Evening Star Newspaper, May 21, 1932, Page 9

MAGAZINE PAGE. Drop-Leaf Furniture in Variety BY LYDIA LE BARON WALKER. EEE™ WHEN ADJUSTED, THESE DROP-LEAF ARMS ARE A GREAT CONVEN- IENCE, AND WHEN DOWN, THEY FRAMEWORK. ROP-LEAF furniture is one of present. There is a wider va- riety of pieces than one who/ is not acquainted with novelty Every one is familiar tables of a certain sort, but not all realize that ironing boards can be this every one associate drop leaves with armchairs, vet drop-leaf armchairs and even davenports have come into fash- Since this furniture has veloped to meet certain rweds, it is well for the home decorator to become ac- Drop-leaf furniture has been designed to conserve space and suit convenience. Before the extension dining room table ways of enlarging tables—by rasling drop leaves, by pushing out leaves which slid under the table top and by put- The drop-leaf table was found the most convenient. It conserved space best. All of us know of this type of table in The drop-leaf armchairs and daven- ports are now having a vogue. They are primarily built for convenience, Not only do the leaves take the place of extra occasional tables, but, when dropped, the size of the chair or sofa is seen to advantage in sun room and rch pieces. The frames are not up- %lsnered for one reason, and the in- adaptation of the drop-leaf admirably. Also it is in the sun parlor or on the porch that the luxury of lounging is the types much in vogue at furniture might_suppose. | with drop-leaf | style of equipment furniture. Nor does don. been de- quainted with it. was invented, there were but three ting two or more similar tables together. its many forms. but they certainly conserve space also. is not enlarged at all. This furniture formality of the furnishing suits this especially indulged in. Star Patterns Convertible Jacket Costume. Convertible costumes. . . Choose them for constant use. You can call this a suit, you can call this a jacket dress, but the fact is you'll call it into use constantly during the Spring sea- son. Without the jacket, you have an | attractive sports frock for tennis or | golf, with the jacket you have a spec- tator sports suit for sitting on the side- lines, And this is one of those outfits that are just as wearable for week ends in the country as for week ends in town. It is No. 711. Fashion says ‘“check and double eheck” to the diagonal checked material of the dress and jacket trimmings, and wears with it a perfectly plain jacket for chic contrast. Blue-and-white checks with a marine blue jacket, 2 brown and yellow dress with a brown Jacket or the ulways acceptable black and white are some suggestions. Designed in sizes 14, 16, 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, 46 and 48. Size 36 requires 3% yards of 36-inch fabric or 3 yards of 39-inch fabric. For jacket 21} yards of 36-inch fabric, or 2% yards of 39-inch | fabric Simlified fllustrated cutting and sewing each pattern. They Tections for ma To obtain a patterr model send 15 cents in coins. Kindly be sure to write very plainly on each| pattern ordered your name and address and size and mail to The Evening Star | Pattern Department, Washington, D. C. New fashion magazine, filled with the latest Paris style news, together with color supplement, can now be had at 10 cents when ordered with a pat- tern and 15 cents when ordered sepa- rately. s istructions for ncluded with lete di- ses, The Evening Star Pattern Dept. Pattern No. 711. Size..... NAME (Please Print) Street and Number...... City and State....... SEEM A PART OF THE FURNITURE ‘What could be more comfortable than to sip & cup of tea conveniently placed on the arm of one’s chair? Or for two persons seated on a davenport each to have her own table for her tea service? ‘There is always a table at hand, merely by adjusting the drop-leaf arm, when- ever one wants to lay a book down or to have one's sewing appointments at hand. Comfort and convenience are admirably coupled in these drop-leaf armchairs and davenports. ‘There is & difference as well as a dis- tinction between drop-leaf tables and tip-tables, although each conserves space and contributes to convenience. In the tip table, the whole thing swings on hinges and pivots. Part of the top rises, while part drops, and the table is utterly useless when tipped except for a fire screen. Tip tables were some- times made to do duties of both table and screen, These tables were especial- ly decorative to befit the last-named purpose. The drop-leaf table always has a main top portion, however nar- row, which remains useful although its leaves may be dropped. Ironing boards which are hinged to the wall of laundry or kitchen, and which can be raised or dropped when in or out of use, are another idea in drop-leaf furniture. Very often, today, these ironing boards, when raised, fit into a niche in the wall, and when be- hind the door closed against it, the board is completely concealed. ‘There are drop-leaf draining boards for sinks, drop-leaf tea-wagons and in- numerable tables consisting of shelves hinged to a wall. The shelves, when adjusted, make admirable tables, and when dropped take up no room. One such table, hinged to a railing or the side of the house, is excellent for a ve- randa, especlally a narrow one. (Copyright, 1932.) LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. The Weakly News. Weather: Has been better, could be werse. SISSIETY PAGE. Mr. Puds Simkinses family has been invited to travel all over Europe, the invitation arriving last week in a aver- tizement. Among those looking fallwerd with pleasure to the end of school and the beginning of vacation are Mr. Benny Potts, Mr. Sam Cross, Mr. Shorty Judge, Mr. Reddy Merfy, Mr. Glasses Magee, Mr. Sid Hunt, etc, etc., etc. EXTER!! ‘Through the Jungles with a Camera! Shorty Judge and Sam Cross, the famous explorers, climbed the back fents of the empty house in the next block and discovered a black and white wild cat and 4 different color wild kit- tins in the high grass, and are thinking of borowing Puds Simkinses camera to try to get some pictures of the experi- ence. POMES BY SKINNY MARTIN. A Hard Test. My father has a sense of humor, But one time it never shows 1s when I tickle him with the end of a string On the end of his sleeping nose. ‘The Hite of Luxury. I think the hite of luxury Is to lay under a apple tree And have a apple fall as close as it can ‘Without axually landing on me. MENU FOR A DAY. BREAKFAST. Cantaloupe Wholewheat Cereal with Cream Baked Beans Pepper Relish Pishcakes Raisin Brown Bread Doughnuts Coffee DINNER. Consomme Roast Lamb Brown Gravy Mint Jelly Stuffed Celery Mashed Potatoes Green Peas Tomato Salad French Dressing Strawberry Shortcake Coffee SUPPER. Lobster a la Newburg Parker House Rolls FProzen Fruit Salad Cookies Tea DOUGHNUTS One egg, 1’3 cups sugar, 1 cup sour milk, 1 cup sweet milk, 1 large tablespoon cream, 2 tea- spoons cream of tartar, 1 tea- spoon soda, & pinch of salt and a dash of cinnamon and nutmeg. Flour enough to handle. SHORTCAKE. Two cups sifted bread flour, 1 heaping teaspoon baking powder, 1 tablespoon sugar. Sift into mixing bowl and work in a piece of butter the size of an egg. Beat 1 egg lightly in a cup. Fill with sweet milk, add & speck of salt and turn into & bowl. Mix soft and divide into two portions Roll out and put one plece into & round tin, butter the top, and put the other piece right on top of that. Bake in a quick oven. Split and spread with butter and one box of fresh strawberries (washed, strained and mashed), with 4 good cups of sugar Spread between and on top FROZEN FRUIT SALAD. Four egg yolks, 4 tablespoons tarragon vinegar, 4 tablespoons sugar. Cook in double bofler till thick. Cool, stirring occasional- ly. Stir in 1 pint of whipped cream, 1 can of pineapple (cut in dice or shredded), ' pound blanched almonds (cut up), % pound marshmallows (cut up) Freeze, pack in mold in ice and salt for 3 hours. (Copyright. 1932.) THE EVENING NATURE’S CHILDREN BY LILLIAN COX ATHEY. K about in the clear stream and disports himself gayly in the aquarium. When his crest of spines is raised, he looks like an Indian war- rior, and he is a spirited fighter. He loves a place in the sun in a clear pool. He is a cousin to the black bass and the rock bass, but it is only SUNFISH. l Eupomotis Gibbosus. NOWN to anglers as the pump- kin seed and also as the to- bacco-box, the sunfish flashes in that they all have very aggressive dispositions that there is any resem- blance. A cleverer swimmer would be hard to find. His large, prominent eyes turn in every direction. The pupil is black, surrounded by a shining laven- der and bronze iris. The very large mouth opens upward and the gill opening extends backward until it ends in an earlike flap. It has nothing to do with the ears whatever. It is very decorative, greenish-black, bordered with green, and has a bright orange spot at the edge. In going through the water at so swift a pace, the fish looks like a jewel. The colors blend and glisten in the sunlight. In the Spring, he is dressed in his gavest colors. He has fashioned him- self & nursery and he wants to fill it with eggs. Above the pebble-cleared, basinlike nest he stations himself. Solomon in all his glory was not ar- rayed as he. His colors are brilllant and he puffs out his gills to show off. He moves about and his transparent fins flow about him like ribbons. Fast or slow, the colors become more bril- liant as _he moves nearer and nearer the sunfish damsel. Just when he thinks he has her properly impressed, he is joined by other suitors. All is forgotten in his mad desire to destroy the attractive- ness of his rivals and send them on their way. The fight is not to kill, and the gauzy fins of the opponents are soon in tatters. The successful war- rior now approaches the sunfish belle and is accepted. Over the nest she lays her eggs. They float through the water and drop to the pebbles on the bottom. Then she departs and leaves the home-builder to take care of the family. He de- fends his home with speed and dis- patch, and is faithful to the young fish until they can care for themselves. Then he goes about care free and happy, convinced of a duty well done. (Copyright, 1932.) NANCY PAGE Happy Is the Bride Who Plans This Party. BY FLORENCE LA GANKE. Edith Grant had enjoyed thoroughly the planning of all the details of her wedding. There was money in her family and in that of her husband- to-be's connections. Consequently she did not have to consider cost as closely as some of her friends had had to do. Edith’s wedding dress was of ivory satin, heavy and lustrous. It was made with a rounding neckline, cut high. ‘The sleeves were interesting—great big puffs which ended above the elbow. The sleeve continued with a tight- effect reaching from the fitted. But fullness was attained by the generous width of the lower part of the skirt. Edith carried a rather old-fashioned bouquet. Her cap was of tulle edged with a compact band of gardenias. The little face veil was of tulle, as was the long bridal veil which reached to the very end of the extremely long train on | the dress. Edith planned to keep this beau-| tiful dress and pass it down to the daughters she hoped to have Edith's bridesmaids were dressed in pink chiffon of the softest, faintest | hue imaginable. The skirts were given | fluffiness by row upon row of very full ruchings. Each girl wore a close-fitting chiffon hat with face veil and band of flowers like Edith’s. Only in the case of the bridesmaids the flowers were made of chiffon. The effect of the array of bridesmaids was not monotonous, even though each one wore pale pink, for the jackets were of varying pastel shades. The bouquets usually matched Lhfll jackets in general color scheme. And | since the bouquets, like the bride’s, were quaint old-fashioned affairs the whole picture was really charming. At least all the guests at Edith's wedding told her, her mother and each other that this was so. (Copyright, 1932 ity Fig Pickle. Buy some whole or bag figs, steam them until tender, then pour over them the heated rich spiced sirup left from your peach and watermelon pickles. Let stand for a few days and you will have delicious fig pickles. JOLLY POLLY A Lesson in Etiquette. STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, SATURDAY, any Drmwssmk—x.maynunzmnmom.muum work? Women marry only when men have money, and I fail to some grain of truth in it in the old days when there were no ‘vocations support herself quite as likely as a husband will be able to do it, him. Mighty often it is a poor trade, and the girl knows it when she is of having married for money? How many men do you know who have ON the contrary, don’t you know dozens and dozens of girls who have as they at home, and knowing that they would have to go shabby and push their DOROTHY DIX’S LETTER BOX instinct of any normal person to marry, but am not economically independent, nor do I have any prospect of being such for years to come. Is a man supposed to stay single because he can't get see where that makes them worth while. What is your opinion? J. A. C. Answer: I think there is no other such bunk as the charge men make Q;mt women marry only for money. Perhaps there may have been open to women but teaching and house-work, and a woman had to marry in order to get somebody to support her. CERTAINLY in these days, when any intelligent, able-bodied girl can v do not marry for a meal ticket. They go out and earn their own :;:.r:;nmd butter, and nine times out of ten when they get married it is because they love some man well enough to give up a good Job for making it. For the proof of this statement look around among your own acquaintances. How many girls do you know whom you even suspect the price to buy a wife, even if girls were willing to sell themselves? The ‘:'sluc of a wife runs into real money and only rich men can afford to buy gold-digging ladies. ied boys, knowing that they would have to give up a mahog- rg:mnrpgoioflk);mve. that they would have to pinch and economize have not had to do when earning their own money and living bulators and undergo all the hardships of a poor man's wife, {;\‘:ngfr::r?t gladly because some man was more to them than good clothes and their own pay envelopes and running around to parties? It s, of course, & great pity that marriage has to be financed, and that a young couple in love cannot be married without counting the cost. It would be a fine thing if they could live on air, or build their nest with a few twigs as the birds do, and needed only & worm or two or a few canary seeds for sustenance. AF’I‘ER marriage people need a shelter just as much as they did before marriage, and they get just as hungry and have the same need for warmth and clothes, and no benevolent providence supplies these to them. They have to get out and hustle for themselves, and there seems 1o help for it. Life is just that way. 1t makes marriage, like an automobile or a yacht or any other luxury, something that a man can’t afford until he has the price. And that also is life. There are a lot of things that we would all like to have that we haven't obtained, and perhaps that is good to us, for if we want them enough it puts ambition into our souls and strength into our arms until we get them. At 23 you need not despair about not being able to marry. There is a long time ahead of you in which to be married, so there’s no need to be in a hurry about it. DOROTHY DIX. (Copyright, 1932.) SCREEN ODDITIES BY CAPT. ROSCOE FAWCETT. \) CAROLE LOMBARD WON TWO MEDALS IN SCHOOL FOR SPRINTING AND BROAD- BIRTHDAY GREETINGS ‘% ROBERT HIRED A NIGHT AND DAY OPERATOR FOR WIS HOME TELEPHONE EXCHANGE WWCH CONSISTED OF SIXTEEN LINES. w (Coprrient. 1932, by The Bel Apdicom tan) TR) NEW YORK, 1904 Harold Lloyd's million dollar home proved to be a “white elephant” on his hands. Tiring of this lavish mode of living, he recently closed his immense estate, which required a large retinue of servants and involved tremendous ex- pense in maintenance, and moved to a less pretentious home at Malibu Beach. Gary Cooper entered pictures through force of necessity. He went to Los Angeles to become a commercial artist, but was discharged from his first job when he spilled ink on & rush drawing. Failing to find another job as an artist, he became a movie extra in Douglas Fairbanks’ “Robin Hood.” A replica of an ancient, royal Hawailan feather costume, requi many selected feathers, was made in the studio for the use of Dolores Del Rio “The Bird of Paradise.” “The mourner’s bench” is & meeting place for extras in Poverty Row. “Piano man” is the electrician who discharges high explosives by means of a switchboard. A “quarter ducat” is a check given in payment for overtime. UNCLE RAY’S CORNER i A within five or six feet of them, they LT L | Tirn ‘snd hop ahead. of me to thelr ROM Madison, Wis., the fair city | regylar feeding place beside a big tree. located between lakes, comes & | “Then they hop behind some bushes letter with an interesting story | until I crumble up the bread. When I about robins: | step back about the width of the side- “Dear Uncle Ray: Would you | walk, they come out and eat. “When someone else comes along the sidewalk, the robins hop behind the big tree or a bush, and wait quietly until F like to hear about a pair of robins which live beside the lower campus of | the University of Wisconsin, and which | seem to insist that I feed them? | the person has gone by. Then they “Last Summer two robins, seemingly rather young, were hopping around in front of our office. We gave them dry bread crumbs when we came to work ! in the morning, and they soon began to expect their breakfast from us. In the Autumn, when the weather grew chill, they flew away. I am sure that we all thank Mrs. “One day this Spring, as I was en-| Willlams for telling us about these tering the office, I saw a pair of robins | birds. Robins, with their “cheer-up” in front of the window—the same ones, |song, have won a place in the hearts I believe, that I fed last year. When I|of human beings; and it is fine to have stepped into the office, they hopped up |a new note on their interesting ways. on the window sill—as if begging for Have you ever tamed a d animal, something to eat. ‘or have you some good story about a “Since that morning I have always|pet? If so, I should be glad to have come prepared to feed them. Almost| you tell me about it in a letter. every morning, they come hopping up UNCLE RAY. the sidewalk to meet me, When I get (Copyright. 1932.) finish their meal. “It's a pleasure to observe the tame- ness of birds which are supposed to be wild. "“Very truly yours, “MRS WILLIAMS.” COUPON. UNCLE RAY, Care' of The Evening Star, Washington, D. C. I wish to join the Uncle Ray Scrapbook Club. Please send me the printed directions for making a scrapbook, design for scrapbook cover, Tules of the club and the 1932 membership certificate. I am inclosing a self-addressed, stamped envelope. Name .... . ..Grade Street or R. F. D.. City and State BY JOSEPH J. FRISCH. IMA DUDD DIDN'T KNOW WHICH WOULD BRING THE GREATER RESPONSE, “R.S.V.P.” OR *PLEASE REPLY,” 50 SHE \;—/ USED ' BOTH /(Q \ [ ¥ \mvwmmNs (v p. T.N. McN.—Either the words “Please reply” or the initials “R.S.V.P." may be used on Invitations. They are not used s0 much now as formerly, since it 18 thought that the persons receiving the invitations will have sufficlent courtesy to reply without being asked to do so. If you wish to be certain of the number of acceptances, it is best to append the request for a reply. (Copyright. 1932.) EVERYDAY PSYCHOLOGY BY DR. JESSE W. SPROWLS. i 3 (in terms of ourselves. It is practically Judging People | impossible to keep from judging that There 1s one part of our environment | other people think and feel as we do which we seem unable to judge cor- | about everything. So, when it's a rectly. That part is our human en- | question of sizing up another, we habit- vironment. | ually apply one of our own traits to the Of course, human beings have always | person under consideration and proceed made some attempt to judge other | to draw a false conclusion. human beings—to find out fust how and (Copyright, 1832.) why they are what they are. Written = documents of one kind or another show i Baae turies of judging have netted next to and one-half tablespoontuls of flour and talk, the way people write, the stars l mgama and a score of other personal | Stock gradually while stirring constant- fac Again bolling that this judging has been going on for at least 24 centuries. These 24 cen-‘ Melt three teaspoonfuls of butter and o rnr until well browned, then add three ‘The way people walk, the way people - B — continue the browning. Then pour on under which they are born, phys- T ical traits, thelr hobbes, vocations, what (00¢ 2nd one-half cupfuls of brown have been studied exhaustively. ly. Bring to the boiling point and add No real results. half a canned pimiento cut into small ‘This art or science is imperfect, be- | pleces. bring to the cause we continually try to judge others | point and season with salt and pepper. MAY 21, 1932 SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. Jiminy gosh! All my figgerin’ to do ober again—Smith's chickens has scratched out ’bout six-thirds ob our watermelons! SPRINGTIME BY D. C. PEATTIE. HILDHOOD memories of Na- ture, even of trivial details, are worth a hundred adult impres- slons, So one flower-lover, at least, will never forget his thrill when he first saw the blue flags grow- ing in the marshes, and a bit of the wonder of those first impressions still returns now when, just as this time of year, 1 see the blue flags glorifying those otherwise desolate swamps, the abode of old tin cans, near the head | of the Long Bridge, on the Virginia shore, ‘To be sure, a stand of blue flags in the marshes no longer looks to me as tall and mysterious as a canebrake. Yet I still can recapture my marvel over the big, frail, purple-blue flowers, with their curious “falls,” as the garden folk call the depending sepals, their elegant but tiny “standards” or petals, and their great, frail style-branches that are more beautiful than the petals. ‘There is a marvelous elegance in the spathe leaves that enfold the flower at the base and resemble the sepals of more ordinary flowers. There is a frag- {le stateliness in the stems closely sus- tained by the sword-shaped leaves— rather like a sort of girl-soldier, grace- fully and martially dressed but not really strong. Nothing about an iris flower js ordi- nary. Everything about it is “super.” It has been called the poor man’s or- chid, and indeed, an iris, in its proper evolutionary niche, may be said to be a lily on its way toward becoming an orchid. Of course, with time I've come to learn that our native iris versicolor, | the blue flag, is neither the true fleur- | de-lis, the lily of France, of Jeanne d'Arc, of the Valois kings, as I sup- posed in childhood, nor does it belong to the aristocratic section of the genus irls. Our common garden irises have all of them bearded “falls” or sepals, and include iris germanica, iris floren- tina and others well known to every- one who ever read a nursery catalogue. This is the group out of which innu merable marvelous variants and hy- brids have sprung spontaneously, or have been cleverly evolved by breeding. Our native iris belongs to the rustic “apogon” or beardless group, which shows much less tendency to produce easy varieties and hybrids. Moreover, the shapes of its falls and standards are not elegant; they are too rigid, spindling and broaden out in the wrong places. The plant is too tall and weedy-looking in the garden and, worse still, it needs a swamp—a com- modity unavailable and undesirable in small properties. The same objections hold for the yellow flag of Europe, a plant closely related to our blue flag. The yellow flag, which has natural- ized itself along the lower Potomac, is the true fleur-de-lis, being a native of | France. Our botany and garden books | are all wrong when they state that the common garden iris is the fleur-de-lis, since that is a native of the Orient. | Further, the old coats-of-arms of France always show yellow fleur-de-lis designs. Iris germanica is never yel- low, while the water flag of France, iris pseudacorus, is always yellow. OUR CHILDREN BY ANGELO PATRL happen. ‘Two mothers called on the principal of a big school within an hour and each complained of the badness of the other’s children. “I try my best to bring up my children, but if they are to associate with such young ones as those who live next door I don't see what I'm to do. “Their mother doesn't seem to know what is going on. Those children beat the others, they use bad words, they break up the games the others play— it you say a word to them they sass right back. Will you please see that my children don't associate with them at all? Take Billy out of that class and put him in another.” With scarcely a variation the two complaints were made in dead earnest ‘The burden of the story was the same, “My children are good. If it weren't for the other children in the world I could get along fine. Now you take care of the other children and mine will be all right.” It life were only as easy as that. If living alone were life in perfection, how easy that would be! Unfortunately life must be lived in commoen with the rest of humanity. One cannot go to a cloister and still remain in the world. Children, like grown-up people, must learn to live as comfortable as possible with other people. You canot eliminate anybody. If the children next door move away others come, and the result is the same. Priction and misunder- standing and trouble. Why not take it all cheerfully? Why not know that one’s own children are having about the same effect on the mother next door as hers have on you? Then set to work to train the children to meet life in better form and higher spirit, with laughter and good fellowship. That will be better training for what is to come by and by. Understanding people, getting along with them, is one of the essential qualities for successful living. The man or woman Who cannot get along with others is bound to be disappointed. unhappy, and a failure. The person who can make and keep friends on a wholesome human basis is a success from the start. Instead of encouraging children to fight each other, to shun each other, help them to adjust themselves to the individuals about them. Help them to keep a sense of proportion. Guide them to discriminate between trifles and principles, and do not say too much about the principles. Just act on them and the children will sense them underlying your life. Teach the children the truth that all belong to one family and there is very little to choose between us when the count is made. It is better to understand than to criticize. Better to be friendly and generous than to be grudging and carping and superior. A quarrel is an indication of social failure. Social failure is serious. Social success is essential to happiness. Guard it. (Copyright, 1832.) Those Bad Children. ID you ever stop to think that there might be people Who thought your children were as bad as those next door seemed to be to you? It might WOMEN’S FEATURES Accessories Which Are Matched BY MARY MARSHALL. ITHIN the past few years women have become pretty well educated on the im- portance of color harmony in dress. If the subject of “ensemble” has been harped upon to the point of weariness it at least had beneficial results, because nowadays almost every woman realizes that she must select gloves, stockings, hats, scarfs and other accessories with a view to color and shade. Accessories need not match, but they must have a definite bearing on the costume, and contrasts in tone or color must be in- tentional rather than haphazard. And because women have come to take these things for granted, fashion writers say less about them. But even the most carefully dressed woman must remind herself occa- sionally of the importance of color har- mony and the helpfulness of occasional- 1y having two or three accessories defi- nitely matched. You may, for instance, buy & matching scarf and hat band. We especially like the smart little 13- inch printed Mnen scarfs with match- ing hatbands. The scarfs are square, like handkerchiefs, folded over diag- onally and worn tied at the back with | a trimly tailored wool or linen crash suit, while the matching band may be worn with a natural colored straw hat or a light-weight felt hat, Among the newest matching acces- sories are fabric handbags with match- ing scarfs. You can buy them in in- teresting figured print designs, in stripes, dots or checks. We might sug- gest that you could make a simple envelope handbag yourself, were it not that these matching bag and scarf sets may be had for a very reasonable price. BEDTIME STORIE Rude Awakening. ances make the best, roubles make & Jest —Old Mr. Toad. ROUBLES sare a part of life.| Anyway it would seem so. And | few there are, if any, who do not have troubles. Some people manage to hide the fact, while others tell the world about their hard luck. It is those who master their troubles instead of allowing their troubles to master them who get the most from life, All Winter long Old Mr. Toad had | had no troubles and for a very good reason—he had ‘een asleep. Late in the Fall he had chosen a place in Farmer Brown's garden and there dug his way down in the earth and buried | himself. He had burled himself very thoroughly without even an air hole to the surface. He had done it by the simple method of digging with his hind feet and at the same time back- | ing in while the loose earth fell in on him and buried him. He didn't need a hole for air, because he would have no use for air as we know it, for he intended to stop living in so| far as everything but his heart was| concened, and that would have so little to do that it would seem not to be _alive. So with his head bent down and his feet tucked under him, Old Mr. Toad had become almost as cold as the cold earth around him, and as stiff as if he | were indeed frozen. and had not been uncomfortable in the least, for he had known nothing about it. He had been asleep in that strange sleep that is| called hibernation. But for this strange sleep a lot of little people and some bigger ones would die with the com- ing of Winter, for there would be no food for them and they would starve to death. Asleep they need no food. So Old Mr. Toad slept the Winter away in Farmer Brown's garden and no one knew he was there, for no one had seen him dig himself in. Sweet Mistress Spring had arrived. Winsome Bluebird and Mrs. Bluebird were in-| specting the houses Farmer Brown's | Boy had put up for them in the OId | Orchard. Down at the Smiling Pool was Redwing the Blackbird, adding his | veice to the chorus of rejoicing from | the little music bags of Old Mr. Toad's tiny cousins the Hylas. Still Mr. Toad slept. He knew not that Winter was over and Mistress Spring had arrived, for she had not yet awakened him. Then came Farmer Brown's Boy to the garden with his spade and hoe and rake. There were certain seeds to be planted early, and he had come | to prepare the ground for them. He led as he turned the brown earth over with his spade. Now and then he stooped to pick up an angle worm and toss it out to one side where Welcome Robin was watching. Now and then he turned up a stone and picked this up and tossed it aside. It was what he took to be one of those stones that he had turned up that he took in his hand to toss aside. It didn't feel exactly like a stone, and this drew his attention to it. - Under | the earth clinging to him he recog- | nized Old Mr. Toad. His face lighted in pleased surprise. “Well, well, well!” he exclaimed. “So this is where you spent the Win- ter! And you are still asleep. I'll put you out in the sun and see what that will do to you.” So Farmer Brown's boy gently placed Old Mr. Toad in a sunny spot and went on with his work. The sun was | warm. The air was warm. After a| while Old Mr. Toad moved a leg just a | little. He moved another leg a little. | He was beginning to waken. It took | a long time to waken, for you know he had been a long time asleep. Even after he began feebly to kick he knew nothing about it. | Farmer Brown's Boy to By Thornton W. Burgess. Now Flip the Terrier had followed the garden. He had sniffed at Old Mr. Toad when Farmer Brown’s Boy had put him down in that sunny spot, but found nothing to interest him. Later he came back that way as Old Mr. Toad was feebly kicking. He saw those moving legs and at once he was interested. For a few moments he stood over Old Mr. Toad gravely watching him. Then he put out & paw and gave Old Mr. Toad & poke, Old Mr, Toad rotled over on FOR A FEW MOMENTS HE STOOD OVER OLD MR. TOAD, GRAVELY WATCHING HIM. his back and his legs waved foolishly. Flip was delighted. Here was some- thing to play with. He gave Old Mr. ‘Toad another poke just as the latter was beginning to be enough awake to know that he was alive. Flip barked and poked him again. Old Mr. Toad was becoming more awake every minute, but it was a rude awakening. (Copyright, 1932.) Savory Eclairs. Put two tablespoonfuls of butter and one-fourth cupful of*boiling water in & saucepan and place over the fire. When boiling, add one-fourth cupful of bread flour all at once. Stir snd beat vigorously until the mixture forms s ball in the center of the pan. Remove from the fire and add one unbeaten egg, beating the mixture well. Add one- fourth cupful of chopped cooked ham or grated cheese. Shape with a pastry bag and small tube or with a knife and teaspoon using one level teaspoonful of the ham and cheese for each eclair, making the eclairs two inches long. Bake in a hot oven for 20 minutes. A portion of this mixture may be made without the ham or cheese, to be served at another meal with whatever filling you wish. My Neighbor Says: If salt in salt shakers is damp, put the shaker on the back of the stove until the salt, dries| When stitching fine material like muslin or crepe de chine on a sewing machine a seam is of- ten spoiled by being puckered. This may be avoided by placing a piece of paper under the seam. ‘When it 1s finished the paper can easily be torn away from the stitching. Always add a little melted but- ter to uncooked frosting. It im- proves the flavor and also pre- vents cracking. To keep polished furniture free from spots, rub with a piece of soft silk saturated with petroleum ointment (Copyright, 1992.) MODES== =——O0OF THE MOMENT