The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 21, 1921, Page 9

i Cynthia Grey Brunette Type Strongest, and Gradually Consum- ing Blonde, Claims One} Reader. Various reasons Rave deen otver @& the discussion as to “Why more Brunette girls leave home than Blondes,” and no two have deen sine Gar, Hove you on ideo? If s0, why Mot send itin# Foilowing are some of we letters: | Sear Mise Grey: Because bro-| Rettes, as a group, have @ much) @tronger and intense character than | Blondes, it does not follow that they | fare stronger for the bad. | Blondes, as a group, are of the| @ependent. clinging-vine type, in @apadle of much reasoning and =| slowly but surely, becoming ¢x- tinct, according to the law of natural Belection. Bince about 75% of all girts come fia the brunette group, why should Mt be so startling that about the same | jon should become wayward? All the difference in the downward Might of » blonde or brunette in the @ifference in appeal used by the vil CouC eee | Resents Street “Drives” Dear Miss Grey: I have always jood that there was a city Ordinance prohibiting begging on the Preets What t# the difference tf a poor Sworkingman, who is down and out ‘Without a job, wants to fo out bes ging, than to let the Salvation Army Knights of Columbus, or some other | Big institution, beg for him? Or, for | @xample, the selling of tage on St Patrick's day, which all amounts to/ Degeing?, | What good ts such an ordinance? | To be liberal to some and not to! @there, is not a very good creed for! the city of Seattle. MISS McC. | There is a difference. When citi-) Gems donate fo an orpanired drive, | mode dy an institution, they know Just what their money will de used for. A charitable institution donates @nly to the needy, while, on the other | Rand, should individual persons be permiticd to beg upon the street there would be no way of knowing whether they were deserving or pro- fessional grafters. I can appreciate your viewpoint however. The well-meaning pudlic Ras been the goat for s0 many drives for this and thet, it is well nigh fraasicd ont. 1 delieve the time ts fast approaching when we will adopt the plan many Eastern cities have that of maintaining a public chest, Which requires only one donation @ year. ‘ eee Habitation on Mars? oweDear Miss Grey: Is there any Proof that human beings are living @m Mars? nN @ No. But many things seem to in- Gate that Mars ts enveloped in at @orsphere with physical properties Similar to those of the earth's atmos- phere There ts indication upon its gurface of physical conditions not Gulike those of the earth The s0- ealled “canals” of Mars, in the the- ory of Lowell, constitute @ system of (rigation carried out by the inhabi- fants of Mars for the purpose af lead- fng the water odtained from the melting snow of the Martian polar gvegions over the surface of the planct. Other observers have de- ‘gcribed certain orange patches and gray-green markings as land, based wpon the similar appearance that the great deacrts of the earth would pre- sent under the same conditions. | There is thus no proof, but much) speculation on the possible existence of life on the planct Mara. ee . Asks Meaning of “Blue Laws” Dear Miss Grey: What ts meant by “Blue Laws”? MP. Biue laws are any laws which im- pose veratious restrictions on the freedom of members of the com-| munity, and interfere with their ordinary habits, or which aim to reg- late their private morals; sumptu- ery daws. Superfictally the name came to be applied to a body of reg- tlations of this character supposed to have been in force in the colony of | Kew Haven, Conn, about the mid-| Gle of the 18th century. The suppo- sition ts based upon the well-known | fect that the sin of Sabbath-break- tag was especially odious to the magistracy. COLUMBUS, O-—Iemuel Gary, official in life insurance company, hadn't seen bis son for 14 years. Finds him in convicts’ chorus from state penitentiary HAD NERLS ~ BREAN Mirs. Ireland Permits us to Publish this Letter forthe Benefit of Others | Who Are in Her Condition Warsaw, Missouri. —‘For five years Iwas weakly, nervous and in a run- down condition. | 'Then I had a ner- | vous breakdown and doctors said I would never be} well again. After! | ‘took seven bottles ydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable | ii Compound J was | healthier, stronger | and felt better than I ever did in | a my life before. I} ise the Compound enough | and roeonemend & 2 all gana | You ma; ish this letter if you) it wlll belp othe Me IneLann, R. R-1,Warsaw,Mo. | * Nervous women both ailing and wretched, and with a nervous break- | own all joy goes out of a worflan’s ife. It is said that the ills peculiar to | women act on the nerves like a fire-| brand. Lydia E. Pinkham’s VegetableCom- is successful in overcornin, sach conditions, and alarge number of | women who were once great | sufferers frorn nerve troubles owe | their present health and comfort to it | end it contains no narcotics or harmful drugs, MONDAY, MARCTI 21, 1921. | omen,” she told the old lady, k Chester, ‘ and the service had begun. and tn Celeste was the wife of the man she | A Bachelor Husband BY RUBY M. AYRES Coprrteht, 1921, by W. J. Watt & Oo (Starta on Page (hve) finger round his coller as if suddenly he found It too tighk and hia voloe sounded all strangled and jerky when suddenly he said: “Put on your hat and come out, Marie Coteste! I can't breathe—tt's stifling indoors.” | They walked along the embank: | ment and away from it toward Weat- | minster Abbey, There was a service going on inside and thru the open doors they could hear the wonderful strains of the organ | When they walked on agamn "| waid ve got on very well #ince you | came home—eh, Marie Celeste? Her dark eyes were rained to his face, “Oh, Christ Of courser “I mean—<do you think @e mould always get on a& wellt” Christopher looked down at her. then he said with @ rush: “The fact | eT mean—will you marry met | She wanted to say so many thingy) to him, but no words would come. She Just gave him her hand and his | fingers closed hart about tt. | He looked a ttle abashed. | “yell, then can tell Aant| Madge that we're engaged?” he said. “Yea,” Aston Knight, a friend of Christo. pher'’s, was to be best man, and Marie's special schoo! chum, Dorothy Webber, was to be maid of honor, The wedding was fixed for a Frt day. / “Oh, not Friday,” Mies Chester de murred, “It's such an unlucky day! Surely, Thursday will do just as well.” “I'm not mrperstitions” Chrie swered. “Are you, Marie Celeste? I think Fridaysis a good day. We can get away then for the weekend.” But his Friday proved unkind, for tho it was the end of July, it rgined hard when Marte woke the morn ing and there was @ chill wind biow | ing. | How could the weather possibly be so bad on such a day! It was the first faint shadow across her hap-| pines, | The second came tn the shape of a wire from Dorothy Webber, to my she could not possibly come after all. | Her mother was {ll and she was ated at home. Marie was bitterly disappointed, but she was young and in love; the world lay at her feet and long before she waa dremsed to g° to church her spirita had risen gain and she was ready to laugh at Aunt Madge, who showed signs of tears. “If you ery Y shall take ft as bad | in her. “What ts there to ery for waen Tam golng to be so happy?” Tho she had never felt more! grown-up in her life, she had never | looked such a child, and for a mo ment a queer pang touched the heart of young Lawless as he turned at the chancel steps and looked at her as she came up the aisle with Mls But the parson wag already there lees than 10 minutes litle Marie had adored all ber life Perhaps it ls sometimes a merctfu! Gispensation of Providence that the eyes of love are bilnd, for Marie never saw the #trained look on Chris topher’s face or the way in which hin eyes avoided hers. She never thought it odd when tn the train he provided her with a heap of magazines and the largest box of chocolates she had ever seen in her life, and unfolded & newspaper for his own amusement For aheir honeymoon they were going to a seashore town on the East coast. He, waa the kind of man who knew scores of people wherever he went, and in bis heart he was hoping that he would meet scores of them now He gave an unconscious sigh of relief when, later, he saw Marie car ried up to her room in the lift in the company of an attentive cham bermaid, who knew that they were newly married. She was just ready when Chris came knocking at her door. He had banged into evening clothes, and was very immactlate altogether. “Ready? he asked. His blue eyes wandered over her dainty person. ‘You look like a fairy,” he said, “Do IT" she smiled happily. “Do you like my frock?” She turned and twisted for his admiration. Chris said !t was topping. They went downstairs together, the best of friends. “I met some fellows just now that I know,” he said. as they sat down to table. “I'll introduce you later. They're stopping here.” At dinner Marie obediently drank one glass of champagne, and got a headache. She was rather glad to be left to herself for a little afterward In the coolness of the lounge outside. while Chris went in search of his friends. She had never stayed tn @ hotel before, and the noise and bustle of it all rather confused her. She was wondering how she would ever find her way thru all the corridors to her room again, when she caught the mention of her husband’s name. The man, whoever he was, was talking to another, for presently Marie heard a laugh and a second voice say: “Chris Lawlens! Oh, yen I know him! Is he really married?” “Yeo—married @ girl he's known all his life, Quite a child, so they ony? “How romantic.” “There's not much romanee tn It from all accounte—just a business arrangement, I should call {t, “Lawless wag old Chester's adopted son, you know, and the girl was Chester's daughter. There was a stack of money to leave, ft seems, and when the old man died he left it in hiswill that they were to have half each on condition they married ut if they didn't, the whole lot went to the girl! Well, you know what Lawless is, He wasn't going to’ let @ good thing like that escape him, you bet! So he just made up to the girl and married her. They're down here on their honeymoon.” “You mean—he'’s not keen on the girl “Of course he’s not! He's not the sort. Never cared for women! Have you ever heard of him being mixed up with one? I never have! Of course, I don’t know what the girl's lke—-I’m rather curious to meet her, 1 admit—but from what I know of Chris, and his way of living, I'm dashed sorry for her! She'll find she’s married a bachelor husband, and no mistake.” Wantinuca DOINGS OF THE DU “FRECKLES AND Hil SAV wuy DoT You JFFS OH, HAS SF Page 317 A LITTLE BOY'S DREAM A bong. long time ago, not long after the close of the civil war, « Uttle boy ved tn the Black For. ont, far away across the sea ‘The Uttle boy lived ti an ous World village, with his mother and father and five other children, and he was a busy Iad—busy with his hands all day long, and every @ay. And always tn his mind there dwelt a beautiful dream. It was & @ream of a wonderful coun. try in the New World that men called Amertca, Frank heard his father talk of tf! His Uncle Wil tam had gone on the big ship to America, and even now, any day, ® letter might come from Uncle Wiliam telling them of all the wonders of that Western Innd; all the things Frank most wanted to know, . At last word came that a letter was at the postoffice, a letter from America. Eagerty Frank started off to get tt. Little did he care that he must walk the 18 miles between bis home and the postoffice. the letter. ty home, It wan He would bring it safe OF THE a Reernre ADVENTURES | At? o'clock on @ dewy morning @ started forth, | after his long walk. “Coma, you lahall stay here tonight, and on the morrow when you shall have slept and rested you will walk back and take the letter to your father.” | Frank waited until § In the | afternoon, then he said, “I thank you, kind friends; 1 can wait no longer. The letter ts from America, and 1 go now to my | eathor that he may read to me the letter, and I shall know how my Uncle Wiliam fares who ts th that country” | So he started again on the long walk hora | Ato that might when the vitiage was still and candies twinkled tn the tired boy | } joottage windows, came home “But! my son,” his mather mid, We |looked for you not until the mor. “you greatly surprise oa row. You will be over weary.” | But Frank onty said, “The let- tert Read the letter, father. I [have brought the letter.” (To Be Continued) TWINS ive Roberts Barton “Tittle girl, will you please hold my baby?” “Do you still like the circus? asked Flippety-Fiap, the fairyman. Mrs. Kangaroo jumped. She hadn't floticed Nancy and Nick nor their odd companion approaching. “Sh! She held up a warning hand. “Not so loud, I just got Kicky to bed.” “Yeu,” whimpered Nancy. “We saw you put him in.” “And I don’t want him to know how I long for the circus. It's all I think of, really.” “But why did you leave?” “Well,” ‘sid Mama Kangaroo, soberly, “when the gnomes came along one night and unlocked. the door of my cage, I had beef think. SAFE MEDICINE FOR CHILDREN | Foley's Honey and Tar is family cough remedy that mothers can de- pend upon, It will not upset a deli cate stomach and children like it Mrs, Agnes Barnes, 208 EB. 4th St., Altoona, Pa., writes: “I gave Foley's Honéy and Tar to my baby for croup and it helped her immediately Ad- vertisement, MOTHER GRAY'S SWEET POWDERS FOR CHILDREN, ing. Kicky was growing up, and no chance to learn a thing. How could he stretch his legs in 9 two by four cage and learn to take steps 20 feet long? How could he ever learn to stand property on his jtall? I had to bring him home, where there was room, to teach him |a few things.” “Can't I permade you to fo back?" asked Flippety-Flapp. “Here spring’s coming and what will all the children do when there ts no cireus?” | “I know? nodd the kangaroo, |reaching for her hAnky and blowing |her nose loudly, “I have to weep when I think of ft. And I'll forget all the boxing I ever knew. I love to box.” A shrewd look came into Flip | petyIlap's little eyes, and he looked |slyly down at his enormous feet. “Would you mind boxing with me?" he asked quickly, “I can box | beautifully and I just happened to bring y boxing gloves along, also an extra pair.” “Oh, I should love {tf eried Mra. | Kangaroo, hastily unstrapping the little bed she carried In front of her, land in which Kicky slept, “Little girl, will you please hold my baby?" Nancy held out her armas, Flippety-Flap produced two patra of boxing gleyes from his magic shoes, MY STENOGRAPHER ™. WERE DLAVIN’ ALLIGATOR AN UES i ’ | “You are tired,” they told him, | Boss ELOPED! EATEN ALL up! (Confessions of a Bride Coprrighted, 1971, by the Newspaper Katerprise Assoctation THE BOOK OF MARTHA BUSINESS AND A HUSBAND Be Martha wha free! Free—soon- to take whatever joy Fate migh: vouchmafe hert And Arthur Mansfield could ven ture to comfort her and guard her |the reat of her days. All this made |me rejoice but I didn’t dare to dis cuss with Martha that morning her prospective liberty to love and be loved | 1 wanted the story about Fran. and I knew Martha needed to con | fide in me. | “Kiele Demateon was @ sweet jand wholesome girt when she came |to do my filing,” explained the fair minded Martha. “She was a simple industrious, decent girl until Evan became Interested in her, Now I can neo the stages she descended to jher downfaN. She used to dreas in | good taste—Iike a little Indy. Soon abe took to rouge and extremely short skirts, and every hat she put on was adorned with a pink rose Evan's own idea of millinery! 1 | might have known. To tell you the truth, I did muspect that the girl had a muitor, but I didn't mistrust Evan. Lately he has been #o devoted to me like a sick child tn convalescence It's so hard to graspf Martha ended with a nob. “You're taking It too hard, Marte, deart’ I said, and then I wept with her. Why do we rtris ery together over jwhat was, I knew in my heart, the best possible solution of Martha's woes? We wept, I fancy, beeanse once more true love was dead. Martha had been an idealist. Evan had im posed upon all that was «incere In her nature, exquisite in her char acter, We wept for that. “You did your best for Mvan.” 80 1 tried to comfort her. “THe ts the loner, It's his own fault, toot “Perhaps not altogether,” mid Martha, the just. “Had I never gone to work away from my little home kingdom, this might not have hap- pened.” “You never could have held a—a— polygamist” I declared. “My dear, It's a mistake for a mar. ried woman to open the way for her husband's jealousy. That's about the first thing that happens after she goes to work. It's a mistake to let another woman have opportunity to comfort a hushand when he thinks he's being neglected for a married woman to assume part of the financial strain of keeping up a home. “Many men easfty become recon- ciled to letting a wife pay for her frocks and all the luxuries for the family, It's a mistake for a married woman to drop all the fine sym. 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