The evening world. Newspaper, September 27, 1922, Page 25

Tiny Queen of Kiddieland Crowned “Only Perfect Baby in World”’ Virgina May Miller, Aged 18 Months, Sweeps Contest Against Babies From Several States When Amazed Kentucky Physicians Rate Her “100 Per Copyright, 19: OLDEN-HAIRED, blun-eyed Jit G tle cighteen-montis-onl Vir sinin Miller of Wentueky is the only perfeet baby in ty wid Baby Shows all over the world re port from time tu time babies with a record of 96.07 or 97.05 but Baby MIL etal 100 per ler tops them all with cent. record, according to the jugecs and doctors of the State Vuir Maby Health Contest. There was a day when Kentucky hoasted of blooded and beaut tital women. To-day it. is a jittle pink and white baby girl who radi ates with health and the joy ef being 100 per cent. perfect who takes the limel' ght. This cunning Httle girl is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Carl W. Miller of Jeffersontown. The father is a taxt chauffeur thirty-une years old while Mrs, Miller is twent$- six There were 604 babies entered the contest trom all and surrounsling States. Of these 241 were girls, 245 boys, and nine pairs of twins were included. Then the doc- tors arranged the babies in fourteen classes, Dr. E. J, Meyer Mrs Charles 1. who supervised the contest in which physician after the in over the State and Cawein, physician inspected records checked up the percentages, declaved that Baby Miller was simply the most product of aunazing Kentucky's in fant industry that had ever been seen. How had it happened? Had some wealthy parents devoted their whole lives for elghteen months thousands of dollars nurses, health foods, physicians, toys, playgrounds and private caretakers, to raise little Virginta to perfection in health of mind and body? Was she country bred or clty bred? Had she followed the rigorous rules for baby- raising laid down by modern author- ities in scores of books, or had she gust been allowed to roam freely in Babyland? “She {s just a baby brought up wpon the bottle, with a good mother @ seo that ehe doesn't run into any ‘ and spent on Cent.” a Evening Wor Daddy Miller 1a eared V von tove and Ten M Mille aye livery be i % nd the neigh ‘ nd all ou lo any ‘ ng f 1 queen of our romance We bother about She Nature baby and ndmother Nature ha n mighty cool to her and to + Baby Miller was weeks old when she was ned, because roller Was unable to nurse her any long A er food after this fer a long time was given her in a bottl Left to herself, she Nhat sli nied and then played ay long as he wanted and nn yme more, In an interview with an Evening World correspondent she expressed no surp! over the award of Not grand prize made by her judge that she was at all egotistical—but it's just a matter of course having’ a biue ribbon pinned on her, A! though — conversing in somewhut broken English, very difficult to un derstand by the uninitiated, with the aid of parental interpretation 1 reporter guthered that pure mith fresh little dirt, lots of bathing and kind treatment are all the requi sites to th perfect Hin, 100 per cent And, astonishing to relate, Uaby Miller never required to porte tor visitors against her will We Virginia May don't want to make a monkey/or @ mevhanical doll out of her," the par- ents say. And there is probably the secret of Virginia's 100 per cent babyishness. She is a real baby ‘n a real baby world out of which no one tries to drag her to show how preco- cious she is. This captivating baby girl's whul plump little body is all curves, -Beine perfect has no filusions, mental or Physical, She simply knows it is gocd to be allve and have the best daddy and mother to be had. She doesn’t worry about anything because she knows that whatever happens is hap- pening for her especial benefit, She owns the sun and the moon and tne stars and directs the destinies of her home town at her own sweet wil! ~ subject only to the kindly guidance of her big playmates, Daddy and Mother. r | | ee MEASUREMENTS OF PERFECT BABY Age +. 18 months. Weight « 2434 pounds. Height ....- 32 inches. Circumference head ...,.0000s 18! inches. Cirdumference of chest ot nipple line ‘ 18! inches. Circumference of abdomon at umbilical line, stand ing 184 inches: Diameter of chest at nipple line 6!¢ inches, Diameter of chest, anterior pos terior at nipple line We inches Length of arm from acromian process to tip of mid dle finger ; inches. Length of log to sole of foot «14 inches. In counting the for Baby Miller, the exanny were allowed 50 poinis i“ ineasurements: 10 p ni wel and health; £0 uM D mental development; S points for mouth and teeth and 12 © in each case perfect Specialists in jon of points made the nination, And the perfect baby has rulde ir and blue eye o_o Feed the Brute Favorite Recipes By Famous Men. By JOSEPH SANSLEy, Musical Comedy Actor: Cocoa Cream Cake, WILL admit that {t sounds a good | deal like “pink sponge cake" td announce @ preference for any- thing so epicureanly {ippant as cocoa cream cake. But It is the une dish that I prefer above any other, and In Justice to truth and accuracy, I repeat my favorite 18 cocoa cream cake! And my own dear mother will have to stand the responsibility for wha © to me by openly derlaring , she makes It, And it ts I learned the secret of its ever sha ft, You from her concoetion Here Four ege recipe: , one cup of suga:, ono a teaspoonful of baking yolks of eggs and well; add the vanilla, Sift the coc baking powder well and add to the eggs and sugar. Last of all, stir in the whites of the eggs, beaten. Bake in minutes. cam a and two layers for about ten When cold whip a pint of thick with a teaspoonful of vanilla sugar to taste, placing half between the layers and half on top. Oh, boy! (Copyright by Bell ream and | SWEET, CLEAN FUN \—__. By Neal R. O'Hara. (New York Went Copyright, 1 by the Rough Stuff Now Chis- celled From Every Vaudeville Bill. Small Time, Ali Around Town, Nothing Crude Objectionable to Make a Patron Frown, Bix, lime, the or S gave v ONGRE Now vaudeville thought set for As reward for starving through. s pure food act. slips us pure every big-tim will summer season, actors now have Hol- trot ss yanked trees, In other ~ are entitled and lywood tion £ from two-a-dny dbs words, split-weel Rube to amuse constituents without wise cracking at expense of Bighteenth Amendment or Kil McCoy's ninth bride. Chuekling the populace, minus liooch and film gugs, is hard but not impossible, ways sure to crash bull's-eye if prop- orly seasoned with Bibiical stories and aneedotes built around what Baby sald. Wor benefit of nonplussed vaudeville clients, we haye prepared wholesome dialogue that will pass all carbolic and nitric tests, This act lutely 100 per cent. American, fre: from references to Henry Ford, to- bacco chewing, the Boston ball teams, Congress, bootlegging, Ku Klux Klan, coal dealers, the Erie Katiroad and Rudyard Kipling and guaranteed to at same timo knock them off tho seats, Just a temperance bar of music, professor, while we have a little try- out for the act: iy abso- STRAIGHT MAN—Who was that lady I seen you with last night? COMEDIAN—That wasn't a lady. That was my wife. (Comedian kicks Straight Man in ribs.) STRAIGHT—How are you feeling to- night? COMEDIAN—Oh, days. STRAIGHT—How's that? COMEDIAN—Weak. (Comedian pokes Straight in the eve.) COMEDIAN—By the way, YOU feel? STRAIGHT—Oh, I feel like a piece of tissue paper. COMEDIAN—How's that? STRAIGHT—Tearable, (Verrible.) (Comedian wallops Straight with inflated bladder.) STRAIGHT—I heard the other day that you were a psychologist. COMEDIAN—No; I'm a Baptist I feel like seven en how do (Comedian Breaks Straight Man's straw hat.) COMEDIAN—By the way, can you tell me when is a door not a door? STRAIGHT—No, I can't. When 1S a door not a door? COMEDIAN—When it's ajar (Comedian knocks Straight Man down.) STRAIGHT—I saw you cuting an oyster the other night with a string tied around it. What's the idea? COMEDIAN—That's in case I didn't like the oyster. (Comedian hita Straight straight slapstick.) COMEDIAN—Well, to-day’s = good day for the race, ain't it? STRAIGHT—What race? COMEDIAN—Human race (Comedian tears Straight lar off his neck.) COMEDIAN—What's the difference between a soldier and a woman? STRAIGHT—I give up. What IS the difference between & soldier and a woman? COMEDIAN—One faces the powder and the other powders the face. (Comedian slams Straight Man chest.) COMEDIAN—Say, your father's got @ neck like a stovepipe STRAIGHT—Big? COMEDIAN—No; black. Man with Man's col- in (Comedian throws Straight against backdrop.) STRAIGHT—I've got a question I want to ask you. COMEDIAN—Go ahead and ask it STRAIGHT—Why does a chicken cross the roa? COMEDIAN—To get on the other side. / (Comedian blows mouthful of water in Straight’s face.) COMEDIAN—We will now sing that beautiful little ballad, entitled “Mamma, Get the Hammer; There's a Fly on Baby's Head,” (Music and edit exit.) (For encore, recite “Gunga Dhin."") (Scandinavian, Near Vast, Far Last, North Pole, South Pole and ship's concert rights reserved.) ¢ . Sweet, clean fun is al- * [Can You Beat It! WHAT'S THE MATTER D CAN'T You » WALK /YouR_ SHOES —~ ARE Tao SMA) FoR YouR. Ba FEET Ski ———— NATURE MAKES ( SOMETIMES MISTAISES.’ 4 THEY ARE (Two Sizes, sy Joo BIG My FEET ARE Go SMALL TO CARRY Maurice Ketten SURE! DIDN'T NATURE ) CINE %OU 4 BRAIN - TOO SMALL » FOR YOUR HEAD > ————— y Are You Sel By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyrieht, 1922 (Now York YOUNG man writes to me pvening Wo us follows: “T write this letter more from my heart than from my brain. T am foolish to write for advice that I should give myself. Yet how can 1 ovetcome the feeling of self-consclousness: that I always feel in people's com- pany? 1 have endeavored to break it, 1 have tried not thinking of myself. “Tf the boss finds fault with me for no reason I will not be ablo to get this from my mind. I say to myselt, ignore It, Pass it by. Don’t think of lt. But nothing helps. I just start thinking the other way around. Then T begin to imagine I may weaken when alone In the company of the op- posite sex and cause some foolish action I may regret, but it never hap pens. “This is a pretty tough problein bx when I talk about IL kespeare, Dante, finance, wa disarmament, &c,, all the men iu at me “I trust you will answer me and my problems satisfactorily, I need plenty of consolation.’ What this young man needs ts not consolation, but courage, He necils to be handled with boxing gloves in stead of sili mittens, as he would lik to be The only way to get over self-con- sciousness is to forget yourself and to think of others and their interests and What they are doing. As soon as yuu stop to think of your own feelin Going Down. PAR TROUBLED ONE: D f you are in trouble go te your mother. If she is not here, take her picture and look into her dear eyes, Perhaps they will smile at you and comfort you, All's well with the world, and those who have gone away may not be so very far, after all. Faithfully, ALFALFA SMITH, f-Conscious ? Fld) by the Presa Publishing Company. and how you should conduct yourself und how somebody 1® regarding you and what they are thinking of you, that 1s the moment that your self- consciousness begins, But if you take an interest in what somebody else 1s saying and only think of the thing that they are talk- ing about, pretty soon you will be- come absorbed in the subject, and when you get interested in a subject you have lost all thought of yourself. I Know of no other way to get rid of the fecling of embarrassment that goes with self-consclousness. It ts a hablt pure and simple and can bo overcome, You are so anxious to make the right impression that you think only of the impression and therefore do the wrong thing, The way to do {s not to care ot think about how you are going to im- press anybody, but consider what the other says or talks about and act on that accordingly. Ty you store up a lot of knowledge about Hugo and Shakespeare and dis- armament and war, and then spring it on somebody as a matter to discuss, it may be that there is no one tn the mood to talk about such things, and of course you will become embar- rassed, You cannot just choose the sub- ject and say you are golng to talk about tt if you meet people socially, Conversation is a natural thing and tukes care of itself, and tf you will just fall In with it, you will goon find yourself a part of it, which ts the best way to overcome the miserable feeling that must be yours. Another way to get rid of thinking f yourself {s to Inquire into other people's Interests—what they Ike or dislike, and pretty often they will gét to talk about It and you will easily drift into the spirit of the moment, Dut the best rule of all is, when you have nothing to say, then say noth- ng, because of oll elements that make ou feel badly, It is to say something that is out of }lace, and haye tt “fall flat,” as it were As a xeneral proposition, people do not distike quiet folks, provided that something ft {s in ac- at is belng discussed t of all, it 1s bad business to just “make talk’ for the sake of keeping up conversation, and the easy way is to let it take Its natural course, anil tt always will, matter as to the other sex—it same thing. If you have notn- 4y, say nothing. While silence em awkward, Is {s much better h that is foreed surest and best way to ove shyness or bashfulness ts to yourself in the interest of is the Ing to The come submerge other persons, The Jarr Family By Roy L. ew York Evening World) by the Prony Publlahing Company: Copyright, 1922 ( “ H, DEAR," whispered Mrs. Jenkins, “it's getting dark and we should have dressed to go to this fire; it is evidently going to be the most fashionable fire we have had for some time, In fact, an elite opening-of-the-season fire. There go the Bloomers and the Burbanks in thelr Mmoustnes in evening attire, and yet If we go back to the house to dress we will be too late,”” We didn’t bring out any evening dresses just to week-end,” remarked Mrs, Jarr. The two Cackleberry girls, who were also guests at the Jenkins villa in East Malaria, looked at each other in dismay. “Can't we say that we thought that {t was just an informal fire and that we dropped in just as we came from shopping? Gladys Cackleberry inquired. “We could do that, of course,"’ Mrs. Jenking admitted, “but then, you see, I am Corresponding Secretary to the Civic Culture Club and I should be receiving on the fire line, and it's such a splendid chance to get ac- quainted with the Bloomers and the Burbanks, who have lived here for ten years and never speak to any- body." “Not even at a fire?’’ Mrs. Jarr in- quired, “No, not even at a fire,’ replied Mrs. Jenkins. “Why, when the roof of the BI chateau caught fire from a skyrocket at a Fourth of July lawn celebration several years ago, a woman who lived across the way rushed over to tell them about it. Mrs. Bloomer thanked her coldly, but when the woman stood around talk- ing to the family the butler was sont to tell her they were not at home, And when the Fire Department arrived the butler recognized several of the local shopkeepers among the firemen and requested that they enter the grounds and house by the tradesmen's entrance.” “Here ts the fire,’ cried Mrs, Jarr, as the Iafies turned the corner and encountered a group of people assem - bled on a yacant lot bowing to each other, shaking hands and saying !t wus a lovely evening for a fire and how they, all enjoyed it, piner McCardell Tt must have been the Dingle bic’, '’ garage," Mra, Jenking“ty / pluined, "There is where ft stov but I don't see it now, nor. #ny ruins." “Oh, they moved the garage ww from the fire," said an assistant 1) | Chiet who stood near. “It wan oy of those portable garages, and as | _ was not insured, Jack Dinglebend- and his brother took hold of tt am carried it around and back of tir house next door. dt was a trash fir a8 you can see,"’ and he polnted to smouldering heap of leaves and rub | bish. “Won't the Bloomers and Burbanti\’ be very angry that they have bec called out on a false alarm, just 4 trash fire?’ Mrs. Jarr whispered t) Mrs. Jenkins, ‘I hope not,’ replied Mrs. Jenkins, | “but Mr, Bloomer and Mr, Burbanky | are with one of the biggest bent | houses in the city, and as there iste | be a new bond Issue for something») other, perhaps Mrs. Bloomer and Mrs» Burbank will regard the false alarm as no reflection upon themselves!) At this juncture the hook and te der truck arrived upon the scene asd in endeavoring to bring the apparatus: close to the fire, the smouldering as! heap, Mr. Jenkins stalled the machine right over the top of the fire, 4) In vain the Fire Department tried ‘to start the heavy truck or push it out of the way. Then some bright? mind conceived the brilliant idea of raking the fire from under the heok and ladder truck, which was scorehs ing badly, As soon as the fire was® raked the smouldering coals burst ines flame, the gasoline tank caught’ tire= and exploded with a fearful sound, throwing ladders, flre axes and other paraphernalia all over the landseape. “Success!” cried Mrs. Jenkins.” “See, the Bloomers and Burbanks are laughing heart!! Then she ram to pick up her husband ie es a ee a