The evening world. Newspaper, April 26, 1922, Page 21

Diet. Mainly Milk, Oatmeal, * Raw Prunes; Candy Only After Lunch—Goes to Bed . Every Night at 6.30—Is ® Four Years Old and. Now a Visitor in New York. Ss e By Ruth Snyder. Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) Pere rele Publioning Cone ‘ y= years ago the mystical, , magical docrs of Fairyland opened, and through the wide- opened portals thousands of grace- ful, fairylike creatures skipped and danced. In and out through tho clouds they pranced until they came to the City of New Orleans, La. Word had come to them that another “Can a New Love Really y-. Am Old Heartache? Read the Answer in Sophie Irene Loeb’s Article : on This Page To-Morrow ™ By Neal R. O’Hara Any Old Roman Would Utter * More Than a Double-O if He Lamped Progress as @ She Has Progressed. ~ 1922 (New York Evening World) ‘by Press Publishing Co. EGARDLESS of statistics, acous- ties and hyster- tes, the world is not slipping backward. Don't let Sunday ser- mons xid you that progress is hoofing in re- verse and earth is twirling with, “a neat back spin. We are not going to the dogs Absolutely not, Mr. Gallagher. We are simply keeping pace with the gteyhounds. Rome declined and then de- : . But that was Rome's bite We decline nothing. We BD are a race of grabbers. Grab food of run. Grab drink on hip. Grab <@lothes on credit. We live fast, fast. What could be faster in that? old customs seem to change, ffiat doesn’t mean we are decadent. ‘We ure simply trading old tail lamps for new head lights. Surely, that ts fmark of progress! Nothing our eve did but what can be im- oved upon. They guve us the Con- stitution. We decorated it with nine- féen amendments. They gave us thirteen original Colonies. We padded “em with thirty-five dry States. They Teft us a heritage of red blood, white hearts and blue skies. And all we've got left of that is red tape, white ribboners and blue laws. If that ain't progress, eurlaps are jewelry. We do things different from older set. Years back, when pop- per was flying ki they used to claim we chased the almighty §. Now all the world knows we do no sich thing. What we chase now is the almighty R. We are & spirited nation, a restless race. Old-time robbers had a passion »- for watches. Now they lean to | chain stores, It proves that time changes all things but telephone still get two wrong service. You numbers for a dime, Ta days when motormen drove ‘Btrest cars with a whip, average bétor bad ge double in brass, That Cure baby had come to this earth of ours and the fairies’ mission was to give her all the graces and charms they could. So little Mary Louise Bobh was laden with all the gifts they were able to bring her—health, beautiful brown eyes, round red cheeks, dim- pled knees and—everything. And pretty soon mere man began to notice that this baby was favored of the gods, that she was worderfully beautiful, not only in face but in form, Bo it chanced that in the gathering places where mothers met to omng their babies and discuss their charms Mary Louise Bobb always won out And now to-day In her babylike hands she holds the awards of sixteen Prize MARIE LOVISE BODe. “*Q Tempora! O Mores!” Cicero Said It, but It Means a Whole Lot More To-Day was eight leaps before boudoir drama grabbed parking space on Broadway. Average actor of this season and next has to double in brass beds and take curtain calls in pajamas. Those were ripe old times when Thespians, mu- sicians and virtuosi with grace and dignity sauntered on Rialto, But actors, singers and orchestras to-day have quit Broadway and gone in for broadcasting. Any one of ‘em would rather play one night In WJZ (New- ark) than have a forty-week run in Times Square. Morse, Bell and Marconi are old masters now. Westinghouse grabs off the spotlight. The bunch that contréils the airbrake is now con- trelling the air. Radiography! Sweet music fills the breeze, bedtime stories come down the chimney and fter-dinner weather reports are served hot from family lightning rod. What wonders have Nature and Maxims of a Why South’s “Champion Baby” Won 16 Contests SIMPLE RULES FOLLOWED BY MARY LOUISE BOBB’S MOTHER Buby Contests given in New Orleans and other Southern cities. In the course of time little Mary Louise came to New York. Now she’ is frolicking around our big city, and who knows what new laurels are awaiting her in this city! When little Mary Loutse was asked whatever in the world did she eat to give her snch round rosy cheeks she replied: ‘ “Nothing.” To which Mother Bobb assented. “That's right," she sald. “Mary Louise eats very little. Milk is prac- tically her only diet—and has been. For her breakfast I give her bran and oatmeal in equal portions and six tuw prunes, Then at noon [ allow her a little bit more than this. But she Is never very hungry. As to candy, she likes that very much ana I give it to her moderately, The doctors—and Mary Louise has been under their guidance since she was born—agree that candy is good for the child who plays around all day. But she ts very funny about her candy. I only let her eat candy after lunch and she will ONLY eat it then, If she is given a plece of candy she saves it until after lunch, or else asks me if she may eat It at the time. She won't ask any one else." “But it Is to regular living that I attribute the general, good health of Mary Louise," Mrs. Bobb explained. “She 1s supposed to go to bed at 6.30 and’she DOES. That is the main thing in bringing up a child, Regu- jar hours.” Mary Louise just then decided that she was being neglected in conversa- tional lirles and chimed in: “I went up in an aeroplane the other day with the ‘Flying Parson.’ ” When asked if she wasn't afraid she scornfully puckered up her chubby nose and laughed: “No. Why should I be?” Mary Louise,-then, is not only hap- pily beautiful but beautifully happy PHOTO By WIFE STUSTS? genius performed! But ‘best and most wonderful part of radiography is that no messages can be sent col- lect. Electricity, Ike movies and boot- legging industry, is tn its swaddling clothes. Now Steinmetz is brewing own private thunderbolts to put on market and compete with showers and cloudbursts this summer. Steiny presses celluloid button and 1,000,000 volts leap from hither to yon, ‘That's what you call service. One@bolt of home-brewed lightning that can do work of 30,000 skilled bomb tossers! And in old days a guy that was sore threw bricks! Success will be thor- ough and complete when Steiny in- vents electric nuts to fit on both ends of the bolt, But need we name further torchlights In parade of prog Need we list further antidot dull life? Nature answers “No!” Modern Maid ~ By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Copyright. 1922 (New York Evening World), by Press Publishing Oo, A girl nay marry the man with a past because she is curious, but a wise woman marries him because she knows he is not curious—any longer! Ev a really nice man ts Ukely to think that a good home—where she 4 has to do all the work—a kind hushand-—-who expects her to walt on him —some dear little children—indeed, you might call them “‘expensive’’— are enough to make any woman perfectly happy. The only husbend worse than the one who never tells his wife the trutn is the one who nevey tells her a lie—es, for instance, about her perennial youthfulness, or Men can’t things.” mean it! several States! understand why women And women can't understand why men brood so little that, two months after one of them has been refused by @ girl, he can propose to another and really However confident of his wife's devotion, can help registering dark suspicion when she shows herself unduly familiar with the divorce laws of the —_— It must be so nice to be a man. her good looks, or his Terrible Loneli~ ness when she goes away for the summer! “brood over no man He can get up a warm moral glow by refusing to drink what is probably wood alcohol, or by refusing to make love to what is probably—equally dangerous. ‘When, against all the warnings of his friends, a man determines to follow his own tt least resistance, in a love affair, what, he really means to follow 14 the line of ‘The cynic is merely the person who understands that under any other name a temptation wouldn't be one! Heaven may get the credit for making marriages, but, in bringing off most of them, Pretense is Heaven's little side-kick! Y And she can sing. When asked to sing “Unclo Josh,” she demurred and sald: “No. f think ‘A Long, Long Trail’ is the best song in town” and forth- vith brokd into song. When Mary Louise was one year old she was judged by twenty-three doctors to be the best baby in New Orleans because of the following measurements: WEIGHT—27% pounds. HEIGHT—30% inches. CHEST MEASUREMENT — inches. HEAD—19 inch ‘This prize was awarded for beauty, intellect, development and measure- ments. . So now we see that the little fairtes who pranced so gayly through the clouds were unusually generous to ttle Mary Louise Bobb, “MARGIE” The Love Story of a New York Working Girl By Caroline Crawford MAISIE SPRINGS A SURPRISE. ARGIE and her mother entered M their tiny three-room apart- ment with happy faces and plenty of color in their cheeks. That Sunday had been a very eventful one for them. Frank Spafford had showered his attentions upon both mother and daughter, and their spin tn his motor and dinner later at the quaint little roadhouse proved a high light, an oasis in their drab life. “Margie, I told you not to aim too high, not to have too many Ideals about a Prince Charming,"’ confessed little Mrs, Mindon,. ‘but I really bo- Neve this Frank Spafford is your prince. I am glad, after all, that you refused to run about with that necktie clerk whom Maisie wanted to bring here. Of course, it may just be that Mr. Spafford feels sorry for us and was trying to give us a little trip into the country, but when I saw you two so happy together I felt that he really cared for you." “Of course he cares for me,” laughed Mergie with a proud little toss of her head. “I don't think he will ask me to marry him for some time. He {s one of those men who are bound up in their work, and then, he is young; but he knows in his heart that 1 am his Ideal g.rl, just as he is my {deal man.” Monday, morning Margie took her place at the glove counter with re- newed Interest and the joy of spring and love in her veins, but one glance at Maisie told her that something was quite wrong with that usually optimistic young person. “You poor dear,” said Maisie, as she held out her hands to Margie. “Me? Why, what on earth are you sympathizing with me for?’ asked Margie, thoroughly astonished. “Haven't you seen this? Malsie drew forth a clipping, a small one, but one which sent the blood to Mar gie's face. It read: “It has been learned that J. D Whitting 1s to build a villa at Hunt- ington, L. I., and the architect ts Frank Sno“--4. the clever youn; 80- clety man. It is rumored that young Spafford !s engaged to Mr. Whitting's daughter, Lelia, and that the father |s giving the villa to the young couple as a wedding present."* “I didn't see the thing becaus: mother and I were not reading papers yesterday,” declared Margie in a cold queer little volce not at all like her own. “We were with Mr. Spafford yesterday in his machine going over the site down at Long Island upon which he is to build.” “The horrid, horrid traitor!" gasped Maisie. “How could he be so unkind to you, a working girl, as to think he could treat you so well one moment and then announce his en- gagement ton swell dame that very “But he doesn’t announce his en- gagement!" forcefully declared Mar- gle, who had ‘now regatned hér voice and refused to believe what she read “You will notice that the paper says “It is rumored.’ I can't believe It and 1 won't believeit, [hada ‘dream day’ yesterday. 1 was happier than ever before in my life. He told me all about his plans for the future, how he loved his work, and we both spoke of the {deal love one dreams of in one’s teens. There ls some mistake, some misunderstanding, He has been seen in society with this girl upon several occasions; but I cannot believe he in- tends to marry her. 1 will not!"” Maisie picked up the clipping which Margie had flung to the floor and restored it-to her pocketbook. She Ipoked at Margie with big, kind eves, but her Ups refused to cansvle cause her own heart failed her But Margie refused to discuss the subject and seemed ‘as happy as 'f her own engagement had been ru- mored. That evening she was not surprised when she received a telephone call from Spafford saying he would ke to call, To-morrow—Spafford Explains an Awkward Situation, be- ” ‘THE EVENING WORLD, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 26, 1922 $$ 2500° FROM JUN 1922 76 SEP7- 1922. Is Your Home How Not to Advertise Your a “Museum Of Taste and Aroma” ? by Mrs. Chris:ine Frederick Cooking Told To-Morrow Look Your Best EAR Miss Doscher: D | am a constant reader of your articles and would like me what can be done for my wrinkled face. Under my eyes 1 have heavy lines, On one side of my face mouth |, have two lines and on the other tide of my face when | hold my head down, which | have to do as | do a lot of writing, I have one long line which projects sideways. 1 am thirty years old. 1 feel very much discouraged at times as they make me look older than thirty. De you advise ben- zoin put in the water when wash- ing face? MARGARET C. You look older than you really are because you have allowed your body to settle and your blood to stagnate. The remedy is systematic exercise, a thorough rubdown of the entire body after the bath and deep breathing exercises, preferably outdoors, Thirty is the time when you should'look your st and you must follow these simple instructions as well asa light nourish- ing diet. ‘The wrinkles on the face will disappear in proportion as you build up your general health, but lo- cal masdage is helpful and a piece of ice rubbed over the skin is a wonder- full stimulant, — Dear Miss Doscher: Won't you. p! tell me what to do for blackheads? My face is covered with them and | have tried everything but to no avail. When | use powder my skin al ways looks rough. | clean my skin every night with cleansing cream and wash with soap. DISCOURAGED. Since your skin is rough as well as spinach. Lf young aad fresh it will ing. By Doris Doscher Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Pr Publishing Co. having blackheads, a thorough serub- bing with a flesh brush and a mild soap will help. Then apply @ good skin food and massage. Remove this and wash the face in warm water. In the morning use cold water. Doar Miss Doscher: 1 am _ twelve years old, weigh about 130 pounds and about 5 feet 2 inches tall. | am very anxious to get thin, but did not follow up. your exercises when they were published. Can you tell me a simple diet by which In two or three months | oan be nor- mal? x. Y. Z You are very tall for your and quite a bit overweight. Avold candy, cake, {ce cream and too much bread and butter and eat plenty of fruits and vegetables and you will see @ re- duction in your weight. T By Roy L. McCardell Coprright, 1922 (New York Mvening World), by Prese Publibting Oo R. JARR and his friend Jonn W. Rangle and little Willie and Emma Jarr and little Johnny and Mary Rangle might have been taken to the Police Court In the police automobile patrol wagon’ and dis- charged without a stain on their char- acters had not a dozen neighbors rushed to Mrs. Jarr and Mrs, Rangle and harrowed the souls of those ladies with various distorted stories of theft, Tobhery, and rioting, which their hus- bands and children had either been guilty of or the victimsa—the neigh bors were not suré which—but some were Inclined to believe it was both. Mrs, Jarr and Mrs. Rangle, in grief and excitement, followed by almost the entire neighborhood, rushed to the Police Court to find Mr. Jarr and Mr. Rangle were arraigned on charges of disorderly conduct, causing a crowd to collcet, destruction of property, call- Spring Greens Copyright, 1972, (New York Even! PRING greens should be fully used S at this season of the year. Phy- siclans recommend these on ac- count of thelr tonic qualities. If the family do not like them cooked they may be setved as delicious salads, Spinach. Spinach {s especially healthful and should appear on the menu at least twice a week while it Is plentiful. After cooking spinach as you prefer, e(ther in very little water or In @ large quantity If the water |s to be used for other purposes, then chopped and drained, melt three even tableapoon- fuls of butter and stir in the spinach. Season to taste. If spinach has only been blanched before chopping, cook this ten minutes. Arrange on platter and cover with slices of hard boiled ons. Dandelions. These are obtainable in fields and are now very tender. As they con- tain valuable properties of potash and salis they are an excellent spring tonic. The objectionable bitter taste ean be overcome by using Jarge quan- tittes of bolling water and changing this once while cooking. A bit of bak- ing soda added to the first water will also help. Cook dandelions same as By Emilie Hoffman a Good Tonic 6 World) by Press Publishing Co. require only pout ten minutes to cook Beet fops and Swiss chard, which will come a little later on, are cooked and prepared in the same way as spinach. Green Salad. Salads ure usually served with one meal every day and during these spring days when one has that tired fecling, nothing ts more refreshing than a crisp green salad. It is advis- able to avold the rich mayonnaise dressing at this season, and, at any rate, greens are much more palatable when served with the piquant French dressing. Dandelion, lettuce, watercress, feld salad, endive and romaine are all ex- cellent salad greens. In preparing these the leaves should be carefully separated and thoroushly washed In cold water. Shake off all moisture or dry on cloth and set in cold place. Thinly sliced or chopped radishes give @ pleasing flavor. Finely chopped young onions or scallions are consid- ered delicious in watercress salad by those who like onton flayor. To pre- pare the salad place crisp leaves in a chilled salad bow! or on individual plates. Cover with finely cut hard boiled egg and the radish or onton, then pour over this the French dress- ing out the Police and Fire Departs ments, and misbehavior generaliys through Mr. Jarr's having thrown an umbrella up among the electric wires; to free a toy gas balloon belonging to littie Emma Jarr. The steel ribs of the umbrella had made a short-cir- cult, and everything else enumerated had followed, * There was a previous case on trialy a young tough of twenty, was charged with having knocked down a little boy of eight and having taken {ity cents from the child, the latter having been sent to the grocery store by his mother, when the tough had knocked him down and taken the money. “This is the third time this gang~ ster has been arrested for beating and robbing little children, Judge, Your Ponor,"’ said the complaining police- man. A tall man with long soap-locks and with an air of melancholy proa- Devity, pushed himself forward. “What have you to say about this matter?” asked the Police “If Your Honor pleases,” said the melancholy man, “Tam Hitam Husk, dhstrict agent for the ‘Welfare Up- lift Movement.’ This young man,” here he indicated the young tougi, ““» not at fault. He ts a victim of loth heredity and environment.”* A stout woman of a severe anf brisk business-like appearance, now came forward. “Please, Your Honor,” she cried, “I am district visitor and court inspector for the Soclety of Social Censors, and it ts my duty to guard children on the street from evil influences, and to prevent them going to moving pico- tures or to be on the street without being supervised by representatives of our society, The parents of the child have been repeatedly warned against permitting him to play im the streets or to hi money in his possession to tempt the weak and unfortunate. I ask that you permit me to enter charges against the parents and that our society take the child into our custody.” “It looks as though we wil! get with the thanks of the court, that our children will be sent te the penitentiary for life because we took them out and bought them toy gaa ball and let them enjoy theme whispered Mr, Rangie, ‘Maybe you're right,” sald My, Jarr, “no one is safe from refornam and bir these days." |