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Eun Pauline Furlong’s Talks _ On Health and Beauty Copyrteht, 1019, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brenig World.) Further Help in Keeping the Neck and Chin Young ‘A STRINGENTS and hardening lotions for the-flesh are necessary to keep the neck and chin young and also to help bring back to con- dition the onés which are being treated through exercise And mas- hydrogen, diluted make it firm and sage. Hot water should never be applied to loose, flabby neck and chin unless it is used with cold water, which treatment causes reaction and stimulates the blood sup- ply to the starving tissues, A nightly bath of buttermilk, diluted peroxide of lemon juice or a little pure benzoin in a cold. basin of water, in which the neck should be bathed before retiring, will help harden the flesh and white. While high, tight collars and stocks should be avoided by women with heavy chins and yellow, withering necks, the use of the net guimpe, with collar low in the front and neatly boned under the ears, adds greatly in hiding these dread signs of old age and als gives a trig and stylish appearance, In my opinion every woman past forty should keep the meck thus covered, unless her flesh is in remarkably good condition. Fine lines which appeér under the ears should be massaged lightly with lanolin if the skin is dry, allowing the tips of the fingers to form small circles contrary to and not al long the wrinkles. Whitening masks made from pastes containing honey, ground barley, lemon juice, white of egg, &c., may be lightly bandaged on the yellow neck at night with gauze. These bring quick and marvellous results. ‘The white of an egg may be simply made into a thin paste with white fheney and a little lemon juice or benzoin added and stirred in until smooth. ‘This may also be used on the complexion of the dark, swarthy woman. It ie astringent and should not be used freely by women with thin, dry ekin, Glyceritie and lemon juice, equal parts, make a good bleaching and softening lotion for wrinkled, yellow neck. This may be applied on a puff of cotton and left on any length of time and then removed with warm water and soap. Local treatments are all well enough for the skin, but you must be ever busy and on the alert. Hold your head high, practise exercise for the muscles of the neck and chin and do not tet superfluous flesh accumu Tete on them if you would retain your youthful appearance. DEVELOP ARMS AND BUST— BETTY V.: The chest raising exer- cise, very recently described, Is the S-at exercwe for developing bust and upper arm. The following is also valuable for this: Stand with feet together, hands extended in front of the body, finger tips touching. Bring the arms slowly backward, until the finger and shoulder blades touch ip the back. Repeat slowly twenty-five umes. Breathe in deeply as the arms © back and exhale as they go again. ‘ a ‘TO SWIM—POLLY G.: You dias 2 outa at several of the Advice on branches of the Y. W. C. A. They have good teachers at moderate prices and sterilized suits and tanks. The classes are open winter and suin- mer, OIL FOR OIL SHAMPOO—BBpsSIP R.: Use sweet or olive oil about twenty-four hours before shampooing the hair. Apply the ofl on a_ tooth brush to the roots of the hair to loosen dry dandruff. This treatment makes the hair soft and glossy after wash- ing. BUTTERMILK-—-GRACE C.: This is not “fattening and is highly nourishing. It may be taken by many women who cannot take sweet milk on account of bilious tendency, Courtship And Marriage By Betty Vincent Business Before Pleasure 667 ROKENHEARTED ROSE” writes for advice upon a quarrel which happened be- cause she would not break an engage- ment with her club in order to spend am evening with her sweetheart. Rose's sweetheart had better ap- preciate a girl who so respects her) promise that she is ready to sacrifice her own pleaure for her friends. I cannot believe the quarrel remained im a tragic stage. I feel sure Rose's sweetheart permitted his resentment Yo Vanish with the light of morning. If hot, I can only dismiss him as an altogether unreasonable man. fove that is purely selfish is not true love. Real love includes service. ‘Lave that is not shared consumes |t- welt and dies, The very essence of lowe is giving. The fact that Rose kept.per word to the club of girls who were depending upon her for help and guidance proves her capacity for loye and loving service, If she had Aigappointed them and yielded to her sweetheart’s plea to spend the even- ing for their own entertainmen Rose's sweetheart might well have daked himself, “Will she not break her word to me some day in order to enjoy something more than I can OP arta submit for Rose's sweet- heart's consideration the fact that a human being needs a Causo as well fam love to fill his life. No man is satisfied with merely loving. He has his business, bis politics, is club. at must ‘either permit Rose the same or brand himself as an old- fashioned man who regards woman as a mere chattel, an adjunct, The thodern woman must have her inter- eats, her larger love, her love of hu- manity, ws well as her restricted per- sonal love. Love strengthens by giv- ing. Tho girl who loves and tries to help her sister girls, who is willing to spend some of her time in organ- izing clubs and directing them, {s twice as splendid a girl as she would be by confining her whole thought to herself and her sweetheart, The wise lover knows, moreover, that nothing can live and thrive without » of iberty—least of all, sweetheart loves Rose, her the more for her ard her friends, his friends some der love. If! he will love true-blue stand to’ “,. F. K, a Constant Reader:” Yes, in Pennsylvania a marriage Heense may be obtaned and the sinony performed on the marriage « same day. Ampatient Waiter " You and both the girls you are interested in are far too young to think seriously of jovemaking. What you fee) is mere passing fancy. Girls of fourteen and fifteen and boys of sixteen wil) be happier and better finding amusement in atifietics, gymnasiums and simple “parties” than in trying to solve love problems, gelaila OME | Friday, M Adventures of a Country Boy Who a ance Comes to New York and Makes Good in Wall Street Coprngh ‘umpires. fy easy. Soon after Juergens sends him to Groton runs into trouble becaum one of whe Knocking on the door aud opens it. CHAPTER IX. LOOKED down to discover a lit- tle boy, perhaps six years old, sitting on the carpet, his face wet with tears, He looked startled as I leaned over him; apparently he had mistaken the room and had expected to find some- body else. But I took him in my arms and carried him back to the chair where I had been sitting. Here was some one in the world as miserable as I—another human being sent by the gods to share my unhappiness. Little by little, between his sobs, I gleaned the information that his name was Charles Tucker and that his father owned the hotel; and then, at last, the cause of his bitterness came out, ‘There was @ circus in the next town, four miles away, and Charles Tucker was not to be allowed to go. His father and mother were too busy; and besides, circuses cost money. For two weeks the flaunting temptation of the colored posters had been crying out to him from every barn and fence post: he had gone to bed at night with elephants and clowns attending his last conscious moments. And now the circus had come, and was about to ho —— It was too much. I cuddled him in my arms, @ hot-faced, pathetic lite bundie, a bit comforted, but still breaking out into occasional yulping sobi itteen minutes later Charles and I fet out in a livery rig for the clowns and camels and ladies in spangled tights. It was a great afternoon, We sat through the main performance ‘ayed for the “Grand Concert” A Story Every Ambitious _ New York Boy Should Read by Voubleday, Page & Company, SYNOPOSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, George ‘iroton, # country iad, working as @ clerk in the Cash Store of Merwin, 3M GEG, oh Peel agwiust Hintopruse, wiich Mesude Jucruens, is home ‘tow Ati Gi ial game chieck Tor ssvqand tells him ‘to eoige to tits le divio dinner'® ite avin Groth taxs up shoriaeua sol ue the ‘ nner. Ste advise Gi ‘i jrthauid 8 to be vcretary vabould Juergtie offer it to Bim. He begin te nd"finds’ the, tn Pennayivanie to icra care to oll some Kiectric Mailway stock, but urMing to Ube hotel, be bears ® afterward; then we went through the side shows and saw the Wild Man of Borneo and the snake charmer and man who wrote his name and drank tea with his feet, And when there was nothing else to see, 1 lifted Charles Tucker up and bought a dollar and twenty cents worth of wooden rings, with which he finally succeeded in winning a 16-cent cane. It was after dark when we arrived at mo@her was on the piazza awaiting She would have rebuked me, I think, for being late, but Charles with such joy on his chubby face that her own Kt up In our coming. “You have been very kind “Thank you so “Oh, not at all,” I protested, Joyed it as much as he. The next day was Saturday. Every- body else had eaten and cleared out of the hotel by the time T got down. I ate leisurely, reading the Pittsburg per, There was no need to hurry. expected of course to call on Simpson but the call would more than a formality; he would not 1 might really just start back to New York at once, but when that thought came to me, I pictured Immediately Juergens's change his mind, I would be back and without at least he should not say tnat I It was about eleven o'cli arrived again at the Simpson noure Mrs. Simpson admitted me, as on the He showed no surpri had evidently Mrs, Simpson had ushered dining room, the parlor being in the throes of ita ] got up as he hard glance veappearance; semi-annual ci entered and met | ch 28 You Beat It! PAGE ' Me Now Porn Brectne wera J y Maurice Ketten | Original For the Sm Copyright, 1919, by the Press Publish’ A Pretty Suggestion for OONER or later we @ all are forced to a reallzation that « summer wardrobe is & necessity, but It is the wise woman who Feallzes it “sooner” in- | stead of “later.” The firet warm day gen- erally greets us with out warning and it is delightful to be able to welcome it with just the right little frock instead of having to bemoan tts presence while guffering in an inappropriate costume. What the appropri- ate dress might be is a matter for each one to give consideration to within the next few weeks, but there are a few rules regarding its selection which might be included under the subject “Etiquette in Dress.” Nothing loud of color, bold of de- @ign or extreme of cut should be forced upon the first days of the season—rather it should bear the stamp |of conservativm, But the qualities of smart- | nesa and distinctive- ness do not have to be | sacrificed however, as my design to-day will prove, Gingham or cham- bray is the most sult- able material for such & frook, a» it presents & summery appearance without being too thin A pretty plaid may be selected, with collar and cuffs of a plain ® color which might be tan or light gray, provided the plaid holda a bit of the same color, or at least harmonizes with it, otherwise they should be preferably of white. As short sleeves will be favored this summer, I have designed | these to be short, but they may be | long and close fitting if preferred, ‘The | bodice and skirt combine in a charm- ing one-sided effect which is completed by @ unique arrangement of the belt. A piping of color outlines the opening | skirt and extends to the kneos, white | a wide tuck starts at the left mde of Mr. Simpson,” T said with 1 want talk to you. n't you sit down “I can listen standing up,” he replied eruffiy. “But it's very importan’ “to me at leagt. 1 wish"—— “Nothin’ you can say can interest me in the least,” he growled, “1 told you yesterday I ain't goin’ to sell.” We stood measuring each other with our eyes, our wills deadlocked. There was a little movement in tho doorway behind me, and 4 child's voice called! “Gran'pa.” ‘We both turned. I never more surprised in my life. For the young ster standing there was none other than Charles Tucker. He recognized me at the same moment, and cam running over, stretching up bis little arms. “Man, man," he cried. Circus maa.” 1 slung him up to my shoulder. “We had a good time, didn't we, I laughed. man looked on without a word, but I could see his face soften De down under his hard exterior e Was a spark of tenderness; and apparently it blazed more readily for little Charles ‘Tucker than for any other being in the world. “You were right good to Charley,” he said with some embarrassment. “He told us about jt And then, reluctantly, “Sit down I'll listen to what you got to say.” While I talked I pulled out of my pocket a $1,000 bill--one of twenty five that Juergens | and latd it out on the table with ak ing at it, and smoothed it with my hand, as if it had been just an odd Piece of paper, Later in the conver sation I pulled out another one, and another. Simpson's eyes fastened on I argued. ood man, given me tt them greedily; I saw his hands half start across the table, stop and twiteh nervously. He said’ nothing, but | knew that he was hearing word I spoke; and his eyes never the yellow pile in front of me. [ kept adding to it until there was $15,000 in the heap—81,000 more than the price we had originally offered, but Much less than Juergens had author ized me to pay. 1 glanced down at the pile, saw there were thirteen, pre- tended to be embarrassed, started to put one back into my pocket, and then let it lle “Put two moro like that on the ta ete,” he suid, “and we'll talk busi ness.” I protested that it was impossible We fought back and forth. I could not give in too easily. It would east a cloud over the remainder of his diys if he should not suppose that bh had beaten me, And at length I passed over the money and he drove down to the town with me to the bank and gave me the stock. Enough ple saw us passing up the Main side by side to spread the news saw the set, satisfied look on son's face and knew that he had won I was careful not to look too cheer ful: but the extra money buttoned | my ooat, which represented A ence between the point to which 8 was willing to be pushed and the point at which Simpson con- cluded that I could not be pushed any further, helped me to carry my defeat philosophically, It took me two days to gather up the remainder of the shares; but with Simpson's as a starter the task was a comparatively simple one, On Tues- day night I climbed onto the sleeper for New York with the whole bunch of certificates in my pocket. CHAPTER xX. WAS at the office before Juer- gens in the morning, as usual; and it was after ten when Miss Porter came out to say that he had finished with his mail and wanted to see me. He was sitting at his mahogany desk, but Jumped up when I entered and stretched out both hands. It was the big, friendly, open- hearted Mer Juergens, so easy to love, I told him the whole story, not forgetting Charley ‘Tucker. He laughed at my description of the little fellow and our day at the circus, and even more heartily when I de- scribed how I let Simpson push me up to fifteen thousand, and how satis- fied he had looked as we drove through the streets of the little town together, Goo' boy, George," he barked. “Knew yu’ had it in y Couldn't 'a done it bette m'self, Not so well, peob'bly, Comes o' havin’ honest face." He reached out and grabbed my hand. “Mer Juergens don't forget," he said, "Salary's hundred a month be- Binning to-day, Got to get Ut work now Small bye, George. to come in when you go out.” I started for the door, but he called me back. ‘By th’ way, George, y'u're farmer boy, Know something ‘bout wheat I 8' pe O, Mer Juergens somethin‘ ‘fa farmer himself, Got good little farm out in Chicag Street Nice rich land, ¢ »p just "bout ready to’ harve esa I'l put y'u down ftr little 1 knew by his tone and his smile that it was some kind of a joke, I laughed and went out wondering what world he meant, The next morning on my desk, in one of the firms envelopes, I found a mem- orandum on the Juergens bill head. INGE GROTON count with MEROD JUERGENS & CO New York Chicago Bought 20 M May wheat — 67 1-8 ' stuck it in my pocket, stil won- dering. I had never paid any atten- pubes 6 95 8 tion to the grain quotations up to that time, But when 12° o'clock came, I slipped over to the ticker and ran the ribbon through my fin- gers until I found what 1 was look- ing for. My heart gave a great bound. Something had broken loose in the market apparently; May wheat was quoted at 72 1-2 It may have been ten days later that I found one morning another envelope on my desk. Inside was a memorandum of the sale of my wheat and a check for $1,165, I could hardly believe my eyes. More than eleven Yrundréd dollars. More money than my father received for a whole year's work; more than my share in the store would have brought me in a year, had T stayed in Merwin Eleven hundred and @ixty-five dol- lars. In my little room at the Y. M. C, A. that night [ locked the door and pulled lown the window curtain, and held the check in my hands rever- ently. Three months before I would have been torn with doubt; the chack represented the profits of gambling in wheat; ought T to take it, T would have asked myself, Now, there was no questioning; instead I felt a warm glow of satisfaction which I thought was thankfulness, I had rather dropped out of the habit of saying my prayers after the fest week or so in New York, To-night my neglect stood up in my memory accusingly, God had been leasing me, and T had hot thanked Him. T knelt down at my bed side with the wheat check in my hand How easy it ix to assume that God {s on our side, when the market Is gv ing up. The following day I stepped into Mer Juergens’ office and asked him whether I might take Saturday off to run up to Merwin. “Sure thing, George,” he agreed, “Y'n worked hard. Deserve it. Give my regards all the folks. Tell ‘em not belleve all the reports they hear about Mer Juergens, Still doin? busi- ness, tell ‘em. And by th’ way, Miss Porter's leavin’; goin’ get married, All damn foolishness; better off as she is, Small tells me you know shorthand, Right?” “You, sir.” “Good. Report Misa Porter, Mon- day. Have her show y Always knew ought t' have that job, an'way. Goo’bye, George, T walked directly across’ the office to Small's desk and said in a voles that was fully as loud as it neeted to be: “I shan't be in Saturday, Mr. Bmall. I've just spoken to Mr, Jucrgens about tt." He caught the new note in my voice; he knew what it meant. I had Passed out of his class, as he had seen others pass before me. I had been lifted up from among those who say: “Please, sir, may T have to- morrow off?” to the company of those who remark casually: “I @han’t be in to-morrow." Between those two groups a great gulf is fixed, Small said nothing, he merely nodded; but into his eyes, as he raved 9° me nerome the broad ex. mmm a panses of that gulf, there crept a certain wistfuln CHAPTER XI. the spring Juergens managed my election to one of the almont | fashionable clubs, and I moved from the Y. M. C, A. to the club- house, The club, as Juergens had shrewdly foretold, was the means of throwing me into contact with some of the younger sons of wealth, whose busi- ness was useful to the firm of Merode Juergens & Co, Most of them were bdleswed with more money than brains und belonged to a dogen clubs, Among the group L found most| congenial 4 man named Thorne, about my own age, the son of the senior partner of Ttorne, Wilber & , 4 big house in the Street, He and [ struck up a friendship which was destined to have # large influ- ence on ny affairs, Our club way made up of all sorts of young fellows, very few of them from the Street. There were young lawyers, newspaper men, and grow- ing chaps from various lines of busi- ness in addition to the gentlemen of eisure like Thorne, All they knew about me was that { did “something in Wall Street"; also that, on occa- sion, some of them had made joney by following my adv and tt must, therefore, be “in right” and a coming an One night when a crowd of us| e going to dinner and the theatr at Na house, L bec: been invited to a really fine home in New York, and because Thorne's as glad to do it, father was senior partner in one of | the old line houses in the Street There was a chance that I might meet him, and such chances were not to be overlooked. 1 found the house on one of the side streets off Central Park—a plain brick mansion Hke all the rest in the block. A butler opened the door and let me into a small reception room, richly furnished, Mr, Albert few minutes, he) would be down in said, and asked me to wait. Thorne coat, With him was a man of sixty or thereabouts—a ruddy-cheeked man, rather round, with eray, bank- er whiskera — who neknowled Thorne's introduction with a pleasant amite, and a rather flabby hand. He was always glad to meet any of Al- bert's friends, he said. 1 responded with the usual inane remark: “T have heard so meh of you, Mr. Thorne.” Then he went out. But all the eve ning T was warmed by a glow of selt- satisfaction, IT had met one of the really big downtown fellows, 1 had got my toe inside the door and it was now only @ question of time, I should gee more of the elder Thorne, na- turally; IT should be known; | they would Dave their ey ‘ (To Be Cont WORN Dress Designs | which crosses to the right side of the! use it wan the first time [ had! appeared a little later in his dinner | art Woman By Mildred Lodewick Co. (The New York Kveniex World.) Chambray or Gingham, A GOOD “FIRST” FROCK FOR SUMMER. the skirt and finishes at the hem. The © back of the dress is plain except for’ a wide tuck down the centre back of, both bodice and skirt. Fashion Ealitor, ‘The Prening World How many yards of material is re- quired for a cape? What color and’ material would you advise for me® Will use the cape for practical and’ dressy wear, over serge and satin dresses, Am 26 years of age. MISS B. W. Three yards of material makes a moderately full cape witb collar. Light brown is a good color for ai} kinds of wear, and a good quality jcashmere velour which is of medium welght i# an admirable fabric, Frchion Falter, The Kveniog World: T have a peach pink khaki-kool stlic dress to be made and have no idea concerning @ style or ifimming. Will you aid me with @ suggestion? Have three yards of the goods, Am twenty- one years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall, welgh 119 poands, MISS D. If you desired a more or leas prag- teal frock a one-piece style with low pointed opening in front, having revers collar turning back, could be edged with tiny bias fold of the goods. A like fold could finish the wide three- duarter sleevek, also bottom of skirt. White organdy overcollar and undex- cuffs, Narrow sash belt; buttons all the way up back. venta World 1 am having @ dark biue tricotine sult which requires a waistcoat. What would you suggest? Also how |are they made—with or without a lining; and do they have a back por- tion? T have a dark blue hat flower- |trimmed, What color should the vest | be? MISS J. W. W, Fither gray or henna color, or dull blue or white are smart colors for waistcoats, If of a heavy ailk- like khaki-kool, no lining is required, jbut if @ loose woven fabric such as [silk Jersey in plain or fancy weave | is chosen, a Uning os required to lend Suitable substantiality. ‘The popu- lar waistcoata are sometimes made with a back portion, though fre- Fashion Faltor, Th . [quently they are ont: Thorne asked me to stop in for him| fe late ie one attached at the shoulder line of the coat, and held to the figure at the waist line by @ narrow belt attached on the sides >~- JOINING THE POLES, POLISH uple, who had emi. Brated to the United States, came before a justice of the peace to be married. The young man handed him the marriage license, and the pair stood up before him, “Join hands,” said the justice of the peace. ‘They did #0, and the justice looked at the document, which authorized |him to unite in matrimony Kathare- |wiez Perezynski and Leokowarda Jeu- | linskt, “Ahem!” he sald, “Katha—h'm— W'm-ski, do you take this woman?" &e, “Yes sir,” responded the young man, “Leo—h'm--ah—ski, do you take ‘this man to be? &e, | “Yes sir,” replied the woman, | “Then I pronounce you man and wife,” said the Justice, glad to find . something he could pronounce; “and- | 1 heartily gongratulate hansen 4