The evening world. Newspaper, October 24, 1922, Page 25

a4.8” Kk = 1 And Win Him “The First Lovers’ Wi How to Get Over It (or Her) Back Again Quarrel Nd Which Should Be First to Make Up— the Man or the Girl? By Betty Vincent. Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Prose Publishing Co. ig first Lovers’ Quarrel! Its bound to come, and every one will tell you that “true love never runs smooth,"’ but the @oint is how to get over it, how to win him or her back. The first quarrel comes suddenly, the earth had stopped spinning around. moon do not affect one. unexpectedly, and then it seems as if The sun and the stars and the Girls find their Pillows wet at night and boys dance ‘with new found companions and try to fmagine they are happy. But love will not have it so; that is true love. Will make some slight overture or the girl will write or phone. Sooner or later the man In some way Cupid will assert himself, Jooking repentant and ready to play the game ogain. And this is just when love must be most discreet about showing one’s cards in the wonderful game of love. Girls are usually the first to desire fo “make up and forget.” The man is always apt to think it was not his fault, and even when he knows that he was in the wrong he {s frequently inclined to be stubborn and slow to take the first steps toward reconcili- ation. And fet—it is always best to let him make the first overture. About one-third of the letters which ©ome to me daily from lovelorn maid- ens complain that the man has quar- Telled with them and they want to Know how to win him back. But, presto! the quickest and surest Way to get him back is to w-a-i- Doesn't avund a bit quick, does it, but safety first. . First of all, you never want a young man to think you are running after him. Don't give him the idea that he ts a Big catch and that by keeping away from you he is depriving you of the only pleasure in yéur life. Write to him and try to apologize for the quarrel which was probably a fitty-fifty affair, and he will put all the blame upon you. But worst of all, you are putting « premium upon ils calls, Phone him at his office or his home and you might well stop your friendship at once. The. boys at the office will begin to guy him about “the girl he left behind him.” His mother will ask what type of girl you are to chase after a young man. And when mother begins to get a wedge in things many a romance is shattered. Just sit back and wait. It may be hard. When you sit in the living room and glance at that vacant chair—that chair he always loved— you will feel tempted to pick up a pen or @ telephone receiver, but remem- ber that Rome wasn't made in a day and the game of love to be played with winning cards must be played thoughtfully and tntelligently. No matter how stubborn a young man may prove, if he really loves you he will come around and make some attempt to resume your friendship. But run after him, shower letters, telephone messages and invitations to dances and socials upon him and he will feel like a runaway horse—just simply bolt in the other direction every time he sees you. BUT— When at length you see Cupid coming back to you, when he writes or phones or calls in penitent mood meet him half way. That is the time to go fitty-fifty or even seventy-five to twenty-five. Don't act bored or if you didn't care to make up That is your time to be cordial, for- xiving, williag to show your cards— to show that you really cure. Lovers’ quarrels are a part of court- ship Misunderstandings are bound to occur, but when a man {s in love and when a maid knows how to wait for him to think things over things always turn out right. The whole secret is In not running after him. wirls, but Knowing enough to be your natural self and not hold any resent- ment or grudges when he returns. Home Decoration THE WINTER TABLE COVER. Copyright, HAT are you going to do fur W your living room table cover this winter? You may beltevo that it doesn’t need a®cover. Well. then, it does need a mat or two to keer rom scratching the Polish of the wood and to add to the effect of the decoration a Uftle There ts no estimating the Uttle spots of this sort. They can do vaine of more than you imagine if they are plut.ed with an all-around regurd for the scheme of decoration us @ whole. A square of heavy velvet makes an extremely nice cover, especially when it is edyed with silver or gold t raid and supplied with bobbles on the four corners—-they may be tassels, or they may be series of silver colored balls, To tepent this Idea for u bedrom, you can use the cretonnes left over frem your window shades, or you can ure w flat piece of linen and do your edging with one of those cotton bruids woven in bright colors that you can find so cheaply “in all upholstery shops. Chinese embroidery is awfully nice r table mats. You may have only a je bit of it, but you can piece it out with a plain piece of heavy silk and then line it with a soft plece of velour or something else that will 2 (New York Evening World) by Prese Publishing Co. make it cling to the table instead of slipping perilously about. Another good table cover is made of felt and this needs nothing nicer than a buttonholed edge of colored wool. One of them made of orange felt was bound with a very narrow binding of black patemt leather, and the effect Was just as stunning as it could be. A table cover of damask is always satisfactory, as are those made of Pongee with some thick, soft lining to hold them out flat. Crocheted mats made of cotton threads and done in the coarsest stitches can be dyed In brilliant colors and used most effec- tivel for table covers in almost any sort of a room, Kitchenette Kinks yortd’ will ‘The Evening Kinky Editor Copyright, SUNDAY DINNER ON TWO SURNEPS. My kitchen being too small for a fas range, 1 have to content myseif with a two-ring gas burner. Our Bunday dinner consists of a roast of fome kind and apple ple for dessert. I have a small gas oven having two racks, which [ place over one burner. I put my roast and pie in at the same time, then put my potatoes on the other ring. When cooked I put them in with my roast to brown, then pro- weed to cook my other vegetable. By the time my vegetable is done my roast and ple are ready, at very small gost for cooking. MRB. D. R. & HANDY EXTRA SHELF. I made a drop shelf on the inside of one of the doors to my kitchenette by taking a bourd two feet square and fastening It to the inside of the @oor with « pair of hinges and held up by an xdjustuble brace hinged to the shelf. It gives me much extra room for Placing things while cooking, and then T use it for holding dishes and pans ¥ $1 ench for accepted “Kinks,"’ Evening World, No, 63 Park Row, New York City. 122 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing, € Address Kitchenette after meals, leaving the sink free for washing dishes. When not in use it swings back against the door without taking up any room, and does not interfere with closing the door, aE AN IRONING KINK. Our kichen being small, could not tind space for ironing until I turned over a four-legged table and In the centre firmly nailed two sticks the length of the table and one foot apart, making a grogve, into (after covering and packing) an un- so we which used table leaf can be slid. Now when ironing is through, in slides our froning board. D. A. LIVING ROOM KITCHENETTE. It you have to use part of the !iving room Kitchenette it to buy a wooden screen and put shelves aga is best on the kitchenette side of it for ce- reals, coffee, tea, &c. Into the lower shelf you can screw some small hooks to hang your po! pans. This arrangement mak all the more solidly. sereen Mand MRS. J. G. Maxims *f Modern Maid By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. If a wife must live ON her husband she should be sure he has principles, but for living WITH him charm is far more indispensable. MAN chooses a wife on the same baste that he chooses a stenographer —first come, first easy to look at. rved—provided she be well recommended and But a woman devotes almost as much care to the selection of a husband as to the selection of a hat—and she doesn't care how much either presence. him lung enough, Wit is the costs when she finds what suits her. One difference between passion and love is that the latter may be a solo performance. times displays better form In poetic dreams of its object than in that object's prosaic—not to say discomfiting— Love, indeed, some- A man sometimes forgives a woman for not loving but he never was known to forgive her for loving him too long. flashlight of conversation, focused swiftly on a definite spot; but humor is conversational Phosphoreseence—the uncapturable gleam, “I could not love thee, dear,'so much, loved I not honor more,” sang the poet of yesteryear. comfort firs But in sober modern prose a man loves his own . then “dear” and—perhaps a bad third—his “honor.” One wonders how often the American husband appreciates his wife's Spartan struggles to “keep her figure’ the struggle is made for HIM! but then, one wonders how often Home ts a vastly overestimated between those who earn the money and those who merely y spot: it is the eterna] battleground arn for it, There is only one moral to be drawn from every breach of promise ssu't: “Don't write—te’eshone!” Soul Ma te Stuff By Sophie Irene Loeb. Copyright, 1822 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co ND now a young millionaire A idealist has passed anothe~ milestone in his eventful life and taken to his mind a mental mace while his wife and baby have gone tu seek solace else- where. Tt caused a sen- sation when he and his soul mate part- ed a few months ago while his legal wife was awaiting the stork. He explained it all this wis “Tam searching for a better under- standing of human nature and a more honest basis for human relationship So far I think I have been successfu! ty need now {s for a mentai mate, a friend, a companion. I want a comrade of the mind, an intellect. ual, a platonic relationship. This need I have satisfied with her who ig living here and who Is sharing my theories and understands this relation- ship. rw work together, we think to- gether, we satisfy the aims of our individual soul and these are the high- est claims, “When I married my wife I needed what she could give me. I prized in her those qualities which exalted and inspired me. There came a time when it was time to seek another and greater companionship.” This he found with number two who him "the deepest, the most profound inspiration, She was my mate, In both physical and mental sense. With her, too, came a time when we had given each other all that we could, “Now I have a new need. It Is not for a physical mate. It is for a com. panion, a metal equal, I am happy, and so is she, We understand euch other, “If T had {t to do all over again 1 would do just the same.” And th last statement is the most daring and dangerous of all. A! various times in these columns 1 have presented my theory ubout these soul mates, and it proves in every case they grow sick to death of, each other. While it may be all very well for this Youns millionaire, who his the wherewithal to provide a partner for his heart and another for his mind and another for his children, it is @ dangerous doctrine indeed for the young people of to-day to follow. What with Freudism and the soul mate stuff and free love, the seeds of which are being sown in young minds, it were worth while to consider what actually happens to those who persist in following their foolish fancies and far-fetched dreams and tmpractical imagina.ion. In plain parlance, they cannot get away with it.” This-world-of-their- ewn-making-people find they cunnot make a world of their own. As long 4s one is to live in the camp of civilization, be a thoroughbred and play the game as ft is written, or else get out of the camp entirely. Whe they do, they learn finally to hate euch other in nearly every case. Why? Because it is not human nature for two people to live all alone all the rest of their days. The weur and tear is too tremendous. They need the community. They need frie They need what civilization and its laws, no matter how bud, can give them, and long as they accept them and want to be protected by them, then they must abide by the rutey that ye been made through the ¢entur There are a few great souls who have ‘heen able co tiv distinct sort of life. There has been a great artist, und @ great singer and a reat writer occasionally that has broken a new way their personal sphere but they have beer, able to muairtain their positions only because they hu had something to” give the wor besides soul mate stuff. This has been a secondary consideration But tt rage everyday persons who think they can live their lives as they please and disregard all the common usages of life ag it Is regu- lated and as is vital to the growth of the world—this is fallacy. Since they are ordinary everyday people with ordinary everyday desires for com- Ppanionship and the enjoyment of what civilization offers, they naturally crave these elements after they get a bit satiated wjth the soul compan- jonship of one. It is then that the crucial time comes and the test is sure. Oh, yes, dear Doris and sweet Lil- lian, it {s only for a little while that you can hope to hold the man who Prates of sou! mate stuff. He usually has a heart and a brain and a stom- ach, and who knows how soon he will insist on these being fed. The ways of grandmother are still sound, although you may make them a bit more free and easy and emanci- pated. The world needy people who will stick together through thick and thin until death do them part, id the big life is not merely satisfying one's self but making some sacrifices in the big scheme o- things. THE LAST OF OLD SMITHY. ATURDAY morning Barbara no- ticed that the door to Old Smith's office was closed, de- spite her stipulation that she would hot work there unless it remained open. As she pushed it back and then placed two heavy books on the floor to insure against a sudden draught, the pudgy little man lookes up with a frown, 5 “That's all bunk about keeping that door open," he protested, with « wave of his fat little fist, “I'l be darned {f I'm going to let a girl run me. Will you please close that door again Miss Bennington? I've been leading the life of a goldfish enough. What I want is a Uttle vacy, understand “It wasn't bunk when I be your stenog marked Barbara, os she her coat and removed her hat, made no move to close the door . we'll see who's boss in this * declared the little man, as he Kicked the books aside and sent the door to with a bang. The blood rushed to Barbara's cheeks as she promptly put on her hat again and marched toward the closed door, “Where are you going?" roared Old mithy. “To get my pay enyclope and then home; I'm through." “Oh, say little one, you don't kn what you are saying." Old Smithy's: face was flushea and It bo! long a foolish grin. For the first time Barbara realized that he was under the in- fluence of liquor. “Please don't detain me," said Barbara, ‘I have quite made mind. In fact I up my was going to tell you that this 1s my last day | am an established artist now with o studio of my own.’ “Studio of your own, eh?" chuck- led Old Smithy as he kept his hand on the closed door and leered it her. “Don't know that I expecially cure if you have a studio of your own,” he said as the silly grin payed around his lips and his bloodshot eyes rolied from side to side, “After ull you haven't been a bit nice to me Other girls would have gone to vnows with me, had lobster suppers and let me ki: ‘em. Now that you're ving don't you think I might have one kins? ” Barbara, fleet of foot and most axil played a leap-frog stunt over the tabi erying ar time as ehe TUESDAY, OCTOBER 24, 1922, Barbara’ By Caroline Crawford Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Pr cS Such Is Biel xi (Mew York Evening World) 17 Press Pub. Co, e “NOBODY WANTS TO Buy’ OUR HOUSE ‘Trade Mark Reg. U. 8. Pat. Off. THE AGENT TOLD US WHEN We BouGHT T THAT WE CouLD WHEN WE WERE LOORING AT THE HOUSE THE AGENT SAID THERE Was 4 PARTS READY To WHY DID THAT AGENT SAY WE COULD SELL THE HOUSE ANY DAY aT A PROFIT 2, s Beaux as Publivhing Co, synors: Barbara Renniagton, orphan twenty years old, leaves her home ap-State, where she has been vil lage Hbrartan, and goes to Green wich Village to be an artist, She ed to work in # lamp shade and finally moves aptown vecause she does not like the atmes- here of the Village Ui nen come Into her life—Das hi to be an arti the married bow stepped into the elevator and was Lorne down to tho street. As the élevator boy opened the gate to the matn floor sie was confronted by Bruce Wilmington. “What luck!” he cried enthusias- tleally. “I was just coming up to see you @ moment and you save me the trouble of going into the factory. But, my dear Miss Bennington, are you 1117" “Only mad," she managed to eay, and then added, “but please don't ask me about Jt. Will you come Into the office with me while I draw my last little weekly stipend?’ ‘From factory girl to {st,"" smiled Wilmington. coming serious, he said: "Miss Ben- nington, we want you In our office. There is a place open on the staff for you. Don't you think it will be more Interesting to work in an office than Ina lonely studio?” “Let's walk, a few blocks before I decide," said Barbara av they turned toward Central Park To-Morrow—A Studio or Office? mous arte Then, be- BAIT To CATCH THE By Doris Doscher. Copyright, 1922 (New York Kvening World) + by Press Publishing Co. EAR MISS DOSCHER: D 1 am a@ boy seventeen years of age. | am studying law, a profession in which looks count a little, 1 ean never get a hat to look well on me for the simple reason that my ears protrude too far from my head. Now, they are of normal size, eo | wonder if there is not some sort of headgear that could be put on during sleep- ing houre to keep them close to my head and in time they may stay there. Would a bathing oap help? CLEM. I agree with you that your personal appearance {6 going to mean a great deal in the success of your work, The protruding ears can be reme- died by wearing u skeleton cap, This cap 16 made out of strips of tape, per- mitting circulation, and ts fitted close to the head. Since you are seventeen years of age the ears are not quite so pliable and it may be necessary for you to wear the cap longer than tf you were younger, These caps are purchased at any de- partment store where they sell face masks and other facia! appliances, or can be purchased from a surgical sup- ply place. One is very simply made ut home out of plain tape, but it must be fitted to your head. A simple surgical operation tacks the skin tn back of the ears, thus drawing the ears closer to the head. If this is done by a good surgeon there {s not the slightest danger attached to it, as it le a simple skin operation and the scar behind the ear would not be noticeable. Do It Yourself opyright, 102 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishia WHEN THE KITCHEN SINK 1S “STOPPED UP.” REQUENTLY the kitchen sink be- comes stopped up because roffee Brounds or potato peelings have slipped through the perforated or mesh guard into the pipe. The drain pipe can be cleaned with litt'e dif- the rvices of a plumber unnecessary Jer each modern kitchen sink a peculiar 8 chaped curve in the drain ripe will be found. At the bottom of the lower loop is « plug with # suuare head. With a y wrench, grasp e square plus by turning to the ft—counter wise--remove the plug. A 1 should be placed on the floor to catch the dratnings, and a wire or pe ‘REMOVE PLUG forth through the pipe thus opened work all sediment out. Water poured Into the sink will ng pipe, Replace th the job has been thoret id in Nush- lug. If the water worked back and will drain freely. THEY \WHY NOT FIND THAT PART> AND SELL IT PARTY WAS READY 7 HE TOLD US WE COULD SELL IT FoR MUCH MO Ty RE THAT WAS ALL BUNK! Nogobpy THAT WAS THE WAY TO LAND The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell. Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. 66Q/O0U are certainly a wonder to ne!’ remarked ¢ Mud- ridge-Smith, that dashing ma- tron of the younger set, as she pow- de.ed her nose ia Mra, Jarr's boudoir. “You didn't come around at this hour In the morning to pay me com- pliments, Clara," said Mrs, Jarr. “What's on your mind” ow, my dear Mrs, Jar," pouted the younger matron, ‘why do you always misconstrue my motives? 1 just dropped in to say to you that you are a social wonder, your affairs are always such delightful successes! 1 do envy you, I do indeed “What is it, ¢ id Jarr patie come around here congratulations.”’ Mrs. n't your asked now you d off “Yes, I did," said the other stoutly. “And I did come for something else. Why shouldn't Who else have I to come to for help and advice but you, my one true, dear, sincero friend, who has been like a’ “Now, stop right there, ridge-Smith!"’ interrupted Mr “1 will admit being a friend, and very patient, long suffering ove, but don t you refer to me as ‘being like a mother to you.’ In the first place, you are as old as I am, but I arried younger than you did, and hence 1 never had to be a professional young thing''—— “A professional what asked the visitor in surprise. “A professional young thir re peated Mrs. Jarr. ‘You know Hair in @ brald at nineteen, dresses to shoe tops till eighteen, carrying round a book on geometry when you were twenty-two, and complatning archly of studying for your exams to get into Vassar or Smith--you know? I used to help you out in i “I'm sure | prove my fondne r you by the way I let you scold me!" whimpered Mrs. Mudridge - Smith “Yet, I suppose you mean it for my own good, So, when I am feeling ail run down and on the point of nervous collapse, for you can stand the in"? 1 stand it becaure I have to,” fr terrupted Mrs. Jari “If 1 could af ford it T would do like you do and go to California or Bermuda or Paim Beach for change of ne and a rest after jazz dancir i afternoon and night “Ther You see my point exactly, you dear th * cried ¢ Mud- ridg. -Smith, n Sa 3 want you to drop n back ter I come dansant {worn I am and then tell me in front of Mr Smith that | MUST pack up and go to Monterey or Virginia Hot Springs or Monte Carlo or anywhere that t fashionable and expensive!’ “What do you need me for?" asked Mrs. Jarr. ‘Won't your husband let you go?’ “No, he's a perfect old cried Mrs, Mudridge-Smith. thinks I should stay home time and give up dancing and get plenty of sleep. But you will come over und get worried about the way | look, won't you, dear?" maybe,” replied Mrs, Jarr. “But ['m not looking so well myself. Couldn't you suggest | go along with you—at your husband's expense?’ brute!" “He the g Feed the Brute Favorite Recipes By Famous Men. By RICHARD BARTHELMESS, Motion Picture Actor, Spiced Grapes. FY dish iy always remta iscent to me of low New England farmhouses set far back from the road among tall trees, with hollyhocka, rose-geraniums and old fasy- jioned pinks in the garden, When I see such a house I can always nell the pungent scent of pleed grapes cook- ing aw on an immaculate kitchen range. This is the rule for makir spiced grapes that most New England families seem to fol. To seven pounds of grapes there hould be added three pounds of granulated sugar, one cup of vinegar, two table- spoonsful of ground cinna- mon, and one tablespoonful of ground cloves. Weigh the grapes, wash and pulp them, Cook the pulp un- ul the seeds are loosened.— then press the mass through a sieve. Cook the skins just as long as you cook the pulps. Put them on the same stove but in separate kettles Add the strat 1 pulps to the uid the vinegar, sugar, ices, and cook rethickens ght by 2 ntil the Syndicate.)