The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 3, 1916, Page 4

Member of the Beripye Northwest Longue of Newspapers Published Daily ty The Star Pubitening Co. Phese Main #00 STAR—WEDNESDAY, Wise and men are sharing. With Interest, | fess, I've watched shoes growing, must those a better showing. may come windy weathor. Blow with Ing; then where fellows go whi things are rising? 1f we should be upon Passion! the fash fo look at birde that are @ book while motor cars a rac Ing. T disgrace, and looking Stealing! \ : Here's a secret: Mayor's Jimmy Crehan’s middle So en ik 5 § le now out of focus And | can go pick a crocus. And the ring out of pawn, the bean. Otherwise HE tall and shining yellow | shoes that all the girle | are wearing are giving me a case of blues that many while shorter @rows milady's dress, to make But every day | meet a maid who's added on more leather, and every day | am afraid there | Perchance a hurricane may Don't think us rude nor Indiscreet; we didn't make And we can't crane our neck flying, nor can we alwaye read Ghying. So look not on us ae of brutes devold of feet 'o glance at beauty’s no Ion’t A bachelor spends more money on himself than a married) man does on his! whole famity—but Ie worth It Seecre- Nobody ever called him anything } encept “Harm” until the mayor ap GREAT SPRING POEM CONTEST fend in Your Poems, Giri, Nothing Scaree the Editor G@tris, here's your chance to get Send in a spring poem to out In the garden and Spring makes you feel like a faun, ‘tonight my sweetheart gets _eeeme my ‘That my lover and | get baimy in| A. By Minnie Mildew. fense.” “agin” us. con- tall against war. the street, pray, ladies, have com. about Jap: makeup man. paredness! are flammatory utterance euch sentiments.” am | said so. our friendship. viet? A—No, in the girl's conduct your friendship. to see me yesterd about the bird coming much longer. letter at once and tel! eyes. Eu ance in nature, “Editor of The Star: Q—The other day a littie bird) flew Into my reom, and | have been worrying ever since. My mother has not been well for some time. When one of my friends came over , | told her inte my room, and she sald it wae a warn. Ing that my mother would not live | Mies Grey, do you) honestly and truly belleve that Is the truth? Oh, please answer my me the truth, as | can scarcely face my On the balmy moonlight nights it| dear mother now without tears in| Little wild birds have no such mystertous power or import-| Kelly Pool My ball! Just enough in the for od nay all round. Tom We'llall enj that Pres aie Blend. TOM KEENE | the cigar with that Presado Blend Schwabacher Brothers & Co., Inc., Distributors, Seattle, Washington. has just about lost faith in us. “Why, If the papers MUST Coast Defense!" is far more treaso: world than any red-fiag utterance on Pioneer equare could possibly be. “You must know that It Is just such unguarded statements, and insinuations, and Insults Why do you do It? What possible satisfaction oan you get out of sowing seeds of dissension? And then, on top of It, you want us to be in favor of train- Ing our boys from our schools to fight for # ‘cause’ that has been produced by just euch In- ® you and other Seattle editors have ma “| have the highest regard for you personally, but deplore t to other nations that make war, | | | td Rev. Sydney Strong, ‘“‘Peacer, UR reverend friend, Sydney Strong, pastor of the Queen Anne Congre- gational church, and a charter member of the Henry Ford Peace c ub, No. 1, of Seattle, has written us a letter. Rev. Strong takes violent exception to the editorial first page of The Star Friday under the heading, “Preparedness! Coast De- The learned doctor, who is against this business of laying up powder and bullets against a war which nobody has any assurance will ever come, He says we're treasonable alarmists and he’s Well, The Star hopes sincerely that the day will never come when an enemy’s hosts, ravishing this rich and wonderful land, will lay hands upon the loved ones of this gentle friend of ours. The Star hopes most earnestly, as it has sald before, that the United States will be spared the travail of war. But The Star firmly believes, and has preached this belief for a year and a half, that adequate preparedness is the best and only safe insurance If publication of the editorial to which Rev. Strong so vigorously objects —and we again subscribe to every statement made therein—can in any way stir readers of this paper to a realization of the DANGER OP WAR which confronts our government, and of our need of preparedness, then The Star feels that it has performed a duty. Here is Rev. Strong’s letter, in part: tam awfully sorry that you have caught ‘The trouble ie—i am sorry to say it—that the newspapers do not . and what you do publish Is generally edited by the headiiner, Rev. Strong does not believe in preparedness. The Star wants to ask him a question or two: Do you believe, doctor, in life insurance? You answer; “Yes.” Then you, of course, have your own life insured? Surely! You owe it to your family, don’t you? Then, why not, doctor, afford your country the same sort of protection? Is this, or is it not, the DUTY of a GOOD CITIZEN? The Star thinks it is. PPL cttors No Custhio. Grow : Q—I became scquainted with a | eiri whe accepted my attentions id gave me reasons for belleving that she liked me, tho she never Bhe recently moved from thie city and before she did eo, | asked her by letter If ehe cared for me, and Hf she wanted to continue | have never seen or heard from her since, ner did she let me know where she moved. If | could locate her, would it be all right for me to make her a brief LONELY. There has been nothing to indicate that she has any wish to continue Charms, spells, superstitions, am ulets, tallemans, and magic do not “work” except as they produce a bad influence on the minds of those who believe tn them. Some superstitions have been traced back to the most ancient times, but thelr ortginal meanings remain a matter of speculation. Even educated people do not al ways see how absurd these prim!- tive ideas area, But because the de lef tn superstitions causes so much misery, it {sa duty to discredit them whenever possible A cheerful, happy spirit will pro- long life. When you are near your mother you should make an effort to reflect such a dispdésition. Hap piness is contagious—she will soon catch {t, and who knows that it will not take possession of her eo completely that {t will drive out the malady that keeps hgr flit Q—! have a friend who le a traveling salesman. When he is In the city he seems to think # lot of me, but just as soon as he goes away, he seems to lose interest in me and never sends me even so much as a post T been going on for t beginning to think that | care a ry man, but don't know what to make of his actions. He says hé cares for me, but do you really think he le sincere? M. L. K. A.—While you must not take the man’s attentions too seriously, you must not feel too much slighted if he falls to write when he is away. The writing of letters !s decidedly boresome to most: men, and they can scarcely be judged by their short-comings fn this respect. His conduct while he {s with you ts a better basis upon which to form your judgment. Just let matters take thelr own course—after all, that 1s all you can do. 2 Q—1! have been Invited to a dancing party In honor of a young lady. Should | take a present? w | A—No, not unless it fs a birth- day celebration. | Q—! am a man 27 years old and | have been married for about a year. My wife hae complained about every Job | ever held. | try to please her, and have given up She | le very much dissatisfied with this. |She says! do not make money enough, and that | must spend my | thme with some one else. She has | told me that unless | give it up she will not stay with me, and when | tell her then we had better part, |she goes Into hysterics, Pray, tell |me what | am to do. As you are a | woman, | give you credit for being able to solve this riddle. WORRIED MAN. A-Without co-operation, mar. ried Ilfe {s apt to be a faflure. While it 1s your duty to please your wife In all possible ways, it in| not expected that you yleld to her entirely where your own Interesta concerned. Explain to your wife that In order to get ahead in any business you will have to start at the bottom and work up. Tell jher that you intend to do this. | She will not leave you, and will re- spect you more for your determina. tion to succeed in your own way. are Death rate from wounds in the war {s less than one-half as great at it was a year ago. Dr. Jacques Bertillion declares that by hard ship and exposure the men have be come so toughened that they can now stand twice as much as they could last year You can get a lot ef good land ‘bargains in Star Want Ads, larm ue, do you not stick to facte? ble In disturbing the pe You answer, “Yes. ublished on the the antiJapanese fever publish ALL the news paragrapher or Your editorial on “Pre nd order of the fect of the publication of Novel a Week A standard, high-class, beok- etec novel, complete thts week ta thie paper. Ne long watts; 0 full meat will come te you every re (Continued from Our Last leeve) 66 TT seems good to have clothes on again,” Susan calmly, Then she taw Madeleine. “How 4o you dot” she said, holding out her hand. “I suppose you're the Miss Mar from Deborah's? Yes, I am,” Madeleine admitted, sm i “My, but you look good to me,” sald Susan; “it's so nice to see a strange face. You see, I live with my sister,” she explained to Mad- eleine, “and I've had a pretty hard time, My sister's got a good heart, but {t's been pleasanter to stay tn bed.” “But you won't do that any more, Auntie,” said Jane, moving busily about. . “No, indeed I won't You see,” again to Madeleine, “she was my only sister, so 1 hum her.” “What are you doin: Madeleine asked Jane. “Making waffles, I thought ft would be fun to eat them hot right now.” Susan fairly shrieked with Soy. “T ain't fo much as smelt one since husband died. Waffies in the morning, and I'm awfully hungry, too. Oh, Jane, how did you ever think of it?” Jane brought out the tron, laugh ing as she did so. “Why, Auntie, it's part of my training “Cooking waffles in the morn- ing?” "No. Giving Joy. If I think of any way to give pleasure and don't do ft, I count it a sin. To make e happiness ts all the work of a Sunshine nurse.” “Ien't that splendid?” Susan ap pealed to Madeleine. Madeleine's great, beautiful eyes were lifted toward the other girl's face with an expression Mysterious in its longing. “Teach me the gift,” she said; “l want to make more happiness, too,” “We'll be her class,” exclaimed Susan, “Just you and me.” “Tho first lesson is eating waf- flea,” Jane announced solemnly. “And me, too,” cried a voice in the kitchen window, and there was Lorenzo Rath back for his second call that ¢ and it not yet 10 o'clock, “I've been to Mra. Cow- mull’s and eaten breakfast, and I'm as hungry as a wolf.” He came in thru the window as he spoke. “Oh, a young man!” cried Susan “LT ain't seen a young man since the last time the pump broke. Oh, my! Ain’t this jolly! Ain't this fun?” CHAPTER IIT. A Change In the Fee! of Things It didn't take long for the town to wake up to the fact that rome new element had entered into its composition. “T can't get over it, Susan Ral. ston's being up and about,” Miss Debby Vane said distressedly to Mrs, Mead. “Why, she was ‘most dead!" “Matilda ought not to have gone away,” Mrs, Mead said sternly. “Bick folks tn bed can't bear a change, A new face gives them a ttle spurt of strength and then when they see the old face again, they kind of give up hope and drop right off.” “Yes, I know what,” sald Mian |Debby; “my father had a cousin die that way. ‘There was a doctor going about in a wagon, pulling teeth and giving shocks, and he |said he'd give Cousin Hannah a |shock and cure her. So they took ‘him upstairs, and there she was MAY 3, 1916. PAGE 4 Saying NEXT WEEK—“THE CRIME dead of heart disease. They thought of prosecuting him, but the funeral coming right on they hadn't time, and then be was gone to another place, and it seemed too much bother.” “That girl ts fast the same kind, I believe,” id Mra. Mead; “that of making you feel 1 all what she says in | pretty sensible, maybe. My Emily |fe awfully took with her, and father's just crazy about her. He come down on the stage with her, and then be went out to see her. She knows how to get around mea; she was frying doughnuts. “Yes, and Mra. Cowmall’s artist was out there, and they had waffles in the middie of the morning. That's a funny king of new re Maxtor | “Has she got & new religion?” | Mins Debby looked frightened. “I | hadn't heard of it.” “Why, yes; Emily says she’s got the fnontest religion you ever heard of. Whatever she wants to do or| don't want to do, she says {t's her religion.” “Well, I declare,” said Debby; then, suddenly, “I remem ber now that Madeleine #aid that they had waffles because Jane sald | that she thought waffies would! | taste good, and it was her religion | |to do whatever you thought of | | right off. Well, I declare!” | Both Indies stared {tn solemn! zement at one another. “It'll make a great difference tn the feeling of the town,” sald Miss Debby, mysteriously, “a great dif feren Well, | hope it won't change Madeleine any way her| family won't approve. Madeleine's in love, amd I suppose it's Mr. Rath. They knew each other be fore, and her family don't want it I've pleced {t all out of sera | ¥Oh, deart” sald Emily Mead’s mother, her face falling. “I won der if Emily knows Mr. Rath's en. | gaged. “Not engaged, but tn love,” cor. rected Miss Debby. It wasn't to be supposed for a minute that Lorenzo Rath, a real live young man and an artist, shouldn't take first place in the/ town talk. Jane's remarkable re Ngion might attract the attention lof a few who were sufficiently re ligious themselves to.be naturally |shocked over the waffles and de pressed over the invalld’s recovery, | but Lorenzo was of faterest l every one. Even in the House Where Jane Lived most conversation ultimately turned on the subject of Lorenzo Rath “Oh, T'm so happy,” Susan ex- claimed many times daily. “I never felt nothing like your sunshining {n all my life before, you Sunshine to Jane, you! I feel like my own cupboards, all unlocked and atred and nice and used again.” Jane stopped caroling as she kneaded bread, and laughed which sounded equally pleasant. “I'm as happy as you are, Auntie; {t's no nice to be in heaven.” “IT used to think maybe I'd die suddenly and find myself there }some day,” sald Susan, “I'm giad I didn't.” “It's better to Ive suddenly than }to die suddenty,” said Jane, mer- fly When people are awfully bothered sometim: I've rd their friends say, ‘But !f you died| suddenly, it would work out some-| how,’ and I wanted to say, ‘Why }not live suddenly instead of dying | suddenly, and then everything's bound to come out splendidly?’ ” “SUNSHINE _ Nothing, B ut Very Busy “Oh, Jane, what a grand idee— to live suddenly! That's what ve Gone, surely.” “Yes,” said Jane, “That's what I 414, too. It's just as easy, and & million times more fun.” “And it's all so awfully agree able,” sald Susan. “My thin so nice, and it folks coming in, and we haven't to fuss with the garden.” “I attend to the garden!” cried a voice outside, and a mysterious hand shoved a basket of peas over the window ledge. “1 know who that fs,” Susan; “it’s that boy, and he's amelt cinnamon rolls and come to lunch. How do you do?” Lorenzo, brown and merry, was getting In at the window. “Why, you've really been weed ing!” exclaimed Susan. “Of course! I've tended the gar den ever aince you gave it up.” “I declare! Well, I never, Jane, we must give him a bite of some thing.” "Yes, that’s what I came for,” said Lorenzo, cheerfully, “cookies, | liy-roll—anything simple and handy. Madeleine and I were out walking, discussing our affairs, and when I stopped for the garden, she went on for her mall. I’m awfally hungry.” “People say you're engaged to her,” said Susan. Jane turned to get the tin of cooktes “Yes, naturally. People say so much, She {s a pretty girl, isn't she?—but then there's Emily Mead, I must look at myself on all sides and consider carefully Old Mr. Cattermole took me to drive yesterday and told me that he was healthy and his dead wife was healthy and that, except for what killed him, Mr. Mead was healthy, too; and there was Emily perfectly healthy and the only grandchild, and why didn’t I come over often—{t wasn't but a step.” ‘Well, you do beat all,” said Susan Jane offered the tin of cookies. Lorenzo took six. They were all laughing Later, when he'd gone away, Susan said, almost shyly this time “Jane, I don’t want to interfere, but he ts fn love.” “with Madeleine?” “With you.” “Auntie,” Jane came to her side, “you mustn’t speak in that way about me, I can't marry—not pos sibly.” Susan looked frightened and timid. “But why?” “For many reasons, And all good ones.” There was that fn the young girl's tone that ended the subject for the time being. Tho next night Lorenzo appeared again. “I'm half dead,” he sald “T've tramped 12 miles, sketching.” “Dear, dear,” sald Susan, “seems like nobody in this world ever wants what's close to.” Lorenzo laughed, and Susan made fome excuse to slip away, “I won der tf you'd help me a little,” he said then, hesitating a bit. “Is {t something I can do? Of course I'l! help you ff I oan.” “It's something very necessary.” “Necessary?” “To my welfare and happiness.” “What ts tt?" “1 think—I'm falling in love,” “Oh, dear,” Jane was carefully tranquil “I've never really been in love in my life, 80 1 can't be sure. Rut} I think it’s that.” | Jane said nothing. The room| was getting dark, ‘ JA NE’ @ Co. “T've never ‘seen any one know we're old friends.” ike. | much.” Auntie likes you both asked bluntly. “No,” said Jane. had the least little touch of it.” it? | No, I've never had time. |or would marry.” | “Never?” “Never.” “That's too bad,” Rath slowly said Loren: make such lendid wife.” She laughed a little. “I won't say any more,” said | Lorenzo. She thought that he did not care to speak of Madeleine | her. i ! “Ladies! Your big prob! 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A pound of Wa: Rook, It gives s ways of preparin ington Macaront Seattle ™ ry Me all my life as Miss Mar,” wald young artist, slowly. “You “I thought that we might make pienies and walks and hesitated the young man | “Of course,” said Jane, heartily. |“And you can come here all you Lorenzo Rath stood by the door. “Were you ever in lovet” he “T've never iaven't you ever thought about I've | never seen any man that I could! ‘Seems to me you'd The Housekeepers’ Big Problem return for your money, Now—ff you want to get the most Washington Macaroni the choicest American hard w made into the handy and various forms {n which you buy “All varieties of Waehington Macaroni (Elbows, Spaghett!, Vermicelli, Egg Noodles, etc.) are particularly high tn nu- units, and the cost of Macaron! ts trifling 1n comparison, “A postcard will bring you our little Cook ‘ores of simple and delicious the various forms of Wash- A. F. 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When «a person with measles coughs and sneezes a fine spray con- | taining the germs of the disease te | thrown Into the air and by breath- |ing this spray other persons catch | the disease. | The spray may fall upon bed- | clothes and personal clothing and become dry, and then, afterward be stirred or shaken into the air of the room, only to be breathed in by some other person who will catch the disease. A thousand germs perish for every one that grows, but the | one that does grow usually works overtime. 1f we could bulld up @ solid col- lumn of ice from the earth to the sun two and alf miles tn diam- eter, spanning the intervening dis- tance of 93,000,000 miles, and if the sun should concentrate its en tire power upon it, it would dis- solve in a single second, accord- ing to Professor Young. se] Ghe was still pondering over the affair when she went to bed, plan- ning how she could help the lovers, But she was hardly stretched down “Oh, she's lovely,” said Jane,| between the cool sheets when with sudden fervor. en revnet at the door. “Oh, Jane, I can't sleep. I've got to thinking of when Matilda | comes back, and I'm scared blue.” | (Continued In Our N 80 z0 4 ch al A Tw dav Pasteurized. Regular 100 mille to lem in the practice of Domestic al purchase of food. 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