The evening world. Newspaper, March 25, 1922, Page 11

: . Household E fictenty : Oopyrinht, itm, (Rew and how can I! ‘possibly WH to do with hougekeeping—isn't, it P “something to os measure your: Oh, fol” This + little, inatiument, which looks ‘exact- | Ty ike the ‘usual dollar watel,, does oe not .¢ell. you what siae shoes ty wear, number,.of steps | Wour feet take as they «‘'avglk you: anywhere,” as the old song said. And ® pedometer has a great deal to do; with housework, and ,that'’a ,what I Want to tell you. about .in our talk fo-day, ‘ Just recently 1 conducted an exten+ sive experiment with twé aasistants— one of them a, man{—in which we! fried to find out how iatiy’ kteps tho Rousewife ‘takes’ whch’ “sie” prepates breakfast, ot dindet, or iy Partiodtar @ish, and that's ‘whéh fT nfst fearned bo much about a ‘pedinicter. "Do you know I tog. thought .T bad: to wear , At on my foot’ erm) “ankle? But of wotirse that. {é;"Abt Zwheks “gny’ one N} using it to-measure; distances ‘does ” Deriment may -gentieman , assistant waist, near. @ regular kifpht imet, refrigerator, and, ‘the. .cofamon everyday utensits “and rots; “BYery! jotion I made. weg registered. by a -watch in sdoends-of “ithe; and by’ @ pedometer in the. number of steps. How many steps do you thipk you ftake when you make,a piece of toast? I'll fell you, or rather the pedometer told me--that‘T took éx- actly fifty-five! “How mary ‘to scramble eggs? Just 140. Would you believe that in preparing a simple breakfast for two, of coffee, cereal, toast and eggs, you- take’ b96 stéps? 1 wouldn't have believed it inless the pedometer had paid sq—and pedome- flere, like figures, hever lie: ® full week's time, We cooked a gréat number of separate; dishes; "typical dinners and mealn.o¢ all sorts. In- deed, we did each *piecg of work and cooked ¢ath dibh‘exactly twice—first, und ‘Certaih® kitchen arrangement, and, second,ever again under a: very different wiletien" pttin. In short, we had 9 good" ox eMpfent kitchen, and a had of Hipecsreatide.latatiea, Our © tobject waa. gee it, the work was “Monger Wea Pak steps. under one @rrangement, than winder the-other. Some of the things we found out ‘were: It takes 115 steps to prepare a cream soup; 176 steps to make a batch of biscuitd; 23) steps to make cornstarch pudding; or 651 separate Steps to prepare a simple lunctreon in the ‘‘bad’’ kitchen. Then we cooked He same dishes over again, and re- “ the exact process in a fear- ranged kitchen and found that we could save forty’ér Rfty steps'én each ‘piece of work or:ocoking task.~ It required 1,269 steps to entirely, prepare and lay on thé table a ‘com- plete Thanksgiving diniet in the “bad” kiteheri, whife It took onty 403 steps to prepare the identical’ dinner in the effictent ‘kitchen!’ Th face of this who can, sd¥ tha jf is not worth while to study the arrangement of tho Kitchen and :particularly, the location or placing of the small tools; bowls ‘and food supply? In; the badly- planned kitchen we had to gv to a pantry and di reftigetator for all supplies; while jn the efffcfent kitchen ‘there was no paritry arid many’ of the ‘supplies and utensils were centralized ata work table. ; My assistant, made a large apple pie, paring and:slictng the apples and making a lower and upper crust in 21 yaminutes and ‘with ofy 46 stéps; she * nade a bateh’ of biscuits 1n' 10.6 min- utes, using only 26 steps; a cake re- r quired 13.6 minutes and she walked 68 steps in jis, preparation;, a short- cake occupled 17 minutes and ran up ® score of 64 steps; the three opera- \ tions of bread-making tofalled 38 minutes and were dong {n 15 steps. She even Xound that it required ex- actly 2 minutes to:make and bake a J vertect wattle! * ‘The housewife’ who is ooking for a new sensation might do well to invest in an inexpensive pedometer. . With this accuraté gauge of the ateps she takes she can easily find, out how jong it requires to do any par- ticular task..- She can time her- self on thé same ‘task, let us way, for a wedk, at the end of which she should “have ‘some kind of “standard” tintd or foot measure of that work. . Indeed, wearlhe a | pedometer, ja: quite fun,.as it. gives | a new incentive, with whigh to. work. | Possibly, when she fads she is regis- tering about’ #00"! or 1,300 steps in cooking a meal ‘she’N stop and won- Ger if she can't’ arrange her Kitchen | more efficiently, or locate her tools where they are most used, or cut out some of the useless motions she finds ashe is now. making: : And a pedometer: will -aurely prove to her that housework tv exercise, movement and exertion, This exercise should becpemormed with as much ream air in the kitchen as possible, in “iteben clothes" of comfort. And while. I do not understand golf, it YOU EVER WORN A PED oO METE R? By ‘Mes. Christine Frederick Expert, Author Household Engineering h rk EWening. World) by Press Publishing Co. “oe ps ar pg rhage that, | sgeins.to me the housewife might try WéaPit? “Besides! what has, Ngee fame and Caren@ay pihed tt! ot my 5 y We did all the wortand coping” in) if; Maving tange, ‘cdb-/ In this experiment, which ‘occupied tg beat her own score and play ‘18 of hoypework”’ in as few steps | HAVE HEARD ’ possible, , fae ' Courtship Marri , Marriage By Betty Vincent 66TEAR MISS VINCENT: D Four years ago, when ! 2 was sixteen, | had a boy weetheart whom | can’t forget. j@ wanted me to marry him, al- dough “he was still going to #ehdel, ‘I thought it best to wait AMT he fitished school, for then swe could afford our own home; “but he was stubborn and we drifted apart. 1 often see him, ‘but he never saye a word about taking up. t have had other ‘offers: to marry, but my heart seems to be with my first beau. Mise Vincent, don’t you, think | wi sensible girl not to marry at sixteen? But now, at twenty, how can 1 get this young man a H. D.” b {ew marriages which are con- tracted at sixteen prove happy. Life in tod big and too deep a problem for youth to take upon its shoulders. SHORTNESS OF SKIRTS eae THE, BOTTOM. IT'S VERY i me great trouble; as my friends make fun of me for getting angry. Re- HOW IS IT FoR Stating Cin ane nesenime ‘et. «| LENGTH Now 2% company. 1 pretended net to no- tioe him for the rest of the eve- ning’and have not spoken to him since. That wae two weeks ago. I find that | really care deeply for this young man, and | know he loves me. Can you tell me how to make up with my fiance and , Cure myself of oversensitiven “UNFORTUNATE, ‘The very fact that you realize your own oversensitiveness onght to‘be a great help to you. Try to eliminata that “ego” which makes you forget to place yourself in the other person's place. The moment you train your- self to see things from their angle you will find you have conquered this weakness. Write a letter of apology to your friend and try to think moro about how others feel rather than how a thing affects you. By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1022, (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. FEW years ago I wormed my way Into the heart of a woman—a lovely creature: Full of joy and laughter, And to-day I saw the wreck of her ’ Unlovely and unloved. Alone and beating the alr with her hands, So complete, so fully was she consumed by me That she no longer resembled herself But a creature wan and wild. Five years—and in that short space I have worked a miracle of madness And triumphed over my arch enemy—Love. And it was not easy But I called to my ald my loyal friends, Suspicion and Jealousy, And when they had completed their work And tortured her into the belief, false though it was, . That her husband was untrue ‘i And her bosom friend e traitor Then I finished the work By banishing all the love that was in her And possessing her myself. And now I am King, For she has slowly but surely Driven from her those who were close And the breach is wide. And I laugh at “what fools these mortals be’ Who when they let me enter Find me but a boomerang that hits them, And I laugh again When I think how easy they can banish me and be happy By just heeding the soothing words Of my enemy's allies—Tolerance and Forgiveness. Ah, yes, I am the great consumer of humanity For I depend on the frailty of mankind And he does not fail me, Yet I can be blown away By the breath of Real Love. Rut all the good winds of the world Cannot displace me, For once I have entered the heart New clothespins make convenient markers for the napkins when there are several guests and you do not wish: to place clean napkins at each meal The names can be written on the clothespins and latter kept in the drawer of the buffet where they will be handy after each meal when clear- ing? the table y T seek to destroy the soul as well, For I make my job complete— Tam Hate! Copyright, 1922, (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. O NE girl cleans her white sweater ton goods in water when shrinking tf starch. She powders this and [hen roll It tightly and in @ half hour rubs it into the sweater, doing this She rolls the sweater up tightly and lays it away. Next morning she Bhe proved the efMfcacy of this treat- ment by displaying a cleansed sweater Let him beware who lets me enter, What Every Woman Should Know beautifully with ordinary white you sprinkle it well with warm water thoroughly in the more soiled places. shakes and beats out all the starch. ‘that looked like new, It ts not necessary to immerse cot- PUT SOME FRINGE 4 ? FASH !ONABLE a) Copyright, 1023, Qow York Krening World) . 00. PEOPLE MAKING CONMENTS ON THE ty Press Pub. THIS OLD FRINGE CANE IN HANDY NOBODY f IT MUST BE Why Not Look Your Best? By Doris Doscher Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. Dear Miss Doscher: 1 am a girl nineteen years of age and would like to know if you will give me some advice re- garding my skin. 1 read your answers nearly every night. | am troubled with enlarged pores and some blackheads and wish you will give me some remedy for them. Would you advise mud massages? | am af theese massages for f bag my skin in time tq come, as 1 am now so young. DORIS. I do not see why a girl of nineteen, if she took the proper care of her body and face, should need mud mas- sages. Remember that the skin is the reflection of the condition of the body. If you go skating or take long walks in the open alr you will find that your complexion will very much {m- prove. For the enlarged pores and blackheads, thoroughly cleanse the face with a good mild soap, allowing it to remain on for a few minutes, then rinse with hot water and follow with cold to which a few drops of benzoin or alum has been added, and then rub the face with a plece of Ice, and I am sure you will be surprised at the wonderful improvement in your ekin. Do not forget to drink plenty of water as this will clear the complexion. Dear Miss Doscher: As you have helped so many you could . tam about forty pounds ht and would like to re- ecially around the upper part of my body. As I am a aste- nographer, | cannot get much exercise, but would gladly do any- thing in order to get thinner. TR. J T hope that you saw my advice stenographers printed on March & You will have to combine both diet and exercise to lose that excessive forty pounds. Deep breathing exercises, arm movements that bring into p! the muscles of the chest and the after bath rubs will all help you Dosche: id using an electric efor wrinkles, five every day or a finger MRS. 8. M. ge? Just as good results can be had with the finger massage as an ele tric if the massage {s done acient! cally, PRupPeE Bur THERE IS A _ Limirt Copyright, 1922 (New York Eventn \F You SAY SO = By Caroline Crawford 7 YOO OUGHT ( TO LENG: THEN \ THEM MY DEAR ALLRIGHT. 1g World) by Press Publishing Co. The Love Story of a New York Working Girl. Margery Mindom, alncteen, helps to sup glove counter in n large New York d Mainte Lee, n fellow nalesgirl. Maisie real “Prince Charming,” some one out of her ideals. Begin this story lepartmes ne ay and nee how ort her widowed by working port her widewed mother by ., Her i largie feels that her i gone etsag asa live cp fe reie's dreams werk out. how hee JACK SPRAGUE MAKES HIS FIRST CALL. attended her first dance with Jack Sprague she sat quietly thinking at home while her mother read the paper She had been busy all at her glove counter, so busy, in fact, that she had ttle time to think about her T= evenings after Margie had day own life. Now, as she looked about the tiny apart- ment which spelled home to her, her thoughts turned again to what life held for her, Would her Ife always be like this? Would she stand at a glove counter all the rest of her life inquiring, “What size, please?’ or chatting be- tween sales with Maisic? No! Something within ed that this was not h mi sion. The very drabn home, the long hours ut the nent store and the compat t er fellow workers seemed to grate nerve sition which helped to su nother and herself, th kind good friend of f men » her were well mea her new ow in ber heart that aon en lived up t not the men ¢ who she coull choose a ee Charming was somewhere? How long 1 Two brisk, quick rit the door bell awakened Marg e erles while her mother ga her newspaper and retreated into bedroom. “Tl venture that's Inck Sprague come to make his first call upon you, she sald half in jest and half in ear- nest. “Nonsense,"’ replied Margis as she hurried tothe door, “he took me to the dance but he certainly wouldn't call." But when Margie opened the door Jack Sprague, clad in a brand new sult and looking much better groomed than the night he escorted her to the dance, stood smiling and waiting for 4 cordial welcome. Margie played the part of hostess very well, relieved him of his hat and coat and started forth upon an en- thustastic conversation about the one thing they had in common—the (e- partment store where they spent their dally lives. “I don't always intend to stay be- hind a necktie counter,’ announced young Sprague tn his self-composed, quiet way. "I have better {deas than that, Miss Mindon, but, of course, I must save @ certain amount of capt: tal before T start out.’* Then young Sprague launched forth upon a scheme he had to save $500 and then Ko out on @ farm, hoping to set @ foothold go that in time he might be a wealthy farmer himself. Margie, who had always loved the country and the open, encouraged prague in his plans and ao unusual bond of sympathy sprang up between them. But this bond was only that of ood friendship and youthful interest, is young Sprague soon discovered. I wanted you to consider me 48 & tle more than just @ necktie clerk,’ said. ‘I realize that you are an usual young woman and not just girl who ts looking for a beau.” “No, I never had a beau," admitted Margie and she quickly added most tactfully, “I don't think I want one. I lke friends and enjoy the compan- ionship of young men my own age, but I detest that word ‘vteady.’ " So they drifted back to friendship, just plain good fellowship between young men and women, and before Jack left they planned a number of outings with Malste Lee and Clarence Wimpel Montay—A Sunday In Bronx Park th THE MODERN Fables for the Fair rs THE PLESIOSAURUS By Marguerite Mooers Marshall WOMAN AND MORAL :—“ Please Go Way and Let Me Sleep!” Copyright, 1922, (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. HERE'S just one creature in the werld to-day Whom every woman ENVIES! 'Tisn’t Princess Mary of England —or even Mury Pickford, ‘Tisn't Margot As- quith, Liltien Russell, Con- aresswoman Alice 8. Robertson, Lady Nanoy Astor Or any other tady of tho limelight, = We don't begrudge his role To Lloyd George, Bernard Shaw, D’Annunzio, Thornas Alva Edison, the Senior sr Junior Rockefeller, Charles Chaplin Eeq., Henry Cabot Lodge— Or to any other MAN. The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell ce it, 1023, York TM rede Whine Gee ee N the Cosy Corner Key Club, the dingy upstairs blind tiger where ‘villainous alcoholic compounds were purveyed, the professional Southerner in the fawn colored, wide brimmed hat and the frock coat, still held Mr. Jarr, Mr. Rangle and some ten or twelve shabby men in the place, at bay with his revolver. But the pro- prietor had escaped, after knocking down Mr. Rangle, who had brought Mr. Jarr and the bogus Southerner to the place. “You. are a ‘fine pill, Rangle!” snorted Mr. Jarr, as the gentleman he addressed ralsed himsel¢ up from the floor, and cowered like all the rest under the menacing automatic pistol of the map in the fawn-colored hat. "TY thought you told me thet you knew Izsy Binatem, the demon de- tective, no matter what disguise he wore, And now you bring him to this dirty jotat, and we'll be taken out of here in @ patrol wagon and sent to the jug, most likely!" “Koep still, my friend,” said the man with the automatic gun, “any- thing you say may be used against you. Do you and your friend own this place, or are, you only steerers for it?" “We are simply law-abiding citi- zens, and I never was in this dump before in my life,” grumbled Mr. Jarr. Well, your friend that brought us here seems to be a member. He had a key to the place,” said the man in the fawn-colored hat, no trace of Southern accent being now noticeable in his speech. “a” stranger gave me the key and told me the address the other day,” mumbled Mr. Rangle, “And I thought you were a gentieman, a Southern gentleman, for I belteved you when you said you were Col. Romulus Roundtree Tolliver of Tuscaloosa, Alabama. My wife's people are cou- sins of the Tuscaloosa Tollivers,"’ “If you violate the law, you must take the consequences,’’ said the party addressed. ow all of you stand over there against the wall in a line, and keep your hands up, while I search you for evidence. Some of you may be gunmen and stick-ups, for all I know.’’ And, motioning them with his mur- derous looking weapon, the putative Col. Tolliver ranged them all against the wall, and holding the automatic aguinst their various and several stomachs, he went down the line, and searched them briskly and skilfully. “Our money and watches and stick- Pins are not evidence!" Mr. Jarr pro- tested. “How do I know they are not stolen goods? asked the man with the gun. “You are the hardest looking bunch 1 ever saw. You and your friend look like high classed crooks, and the rest of you look Uke gonefs and yeggmen. If you are not, you can enter action against your appearance and faces and recover heavy damages for slander! "' So saying, he reached the end of the line, and then stepped baok, stil! cavering them with the ugly auto- matic, reached the door, which stood wide open, jumped through and slammed the door behind him, and was gone. “A stick-up! He was no Revenue Officer, just a gunman himeelf, and these two guys were his pals!" ex- claimed an ugly looking, husky in- dividual next to Mr. Jarr. “Beat tt, or we'll get beaten up!" cried Mr. Jarr warningly and fol- lowed by Rangle and the rest, he ran tor the door, After a struggle, in which Mr. Rangle got a black eye and Mr, Jarr's coat was split down the back, the two friends escaped, leav- ing the rest swearing and fighting be- hind them. “You will fo favors for strangers and get yourself and everybody else tn a jam, will youtt’ cried Mr. Jarr angrily, as he and Rangle reached the street, "Take this from me!" And he blackened the other eye of his un- fortunaye friend ) ‘We're perfectly willing to let ‘em go as far as they like! w ut there 18 one being of whgm we're jealous, One whose place in the shade we covet, A One who has found “the good life”: He's that placid, playful, Patagontpo Plesiosaurus (Or, maybe, according to the latget returns from the professors, He's a glyptodon or megatheriuul’ ‘We don’t care—it’s all the same™to us!) Anyway, we read How, from 1,000,000 to 10,000, p90 years, that thrice blessed, ten Higyes fortunate monster Has swum in an Andean lake— @ And, presumably, has NOT done um- other darn thing! a Just THINK of what he’s escaped! He never had to make out an incogpe tax report, " He never had to improve his mithd by going to hear English lecturer« at four-thirty-five per throw, (He probably hasn't any mind, but he should worry!) He never had to decide between 4 daughter who wants to knickers And a father who wants te know what girls are coming to by es days! 4 He NEVER had to ‘‘make good af a modern woman"! 4 Why the flapper flaps, Why the maid always undercooks the bacon and overcooks the roust beef, ‘Why silk stockings are still sold nt war prices, Why HE went away, - ‘Why men say they like the sweet. old-fashioned HOME girl— Yes, they do—they like to LEAVY her there!— " Why a woman is paid as much ad » man only when she does better work, Why long skirts are coming back, Why HB didn't kiss me goodby, Why cigarette smoking is naughty, ‘Why a nose always needs just’. Uttle more powder, 3 Why, if a woman doesn’t werk, she's & parasite— And, if she does, she’s keeping some good man out of a job, Why HE loves me—or why RE doesn’t love me, = Why the women voters are to blame for every election, a ‘Why the women readers are to blame for our sloppy novels, Why the women theatregoers are=to blame for our odoriferous drama, Why the clubwomen are to blame for our uplift epidemic, Why the women shoppers are blame for our crowded subwags, ‘Why the college women are to blame because men don’t want to marry them, ‘Why the housewives are to blame for the H. C. of L., Why working women are to 4 for low wages, 5 Why mothers are to blame for “jaz: babies,” ad Why EVERY woman ls to blame for SOMETHING, * And SOME woman is to blame foc EVERYTHING— Why HE lets that little blonde lea HIM aroun’ by the nose— 2 All these “problems that perpl Bs femules if “Have vanished quite away” froh the Plesiosaurue— Or, rather, they have never com: within 10,000 miles of him— ™ Lucky guy! It's a great thing to be a modern womun— I'l say it is! . Yep, sreat—stmply great, Nevertheless, 1 am putting in a blu, here and now, Vor my next incarnation. I want to be a plestosaurus— A pink, plump, placid, Patagonian plestosaurus, Living in a nice, cool, quiet, dark Andean swamp, With a sign hung on the door “Please go ‘way and let me sleep *’ The peaceful life or mine! wear to Going Down! 1922 (New York Evening Press Publishing Co. Copyright, World) by EAR READER: When D you say a thing, de you meant it?) Ie YOUR word good as your bend? If not, why not? There ie al- ways @ chance that you might not have made the promise, is there not? Therefore, when you say a thing, mean it. Make your words count, no matter what Then you become d people may depend upon you—-which means that your salary will riee and that you will become esteemed and amount to something. Take a little thought before you make a promise the mext time. In short, make few promises and—keop them, Sincerely, ALFALFA SMITH, |