The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 16, 1921, Page 11

MONDAY, MAY 16, 1921 Cynthia Grey: ider the Present-Day Form of Feminine Dress— ¢ Has More Than One Angle. Present day discus. angle—the moral side. Yet that ts a very important angle, ‘Take, for ins: harm in it fy m, should not draw criticiam, 4 fo filigree hosiery, openwork watsts, dresses short beyond reason. cing shoes that are worn on ¢ ‘hat is another question! is duit wp only in a term} & Yet it can de torn down short time thru the wearing of | clothing. | the young girls of today would common sense in choosing wearing apparel, and dase their of clothing from the health aint, there would’ be little for criticism along moral lines of the main objects in social work és to give the growing | and girk a normal, constructive aint on life and its values, will enadle him or her to make Choice in friendship, conduct dress. The average young girl likes pret- clothing. She likes to be stylish likes to present an attractive ap- | when with young doy That is natural But she Rot recline that when she ap-| fm scant clothing she only| herself in the eyes of her | And why? Because she hes not deen treated inteRigence and told of the in- ‘secrets of live. At i prodabiy true that there has @ general relaration in moral ia But this need not be as @s & appears on the surface fan check it! Common ean be of assistance! All mothers and fathers should if upon themselves to see that Aters have a| | the age of adolescence. what young girls shall wear ) what they shall not wear will based on the moral question become @ matter of common Wy j T have read with of interest your Tt used | to concern itself with the Problems of the love-lorn swain or Perplesities of the dgubtful } I do know that since, there has | a hol Kame of follow-the- r. | opening letter this evening Was writer's sex prohibits a deserv- my adjective—dingusting. And she complacently at its conclus- that her time has been well spent | your colum@ served a worthy > So far as 1 can make out, is seeking to discourage a habit she assumes club-women have | maligning the character& without | provocation, of young| their acquaintance or under observation. ‘being a woman club-goer it is thing of a revelation to learn) pernicious discourse in which | ladies indulge, and I am sure! h the writer great sucgess in | reformatory inspiration. W. 0.die Tt is quite natural, inderd, that we mot all agree upon what reading is the most “interesting” or | laining. That ts perhaps the, serious drawback the conduc-| of @ column muat face. For instance, you choose to look scorn upon the contribution of | about “The Little Girl Nezt | while in the same mail with letter were some siz or eight) ers complimenting the letter. You especially letters pertaining to trials and tribulations of lover: when the Romeos and Julicts @ run in these columns, other % wax sarcastic in their critt- of what they deem “foolish” ling matter and complete waste space, 10 what is @ poor column tress to do but to attempt to it siz of one and half a dozen the othere? Sure Way to End Dandruff ‘There is one sure way that has failed to remove dandruff at and that is to dissolve it, then u destroy It entirely. To do this, get about four ounces of plain, mon liquid arvon from any drug More (this is all you will need), ap- it at night when retiring; use Olgh to moisten the scalp and b it in gently with the finger By morning, most ff not all, of ur dandruff will be gone, and three four more applications will com- ly dissolve and entirely destroy single sign and trace of It, no Batter how much dandruff you may ‘You will find all ttching and dig- Dg of the scalp will stop instantly, 4 your hair will be fluffy, lustrous, | y, silky and soft, and look and Bel a hundred times better —Adver- RY CYNNTHIA GREY sion over dress reform is generelty dased on Put There & little mention of the health side o¢, the short dress, so common these days. it means freedom of movement and, whew short within) la scorpion or if there was any evi one deserving of much consideration, Where ta the he street, even in rainy weather! “The Goldem Scorpion” By SAX RONMER Copyright by Rebert M, Mofiride & Co. (Continued From Saturday) | Zara started back from him—a movement of Inimitable grace, like that of a startled gazelle, And even | before I had time to get upon my feet she had raised a little silver whistle to her lips afd blown a short shrill note, | I heard the pad of swiftly running | feet. I raced along the path and| thrust myself between the grand | duke and the girl As I turned Chunda Lal hurled himeelf upon the grand duke from behind, Those long brown fingers | clasping his neck, the grand duke fell forward upon his face, “Chunda Lal!" said the dancer, Kneeling, his right knee thrust be- | tween the shoulder blades of the prostrate man, the Hindu looked up| and I read murder tn those glaring | eyes, “Chunda LalP mid Zara el Khala | again. Suddenty reteasing his hold alto- wether, the Hindu glared into the empurpled face of grand duke, shot out one arm and potnted with & quivering finger along the path “Gof" he said. The grand duke went That afternoon I posted a man ac quainted with Hindustani to tap any | measage which might be sent to or from the cafe used by Chunda Lal. I learned that the grand duke had taken a stage box at the theatre at| which the dancer was appearing, and I decided that I would be present also, A great surprise was in store for me. The grand @uke entered as a troupe of acrobats finished thelr per formance, Zara el-Khala was next upon the program. I glanced at the | grand duke and thought that he looked pale and unwell. | The tableau curtain fell and the! manager appeared behind the foot | lights. | “Ladies and gentlemen,” he said, | for Calais. The theatre people | rapid wr here asking for her an hour! I hurried to my office to obtain the latest report of my men. | And as I sat there in my office filled with all sorts of misgivings, tn | ran one of the men engaged in| watching the grand duke. | The grand duke had been seteed with illness as he left his box in the | Montmartre theatre and had died be- | fore his car could reach the hotel! } CHAPTER Ill | A conviction burst upon my mind | that a frightful crime had been com- mitted. By whom and for what pur pose I knew not. I hastened to the jhotel of the grand duke. I mounted in the lift to the apart ment in which the grand duke lay. Three doctors were there. “It was his heart,” I was as/ wured by the doctor who had been | summoned to the theatre | They were all agreed upon the point. Long after the funeral of the! |grand duke, and at a time when I had almost forgotten Zara el Khala, I found myself one evening at the opera with a distinguished French ecientist, and he chanced to refer to the premature death (which had occurred a few months eartier) of Henrik Ericksen, the) Norwegian. “Only three months after the grand duke’s death, the American admiral, Mackney, died at sea—you will remember? Now, following EBricksen, Van Rembold, undoubtedly the greatest mining engineer of the century and the only man who has ever produced radium in work-)| able q@antities, Is seized with ill- ness at @ friend’s house and expires even before medical ald can be summoned,” he told me. Beyond wondering if some sinis- ter chain bound togetHer thin series of apparently natural deaths | I might have made no move in the matter, but something occurred which spurred me to action. Sir) Frank Narcombe, the great English surgeon, collapsed in the foyer of a London theatre and died shortly afterward. It seemed as tho somé strange epidemic had attacked men of science—yee! they were all men of science, even including the grand duke, who was said to be the mont scientific soldier in Europe, and the admiral, who had perfected the science of submarine warfare. “The Scorpion” © © © that! name haunted mé persistently, So much so that at last I determined to find out for myself if Sir Frank Narcombe had ever spoken about WE HAVE RECENTLY ADDED 1,500 NEW BOXES TO OUR MODERN SAFETY DEPOSIT VAULTS. Come and examine our equipment for the safckeep- ing of bonds and other valu- able papers. Entrance corner Second ave, at Pike st. PEOPLES SAVINGS BANK 1 DON'T LIKE THE PART | HAVE] IN THIS SHOW! | BELIEVE 1 COULD LEARN A LITTLE DANCE AND Do BeTTER! GEE- AINTCHA GUD ‘TEacure’s &4 SICK T'DAV ALEK se NOW WE CAN UAVE A MOL IDAY VEAU -WELL AVE LOTSA SAY.GIRLS, DON'T NEGLECT THE FRYINGPAN FOR THE operetta! cro, LETS SUE You STEP'EM OFF. tT WARY MAM, YOU'RE AS GRACE AID LIGHT ON YouR ar & SO ED Page 364 AN AUBURN STORY “Did you be in the massacre”? | utes hurried on and another hour asked Peery, tn an awed voice,| slipped by. “Why, It ts nearty pena ed that Mra. N,/2008,’ mother mid. ‘If only there wus someone I could send for was an Auburn pioneer. her, or if I dared leave the baby.” “She looked down the road with | ber hand shading her eyea She looked at the clock as it told off | the fying minutes. She walked | agnin and asnin to the turn in the road and still sign of the child. “Then, way along In the after the group saw coming toward . “Well, no; not exactly,” laugh od Mra. N. “I'm not #o old hs the massacre, but we people who lived in the White River valley Were very naturally more or less afraid of the Indiana. “Part of my family lived in Seattle and part of us Iived in the White River valley on a farm. I had one sister who was @ beau tiful girl, with big brown eyes and | long, heavy, black hair. | “It was about four or five miles no | | noon, she gasped which she the house, at “There were three horses abreast. On the right sat an In. dian, and on the left mt an In- dian and—in the middie, drooping in her aadifle, her long halr hang: ing loone about her white face, her from our house to the store, and| when anything was needed some-| body had to get on the horse and | go after it. Well, one day mother fot to a place where she felt she | forehead covered with blood and must bload trickling steadily down one there was no one to send but #is-| site of her face, wan sister. ter, Bo warning her to be care} put tor the kindly hands of the ful, ghe started her off. Indians she could not have sat ‘There wun a fairly good road to| up on her horse. the store and it should not have| “They had found her lying in taken more than an hour for the | ‘P* road, where she had been | thrown from her horse, had pick: frip, so when an hour and a half/ oq her up and brought her home had passed, mother began to|as carefully as anybody could. The wateh a bit anxiously. |hole in her head got well and “What can be keeping the| ‘hose Indians always felt specially child? she said. ‘She S| friendly after that. She was their surely | iitte girt.” should be here by now.’ The min- (To Be Continued) - BER eee dence te show that he had been interested in the subject. I could not fail to remember, too, that Zara el-Khala had been | reported as crossing to England. | | have some groceries and BUY NO DYE BUT “DIAMOND DYES” (Conti Miss H. A. Singe Tells How Cuticura Healed Mother “My mother started with a break- ing out of eczema on her right limb. It was red and sore and began to spread to her left limb and the rt of her chest. Her right limbwas bedlyswol- & len and inflamed and tf) itehed and burned so that * ghe could not sleep or rest. Her clothing irritated the af- fected “The trogble lasted about four weeks. Then we started using Cuti- cura Sosp and Ointment and the itching and burning ceased, and after using two cakes of Soap and three boxes of Ointment she was completely healed.” bg ed Miss Hattie A. Singer, R. 2, Escondido, Calif., July 28, 1920. For every se of the toflet Cuti- cura Soap, Ointment and Talcum are supreme. a ay yh a oy Cuticure Soap shaves without mug. Uniees you ask for “Diamond Dyes” you may get a poor dy@ that | streaks, spots, fades and ruins your | moods. Every package of Diamond Dyes contains simple directions for home dyeing or tinting any new, | rich, fadeless color into garments or draperies of any material, No mis- No failures! REOLG STRENGTH Sure ENoveRnR — KNow]| YOU DON'T MEAN | | yes, weRE NOT GOING TO WAVE MUCH ‘TO SAY YouGoT |G DINNER IN THIS be THERG'S Mine IN THE HOLDER lL DON'T S@eSe How f MAR \ Gvess THS MISTAKS ‘tT WAS BECAYVSS HEY LOOK so MUCH ALIKE au ooo ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive Koberts Barton Zippy looked ever so surprised. “Why it isn’t any secret, I'm sure,” he answered, Of course, by the time Zippy Zebra said “boot” to Mrs. Ostrich, she thought that her young friend with the stripes had suddenly gone crazy. She went over and nudged her husband with her wing and pointed at Zippy and said she sus- pected all along that something was wrong with him. Rut Mr. Ostrich said, “Nonsenser and strode right over to Zippy and demanded to know what he meant by i} i talking of slippers and shoes and boots and things the way he was doing. Zippy looked ever so surprised. “Why, it ian’t any secret, I'm sure,” he answered, “I'll tell you all about | o.”, Nancy and Nick and Filppety-Mlap behind the bobab-bush leaned for. ward to listen, for they, too, wished to know exactly what Zippy had been talking about. “The slipper I spoke of,” explained Zippy, “was @ great golden one drawn by eight brown ponies (and sometimes someone else) in the cir: cus parade. It was called ‘Cinderel- a's Slipper,’ and a@ lovely maiden drove it. “And the shoe? asked Mra. Os trich, curiously. “That was golden, too,” answered Zippy. “It was called ‘the Old Woman's Shoe’ and was drawn by FOR AS WE HAV BE OVER To THE RENEARSEL AT OcLocK SEVEN THESE HAM SANDWICHES fT] ARE Ai. | HAD TIME ETO HALL FoR BREAD ALA HAM, AND AMILK WASH! Confessions of a Husband (Copyright, 1931, The Seattle Star) 9% We Get “Ringside Seats” ‘We met my wife and George in a restaurant just a few doors from the theatre, “Table for four? asked the head waiter. “Ringside seata,” but in Edith | We were given a table on the edge of the dancing floor, where we could wateh the gyrations and contortions jof half a hundred couples trying to \dance Where there was room for only |20. Some of the pairs could have gone thru @ whole dance without get ting off a handkerchief. Others swayed and twisted, hugged and wrestled. The men were of all ages— |thé women invariably young or at |least of that appearance. The lights lin the room were low. It Would have been impossible to read even large |type without straining your eyes. | I danced one dance with Dot and jthen gave it up, contenting myself with watching the crowd. As the four of us sat at the table Edith suddenly turned to Dot and demanded: “What do you think Tom and I talked about at the theatre?” “I can't guess. About me, I sup “You flatter yourself. We have more interesting topics, haven't we, Tom?" and she smiled knowingly at me “In that case T don’t think I'll let my husband escort you again,” re- turned Dot. “Well what was the subject of your discourse?” “Aha! So you admit your curiosity is aroused?” | eight milk-white ponies (and some. | ‘times* someone else besides), driven by a woman in a gray wig. A dozen children got a ride in the top.” SWE NERVOUS How Miserable This Woman Was Until She Took Lydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable Compound Toomsboro, Ga.—‘‘I suffered ter- ribly with backache and headache all the ti Ir perswhatLydia Tg e m= 3 % id had done cided to giv it a poi — - e 5 results from ite use so that sy able to do my work. les similar to | your Vegetable Com { mel 0 have ae we | use facts Toomsboro, Ga, Weak, nervous women make un- hh -homes, their condition irritates | both husband and children. It has been said that nine-tenths of the jhervous prostration, nervous de- spondency, ‘‘the blues,’ irritability and backache arise from some dis- placement or derangement of a wo- man’s system. Mrs. Phillips’ letter proves that no other remedy is so suc- cessful as Ly: 's Vege / table Compound. , ° was ready to make a change, should meet my father, who will able to do a great deal for—" “To,” I corrected. “No, for him and with him,” Edith concluded. ag “That's just splendid of you." Dot fairly beamed. “You mustn’t mind> Tom's jokes. I know he'll be glad to meet your father and that a lot will come of it You were saying to me only the other day that your father was always able to use good men, and I thought of Tom.” “Thank you,” I said to my wife with mock gravity, “To date the only person who hasn't been con- sulted and who therefore can’t be expected to be enthusiastic over the arrangement is Edith's father.” “Leave dad to me,” said Edith. “I shall try to." And I sincerely meant what I said, for I saw noth- ing but trouble ahead if I came under any sort of obligation to her. Going home that night Dot said to me: “I've really never had a friend who has done as much for me as Edith, She is simply Wonderful. Still, some times I am afraid I don't understand her." (To Be Continued) “But the boot! You spoke of @ boot.” Zippy nodded. “Tt was a great golden one and was drawn by eight coal-black ponies fend sometimes someone else). A man dressed like &@ gray cat drove them. Over the top was a sign, ‘Puss-In-Boots.'” “He didn't mean us, after all” whispered Flippety-Flap toe the twins. But Mrs. Ostrich was still curious, “Who was the someone else? she wanted to know, “I was,” answered Zippy Zebra, proudly, “I was the one who had a turn at all three.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1931, N. E. A) MOTHER GRAY'’S SWEET POWDERS FOR CHILDREN, , A Certain Relief for se, Smal § T Trade mare Destroy Worms. “The ° houre. Atall dra Beart seceet Sam mailed FREE. A Srv ecdeumte. MOTHER GRAY CO.Le Roy, MVo FOOT REMEDY Cal-o-cide