Evening Star Newspaper, April 6, 1932, Page 29

MAGAZ INE PAGE. Pinafore Frock of Dotted Calico B% MARY MARSHALL. OW that it is the fashion for girls of all ages to acquire a | sun-tanned complexion as early | in the season as possible, you probably wouldnt want your little daughter to wear a sunbonnet.| Certainly she would very much object | herself to wearing the sunbonnet, but she would be quit: willing to wear a sunbonnet girl as an ornament to her nNew dress | Interestingly enough in these days | when hats are decidesly | ‘when little girls wear tiny berets th#t are &s nearly nothing at all as pos- | sible, sunbonnet designs are decidedly | in favor. And for applique designs they have a decided advantage that | doubtless has something to do with their popularity. In making figure ap- pliques the sunbonnet m: it quite | unnecessary to ctruggle with the face | of the figure, and the sweeping curved Ynes of a sunbonnet are very much easier to manage tnan the lines of a nose, chin and forehead in profile. The little pinafore frock shown in | the sketch is of dotted calico, trimmed with a bias binding of plain matetial to match the dots. The sunbonnet | appliques are made of this same ma- | terial cut out according to the dia- | gram shown below the sketch of the pinafore. | If you want quite small appliques | all you have to do is to cut out this | design and use it as a pattern. For larger appliques you will have no trou- | ble in making a somewhat larger pat- tern. Be sure to allow a fraction of an inch of material at the edge of the applique, as indicated by the dotted line Baste this neatly under and then press with an iron, so that the appli- que is perfectly flat and smooth when you baste it into position. It should be applied to the foundation material by means of fine blind stitches, and the lines indicating the collar, sash and skirt gathers should be done in fine outlining stitches. (Copyr UNCLE RAY 1932 Pawnee Customs. HE OTHER day I gave a talk to a school class and one pupil asked me to write about cus- toms of the Indians.’ I promised to do so, and shall give you a few stories this week. At some later time I shall write other I 2n s PAINTED CHIEF OF THE MOHAVE TRIBE. —we’ cannot cover such a big subject in a few days. The Pawnee Indians were among the interesting folk who made their home west ot the Mississippi in former days. There were four main bands in the tribe, and each tribe had a “high- chief.” The high-chief was there be- cause his father had been there before him Sometimes the high-chief was not a brave or & wise man. Then he might kesp his office, but the band would not let him have great power. They would follow the lead of other chiefs in their band. The voice of the high-chief might be heard at the council meet- ings, but often his advice would not be | followed. Pawnee warriors were fond of paint- ing their bodies. They took special pains to dab the paint on their faces and chests. In peace times, they used red, white and yellow. The color for war was black. Indians of many other tribes painted their bodies. Chiefs of the Mohave tribes were painted with rings and bands, even on their hands, feet and cheeks. During war—and sometimes in peace —Pawnee warriors would steal the horses of other tribes. This was dan- gerous but exciting work. A single Warrior might ths a wolf skin over! ’S CORNER | his body and get down on “all fours.” | Then he would trot along as if he were a real wolf. His course would | take him toward a herd of horses. The owners of the horses might see a “wolf,” but they would pay little at- tention. Wolves were dangerous in packs but a single wolf was not feared Slipping among the horses, the “wolf” would untfe them. He would jump on the back of one of them, and would drive' away as many as he could of the others. There was sure to be a chase, but Pawnee braves were very skillful horse-thieves, and often got away. Among the names of Pawnee war- riors were: Mad Wolf, Good Fox, Lucky Horse, Brave Chief, Seven Stars, Fancv Horse, Sitting Eagle and Walk- ing Bear. (This story may be used as a school topic. It should go in “History” sec- tion of your scrapbook) UNCLE RAY. SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY ¥. CORY. So 'at's the way the air gets out ob tires. I had no idear itswas so easy. Copyright, 1932.) THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 6, 1932. i Star i Patterns Tailored Frock. Simplified illustrated instructions for cutting and sewing are included with each pattern. They give complete di- rections for making these dresses. The new feminine tailleur has ex-| cited Paris, and thrilled American wom- en, too. Women who desire smartness, | buat dislike severity, will joyfully wel- come the advent of 273. Its modish lines are so distinctly feminine, and at| the same time so smartly tailored. The! skirt, front-pleated, flires slightly trom knee to hem. The short, belted jacket fits snugly about the- hips, and from the waist tapers into shoulder breadth. The sleeves, which are in- serted straight from the shoulder, at- tain a bishon efect through elbow puff | and long. slender cufl. Something new in scarfs is smocked to each separate shoulder and flls into a straight cowi, effect by passing through the buckled belt. Designed in sizes 14, 16, 36, 38, 40, 42 and 44. Size 35 requires 415 vards of 36-inch fabric, 4 vards of 39- inch fab-ic, or 3 yards of 54-inch fabric. To gect a pattern of this model send 15 cents in coins. Please write very plainly your name and address, style number and size of each pattern ordered and mail to The Evening Star Pattern Department, Washington, D. C. The new fashion magazine with color supplement and Paris style news is now | available at 10 cents when ordered with a pittern and 15 cents when ordered separately. The Evening Star Pattern Dept. Pattern No. 273 NAME (Please Print) Lovely Eyes gy Special! 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If he had a terrible gun, I would be, but he hasn't and so I don't care a flip of my tail for him.” However, Shadow didn't venture to go back to the sugar house that day and at night when he went there he found tho door closed. He waited a while and then went hunting elsewiere, for he was hungry. So it happened that he did not get back to the neigh- borhood of the sugar house until the following afternoon after Farmer Brown's Boy had gone off with Chat- terer the Red Squirrel in the box trap he had set for Shadow. He didn't know he had Chatterer. He thought he had Shadow. Again the door Shadow snarled angrily. saw him and threw a stick at him to frighten him. It merely made Shadow more angry than ever, He retired o take a nap. When he awoke he heard voices and peeped ouf of his hiding place to watch Farmer Brown and Farmer Brown's Boy. The latter had just returned from deep in the Creen Forest and he carried a box whicn finally he took into the house. A few minutes later he came out with it and set it on the ground at one side of the door. At once Shadow was curious. He wondered what that box was for and what, if anything, was in it. The mol he wondered the more his curiosity grew and the more impatient he be- came to investigate and find out. ~So no sooner was the way clear and no one in sight than he was over at that box. He went all around it without touching it. He found that it was open at one end and he didn't have to look in to know that there was a plece of fresh meat in there. His nose told him that before he could even peep in. When he did get where he tourd look in he at once saw that piece of meat on a stick at the back of the box. Shadow's smelled that hungry again few hours before. enough to take that stick and c: it a was closed 'and mouth watered as he meat. He was already despite a good meal a It would be easy meat off that where he could TO DANCE—to smile—to stir the desires of men— that was her job. And Olive’s mother was ill in a bleak hall bedroom—Olive needed money for her. She was a beautiful, glamorous girl—alone and unprotected among gangdom’s most notorious characters. She had made her life a web of lies and risked the one romance—the one great love of her life—for her mother’s sake. And now, the eyes of this vile beast—the eyes that had lured and wrecked her mother’s life—were Farmer Brown | Thornton . Burgess. eat it in peace. Now and then his nose picked up the faint humans scent where Farmer Brown's Boy had han- dled the trap, but’ Shadow didn’t mind this. He wasn't afraid of these two- legged creatures, so why trouble about the scent around this box? However, e was a bit suspicious about that bex, with its door open so invit- ingly. - He would try for those Mice first. If /he could not get into that sugar house and catch those Mice, he would come back here and take that meat. The door of the sugar house wasn't open even a crack. Shadow snarled his disappointment. Once more he went all around the sugar house, looking for a hole through which he migtt enter, He found none. He was ([P HOWEVER, HE WAS A BIT CICUS ABOUT THAT BOX, WITH ITS DOOR OPEN SO INVITINGLY. not cisappointed, for he hadn‘t ex- pected to find one. He had looked just by way of making sure that no hole had been opened since the last time he had looked. Back at the trap he put his head well inside. He sniffed. He smelled the meat and-he smelled something else “Chatterer the Red Squirrel has been in here,” he muttered. “If he was after that meat, I wonder why he did not take it. Something must have fright- ened him away. Well, that was his hard luck and my good luck.” He boldly walked inside, reached out and set his teeth in that meat, and then—well, then that door fell behind him and he was a prisoner! The next day he was given his liberty at the Tocky ledge, deep in the Green sForest He turned and spat at Farmer Brown's Boy. . Then he vanished among tte rocks,” and that was the last that Farn'er Brown's Boy saw of him. He didn't reappear at the sugar house. (Copyright. 19: SUSPI- | NATURE’S CHILDREN BY LILLIAN COX ATHEY. B THE GOAT. ILLY GOATS set the fashion for chin whiskers. From time im- memorial there has been friend- ship between man and the goat. When man roamed the lonely hills with his flocks of goats, he drank | their milk, ate their flesh and used their hides to fashion garments for himself. The pelts were used as water bags. To this day in the Far East men may be seen driving their milch goats through the streets to be milked for the customers. We all know that the appetite of the goat is insatiable. but it is really his consuming guriosity which leads him to investigate the tin can and empty WOME ‘b(vtue, His sure-footedness is amazing and he leaps from crag to crag with ‘tue, Who has not seen the agile climber scale the garage, leap to the porch roof and thence ascend to roof of the house? He descends with as little fear anrd discomfort #s we would | from a step. A climb like this is, to | him, merely a morning exercise. | His ability to live on lichens and such | scanty vegetation has endeared him to man as a source of profitable income without much outgo. Goats appoint leaders as do sheep. and herders find that a few goats in a flock of sheep are a profitable precau- tion. It is great fun to watch a pompous old billy goat lead his followers over a rickety bridge swinging above a deep ravine or over rushing waters. Billy and his wives and sisters are ver: friendly, are easily tamed, and enjoy playing with children. Affectionate and willing, they may be hitched to a small wagon and driven about by a small boy or girl. Should an enemy approach, all responsibility for the occupants of the wagon is forgotten and & head-on col- lision takes place. *S"FEATURES. C—S§ Few animals deliberately attack the goat, as his sharp horns and tough hide make him a foe to be avoided. he shakes his head he is angry, and you may be sure he means business. He is unsurpassed as a pet, though mischie- vous and a determined sampler of any- thing end everything within reach. Nature has provided the goat with teeth for cropping herdage. On each side of his jaws are six molars and on the lower jaw there are eight incisors. Watch the goat sniff the air. His sense of smell is very acute and his hearing extremely keen. His eyes are large and intelligent. His efficient horns are slightly knobbed in front and curve back above the neck. Slender, strong legs, and feet which seem to have two hoofs, enable him to get about with agility and speed. He walks, it seel on his toe nails. Fortunately, goats are born with short tails and do not have to have a major operation, as do the sheep. The common variety of goat has rather short hair and has no offensive odor. 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