New Britain Herald Newspaper, August 11, 1924, Page 4

1684, r—e ALY B AMMAUL SEHY W E MY HUSBAND’S LOVE {| LACE GOWN FOR FALL The % coptume will have & eon. spicuous place in the fall and winter wardrobe, If not entively wade of lace it will be combined with soft | crepe or chiffon in a delicate eolor and dyed 10 mateh. This costume is | carried out entirely In beige eolor Very wide banding s cmployed o form the bodice and the panels in the skirt and the undertunie, A novel feature is the girdie tied low | over the hips, which ia made eof| pleated ehiffon, Frequently these lace gowns are made in the ferm of tunies 80 that they may be worn over differ. ent colored slips Adals Garvieen's New Paam o REVELATIONS OF A WIFE TEPRITTTRIIT AT TR ITaTIesee. my night attive, and was wearing the hose and slippers she had stipulsted, 11 alse had let down & bed, that in- dispensable adjunet of New Yerk apartments, and prepared it for our company, and when Lillian came in 1 turned an abselutely placid face to- What Lillian Adyvised Madge to Do and What Happried Lillian took the package I had brought her with & “thank jou” ribbed of its perfuncloriness by (he warmth of her tones, “Everything went according Sana hae schedule?™ she Inquired, &3 Khe entered hurriedly, and | saw mounted the sweeping hall stairs 1o, .. 0 papers had been taken the second floor of the apartment | rou around the package disclos- buliding. Hy ing & small square pasteboard box, porWithout & single hitch' | atured | without sealing or fastening of any er, and ne er o . ad til the door of the lving room had M{\un o Abnravine: SRialent IR glosed upon us. There Lilllan turned, | an she passed by me, she drew a low and throwing her arms around me | ... 1o the side of the bed upon with an impetuosity unusual In her | wyion ahe usually sleeps, ‘and piaced kissed me warmly. | upon 1t the box, the nightdress whieh | “If you could know how 'l..", 1am | e had asked of me & lttle while to see you safe back again! she before, her own slippers and a flash. tiaculated. [11ght, Then sho walked to the win- 1 smiled & bit maliclously, dows, drew the curlalns and closed “Just how I could escape coming |y jeayy fnside shutters, eharacteris- back safe with the precautions )'m' tie of the old-fashioned bullding. threw around me, 1 cannot imagine, “There ean't any light get through 1 answered, these,” she observed, with a satis- The muscles around her mouth | ao ™l "ot " ihen she hurrledly une twitched Into a grin, and then &he |4 oq’ ana siipped Inte bed beside ""L"‘ ‘l’“:;.':":'"h" spread it on, me, after locking the door l'k"lll'fl)'. o, . “You might as well go to sleep,” ohe sald, “I admit it. It anything | ayq “Thera may nothing come :"" "'I’P'd"';‘ to "°“l "‘:‘“"w"“':‘m!""' oft tonight at all, T promiss you, if ool errand for me, I-—=d-= ore does, T shall waken you well, we won't talk of it any more! "‘.,; :’“ m’»i at il l"‘:'N'- You're here safe with the thing | . . . for which I sent, and that'ts that." “No, 1 don't Ehe looked down at the package | .. o'y eq arly, which 1 had thrust info her hands, your place, T should count sheap— and with quickened curiosity 1 won- |~ She was interrupted by the s dered it she were going to show it den opening of the apartment hall to me, 1 knew her method of \\nr}k door; and a rush, stéalthy, but un- ':" “':'- r:‘l"“‘e"'.‘l"' m:-nml':‘:r '::"‘: mistakable, of several pairs of heavy RANEN e 8 feet toward the Marks' apartment. that my curlosity would be gratified. Lilllan sprang nolselessly from “h'm::l.lll"":“:lm:a'::":nl any [P0 and stolo swittly to ~our door, Vhen: 1iMian ; unfocked 1t—1 noted that she must problem, she nalls to h",‘_ m"fi”"“.'ll' have oiled the lock, @0 nolseless was . tintest erack, listening intently. Pres- Tl R :"’?"‘,‘" & ently Mrs. Marks' vofce, highpitched, :::e:lrrn.ck"mllz\;‘:‘nl:llyrc‘mlav: :f’ "\:;m quernlous, sounded in an exasperat- a second on ahybody or anything out- "',,'{3;:!'“'};”19‘,! tide her problem. But sometimes her 4 ” absorption gets a bit upon my nerves. - You must be dead on your feet,” she sald, turning toward the door. “I'm going down to the kitchen for a bit of hot water—a touch of indigestion. You'd better get into your negligee. We'll be going to bed shortly. But keep on a pair of stockings, and put your slippers wheré you can get them in a jiffy.” She went out of the door closing it after her, and I stood staring in the direction she had gone, with a stronger surmise than ever that Lil:. llan expected something exciting to happen, something calling for swift and resourceful action before the day should break. I did not believe at all in the hot water excuse, She had gone te the kitchen: to inspect the parcel T had given her. ¢ 1 didn't mind the subterfuge at all, but when a few seconds after the place!" she wailed “He was & hog," sald | with fine simplieity, He was not worrying abeut the ewner; his mind was ocoupied with plans to revenge himeself for the in- sults of Charley MeSween, “Of all the awful luck," eontinued |Bally, in an awed whisper, “To I think that we walked right inte his [hands, 1 knew there was something | Resinoliswhat youwant foryourskine queer about this place the minute 1| frouble=Resinol toswgtheitching and | took & look around the house" buming~Resinol te A%/ the eruption, “Well, what do we do now? ®wipe | Thisgentie ointment is so effectivethat * the horses it has been a standard akin treatment, Sally considered, then among physicians, «or many years. head slowly, contains nothing which could irritate . ;' 0; 1 think we'd better "'fl'l" 'm“'|~ the tenderest skin oven of a tiny baby, on't belleve it's quite as bad a {0 accept the inevitable, Hally takes|thought, You see, they didn't trail| pipt ek Keuasy Balimors ML " his a nap, |us hére, after all, They were com- - - |ing, anyhow, Probdbly they don't NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY | know we're here; If they did, we'd Probably she dreamed, But she was have heard from it before this, We've never quite sure of it, because If it | got to figure this out now—carefully, hegan as a am it ended as some- [The main thing is to keep them from thing that really happened, There | seeing you, That's why 1 wouldn't was & rhythmie throbbing in her ears, [let you go out to help with the and as she came slowly and reluc- [ baggmge.” tantly to consclousness it grew steadl- He was not a good hand at playing Iy louder, There was a mechanical |a walting game, and said so, He regularity about it that reminded her | was still in favor of going out and of the windmill at the Bar-M, but |taking the big car, a feat which pre- she reallzed an Instant later that she |sented to him no considerations of was not in her own home, And It | dismay, But Rally sharply ordered wasn't & windmill, either; it was more | him to put the idea out of his head, like an engine, Her eyes were blink- The situation bewildered her, but ing now. Why, it was an automobile! |she did not think it had yet reached Sally uncuried herself and straight- [a crisis, Nobody in the car had seen ened up In the big chalr, 1t Henry [her; it was very unlikely that they Williama had resurrected that flivver, | even knew their hold-up man had a if he had found that wheel, if he had [girl with him, 8o long as she could been In a fight with Charley Mec- |keep the Wreck out of thelr sight Sween—well, then he was going to|and as long as the flivver remained have some first class trouble on his locked up in a shed, there was still hands, Her ears were sharper now; |a chance to figure something out, she was completely awake, She lis- tened a second or two longer. No; it was not the fiivver, It was a different kind of an engine, more or- derly and dighified—wealthier. She leaned forward and pushed aside a corner of the curtain, The thing that made the noise had just come to a stop outside, Sally stared at it with round eyes. “Why, T believe—Oh' it is!" She flipped ont of the chair with the sudden speed of a cat and raced in the direction of tha kitchen. “They trailed us!” she gasped, as | she ran. BEGIN HERE TODAY The * vous Wreek," an ecoentrie young easterner, drives Sally Morgan, daughter of a Montana ranch owner, over a rough, uncertain trall from the | ranch te the raiiread station, They run out of gase occupants of a passin lend them any The Wreck takes five gallons at the peint of a gun and drives on, Next morning they stop at a ranch and meet Charlle Me- Hween, the foreman, whe Is . quandary because he has lost his| cooks just hefore the arvival of the owner, #ally cooks a brealkfast which so pleases MeSween that he takes a wheel off their car In order to keep them on the ranch, Foreed | the Wreek, to flavoring for soups and gravies, Cloth Collars Cloth collars that look dirty and greasy may be sponged with common salt moistened with ammenia, Fol. low this with a sponging with clear water and press under a cheesecloth, Koep in Cool Mace Lard or lard compounds should al- | ways be kept covered in a cool place, in shook her Migher Wats — Higher hats with practically ne | trimming and with square erowns are expected to replace the soft cloche, Condensod Milk Evaporated or unsweetened cone densed milk should be removed from the can on opening and kept on the ice, Clean Old Brass Antique brasses may be cleaned | with rotten stone and paraffin oil, 1 pro- Imagine you are,” “but If T were In o— i White Alpaca | White aplaca makes very smart |suits for summer and many of them have stripes or checks woven in the material, (A daily menu for the stout and thin) EAT AND LOSE WEIGHT Breakfast— One-half cantaloupe, 1 toasted bran muffiin, hot water, Luncheon — One open vegetable sandwich, 1 large glass diet egg fllp, Dinner—One cup dry lamb stew, 1 orange and escarole salad, 1 table- spoon peach whip with 2 tablespoons sauce, Bedtime—One cup skimmed milk. Total calories, 1034, Protein, 273; fat, 311; carbohydrate, 450. 1lren, L0181 gram, Dry Lamb Stew (for four) Two pounds lamb cut from fore- quarter, 12 small dry onions, 1 cup sliced turnip, 4 good sized new car- rots, 4 potatoes ,2 teaspoons salt, 1-4 teaspoon pepper. Wipe lamb and put in kettle with 8 cups boiling water. Simmer 1 hour and add onions peeled and left whole, turnips, carrots scraped and cut in halves lengthwise. Cook 15 minutes and add potatoes pared and cut in halves, salt and pepper. Cook half an hour and add dumplings for the rest of the family. Make a gravy with the liquor left in the kettle to serve with the dumplings. Total calories (exclusive of dump- lings and gravy,) 2225. Protein, 416: fat, 1304; carbohydrate, 505, fron, 0219 gram. FABLER ON HEALTH WATCH YOUR WEIGHT Mr. jare: fats in any form, milk as a drink, sugars, salmon pork, cream, butter, olive oll, pastry and sweets, nuts, mackerel and other fat fishes. It is far better to depend on such vegetables as lettuce, spinach, toma- toes, fruits of all kinds, carrots and such foods as are low in fuel value and help to reduce the amount of fat-forming elements but still satisfy the cravings of hunger. "Look out for overweight,” Mann's physical adviser warned him, when Mr, Mann was reaching middle age. It is overweight that figures so prominently in insurance risks when men of middle life are considered. ‘What foods to avoid, when overs weight threatens, s of much impor- | tance. While an entire list cannot here be given, the most important Whatever in the Gossip’s Corner CHAPTER VIIT, Hiding Out As Sally charged into the kitchen by v of the pantry, the Wreck was coming in through the door that opened on the yard, He stared at her in plain surprise; he did not know she could run so fast. What's the hurry mildly. “We're trailed!" “Trailed? What do you mean?" “Have they seen you?” she panted. “Who? What are you talking about? I haven't seen anybody but some horses down in the corral.” “Well, we're trained all right. Black and Brown Black and brown is a coler combi- nation’ that is to be very smart for fall and winter, Beige and black is also very effective, Straight Hems A perfectly straight hem is not nearly go effective on a gown de- signed for dancing as is one with an irregular, broken hemline with a floating drapery or points that take interesting lines during the quick movements of the dance, 2" he asked, "HE'S—HE'S NoOT STRONG,"” SAID SALLY, The Adventures f Kaggedyihn Orange Linen ghe had gone, I heard Mrs. Marks' excited tones, suddenly hushed, com- ing from down the hall, and knew that Lillian must have dummoned her | to the kitchen, my resentment sud- denly aligned itself beside my thwarted curiosity, and shook me with @ chagrin of which I was thoroughly ashamed. “Why, Potey!” Orange colored linen embroidered in brown and gold and bordered with blue makes an unusual wrap for sport wear. Shoulder Monogram The nefest place to put the déco- rative monogram is on -the shoulder cape, of the new coats. ; Flavoring for Soup and Kfi ' fly Jfigy “How yill we ever get the Zumzee out of your cunning little cottage, Mrs. ody Andy Sruelle Raggedys. "My goodncas he sald. “I thought when T saw the Zumzee throw all of you out of the house that Henry Willlams. They're out in the front now!" “Who's out in front?" “The people you stuck up—the big car! The Wreck lifted his eyebrows, looked thoughtful for an instant, then began squaring his shoulders, *‘Oh, oll right,” he said. stick 'em up again.” “We'll But how utterly exasperating it was! Just when she was satisfied that they had binudered into-a safe hideout, she discovered that they had really walled into the lion's den. “The think to do, of cour: keep them from seeing you,” said. “You'll have to stay in kitehen all the time, I'm afraid. don't suppose they'll come in here." “They're not going to coop me up to &he the 1 is The reducing diet should be served with 34 potato and meat with no fat on it. EAT AND GAIN WEIGHT Breakfast—One-half cantaloupe, 2 tablespoons creamed dried beef, 1 rice patty, 2 toasted bran moffins, 1 table spoon butter, 1 cup cocoa, Mid-morning lunch — One glass orange juice, 2 large nut bread and Mingle, 8o that you can go back and live in it?"”.Raggedy Ann asked. She and Raggedy Andy and Mrs. Mingle ware sitting upon a stone, a very hard wie out in front of Mrs. Mingle's cottage. “The 1zee hos no right to walke into my house just as we were about to sit down to breakfast!"” Mrs, Min- gle said. It was but a matter of seconds, however, before I was able to mount my commoh senge firmly in the saddle again, and keep it seated there. By the time Lillian returned, I was ready for bed, with a negligee thrown over Sally groaned. “We've got to get out of here,” she said sharply. ‘“We've got to make a getaway. We'll get a couple of horses down at the corral before they sce us, You'll just have to ride.” It was a despairing thing to con- template the Wreck on horseback, but it seemed the only chance. “Oh, I can ride,” he said, “I can in a kitchen,” he growled. ‘“Besides, it was dark last night, anyhow. They didn't get a good look at me, © I had my cap pulled down,"” Charley came into again, “We got that baggage in, thanks to nobody that washes dishes,” he said, ‘“And now, ma'am, I'll have to ” butter sandwiches, Luncheon — One open sandwich, 1 large glass half,” 1-6 blueberry pie. Afternoon teo — One punch, 2 chocolate nut cookies, Dinner—One cup lamb stew with dumpling and 2 tablespoons gravy, 1 orange and escarole salad with 2 ta- he was very strong, but the very first time that I kicked him with my wooden legs, the Zumzee Howled as if he was frightened, so I just kept kicking him and thumping him until hé ran and jumped right through the — Spread the tops of celery on a baking sheet and place in a warm oven with the door open until they are dry enough to rub to a powder. Then store in a glass jar and use as vegetable “hal fand the kitchen cup fruit o Tanglon. Letter From John Alden Prescott to Sydney Carton. You should marry, my dear Syd. There nothing llke marriage to change a man’'s point of view. I don't know just why it is, but when a man is courting a girl, she looks entirely different to him than she does after he marries her. You being single, all girls are beautiful to you. I'd like .to sece you married to someone like Mrs. Atherton here. She'd soon make you understand that the war between the sexes is not a myth. It's still on, and a man has to fight for every bit of in- dependence he will have and every bit of respect that he will get from his wife, her friende or her relatives. I told Leslie that she must give that damned necklace hack to Karl Whitney. She's going to do it or we're going to be a divided house- hold. If TLeslie's father weren't so 11l. I'd put the whole matter up to ~ GOOD MANNERS— Godfather him. He'd certainly understand the | whole bueiness. I don't see why I shouldn't make one of the wedding party and escort Miss Perier when my wife was out of town. With the exception of Miss Perier, all the participants were my wife’'s friends. In fact, we were going to have the wadding at my house if Leslie hadn't heen called to her father's It's an armed truce between us so far, I have not telegraphed or written her, and she has nol peepcd as far as I am concerned, Of course, my mother is here, and she is becoming very curious to know why my wife hasn’™ written me. I | have told her &he is probably too Lusy with her father, She got me to send Leslie a night lotter for her lest night., 1 was oniy too xiad to do this, signing mother's name, for 1 don't mind confessing to you that 1 do like Mr. Hamilton very much, and T don’t want to appear to have no interest in his illness whatever. &yd, I never was so looney in my ‘l‘f- 1 went Jown to the elub last night, and found it filled with a lot of callow youths that I never had |seen before. By and by Ernest | Treadwell came in, and 1 asked him about this or that one of our mu- hungrier and ute!” Mrs. Mingle sighed. i gedys could no, so they just eat the hard stone beside rs. Mingle and felt sorry. BAN! zee howled from ineide “Indeed! He hasn't!” Raggedy Ann agreed. | “I would have wrestled him,” Rag- gedy . Andy said, “but the Znmzee is S0 large he easily pushed all of us right out of the house! Anl now that he has all the doors locked, we can- | not get back inside!" | “And now the Zumzee has vaten all | the breakfast and has gone to sleep with his muddy feet right on Mres. Mingle's nice clean white bed!” Rag- gedy Ann said after sh2 had run over and peeked into a window. | | ‘And T am getting hungrier and. hungri: evary min- Rag- | poil Tut, there was nolhing the [ But pretty soon Mrs, Mingle f1ied, Indeed, there was a loud racket in- side Mrs. Mingle's houss: Like this “BANG! Crash! BUMP! only a greal deal louded. “Maybee the Zumzee ate 50 much it made his tummy ache and ue ia jumping about and breaking up the furniture!” Raggedy Andy sa.l. “Oh, no, it couldn’t be that!” Mrs. Mingle replied. “All the food was magic food and would never give any- thing the tummy ache!" “Then it is something else!” Rag- gedy Andy said. “Wow!"” the loud voice of the Zum- the house. ‘Oumb! Wowie! Guch!” Then there “Listen! What is that racket inside | m my nice little cottage?" | (® Johony Gruatie the hard The Raggedys sat upon stone, front door!” Mrs. Mingle, with her agic charm soon pug the house in order again and in three minutes she and the Raggedys and the wooden hobby horse were enjoying their breakfast, brought from Mrs. Mingle's magical cupboards, Court Jewels | him appraisingly. | sisted on whipping him, this seemed ride anything. Only it's easier to stick 'em up. “We'll take their car!" lly shook her head ankrily. , you idiot!” she cried. "“We'll take horses, if we get a chance at them. Hurry!"” She had seized him by the hand fand was dragging him in the direction of the'door when in walked Charley MeSween, Sally stopped and eyed If the Wreck in- to be the chosen time. And if it was necessary, she would help. “I was just lookin' for you,” said Charley, addressing the Wreck. " | want a hand with some baggage out- side.” “Huh?" inquired the Wreck. “Baggage,” repeated Charley. boss is here.” Sally and the Wreck exchanged a slow glance. Then she pinched his fingers” tightly, and he knew it was meant to be some sort of a signal. “Where are your men? Can't they handle baggage?” she demanded. “The boys ain’t here, ma'am. 8o I'm askin’ him,” with a nod toward the Wreck. “Well, my husband doesn't handle baggage.” Again fingers. ““What's the reason he don't handle baggage?” inquired Charley. “Aln't it dignified?” ‘He's—he's not strong,” said Sally. The Wreck began to squirm look truculent. “I admit he ain't exactly powerful “The she pinched -the Wreck's and | ask you to hustle dinner. They're real hungry.” “They’'ll have dinner just as soon as I can get it,” said Sally, promptly. The Wreck regarded her with a look of amazed disappointment. Was she going to turn to and cook for a hog? It was enough to be drafted as cook for an unknown, but to do chores for your enemy was humilia- tion. He was about to speak when she stopped him with a look. “Seems they didn't get any regular breakfast, except crackers, which they had with 'em.” explained Char- ley. “That leaves 'em kind of hungry. They got hung up on the road. In fact, they got held up.” “You don’t mean it!"” exclaimed Sally, who was digging into the flour barrel, as a first step in the direction of making biscuits. “Oh, it don’t seem like it was seri- ous, ma'am, That is, there wasn't anybody got shot. Feller just took watches and valuables and left 'em flat without any gas.” Sally ventured a look at the Wreck. He seemed to be curiously elated, “It's been done before,” said Char- ley, who was slightly bored. “It ain't anything to what they used to do. Only the boss is pretty well stirred up, which maybe Is natural enough. He comes from the east, where they don't know anything about such things.” The Wreck was standing near a window, polishing his spectacles. It was Rally’s first conscious glimpse of him without the horn rims, He gave blespoons fruit dressing, 2 tablespoons peach whip with 4 tablespoons sauce, 2 slices whole wheat bread, 2 table- spoon putter, Bedtime--One cup whole milk. Total calories, 4003, Protein, 420; fat, 1701; carbohydrate, 1882. Iron, 02 gram, Peach Whip One cup peach pulp, 3 cup sugar, 1 egg white. Use very ripe peaches and put through vegetable ricer. Put all in- gredients into a deep bowl and beat with a dover beater until stift. It will take about 20 minutes and a lot of “elhow grease.” Total calories, 765. 2; carhohydrate, gram, The yolk of the _egg is combined with 134 cups scalded milk, 4 table- spoons sugar, 1 tablespoon flour and 1-8 teaspoon salt to make a boiled custard sauce, (Copyright, 1924, NEA Service, Ine.) Protein, 26; fat, 736. Iren, .001 THE YOUNG LADY ACROSS THE WAY By Proxy | tual friends and found they were all | either married or going to Le very | soom, T didn’t have time arrangements with Paula about the child. It does seem as though we oughtn't to stand in the way of the boy getting some of his mother's ealary, and yet I am sure Leslie wouldn't hear a word of it. 1 wonder if I told you .aat Atherton saw that anonymous ter that I recelved. She wrota on the hottom of It that she thought anonymous lettars were damnable, She wasn't to blame for op ning it, as she has instructions to opon averything of mine that 1=n't marked her a swift impression of being an- other person. But there was no time to study him; Charley was too Inter- esting. “Who is the boss?” she asked, try- ing to be indifferent, “His name is Underwood,” said Charley. “He's from New York. It's funny the way those New Yorkers buy themselves places that take such a pile of travelin’ to get to. And he |don’t come here oftener than once a | year, This time he drove all the way, Tt don't sound reasonable, but ;he did. He's got his boy and girl Jwith him. 1 expect he'll stay a few |'weeks.” lookin’, ma'am. But a while back he sald he was goin' to lick me, so I thought maybe he could rassle a couple of trunks without sustainin’ any personal damage.” No: you'll have to get somebody elze,"” said Sally. Charley made no effort to conceal the disgust in his soul. He inspected the Wreck from his horn-rimmed | 8pectacles to his shoes, following the | examination with a gesture of con- tempt. | “Seein' as your wife won't let you,” he remarked, “T suppose me and the chauffeur ‘Il manage.” The Wreck never knew how he managed to maintain any self-control, but he blamed it all on Sally. Al This is the sort of jewelry American | he did was shout: women wear when they are present-| “If you think I'm a baggage- ed to their royal majesties, the king | smasher, you just wait and see what and queen of Great Britain. The | happens to your dishes.” Wemen are sirange cosatives, you young woman is Miss Sarah Mellon, Charley went out with a remark know, and Eali} Atherton 1 jist the| with a ecrash, danghter of Seeretary of ‘Treasury |to the effect that he did not have to woman to be jealous both for heraeif When the magical hobby horss saw |Andrew Mellon. She made a decided | pay for the dishes. The Wreck and [eh?" that the Zumzee was running rway, [hit in court circles during her stay lnlsmy stared at each other. “No: she wants a and for lTeslie | (Copyright, 1924, NEA Service. Inc.) | he came up to Mrs. Mingle and theLondon. “You—you stuck up the owner of Answers (London). |were a lot more loud “BANG Pangs aud CRASH CHRASHES!"” “Why!” Raggedy Ann said. “I can hear the Zumzee rumhing from one room to another and something seems to be after him!" “I'll bet a nickel the Zumzee has found the magical hobby horse and has tried to throw him oue of the Louse!” Raggedy A uggested, | The howls of the zee, the crash- | Ing and thumping of Something could be heard for a long way outside Mrs, Mingle's little house until finally the front door was broken right off of its| hinges and the Zumzee came rolling | out, head over heels and Azht hehind | | “personal.” | him camejthe magical hobby horse | Rinee the anonymons i2ttes eposode | thumping the Zumzee as hard as he ‘at.zl the weddirg, she has hardly| could. { spoken to me. I wonder if ahe's a| “Now will you ever do it again?"”| I'titie jealous because [ spent 1he| the magical hobby horse crisd as evening with Paula, thumped the Zumzee so0. hard Zumzee went eailing into the bushes to make any| Mrs. tet- (Continued in Our Next Issue) A FHat-Ache Smith—And how is your wife? ¥Friend’'s Husband—Oh, her héad is troubling her a Jot. “That's bad. Chronig the | The young lady acroms the wa her l-lbflbe‘iem‘n’unfliu m!i-nyn;vc" mere partisanchip and ever since he got inte the oil business he has been contributing lib eraliy to the campaign funds of both parties It a godfather (or mother) after having given his consent is abroad or otherwise out of reach at the time of the christening. a proxy fakes part in the ceremony instead, and without thereby becoming the godfather. headaches, new hat."—