The evening world. Newspaper, November 14, 1919, Page 37

_ OILY SCALP—minnle D—— ARRAS MEE ANGE RAE 6 SRAM RARE S85 MRE SA colarlo ‘Tar or sulphur soap, shaved ana} the melted, should be used to shampoo sealp. These soaps should only weed by brunettes, as many women have a tendency to hair, The following la be used in place of ‘Washing light beir which is two tablesper fuls of lime two beaten .¢gs and a Spray the hair until it § ah they viond shoul He li t if raw onions are eaten at least yoert =: day they will remove a most shoul d inate case of pimples. Onions | al ulate the eliminative organs and! ing them. treatment fore useful in the constipation. “ROURISHING™ DRINK — Alnia . lemonade ts « highly nutritious . economical cold water, stirring meanwhile. in mixture and pour into a with crushed ice, This drink e@ontaines 192 ry —— BUTTERMILK—Bartara —— “Buttermilk ts B cbatp and econom- feal drink and should be taken free! Women who are desirous of losing ‘weight It is & autritious but not a “fattening food, . ee POR THE HAIR Ly L— TO GROW SHORTER—June L.—— It is not possible to make yourself any shorter, bul proper clothing will make you appear several inches shorter. BORAX FOR BHAMPOO — Lot- oni cleansing i will le borax Is make the hair too dry. SKIN BLEACH—Miss R. 8-—— Your query has been answered many times under different initials, numerous articles having also aj peared on this subject covering the question In full. All skin bleaches are more or less drying to the skin. Large pores never appear onary: skin and since you state that your pores are conapicuous you may use any of the mild bleaches with benefit. Di- luted lemon juice or peroxide or pure buttermilk will act as an astringent Qa well as @ bleach. Fuller’s earth made into @ paste with witch base! and spread over the face, covered with gauze and left on over night or until the paste is dry, ts another whitening agent. Cut” holes in the gauze for the mouth, nose-and eyes land remove paste with warm water. RUTS X. writes: “My friends think EL treated me with Please give me Do you think he with the other boys wanting dates, or Pisa i i i HE } T think {t ts better mingle in crowds where there are both girls and boys. BERT C. says; “Through some mis- pac poem ed lady friend and yeelf have me separated, which Rus gone as far as to last almost two months. “The question is thts: Is ft my lace to call her up, or should I wait until ahe calls me? “Some girls told me that tf this @pxious to know what to do.” There ts no set rule about such Famous Women Madame Hanska. GREAT love-story is the great- est story in the world. But was there ever such a story as that of Mme H ‘a and Balzac? Balzac and the Hanska correspunded seventeen years before their lips met, before they married, The genius fell fm “ve with her through her lette to him, She was the wife of Pouish nobleman and enormous! rich. From her first note to him Bai- zac was in @ frenzy of love, His let- ters to her are @ literature, Balzac loved; Madame was prudent. She had rank; he had debts and the di- vine fire. They met once in Switzer- Jand, in 1838. Husband Hanska died, Balrac charged upon St, Petersburg, where Hanska was living, But for seven yoars madame fell back and back before the blaze of Balzac's love. At last she consented to mar- Mage. Two months after marriage Balvac died. Madame outlived him; thirty-two years. Do you understand her? John Dunton’s “Iris.” ‘cs OD saw thee most fit for; ‘ me” That was the in- scription on Iris's wed- @ing ring. John Dunton, a@ serib- bler an bookseller, who wrote 0 works not worth a pin, married w fovely girl who believed in him, gerved him through the temptations ef the eighteenth century, washed and ironed for him, sold his pam- ee | nonsense, and died for him Jeanette Can Claim All of Your A Advice by Seemaaanaaamand Betty Vincent ttention, things, and frequently both en cater tram each stubboraly, Holding ways seems a little bit nicer if the man makes the fire ae} 7 @ reconciliation in such matt IT'S A NAUGHTY Show. Wot Go IT Witt INPERUL R MORALS YOUNG MEN T HOPE You Are Nor cove See 8 WISH LHAD MY OPERA" GLASSES, ME PAGE -NOVEMBER 14,1 E'D HAVE MisSED His IF WE HADN'T MET QLD PRupe ’ The Sweep of Circling venture—The Old Days Are Gone, Light and Color of the Desert, the Romance and Glamour of the Great Southwest — All Blend in This Gripping Story of Love and Ad- Indian Wars and the Conquest of the Desert but in This Story They Live Again._ Mountain Ranges, the of the Open Range, the (Coprright, 1910, by Harver aod snc Brothers.) CHAPTER XL (Continued) E softly edged around the sleeping Holderness, show- ing a glinting six-shooter in his hand. Hare's resolve to kill him before be reached the door was checked, What did it mean, this rustier’s stealthy movements, his passing by Holderness with his drawn weapon! Again doom hovered over the rustler chief. If he stirred!—Hare knew instantly that this softly step- ping man was a Mormon; he was true to Snap Naab, to the woman pledged in his creed. He meant to free Mescal, If ever Hare breathed @ prayer it was then, What if one of the band awakened! As the rustier turned at the door his dark face gleamed ia the flickering light. He unwound the lasso and opened the door without & sound, Hare whispered: “Heavens! if he joes in she'll scream! that will wake vldernese—then I must shoot—I must!" But the Mormon rustier added wis- dom to his cunning and stealth, “Hist!” he whispered into the cabin, Mescal must have been awake; ehe must have gucesed jnatgnty the meaning of that low whisper, for si- lently she appeared in the doorway, silently she held forth her bound hands. The man untied the bonds and pointed into the cedars toward the corral. Swift and soundiess as @ pected Hitting dhadow Mescal vanished tn the gloom. The Mormon stole with wary, unhurried 3' back to his bed and rolled in his blankets, rose unsteadily, wavering in the hot of @ moment that seemed lane to Bisho; dachawe bap-aee invoe—the Milling of, Jomm ote of Holderness. would Mescal be upon Bilvermane, far out on the|/White Suge trail, and this time there would be no sand-strip to trap her. Hut Hare could not Rulthe rustler while he was sleeping, und he could not awaken bim without revealing to his men the escape of the girl, Under the dark projection of the upper cliff Hare felt his way to the cedar slope, and the trail, and then he went swiftly down into the litue hol- low where he had left Rolly, The darkness of the forest hindered him, but he came at length to the edge o the aspen thicketi he penetrated it, and guided toward Bolly by a suspi cious stamp and neigh, he found h and quieted her with a word. rode down the hollow, out upon the level valley and spurred Bolly to her fleetest. le had @ long, silent chase, Dut it was futile, and unnecessarily hard on the mustang; go he pulled her in to a trot, Hare kept Bolly to this gait the remainder of the night, and when the eastern sky lightened he found the trail and reached Seeping Springs at dawn. BSilvermane’s tracks were deop in the clay at the drinking-trough. He rested a few moments, gave Bolly sparingly of in and water, and once more to the trail. From the ridge below the spring be saw Silvermane beyond the valley, miles ahead of him This day seemed shorter than the foregoing one; it passed while he watched Silvermane grow smaller and smaller and disap- pear on the looming ef Coco- pina. Hare's fear that Mescal would run into the riders Holderness ex- from his ranch yw leas and less after she had reac! the cover cedars. sundown when he rode Black Bolly into White Sage, and took the back road, and the pasture Caldwell's cottage, Bishop's some, wae in the Duruyard aod run to open the gate. “Meacal! Hare. . “Safe,” replied the Mormon. “Have you hidden her? “She's in a georet cave, @ Mormon pasy Pomp rhinyh be repey! a few men know of Its existence. Rewh easy, for she's absolutely ‘safe “Thank God! . . . then that@:set< ued" Hare drew a , deep breath. “Mesca| told us what happened, how ghe got caught at the sand- strip and from Holderness at Silver Cup burt? ‘ap Der “Silvermane killed him. “Good God! How things come about! I saw you run Dene down that time here in White Sage. It e been written. Did Hold- Snap Naab?” “What of old Naab? Won't he come aown here now to | us Mormons against the rustlers?” “He meant to take the trail alone and kill Holderness. But his plan must be ol for T came ahead of him.” “For what? Mescalt’ “No. For Holderness” “You'l ki hi!” “He'll be coming sount—— When?’ “To-morrow, possibly by daylight. He wants Mescal There's « chance Naab may have reached Silver Cup pagere Holdernem left, hut I doubt ne) “May I Know your piant™ The Mormon hesitated while bia strong brown face flashed with daring in “I--I've @ good reason.” Yes. Hide Bolly and Bil vermane in the little arbor down In the orehard. I'll stay outside to- night, sleep a littie—for I'm dead Ured—and watch im the mornin, Holderness will come here with bis men, perhaps not openly at first, to drag Mescal away. He'll mean to use strategy: [ll meet him when be comes—that's all.” “It's well, I ask you not to men- tion this to my father, Come in, now. You need food and rest. Later Ti) bige Holly and Slivermane ip the arbor,” Darkness found Hare wrapped in « blanket under the trees. He needed sleep that would loose the strange dadlock of his thoughts, clear ti blur from his eyes, easet he pain in is ead and weariness of limbs—all tese weaknesses of which be had sud- denly become conscious. Time and aguin he had almost wooed slumber to him when soft footsteps on the gravel paths, low voices, the gentle closing of the gate, brought him back to the unreal listening watchfulness, The sounds continued late into the night, and when he did fall asleep be dreamed of them. He awoke to a dawn clearer than the light from the Roonday sun. In his ears was the ringing of a bell. He could not stand @til, and his movements were subtie and swift, His hands took a peculiar, tenacious hold of everything he chanced to touch. He paced his hid- den walk behind the road. Thoughts came to bim clearly, yet one wagdom- inant ‘be moruing was curiously quiet, the sons of the Bishop had strangely disappeared—a sense of im- minent catastrophe was tn the alr. A band of horsemen closely grouped turned into the road and trotted for ward. Bome of the men wore black masks. Holderness rode at the front, Dis red-gold beard shining tn the sunlight The steady oclip-ciop of hoofs and clinking of irup stirrups broke the morning quiet. Holder- ness, with two of his men, disinvuat- ed at the Bishop's gate; the others of the band trotted on down the road. ‘The ring of Holderness’s laugh pre- ceded the snap of the gate-laich. Hare stood calm and cold behind is green covert watching the three ‘roll up the garden path. Hol- took a cigarette from his lips as he neared the porch and blew out circles of white wnoke, Uishop Cald- wel) tottered from the cottage rap- ping the porch-floor with his cane. “Good morning, Bishop,” greeted Holderness, blandly, baring his head. “To you, sir.” quavered the old man, with his wavering blue eyes fixed on the spurred and belted rust- ler, Holderness stepped out ta front of his companions, @ superb maa, courteous, sumiling, entirely at his ease. “1 rode tn to"—— Hore leaped from his hiding place. “y fi ‘The rust pivoted on whirring heels, 5 “Dene’a apy!” he exclaimed, aghast, Se SESE TAN ppaee Know? Copyright, 1919, by The Prem (ublishing Oa, (The New York Ryeping World), 1. Who is the President of the sew German Republic? 2 What gas is liberated tn the largest quantity by an explosion of TNT? 8. How many yards long is a foot- ball field? 4, What ht was the name ef the frei carrying submarine which made two trips to this country? 6 Against what outlaw was the punitive force commanded by Per- shing gent Into Mexico? 6 What engineer completed the construction of the Panama Canal? 7. Who wrote “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea"? 8. From what shell are combs often made? 9, What country has a fag like the United States, except with a single star In the blue fleld? 10, What State is the home of for- mer Sergt. York? 11, What ip the largest island of the Weat Indies? 12, How many stars has a Major General on his shoulder strap? ANSWERS TO YESTERDAY'S QUESTIONS. Babylon; 2, Masters; 3, 1812; 4, 6, Daniel; 6, Luzon; 7, Mikado; , Mongoose; 10, Green, m6 uili; tures. Pear fli he faced his (oe; then caine wondel @ glint of umusement, durk anget and the terrible insUnet of death kn- pending. “Nawb's trick!” hissed Hare, his hand beld bij The suggestion in his Words, the meaning to look, held the three rustlers trans- fixed. The surpriae was bie strength. In Holdernem’s amber 3% shone his desparate calculation of chances, Hare's fateful giance, impossible to elude, je atrul form slightly crouched, his @old deliberate mention of Naab's triek, and more than the poise of that anyones, hand, filled the rustier with a terror that he could not hidas He had been bidden to draw and he could sot mrypenen, “oe “Naab's - Hare movkingly. Suddenly Holderness reached for meiare’s hand teapt tik jare’s t tke @ lghtnii stroke, Gleam ot Wile epart of red crash! Holderness swayed with blond head eriveien backward, the amber of his eyes suddenly darkened; the life in them glazed: like a log he fell clutoh- ing the weapon he had half drawn I thin curl of blue smoke floated from the mussle of his raised weapon. The rustiers started out of thetr statue-like immobility, and lifting their dead leader dragged him dowa the garden path with bis spure olink- lng on the gravel and ploughing litte furrows. “Bishop, go In now. ‘They may re gaid Hare He burried up the CHAPTER XI quick!” ordered Hare. A stops to place his arm round the tot- tering old m “Was that Holdernesst “Yes,” replied Hare, “The deeds of the wicked return unto them! God's willl” He heard the sound of a gun down the road, then another, and several shots followed in quick suceession. A distant angry murmuring and ae ling of many feet drow Hare to the gate Riderle ‘= were gal- loping down tl veral fright- ened boys were fleeing across the square; not # man was in sight. Three shots cracked, and the low ur and trampling swelled into a hoarse uproar, Hare bad heard that sound before; it was the tumult of mob-violence. A black dense throng of men appeared crowding into the main street, and eroesing toward the equare, The procession had some order; it was led and flanked by mounted men, But the upfinging of many arma, the eraning of necks, and the leaping of men on the outskirts of the mass, the pressure Inward and the hideous roar, proclaimed its real character, “By Heaven!" exclaimed Hare, “The Mormons have risen against ‘the rustiera, I understand now. John ered im his eyes as ‘ail His piercin AKE Holderness away— yy ea cae ear er ts ac New and ities and < : im rll: ATT j ; eS i i i ef d é & a 2 . - . e > winter such as H ij | is rill formal home, ao, apparel. evening x ; i H ' ; | Pi § - 7 if | | hi = aes with im the village nal @ '! Fashion Designs 6 By Mildred Lodewick Coperight, 1919, By The Prem Pubiishing Oo. (The New York Proning World) Silver Ribbon Forms a Geor, fette. A SRMI-PORMAL FROCK FOR A miss YOUNG MATRON. For Sma: hie gr those out of which break-neck the thickly and left be fu voice gtilled the: murmur. Fierce held an nih “Dene's spy!” they The circle Rim. He eel oad armed on the atretchi lormons, man who killed Holderness!” ‘The listeners burst into the short ee es of men proclaiming @ demanded war. “What'e the game? this is Dene's spy, the “A trial for the f rope,” replied John Caldwell. w ominous through the crowd again. “Pick them out!" A stran; of emotion made a fleeting John Caldwell's hard face, Hare eyed the prisoners, “Nebraska, Hare, man you mean.” (To Be Concluded.) ———————— *Round he Corner first chapler. A haunted and desolate moor 4s tenanted. ing unknown girl, A Bel ‘ndia,. eon Mla this famous author's latess book. 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