The evening world. Newspaper, September 18, 1918, Page 15

A War ty The Pres last two daya, be ruined if the: for once in my life,” want?” “I dont know whether well be mn time to stop tt now er not,” muttered Blake as though he were already ashamed of the softness he had shown, Sara eat up ike a flash, “Turn the car around and take mo back to the city at once!” she demanded. Blake obeyed, although his eyes twinkled appreciatively at her spirit. “NOW!” said Gara impertousty, “let her out!” Defying all the speed laws tm cre- ation, Blake “let her out.” When they came to the crowded streets he @pologized for slowing down, but Bara did not even know he had @poken. Ghe was doing some quick ee. She wondered at herself a being so blind. She might have known that Gwain would not forego IF his plans for anything she could say or do. She had underrated his desire for more power—hia determination to add to his already large fortune— his tmpatience of control and savage disregard of anything or anybody that tnterfered with his schemes. Well—he might find that he had un- derrated her courage and resourceful- ness. Her fighting blood was up and she wild from now on depend upon herself alone to carry this thing through. Presently Blake turned to her and \aaid: “Perhaps I can make @ sugges- ‘tion that would help?” ‘ “Mf you can't make any more help- , ful suggestions than you have made The Housewife’s Scrapbook ay AVE the chicken fat. It t ex- cellent as a butter substitute in making cakes. Clarified ba- ‘con fat makes good 2 molasses cookies, | | The left-over potatoes can be made into @ delicious breakfast dish by jchopping them fine. To two cupfuls of the potatoes allow two-thirds cup of milk, half a teaspoonful salt, one | generous teaspoonful of butter sub-| ‘stitute and one well-beaten egg. Mix “the other ingredients, then adu the ypotateas and stir well. Put into Zreased muffin pan or a baking dish. I Sprinkle with flour and bake until brown. If desired, a half cup of picked salt codfish that has been par- boiled and drained may be added. If you have any left-over prunes on hand use them with the bran ‘muffins. Mix one cupful of bran and ‘an equal amount of grabam flour with four teaspoonfuls of baking | powder, d t spoonful of rugar, half a teaspoon sait, three- | quarter cup of milk, half a’ cup of | prune juice and turee dessert spoon- ; fwls cooking oll, Cut into small pieces about a dozen stewed prunes and add these to the mixture, \ You can cut the frosted cake with- out any difficulty if you dip the knife into boiling water. When you clean your leather cov- ered furniture use castile soap and lukewarm water. The oil in the soap will act as @ preservative to the leather. Steel wool! is a conventence should be part of every kitchen eae ment, It is an excollent cleansing egent. Get a package of No. 0 and use it for cleaning the inside of pots and kettle. 1: can be used on aluminum utensils. It a9 aaid that if you wash lace cur- tains and allow them to partially dry, then, While in a wet condition, hang ) them over the rollers at the window they will fall into graceful lines and require no stretching nor ironing Before putting away your white! @reases and linens wash them and rinse in blue water of sufficient strength to give the clothes a biue| tone when dry. When You take them out next summer wash in the ugual manner and you will find they @ro perfectly white instead of the yellow shade they so often assume. The screwhooks are a convenience in the kitchenette. Use them to hang cups in the cupboard. Put one in the end of the broom Ay andle and brushes, Also in the the ir board and hé the back of ‘will be out of 5 n dour where they ht. annoyance You can avold the of faticking corks on the bottle of glue, Mudilago and similar substances | you grease (he corks well with vase ine or lard When you draw them out the first time, The Hnoleum will keep bright and Wst longer if you apply white shellac with a clean paint br once or twice a year. he linoleum should te thoroughly cleansed and dry before Bride “By Charlotte Wharton Ayers (Oo, (The Now Tork Brening W: Copyright, 1018, ‘Prblishing feria). hee Fears It Is Too Late for Her to Save Swain’s edieaed Victim, but Resolves Upon a Last Effort CHAPTER XIV. . O ahead!” said Blake, dryly. “There's nothing you can | say of mo that I haven't been saying of myself for the | I didn’t know just what the thing | was when I first went into it. Swain told me it was | only that you had got an idea the Lake people would | y didn’t get the contracts, and ho wanted you taken out of the city and kept out until they had put the thing over on thelr own account. | When you told me your side of the story I thought, perhaps, you had exaggerated it because of your | sympathy with the Lake crowd. eider every other company’s interests in making bide we'd none of us get anywhere. It was only when you began talking about the boys over there that I got an inkling of the part I was playing tn this thing. Jose & good deal by bucking the Swain crowd, but I guess I can manage it he concluded laconically. Gara wiped her eyes. Grasping at the straw of hope his words held | wut, she exclaimed: “Does that mean you will etill help me to do what I | If we tried to con- @o fur,” sak? Sara crisply, “I don't know that anything you might say would help much.” “Humph!” grunted Bilatoe tn sur- prise, He hadn't suspected Sara of | much independence of character—a mistake other people had made until they knew her better. He eyed her quietly for a moment—then he ven- | tured: “Look here, Mrs. Weldon, you fmven’t had oecasion to trust me much #0 éar, but I'd like to think I) had helped you to turn the trick now that I have laid my cards on the table.” voice that rather touched Sara. “Tm sorry,” sald Sara with a aud- den smile, “but you see you haven't treated me very well, and I'm begin- ning to get my temper stirred ap by all that I have gone through these last few weeks, However, I'm going to tell you what I've been thinking of and see what you advise. I never had any other {dea than to go to Lake and tell him ebout it. If I had done that in the first place the thing would probably have been stopped by now. He would have known just what to do. As it {s—I wondered if I could wire him a letter telling him the important points, You see, every hour counts now. A telegram would get there at once and it will take me twenty-four hours or more to reach him personally. What do you think of it?” “Trouble 1s,” said Blake, “he T stand to) There was an appeal in his | HOME PAGE Wednesday, September 18, 1918 oe Hast rer Dove agazine | Barracks ste DRAWN BY EARL KIRK, CARTOONIST FOR “ ah ’EM ROUGH,” OFFICIAL TANK CORPS PAPER 101k Press Fumloning Ca (N.Y evenins "HEY Le, A FevE WERE SICIC “000-0 H!! T™ sick!” — LLL “OH! you POOR A FEVER! 7 U HAVE (Lk *OH LADY Laby!! 1M ORFUL SICK HONEST I AM!) WHEN THE RED CROSS NURSE PAYS A CALL IN QUARTERS unless backed by plenty of proof. Almost anything he could 46 would be regarded with suspicion because he had a bid tn for the contracts too, so they would naturally think he was self-interested in anything he might say unless supported by abundant proof. If you and I were his wit- nesses he might put it over, I'd ad- vise you to wire Lake that you will be in New York at @ certain time and ask him to meet you at the sta- tion, I'll go with you and see you Sara very well?” smiled rather wanly. “1 don't suppose he'd know me from Adam,” she replied. couldn't make such serious charges/through. When we see him we can, they came to the office—but I don’t tell him the story, and perhaps go/|know that he would even know my with him to Washington if he thinks that best. Having us both as wit- nesses, backed by the fact that Swain and dls crowd will have organized the | pay no attention to the telegram.” company and put ig their bids by now, will be a strong factor in favor/as though she would NEVER get of our claims, Does Lake know you| anywhere the way things were going. Suddenly Blake almost stopped the name.” | Blake whistled. “Fle’s Mable to think the whole thing is @ hoax and Sara was discouraged. car in his excitement I've got an idea!” “By George! he exclaimed. “I used to see both him | “We'll go to New York as fast as the and his daughter occasionally when \train can take us. When we get It seemed ‘Their re- do with it!” “Oh, glory-be!” said Sara with shining eyes; “what a wonderful thought! Oh, hurry! Let's hurry! To think of ail the time we've wasted and how simple it would have been if I had thought of it in the first place!” (To Be Continued.) there we'll go to one of the big dailies and tell them all about it. porters re better detectives than the give ‘em all the facta we have they’ do the veritying—and no one will know we have had anything to Original Fashion Designs For The Evening World's Home Dressmakers By Mildred Lodewick Copyright, 1918, gy The Prone Publishing Oo, (The New Tork Brening World). Attractive Combination of Satin and Serge HE atyles this Tm urally exploit lees woollen material than usual We are at war, and we know that the army needs all the wool we can spare, Bo fabrica, such as velvet, vel- veteen and heavy satin, also novelty weaves in heavy atik Jersey, are introduced for the smartest fat frooka, with #ome- times a portion of serge or other wool- lon fabrie to afford suitable warmth, A combination of satin and serge is sug- gested for the ac- companying design which so strikingly interpreta the mode for loose hanging panels and tunics. A foundation of mtin is made with plain waist and tight skirt, and long = snug Meeves, The tunic of serge te in one piece trom the shoul- ders down, in front and back, although these two sections differ considerably in cut and line, The front wection is shorter on each side, dipping to @ point in the middle, while the back is even across its lower edge, which reaches’ to within two or three inches of the foundation skirt. Buttone and loops attach the front and back sec- tions together on the hips, while the waistline is defined by tiny lengthwise tucks in front, and In back by narrow sash atrings. Silk PRETTY INTERPRETATION OF THE LOOS! PANEL, braid binds the edges of the serge Portion, and also ts suggested as © trimming around the neck and ‘Pershing Proves With a Li For the Melon Patch is the first full, authentic life story of Gen. John J. Pershing, leader in France, Trained newspaper men spent mon’ material. thus ob: tion picture entitled, “Why America Corporation, SYNOPSIS OF PREC (Copyright, 1918, # sen of Alsatian a jee Into “Pershing the future General m at Lackede of the Civil Waa, linbibing «love of CHAPTER IV. HB day for which John Pershing > and his little band of boy scouts in Laclede had long waited was at hand, Here was their sentinel running down the ill crying: “The Indians are com- ing!” Their opportunity had come—dut it found them wanting. For, with the exception of their dauntless Mander, every one of them diately took to his heels. “Halt!” shouted the futare General, waving his wooden eword. The bravery of their captain shamed the others so that the panic was stopped, though each boy was shaking in his boots. From strategic positions be- hind the trees they waited The e but not the en- emy they were eting It seems that Tom Higginbotham, who was acting as sentinel, had found that waiting for Indians who never came was a tedious job. For sport he com- imme- emy came; he merely smil shellac is used, Be careful not to lap the atrokes in putting on the shellac, abet ighting, eh? Well, it will make a man of you, But never jet any one ined have been made the basis of a patriotic mo- a Regular Boy ikely Eye to Will Win,” produced by the Fox Film SEDING SH ARTORe, eh of Uberty in 1744, the “Revolution. duhay He grows up muild the Will W be a suklier, say that they have licked you.” Upon Jack, who had braced him- self for the expected whipping, these words made a deep impression, and the thought of them has carried him to victory through many @ fight in the fi prious odd Little Jobn Pershing was now about eight years of age, and, with his younger brother, Jim, was a pupil at the “old red schoolhouse,” John was a real boy. Mark Twain painted a vivid picture of the real boy he lived in @ Missouri town at about this period, Jack lived about the same gort of life in general as did Tom Sawyer. He played “hookey” from school. He had all the small boy’s troubles and he met thom in the same way. He had all the necessary fights, but they were never the fights of a bully. He even raided the orchards and the melon is of the neighborhood. tory i# still told in Lackede of one of these raids: chicken house, Charles Bigger, @ schoolmate, ap- cackling urose among the hens. ed Jack ly one eve That'll "wake old man 1 man mple has a whispered Charley; “we'd bi ermelong that are so long, And run he didi but he, indicating with his arms a melon taking all that trouble, didn't wi 1 Jon on earth that per: step as carefully as they had on their fro way down, A twig snapped with a procee: loud noise just as they passed the they 8 precious melon, Ligh in the house and the fi ows. n silence ded to eat the melon had finished Charley, GIFE of General By Cullom Holmes Ferrell- GEN. PERSHING REVIEWING HIS TROOPS, had organized a 1 compa 0 returned Jack, unconvinced. Farmer Temple in the doorws ecane hat Pcie nacipany, Fe “You come with me to-night and y yun town and perstiaded them to attack 2! ed ag hy harley in. , At that moment poor Charley, mbt the others, When all was ready he ae eaourl, wae wi seeing the f ace inh is ba cs areans : BAe Tae MOWR AAG MVOR Whe Taine pthat night, ‘fier mother had tueked ali over but the boy managed Tho dark-skinned warriors, armedg cut {ire lights ant cone Tj nMd PUL to Acramble over the fence and out of with broomsticks, advanced,” When" et ‘in very” auc ate Juck's company ‘realized the hoax fousers over hla mighoohine-oe yelled the angry farmer, that had been played on them stones [yo a “Misourl tem mania hoes gun began to fly in earnest, and the tight treamed “et sown would baxe his melon, ended in a free-for-all, Hard-hitting the wea ather wa 1s ugh to go »proached and | Jack himself decided the victory for Wit} sl the win- . | hi How abd jumped oe the low bitanies hn Pershing’ battle yout and afer my cam Charley Digger was waiting for him yas one of mothers of the town sat up Into that Sreiow of ihe, coLtanwooy , 1 the fence night to mend torn trousers and down the moonlit road to the open Where Charley had ashed his t| jackets, Gory noses were proudly diss country uinned” over the Melor played, The hero pose never had ap- snake-fonce and Road and arene And the little cuss didn't run peated to Jack, however, and he went past the house of the farmer and into either, when T came with the gu home by @ rouhdabout route to rscape the melon patch. The melons, sure Wel just take th | undue curiosity enough, were the largest that elth ‘ and any 9 you As was natural, many a hickory of the boys ever hi ayy wes t ‘ ome right to Je switch dusted the ‘buck of the howl. golected one of th rie nod na will nidic & wood on ing progeny of Lac Now, any waterm is @ good. for i father, however, was built on differ- sized for @ small boy, and these — § ed his melon out on jent lines. When he saw the torn were ail they could carry; 80, as they ared Char clothes and the cut face of his son made their way back, they could not had edin hey When who Immediately a loud seamed to have something on his mind, blurted out: ! I wish I was brave like you.” Next morning the story of Jack's exploit spread through the school Froin the school it spread over town and fin father, That night Jaok aid receive a whip- ng, for his father never cour ly reached the ears of Jack's 1 night raids on his neighbors’ ty Ann Thompson Pershing in- stilled into the minds of her ch ‘en n carly age deep reverence for Almigh ty oe Vershiag family attendants at te ypal Church in Sunday it was the for the teach bis hington, favorite historical Jack n is termed ver was what a ony His mother was study, ersiaten n he kept a dimeuit problem. Young Jack, how ever, never would give Up ual Le conquered. The same qualities were then displayed that made him the supreme communder of the American army in its most critical hour, The chairman of the School Board, on a periodical visit to examine the seh 48 a special reward for pro- fhe ann that a hand- ‘canely bound copy of the Ife of Georgy Washington would be offered certain was ement her wrote the following on the blackboard “If sound moves at the rate of 1,142 feet per second, and pulsations f human body are seventy per ninute, what ts the distance of a cloud if twenty pulsations r be- the time of seeing the lightn. ¢ Man onaternation came from was entirely beyond jension of most of them. took the trouble to * copy the probism and attempt ite solution, Jack Pershing was one of these. He uiled when some of his friends ted that the problem was a and that there could be no on, ald, “to Imm diately a custome did not A to he disturb son's dotermination, bin, around the front tunic. A short-haired fur such as beaver, seal or squirrel, how- ever, may be used instead, as shown | in the small front eketch, Answers to Queries Pestdon Pitiowr, The Drening World: I am forty yeare of age, 5 feet, 3 inches tall and stout, weighing 167 pounds, Would ike & suggestion for street dreas to be mado of black serge, Would lke a high neck and « style to make me look taller and @immer. MRS. W. Cc. T. Short straps of braid acrona front held with tarnished silver but- At midnight there was still @ light! in his room. | “Just an hour more, mother,” was his plea when his mother urged bim to stop and go to bed CHAPTER V. | N the morning Jack Pershing came down to breakfast tired but happy. He bad solved the problem in that last hour, It | was a proud mother who sent him off to school that day. It was the big day of the school year. Chairman and the Examining Board would be there, Friends and rela- tives would be present to hear the omplishments of the pupils, he customary exercises passed q re without a hitoh. The event of the tons. Narrow panels day, bowever, was still to ome, may be lined with gray ery one was eagerly waiting to} taille silk. see Who would win the coveted prob- lem prize, At last the Chairman rose. “As you all know,” maid he, “there ia to be a prize awarded to-day This price is particularly significant -—a copy of the life of our first President, George Washington, His life was an example of diligence and perseverance. These traits are sure to be possessed by the scholar who wins this prize. I now call upon you for answers to the problem op the Fashion Ptitor, The Freuine Wortd: T have a perfectly new navy blue velvet sult which I have out- grown in the past year, The skirt is a plain two%piece, with a box coat, Would like to make this suit into 4 blackboard.” dress combining blu In the silence that followed the| Satin. What sty! boys and girls all looked around to| would you suggest? [[" see who would have the courage to respond, Jack waited until it was evident that he was the only one who could even attempt to answer. He arose, He had felt so confident before, but now hie knees were be- ginning to tremble as he stood in the presence of the board. Am a young lady 5 feet 6 inches tall, weighing 150 pounds of your skirt gather It slightly across 80 as to “Please, air,” his voice wavered as ho spoke, “I know the answer.” |the front and back of The chairman, pleased thot hero! the elongated waistline. was one at last who could make an} Inse rt side panels of anawer, encouraged bim. Jack con- tnued jsatin, aside jeated, “If sound travels at the rate of| Same for waist front. ais 1,142 feet per second and the pulsa-| Separate panel of eatin may hang tions of the human body are seventy|down the back. per minute, the distance of a cloud| aro if twenty pulsation occur between the! . . time of seeing a, ligntaing fuse and| Marking a Bottles. CONVENIENT way bott to mark hundred and forty-six feet and elght | Poisons so inches.” # containing The answer Jack blurted out and | that they can readily be distin- hurriedly sank back into his seat|suished in dark rooms or closets is amid the applause of the scnool to cut @ piece of heavy, coarse sand- The Chairman, in another speech, | paper the sige of the top of the cork congratulated the boy and ended by Sonpapar presenting him with the book—the life of Geo Washington. ‘Then, wom like @ bolt from the blue, the youth- ful winner heard these words can't you make us @ little peech ? Trhero 19 nothing that the average small boy dreads more than to speak in public, John was no exception; but there seemed no way open to a refusal. Slowly he He turned toward where bis mother was sitting, and her smile and her moving lips gave him the support he needed. He see her | ping the words nd, with this to top of the | poison bottle, As one's hand inva- sorry you all didn't win alriably comes in contact with the top too, I-I—I'm much obliged, | of the cork in opening a bottle, this I'm going to grow up like George | simple device will prevent mistaking Washington.” @ bottle containing poison for au- (To Be Continued) other,—Electrical Kxperimenter,