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MAGAZINE PAGE. Frock for Summer Mornings BY BARBARA BELL. XPERIENCED housewives have a strong preference for warm- weather dresses with untrim- med necklines. At once they are cool, neat and economical of laundry. The accompanying sketch shows a well-cut. dress designed to give plenty of freedom of movement at the points a busy woman requires it. The bodice is simply cut and has deft touches which lift it above the rank and file of house frocks. The design follows & yoked theme, where- in points are used to give long, slen- derizing lines. Two types of sleeves are available—full-length ones and the short, slashed ones shown. The dress is made from seven easy-to-under- stand pattern pieces, which average sewers will be able to put together in a very short time. Becoming colors and good lines are | everything in wash frocks. This year there is no excuse for unattractive selections, for cottons have never been | lovelier, Seersuckers are triumphing over materials that require more care in washing. This grand fabric comes with a modishly Tough surface, and in CHAPTER XXXVIL SHOOTING PEBBLES. LOOK of wonder ran over the faces of the guards. They turned their heads ever so little toward one another. A glimmer of apprehension and relief came into their eves They had learned one new point in the endless riddle of their master's mind. “And why have you wanted to ride through Mexico, up and down?” asked Juan-Silva. “It is a great country, with plenty to see,” sald Montana. “And I have seen most of it!” he boasted. “If you have seen it, why do you still come?” “To see it all again, senor.” “And you are El Keed? Even I have heard of him,” said Juan-Silva. “Now tell me the truth and I think there'll be no harm for you here in the Val- Jey of the Dead. Why did you come here?” “Because 10,000 pesos are posted up for me.” “You were hunted, eh?” “Every man in the mountains was cleaning his rifie. The cattle men were fixing their eyes for me. The shepherds, even, were whetting their knives.” “And at last they drove you in here for refuge?” “I thought it was better to be a living man among the dead than a dead man among the living.” “Do you hear, my children?” said Juan-Silva. “This man is. also witty. Very soon he will have me laughing. El Keed is known to be a pleasant fellow—and perhaps this is really El Keed. Think, then, if I catch in my hand, in one day, a friar and El Keed walking together! But El Keed,” he went on, “carries with him a magic pair of guns that never miss.” “Mine miss plenty of times,” said Montana frankly. > It was not heat that was making him sweat now; it was the thought of joining those rows of chained labor- ers in the field. “Set him free, foot and hand,” com- manded Juan-Silva. This was done instantly. Juan- Silva dipped his hand and his with- ered arm into the water that ran be- fore him and picked out one of the big shining white pebbles. As soon as it was taken from the water the silver brilliance began to leave it. “This is a bird. tossed the stone into the air. ‘The gun flashed into the hand of the Kid, but he missed that best mo- ment when the stone hangs a trifie at the top of the throw. He missed it there; he missed it as it gathered speed in the descent; but his third bullet turned the rock into a puff of white dust when it was just above the ground. “Well,” said Juan-Silva, canting his head critically to one side, “that is very good, but that is not El Keed. Try again!” He picked up two stones and threw them very high and to a distance. The Kid, turning, found the terrible sun in his eyes. The stones were little black specks. One of them he knocked into noth- ingness at the top of its rise. The (3 THE EVENING colors every one likes—in solids, or checked, striped or plaided. Ging- ham launders beautifully, and has so de luxe an expression one can Wear it in the afternoon. Percales are ever so smart this season. They, too, have taken on fresh color schemes and new designs, of which the most attractive are the tie-prints, inspired by the men's foulard cravats. | BY P. MAL SIMS. Mr. Sims is universally acclaimed the greatest living contract and auction player. He was captain of the renowned “Four Horsemen” team, now disbanded, and has won 24 national champion- ships since 1924. These articles are based on the Sims system, which includes the one-over-one principle, which the Sims group of players was the first to employ and develop. The One-Over-One. N LINE with the five to five and [ a half primary trick game prob- ability theory a system of re- | sponses was devised. If your part- | ner opened the bidding, showing two and a half primary tricks, and you held two and a half to three and a half, you should force him by a jump response, Fit, or lack of fit, didn’t enter into the matter at all. Nor did the possibility of saving a round of bidding, or catching the opponents in & weak moment. If you held a good hand, you had to declare it immediately. One heart, two spades. Is there any chance of get- ting a three-diamond overcall after such bidding? ‘When your partner has opened the bidding, he has indicated a certain amount of strength and, inferentially, the ability to handle obstreperous op- ponents. Your only problem is to get to the right declaration. With & hand that seemed to prom- |ise a certain slam in view of your partner’s opening bid, a two-over-one would be all right; but the bid was so horribly misused that I grew to prefer a one-over-one under all cir-| cumstances. The opponents never know what type of hand you hold.| They're afrald to bid: they're afraid | not to bid. On the other hand, your partner sweeps along sercnely. He has promised a rebid by his opening. | He makes that rebid, and you either force, construct or pass. At the other end of the scale was the pitiful holding, such as, 8p. Q-J-x-x-x-x Di. Q-x-x Hts. xox Cll J-x Not even & trick and a half in the | entire mess! | | At first the early geniuses suggested passing this hand completely, unless partner opened with one spade. As | the requirements for foreing two bids | | were raised, the requirements for a re- | | sponse over an opening one bid were | lowered, and it was conceded that partner should bid something on the above hand. Zhe mechanical details were there. Without a trick and a half, the responder must bid one no| trump. Whether the spade suit ever | | was shown depended on the opener’s | | rebid. | | T argued that bidding one no trump on & hand such as the above was simply waste. Is your partner mo- ronic? Can't he be trusted to give |you a little leeway, even if you do' show him a suit? Spades is the safety of the hand, so far as you are con- cerned. Bid them immediately. and | worry about signoff the hand later (Conyright 1935.) Mr Sims will answer all inaniries on contract that are addressed to this news- paper with a seif-addressed. stamped en- velope. | P | STAR, WASHINGTO ) Dorothy D. SATURDAY, Dix Says Gk will be happy or not? We are very much in love with each other, but we have seen so many other coupl ho did nothing DEAB DOROTHY DIX—How can we tell whether our marriage but bill and coo before marriage, fight like cats and dogs after marriag when we undertake to live together. e, that we are wondering if we will be that way also Aren’t there any signs that forecast whether a marriage will be a success or a fallure? Answer: Oh, yes, my children, BOB AND SALLY. you don’t have to go to a fortune teller who is the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter and was born in a caul to have the fate of your marriage foretold, to learn how it will turn out. There are plenty of signs and omens right under your noses and visible to the naked eye that will apprise you of your fate if you will only look for them. <OR instance, it is a sure sign that your marriage will turn ouc unhappily if you think that all that is necessary to make a marriage a success is love. It isn't. It tak es love, of course, but to that you have to add hard work and self-sacrifice and iact and good, hard, horse sense. If you quarrel before marriage and haven't the same tastes about cosmetics and movies and clothes and things to ~at, it is a sure sign that you will be in a perpetual row after marriage. If before marriage each of you is determined to have his own way and neither one is willing to give in to the other or consider the other’s pleasure, it is & sign that never fails that you will fight from the sltar ‘o the divorce court. EITHER of you is jealous and gets green-eyed every time you see P I your intended out with another girl or boy; if you do not trust each other before marriage, it is sign that you will never have a single happy moment after you are married. If the man is ot willing to work and bring home the bacon and the woman is not willing to stay at home and cook it, it is a sign that there will be no peace and comfort in the home. If a bride and bride- groom think they can frolic around after marriage as they did before and have little flirtations with other girls and boys, it is a sure sign they are headed for the divorce court. I husband about when he shall com F A man thinks he can tell his wife how much rouge and lipstick and mascara she can use, and a woman thinks she can dictate to hex e home and where he shall go and who shall be his friends and what he shall eat, ‘t is a sign that a marriage will ba & perpetual scrapping match. If there is a mother- in-law in the house, it is & certain indication that old man trouble is coming to live with them. But if & young couple is congenial; if they have the same tastes and habits and read the same books and play the same games and have the same interests, it is & sig! after marriage without friction. n that they will get along together If they are unselfish and try to see how much they can do for each other instead of trying to see how much they can get out of each other, it is a sign they will be happy. * % l)EAH. MISS DIX—A very has proposed marriage to me. DOROTHY DIX. * x rich girl is very much in love with me snd 1 like her all right, and because of ner financial advantage over the other girls I 5o with. I am tempted 1o accept her offer. .1 am very popular and could get a wife whom I 12ve more, but the money part has a very strong attraction. However, she thinks I would look after her financial affairs and I object to the work it would require of me. Also she wants to settle down, while I want to travel. Please tell me whether I should marry her or not. UNDECIDED. Answer: Well, if you have been raised & Boy Scout and want to do your daily good deed, I should earnestly advise you to say “No” to the rich girl and firmly decline to accept her hand and fortune. For it coesn’t seem to me that you are able to make a fair return for all she gives you. cven willing to clip her coupons, wh and pleasing occupation. However, You haven't any love to bestow upon her, and you aren’t ich has always seemed to me a light . not having had the experience in this line of endeavor, I do not speak with authority. A NYWAY, for a man to marry for him to do. for money is s contemptible thing It is selling himself to some woman who will have him on the leash and whose bidding he has to do. She makes him sit up and eat out of her hand or roll over and play dead «r jump through the hoop, and it takes a man with of character to be willing to do it. of a rich wife who looked happy o mighty little spirit or independence I have never seen the poor husband r contented. So, if I were you, I would turn down the rich girl and marry the poor girl I was in love with and rol be my own man. Money buys a lof 1 up my sleeves and go to work ard t of good things, but it doesn't buy DOROTHY DIX. Barbara Bell Pattern No. 1504-B is designed in sizes 36, 38, 40, 42, 44 and 46. Size 36 requires (short sleevn)g HOW lt S[arth ! self-respect or love or happiness. 4335 yards of 36-inch material. | Every Barbara Bell pattern in- | cludes an illustrated instruction guide which is easy to understand. | BY JEAN NEWTON. “Salad Days.” | “My salad days, When I was green in judgment, but cold in blood.” | ! >O RUMINATES Cleopatra. Apt and perpetually fresh, this expression is as vivid today as it was when first penned. The metaphorical allusion fs, of course, to our youth, when our years are comparatively few and our judg- | ments accordingly as green as a salad. Its earliest recorded appearance is in Shakespeare's “Antony and Cleo- | patra,” 1, V. published in 1606. | | (Copyright. 1935.) st Rl P Sprinkle a pie plate lightly with | flour. Line the piate with a good = pastry. Brush the edges with u iittle ——d yolk of egg. Slice some tart apples other he missed twice as it ‘fell, He hin and cover the bottom cf the was half blind with the dazzle: he | pie with a layer. Sprinkle with sugar, | heard the stone fall on the gravel of grate a little nutmeg over the ap- | that naked patio. ples, and dust with cinnamon. Add | The sound was & voice to him. He | a tiny bit of clove if you wish. Dot | heard & slight murmur among the | with butter and proceed thus, layer | | guards and saw the flash of their by layer, until the pie plate i well malice. | filled and rounded up. Sprinkle a “And that,” said Juan-Silva, “was | tablespoonful of water over the ap- | still worse. But all good things come | ples. Cover with crust slashed in the | in threes. So here you are again!” | center and well pressed down around Three flashing pebbles he threw, the edge. Brush the pie with cream, this time. The second gun was already or sprinkle with water and dot with in the hand of the Kid. With his|butter. Bake in a hot oven until the | scowling brows he made & shadow |crust is set, then finish baking in a that enabled him to look close to the | medium oven. If you have quinces, sun. He dared not miss and therefore | peel and siice one very thin, cover | he held his fire & heart-breaking in- | with sugar, and add to the apples. | stant before each shot. | One or two tablespoonfuls of quince | | The first stone disappeared at the ' jelly may be used in place of the top of its rise, the second as it began | quince. 'Try it. | ;o h’ll and the third when it was a | foot from the ground. | :b 'n;e guards drew in & gasping MENU FOR A DAY. reath in unionisn. Juan-Silva sald: | “That is very good. You are Elr DRBAREAST, | | Grapefruit | Keed—I am almost sure. How can | you make me quite certain, ! Oatmeal with cream friend?” ™Y | | Poached Eggs | “Question me,” said Montana. Date Muffins “This man, this gringo, this famous | DINNER. | Montana who has ridden through our | Fruit cup | Mexico and left dead men behind him, | | giuffed celery, cranberry sauce Chicken & la Maryland | he is also & singer, eh? He sings the¢ good songs, the old songs. I have Mashed potatoes Boiled squash ‘Tomato and lettuce salad, | heard about that, too. Will you sing French dressing | for me, friend?” Strawberry mousse BARBARA BELL, Washington Star. Enclose 25 cents in coins for Pattern No. 1504-B. Size ....e0 Name Bacon Coffee. He leaned forward, with his chin | cupped in his hand, his elbow on his | Coffes | with little_trouble. (Copyright. 1935.) Nature’s BY LILLIAN Western Mink. F YOU count the mink’s blessings you are likely to come to the conclusion he is the highly-fa- vored one of the woodlands. He has boundless resources when danger threatens. If a fox is pur- suing, he can climb a tree, jump into a stream, hide in the muskrat’s home, stay under the water for some time, come up Many yards away awa, nd g0 on about his business. He can outwit a wildcat or & dog With the ability to make his body slender, he can hide in the home of a squirrel or dart into the burrow of a chipmunk. He may have short legs, but he doubles [l 5 e Lw.,. : = Caag oo g JRe 2t g g &= himself into the form of = hoop, straightening out again with every jump, and thus he travels with un- believable swiftness. He has the sleight-of-hand artist easily beaten when it comes to hiding. You see him a few feet away and the next moment he has disappeared un- der the leaves, snow or grass. When the mink hunts grouse he goes about pointing them as a dog would, brushing the underbrush and beating the low growth in a most efficient manner. 1If it is mice he has a longing for, he goes after them with vim and vigor. You must learn to imitate the squeak of the mouse and the voice of the squirrel. Then you can call the mink, and see how excited he gets with every squeak he hears but cannot trace. As a hunter he is not limited to | time, and sleeps only when he needs Children | COX ATHEY. a rest. Rainy weather has no terrors for him. Adventure is what he craves ! and what he gets. Sometimes you will see & mink sitting perfectly erect, eyeing the landscape with the most alert expression you will ever see on an animal's face. Then, dropping on all fours, the animal will go for a closer inspection, or spring noiselessly upon his unsuspecting victim. Few animals are so successful as mousers and few are such robbers of nests. They seem to get the most pleasure out of chasing mice and if you will take special care to watch them you will see much of the time that the mink is merely having fun, as he could easily catch the mouse. Rabbits are tormented in the same fashion. Mother mink selects a cozy site in April for the nursery. She looks well to the food supply close by, and has her home where rocks form a barri- cade from larger animals, using a | hollow log, lying In the woods, or & | stump where handsome cattails and | bullrushes conceal her doorway. The baby minks remain with their | mother until Autumn. By then she | has trained them well. They seldom | wander far from home. When the frosty nights arrive they are restless | youngsters and want to go out on MARCH 23, 1935. Who Are You? BY RUBY HASKINS ELLIS. Jackson ’l‘HE coat of arms here shown ls used by the descendants of Sam- uel Jackson, an early settler in the Province of Maryland. He was the owner of 1200 acres of land on the lower peninsula of the Eastern Shore of Maryland, which Lord Baltimore decreed should be named in honor of “our dear sister, the Lady Mary Som- erset.” Samuel Jackson was a man skilled in trading and finance, and his name | is found affixed to many important deeds and transactions in the early | days. He was not inclined toward offi- 1 clal life, but preferred the simple, leis- | urely ways of the English gentleman. He was, however, associated with | | troops in the common defense of his | | State by quartering soldiers, and was | Iplld tor his services in tobacco, at | that time the only currency available for such purposes, Samuel Jackson died at his estate, | Abergaveney, in 1688. | This ancestor is only one of many | of that name who came to American shores during the first wave of emi- jxranon from England, Ireland, Scot- land and other parts of Europe. The name is derived from the personal | | name Jack—Jackson, the “son of | | Jack,” and is found in all parts of the | | world today. Among the New England‘ | settlers we find the names of Abra- ham Jackson. Edmund, Edward, Henry. John, Nicholas, Richard, Sam- | uel, Walter, Willlam. Most of them | came from England and settled in or near Boston. | (Copyright. 1935.) - . Manne BY MYRTLE MYER ELDRED. } ,’I'HE very backbone of any kind of ! training should be an fllustration by the parents of how adults act. [Trllnln. means to direct the child | toward a more grown-up kind of con- | duct, which he is encouraged to want | to imitate. | It has always seemed ludicrous for | an angry mother, herself a perfect ex- emple of “lack of emotional control,” IS - ; to yell at a child to be good, or quiet, | | or well behaved. One can't very well | “beat” good conduct into a child, or “yell” it into him. One must, of | necessity, first know what good con- | duct is, and then show it to the child | by example. Then one may hope that, as he grows, he will come closer and closer to one’s idea of it. Mrs. M. B. is deploring her inability to frighten the child into better behavior. She writes: “I have need of help and informa- tion. My little girl will be 3 years old in March. She is very nervous and high strung. I tell her not to do things and she stamps her feet and will not mind and acts naughty. She does quite embarrassing things when I take her out in company. “My husband and I both holler at | her and threaten to spank her, but 1t does no good. What shall I do? In | regard to her diet, she will not eat anvthing but milk and spaghetti.” “Wise Management of ow to Meet the Child’s and “Dealing With the Child's Curiosity” cover the period when the child is learning how to live in the adult world comfortably. These may be had for a self-addressed, 3- cent stamped envelope, sent to Myrtle | Meyer Eldred in care of this news- | paper. | You may gather that one could not | expect successfully to train a child by | such methods as described. One has 1flm of all to be a “good” mother be- | fore one can expect to have a *good | child. The way you act is the way |the child acts. Children are em- barrassing imitations of us. | more tried. This time he found little —————— e s their own. Here they seek quarters | The diet is so poor that one must | by themselves, each having its own ' Suspect that much of the child’s camp and list of empty homes in naughtiness has that as a basis, If which to rest. you would like the diet leaflet, “Menus | Though minks are not sociably in- | From Two to Four Years,” send a self- | | clined, they are not quarrelsome and | addresed, 3-cent stamped envelope | | get along well together. Where food “ with your request to Myrtle Meyer | is very abundant several have been | Eldred in care of this newspaper. seen on friendly terms. | Perhaps the child would be encour- | This fellow is slightly larger than | #8ed to eat more solid foods if you | the American mink. He is known |§8ve her only two cups of milk to| from Northern California to Arctic | 97ink and used the rest in cooking the regions and east to Saskatchewan, |Solid food. | but his habits are the same as those | Whole grain cereals, and breads. [ of his Southern or Eastern cousin. | °38% meat, all kinds of vegetables and | All have the hard, glossy hair coat its are as important to her nutri- | with the soft, dense undercoat, black- A ton as the four cupfuls of milk. | tipped tails and white chins. | = ' (Copyright. 1935.) | Carrot-Potato Soup. Dealing With Boil six potatoes in their skins until tender, then drain, peel and | mash them. Cook two-thirds of a cupful each of very thinly sliced car- rots and of small sliced onions with Convex Profile WOMEN’S FEATURES. | Bedti BY THORNTON Johnny Digs In. Who has a place for sa | Will worry less about defeat. —Johnny Chuck. | ARMER BROWN'S BOY left Johnny Chuck up in the tree where he had found him. He| made no attempt to catch | Johnny, He didn't try to dis- lodge him by throwing things at him. | Of course not! Farmer Brown's Boy | isn’t that kind. He saw that Johnny | was worrled and 50 soon left him, but | stopped at a distance to watch him | get down, and chuckled as he saw him | come down backward, clinging tightly | to the tree all the way. | Once on the ground, Johnny emitted | a little sigh of rellef. Here he was at home. Up in that tree he wasn't at home. “There is nothing like the good old | ground,” said Johnny, talking to him- self for lack of any one else to talk to. “On it or in it I am at home, and | I'm not at home anywhere else. I ought to have a hole around here | somewhere, It really isn't safe not to have one if I am to stay around here | at all, and I think I would like to for while. Everything around here is| strange to me, and if Reddy Fox or Bowser the Hound should return now I would have to go back up in that tree because I don't know of any other | place to go I've had all I want of climbing, so I guess I'll dig in.” | He picked out a place and started to work. Johnny is a good digger. There are few better. For a few minutes he made the earth fly. Then he stopped. He had to. You see, the frost was not vet wholly out of the | ground, and Johnny had dug down to where the earth was still frozen. He gave up in disgust. No use to wear his nails out trying to dig through that. Twice more he started holes, only to be stopped by frost. Then he found a sandy place and once The | Ehusikes BY JOHN HARVEY FURBAY,Ph.D. Stories W. BURGESS. frost In the sand, and it wasn't long before he was down below even this little, He didn't dig very deep and he took no particular pains with this hole, for he intended to use it only to sleep in and to seek shelter in while he was in that neighborhood. He didn't even make a back door as he would have done had he intended to make it his home. With this hole finished he felt easier in his mind. “Reddy will be back hers to see what has become of me,” thought he. “He'll get rid of Bowser the Hound and then he’ll come back here to try to find out what has become of me. I know the red robber won't be satisfled until he knows or at least tries to find out Mg ‘('( ® Hisls HE PICKED OUT A PLACE AND STARTED TO WORK. where I have gone. He'll probably try to dig me out if he finds me here, but if he does Il show him what digging is. He might outdig me when I am fat, but not now. I'd like to see him try it.” Johnny wasn't mistaken. Reddy did get rid of Bowser, although he had to run farther than he wanted to before he succeeded. Then he re- turned straight to that tree in which he had left Johnny. Of course, Johnny wasn't there. He hadn't ex- pected he would be. He began to use his nose and he picked up John- ny's trail here and there. He found | the first of the holes Johnny had HORNED TOADS ARE NOT TOADS THE common horned toad, which is widely distributed through the American desert region, is not a toad at all: it is a spiny lizard. Toads and lizards do not even belong to the same general class of the animal kingdom. Toads are amphibians, while lizards are reptiles. (Suggested by Miss H. G. Turner, Warren, Ohio.) (Copyright. 1915.) started and grinned, for he guessed just why Johnny had given up. Then he found the other holes and, finally, the one which Johnny had completed. He didn't undertake to dig Johnny out then. He was too tired from his long run to do any digging then. He knew he would have to be fresh and feeling at his best if he would have any chance at all to dig Johnny out. So he took care not to disturb Johnny and trotted home to the Old Pasture to rest and plan how to catch Johnny Chuck. And all the time he was planning Johnny Chuck was doing some plan- ning of his own. He was planning on how not to be caught. And that is the way it is on the Green Meadows and in the Green Forest all the time, some all the time planning how to catch others and the others all the time planning how not to be caught. And when you come to think of it, life is not so very different from that with us humans. (Copyright. 1935.) DAILY SHORT STORY POLITIC MALE For Love and Riverdale, and a Bit of Auld Lang Syne, the Marital Rift Was Healed. BY FRANK KERN LEVIN, ARBARA, with a traveling bag in one hand and a satchel in the other, stepped off the train at Riverdale. “It’s no use, Con- rad,” Barbara had cried half in fury nd half in tears, after the party where she had come upon Conrac a little drunk and kissing somebod y who had been something else, but was now a blond. It's no use. I guess it was all wrong from the be- ginning. The rich young man Wwith nothing to do but spend money mar- ries the little work- ing girl who served him in the old flor- ist shop. It does sound grard, and while it lasted it/ was grand, but such things don't| last.” “M'dear, that's just silly. I was only joking.” Conrad was still a bit drunk when he started to take her in his &rms. | The odor of liquor on Conrad's breath was very obvius to her. Barbara had | bolted into her room and locked her door, and the next morning while Conrad was still asleep she had noise- lessly crept out of the house. Just 3 months and 17 days since he had married her, and now she had come to Riverdale to stay for the | time required in order to secure a | divorce. Conrad could be so fine, and he was so handsome. The trouble Y'know He Swumg His Fist Hard. get to know High- land, and then to get him to talk. Herman High - land was a big man with & little mus- tache and & red nose. “Oh, Mr. High- land,” Barbara cooed to him just after she had had somebody point him out to her on the golf course of the country club next day, “Im so thrilled. Just think —talking to the man who will be mayor of River- dale.” “Ha! Ha!" laugh- ed Mr Highland. “You're so fasci- nating!” exclaimed Barbara. “I'd like to play golf with you every day,” Mr. Highland said later “but people will talk, and a man in public life has to be careful.” “Sure,” agreed Barabara, “I know how it is “So, why don’t you come up to my apartment some evening? Say tomor- row evening? Il be all alone, and 50 nobody will see me with you. Ha! Ha!” “Ha! Ha!" Barbara laughed in re- turn, The next eevning Barbara stole sly- ly into Herman Highland's apartment. Herman was dressed in a tuxedo, and there was champaigne. Barbara felt confident. Herman Highland was the kind that talked plenty. But hardly had Barbara sat down when the door banged open. And there, glaring, but looking s little | knee. And the Kid searched his mem- | ory eagerly. Then, after humming a | note or two, he smiled and struck into | that famous old stirring song of | another age: “Land “Good,” sald the old man, closing his eyes as though the song were still running through his mind. “Very | c house, norse and salldle.” SUPPER. Scallops 2 la Newburg Pickles Olives | Crackers Cheese Salted nuts CofTee. DATE MUFFINS. One-third cup shortening, two teaspoons baking powder, one egg, one-half teaspoon salt, two cups flour, one cup milk, one-fourth cup sugar, one-half pound chopped dates. Sift dry ingredi- ents, add milk to beaten eggs and then melted shortening. Stir in chopped dates dredged with flour. Bake in moderate oven in well-greased muffin tins. good, and now you are twice El Keed. Be it three times and we are friends. But, as T said before, all right things are in threes. “And El Keed, I have heard, as a hunter is like a cat that sees in the dark. You shall have that chance. If you see in the dark you are El Keed and no other. Besides, I shall give you a chance to do something that will be very famous afterward.” He pointed to the thin-faced cap- tain of the guard. “Take him to the room of the old CHICKEN A LA MARYLAND. Clean chicken. Cut in pieces. Sprinkle each piece with salt and It takes wing. Shoot it, friend!” said Juan-Silva, and pepper, Dip in slightly beaten egg and then in bread crumbs. Place in greased dripping pan and cook in hot oven. Baste twice with melted butter or chicken fat. SCALLOPS A LA NEWBURG. Boil one pint of scallops for five minutes, drain; cut in quarters. Saute in six tablespoons butter, four tablespoons flour, one-half teaspoon paprika, salt and pep- per to taste. Pour on two cups scalded milk, stir constantly, and cook until thickened. Combine one beaten egg yolk and one-half cup thin cream and add to hot mixture just before serving. Cook and stir until egg is cooked, but do not overcook. One tablespoon of cooking sherry may be added. Serve seven persons. mill. See that not a single ray of light is entering. The room is close. He will not want many clothes. Strip him to one garment. Since he loves our Mexico so well he must love the machete of our peons also. Give him a good one, & sharp one. Be fair with him, and afterward call up three prisoners who are new in the valley. Big men, strong men, quick men.” Tomorrow, a battle in the thick dark begins. Baked Eggl. Butter a fireproof dish, preferably a glass dish, break two eggs care- fully in this, without mixing the volks and whites, season with salt and pep- per, cover with four tablespoonfuls of cream, and bake in a moderate oven for 10 minutes, or a little .onger, according to taste. l (Copyright. 1935.) 1 BY LOIS LEEDS. are rare. Most of us have what may be classified as passable features, A few have notice- ably distorted facial contours. The commonest of these undesirable facial varistions is the convex pro- file, with prominent nose overshadow- ing a short chin. It was surely not a member of our sex who wrote the lines, “My face, I don’t mind it because I'm behind it. 'Tis the people in front I annoy”—or words to that effect. Girls and women do mind having unattractive faces, and they are willing to do almost any- thing to keep from “annoying” others P!flm or near-perfect faces | with their facial defects. The beauty-seeker whose nose is too large for her own peace of mind turns desperately toward a surgical operation for a solution of her trouble. In many cases, however, she finds the cost prohibitive, involving, perhaps, a trip to the nearest large city., Then, too, there is the important problem of finding the right surgeon to do the work. As a result, by far the majority of girls and women who are dissatis- fled with their noses have to find other means of minimimizing their defect. 1t is here that the beauty specialist can do a real service. ‘There are many ways of making a large nose less prominent while bring- ing out a receding chin. Here are some pointers on how to accomplish this feat without resort to a surgeon: First. Use two shades of face pow- der—the darker one to tone down your nose, the lighter one to empha- size your chin. Second. Do not color lips vividly, but keep them relatively inconspicuous with a light-colored lipstitk, or none st all. [} | ‘Third. Play up the beauty of your eyes. Keep lashes and eyebrows dark and well groomed. Use a trace of eyeshadow. Fourth. Wear your hair long enough to arrange in a good-sized coll or curl cluster behind, at the level of your chin, Avoid a center part and one teaspoonful of salt in one quart of boiling water. When tender, drain, reserving the liquid. Mash and re- heat the carrots and onions with the potatoes and just before serving add one cupful each of heated milk and cream. was that he was & wastrel. If he had | frightened, stood Canrad. only gone out and got himself & job | “What's this?” Herman exclaimed Barbara wouldn't have had to get her- | as he rose from the table. his face, as self a divorce. | well as his nose, red. Conrad could Maybe because it looked like it think of no answer at the moment, might rain, there wasn’t a soul in | &nd so to settle things he swung his sight as Barbara stood on the platform | fist hard to Herman's jaw. Leaving and felt terribly lonesome. ‘Hem:‘:n B:pbr:wled oin ::;: floor, h; . " | caugl rbara up in Arms and It youre going into town, YOUNE | curried her all the way down to his coiffures combed straight back from the brow. Instead, use a side part with hair in loose, flufly waves shad- ing the hairline in front but not com- ing down to conceal the forehead. If the face is narrow, ears may be shown. ‘Waves and curls should be used to Fifth. Avoid the turban prevent a severe effect. and beret. | Wear hats with brims. ° Sonnysayings BY FANNY Y. CORY. lady, I'll be glad to give you a lift.” Barbara saw a thin, gray-haired | man with very intelligent and kindly | eyes standing before her. | “Thank you,” said Barbara. “I am | going to town. Don't they have busses “They have busses, but they're not | | available this afternoon because my | roadster. “It was nothing, really it was noth- ing.” Barbara sobbed excitedly. “Come to the mayor with me and I'll prove it.” “It’s nothing—finding you in a room | in this town, or taxis, or something?” | with another man!" Conrad snapped, and increased the pressure on the ac- celerator till the roadster seemed to “And after I, my heart Sixth. Erect posture of the head and neck, with chin up, make any nose look shorter. | I had a rally yesterday, but there was | from the moment you left.” political rival is having a rally. You be flying. see, election day is only a month off. | broken, have been looking for you bus service.” | “But let me explain,” Barbara Seventh. Exercise neck and chin. | Throw your head back. Alternately | | thrust out and draw in your lower | jaw. Move the fleshy point of your | chin up and down, keeping lips closed. | | Move your jaw from side to side. Go| through vigorous chewing movements | with lips closed and chin up. | Eighth. Be very careful to keep‘ the skin on the nose free from ofli- X ness, enlarged pores, blackheads and | those tiny broken capillaries that | sometimes make a red network on the nostrils. In order to keep the| skin unblemished and fine in tex- ) ture, or to restore it to such a condi- > | tion, it is essential to cleange it thor- | oughly twice a day with p and water. Just as important is avoidance of the common habit of powdering the % nose at frequent intervals during the| I had no idear Muvver was helpin’ day. The skin must be well cleansed | serve soup in that charity place—I before new powder base and powder am wearin’ my good coat all day Sat- are applied. urday fer punishment. (Copyright. 1938 10382 “Oh, that's too bad! But it might rain.” | “That wouldn't help. Something | more 1is required to keep Herman | Highland from taking my place as| mayor of Riverdale.” | “Oh! Are you the mayor?” “Yes, Silas Harper, mayor of River- dale—at least for another month. I suppose I'm prejudiced, but though I | know there are many men far worth- fer than I, I'm afraid it is going to be unfortunate for the people of this town if Herman Highland is eiected.” By the time Mayor Harper had driven Barbara to a suitable hotel she decided he was not prejudiced at all. It was a shame that a man like Herman Highland might be elected in preference to one like Silas Harper. Some one ought to make the people understand. Barbara clenched her 1te 8af. The Orst thing to do was W begged. And she did explain it all to kim, finishing with: “And when you broke in the way you did, you spoiled everything.” Conrad laughed, but hardly had he done so when & look of determination came to his face—a look of determi- nation in spite of the little smile that insisted upon playing at the corner of his lips “All right, honey! You want me to stop being a wastrel and to get my- self a job? I willl And my first job will be campaign manager for Silas Harper!” And Conrad swung the car lnlmnfl and drove back toward River- dale. ‘Oh!” exclaimed Barbara as she squeezed Conrad’s hand. (Copyright, 1935 ) Tomorrow: The professor sous 1uby-thre humming bird. w) weaihears angrily awaited The “outcome 1n THe Cot the B Michas. t

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