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The Washington herald., 1919-11-21

ger entertained a distinguished com
pany Of guests in compliment to the
Swiss delegates to the International
Labor Conference. The Minister of
Greece. Georges Roussos, was the
guest at the dinner which the Coun-
selor of the Legation and Nine. Mich
ael Tsamados gave. Baron Mayor des
PIanches. head of the Italian dele
cation to the labor conference and.
former Italian Ambassador to tho
United States. was host at dinner, en-
tertaining in the Presidential suite at
the Willard: and the members of the
Swedish delegation. to the Interna-
tional Conference also gave a dinner
at the Willard last night.
Another dinner for delegates to the
Labor Congress was given by Alfonzo
Sala. who have as guests his con-
feres Of the Spanish delegation.
U. GRANT-sMITH
AT COPENHAGEN.
U. Grant-Smith, Charge d'Affaires
at the American Legation at Copen-
hagen during the latter part of the
world war. has been selected as
American commissioner to Hungary.
pending the opening OF regular diplo-
matte relations.
The United States will thus be rep
resented automatically for the first
time at Budapest, a consul general
having been stationed at the Hunga-
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21
WHAT'S THISl Abou. Cray Hair.

Most remarkable results obtained.
A single Application of Scheffler's s
Hair Coloripe restores original color.
II you don't find this true you pay
nothing. Colorine is absolutely
for 30 years. Recommended by best
hair specialists. =
HaleS Hair-Sto,e
'ls.o e S.ENEMTH SD
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Fried Annles

when she sails for France on tn"
10Th. to spend the winter in Paris
with her uncle and aunt, Mr.. and
Mrs. Laurence Benet
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JOHN BARRETT
IN NEW YORK.

John Barrett. director general Of
the Pan American Union. will go to
| New York today to attend the re-
! ception given by Mr.. and Mrs. Rod
man Wanamaker and the banquet Of
| the Pilgrims Society in honor of the
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21

Prince of Wales. Wednesday night
Mr.. Barrett gave a dinner to a group
Of his New York friends visiting
Washington.
Miss Marcia Chaplin. the debutante
daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. Frederick
+. Chaplin. will be the hostess at one
Of the largest debutante luncheons
Of the season today when her guests
have been invited to meet Miss
Eleanor Bright, CT New Orleans and
Hot Springs, who is here for a visit
and Is being widely entertained. Yes
terday afternoon Miss Chaplin enter
tained a party AT the tea dance at the
Cafe st. Marks.
Miss Marjorie Brown and her
brother. Maj. Edward NJ Brown, went
to New Haven yesterday to spend
several days and to attend the Har-
vard-Yaie football game.
Mrs. Joseph Crawford is in New
York from where she will sail this
week for France to join her daughter.
Miss Caryl Crawford. in Paris. who
has been there for some time.
Mrs. Claudia Northrup was the
hostess at a charming debutante
luncheon yesterday. given in COM
pliment to Miss Helen. Tucker, one
of the most feted buds of the season.
The table was adorned with yellow
and the guests in
cluded Miss Nancy Lane, Miss Marcia
Chaplin. Miss Margaret Crosson. Miss
France Hampson. Miss Peggy Mar
tin. Miss Betty Grove. Miss Helen
Miss Delphine Heyl.
Miss Anne Dulany. Miss Mary Custis
Lee, Miss Anne Gordon. Miss Lind
ay Wood. Miss Sarah King, Miss
Mona Blodgett. Miss Taylor Logic,
Miss Adelaide Connard, Miss Mar
guerite Simonds and Miss Enid Sims.
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4 petrifed tooth Of a mammoth
found outside Of Des Moines. weigh,
six pounds. The enamel Is in gool
condition
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21

Mai. Eric Lubbock. of Chicago. who
made a short stay in Washington.
left yesterday for New York.
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21
Friday Special in
Extra-Size Pethcoats

A neat style. in extra sizes
only: made with heather
bloom top and satin .fIounce;
finished with pIeated ruffle.
Black, navy, old blue, purple.
green and brown
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21

Mrs. Larkin w. Glazebrook will
will go to New York next week II
visit her brother-in-law and sister,
Mr.. and Mrs. Stuart Jackson, in
Montclair, y. j., and to see her niece.
Miss Frances Eveleth Whiting, OF
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21
L. L. NICHOLSON
AT CAFE ST. MARKS.

Leonard l. Nicholson has gone t.
New York for the Horse Show.
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Mrs. Delos Blodgett has returned
from New York.
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21

Former Senator and Mrs. Nathan
Scott. Of West Virginia, will close
their apartment at the Willard soon
and go to California for the winter.
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21

Members of Washington society
who are at the Hotel Chatham. New
York. are: Mr.. and Mrs. Morgan
bradford. jr., who have gone to stay
awhile for the opening of the autumn
social season in New York
The Washington herald., 1919-11-21
Friday Special in
Nainsook Combinations
Friday Reductions in
Women's Skirts

A small group of Skirts. in
plaid serge. basket weave and
wool miNture1 Plain. practi-
cal and attractive STYLES. Reg
ularly 1915 TO Sl2.50.
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East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

Now, Gertrude, II isn't as bad as all
that" Mrs. Bates tried to say tactfully
you didn't use to think 1t was either
when you lived here"
"Oh. l didn't know any better then
But now / do. l never grew up till
got to New York. OF course, it's no
use talking to you two about it, for
you wouldn't understand, You're back
just where was year ago.
Mrs. Bates laughed, Just hear her,
Jessiel She's been going IL this way
ever since she came. You'd think we
were heather and she was the only
original missionary. tell her she's
got New York on the brain"
Jessie sat silent. She was trying
hard to readjust all her ideas Of Ger
trude. Somehow she did not seems to
know this stylish little creature with
the peculiarly coifed hair and ex-
quisitely delicate complexion and
hands. Gertrude's appearance fascin-
ated her; she could not keep her
glance from straying over it continu-
ally--a glance that was growing every
instant more wistful and wondering.
"I WISH" Gertrude said, thoughtful
ly, that I'd got hold of Jessie sooner
and made her go with me. 1t would
have been the making of you, Jessie.
She's smarter than I am and she'd
have worked up faster if anything.
get S14 week now with a bonus, and
I've only been there year. 1t isn't
hard work-not half as hard and COM
plicated as it is here in the country.
with their old-fashioned switchboards
and apparatus. l only have to walk
FIVE blocks to my apartment. and of
course I can always ride. There are
four of US in the apartment; it's
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

ure and financial anxiety Of that first
year OF her married life until she be-
gan to feel tempted and uneasy and
disoontented.
WELL" said Gertrude. smiling. 1T
isn't too late now You go with me
Jessie, when / go. will"
"Stop!" 1t was Mrs. Bates voice.
stern and harsh. stop this instant,
Gertrude Whitaker. l won't allow II.
You're a regular temptress. Don't you
listen to her. Jessie. The idea OF her
wanting you to leave your husband
and go with her! | hope you've got
too much sense to heed her.
"Yes, I've got too MUCH sense"
Jessie said She stood up and fum-
hled biindly at her gloves, Her lips
were pale and quivering. I've got too
much sense, OF course. Only" She
thrust her arms into the coat Mrs,
Bates was holding for her.
"Run along up the hill" the older
woman said. TITS begun to snow and
darken. Some night after Gertrudes
gone shall want you and Preston 10
come down to supper. There! Now
you're all cosy and warm. Run along,
dear child" She kissed Jessie warm
ly and bundled her out the door with
an air OF wishing to get her away as
quickly as possible.
1t was showing thick and fast. The
cold fakes fell stingingly upon Jessie's
unprotected face as she mounted the
hill. Her feet were slow, her heart
heavy. She shivercd. but not with the
cold. As she passed under the bare
little tree where the "knee-deep" had
trilled on her way down the hill. q
light shone out upon her. II was
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

been everywhere in this town trying
to beg. borrow or hire a piece Of tap
estry. and the only place that has any
wants SO much money for II, that it's
simply out Of the question. I just
can't bring myself to tell the other
girls at this late day. and certainly
feel like Stacker to accept the prin-
cipal part, and then not contribute
my share. So there you have the
whole story!" And Alice sank back in
her chair more detected than ever!
We'll. well, that certainly Is too
bad" agreed Grandma Palmer sympa-
thetically I'VE surely can't allow the
whole parade to be spoiled over a
piece OF tapestry, and I'm sure II
would be spoiled lor one young man,
anyway. If they had to put in new
Joan of Arc at the last moment. Have
you looked in my old chest in the at
tic, dear? There are such a number
of things In it. Perhaps you might
find something that would do"
mo, Granny, dear, 1 searched way
down to the bottom" answered the
girl. THAT was the first place
thought of. There was plenty of cal
leo in lizards and yards Of it-but
nothing that would take the place of
tapestry. There's plenty Of material,
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08
A Wolf In Sleeps Clothes

Nick. l don't want him following me
into town"
Preston whistled to the dog and Jes-
sic swung down the hill alone. She
was very happy.
1t was dull winters day, with snow
hanging upon the horizon in thick,
leaden clouds piled up like vast dis
tant mountains. Knee deep" sang on
the wan bough of a wayslde tree.
Jessie shook her hand at him. We've
had snow enough. you little trickster!"
she said.
At the foot of the hill the town be-
gan struggling along to a center of
lively congestion. Jessie's destination
did not lie at the center. though close
to it The house she sought was a
rather isolated. old one on a principal
street, She rang the bell and an ell
derly woman came to the door.
why, how do you do, Jessiel" she
exclaimed. Come right in. Ger
trude's out now. but she'll be back in
a few moments. She'll be so glad to
see you. Take that chair by the radi-
ator, and draw on your coat. Did you
walk DOWN."
Yes, walked" Jessie replied.
Preston was busy and didn't mind,
There's good track all the way"
"Since you went up on the hill to
live I never see you any more" said
Mrs. Bates. 81 was telling Gertrude
so. There! 1 guess that's her step
now on the veranda."
Jessie heard the step and her face
flushed with expectation as she turned
1t toward the door. She had not seen
Gertrude Whitaker in a year, and they
had once been all in all to each 9TH
er. Her heart beat nervously as the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

goodness knows, If only the PATTERN"
She stopped short and stood staring
at her grandmother as though she new
er expected to see her again.
Grandma" she fairly shouted at
last "Grandma! The patterni Why
can't 1 make the pattern7 Paint 1t!
I'm sure l can. and nobody need ever
know the difference. Here's where my
art school training will stand me in
good steadi Get me piece of cali
CO, dear, Quicki" And she ran for her
palette and brushes.
"Herel" cried the old lady, no less
excited than the girl. "Herel" and
she lifted the hem of her voluminous
calico gown. TRY 1t on this!"
Silence reigned. and at the end Of
is minutes Alice held up the hem of
her grandmother's calico house dress.
where in little square space, by the
addition of numerous spots and figures
made by the paint brush in her clever
hands she had transformed the calico
print into an imitation Of tapestry
design that almost defied detection.
"Camoufiage! That's what ] call
it," she declared trimphantly. rising
to her feet. "And quite the proper
thing to do in these times of war and
conservation. Now. Granny dear. If
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

ut was to be great affair. there
was no doubt OF It, All the art
school alumnae were pledged to
do their best to make the Victory pa
rade a success. The men were fur
nishing the money and the girls were
making the costumes.
Excitement ran high in every house
in Deerbridge save one. and there
gloom reigned supreme, although from
the outside no one would have suspect
ted IL. for 1t was a very attractive lit
tie dwelling, situated on the Pike road.
Just where the parade was TO pass in
review before all the town notables.
The white Cottage" It was called,
and there dwelt old Mrs. Palmer. who
was grandma" to all the young folks
of Deerbridge, and her granddaughter,
Alice. Alice Palmer. by dint Of much
hard work and very careful planning
Chow careful was known only to gran
ny and HERSELF, had managed to COM
plete her four years at the art school
only the year before; and no one had
entered more enthusiastically than she
into the plans for the parade-with
her grandmother almost as eager and
fully as willing to help.
But with the "great event only one
week away. Alice came slowly up the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

cheaper and nicer that way. And wa
are SO congenial. We have the best
times. One of the girls plays the uke-
lele and another sings. and If we don't
go out some place we can have a reg
ular concert right there at home. I'm
learning the ukelele, too. It's great
for certain style of music. Oh. Jes-
sie," her tone changed. II wish you
we're there, too. You'd love 1t. know
you would"
"But Jessie Is married. She's hap
pier the way she is" Mrs. Bates said
gently.
Happy on that hill in that desolate
old housed" Gertrude shrugged her
shoulders. 81 don't believe 1t. Are
you, Jessie? Don't you wish some
times you'd give Preston knight up
and gone with me?"
"Yes. do" burst from Jessie. She
did not know why she said it, II was
forced from her to her own astonish-
ment.
had made a mistake. She should new
er have married Preston, How had
she come to do It? There had been
the chance to 60 to New York with
Gertrude and there had been the
chance to marry Preston and live with
him in his old home on the hill. She
had been sorry for Preston His moth
er was dead and he was very lonely.
She had always known him. He loved
her. 1t had seemed to her that New
York was vast uncertainty. but the
old house on the hill and life with
Preston was safe and sure. She had
chosen the thing she was positive of.
And she had not been very sorry for
all the hard work and lack of pleas
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08
By Joella Johnson

scarcely dark enough for . lamp, but
there was one in the kitchen window.
Preston had set II there to cheer her
up the hill. She lifted her head and
began to walk faster. Before she
reached the door she smelled a faint
odor OF frying bacon. She opened the
door and went in.
Preston stood beside the stove trying
to do two things at once-read the
daily paper and turn the sizzling ba-
con. He turned a joyous face toward
her. "Hello. my girl. l thought 1t
was Just about time for you. so was
getting supper" he cried. Take your
things right off and sit down at the
table. Teas all made and everything.
Therei Give me your coat and I'll
shake It out the door. This fs going
10 be a heavy snow. They got 1t in
New York yesterday. was just
reading about Il In the paper. Gee, I'm
glad I'm here and not there-surface
cars all blocked. railroads tied up.
wires down. And worst OF all. 30 many
people out OF work-telephon COM
psny's discharged hundreds. It's hard
times in the city. all right. How'd
you find your friend2
Jessie looked round the low. COM
Portable kitchen. at the storm press
ing at the windows: at her husband.
tall. rugged. with such tender seri-
BUSINESS in his dark eyes as he brushed
her coat and hung 1t up TO dry. She
could not speak, and when she did not
he inquired again in surprise
How'd you say your friend was?"
Suddenly Jessie threw herself into
his arms. .0h. don't call her my
friend she murmured. She's the
worst enemy I ever had"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

door opened and Gertrude entered.
That first glance showed Jessie how
much Gertrude had changed during
the year that she had been working
in the city. She was figure of fash
ion In her handsome brown suit and
toque and tawny furs. She had on a
little veil edged with scallops that
just came to her nose. Through it her
eyes looked large and coquettish.
why, it's-Jessiei" she said.
Yes. it's jessie" Jessie stood up.
She held out her hand. Gertrude
clasped it with her perfectly gloved
fingers. but she did not offer a kiss.
I'm delighted to see you,' she said
perfunctorily. Just excuse me till l
put away my coat and hat"
She left the room. When she came
back and sat down Jessie eyed her
with admiration. Gertrude had caught
the prevailing air of elegant simplici-
ty in dress and it was very becoming.
She looked more like little lady of
leisure than a girl who earned her
own. living as she leaned back in her
chair. critically examining a carefully
manicured nail.
"Well?" inquired Mrs. Bates. What
did you see down street,"
Snow, and then some" Gertrude
smiled "Oh. saw team or two
come to bring the womenfolk to town
to do their Saturdays trading" She
mimicked the local vernacular clev-
erly. "Auntie, l wouldn't come back
to this poky old burg to live for any
thing in the world. ! don't see how i
stood 1t as long as l did. I don't see
how you stand it. AS for you, Jessie,
way up there on the hill-why, it must
feel like you were buried alivei"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08
By Elsie Endicott

Mrs. Merits mind was tumble Of
whirling thoughts.
you wrote me you were in trou-
ble," she accused
II am--worrying over leaving you
the way | did"
"And your husbands going to leave
your
HE is; for business trip through
the West" said Hazel. "And want
you to come and stay with me while
he's gone" Then her young voice
grew soft and tender. "Oh. Mother
Merit. We're bQth so sorry. We didn't
realize what we were doing. 1t seemed
romantic. But Porter's father gave
us both great talking to when he
knew. His mothers dead, you know.
And we planned this trick tonight, be-
cause | knew the best way TO touch
your heart was to make you sorry for
me-"
"Um-m. Perhaps I ought to be-"
suggested her foster mother.
Hazels laugh rang sweetly. I'm
the happiest little wife in the world
now" she declared. "Porter's good as
gold"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

~ 5 she gave her dress one oil
two final pats, Jessie Knight
looked at the reflection OF
herself in the mirror. 1t was an old
fashioned glass with wave in It. and
she had TO tilt II in order to get a
good view Of herself She thought she
looked very nice. Her blue poplin
dress was new and she had waved her
hair becomingly. Her hands, of course.
were better out of sight They had
grown coarse and rough with work
since her marriage. On the left one
shone the tiny spark OF a diamond
guarding her unworn wedding ring.
She loved her rings, for to her they
were symbolic-the one of great JOY,
the other Of a lasting security.
Her hat and coat were not so fresh
as her dress, and they did not match.
sull the coat was warm and she had
always felt that the hat was particu-
larry becoming. She looked In the
glass again and smiled. Certainly Ger
trude would not find her changed.
She locked the door behind her and
slipped the key In the crevice where
Preston could ind it if he came to the
house. He was pitching hay over in
the barn. She could hear the rustic
OF the hay and his spirited whistling.
She ''hoo-hooed" to him, and he came
TO the little hay door In the top of the
barn. pitchfork in hand. and looked
down, at her. He took of his hat and
wiped his forehead on his sleeve.
Cover your head; you'll take cold.'
Jessie commanded
tits summer temperature up here
in the hay. Going to be gone long7"
he inquired.
TIL supper time. probably. Call
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08
The Art Of Cam ouflag G

you'll feel better" And she patted
the shaking shoulders. tenderly. and
held the tear-stained face close to her,
all unmindful of the danger of mussing
the spotless calico.
WELL" said the girl, lifting her
head when the tears had subsidized q
bit, you know, grandma. that our
fioat is to represent Joan Of Arc go
ing before the King and I felt so
proud when they selected me to be
JOAN"
Especially since Will is to be the
King" interrupted grandma, smiling.
Alice blushed-but went on bravely.
well. the men raised enough money
to provide the costumes, but there
were SO many little things needed be-
sides, that each one of the girls vol
unteered to donate one thing at her
own expense, in addition to the work
that she did. Now. my donation was
to be the piece OF tapestry that Is need
ed to hang behind the kings throne
tears threatening to
overflow once more) "and-I just can't
get it-and that's all. You know it's
taken every penny that 1 could spare
of the money I've earned from the art
posters, to pay back whst borrowed
to finish my last year at>school. I've
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

you'll go up to the attic and get me
large piece of calico from the old
chest I'll run down to the library and
get some prints of some of the old
tapestries of the days of Joan of Arc
to copy the pattern from. I'll be back
in half an hour, and when I get
through promise that you'll see a
piece OF wartime camouflage that will
keep the whole town of Deerbridge
guessing.
The King sat majestically upon his
throne, resplendent in his regal robes.
Suspended from the poles behind his
chair hung large curtain of tapestry,
while carpeting the steps that led to
the throne was another piece similar
in workmanship and design.
At the foot of the steps, in cleaning
armor, stood Joan or Arc looking up
at him, and as the beautifully decorat-
ed float passed around the corner of
the Pike road murmur Of approval
went UP from the watchers and round
after round of applause was heard.
Grandma Palmer stood on the YER
anda OF the white Cottage and her
heart swelled with pride at the sight
of her little girl.
"What a gorgeous bit OF tapestry
that was" remarked one of her neigh
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-09-08

path that led to the white Cottage"
one lovely afternoon and flung herself
dejeetedly into the first chair that she
came to.
why dearie. what's the matter?
what's the matter?" said Grandma
Palmer in surprise, coming out of the
kitchen, immaculate as always in her
spotless, old-fashioned. calico print;
for Grandma Palmer scorned all ''this
new-fangled STUFF that they used for
clothes nowadays. Whatever has
happened to you, child?" For it was
most unusual for Alice to act in this
fashion. for IT was her sunny DISPOSE
ton that had helped her to endear her
to everyone in Deerbridge.
What is it?" asked Grandma Palm
er again. has something gone wrong
about the parade?" For answer, Alice
burst into tears.
"I don't see how I can be in the pa
rade at ALL" she sobbed. "and after
I've worked SO hard, and everybody
expects me to do so well-but l can't
II Just can't" and she cried bitter
ly.
"There, there, my dear" said the
old lady. comforting her, you just
have your cry out, and then you tell
grandma all about it. and I know