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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

There are lovers who WOO and sue
 and sing;
 Only sorrow to maids heIl bring.
 Hold your pulses calm, unstirred and Let not his pleadings your heart be- l fool.
 Love has wings
 more heart than brains who falls an
 easy victim to loves wiles- Where one repents after the first steps on the
 downward path there are others who grow bold and hardened with the on
 rushing years. But underneath the crust of their seeming recl1lessness, Et1ey have bruised hearts that would lgladfy yield to kindliness.
 | Many would reform if their sister
 women who know their story only would hold out 8 helping hand to them; speak but one gentle word, and
 have faith in them to give them one more chance to do right Women ore the first to object strenuously to their being employed in their husbands fac l4tory or shop, thus taking from them their opportunity to earn an honest living. They will tell you they do not wish their men folks to be where they might come under the influence of such women. Thus it is that all blame is thrown upon the defehceless Wo- man.
 How could she tempt a man if he did not meet her three quarters of the way, only too willing to give her an- other push down the slippery road of folly? The places the outcaSts fre- quent, good women-those who have never been tempted-refuse to enter. Even though a wonaan's son is re- sponsibIe for a girls first mistake she l is the last to pity her and take her to her bosom, to save her and shield her from the fate which nenaces her. On the contrary and to her shame be it said-the mother more often than not threatens her boy with disinheritance 1 if he weds the girl whom he has start l ed on the downward course willfuIly, deliberately
 It should be the duty of mothers to repair the wrongs of their sister wo-
 men as far as it lays their power. No one can tell under what provoca- l ton the outcaSt continues her life of blame. Women turn from her She cannot depend on her own sex to see her through winters storms and sum nner heat She meets so many rebuffs no wonder she is discouraged when she is willing and anxious to turn over a new leaf. Many a, brand would be snatched from the burning if a hand were stretched forth to save in time.
 Outcasts should not be put on Q ped- esta1 to be made shining lights of. They should be made to understand the bitter mistake they have made and warned to guard against a mans plausible talk and the promises he makes which he never intends to keep. They should be shown that sin never prospers. It always reaps a harvest of anguish and of bitter regret in old age.
 It is never too late for the girl who has gone wrong to reform. In other scenes and surrounding gs she may com mence the battle of Hfe sM1ew--live and learn to forget. It is pitiful for a. girl to live among sin-breeding sur roundings. Better she should start over again at any cost. There was never yet an outcast who could not be redeemed if right tactics are used. The remedy applied must be kindness and charity. It always pays to save soul.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
CAPTAIN GEORGE AUGUR
 HAS GIANT RIVAL HEBH

Captain Auger. the well known Fairfield county giant has a rival. He is Captain John Nelsonio, of Norwe- gian birth. nlonentarily expected in this city.
 Advance information shows that the mountain of human flesh is 2 feet 5 inches in height, weighs 41s pounds, has g stride of 45 inches and other qualifications that make him e sharp competitor to. the well known local celebrity.
 He is expected to appear at the first performance Of the Elss' big circus, Saturday afternoon, Ma oh {, at the opening of the doors I<slf an hour before the main performance.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
A UNIQUE NEWSPAPER.

Buenos Aires, South America, cap1- tai city of the Republic of Argentina maintains an important daily news7 paper, La Prensa,'' which is different from any other publication 1n the world, in that it not only circulates the daily news, but provides free legal advice to the public without charge. It conducts a school of music. bureaus of information relative to schools, etc., and maintains rooms for public meet ings, plays, concerts and lectures It also furnishes a library and reading rooms for the use of the public, as well as luxurious apartments for the entertainment of distinguished guests On the roof of it's fine building is an observatory which keeps track of the weather, and locates fires by the aid of it's powerful searchlight. La Prem sa'' supports for the benefit of it's eIn- ployes a restaurant, gymnasium and hospital. It's editor-in-chief is Doctor Adolfo B. Davila. Senor Angela de Costa, of Buenos Aires, is the pres ident of the South American Associa- tion for Universal Peace, and this hourishing capital city is keenly in terested in all the great international questions of the day.-The Peoples Home Journal.
 D.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
Chocolate Bread P1ddipr.

Melt two ounces of chocolate. add three-fourths cup of sugar. one pint of hot milk, one cup, of soft bread crumbs, one cup of broken nut meats. the beaten yolks Of two eggs, one fourth teaspoon of salt and the juice and granted rind of 1 lemon. Fold in stiffly beaten whites, turn into a but tered dish, stand it in a pan of hot water and bake in a moderately hot oven. Serve with cream.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
MISS LIBBEY,S REPLIES
 TO YOUR LETTERS

Miss Libbey's answers to your letters. Correct name and ad- dress must he given tO in- sure attention. Initials printed. Write short letters on one side of paper only. Use ink. Per- SonaI letters cannot be answer ed. Address Miss Laura Jean Libhey, No. 916 President St., Brooklyn. N. ".
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

pTeVIOuS
 Impossible of detection, will not rub or wash off, and needs retouching only as the hair grows out
 "Brownatone" hair stain is far sEl- perior to dyes" and is absolutely harmless in every way.
 Sold by all up-to-6ate druggists, in two sizes, 25c and S1.0O. If you are offered a substitute, save annoyance by refusing it and ordering Browne tone' direct from the makers.
 Insist on "Brownatone'' at your hairdresser's.
 A trial bottle and interesting book let will be mailed for 10 cents.
 Address The Kenton Phar6lacal Co., $40 B. Pike St.. Covington. Ky. Sold at Ril1er Drug Stores.--Adv-
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
Fig Whfp.

<one-haIf box gelatin soaked in ont cup cold water. Chop fine one-haI2 pound figs (can use prunes or daGes3 cook in two and one-half cups water Add to gelatin and one cup sugar. Cook two minutes. When cool add one-haf sherry, one teaspoon vanilla Beat until it stiffens. Mold, serve with plain or whipped cream.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
YOUNG MANS QUERIES.

c. C. Tex. writes: "I attend school, eighth grade. I am 19. I attended a dance last night, which kept me till sna' wee even. Will you please tell
 me what your opinion is of. young gentelman who is desirous of writing leisure time? Is dancing right diver
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
LAURA JEAN LIBBY's DAILY TALKS ON HEART TOPICS Copyrighted, Mcclure Nevvspaper Syndicate
1918, Mcclure Nevvspaper Syndicate

sity? What of Sunday appropriate ness?"
 Young gentleman may find a change in leisure hours from school by occa- sionally writing upon some subject of interest to himself only, not for oth- CTS. Dancing once in while is 9 good diversion. Sunday one should attend church and read after or walk in the sunshine.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

use Of "Browna- Zone" Hair Stain.
 This preparation wi l l in S t a b t Iy c h a n 6 e grW streaked or faded hair to the softes6 and richest golden brown, medium or dark brown or black-just as you wish.
 Just comb or brush it into your hair.
 Brownatone will always give you the most pIeaH- ing results and you need have had no
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
Green Butter,

Two ounces grated paramesa4 cheese. two ounces butter, one des, sertspoonful chopped parsley, pepper ana salt Mix all together and rub through a wire sieve. Add a. sap green made from spinach-and cut fu small pieces.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

Brig. .-Gen. A. D. Mcdonald of the Canadian Overseas forces was shot through the shoulder at the front by a German sniper. He is said to be doing we'll
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

Japan is Investigating the report that the British cruiser Laurentic held up the Japanese steamer Tneyo off Shanghai, taking off nine Hindu revo1utionists.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

Wheat prices at Chicago slumped from 5 to 5 X cents per bushel on re- ceipt of the news of the capture of Verdun fort by the Germans.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
Serbian Writers Got Graft

Berlin, Feb 2S-According to So- fla dispatches the archives of the Ser bian government captured by the Bull garians at Nish contain evidence of corruption in the case of two French writers. It is alleged to be proven that Henry Barby, an editor of the Le Journal received 10000 francs for his book sEpopee Serbe' and that book >"Grande Serbie'' of M. Denis was brought out at the expense of the Ser bian government.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

Thirty-three American nurses from the Mercy hospital. Chicago. left L6n- don for six months service in the field at the British front.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

The body of Henry Hoffman of New York, believed to have been killed in an avalanche in the Engadine Noun tains. Switzerland, has not been re- covered.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
''BrOWDatOne'' TintS Your Hair
 In a Minute
All so-Called ''Restorers'- That CIaira to ..GraduaIIy Restore'' Color to Your Haar Are Simply
 Slow acting Dyes

The straightest road and the shores est cut to the certainty of an attrac- tive and beautiful appearance is a4f7a
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

The Brooklyn Superbas have started spring training at Hot Springs. Ark.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

FUNERAL DESIGNS AND
 BOUQUETS JOHN RICK & SON.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

The girl of athletic build wears we'll this suit of black and white novelty cloth, because it is cut on lines espec- ial1y designed for her. The very full skirt is short and fulIness is massed over the hips in the coats flare. Nov city pockets and a deep roll collar are alss interesting features.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

FUNERAL DESIGNS AND
 BOUQUETS JOHN RECK & SON.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29

Lieut., R. E. Atkinson, famous Bri- tish athlete, was killed in action.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
CUTTING GIJ7DE

sscoiaI Review Waist Sizes s4 sa
 
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 These Home DreSsmahng prepared especially for this newspaper the Pictorial Esfyfew.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
Patented April 90. 1o0z

A trimming feature Is buttons of every variety. and buttons of cotton material are used for silk waists. All sleeves are long. but collars are not chokers. many excellent models being shown. with the 'tcal montal:t'' in the back only. with V in the front.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
OUTCASTS.

There are lovers who woo and sue
 and sing; Only sorrow to maids he'l1 bring. Hold your pulses calm, unstirred and
 cool; Let not his pleadings your heart be-
 fool. Love has wings.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-29
TODAY's POEM
THREE HILLS,

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build again? Rod won't want to- And
it's all my doing. Whenever he got one
of his self-mmolating streaks, | used to
chaff him and tell him he must learn to
compromise with life. Well, he has
learned to compromise. He has gone
farther. He has surrendered And now,
if he comes back alive. and | beg him to
start out again with me, to help me find
the old road-he'u laugh and reach for
his check-book. And that will be all,
1t would not have been all twenty years
before. For Roderick Curtice had swung
into the march of life with all the vital,
fundamental instincts strong within him.
He was born builder. He was born to
fulfil, nobly, the granite essential tasks
of husband. father. laborer, and citizen.
But. from the first, she had rebelled
against his stodgy loyalties. She would
not be tied to one monotonous place. She
could not be burdened with home
Quietly she had ridiculed, leased, thwart-
ed And Rod had given way.
Well, she need not wall. She had had
twenty years of married freedom. And
now-how free she would be now!
"IF only had the nerve, I'd go home an
sweep an dust an fix up the fiat. He's
crazy over that fiat The girl talked on
softly. AN I'd bake up grist of spice
cookies His aunt taught me how.
They're elegant. An I'd buy me red
geranium from the dago on the corner
jimsey he's crazy over red. | had me Il
red marquisette blouse for my wedding
travelling suit, an hat with cherries an
Jimsey he said-oh!'
She broke off with gasp, budding in
the seat. She did not speak again.
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And yet-Rod was still fond of her, in
a way. If she had one more chance If
she had just one more precious year!
TT was long past noon. Again the great
offices overlooked But the crowd
dragged no longer, mute, patient. Its
hushed misery had reused to dreadful
Weakening. 1t rallied, it protested. it wept
Through that spindrft OF voices rang Il
mans voice, enraged and shrll:
This amt just waiting. tell you
This is hell. Where's the main guy of this
show, anyway? Let me get him by the
collar once I'll bet can shake out
something
Then an old, old voice, the aching soul
of tears:
"Oh, sir, look again. Sure, It's not pos
sble at all. His name must be there.
The only son left to me, an the kindest!
You'll be readin the list again, sir,
pleased
But with the dusk the old dull shadow
fell: the deepening silence of that eternal
waiting.
Helen sat erect and still Her beautiful,
arrogant face seemed to turn to marble.
But the girl lay beside her, ashen When
the old valet bent to her again, she could
not take the cup. He lifted her head to his
thin old shoulder, and made her swallow,
drop by drop. She did not resist. She
had no strength to resist. Only her eyes
lived, to stare always at the bulletin
board that never told any news.
Then through the crowd came an
official, shoulderng his way toward the
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tiercely. Her voice rang sharp and high.
She stared down into the wan child-face.
lntolerable anger leaped in her breast,
misted red before her eyes-the blind rage
of the mate.
"You've got your chance. D'you
hear"
She bent closer, painting. Had that
chance lain in the girls hand, she could
have leaped on her and torn it from her.
$50 home, now. Fix up your flat, and
bake your cookies, and buy your red
geranium. You've got your man back.
You've got your one more chance.
"Jimsey.1
Then, at last, the girl leaped up. Her
face bazed alive, Il white terror of rap
ture. From her pale lips there burst a
cry--a cry so wild, SO exquisite, it was a
thing to break ones heart, that any hui
man thing could dare to be so glad.
"Jimsey! Oh, Jimsey! Let me 60
Quick!' She thrust past Helen. Then,
with a lovely instinct. she turned back,
and put out both pleading young hands
"Oh!" she breathed, with Il sob. "Oh,
| forgot. For you-you-
"Never mind me. Go on. say"
CHE pushed the girl away. She tore
- herself from those clnging, eager hands
Haggard, stumbling, she Numbered to-
ward the door.
Half way there. she stopped short,
caught in sudden eddy of the crowd.
Her blurred eyes stared at the group
ahead: group that swayed and thrust
uncertainty, Il group that had turned,
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carried. Then his hand dropped. He
swung about, facing the crowd.
81 can't wait for you people to read
this!" he cried in loud, hoarse, trembling
voice. "A minute ago we posted the last
life-boat and its crew. But this moment
comes wireless from Provincetown.
This-this is not the final list of survivors,
my friends. A fishing-boat, the Anna
Dean, has just put into Provincetown
Harbor. She had no wireless, so she could
not send her news ahead She reached the
spot just as the Empress went down. She
picked up every person heretofore re-
ported missing Every single one! Do
you hear me, my friends? The list is
complete. The Empress did not lose a
single soul"
The crowd stared back at him. There
was no cutlery, no lifted voice of thanks
giving. Only, here and there, the awed
whisper of deep, unbelieving joy:
"My sister. My sister,
My boy! My Jerry! He's saved!'
Helen Curtice's lips moved, but no
sound came. Then she put up her hands
to her heart 1t was gesture of rever-
ence, of deep and humble wonder.
$50 have my chance, too. I'm given
my one more chance! Oh, Rod, Rod!
Wen try it once more, dear. Wen build
our house of life again. This time we
shall not fail!
She did not look at the group around
her She did not look at the old valet,
his face Il quivering mask of gratitude.
I'm going now--to buy my own red
IL, Ia, hoI hol
Her eyes aglow. her face illumined she
went hurrying down the dusky street be-
meath the tender sky.
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MAGAZINE SECTION for March ee, 1916

bulletin-board His face was expression
less; but the hands that tackled up that
last bulletin shook like the hands of man
in palsy.
The crowd stood and gaped at the
broad scrawled page:
SIS Northumbria, Wireless, p. NJ.
Last life-boat Just picked up. Passengers
twenty-SiX women, names as follows.
Boat manned by two members crew-B.
Evans stoker; James Mcclure, assistant
engineer.
"'James MCGUIRE! Don't you hear
that? Can't you see? Can't you UNDER
stand?"
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was creeping away, swaying. Her dryad
body moved as feebly as tottering age.
Again the eternity of night. Again, in
the morning, the crowded offices, the
gaunt, dim faces. Again that covering
childish figure, that desolate moan:
"Oh, | wisht I'd done things different.
| wisht hadn't plagued Jimsey so. He
was that pig-headed for havin' home
but | was bound I'd show him who was
boss. So said we'd stay New York. An
got my way. An wisht hadn't-oh!"
Helen shivered She was not listening
she need not listen.
what if | do get one more chance?
What will do with it? How can we ever
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"lf it was Just spice cookies and ported
geraniums!" thought the other woman.
A HATEFUL envy swelled in her heart.
If she could do these homely services
for Rod! If she could work out the tangle
of their lives with her own hands! "But
Rod would be so amused. He'd think it
was all "A pose Very likely it would be a
pose. And how could we make our spoilt
life over, and make it real?"
No; the stones to build their hearth
We're broken. The precious fire was dead.
Yet the boy she had married had come
to her ablaze with that divine flame. Had
her own hands but shielded that flannel
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with strange, blind prescience, away
from the bulletin-board, to stare at a
second official who was making his way
down the long ROOM
Suddenly Helen gasped out. A wild
impulse leaped in her frozen breast.
The officer was crowding his way
straight toward the buletin-board. He
was big, stolid-featured man: but his
broad face was flushed scarlet, the tears
were streaming down his cheeks like rain.
nUMBLY the crowd parted before him.
then shouldered close behind.
He reached the bulletin-board He put
out his hand as if to affiX the sheet he
Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1916-12-15

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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1916-12-15

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