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) # THE BEE: O ATA, WED By ELLA WHEELER WI1LOOX. On bleak bold hill, with a bold world under, The dreary world of the common-place, T have stood when the whole world seemed a blunder Of dotard time in an aimless race. With worry about me and want before me, Yet deep in my soul was a rapture spring That made me cry to the gray sky o'er me, Oh, I know this life is a goodly thing. I have given sweet years to a thankless duty, ‘Where cold and starving, though clothed and fed, For a young heart's hunger for joy and beauty Is harder to bear than the need of bread. 1 have watched the wane of a sodden season, Which let hope wither and made care thrive And through it all without earthly reason I have thrilled with the glory of being alive. And now I stand by the great sea’s splendor, Where love and beauty feed heart and eye, The brilliant light of the sun grows tender As it slants to the shore of the By and By. I count each hour as a golden treasure, A bead time drops from a slender string, And all my ways are the ways of pleasure, And 1 know this life is a goodly thing. And T know, too, that not in the seeing Or having or doing the things we would Lies that deep rapture that comes from being At one with the purpose that makes all good. And not from pleasure, the harp may borrow, That vast contentment for which we strive, Unless through trouble and want and sorrow It has thrilled with the glory of being alive. Epicurean Episodes : By DOROTHY DIX, There is much complaint nowadays among women because their husbands do not know how to make dough like father used to make. Nor is this to be wondered at, because there is nothing which is such a comfort in a home aw plenty of dough. Therefore, it Is naturally a source of keen disappoint- ment to & girl who has been brought up in a family where the head of the house wad an expert dough riaker to find out that she has mar- ried a man who is totally unskilled in this useful domestic & ¢ com plishment, upon which rests s0 much of the peace and happi- ness of matrimony. Before the intreduction of golf, and country clubs, and especially before the middle-aged men took to tangoing, prac- tically every American man was & good dough maker, and dough making was the great national pastime. Men found their chief joy in making dough, leav- ing it to their wives to distribute it as they saw fit among jewelers, milliners, dressmakers, ete., etc, and so the divi- sion of labor in the family was complete, and peace and harmony reigned-in- the home, and we heard little of divorce. Unfortunately this happy state of af- fairs is changed, Even the older men seem to have lost much of their slight of hand at dough making,. and the pres- ent generation of young men, especially city bred young men, seems to be totally ignorant of the art, and to lack the necessary energy and bustle that are re- cuired to turn out even a passable article of the staff of life. They prefer to live upon dough, or to marry a girl with enough dough for two, instead of making their own as their fathers and grandfathers did. Indeed, some of our gilded youths, cspecially such as have traveled abroad, turn up thelr uoses at the anclent an honorable pursuit of their forefathers, end declare that nothing would induce them to soll.their hands with such menial seeupation. Poets and other men afflicted with the artistic temperament also speak con- tomptuously of dough making. These seldom have any dough,-but it is to be observed that those who most despite dough making have the least compunction In subsisting upon that manufactured by others. People who live upon the dough made by other people ere called spongers. Every man who is & good dough maker has his own special recipe for doing it. These differ in detail, but the wmecret of all successtul dough making is work. No matter how you start, if you'll just work it hard cnough you can turn out en articla of dough that takes the prize at any pure food show. The kind of dough which has always been our national boast has been the famous American brand known as self- raising. To make this, take a poor youns boy, preferably one who has been raised on a farm, or in some small hamlet, and mix him up throughly with a job. It doesn't make any difference what that Job is. Any kind of an old job will do, for this kind of a lad amalgamates jeasily with work. ‘Then pour in a concentrated yeast made jup of ambition, & grim determination ko get at the top, and a hungry desire for money and the good things money uys. Knead these well together, and fore you know it, it will bubble up ver the top of the pan, and you will ve the old-fashioped self-raising dough Fn our fathers used to make, and on hich 80 many American families have rown fat and aristocratic. | It takes time, labor and incessant fatchfulness to make dough, and many men lack the imdustry aud patience for ibis, #0 they attempt to hasten the process by injecting & lot of water and pot mir Into it, thus making what is The Gentle Art of Dough Making known as aerated dough. This, however, is not nutritious, and seldom Keeps for any length of time. The only wholesome dough that can be recommended for dally consumption is made by using a mixture of honest brain and brawn, that is set to rise in the warmth of opportunity, worked until it is light, and shortened by plenty of elbow grease. Dough that is swectened is called cake. In the making of this American men excel, and they delight to feed their families upon it, although its effects are most injurious, for it almost invariably gives the children the swelled head, and the wife hardening of the heart, com- plicated wtih soclal aspirations and symptoms of .culturine, her off to Europe or fashionable health resorts for about eleven months of the | year. To make cake dough American family style, take a large amount of dough, the more the better, add to this a barrel of unselfish devotion, mixed in equal parts , With loyalty and pride, .and flavored with a desire to give one wife's and children all the good things in the world. Work this mixture through winter's colds and ‘summer's suns unt!l you are ready to drop with exhaustion, and then bake it brown by long hours in store or office, and serve up either at the family table, or send by express to the wife and | children where- they are enjoying them- delves away from home. The making of this usually results in the funeral of the husband and father, but the family can still make many full meals ‘on what remains of the dough. Occasionally,” when the wife and chil- dren are particularly unappreciative of the cake ‘that is served to them, the dough maker gets careless and lets the dough sour, or else he turns to making dough /for some other woman with a sweéter tooth, but this does not happen as often as might be expected, Probatly. the most expert professional dough makers in the country are to be found on Wall street. Here ‘the dough makers sometimes have mimic battles in which they throw dough at each other, but this is very natighty conduct, and is sternly discouraged by the attorney gen- eral at Washington, who i always be- laboring them with a big stick. All wives should encourage their hus- bands in dough making. It keeps them out of mischief and promotes domestic felicity, Advice to Lovelorn By SEAYRION FPATRFAX Make No Apologies. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 22 and the only support at home. My home is ex- tremely humble and for this reason 1 never invite my friends there, as I have been told a man doesn't care about a #irl uniess she has a nice home. Do you think I ought to tell them m: home is humble before I invite them, o’r should I let them find out for them- selves. My home is cleen and neat, but, as I sald before, very poor, and 1 am very sensitive about it M T Don't have any false pride about a home that has the two great qualities of being clean and neat. Priends who are S0 fmobbish as to value you less because You—a mere girl of 22-have bravely taken up the task of keeping up your home, are decidedly not worth having. Don't be sensitive about it—that fs un- worthy of the brave little wage earner Who is worthy of admiration. Invite your friends home and show them the true spirit of hospitality that offers what it has and expects courteous appreciation of its best—however “humble.” Powd Dear Miss Fairfax: engaged, and I tiance is much o) Would you advise habit? A. CONSTA R. A bit of powder dusted over your face to take away the ulightly unpleasant “gloss” the natural ofl gives to many skins is perfectly unobjectionable. Use either a simple rice powder or taloum and do not coat your face with it in the unpleasant way many girls do y. It you do not need even a little talcum, by al) means give it up; in any case do not use it conspicuously. To be inconspicuous s to be in good taste. which ~ carries | Materials for the school gir! | chased for $40. By Gouverneur Mofrla and Charles W. Goddard Oegyright, 1915, Btar Company. Bynopsis of Vevious Chapters. John Amesbury is killed in a railroad aocident, and his wife, one of America's most beautiful women, shock, reaving & syea-old is tanen by rrof. stuliier, interests, tar into the Adiro #he 18 reared in tne seciusion of A cuvern. Fifteen years wter 'lommy Barciay, wno has just quarreied with nis adopled , WADUCIS 10l0 tie WOUdR BNd (s~ covers the girl, now known ak Celestia, in company with Prof. Stilliter. Tommy takes the girl to New York, where sne falls into the clutchee or & noted pro- curess, but 1s able to win over lhe woman by her pecular hypmotic power. Here she attracts die the kerret, who becomes attuched to her. AL a big clothing factory, where she goes to work, Iisho"sxércises Wor' power over he uiris ana is saved from being burned to death About this time Stilliter, Barclay d others who are working to- gether, decide it is time to make use of 1 , Who has been trained té think of herselt divine and come from heaven. The first place they send her is to Bitumen, a mining town, where the ales [rom tne ugnLer, wuo ent of ine where coal re on & strike. Tomuny has gone ther 00, and Mra. Gunsdorf, wife the min eader, falle in love with him and denounces him to the men when he spurns her. Celestia saves Tommy from being lynohed, and also setfles the strike by winning over Kehr, the agent of the bosses, and Ducllz; sr. Mary Black- wstone, who Is also love with Tommy, tells him the story of Celestia, which she has discovered through her jealousy Kehr is named as candidate for president on & ticket that has Stilliter's support, and Tommy Mll{ is named on the miners ‘ticket. Btilliter professes him- self in love with Celestia and wants to jet her for himself. Tommy urges her narry him. Mary Blackstone bribes Gunsdorf to try to murder Celestia, while the latter is on her campaign tour, traveling on & snow white trein. Mrs. Gunsdorf is again hypnotized by Celestia and the murder averted. THIRTEENTH EPISODE, Oune thing was sure, Freddie mustn't be discovered in the morning. So he made his way forward to his own quarters, his teeth knocking together with fear of Prof. Stilleter, but encountering nothing more dangerous than & number of negro porters sound asleep. The next morning Prof. Btilleter re- covered the leather case which he imagined to contain what was now his one remaining pair of extra glasses, and without opening it siipped it nto his walstcoat pocket. The glasses themselves were, of course, in the Ferret's possession; throughout the day he kept his ears open in the hope that & reward would be offered for their return. None was, end presently, in his usual heppy-go-iucky way, he had for- gotten all about them L] suit of serge or velours may be procured for $21.50, and the suit made to the meas- urements of the individual may be pur- Frocks ¥ 1's tailored ery silk. in cashmere $21, Read It Here—See It at the Movie Through the night, now standing by the hour on sidings, now at water tanks, now crawling forward, the snow-white train had covered the few miles which separ- ated its last stop from the chlef city of the north woods, which was to see the finish of Celestia's ‘‘upstate” cam- An energetic tramp walking the tles could have covered the distance in about & quarter of the time. Less than midway between the last stop of the snow-white train and the chief city of the north woods was Tommy's old stamping ground, and the cave in which Celestia had been brought up. Tommy, traveling through the night, at first on a bicycle, along the ties, and then on foot, knowing now that there ‘was & cave to be found, and about where to look for it, had discovered the entrance thereto, just at dawn, and had penetrated deep enaugh to discover certaln traces of buman habitation and deceit. Of these last three he selected a tar- nished metal star that had once shone like gold, and put it in his pocket. Further into the labyrinthine system of caverns he had not dared penetrate, for fear of being lost. “When I bring Cel- estia,” he said, “to show her the proofs, T'll bring & ball of twine, like people in fairy stories, so that after exploring we can find our way out." All through that night another person had been journeying through the north woods; but with a different motive. Tommy had hastened toward something which he hoped was ahead; Mrs. Guns- dorf had been fleeing from something which she feared was behind, Having made a great circle, she came out on the railroad track, and walked the ties. But she did not reach that city to which all were bound until the middle of the afternoon. Then inquiring the way, and hiding her right hand (because of the blood stains which she had not been able to wash off), she sought and found & certaln quiet hotel of which Mary Blackstone had given her the address. It was to this same address that Tommy, fresh from his discoveries, had hurried for & bath and rest. The rest turned into the same kind of rest that a fallen tree enjoys. He slept like & log on his narrow bed, and was aroused late in the afternoon by a sound of volces. The partitions of the little north woods’ hotel were of thin pine boards. The oc- cupants of room No. 1 could hear the snorings of room No. —~four rooms away. Mary Blackstone had the next room to Tommy's, and to this room came Mrs. Gunsdorf with the hand she dared not show and her story of murder done in the night, To Tommy it did not matter who had | murdered Celestia. She was dead. He 1lllltnod in & kind of trance to the story of the killing. He heard Mrs. Gunsdorf Y, AUGUST 1 —————————————————————————————————————————————— This negligee in crepe de chine requires five yards ($7.50), and in cashmere five yurds ($6), and §1 for satin and embrold- Made to order In silk, $25, and 915, rejecting the pear! necklace, and he over- heard a viclent struggie in which Mary Blackstone prevented Mrs. Gunsdorf from killing herself, and got the Knife away from her—and a little later he heard Mary saying, “Take this, it's only & quarter of a grain. You'll sleep and torget.” Then he left his room and burst open the door of theirs, and in a voloe so weak with passion and horror that it could hardly be heard, he whispered to them the things that they were—and was gone, A moment later he was running at full speed toward the railroad station. And a few minutes later the two women, in an automobile which Mary had com- mandeered, were fleeing, as they Iimagined, for their lives. To get away—to hide in the woods—to escape to Canada—anywhere for a respite —nothing else seemed to matter to them. Some man tried to oppose Tommy's trance to the observation end of os- tia's car, only to be thrown so violently to one side that he realized he had en- |countered a force with which he could not cope. And Tommy, half dead with found himself face to face with Celestla. She was standing and appeared to be in the best of health; but she had & dazed look, or rather an inattentive look. She |did not seem to resent Tommy's violent {intrusion in the least, nmor to be sur- prised at it, nor to express any other emotion. The clock in the car Indicated |a Tew minutes to 6. During the day Celestia had spoken to | balf & dozen audiences. Many who had heard her first speech had heard the other five. And the culmination of ler upstate tour had been a triumph. “It's so wonderful!” exclaimed Tommy, “I heard—but you're mot even hurt, are you?r “I am going for a drive,” sald Celestia, in an expressionless voice. “Is the car {there?" “Yen, the car is there,” “I to §o at b o'clock."” She neither looked at Tommy nor spoke to him, but as the clock began to strike | L] hurried out on the rear platform, de- scended to the ground, and crossed the down track to a large black touring car that was waiting at the side of the road, the engine turning slowly, The driver of the car, a dark man, heavily goggled, sprang to the door for Celestia. Freddie, the Ferret, who was hanging about, also sprang to perform the same office, with the result that this small service for thelr Goddess fell to the lot of Tommy. At least he was the one to get his hand on the dorknob. But he did not at once open the door. Celestia’s behavior was o strange that he thought she must be {Il. While he hest- tated, the driver sald, “Here—one side!” Tommy. grief and rage, burst into the car and | Republished by Special Arrangement with Harper's Bazar The evening frock requires 2% yards of taffeta for drop skirt ($3.76), 4% yards of chitfon ($4.50), 7% yards of taffeta (8$11.25), % yard of shadow lace cents), taffeta for sash (50 cents), and in- cidentuls ($6), making a total of §26.57. Made to order, $50. (To Be Continued Tomorrow.) By Virginia Terhune Van De Water. Copyeisht, 1915, Star ¢ Showd pares & enc nrn a {chilé’s ambition | A Bee rondor has written this question. {Tt Is not an easy one to answer. Much {may depend upon what the ambition is We remember the varlous ambitions of {our cMidhood. They were wonderful, I | faney there are few small boys who have [nut detormined at some atage of their eariy carect to be engine drivers. Many of thum at one time or another have | manned to become soldiers. | Parents have no need to curb such am- bitlons. As yoars pass, wild fancies are replaced by dreams of other kinds. “I hate to see my boy making & fool of himself,” complained one father. “He Ia planning a career that is absolutely impracticable. His every thought and ef- fort tend In the direction of one idea.’ “Is the idea one that intorfercs with his usefulnese?’ asked an olderly friend. | “Well, no. 'l tell you what it is. He plans to make enough money in his regu- Jar line of work to buy a ranch in tne | wost and settle out there to spend the | rest of his days by the time he I8 &.° “I think It's a mighty good thing,” thd | triénd remarked gravely. “Can't you see that everyone works better with some objective in mind, with some cherished !iden for which he works? Let the lad | alone.” “UIt 1s not unworthy ambitions that 1 am afraid of" & certain mother declares. “But I'm afrald of losing mwy child. She 1s a widow with one daughter, for whom she has sacrificed much, The | mother has always hoped that she and |the girl might spend many years to- {wother. Now the young woman wants to [follow & certain line of work that wilt put thousands of miles hetween the par- onts and herself. She is a loving daugh- ter, yet ohe Insists that she has a “oareer’” hefore her. The mother will bo left at home alone. “The girl is weifish!” disinterested rela- { tives exclaim. ‘‘She owes a duty to her | parent, Think what that woman has suf- fered and renounced for her.' “But,"” the girl pleads, “mother may live for years—and how about my career? ‘When she I8 gone it may be too late for me to take it up, I must live my own life.” ““The mother must not be considered in such a matter,” sald one woman to whom 1 spoke of this case, “She has had her youth and her life. Would she dwarf her daughter's existence?” Yes, we echo, and try to keep a note of \*adness from our volces~it is the rule of the ages. Do You Know That | Turkish baths are uhknown to the Turks, (57 Buicide is most frequent in large cities, The Salvation Army originated fifty years ago. The Great Wall of China s oved 1,400 miley long. 1l | N\ Ay B \\\\ \ A N & \ KINNE x w0 This is how to do it. 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