the color of youth, but unable to make a young f: to go beneath it. Practicing the arts and coquetries that were fascinating at 20, but are as ghastly as the rattling of the bones of a skeleton at 60. 8o, while & girl's complexion may be her best friend as a come-on, she does well to remember that it is only a fair-weather friend who will soon desert her and then she will need her brains to fall back upon. They will stand by her and grow more and more helpful as the years go by, and in the end give her an attraction greater than any she ever carried in her compact. DOROTHY DIX. AN advertisement says: FEATURES. Heat-and- Yeast want to blow the loaf up, MODES OF THE MOMENT PARIS! A WASHINGTON . DAYBOOK BY HERBERT PLUMMER. stop the rising at the FLAVOR 1ITHOUT adding even a thimbleful more of ingredi- ents, Bond Bakers could make their loaf look much bigger. If the rising were permitted to go on and on, Bond Bread would be as flabby and lifeless as any bread you can buy. But more than a million women buy Bond Bread every day just because, Bond Bread has real substance and real, home-like flavor. And these greater values are in part the result of stopping the rising at the point where flavor will be at its best —at the Flavor-Peak. In addition, Bond Bakers use only the very finest bread ‘ingredients and bake ‘each loaf thoroughly. Ask your grocer for Bond Bread. Compare Bond with the ordinary, over-raised loaf. DIP!OMATIO liquor again moves into the limelight as the result of an at- tempt to “hi-jack” the supplies of the legation of El Salvador. Dr. Don Carlos Leiva, charge d'af- faires, was sent to the hospital with a broken head, and 17 cases of choice lig- ours fell into the hands of hi-jackers. And thus diplomats face another dif- ficulty in providing their establish- ments with thirst- i quenching supplies. ‘The task of get- ting liquor from rts of entry safe- y into the embassy or legation is hard enough, but to be forced to stand guard over one's cellar is something else. “Embassy liquor” —a term commonly used around Wash- ingten —long has been a delicate problem. It is one subject assured of front-page space. Almost everybody knows that diplo- mats may import as much .jquor as they care to, regardless of prohibition. Ttat is one of the privileges of diplomatic status. But there is more to it thaa merely having the right to br it in. They must transport it from of entry, usually Baltimore, in trucks, for movement by freight train is pro- hibited. There they run the risk of be- ing hi-jacked en route. In most instances the diplomats take out “hold-up insurance” to guard against financial loss. The rates are high, and although the shipments come in duty free, by the time the insurance and cost of trucking are paid, the amount of money expended is considerable. Then, too, an accredited attache of the embassy or legation must ride in with the cargo to make it completely immune in the eyes of the law. On oc- casions the attache has been known actually to take over the wheel of the truck used in transporting the liquor. ‘There has been criticism of this liquor privilege accorded representatives of for- eign governments in Washington. The most outspoken, perhaps, was former Senator Cole Blease of South Carolina. ‘While he was in the Senate he seldom lost an opportunity to speak his mind on this question. Thirsty Americans frequently are per- mitted to enjoy diplomatic hospitality in Washington without being interfered. with by law. On such occasions they probably forget that a sort of prohi- bition tax has been paid either by the host or his government. 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