The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 23, 1921, Page 9

4 ss € i i : _WEDNESDAY, MARCH 28, 1921. » Cynthia ' Gre Blonde T Most Lov- able? runette Lover of Blondes Comes to heir Defense, Dear Miss Grey: I think the oor Feepondent “dna”™ ts handing her @elf a bouquet, just as much, tf not More, than the party “Interested.” Why should a husband not admire his wife's eyes? That ts only natural, oO matter what color they happen to ba If some time “Exina” and her hubby should happen to be blessed ‘with a beautiful baby girl with blue eyee and golden hair, I think hubby Would soon change his definition of Diondes and love the blue eyes just the same as the brown. ‘The picture of the boy Jesus ts Beautiful beyond wors; but the sub- Ject under discussion, as I under Stand ft, was in regard to the female eex, only, Tt ts a hard thing to find a beau tiful blonde, but place her beside a oven brunettes, then you will see the finer quality, just like a piece of Fare china, delicate, but all aglow Why is ft a poet or song writer A Bachelor Husband BY RUBY M. AYRES Copyright, 1921, by W. J. Watt & Oe. (tarts on Page One) face, but she laughed as she bent over the book and read the words he indicated, “Did I? Of course not. It's a Pretty poem, It's Dennyson's “Maud,” you know.” Chris knew, nothing about Tennyson's “Maud,” but he was relieved to hear the natural way in which his wife spoke, “Mr, Dakers has two tickets for a concert,” she said. Imoat prom: lined him I would go." She waited, “It you don’t mind,” she added. CHAPTER VII Directly Chris had gone Marte opened her door, which he had shut after him, and ran downstaira Most of the visitors were dressing for dinner, but Feathers was loung- |ingy against the open swing door which led into the garden. Marte ran up to him breathlessly “Mr. Dakers—" He turned at ones, “Yes.” He no- tieed the Mushed agitation of her face. “In anything the matter?’ he asked In swift concern. Most always refers to blue eyes? Why ts it, Gritith, the greatest American motion picture producer, Most always stars the blonde type? Why is tt, Griffith, the greatest ‘Tom's Cabin,” has always been a Dionde? Why is it the kiddies love their golden-haired princess, such as “Cinderella,” “Little Golden Hair and the Three Bears,” “Little Red Riding Hood,” It is because I am ao brunette, but a LOVER OF BLONDES, eee OR al Miss Grey: As I haven't em to you before, I thought per- haps you'd do me the favor of print- ing this in your paper, so the public Know that democracy ts not it should be, right here in the Beattla is that employment ts not to those boys that went over tw gigttt C for democracy? It makes think that thove boys go as low as to steal, and threaten my Het fle if : 7 I 1 #2 H | gis 4 : fi ask { 8 Hy i eer | | * S i i i if i af t i H : i tf Hie | : t i i ir ‘i i t il ii t = Straits, when traced down, they ere faisifications One particular instance comes v mind of o sider who was @ut of work and on the Stealing because hia wife child were pale for want of i turned out like this: He earn- fag under $100 @ month when he went away to war, and when the Legion sent him out on positions in line at E & g i x 3 z I bh if of way fitted for, The Legion absolute- By took good core te sre that his wife or child dif not want for the mecessities of life, even the the man Gieappointed them at every turn And when the case was investigated, there were not in want for anything. This i¢ only one of many such in- tances, I notice the Fecipe for “Heavenly Hash” has been Supplied by one of your correspond ents However, it is not the one my @o0k book gives Mine Is a candy Fecipe, instead of a fruit malad or Gessert. Thinking ft might be the @andy recipe your reader wanted, in- stead of the salad, I am sending it. ‘Three cups granulated sugar; 1% | ups corn syrup, beaten whites of two egss, 1 cup nuta Boll sugar end syrup together until it strings or forms a hard ball in water; then Grop this drop at a time into the beaten egg whites, stirring constant- fy. Stir until stiff, then put fn nuts; flavor, if desired, and spread on a buttered pan. MRB. C. G. Sedro-Woolley. Thanka. “They WORK while you sleep” at You are bilious, constipated, head. achy, full of cold, unstrung. Your don’t fit—breath ts bad, skin . ‘Take one or two Cascarets Sten for your liver and bowels and wake up Clear, rowy and cheerful, No griping—no inconvenience. Children love Cascarets too. 10, 25, 50 conte ssa lta utahiccraniea Luna Park Swimming Pool opens Baturday, March 26—AdverUsement, “Yes! I mean no! Oh, {t's noth jing mruch, at any rate, but—but I tolt Chris you were going to take }me to @ concert tonight, that you | had got two tickets.” She broke off | agitatedty, only to rush on again, | “Of course, I know you're not! I only | Just sald it, but—but If he asks you— oh, you won't mind not telling him, would you?" Feathers looked utterty mystified, but she was too much tn earnest for him to smile, so he said quietly: “There in rather a good show on the pier, so Wm told. I'll get some tickets and we'll go.” She Mushed all over her face and her lips quivered. | “I know it's horrid of me, and 1) can't explain; there isn’t any need | for you to take me at all, really, but. . . but I knew Chris wanted to play billlarde—" She broke off; she had said more than she intended. | She went up to her own room and hurried with her dressing. She did not want to go to the concert in the! very least, | Chris was very punctilious about | | dressing for @inner. It waa one of his pet snobbertes, ao Feathers de | clared, for Feathers himself had a/ fine disregard for appearances an of what people thought. But tonight even he struggied Into &@ dinner jacket, and halfetrangied | himself in a high collar in honor of Maria Marte rose from the table quietty. She made a pathetic little Ngure, @ Feathers thought, and was angry with himself for the thought. He dia not want to think of her as un- you come up with ust he asked) abruptly. “What! Be penned op tn a stuffy hall all the evening?” he " abe challenged him. “What is the matter, and where ie Mra. Lawless?” nothing to do, “Well, then, shall we take = boat and row out to mest the moon?” “Oh, all right. Can we get a boatT “Of course we can.” She kept her hand thru his arm as they went down the gands to look for an old/ boatman from whom Mrs. Heriot de clared she had often hired boats | before. “Do ye want me te come along a skiff down to the water's edge. Mra. Heriot laughed and looked at Chris. Chris made «@ wry little face “I think we might be able to man- age without his help,” he said. said suddenly. She indicated a «ma! the path of the moonlight fun” and looked around. the emooth water. “Ien't this lovely? It reminds m of the days when we used to hide t ruined castles when we were chil dren.” suddenly he spoke. “It must be late. They‘re playtn ‘God Save the King.’ ” 10230 p. m. He went back to the side of th fishing wmack where he had left th wkift, then he stifled an oath, for th painter he had fastened loosely t the rope ladder had come untied an the skiff had drifted away. when she saw what had happened. mirthleasly. back, of course.” and Mra. Heriot screamed afresh. The water was very cold, and bh up again by the rope ladder. “It was folly ever to have come,’ Chris said. | while she climbed back into it, ther | he followed and pushed off. “They must believe what choose, that's all.” the: “I've always hated weandal. An Chris?” “She will believe what I tell her, he answered at last, quietly. if you prefer it I can land you far. ther down the beach away from the hotel, #0 thai nobody will know we | were together. I dare say I can get ‘ * with yer?” he asked, as he dragged | DOINGS OF THE DUFFS 7 TOM AND HELEN INSIST TWAT | DOTY \pael 47) CUT ANN MORE OFF THE BOTTOM A ky * and dreamed, Nes Sod BE FoR Page AT LAST: Ks For seven years Frank tofied) 41 years ago, he reached Seattle and dreamed and tolled; and as he tolled he thought and made definite plana. “I will go West,” he would tefl | bufldings were of eplit cedar; there himeelf. “When my ship shall land in America I shall not stay tn | town where the Senttle Tacoma tn- the East een of that country. “West! It te the Wen that ts calling me, and I shal go.” Seven years! Longer Pegsy has fred, and five years | crete building was the Dexter-Hor- than before that, when the @reams be of the litte boy’s dream until he from the beginning wae able to start, and by that time he was @ young man of 2. Within two years more he had sent for his famity and bad them all with him in lowa. But Iowa was not “West” by that time to Frank. “Ah? he told himeetf. “Puget Sound! That te my dream-place; that ts she West country of my boyhood dreama. I will go to the Puget Sound country.” Bo, at last, in February of 1280, sure enough.” RIRPKRH ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive s Barton “GYP, THE TLL SEND away ON MAGIC “Let's row out to that boat,” she anchored fishing smack with furled sails that looked like a fairy ship tn | Squeak, the elephant, Mrs. Kangaroo “We can get on board if there is | nobody there. Do! It will be euch They scrambled on board together The ship waa quite deserted and rocking gently on Mra. Heriot clap- ped her hands like a delighted child. Chris lstened apathetically, then He looked at his watch—tt was “It's time we went back,” he said. Mra. Heriot uttered a shrill scream “Bat what on earth are we to do?” she asked, and Chris laughed rather “I must swim out and bring it He took off his cont as he spoke, was hampered by his clothing, but he got hold of the skiff and dragged it back to the ship's aide, clambering He steadied the skiff “What in the world will people say?” Mr. Heriot asked hysterically. “I can't face it," she whispered. . oh, what will your wife think, “And “Well,” nodded Fitppety-Flap with 1 |a satisfied amile. “There's two of ‘om back, three you might say, and little Kicky Kang, ber son. All giad to get back to the circus, too. I hope they’ve learned a lenwon, and the next time the gnomes let them out, they won't go.” “Who im next?" esked Nancy, eager to be off after more of the lost circus animals, Flippety-Flap held up an enormous ‘a| shoe, on the sole of which he kept | bis reminders, “Who is it, Nick?” }. | said he. “Gyp, the Giraffe,” read Nick. “Oho! cried Filppety Map. “He'll be some bird to eatch!* “Why? asked Nancy. “Didn't he like the circus?” “Yes,” answerpd = Filppety-Flap, “mut he kes mimosa trees petter. Loves ‘em like @ bear doas honey. | know exactly what he did when he BUT | BELIEVE IT A UTTLe SHorrer! 1 DON'T LIKE TO CROSS ' Tuem However! A BOOK 319 When be deecribed it to Peery and David he anid: “Seattle! There AGIRL MAY AS WELL BE DEAD AS OUT OF DATE Now A DAYS! AG Guard Your Laurels, AN’T SAN ore! V THINK THIS WILL WORK ALL RIGHT AND THEY CuT ANY WELL LETS SEE VA 00 fT-LETS SE VA Do [Te were a fow hundred people; the were a lot of hacks in the part of terurban station stands now. “That winter the big fivefoot mow bad smashed in @ bot of | roofs, and I think the enly con ton bank, near the whart. “First ava was 6 rough roa4— 1 picked wid flowers there in the last of February.” “Ie tt a true as true steryt David anked wonderingty. “True an true, my boy, and tf you will have @ad¢y bring you out to my farm some day you will see what ft means to have a dream come troa. “Yon, tt in a great country—this Went of oura I'm glad I began to love tt when T was a boy, and I'm giad it's my couatry now, GIRAFFE” fot loose. Sniffed around to see which direction the nearest mimosa tree grew, and beat it—excuse me— I mean, then he hastened toward it. And believe me—excuse me again, my dears, I mean, I assure you, that he can hasten rapidly, “Why, he gets so excited when he amelie a mitmoma tree, he stretches out his neck ke 4 battering ram in front of him so he'll get there sooner, then he does a two-forty | gallop, with his hind legs ahead of | his front onés every other step. As for the ocean, I haven't a doubt that he can walk right over, having a rerular church-spire for a neck.” “How far in it to the nearest mimosa tree?’ asked Nick. Fippety-Flap again consulted his shoe. “Six thousand eight hundred and nineteen miles, eleven yards, two feet and one inch. We should be there in one round minute,” he answered. (To Be Continued e |in and change my things without 9 | being seen.” 4| “I never thought of that! of course, it will be all right! saw us come out together. in thru the garden door,” “Very well!’ He did not speak again until they were close in shore, Then he waid: “I can beach her here —you will not mind going back to the hotel alone?” “Oh, no—but, Chris . . . you can’t, you simply mustn't tel your e | wife.” “Very well,” aid Chris shortly. “T I can go Nobody | will not tell her.” He wnited till she was nafely up the beach, then he | pulled out to sea again, and came ashore lower down. The moon made | everything so light; but he got into the garden without being seen, by keeping well in the shadow of trees and bushes, and had almont reached the door when he ran right into Feathers. (Continaed in Our Next Issue) Philip the Fair of France, in 1294, forced economy on his people by law. n COVEY W y d Phone Ca Patronize LAUNDRY Dry Wash—Rough Dry | yournelf,’" I quoted. | Paragraph?” she asked. jnot look Into the future. But I had Confessions of a Bride Copyrighted, 1911, by the Newspaper Enterprios Assocation THE BOOK OF MARTHA MARTHA’S STRUGGLE ENDS Martha didn't bate Evan and she) wan't bitter, neverthelew she re covered slowly from the final hurt he had tnfiteted upon her. Came a day when she anid that nhe wondered, sometimes, how si could have gtven so much for so lit Us, all her married life, without real-| izing that she was making @ sacri fice, And that day I felt sorry for evan. The last vestige of Martha's tendernens for him had vanished; hiv sin had found bim out. Plainly, Martha was letting ber common sense prevail over her emo- tions, “Nothing can bring you peace but “Can you repeat the rest of the “Te who knows that power ts inborn, that he ts weak because he has looked for good out of him and claewhere, and so perceiving, thrown himeelf wunhesttatingty on his thought, instantly rights himself, stands tn an erect position, com mands his limba, works miracles; just as a man who stands on bis head.’ * “I guess I'm standing on my feet at Inet,” Martha sald. “Certainly I'm at peace at last, and it's the firet peace I've known in years. I sup pone it's beonuse I no longer worry about Fivan's romances, no longer care about what he ts doing with his spare time, nor waste tears because he tella me he loves me at breakfast and aays the same thing to the girl he takes to luncheon. Evan can de vote himself to a harem, he can be! as big a fool as he likes, and it ts no longer my duty to deter him. As| long an I lived with him, I wanted to respect him, even if I couldg’t honor him. He has made ft im possible. Because I no longer care, I no longer suffer.” I never heard Martha speak of Evan again. My little book and Martha’s visit at the Lorimer house ended the same week. I bought a new diary, for events were crowding fast-in the history of my bushand’s clan and it had become my habit to record them. What would the next few months | reveal concerning Chrystobel? Was) my husband's twin sister actually the wife of Hamilton Certeis, diplomat and spy? Was she the Duchess of Tilmini—and a widow? Was Certeis alive in some bolshevik prison? Would Fate be kind to that Incky bebe, Ann? At last she had learned how to treat a husband—but had she learned too late? As for Bob and myself, I dared learned from Martha how to moet it; I would do my proper share In making my marriage happy, and I would expect Rob to assume his own es ET WASH | pitol 209 INGROWN TOE NAIL How to Toughen Skin so Nail Turns Out Itself A few drops of “Outgro” upon the skin surrounding the ingrowing na}l reduces Inflammation and pain and fo toughens the tender, sensitive skin underneath the toe nail, that it can not penetrate the flesh, and the nail turns natyrally outward almost over night. “Outero” in a harmless antiseptic manufactured for chiropodists. How. ever, anyone can buy from the drug store @ tiny bottle containing direc: ALL “THE AUT HORN HOU “TOOTED METCA I ONE DAY WERE COMPILED BIT Onl {T'S ESTIMATED THAT © At. THE UGED PHONOGRAPY NEEDLES WERE COLLECTED FROM AMERICAN HOMES AND PLACED ON END A FOOT APART THEY WOULD COVER AN ARER OF ACCOUNT FoR 340,97 AND NINE THES (uSS- WORD share of responsibility, 1 would live up to the best in myself—and I would not waste my energy in jealousy and tears. To do so would be to let Katherine Miller control me! The spring of 1931 eventful. eee I locked The Book of Martha in my desk and considered a name for my new record of the Lorimer history. Nothing came to me and finally, in desperation, I scribbled on the cover “JANE’S BOOK.” ‘The first chapter of “Jane’s Book” will be published in Thursday's DANDERINE Stops Halt Coming Out; Thickens, Beautifies. A few cents buys “Danderine,” After a few applications you cannot | find a fallen hair or any dandruff, besides every hair shows new life, promised to bej 501,003 MILES AND ul2 PUNCTURES, wan EVERETT TRUE SAT, HASN'T THE K THe PAPER Yet? FOR IT TO Be (ov Dip}. ANO i'M GOING TO HOG fr, Too! 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