The evening world. Newspaper, January 10, 1914, Page 9

Beauty Doctor. By Antire Depont. Copyright, 191:1, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Krecing World), A NEW IDEA FROM PARIS. P ID you notice what a vast improvement there is in our first vice President's appearance thie winter?” said the pretty clubwoman in fur-trimmed velvet to her neighbor in @ nearseal coat DRY CLEANING HAIR ‘patter effect, It #tira up the circulation of the ekin, cleanses the pores and is | @ beauty builder generally. For ugiy elbows it ts oald What do you do? Just rub them with tt” , “No; you make a sort of poultice of @ heaping tadlespoonful of corn meal, if, enough hot water to make @ thick peste, arid plaster this on the elbows, letting it on for fifteen minutes, Then wash off and rub the elbows for five minutes with lanoline or old fash- Jened mutton tallow. Do this every day ‘for a while and you will be astonished Qt the improvement in a very short * time: Then there's another beauty Stunt you van do with corn meal, Don't -you think. my hair looks nice? Well, ie all due to corn meal, I put some Wee this useful meal in one of the cheai @hakers that are used for powdered Qugar and shake it thoroughly through tresses and then I brush my hair @ hot brush.”” ‘What kind of a thing is that?” ‘Just an ordinary hairbrush with @ jen back. I heat thie in the oven my with ‘dad brush my hair with It until every particle of cornmeal is out.” Optimettes.. by The Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), > MEN you Build your Bungalow, leave out the Cosy Corner—it Léads to the Comatose Condi- It's Asking & Little Too Much to Expect Destiny to Tip us Of on what's Going to Happen Next! The Mid-Plane is the Safest—the Helghts and the ra The Man who Ginpets his “Wrongs” makes such dant Music that All Hands Take ‘od? fhelr Hoole! ; ri Reflection of the Game Man who had a Hard Jolt is; “I Got Ex- WMibliy what was Coming to Me!” *\*gomehow we Always Develop a Men- Tire aeration about the Man whose ‘Wite i ¥ gyxoras, oF ueruine Webs" tells the siory) ate Weverol by uaube it, t a wer a io out by imlstele into the r er soon al en- 0 Pieter ety oharwe worth #1 wed, ah PRECEDING CHAPTERS. middle-aged New York spinster, Burope a pretty aud Mra, Delario, a to New York one’ ot Le Mrs 1 OR heten Sina ie lana Delano is, chow fiir, who would u the fers io het i feclares the diamonda are bis The spineless from the theatre ‘a young reporter, she finds that Aad seaiched, | But nosing telephone next 3 to Billy Rivers, h ure, ‘The apinater wn flat, among the sce Ravevol, Claire's at with her Locked In. ONSIEUR had turned the alip- | AM GWAN An! TAKE ITS NOT So AWFUL a “I can tell you in two worde—corn meal!” “You mean she eats itt” “®he may, for all I know to the con- trary, but that ien't the idea all. She takes @ dry corn meai rub every day. She told me she learned about it at a famous Parisian beauty shop where she went for repairs last summer, They called it some outlandjsh French name that meant ‘dry cleaning’ and charged a wicked price for it, but it waa nothing In the world but plain corn meal. “@he says,” continued the pretty woman in velvet, “that the proprietor of the beauty establishment originally got the dea from Hawall, where the native women have the embothest and most perfect aking imagined! ‘These women rub themselves all over every day with the finest sand. If they were sandpapered. they couldn't be smoother. And the corm meal. rub has an even orem Mike @ charm.” | 4 | CORN MEAL ROB - By Cc, L. Cullen It tan't 00 Very Hard to Paddle viae| the Peaceful Watere—bmt #at's a Thing that Nobody can Do for you! For Fatty Fermentation of the. Mind consult Old ‘Doctor: Get-Next-to-Your- self! ; - “Dicers’ Oaths" are Trust Company | Bonds compared with the Promises muue by @ Man just Coming Off a Jam- boree! Don't Proclaim. that you're Never Going to Do It Again~for Father Ti har Heard @ Lot of those Proclama- tions! * Perhaps you've Observed that Each Time it's Harder and Harder to Get Out of the Bad Hole of your Own Making! The Accuser that we Dread more than Any Other is our Shaving Glase! ion ie Stimulant—but Envy Eliminant! them up, That was his one inexcusable blunder in the whole affair—it had set me watching. Next day he'd taken the slippers Bway to complete his examination and draw his conclusions from the gue mark at leisure, I came, home before he got them back, and being sure I'd migg them he put them in my wardrobe Monday morning the moment I went to Mrs. ‘om Delatio's; calculating that when I found them’ I'd think I put them ‘there myeelf. In which he would have been correct, if he hadn't tummed those elippere— which only goes to show! Tut Claire a thief!—or the accomplice of a thief! That high bred giri—that rare, acct ished child! I couldn't believe itt wouldn't be- Heve it. She Was acting {i good Taith whatever ehe did. Perhapw he had con- vinced her that the bi —that Mrs. Delario was robbi: I St it then the Pracye) 1 er hum for the Cy) IT's Wy Don't You ‘BEA BIS MAN Lite “PoP. GwAn AN TAKE IT! LOOK! +eRR's Auwast ie. +te Wourpny ACT THAT wartct JR'S A T3146 MAN? HIM: TAKE Some: Novelettes of New York Streets ——— By Ethel Watts Mumford 7.*=Love and Old Clothes The Romance of a Second-Hand Shop on Sixth Avenue two. obviously heavy straw ‘auit cases; She took’ her wav avenue from ‘eat, pausing now and sows where second- nents were displayed. arly up-to-date show window she pau: looked over her houlder and darted to the door, which resulted in a collision with Miss Ivy Engle, who was examining laces with her back to the shop entrance. “Pardon,” gasped the woman. “I would like to apeak with ‘madame.’ I have here nome fine dresses, I am a ImGy'a maid. Miss Ivy swallowed her annoyan “Btep back, She led the way to ti store, which boasted a “fitting roo formed by the aide wall and three plush curtains on brasa poles, and ‘an office, also curtained, and containing a 4 three cha! heaped with clothing, and stacks upon stacks of soiled carfboard box fat woman with faded blond hair was in the act of atahbin, to death on the file. She turned pal inquiring eyes on her daughter and the she convoyed, some dresses,” fore a part said Mise uit case to the desk ed ‘hand and slipped the catches. The pupils of her eyes gontracted as she noted the contents. “Shake eet oud," she ordered her daughter in an Alsatian accent of mingled French and German, .as she handed her @ rose taffeta gown that shimmered in the gaslight, and delved for further loot. A gray beaded @ ning gown came next, and a black vel- vet with strass ofnaments, She put down the empty bag, and swung the second into convenient position, A green charmeuse house gown, @ white } ball dress and a sable and I heard the front bell ring three two's I'd told Billy Rivers to use ae hin elg- nal, and I skimmed along the hall in my eureka frame of mind—never once Ciought of precautions or of ailing through firet and making sure it was Buly—and flung the door wide open. CHAPTER VIII. Another Trap. 8 the doar flew back I realized the fool thing I'4 done; and then, without even looking to see who It was, I caught the door and tried to shut it y again, But he pushed. I looked, then him by the arm. aerve stat ought I knew 1 didn't de- by the rights of ia romance to have been the villain. “Oh, Billy—my deliverer—you dear! gasped the minute the door was shut. jeclare you're good enough to kise!'t aad with that—I up and did it! ‘He"had brought an armful of a Betore i began to oat, 3 tole Bi abil, cried “Billy!” and grabbed most new, the size perfect #8." Madame turned each garment inside out and noted that the identifying marke I do both of maker and customer had all bean removed. Then she glanced at the lady's maid. “Five apiece for the tresses,” she eatd sharply. “But, madame,” expostulated the woman, ‘they cost two or three hundred apiece! They ere the clothes of a rich lady who oan afford to have anything!" “Who did you say the lady west” in- quired the buyer coldly, holding up @ bodice from which the waistband had been ripped. “I did not gay," owes money Gor bridge,” she edded dy way of explanation (at which madame sneered). ‘That stole is ermine and real sabi “Twenty-five for that,” sald madame calmly, “and ten for the muff, We he me see, seexty dollar.” turne1 and unlocked a drawer tn the desk. “One hundrea for the lot,” sald the maid sullenly, picking up t! ‘ole and folding it, “or I go to the place two 4oors down.” Madame's eyes watched the folding of the:dainty fur covetously. “All right/ whe agreed. “Tt 1 much, but I have a gustomer that —it is lucky for you.” She counted over the money painfulty, returned the sult cases and escorted the woman to the door, “Come again—perhaps we can do pis'neas.” She bowed and turned to face her daughter. ‘Some buying, zat!" @he exclaimed. “They is stolen, all_right, all right.” They retired to the office to gloat. Fach garment received the most care- ful ecrutiny. A Hidden Treasure. “Fine, fine,” Miss Ivy commented. “Mi Beatrice will pay you forty aplece for the dresses; they're joost sooted. “IT take me this to Bentsisk!,” eaid her mother, smoothing the fur. ‘Tree hundred dollar IT get m “Oh, look, what for @ sach ex- claimed the girl. She turned over the bodice of the rose colored gown and showed, pinned to the left ede, a pansy fou ‘hea in forth a@ delicate odor, —it din with a gold pin with @ They cackled wildly ov “There's porething inalde of it,” Mii re ‘Sure, it caught up Th Mned nd contained letter, It was ased in ite envelope and wae Bhe 4, “Ach, erm Mkned close till their aimost, toudhed. “What would she pay to get it beck?” Madam's puffy. face leered evilly. “What woul HE pay—hein? You know what Smart Gossip wrote about—how he was crasy about that actrese—hein?” 4 Blackmail Plot. “Mamme,” ald Miss Ivy, “remember We are here, without any doubt, re- colfere of @tolen goods. The fret thing T ge with these clothes to Miss Beatrice and sells them all and gets them out of here. Then you to Beat- siski and sel the fur. Then we say only one pink dress a ge woman brought to us, do you ? But even then we got to take a cheaper price for that letter—' just not make for our- selves troubl Admiringiy she packed away the Tt the following *\ Mise Ivy's ‘ou Wo com- manded, seeing the girl's fa executive expression. “Go on!" said Ivy, shortly. where tape way in her reproachful eyes? He ewore out lows and quickened his and could suspect nobody, That infurl., ated him the more, Was she aa aly that, with her pweet, unsophisticated Pp ‘The rose colored gown with the black girdle, She'd: worn it at the silly tin wedding Lady Sn nad insisted on giving—and from Which he had fled the minute he decently could—yea, that was the day before the robbery. She had eudedniy taken it into her head to go down to the country place the following day. And the maid had seized the opportunity. He lashed himeeif into a fury and cajoled himeelf into self pity. He'd for this, he'd not spare well make a show of himself and *Liltian. ‘Dhe vision of Lillian, blondined, marcelied, over- dressed and underbred, came before him. No, he ‘didn't want Lillian, her shallow laugh and flimsy fatteries. wanted hts own his Byivia, They only been marrie4 ten years. Lote of people were mai four times that and were trie ‘to @he another. By this time he qui forgotten hie shortcomipg., He head to toe, an in- jured husbaud, Without a word of ex- Planation to his home he spent the night at the clud, fuming with rage and jealousy, , reached hie office the firet., ¥ ; ae ae the point. Five hundr: are in gold, if you advertine Sunday,” followet & deacription of the sachet and ite yoy cl ‘You contents, and a transcript of the let: know Jam ®.detter manager 9 You-~ter, with travatted remark that Gbubt- are.” No eooner had the door shut on Madam's ponderous form than Mies Ivy seized upon the telephone bouk, nm turned her attgntion to the tion of society ip pap she begulled her lelsure. ebe no Often handled gave her a vicatious ing of position in the land.of wealth: She studied the situation In the hquse. of Lawlor, weighing the pros and cons carefully. Then she elded, © Calling the iittle girl in the manicure pario: ¢ treasured | in about Mra. Lawlor. Mr. Lawlor—no, thank vate.” At last @ hurned and annoyed voice sounded over the wire. “Well, weil, thie te Mr. Lawlor—who ane Rive. me you—no, it le pri- fo te?" Mine Ivy's meats throbbed, but she e, 1a thie ted. Time was precious fhe would hang) up jo, in the ap WO, tound » letter from « gem! man to Mrs. Ja@wlor, of the firet o the detective jer shop. Miss Ivy's special brands of Nt ‘her many things, mostly wbout Buman nature, She had calculated mute cor- rectly that Mr, Lawlor'a bet} ; and naturel repulsion the Sunday ‘pai ‘they with such aviaity, caty trembling fingers m: dam withdrew the inclosure and hel it to'the light. ‘My own,” she read, “when I left you tt _my/heart behind. I am coming back for ‘it ag quickly es I possibly can. My darling, I curse these wretched “Oh, my gracious! gaid M ‘And she didn’t have the sense to Hi the story, all of It He was atill staring when T got through and asked him, “And now, how am I going to @et those beastly things out of the house and where am I going to get them to? She a have them at her house”—— He took a cig tte out of his case and with a short “May I? lighted up and bean to blow rings, gaging at them abstractedly. I ate, After I'd stood his silence for half a cigarette I ted my question and told him to do something right —to-night. He smoked another Quarter and threw the cigarette with energy Into the empty chicken tin, incing up as he spoke. “What are we going to do?” he gave forth masterfully, "We're going to trap that boid, bad man all by our iit- tle ownselves—you 1 lighted it. ‘rap him—w Bea I didn't see—"Right here in this little fiat =f 38 leas" we it give him one nies leesen en otal al by thu interest. ar nonal attention to the morming matt she never doubted. Mr, La transacted no m nese that 4 In. tompeat of mixed emotions he left the office, dismissed ite shotor and furiously walked uptown. Curse it all—Sylvia! Counfound !t' him to the top of her had been suffering the damned from hia con- And the whileahe—, Tat the cad! Who could it be? canveaned the ilst of their friend few hours to | him fina ing diamonds from defenseless women and threatening you,” But we've got to hurry,” I urged T cay’t live this way much longer—it's imply killing me!" ; “Bure,” Billy agreed, suppressing a emile at me. “I’m hurrying all I can. I calculate to have your ‘mossoo' in handcuffs to-mortow night.’ unfolded hin plot and T entered it with fervor, The truth ts, Billy and ' were having the fun of our lives, The scheme waa to decoy monsteur to the flat by a letter from Mra, Delario indicating where the diamonds were hidden: we banked on his remembering the one place he hadn't searched--the hyacinths; and if he got the tip we believed he'd return the moment I went out. T had @ sample of her handwriting, which we copied as well as we could, and the joint literary efforts of myself and Billy produced the following—this, ing to be from me to her: purport! ~ & and. get the letter back... It wy nee er lena-the identtty of the writer could be learned from the handwritttg.” :. ,Henry Lawlor's pipedshot eyes de voured the note....Dhen heen th yo dheet on which, in & neat, ‘round wand, Mien T fed the, ‘burning words, He heart t hin trambling hands, to desk, ertad lke a ‘qur Firat Paid Uy of ;tWetr honefmoon, | wi ative buwineas had called And she, loving and unfory all these years"! that night she Mind fully tried to cel Aheir tin w hoping, perhaps, ihe would soften to wm reminder, of thé Gedr, paat, and. that she Yhight. proudly say "You nee, dear, your ‘firnt married letter And he’ had treated” her! with tndif- forence, acorn neglect.» His epirit lay in tho duat of repentance: before her altar, Thank heaven! .he wan! awake now from his evil dreamg: from! the allly, {n infatuation he had oul-] tivated in ‘the very face of thia genti uncomplatning devotion, But"he would make arnends with all ‘his heart. “He recovered himaslf, and glanced atthe letter. Yes, he. would pay the -price, warth it in her ¢ firat” letter—your that ten times, over, aiegsth No question of ethics bothered him. He wan too full of his own concerns, ton deep in his own hea: « © © e ee. @ A month lat Mina Ivy bala , when Madame and d thelr books and took paused in the midet of and scratched her head with must say, Ivy," she'sald, “you tee & fine manager, And gold you can't mark #0 easy. And I gf you credit for getting offerything with no froubles to us, But until I die I ghall not know vy it tm, ve look ave vatch and ve read all de papers and a ‘Smart Gossip’ and nothings happeni no, mamma,” @hi y have been from some very big finan- , perhapa, yer. ephone Tuesday” an exquisitely n (thin etruck me as If happens to me. break thei at once; have to. ‘Lam going to try to see you Bat- urd y night for final arrangements if Ley. alii If the detec to walt ¥ ten, Be sure to 20 talk, 1 still Mold to my. prema third to you If you will help me to 6 of guin-drops.” “Gumdrope wan Billy's touch—he declared that ‘“mossoo" would read it “@lamonda" eure as anything And this, purporting to be from her to him —- Twenty Gems Of American Humor 20—THE ROMANCE OF THE CARPET, by Robert J. Burdette ABKY ING in pence in the warm epriag eva, South Hill, emiled. upon Burlingtes. Feath of May! and the day was fair, And t! Hc. fed the ‘Kissed ¢! bright ‘mbtes danced in the balmy alr. cupligtt bisamed wher’ the restioss bresse : e fragrant blooms oli the apple trees, Hila beardiess chebk with « smile was spanned, As/ne stood, with « carriage whip in hip band. all And he laughed as he doffed his bobtall opat, And the echoing folds of the carpet emote. ‘And she entiled as bh And eaid she'd tell hi leaned on her busy mop, when to stop. So he pounded away till the dinner bell ‘ “Gave Him ao Iittle breathing apell. But ighed when the kitchen clock struck eum *! meid the carpet wasn't done ni . But he,lovingly put im his biggest Heke, And he pounded like mad till the clock ‘Ana 6 said, ine Wabdlons wna of way, ' ‘That she guessed he could finish it day.and te pent, day ‘ Ané' she'd ‘give 1t:a loo’ at eventide, : i Andé. say, “Now beat om the’ ether aida”, ‘Till at last, cheerlese winter Gay, He kicked at the carpet and elfé away— - Specding.away, with seotatepe fleet, ‘ Years twice twenty had epme And the carpet swayed in the Por evér yet; stnce'that bright epringtima*< fe the fenced. “aut anit see At ever Deon: talento frpm the.line ry mee ary! enith, | Serhan Gant ‘ He found iim a'stfOk in Ow'old weedpiie, Ana gathered it ug with a and, grim omtio, A flush passed over hia face forlorn “Aa he pated at the carpet tattered and term « a he’ Wit’ tt @ most. resounding thwack, ‘TIN the startled.air.gaye hip echoes, back. “4 hah And out of the window a white face leaned, ‘And @ palsied hand the pale face screened. She knew. Bis face; she gasped; and sighed, “A Httle more on. the,other.siée.” 1. | Right down on the ground hie stick he throwed, And he shivered, and said, “Well, 1 am plowedt And he turned away, wit! And he never waséseen are now interested tn the white sales that have become a uary feature of the shops throughout the country and.the tables piled Ne with dainty Hngerte are very eke ched Gowns ,ere,, shown im many fancy | etytes, the delicate yoke, butteriy sleeves and dainty bows and rosettes being featured of the higher priced gare ment, Tueks and hand embroidery form another favorite embellishment in gowns well af th thb cheinies) my The datter’ garment hes become popular, but It hes.updersone changes since its former days of ‘The present day ‘etyte feo well fetdd article nowt es the vest chemise, which Js quite ghort, the average Jeagth being twenty inches. And then there ts ¢hd em- velope chemise combination. oe ‘As it le now cuétomary to wear ony the Mimy petticoat over the corset, @ strong preference for the chem! pamta- lon, whieh ‘ellmmates all Gulkinet, hes been established, This garment received the approbation of good dressers imme- “Monsieur: I have refused to have °' with thie matter since = $e 41 beet Suva Liire sabato, a heart fall core, jt more; not more. 5