The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 14, 1921, Page 9

. yynthia e Grey : The Spirit of the Home—| Is It Only a Tradition? Modern Women Have Destroyed It Claims One Woman, Dear Miss Grey: Recently, at a} Httle afternon tea, given by one of| My friends, we were drawn into a) @iscussion @ the modern home, its Advantages and disadvantages over the old-fashioned one One woman was very decided tn her views, saying that the home was ently a tradifion—that modern wo Men had destroyed the home spirit Miss Grey, the more I think about t whe sald, the worse I feel, and more pussied I am. I am the mother of three kiddies and have always prided myself upon ‘@ur happy home and tts congenial Stmosphere, Do you agree with this nt AN AMERICAN MOTHER, : AND A MODERN ONE. Tt ts quite the fashion to say that the real meaning of the word “homo” | t legion in many families today, ‘That there is some truth in euch an Gssertion, there is no dowdt. But the| Pendulum of life is ever swinging, @nd, having reached pne extreme, @s sure to swing dback-—as if is even S) the Extomodile is one factor in the re-| turn of more family feeling. In the @er, mother, father and the children @re together during long hours of{ t trips and extended towrs. less than $3 motor cars, laden iN the paraphernalia of a several, teour—baggage, tert, poles, bed- and supplies—and filled with! » mother and little ones, was sight I recall having seen in the Gummer last yeor, during part @ day on one road leading out of tes, and, im consequence, in ail 8 @ Pudlic importance, ts an- ether ing power, Formerly the Man of the household kept his po- Nitical prognostications for the office er the clud The women of the Rouse were not supposed to be inter- im such gudjecta—and prodably ed one not. Z But now the discussion becomes in many homes, even the having opinions on mooted 1. Mother is now interested other subjects than those of the hanical side of home-keeping has her political candidates, her the has read wp We need not de afraid that the) Rome spirit will ever wholly di may de atrophied for a time, but it) @e tee deeply hidden in the hearts of , one of the fundamental of life, to be more than tem- im October of cach year at the Forest headquarters, h only able-bodied male citizens @f the United States, between the apes of 21 and 40 years, are admit- ‘The entrance salary is $900 to 200 per annum, depending upon nature and location of the work. | is required by law that, when! ble, rangers must be select. | @d for appointment from qualified Citizens of the state in which the) Rational forests, respectively, are ait. | fated, and citizens of states not hav-| fag national forests have little op-| Portunity for employment as forest fangers eee Deposit of Coal Under Water Dear Miss Grey:' Does the gov-| @rnment have a coal depot in the Panama canal deposited in water? What effect has water on coal? The Panama canal commission say they have some coal deposited | funder water and that they find water has a preserving effect. weet eee | INDIGESTION: GOES, GONE! “Pape’s Diapepsin’’ at once fixes Your Sour, Gassy, Acid Stomach Peeeclemes : - Stomach acidity causes indigestion! Food souring, gas, distress! Won-| der what upset your stomach? Weill, don't bother! The moment you eat a) tablet or two of Pape’s Diapepsin all the lumps of indigestion pain, the} sourness, heartburn and belching of | gases, due to acidity, vanish—truly Wonderful! | Millions of people know that it is Meedlens to be bothered with indiges- | tion, dyspepeia or a disordered stom ach. A few tablets of Pape’s Dia pepsin neutralize acidity and give! relief at onee—no waiting! box of Pape's Diapepsin now! Don’t| stay miserable! ‘Try to regulate your stomach #0 you can eat favorite foods without causing distress, The) le, The benefits = it. | { 1] i} } ¢ We dye your rags and old carpets and weave them into handsome rugs. The Fuzzy Wuzzy Rug Co. Phone Capitol 1283 MONDAY, MARCH 14, 1921. to |pbeerved reflectively. | stop Poor Man's|| Rock —nY— BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR Copyright, 1920, by I Rrown & Co. (Continued From Yesterday) Mr Gowers grief waxéd cree. cendo. Whereupon her husband hoaved his short, fesh-burdened body out of the chair and left the room, Retty had sat silent thru this cone | versation, She gased after her fath: er, When the Jowed upon him Retty's gray eyes came to reat on] her mother’s shaking shoulders. She said nothing. Mra, Gower presently became aware of this detached, ob- | serving, almost critical attitude “Your ffather ts p- positively bbrutal,” ahe found voice to declare. | “There aré various sorte of bra-| tality,” Betty observed enigmaticab | ly, “I don’t think daddy has @ cor ner on the visible supply.” Rut if Mra, Gower heard the words they conveyed no meaning | to her agitated mind, She was rapidly approaching that incompre: | hensible state in which @ woman laughs and cries in the same breath, and Betty got up with a faintly ntemptuous curl to her red lips She went out into the hall and pressed a button, A maid material ined. “Go into the dining room and at tend to mamma, if you please, Mary,” Betty swd Then she skipped upetaira, two steps at a time, and went into a room on the second floor, a room furnished something after the fash fon of a brary in which her father sat in a big leather chalr chewing on an unlighted cigar. Betty perched on the arm of his| chair and ran her fingerg thra/ @ patch on top of his head where| the hair was growing a bit thin. “Daddy,” she asked, “did you! mean that about going mash?” “Posaibility,” he grunted, “Are you really going to sell/ this house and live at Cradle Bay?) “Sure. You sorry? | “About the house? Oh, na If! you hibernate at the cottage I'l! come and keep house for you.” Gower considered this. “You ought to stay with your mother,” he sald finally “Youd find it pretty slow at Squitty.” “Maybe,” Betty said. “Pid you ever do anything to Jack MacRae that would give him reason to hate you?’ she asked suddenly. Gower shook his head. “No,” he said. “The other way about, if anything. He put a crimp in me last season.” “It remember you mid you were going to smash him," she said | thoughtfully “Did I? Wel, T might. And then again, he may do the amashing.” ‘That isn't it,” Betty said, an if) to hereelf “Then you munt have had some trouble with his father— long ago. Something that hurt him | enough for him to pass @ grudge) on to Jack. What was it, daddy? Anything real?” “Jack, eh?” Gower passed over the direct question. “You must be getting on Have you been seeing much of that young map jately “What does that matter™ Betty returned impatiently. “Of course 1 see him. He's been spending the winter here in the city. Is there any reason I shouldn't?” “Perhaps no reason that would strike you as valid.” Gower said slowly. “Stilk—I dont know. Do you like him? “You won't answer my ques tions,” Betty complained “Why! should I answer yours?” “You think he loves yout “I know it.” Betty murmured. “And you? Gower’s deep voice | seemed harsh. | Betty threw out ber hands tn an) impatient gesture, “Must 1 shout it eut loud? she) eried. | “You always were different from | most girls, In some things,” Gower “Iron under | your softness. I never knew you to stop trying to get anything you real | ly wanted, not while there wan a chance to get ft. Stlll—don't you think it would be as well for you to| wanting young MacRae—aince | he doesn’t want you bad enough to try to get you? Eh?" He kept his face studiously avert His tone was kind, full of a pe cullar tenderness that he kept for Betty alone. “You don't seem to understand,” she said. “It isn’t that Jack does want mé badly enough. But there is something, something that drives him the other way. He loves me I know he does, And still he has spells of hating all us Gowery—ee pecially you, I know he wouldn't do that without reason.” “Does he tell you the reason?” Betty shook her head. “Would 1 be aaking you, daddy?” “I can’t tell you, either,” Gower rumbled deep in his throat. “Ia it something that cant be mended?” Betty put her face down against his, and he felt the tears wet on her cheek. “Think, daddy. I'm beginning to be terribly unhappy.” “That seems to be a family fall. ing.” Gower muttered, “I can't mend it, Betty, Should I go to thin hot- headed young fool and say, ‘Come on, DOINGS OF THE DUFFS IY Say. witYourer ME TAKE ‘TEN DQLLARS v UNTIL WHETHER | HAVE Cleland _g Page 310 HOOPSKINTS ON THE TRATL Daddy could remember a little how grandmother looked when she wore the hoops, and he was quite puszied. “1 don't oe, Mra ————, how she could ride crompenddic | with a hoop skirt on,” he mid. “Well, neither did 1," said Mra. —————~ “and that's where the rub came Every tme it came her tme to rida, we had to go thru a regular performance to get her on “"Now, you hold down my hoops while I get on,’ she weuld may. “But ff I heli both siden, ef coursa, she coukin’t get on, and if I held ome aide the other flew up and the squirrels and the chip. munks and the birds had a shock. ing sbow all thetr own, “All would have been well tf tt had been only forest fotk that we met, but far out on the lonely road we saw some horsemen com. ing toward us. “Now, David, tn 1882 tt was not | usual for a lady to ait astride a horse, and Mra. B. was in a panic. (ot clone enough to have a good laugh before Mra. DB. was safely over and ber skixts were down lke a peFfect lady’. “When we reached Tibbete we had some more excitement Mra BB. had agwured me that we needa’t engage rooms ahead, but we reached there in time to be told that not a room was vacant in the big farmhouse—which waa the jonly sieeping place for travelers then, between Beatle and the | falta, “We were ctren a pince to sleep in the new hay out in the barn and af seemed well again ‘Ul earty tn the morning. “I was wakened an exrited voice maytng, “Mercy 60 mel What ever will 1 do? “What te RY I asked, “Tins anything happened? “ ‘Happened’ she mid peevish- |ty, ‘Happened! I should rather | hay something has happened. I've }lont my eyer “No, David, don’t look so |tragic. You see, she had one glass jeye and that had somehow lost “Here? she cried. ‘Help me,|iteelf in the hay, but we found quick. 1 can't got my leg over.'/ tt; got to the falls, finally. “Up flew these hoops and the| skirts with them and the more we tried the more they seemed deter. mined to act up. The horsemen “But I was one sore, stiff, tired | mother person when I got home, jand I knew enough to plan my own trips after that.” PERO ADVENTURES OF THE T Clive Roberts Barton WINS B “THE THREE ELEPHANTS” Hidden safely in the green boughs overhead. let's shake hands, and you marry my| Over the sea went Nancy and hter’?” Nick and their fairy friend, Filp 3 “Don't be absurd,” Betty Mashed. jpety-Fiap, in his enormous ehoen. Me not asking you to do any:/7%6 shoes took such monstrous hing.” * “L couldn't do anything in thi« if 1 wanted to,” Gower declared. “Now, you run along, Betty, I've got some figuring to do.” k tripes on top of the water that it) ept the little Green Shoes that the twins wore very busy keeping up with the fairyman. At last they arrived at the jungle But the figuring he did was not mathematical. He spent the morning |!" which “Squeak,” the circus ele wondering how his daughter knew |Pphant lived. Jack MacRae loved her. The boy had “Sh-nf” whispered Filippety-Fiap. not asked Betty to marry him—had|“We shall have to be careful not even declared himself, that was|Squeak can @emell a hundred miles certain. It was true that Macttae|away—nearly—and he must not sus- had had @ chance to see @ good deal| pect we are here, His ears are of Betty socially, for as a friend of |keen, foo, If we wish him to re the Abbotts he frequented half the|turn to the cireus, we,-must be big houses in town. But he had|very cunning. Come, jump to the never entered the Gower house.|top of this tree.” Betty's father knew she would not| quently her sasociation with young | y than wholly formal, | So Horace Gower nat in his study | a. mulling the incomprehensible situa | ¢) tion over in hig tired brain, while | : | t © dream of a certain happening that |had made her dare to say “1 know | pety.triap he loves me.” (Continued Tomorrow) With so much magic to help | stoop to clandestine meetings, conse-| them, almort instantly the three ad enturers were hidden safely in the Bay &| Mackae could never have been other | gree boughs overhead, Pretty soon there was @ crashing nd trumpeting im the air and nree elephants came into view, “Which one is Squeak? whis jetty whut herself up in her room| pered Nick “The middle one,” answered Flip- “The one with the plece out of bis ear.” “Now, listen! Mama,” Squeak was —T ——-——--—---=ane |waying in an injured tone, “that | “STUDY WITH AN-EXPERT | wasn't a peanuttree you showed AT me at all! It was only an old date Ul ness 6 palm, I'm sick of datest* gl | “Hush!” spoke up the third ele SCaTTiUC phant “Don't speak so to your mother, my son. That's always the way with children who go out into the wide world and come back home again. They think they know so much that nothing i good enough for them, Now tell me about these—what you call ‘em peanuts, What do they look like? And what do you do with them?" “They're little and brown and crunchy,” answered Squeak, sorrow- fully, “and they grow in the pret- test paper bags with pink and blue stripes. And you eat ‘em They make @ Jovely noise.” (To Be Continued) THE SEATTLE STAR 1 DON'T Know TEN DALARS ~ WONT HAVE A LOOK IN WHEN 1SuP THIS RING ‘TO BETTY ! SURE KNOW WOW 1 MAKE'EM FALL! Confessions of a Bride Newspaper ton Copyrighted, 1991, by the Enterprise Assoctat THE BOOK OF MARTHA MAN ISN'T HELPING WOMAN The man’s manicured fingers came close te Martha's white hand. touched, and lingered, as he in dicated some important paragraph in the legal document he had un- folded. A flush rose te Martha's cheeks, but she Reld her head steady, and ignored the familiarity, I knew her flush meant wrath but her client mistook it for a pretty embarmay- ment. He wae a conceited man, accustomed to study women, fated never to know anything about them: He was much complimented by Martha's rising color, 1 could nee I rose impatiently and dropped poor “Lulu Rett to the table with a bang. The gentleman came to his feet with a start, Martha rose, tiff and indignant, but that blind egotist could not divine her re entment, “If there t anything I can do for you, let me know, my dear’ he said. Then he leaned toward her and brushed her arm with his as he squared the papers maghodicatly to the outline of her blotting pad—while I wanted to box his pink ears! Martha's wrath Broke as soon an the door had closed behind him. “Men say ‘my dear much too easily to business women,” she stormed. “That is one of my ‘pa ternal’ admirers, and one whom I particularly loathe! ‘My dear? I am not in any sense his ‘dear Rut tf I should tell him so, how indignant he would be! How quick ly he would imply that I was as suming too much! He oversteps the boundaries, but were I to re buke him, he would cleverly tn sinuate that I was looking out for sentiment! Goodness! How I loathe his kind?’ “Man inn't helping woman make the most of her opportunities in the business world,” I mur. mure “You've hit a bie truth, Jane! As a rule, men do not help a woman to maintain her dignity tn business. Women must work to- gether—" A man’s laugh Interrupted her. “¢wWoman for Womanf So that is your sloran? Arthur Mansfield dropped his hat onto Martha's desk and found | § a vacant chair. After we had talked 10 minutes, T knew that was Arthur Mansfielf's friend. Fils was @ unique personality, He was a human being before he was a man, Rarely is a woman able to ret a man's point of view on cer. tain topics which are of tremendous interest to her. Arthur Mansfield was frank and tmpersonal. “Don't blame men altogether, Mrs, Lorimer! Poor male persons in the business world have their you know?! ndeed, I do not know? I pro- tested, “Unless you mean that men in business have sometiines to de: fend themselves from open attacks of beauty?” (To Be Continued) SGSuGCEEEEEEEEe? Precious Stones and Jewelry Unquestioned Quality Reliable Prices ALBERT HANSEN Jeweler 1010 Second Avenue ° Wilbur's Nerve Is Unlimited! 1 can’t Doir! I'VE ONIN Cor Nine DoLLARS! JY BROUGHT “INTO HOME \By L E. 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