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online Fur On Health EVEN or eight hours’ eleep are herself, Afternoon naps must long’s Talks and Beauty Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) Soft Muscles Bring On Obesity enough for the fat woman to allow be avoided if you are really sincere in your desire to lose weight. Obesity, like alcoholism, is frequently roferred to as @ disease, because when an acctmulation of fat arises so excessive in quantity as to interfere with the organs of the body it becomes a serious and even dangerous proposition with which to cope. Thero- fore the determination to take off excess weight should not be looked upon as a matter of vanity but one of se! parte of the body greatest essential to @ healthful body. As the muscles around the abdomen end other are limbered through exercise they gradually throw off their burden of excess weight and ~beoothe firm and elastic as nature intended they should be. The muscles feed on the blood, and exertion which tends to send an extra supply of blood to the nruscies naturally builds up their tone and quality, meanwhile mak. ing them more firm and pliable, Soft, funetions, and it is the duty of the muscles to throw off excess weight or ether conditions not conducive to health. Superfiuous fat cannot remain on muscles which are constantly used, and it {s for this reason that runners, great walkers and other athletes have such hard, firm muscles. When In the blood fs stimulated to quicker action through the muscles, and this gradually dissolves and removes the superfluous fat. Fat is carbon and must be burned up in the body through oxygen, which can only be taken into the system by constant deep breathing of pare, fresh air. Next to diet and exercise deep breathing is the all-im- portant factor in the reduction of superfiuous flesh. LARGE NECK.—K. P. T.: I could not advise you about this condition, but you should consult a physician ‘at once and not allow this to run on. It may be over-developed muscles and then again it may be goitre. APPENDICITIS.—GRACE R.: ‘Thi: wit han does not attack without som: %, such as sharp pain in lows Tight, glde., Also soren: and ten- derness and constipation usually are in evidence when en appendicitis exists, homey ATs PUPIL —MRS. WAL- No, I do not take private puplis You do not need a teacher to you exercise and diet, Will poner Will do this for you. GOLF—MRS. RN. Golf develops practically all muscles, especially back, arms, shoulders and legs. It ed eneroreaes deep breathing in the| The abdomen is exercised, Advice t By Betty HE girl who has a rather strict mother is often pitied by her companions and perhaps pities hersclf. She sees no reason why she should not stay out as late as she pleases; why she should ever need a Chaperon; why, in short, she should ‘not have the liberty other girls enjoy —the liberty which so easily becomes a license, Actually, this girl is far More fortunate than her friends. A wibe and sensible mother so often Keeps her daughter from doing and saying things the young woman her- self would regret deeply in the years to come. For what the young girl has not—however innocent her mo- tives and thoughts—is knowledge of the world, its pitfalls, its illusions, its rather cynical sudgments. A sensible, mature woman has such knowledge, and therefore she makes the best pos- sible guide for her daughter, T latter may be sire that her mother’s rules and restrictions are based on excellent reasons, that her mothers judgment4s both affectionate aad un- erring. The pitiable Fay | Person is the one whose mother is dead or too jacking in wisdom and will power to run. &, h ferainant force in her daughter's What Shall She Do? “Il am a young girl in high school and am deeply in love with a young boy about the same ‘age, He smiles at me whenever I look at him and tells friends of mine that he likes me very much. But when I'm not around he fools with the other girls. Do you think he Yeally loves me? Please advise me us to what is best to do next.” Little nm in high school have no business to be “deeply in love” with anybody. The thing for you to do next is to stop being so silly, Have boy friends, of course, but imagine yourself in love with any of them, and don’t worry if they have other girl friends besides yourself. “A. B." writes have read much soft your advice and agree with you so far. I am a girl sixtten years of yr) and wherever I go I gain friends and the best part of it is I keep them. I use neither paint nor powder, I have blond hair, hair blue eyes, with dark lashes and brows, a fair gomplexion and pink cheeks. There certain young widower with Mark Twain's Famous Toast to “Babies” PONDING to the toast of “Ba- R vies: at the memorable Chicago nquet in honor of Gen, Grant Mark Twain concluded with & | . Sentence that set the gathering in an uproar, In his inimitable drawling voice he said: cradle, somewhere under the flag, the future illustrious comman- der-in-chief of the American armies don't | ¢ unused muscles cannot perforth their Gally physical exercises are indulged owing to the many bends necessary to make the proper strokes. Wear mee low-heeled shoes when play- ing golf, PERSPIRING ARM PIT8—MABEL : Bathe under the arms with Alcohol, salidyiie ‘acid, ¢ ‘one ¢ dram. PUDDINGS AS FOOD—R. K; It depends on the kind. If they are light and easily digested like cus- tard, rice or bread puddings they are wholesome and nourishing. IRON FOR ANAEMIA.—J. N. B.: Iron enriches the blood and should be introduced into the system through vegetables and fruits which contain it. Raw eggs and milk, spinach, car- rots and raw fruits and salads con- tain iron and minerals beneficial for the blood. O Lovers Vincent three children who seems to think a Breat deal of me. He keeps writing me letters and wants me to go to shows with him. I don't care any- thing for him, and therefore have Poy answered his letters. What shal! 0?" There is no reason why you should accept his invitation if you do not care to do so, but I advise you to write hima letter politely deolining bis attentions, dust ec ire i te adem le. pee see CHAPTER VI. (Con tinned.) ISTEN, Garovits ts seeck with a bad cold,” said Sa- vella, “He cannot do the Grieg concerto on Sunday You must take his place.” Aiplomatic cor ain the resort, w “ afternoon, IT can't.” “You cannot? But I have book you. I have book you.” “Then you can unbook me, zr tell ou I won't play. Do you hear i, : rything is arran| ntract— teeckets, Why will you not play? Are you seeck?” His little fase wandering about the studio ighted on the envelope with the seal. h, 80; we have it, What did | say? You are !n love. Ry got letters from Princess Zitkoff.” 4 ‘What do 7H mean, Savellat” Lerov cried angr'! “What I say. bday’ am not blind. That letter. Yes, you give me the—the— ab, the go-by for the Princess.” “You are off your head, Savella, That letter isn’t from the Princess. She never wrote to me in her life.’ “Ah, you say so, Then who writes to me engaging you to play at the | Princess's? I have a letter in my of- fice, the same, the paper, the crest, the seal—and from thy Pripcess, What do you say to that? don't believe it, that’s There, fat rove it, Pardon!" He ran to the phone. “Aeolian 324. Yes, quick- ly, Are you there, Carlo? Send by boy immediately to me Trenchard’s stucio the lett Princess Aitkoff, Yes, in No, 4 file. Good, Right away, There now, | show you, my friend.” “All right, you've got_to, Have a rand & magazine, You'll excuse * commented Savella to himself, as Leroy went into the next room. “Bah! ‘Those women!” His opinion would have been fur- ther confirm: had he been able to watch Leroy’s actions in the next ‘He is crazy is go little burdened with his ap- proaching grandeurs and resjunsi- Lwaecs 43 io be giving his whole strategic mind, at this moment, to trying to §ad ‘some way to get his| ig toe into his mouth, an nent which (meaning no dis ) the filustrious guest of this also turned his attention to fifty-six years ago, And if the child is but the father of the man, there are mighty few who will doubt that he succeeded!” t that conclusion the audience ‘Dreke into cheers and roars of faugh- Ay which even the reserved Grant room. Leroy was comparing ® Wpo- |tograph of Therese woth the maga- zine illustration of the Veiled Prin- jcess. Ile was just laying them down incredulously when a sudden inspira- tion prompted him to try an experi- ment. Using the illustratic model he cut a silhouett ot ish vell and laid it on Therese’s pho- tograph. He gasped. The eyes of the two pictures were identical. The pictures were unquestionably of the same person, He had not recovered ¢r4n tho shock when the ranean ser cary’ with the envelope for Savel Hv went back to the studio, At fects a fine recept ‘of heya to. his sate ‘upon HOME ednesday, No PAGE ‘ vember 27, 1918, 2tneecapye ly ene FREEDOM Soup tine et TurKey. BERTY CRANBERRY Sauce. eae PoTaToes. ALLIES Pudding .. THEY ARE MYSELF ITS GoInG fo Be THE GREATEST THANKSGIVING DAY We WiLL EVER SEE New DIsHes THAT I INVENTED ree Pi eee ork at el or orld.) Wars Going TOBE Sone THANKSGIVING DINNER | Founded on the Motion Picture ‘Lafayette, We Come’ (Copyright, 1918, Affiliated Distribution Corporation.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECE! Therese Verneull NG CHAPTERS, ‘Their friendship » Cin oon ue Bi the home cl the wears e veil in t guests is - hen’ mcenapitator goee, to Gespondence from. his safe. Leroy returua to the im to play at short notice, “So you doubt my word, eh?” cried Bavella, triumphantly, laying the en- velopes side by side. “Look there. They are identical,” Leroy examined them with a strange apprehension, “The writing is not the sam said at last. “No! Let me see. You are right.” “It is strange. I can't explain it, but I can assure you my letter was— was not from the Princess. Is she in town?” “No! Some of the papers ‘say she has gone to Europe; others that she has gone to Mexico. The fact is coil has disappeared—her house is close and no one Knows where she ls, But do PTE play for me?” faves threw up his hands in des- "You will repent of this, Ah, wel, mule head, I go.” Leroy sat by the window turning over this strange discovery in hiv mind, Therese? Tho Princess? Into what coil of mystery had he fallen? The martial strains of many bands broke in upon his revere. He looked out. Beneath him on the Avenue passed a procession of marching men in khaki, with faces set toward far off France. The purpose in those tramp- ing feet, the message of the starry bannér which” they carried, stirred his soul as no music, no picture had done. Leroy put on his hat and went out. For hours, so it seemed, he watched them pass, his heart throbbing to each beat of the insistent drums that seem- - to say to sullen ears in Berlin— ty! Democracy!" Tin awdieon Square a recruiting Ser- meant was taking advantage of the spirit of the moment. He was shout- ing to the crowd, eroy listened till be could resist no longer. Then he went up to the speake: “Can yéu_use me, Sergeant?” “Sure. Men, here's a real one, What are you, son?” “Musician, Sergeant.” “Hum. Well you sure look like a SUPPOSE YOU WOKE UP AND FOUND YOURSELF TO BE SOMEBODY ELSE—WHAT WOULD YOU DO? LED py ROBERT WRHEDS DON fighter, too, Join the boys there. We want more Uke, you. Me It was a pte ee for Leroy when he got his Lieutenant's bar, and a sad one when he sald goodby to his parents. “I'm prouder of you than ever, son," said his old father, “You aren't the first Trenchard to fight for his country, Your great-grandfathor was sixty when he fought at Sara- ; and when Morgan told him to down to avoid the enemy volleys said: ‘General, a man of my ago doesn't want to lie down, except to die." “Oh, my boy,” sobbed his mother, “my boy!” “It's all right, Mother," Leroy sald with a smile that he dragged from his heart, “I'll bring you back the Kaiser's mustache.” Bring back yourself, 's all I want.” ‘And maybe a French wife," sug- gested bis father. But Leroy shook his head with a@ twinge of pain. Therese! Would he ever see her again, ever pierce the veil of mystery? P “Goodby, Dad. Goodby, Mothér!” And another son of America went away to do his duty, one of the mil- lion, the two millions, aye, the many millions who set Freedom foremost in thelr creed of humanity, CHAPTER VII. ARDON, M'siou!" asks a lit- tle Paris milliner with her striped box on her arm, “but what is happening to- day?” “The Americans arrive, ma petite, smilingly answers the ol with the red ribbon of my boy, 66 Honor in his lapel. { man with her? His love, fanned by your heart or you will jealous suspicion, fumes to white a “I shall kiss the first one I see, heat, e says, pertly, running to “Quick march!" mrades in the atelier of the Behind a window with closed shut- 5 ters @ nan watches the troops file to, Idle ras- pust, his fists clenched, his eycs cal," asks Madame Postiche, the con- charged with hate, In his button- clerge, of her husband, who has ap- hole he wears the flags of Franco peared in his Sunday b: and Switzerland, but his heart is “To welcome the Americans! Come, German, To-night, through under- put on your bonnet. To the devil ground channels, ‘report will go with the tenants for a day!” through to the Wilhelmstrasse, But Well, why not. .I havo he would not stand there did ho never seen an American, They have know that a member of the secret . wo Get the Answer, Beginning Remarkable New Story Next Monday The Man Who Lost Himself “PRI skins and wear feathers, Oh, L seen tho cinemas." “Foolish woman! They are whito and ay civilized as ourselves, Hurry.” On every lamppost the Stars and Stripes mingles its folds with thoae ot the Tricolor, The street vendors do an amazing trade in Httle fags, American flags are everywhere, on thy red ha news vendors’ kiosks, on flagpoles, M: draping windows, in buttonholes. Even the old horses of the victorias step out lightly with flags behind their ears, ‘The bicycles of the mes- sen boys amers of red, white and blue, French hand svemgs proud to hold the flag of free~ dom, In the wide Place de la Concorde the statue of Strasbourg years draped jn .mourning for loss of the city it represents, to-day has a glorious mantle of stars and stripes. ; ‘There is a roar. “Here they come! Volla les Sain- mees! Vive la Amerique!” There ty a forest of waving a flood of people which threate engulf the thin brown line of march- ing men, and a noise which must travel across the distant Ritine and beyond. The troops march on, show- ered with roses, Leroy, marching with them, lifts his head proudly, Little had he thought to see Paris again tn this way. He thrills to each beloved landmark, As Leroy stands at attention ho utters @ stifled cry, On the out- skirts of the crowd he has just seen an auto stop for a moment, and a man @ Woman gtand up to view the spectacle, The won Therese, Yes, there ts. Ho stares at her, in silent for he misery, annot move or call out. Thon the order to march ts given and he ence ‘Therese in, Paris! sets his eyes front in obedi- And who is the NCES< PEACE SALAD, PSO eN DENCE bao cn Pie REI if epite AN0 BLUE SALVATION f SouGHNUTS. police is watehing his window from 4 similar shuttered window across the street. And at another window stands & woman in black, her faco ravaged with grief. What matter the cross of war in its velvet case? “Ah, the good God has heard my prayer!” she whispers, “They come to avenge my son, but Oh, Haly ‘oth help all mothers every- where. On to the Place de ja Nation. At the end of the garden of the convent chureh of the nuns of the Sacred Heart is holy ground. Halt! And at the salute, America, in the person of Gen, Pershing, declares in the shortest and probably the most impressive 6} h in history: “Lafayette! We com CHAPTER VIII. WO months in the front line trenches and Leroy, already hardened by months of train- ing behind the lines, had found his place. He was now Captain in command of Company C of his bat- talion, Just at dawn Leroy was awakened by his orderly: “There's something doing out there, sir.” Leroy sprang from yl hi ela As he did go he sniffed thi “Gast” he eald sharply. “Give the The orderly ran to the gong, an empty shell case, and beat it lustily, The next insgant the company was fitting gas masks and donning hel- mots. Leroy could see the greenish yellow cloud of death rolling sluggishly toward the trenches, The wind, veer- ing, carried it farther along the line, its progress marked by the clang of ns. But his own ection was clear, and with a thar eh he or- dered gas Masks remov Suddenly the air was split with the concussion of countless guns and the ring mud ef no,man's land rose » on the spot, Leroy,” said hia Major, as he camo out, of the com- cation trench, “we're in for . wn there, you me Scatter— Dunch up like tha A yard of the parapet crumpled in a cloud of dust anc shrapnel rattled N the life of the girl $ separate coat ts pre-eminent ruler over all her frocks, For school wear a practical woollen fabric, cut on simple lines and of comfortable propor. tions, should be the Main consideration, but for dressier ocoa- sions, for Sundays and matinees, a coat like the one shown to-day would cover the pret~ test of frocks in a very satisfactory way. Soft duvetyn, velve- | teen, satin, or heavy silk Floriserge, would all be equally suitable fabrics, and the fur may be either real or of one of the lovely imitation furmoss fab- ries, which in the short cut furs, such as caracul, krimmer bea- ver and seal, are so perfect as to often defy detection. A deep band of this fabric, or fur, placed at the lower edge of the coat, compels all the extra fulness which makes the upper part of the garment so pretty, to disappear in soft gath- ers under its edga This achieves the poplar slim silhou- ette, which is empha- sized by the long, Straight-line of but- tons that wend their way up the front to meet a wide fur collar, Two desirable features of this youthful coat are the pockets found amidst the fulness of the side por- tions, and the plaits that are laid over the shoulders, and from under which at the waistline the narrow belt appears. A dark, rich cinnamon brown color would be delightful for this coat, with jelther black seal, equirrel or beaver ifur to trim it, The flat buttons may | ‘be cloth covered or of bone or mother on helmets. Machine gun bullets sprayed the top of the parapet with sure alm. A crouching man and rolled over, “Where's that Forward Observation Officer. Time he was talking to our batteries,” said the Major, with an anxious air. The company, with magazines filled oy basonate, Sed, grimly jaited coming a! “Glory be,” whispered the Major softly to Leroy, “Hark to them talk- ing now. That's the le. Give em ‘ankee Doodle Dandy Over their heads roared shells from the American batteri ‘The rain began to fall in a drizzle, wetting the men to the skin. Then from the waterclogged earth the mist arose in clinging masses, The Ger- man artillery ceased firing as if the angel of death had, with one blow stricken down each gunner. where. the game now, Major?’ LOroYs t ‘hee fill, T guess. Still*——- Slowly the crash of t! American batteries died away and @ dismal sl- lence, appalling after the inferno of noise, descended on the trenches. The men stirred uneasily. ra “Keep under cover, boys. We aren't through yet,” commanded Leroy. “What do you think is in the wind, Major?” “When a German ts quiet look out for trick The Major peered over the edge. “Wow! Here they come! Stead eae Hold your fire ull I give the word. ‘The trenches in front of them dis- gorged a scrambling body of men, then more and more of them till it seomed there was no end to the host which had come up unperceived in th night “Now!” said the Major quietly. In tho sandbag emplacements the guns began to clatter. The company was firing individually as calmly though at target practice. ‘The line of gray wavered, bro! united and came on, stepping « dead ‘Observation officer don't answer,” said a voice at Leroy's elbow. orders, sir?” Leroy turned, It was one of the company signallers. , “Is your line clear? the battery?” “Yes, sir. minutes ago. “Then say C Company wants heavy barrage fifty yards forward X% At- tack in force.” The signaller repeated and saluted. As he did so he stumbled and fell, “They've got me." groaned the sige er} Can you get The line was clear five naller, “and Johnson's out, too. at is it, Trenchard?" asked the Major, looking around. D | are knocked) officer doesn’t} answ: “Well, see what you can do, Tell| them to send over every shell they've! got.” “Both my signalle: out and observation en | Original Fashion Designs For The Evening World's Home Dressmakers By Mildred Lodewick Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) Attractive Coat for the School Miss. THIS DESIGN EASY TO COPY AT SMALL Leroy crept along the side of the trench and disappeared into the sig- nallers’ dugout. (Fo Be Continued.) EXPEN Pashion Editor, The Evening Work: What fur that is reasonable woul: you advise for me for a coat? Iam twenty-seven years of age and desirt to wear both separate skirts and Diouses, and dresses under the coat, making it serve all sorts of wear Have brown hair, medium skin, gray: blue eyes, with black lashes and brows. MISS A. B. J Nutria and kit coney are the beet looking of the cheaper grades «i furs, and either one would beco: you, Fashion YAitor The Evening World: Would you ts kind enough to d»- sign me a becon- ing frock to be made of Frome) blue breadeloth of which I have four and a half yards? I am a blonde, only 5 feet 1 inch tall, xo would like @ design with lengthening lines. measure 35 inahes bust, 87 ineh- es hips and weigh 124 pounds. MRB. D. Black velvet oom- dined tn this way 4 aids in a long, slen- : der effect. Black silk stitching. — Fashion Yditor, The Brecing World: Having threo yards of lace hike sample dyed @ tan color would like ta use it if possible with something for a dressy after- noon frock for wear to card parties, Will you give me a sug- gestion of @ style, also color and ma- terial?) Am tbirty- elght years old and regular 36 size, MRS, M. W. Tan satin would combine well as per sketch, or you could have the lace dyed over again in a pretty laventer or dull blue color, us- ing same color satin and cut steel 0! bead ornament, Fashion Editor, The Evening World Will you pleas design for’ me, + woman of 48, i pretty afternoon dress, dignified an practical enough ts wear to church! Would like . medium ehade a bh the diver: Am 5 feet 5 inche tall, weigh 150 Tbe, MRS, J, W. WW, Broadcloth, vel our or @ silk am” woollen mixtor would do for thi design, combitiin,

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