The evening world. Newspaper, May 31, 1919, Page 13

Cucn he 10 him who un | how to lend an ear.” and it will teach thee.” selves in a receptive mood. ere communion with Mother Nature, away from her. * One of the saddest things I have to my notice only recently. A teach NATURE!” It was no accident. The young Uiing in sight, no giimpse of Nature . myriad yearning for the light of the sun and + “How beautiful is nature!” It {s far more than a sentiment, is met by satisfaction the game ; t0 Gea! with; but if our hearts are in the midst of our soulless artificial * wit ‘Décome nothing more nor le: quires twenty minutes to the ” pound In baking. A leg of jamb will bake in from one and a half yot-wbout four pounds will take two ‘hours to be well baked. To skin beets without bieeding put ito cold water soon as ‘Then with the hand gently tho skin, It will come off trouble and the beet will re- cover or a plate over the frying onions. They will ‘more quickly and have a better flavor. When cooking vegetables keep the eaucepan uncovered if you desire to put a lump in the teapot when making the tea and you can dis- pénke with one teaspoonful of tea in measuring. It ts said the flavor of shrimp is improved if boiling water is poured over them shortly before they are to be served. But be sure and imme- diately drain it off. When putting furs away for the gammer avoid white tissue paper for wrapping. The alum in the paper ‘will injure the fur, You can koep them nicely if you sew them up in pers and put them into an airtight box that is lined with nows- papers. A few whole cloves added wit further insure the furs against moths. Pock sinall articles suc! plumes, gloves and small woolon ac- ceagories in a box and add sachet bags, of orris and sandalwood powdér. This will keep out the moths quite as effectually as camphor or moth balls and will give a more pleasing odor, Raincoats will soon pgove burden- gome. Why not make your thin coat waterproof? It will do niveiy as for the summer showers, In one \ auton of rainwater dissolve four es of alum. In another gallon ugar of lead, Mix the two together afid dip the coat into this and dry. ‘Phen wash in cold water and dry again, Use the old bro tsber, Cut down straws and aver witi a piece of felt or carpet, The oid felt hat can be utilised for this purpose. Put weights into the hems of sum- mer sash curtains and they will not low out of the window or against the screens and thus can be kept ¢lean much louger, the fre rug or carpet thal lovkw too shabby for the living room can do good eervice in the kitchen, Remove ail dust and, if necessary, rip the jeams and turn the carpet, Tack it mly, wrong side up, on the kitchen rand give it a few conts of paint, ¢ the first coat thin with plenty wgrier” in it. When finished you pat will wear excellently and be “And ages before Wagner's day the Old Book said to us: “Speak to the of harsh noises, felt a longing like that of lost souls in inferno longing that expresses an absolute nece: We live in an age of wonderful scientific victories, of incomprehensible |, material advances, of financial triumphs too vast for even the imagination Dopulation keeps on advancing at the expense of the rural population - until the countryside |s left behind and Nature is forgotten, we will perish than soulless machines. The Housewife’s Scrapbook * LEG of veal to be well done re- easier to keep clean than oilcioth. Som “to two hours. Mutton requires the | values, imamie length of time, and a pork roast | stipated, lettuce to soothe the nerves your famfly drink sugar in the! s for a floor pol- | WVU ee gelarld - HOME As the cause that binds them ‘Nature has a thousand lessons for us if we will but ask her for them— if We will get within speaking and hearing distance of her and put our- ~ ‘There ts no creed like the unwritten creed of Nature; no worship that 4s 96 full of soul-joy and soul-triumph as that which is found in true, sin- the “beggar’s nurse and Caesar’ Between man's sou! and the earth upon which he lives there is a con- Reetion that cannot be broken except at the deadliest peril—to man. ent Nature is to cut the very HEART out of our individual and collective life, To For the earth, which is our home, we naturally feel an unconquerable yearning, and no amount of false teaching or inheritance can wean us heard of for a long time was brought er was visiting a school on the east side ‘where foreign-born children were learning English, and she asked _ One of the pupiis to make # sentence with the word “beautiful” in {t. With- ‘Ott & moment's hesitation came the answer, “HOW BEAUTIFUL IS soul, suddenly transported from its Tural home across the seas, where the trees blossomed and the grasses grew and the birds sang, to a wilderness of brick and stone, with no green anywhere, no bird-song, but, only a & glimpse of the blue sky. it 18 a deep, ineradicable longing—a ity of the soul, and unless the is up. divorced from Nature, if the urban ity, and instead of being living souls Linoleum that has become faded can be treated in same manner. @ vegetables have medicinal Eat spinach if you are con- and overcome insomnia. Onions and celery are also excellent nerve toni Tomatoes will aid in correcting a tor liver, If you desire to add a Little adipose tissue eat beets and po- tatoes. Your fountain pen will not leak if you rub paraffin on the thread be- j fore screwing on the head, — Influence of Nature By the Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Copyright, 1019, by The Prove Publishing Co. (the New York Rvening World), ‘stands how full of all deep meaning are the words of Charies Wagner, the author of “The Simple Life:” “The least crumb of reality, an ant at work, a child at play, a leaf falling to tie Jand, has always strangely charmed me. leaves me cold, just so doos the simple and authentic phenomenon me. A part of the great human drama is played in it, by actors ‘without paint or attitudes. The attraction of living things is inexhaust- thle, Each one of them by an irresistible movement becomes a sign, les- sot, symbol. There is no rivulet however small that does not conduct to ‘the Sea. There is not a hidden pathway to t..c valley which, step by step, Gots not lead up to the heights, The whole creation talks to him who Such Is | ALWAYS WANT You Td TELL NE THE TRUTH ~ (HATE Liés! ee itera LUNG? | MAM, nh 1 HOPE You DIDN'T DRESS UP FoR ME _ You SWEET THING CHAPTER XV. ‘CARTY and Dennis had not gone far from the house when McCarty clutched his friend by the arm, “Will you take a look at that sign on the fence over there in front of the va- @ank lot?" he commanded, ““The Pantheon Theatre, Week of July 28th," he read aloud, “ ‘Hogan and Hare, the Four Bartons, Zinla- tofsky's Seals, Tabloid Comedy, the Flying Aocolinis——'!” i “what do you know about that?’ MoCarty executed a ponderous shut- fle, “What do you think of it for a hunch? I'm going straight down to headquarters and get a warrant, and \to-night I'll be at the Pantheon for il be with “Td not miss Pantheon was a huge and | orm te theatre with a fashionable lelientele, and McCarty and Dennis, arriving early, stood for a few min- utes in the lobby watching the stoudy |stream of motor cars discharging | their occupants at the curb, “We'll watch their act from the front, and try to pick out our fellow, then go around and pinch him,” Mc- Carty announced in a lowered tone, “Why not watch from the wings?” suggested Dennis. “The house fire- man here is Brennan, an old friend of imine, and he'll pass us in, You can \atudy them close, then, and get your man as he leaves the stage.” “Fine! Come on, By the pro- gramme, they're the third act on.” Brennan, the house fireman, was lad to renew his friendship with | Dennis and readily found a place for ‘them at the left of the stage, just back of. the proscenium, McCarty was highly interested in his unac- customed gutroundings and, after the you!” declared it for the have a firm, hard floor covering curtain had risen it was necessary to draw him back repeatedly to prevent t Who Is the Girl Buried as Marion Rowntree? See If You Can Guess the Answer to This Mystery Story _ That Is Kilied With the Unexpected _ (Copyright, AAT, by W. 4. Watt & Go) him from obtruding his presence on the gage of the audience, The Bartons concluded with @ pa- triotic number, and gave place in & cannonade of applause for the two swarthy, superbly poised figures who ‘advanced in the full glare of the foot- lights, The taller one turned, and for instant his eyes seemed to meet the quiet ones watching him from the shadows. Then he sprang lightly into the air, caught the swinging trapeze and the act was on. McCarty, oblivious to all about him, sat staring at the graceful convolu- tions of the lithe, agile figure which moved with an abaudon that was yet all poise and control, The other mem- ber of the team he scarcely saw, and he held ha breath as the one upon whom his attention was riveted paused for a fraction of @ moment and then flung himself recklessly into space in a triple, somersault and clutched at the flying rings. He all but missed them; one hand slipped perilously and a sobbing gasp went up from the breathless audience, but the next instant he had regained his hold, drawn himself up to his pre- carious perch and was emiling sar- donically down, A muttered curse behind McCarty obtruded itself on his consciousness, and he turned to find a man garbed as a comedy tramp standing back of his chair, his face white beneath the make-up. “My God, what's got into Dan!” the man exclaimed, “He's losing his ip! That was go stall for a hand, el do for himself if he ain't careful one of these duys!" “Friend of yours?” asked McCarty quietly, He nodded and moved away to take ‘Up his entrance as the curtain felj. McCarty rose slowly and took a step forward to meet the lithe figure which advanced nonchalantly toward him, while Dennis kicked the chairs away and lined up at his elbow, Ac~ colint paused, glanced scowllngly at barred the figure which ra Life! exit, then tu = but McCarty touched ‘his ehoul- c ‘I want you, Dan.” With a snarl the man turned, his muscles rippling like @ snake's be- neath the satiny skin, and sprang straight for McCarty's throat. Some one shouted hoarsely, the curtain was held and a knot of stage hands, with Accolini's partner at their head, ed forward, but halted at Den- warnin) ‘In the name of the law!" struggle was sharp and violent, but soon over. In the act of a ter- rifle lunge Dan <Accolini halted, a apasm of pain contorted his face and bis arms dropped limply to his sides. His short, mirthless laugh ended in a choking cough, and he squared his massive shoulders. “All right!" he said, “You've got me! I'm all in, but I pulled off my job and nothing matters now!” CHAPTER XVL 28, 1 killed her." Ther 1 &“ was no bitterness now in the swarthy face, only a deep content. “She knew it wag comin’ to her, for I tried to get her last spring, but it didn’t work. I wasn't going to botch it the next time.” Dan Accolini lounged careleasly on a bench in the private room at head- quarters, eyeing McCarty with a frank and not unfriendly gaze, It was evt- dent that, the first futile struggle over, he bore his captor no {il-will, but ac- cepted the situation with a philosophy of his own as a mere part of the game. “She was the cleverest skirt in the * he went on reflectively. “If tick to ine she would have been @ topliner on the flyin’ rings to-day, but she wasn't square. “and I made her what she was! Prettiest thing God ever put on carth and daring as they come, she was nothin’ but @ guttersnipe, one of @ stragglin’ bunch of cheap acrobats picked up any old way. I taught her all she ever knew, raised her out of that ruck of ornery filp-flappers, and got her up in my class, “L planned a great act for her and me, the grandest in the business, 1 had it all over the rest of them as it was and if I'd got her trained right, like I could have in another season, there wouldn't have been a skirt in the game could come anywhere near her, either. As a team we'd have been the wonder of the big top, but— she got tired, and threw me cold. That's all there was to it, nobody else in particular had come along, she'd put over what she sot out to and was through with me, “L warned her, but she laughed at me; then when they opened up for rehearsal last spring I tried to bump her off, I thought I had, but I must have shot too quick. Anyway, she was wise then that 1 meant business, and she got scared; first time in her life, too, 1 guess, for she was the ner- viest little devil that ever did the triple turn, bigh, vithout a net. She Saturday, May 81, 1019 WHY DION“T You TELL HER | WAS OuT. | HATE HER ! Tae Cay! To SEE You beat it here, and I followed, but I lost track of her, and for near three i ig I've been tryin’ to pick up the rail. “One night,.a little over two weeks ago, I ran into an old pal, the princi- pal clown with the show last year. Pico, his name is, and a darn’ white little cuss, for all he ain't got much in his dome. He wasn't on to the shootin’ I'd tried to get away with, and he thought he'd patch up what- ever was wrong between us, so he gave me her address. I slept well that night for the first time in weeks.” “I stuck around after that, doped out the lay of her flat and the place next door, and planned how | could with it without a hite “Trainin’ and headwork, that's what it was, and the thought of what was in front of me! I gum-shoed it into that empty flat that night with the rope curled up under my coat, put a board across the alley, and cot in the kitchen window of the other empty one, It wasn't the first time I'd madw that trip and I was all wised up ahead as to what I was going to do. I went to the airshaft window, tossed the rope-end up over the pipe, hitched it along till I got it in the centre and then let down the two ends even and swung out, “I didn’t mean to take any chances with a gun this time, my bare hands were good enough for the work I had to do, and I just made for her, creep- in’ along slow and takin’ her all in 80 I could remember it later on, That minute paid up for all she'd put me through, and I knew that nothin’ would matter afterward. “She whirled around when I got to t the middle of the room and saw me. She yelled out and grabbed up some kind of a knife from the desk, but ahe never had time to use it, for I made one spring on her! 1 was goin’ to choke her, but the rage boiled up in me, and I’ smashed her out of the window! I didn’t pick her up and throw her, I just gave her a shove, with all the strength in me back of it! “I heard her strike the ground and I laughed—laughed the way she had at me, only mine was the last one! Then I turned and beat it back to where I'd drawn in the ends of the rope over the sill in the other room I let them out and started up, hand over hand, the way I'd come," “The finest jittle skirt in the game,” he muttered, “if she'd only been equar “Look here, Dan," McCarty began somewhat uncomfortably, “You'll be wanting a lawyer——" “What for? Accolint looked up, the shadow gone from his clear eyes. “Why, the trial, you know, You'll not be allowed to plead guilty, ‘tis against the jaw in a capital case.” “And you guy@ think you're goin’ to have a lot of fun with me, don’t you?” His tone was filled with cov- “I've got you all T'll never be brought to ert amusement. fooled, Mac, tria! “Oh, come now, man—~" McCarty stammered. r “There's nothin’ to it" He shook By Maurice NO. Wag ALL PRESSED UP WHEN (OW CANE — 1 An So HAPPY enough left of it to carry me any yet AB rd Ssntng | Sogn too, farther. wi nnis in ion 11 all help # little to see the wat 3 “I only wanted to hang on till T'@ rooms, and the latter's slignting tote bak Aon *" l pwiled off my game and I managed to jo the beer ae) A Thrift Stamp now and « Thptrt do that. If I'd been the kind to drink famous detective had called forth hi Stamp then ey A - or go to pieces I wouldn't have had friend's comment, Will hatch more in time like-ehe egey stood a chance of holdin’ out, but you “Like enough h@ have come at the| of a ben. ot lV.a “M@OAZil The Evening World's i, Kiddie Klub Korner Conducted by Eleanor Schorer Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, [Go Rew tect Beams Wee. their home in a maple or an elm, 1 never did find out which they decided upon because “Ruddy,” who seemed bent on talking about why flowers need to smell sweetly, others do not, sald, “Do you see that Dear Kiddie Klubmates: é UDDY,” that wise litte friend of mine has been telling mo a lot of jolly things about flowers. I know you will enjoy hearing them too, so T&M) gor pbreesiet that is flirting going to tell them to you. with the fleld flowers?” Did you know that the Very exist-| 7 gia see and said so. ence of some flowers depends upon! «fre is being just as in Na- *. their smelling sweetly? Weill, it '*|ture'y scheme as the bee who kisses cs true, It sounds very wonderful and /ing wid rose.” “Ruddy” kept chat- “5 mysterious and fanciful, but when it away and what I learned ts oa is all explained, while it is still very : wonderful, It turme out to be quite) gome plants, @ great many tn fact, fe reasonable and quite, quite true, do not depend upon insects to carry bi A great many of us humans have/ineir pollen. The wind does that Pate thought that the sweet scent of the| vice for them. These plants flowers was made for our enjoyment. very small and not at I know I used to think so beforo ewors, and very: little “Ruddy,” laughing at the conceit of You see ther do mot the Idea, said differently. ‘attract the insects. The ‘The fragrance of the flowers Is for| wants without smell, or the plants the insects, The insects love the scepted flowers quite as much as wi do, more, perhaps, because it does no’ only mean a sweet smell to them, but it means sweetmeats too—honey! And while the insect is poking his nose deep do’ in the heart of the flower looking for honey he is get- ting all full of pollen, Then off he foes and lights in the centre of other bloom, carrying some’ of the pollen with him. Without realizing it, he has been God's medium, Without knowing it, he has made the fragrant flowers grow. How unconscious he is of his importance, But he is important—oh, very! We can easily see how tm- portant he is when we stop to think that if the pollen was not carried from flower to flower no more flowers would grow. ‘What a dreadful calamity that would bel 1 sighed as “Ruddy” reminded me ot the latter fact. “What I really should have sald is that there would be no more delight- fully fragrant flowers,” correvted uddy,” “the others would go on growing just the same.” round leaf and discoverin; a deep Ch dlue violet. “She is hidden out of sight of the insects.” “What ebout her fragrance?” came ‘Ruddy's” counter question. Contest, “What I Would Rich,” will be published June 3, Klub in New York City: Your cousin, FRANCIS TULLY, Fourteen years, New York Sie WAR SAVING STAMPS, in a birch, @ pair of honeymoon birds were arguing about whether to build truth will be seen. Now, the date on my back I guess you ean And to know my right age makes mo! poor indeed, Yes, twenty years of hard work is quite a long stretch, And my very old age makes me fee! ke a wretch. It.I could be useful all over: I know I'd feel stronger ang in. Perhaps you don’t know how to save and serve, You'd better brush up by using somé nerve. A dime, @ nickel, and ten coppers, head slowly, with a little smile, all in, finished. When'I went to the doctor three weeks ago he gave tae two months, but I was wise when I slipped on the rings to-night that I wouldn't last the week out. ‘Aneur- iam,’ the sawbones called it, but it's nothin’ but a cracked heart. A lot of us guys go that way; too much strain in the trainin’ when we was kids. I reckon, and then Ivy—well, she just took the heart of me and twisted it in her two little hands, Mac, there ain't more, with the faint reminiscent smile still lingering about his lip: great kid!” he murmured, “Her 1d me up on the rings together—Dut square!" evening papers, filled with de- tails of the failure of the Tradesman and Artisan’s Bank, had recalled the case which had come to an abrupt end several weeks be’ » when Dan Accolini's prediction was verified end he was discovered lifeless in his cell the morning after his confess! iio nee that's where I had it beat, You fo talk to my partner in the act to- night, or ask them around at the bum lodgings where I've been hangin’ out; truth by himeelf, in time, for Marion Rowntree would have shown up when she came of age anyway, and then the truth wbout the other girl was Under the carpet or in an old trunk, - On top of the closet, from any old bunk. Search for those pennies and nickel® they'll all tell you the same. None of bound to come out, "Twas the way ‘and dimes, J that dissipation stuff for mine. I was they grabbed at the identification put| Remember they're needed in such olways steady as a rock, thinkin’ only me first on the track hard times. of bein’ the ‘King of the Air’ and of Ivy! Since [ pulled off my one great act, two weeks ago, I've been just waitin’. “Don't you believe it! M cried, "We'll get a good doctor” “To kid me along tll you can get me to the chair,” Accolini shrugged. “What difference does {t make to you guys how I make my exit. My act's over,” “But, Dan’ “Bay, ‘Dan’ and ‘man’ sound a lot alike, don't they?” He threw back his head and his ringing laugh echoed in silent room, " ‘Flyin’ Dan’ they called me under the big top, and the kid was tryin’ to wise you up that it was me bumped her off.” Then his face grew grave once Nomads of ,the North By James Oliver Curwood i A Story of the Great Northland in Which the Romance of a| nut the twniiest. thing about, him Man and a Girl is Entwined About the Adven- | Are his eyes of twinkling blue, tures of a Dog and a Bear Cub. ‘Think of your dear old Uncle Sam’s needs, And help him plant Democracy's seeds. Said’ the master, “You're right, think I'll obey, By buying a stamp thi da: “When I had it in my mind to lo- cate that Pico, you spoke of him as having a face like a clown, and it come to me that was just what he was, The rest was easy. “Whether he got thinking it over after he gave the girl's address to Flying Dan, and being afraid of the consequences warned her, or whether she caught a glimpse of the fellow hanging around that night and knew her time had come we can never oe sure, trut there's one thing certain, Pico was uneasy and stalling about himself to see what would happen, He saw, all right, and all he could do was to help me carry her in, No wonder he said her blood was on him!" is very same y. : Thus went the old quarter out ito” the cold, , Happy and tickled to be useful tho’ old, Can you picture the scene if the quarters who hid Spoke as truly and bravely as the fret one did? By FRANK DELSO, aged fourteen years, New York City, MY KEWP! I've « funny little kewpile, Who sits up on the shelf And looks for all the world Like @ laughing little elf. THE END. | They seem to hold a secret Which no one will ever know, LOBE to the log prison, faithful great lump; he stared. And then, \I've tried, and tried, to find it out ( to his comrade in the hour of with a sudden, yearning whine, he, And it keeps me guessing so, peril, lay Miki, He was exhaus- sprang tovard her With a yell) By Hl FINNEFRUND, ‘aged nine years, New York, ed from digging at the earth under the lower log, and he had not smelled or heard anything of the presence of others until he saw Nanette stand- ing not twenty paces away. His heart leapt up into his panting throat, He swallowed, as though to get rid of a Challoner lept out of the balsams with | uplifted axe. But before the axe could fall, Miki was in Nanott arms, and Challoner dropped his weapon with a gasp of amazement— : and one word: 4 P ytikit” ea" ; : ? HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND; OBTAIN YOUR PIN. Beg.uoin) This is only a bit from Mr, Curwood’s novel of the big wilderness of Fit vou, Suet the North. It is a story of vital interest that will hold you from the first }“Kiub Pin” Ai" " word to the last. You will love Miki, the pup, and you will laugh at the All childres a roly poly cub Neewa, as you follow them through their adventures cae aire oe fer that load at last to peace. . COUPON NO. Begins on This Page Next Monday. { »