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The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1922-11-18
Leave it to Lewis.

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Irving Berlin's "Homesick"! Why-it's
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brimful of old and familiar melodies!
Yes, they're all here-"Home, Sweet
Home" my Old Kentucky Home" THE
Girl | Left Behind Me" "Carry Me Back
to Old V~irginny," and Listen to the
Mocking Bird'-with Ted's own private
whistle out-mocking the original bird!
Listen to Ted's say-so about "To-
morrow" his number on the other side.
I'm going to play you a fox-trot,
Tomorrow III play Tomorrow to-day
and hope you'll remember it tomorrow"
We say, if you play Tomorrow to-day,
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too. It's a whizz! Both these splashes
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The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1922-11-18
POPULAR SONGS

loot. loot, Tootsie! Goo Bye).
Al Joisou.
True Blue Sam (Thc Travelling
MANI. Frank CruMrlt.
A-37O5 Use
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1922-11-18

Homesick.
Tomorrow (TH Bo In My Dixie
Home Again.. Nora Bayes.
A-37l1 Use
C%eorgette.
I'm Askin' Yo-Ain't II tho
Truth? Ruth Roye.
A-37l4 75c
II You Don't Believe I Love You.
Look What a Fool I've Been
I Wi.h | Could Shimmy Like My
Sister Kate. Leond Williams
aud Her DiTis Band.
A-3713 Use
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1922-11-18

Where the Bamboo Babies Grow.
I'm Through Shedding Tear.
Over YOU'D. Frank Crumii.
A-3715 75c
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

tending and her woods were the near est to forest she had ever seen.
 Munching at her apple, she wan dered into the woods. Passed the place where she and her friend Ellen played house; passed the place where the rabbits had a nest. passed the pile of boulders and the tiny creek where the family sometimes had a picnic supper. and into the far end of the woods where she seldom went. And then she sat down to finish her apple and cookies and to decide just what she should do next. The winter sun looked so red and beautiful in the west, the oak trees, that keep their leaves most Of the winter looked warm and cheerful and Peggy was thinking what beautiful time she was having and how comfortable she was and what fun playing little Dutch girl was going to be.
 And then, so suddenly that she never knew what had happened, she
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are to hold the top in its place. The should be larger than the screw which should be 1 h" or 1 5z No. IL to allow for the shrinking and swell Ing of the table top without strainink the joint.
 After the table top is fastened on it may be smoothed and sandpapered and the blackboard and shelf for the directory pad and pencil made and fastened on by dowels as at c. In making the stool the work will be very much the same, excepting that the top may be nailed on. as it may be of common boards for the top will be covered with uph olstery.
 The top of the stool may be up- holstered with upholsterers padding or felt of any kind. and covered with leather or any seat covering desired, fastened to the edge of the top with upholsterers tacks which match the color of the covering.
 The table and stool may be stained. shellaced. rubbed lightly with num- Der 0000 sandpaper. and waxed with one of the wax preparations upon the market: this finish replaces the shine of the she1lac with a glint which catches and softly reflects the light.
 Beside adding to the comfort of the seat the upholstered top Of the stool protects the legs of the table when the stool is with drawn, or pushed un- der the able again after using
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sure. If they have some. maybe they Will sell. them to us for enough money to buy real for sure American shoes With. At least we can try It."
 So they went, Peggy and her uncle, and they had a beautiful time. They found the quaint little Dutch village with its charming little houses and one big sure enough windmill And better still, they found the little chil- dren with the same wooden shoes and one little girl. just Peggys size ex- actly. was more than willing to sell her shoes to little girl whose uncle was as generous as Uncle Ed was that day. So the shoes became Peggy's and her costume was complete.
 I wish there was time to tell you all about the play at Peggy's school, and all about the fun they had at re- hearsals and all that. But maybe you've been in play yourself and don't need to be told about that sort of fun.
 But anyway, the play was big suc- cess and everybody said Peggy looked exactly like a really truly little Dutch girl with her hair down her back and her wooden shoes and everything and that she acted very, very well.
 After she came home from school that afternoon, she put her costume away so carefully in a box in her room and thought she was all through using It for long time.
 That's just how little she knew.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

of both pieces should be as square. and the rails of the table should be 12 A and 15a a" long and 8" wide, while the rails of the stool should be g A long, and the same width. These dimensions make no allowance for a mortise joint for it Is intended that the rails shall be joined to the legs by a dowelled joint as indicated at a. with at least three dowels in each joint.
 Tn putting the table and stool to- gether care must be used that the top edge of the rails are kept g little above the tops Of the legs, say 1-16" or less. otherwise the tops of the legs may have to be planed down to the rails. and it is easier to plane the rails to fit the legs. Probably the top will joint should be reinforced with dowels Tn fitting the rails they should be set back from the face of the legs about 3-16" as shown at b. After the top of the legs and rails are fitted to the underside of the table top they may be placed accurately in their relation to each other and fastened by turning the table bottom up and driving screws slantfnelv through the rails into the care must be used that the screws are not driven through the top. Tn prep aration for this, M holes should be bored slantins1y through the top of the rails to receive the scrnvve which
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I'd like to have had some of the girls go with me-" she thought to her self as she stepped into the wooden shoes, "but I want to play get lost like a real story book person and I'm ~'fraid it would be hard to play if other folks were along"
 Down the stairs she went walking as carefully as she could so as not to mar the floors with the wooden shoes. Out in the kitchen she stopped to get an apple and two fresh spice cookies from the lot that were spread so temptingIy on the kitchen table. Peggy loved spice cookies and when they were made, Peggy's mother always left them out on the kitchen table to cool and to let Peggy know that she could help her self. Then she went out the back door, crossed lots through her grand mothers yard op the next street and
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

T> EGGY was to be the little Dutch
 girl in a play in her room at
 school and she had been working berfect. She was to wear a short. ktriped skirt. a plain little tight fitting waist a large bonnet that almost cov- Erred her and, of course-wOOden Bhoes. It had been easy enough to Hx up the skirt and waist; the bonnet, Though queer. wasn't so very hard to make but the wooden shoes-they had been real trouble.
 H "Wooden shoes" her mother ex- flaimed, .T'd just like to know where fou can find wooden shoes! Years kgo we used to see them sometimes on Ahe fancy goods counters in the big flores But not pair have I seen lSfnce the war. I don't believe they lship them over here any more"
 s.But have to have wooden shoesI" Fried Peggy in great distress, T bouldn't be a Dutch girl without khem."
 And it was right there Uncle Ed Fame to the rescue. He remembered That one Sunday when he had driven way out west from the city, he had Passed through a Dutch settlement. And he thought-of course. he wasn't 1eertain sure but he thought he had Been some youngster walking about in lWooden shoes.
 ssLet's drive out there next Sunday" he suggested to Peggy. "and see for
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

ran as hard as he could.
 He ran and ran. a deadly sinking feeling in his stomach. Then he had to tell himself: ''The house is gone tool" The cold was biting at his feet and through his very bones. He turned desperately to the left and ran. This time he ran into something. He felt 1t with his benumbed hands. It was straw.
 "Oh,- now I knowi" he exclaimed. This is that old rick near the barn. Now if I go to the right, I'll reach the barn.
 But he went to the right but there was no barn. The white flakes cut his face and swir1ed around him like mad imps in a dance of triumph. They seemed to cry: Now we've got you!" He remembered stories of people be- ing frozen to death right on their own doorsteps in storms like this. He tried to think calmly, but thinking didn't do any good. ''rd better keep moving. I won't lose heart. I must
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

For no matter what she was doing after that, Peggy kept thinking about that costume under the bed and the wooden shoes. and wishing she could dress up again and be a little Dutch girl-even if there wasn't a play.
 She thought about it so much that one day at noon time, she decided to come home right after school and play that she was a little Dutch girl, and go off in a dark forest.
 Right there Peggy was pretty mixed up. Dutch girls live in Holland and there are no dark and gloomy forests in Holland as Peggy would have learned in the very next grade. Hol- land is a land of sunshine and canals and tiny beautiful little fields are taken care of better than some of our yards. It is way over in Central Flu rope that the dark forests grow, quite a way off from Holland.
 Still, if she had known that, per haps she wouldn't have planned to dress up and play go to the forest and then perhaps-but that's getting ahead of the story.
 On the very next afternoon Peggy ran skipping home from school as early as she possibly could and. in stead of stopping to play with the oth- CT girls, she hurried right into her house and up to her room. She took the costume out of the big wooden dress box that rolled under the bed and put it on.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

She looked around to see who might have done such a dreadful thing and there, standing right up in the foSk of a tree was a wicked looking little gnome-exact1y the sort of wicked gnome who always made trouble in story books. Peggy had always thought that when she came across this gnone in real life she would stand up and talk to him and tell him he ought to be good. But indeed she didn't do that at all
 She shivered back away from him and great tears of fright ran down her cheeks She forgot that she was a little Dutch girl and that she was go- ing out for a brave adventure.
 But before the gnome had time to tell her what wicked things he meant to do when he carried her off to this strange dark place, Peggy heard the cheerful voice of her father calling, Peggy. Peggy! Where are you, dear?"
 She tried twice to speak. but couldn't say a word. But that didn't matter either for her father spied her and came over to her. With him near, Peggy didn't feel SO afraid and when he came close enough to put his arm around her, she said softly, Father. you tell him he mustn't take me away
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courage and he burrowed in and found a stick which he had put there him. self some weeks before. With the stick he made a deep furrow in the snow as he walked to the right of the rick. but when he tried to retrace his steps, the furrow was all covered up. But he went on trying and dug deeper.
 He had been out in the blizzard an hour and a numbness was stealing over him. Some of the pain and cold was sinking away, but he knew that this was the worst sign. He goaded himself on, and shouted for help. First 1t was "Helpi'' Then the grip of the blizzard frightened and he began to call: Jean! Jean!" and then: "Mother!" His father was far away on business trip. and. of course. his mother was in heaven, but she seemed near to him then in that moment of despair.
 His feet were like lead and even his legs did not feel like flesh and bone His knees gave way under him and he Sank down sobbing in the snow How long he lay he did not know, but sud- denly he felt disturbed. He did not want to be disturbed He felt warm
 
 mothers kind arms were around him. Then the next thing he felt was a terrible pain in his feet and hands He opened Shis eyes grooming and found himself in the kitchen of his home.
 Above him knelt Carson and he was rubbing snow on his bare hands and feet.
 You're safe, my boy" said the young man soothingy. You're hands and feet are badly frostbitten so you must let me rub on snow"
 "Where's Jean?'' asked Pat weakly
 She's all right" explained Carson, i've only drove to Smiths because it got so threatening, and Jean tried to phone you after the blizzard started but she couldn't get you, so insisted on coming to see what was wrong. and I'm mighty glad I did"
 Pat sat up and tried to grip his rescuer's hand with his own benumbed one. "I owe you my life" he said. 'I can't thank you enough but I'll always be your faithful friend You're a brick. sir! Wait till see Jean, and I'll tell her what a fine fellow you areI"
 But Carson only smiled and said: That's all right, old man." But he looked as if he would like to say more.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

any morei"
 It was with some difficulty she made her father understand that she was talking about the gnome in the tree, but as soon as he did understand he turned his fashlight on that wicked gnome-and what do you suppose Peggy saw? Nothing but the old syca- more tree by the creek-bare, white and one of her favorite play spots!
 After supper Peggy could laugh at the joke on herself.
 Next time I go off to play forest" she said. I'm going to have some of the girls go along. Then if I have company. I won't think things look so queer."
 That's a good idea" agreed her mother, and next time stay awake and play and come home before dark and then you won't see gnomes where trees are"
 And Peggy promised to remember.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23
By Aoeline M>oS,IvaO

near Old Harry's stall is open." he thought. t'I ought to fasten 1t tight and I'd better water and feed both him and Floss now while the baby's asleep"
 He put on his warm jacket and cap, but not his gloves. His boots were in the barn, but 1t was only a few feet from the house. Whewi When he opened the back door a gust nearly blew him off his feet, and it seemed as if a great angry ogre had thrown bucketful of snow violently in his face. He laughed. though. It was lots of fun. Out into the blizzard he dashed headed straight for the barn. He ought to reach 1t in a minute or two How queer! He certainly ran far enough vet the barn wasn't there.
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through a vacant lot over to the woods.
 You see, Peggy lived in suburb of a great city and it wasn't hard to get to the woods from her house Just cross a few lots, wander through a meadow and there were the woods. not ten minutes from home Of course, woods are not forests Forests have great tall trees that have not been touched for years and years and years Trees that seenato go up as far as a person can see and to make roof most to the sky. And under this roof of trees. Is dim, fairy-like darkness in which most. anything can happen And. of course, everybody knows that mere woods are not that dark and that they are cheerful and lovely to play in But Peggy was good at pre-
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must have fallen asleep. School is pretty long that's true, and when the woods are quiet and pretty and a per son has just had plenty to eat, it's awful easy to go to sleep. as you know.
 And then, just as suddenly as she had gone to sleep. Peggy walked up but oh. such a different woods as 1t wasi The fire red sun was all gone The oak trees that had looked so warm and friendly were dark and solemn looking and the pile of bouid- ers-Pegg looked around for the pile of bou1ders. They weren't there, Nothing was there as it ought to be! Goodnessi
 somebody's picked me up and car ried me awayi" thought Peggy to her self
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23
LIE BLHZzA ARD

EAN,' Pat said, with a reproach- Rt ful look on his face, cit isn't a Af fellows job to look after babies HlnD and I'd just refuse flat. if 1t wasn' t N you that's asking me-"
 Well now. that's real nice,'" replied j nds sister soothingly, as she pinned Ion her veil. 'T hope you'll both be W Food"
 N wouldn't mind some Of the other
 peaux that hang around here" went on Pat, 'but that Carson fellow l cant stand. Little skinny sissy! Be
 lsides he's teacher! I never thought |lvou'd take up with a teacher!" z Jean only laughed.
 sb Wait till you're twenty instead or k Eltwelve, and you'll know lot more N she said Were going to drive |fithrough Longacre Valley and will be
 back very soon."
 Pat waved them goodby from the 1 front window, and noticed what hard time Carson had cranking his Idfvver. It was a very cold day. and
 lJean's cheeks were very pink. Pat Twas fond of his sister, who had been Ia second mother to him and little
 IPau1 since their own mother had died Two years before. He was fond and |lEratefuI but he hated to be left to lrnind the baby.
 '-I'd rather be scared to death than
 
 Turned from the window, and his re- }mark sounded quite fine to him. so lhe said 1t again and even wrote it on Hhe eSGsA of a magazine. asleep and the house very K Iut S still outside too. and the NJ 10 >1low. Rover scratched + 16roT7 when he was let in | l. vibrati,nxiously and parked la my heaared. Pat got rest l. If thrdered ain1essly to lS ,1 row 49R! It was cold! The | .x- tLsfng, and how 1t cut! ~Gee!" exclaimed Pat, as he backed t Into the house. 'T hope Jean will en- | Hoy her ride in that little f1ivver!" E He went down and tended the fur hace, which helped while away a lit- kle time and when he came up again hnd glanced out of the window he saw Ilbn1y whiteness.
 "A blizzard. by goI1yI" he cried.
 flushing to the window. 'Poor Jean! lT hope that poor fish will have sense IXenough to get her to a safe place. |UGuess she'll phone pretty soon. Gee, hope she wi11!'"
 MI He peered anxiously out while Rover whined at his feet. The big |sFflent flakes fell fast, idriven slantwise + by the keen wind and covering every
 landmark. Pat had a horrid feeling S of being buried deep, deep. and cut f off from everybody and everything in 4 The midst of the stifiing whiteness
 Suddenly he thought of their COW,
 Floss, and the old horse. once a favor stte of his mothers and now an old | pensioner of the family. -'The window
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23
THE JUNIOR COOK

strips 2 large sweet mangoes.
 Add to the cooking carrots and cook 5 minutes longer.
 Season with A teaspoonful salt
 Serve at once with melted butter
 This is a very tasty way to use some of the last left overs from a late gar den. Any left over makes a tasty salad the next dav
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23
Help! Helpl

be brave!" he told himself.
 And Jean might be out in the storm tool Perhaps she was trying to Eele- phone him now. He began trudging along head down, hands in pockets Eyes were of no avail, so he shut them to keep the snow out. On he went and suddenly bumped into something. It was the rick again. This gave him
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

'The winds blown me off my course, guess" he muttered. "Or else it's blown the barn away!"
 He stared through the wicked around him, but could see nothing except the snowfiakes. They made him dizzy.
 ''I'd better go back" he thought,
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23
CARROTS WITH PEPPERS

CARROTS WITH PEPPERS Scrap and slice six large carrots. Put on to boil with 1 pint of water As soon as the water is boiling re- duce the heat so that the carrots keep boiling but do not run any risk of boiling dry.
 Cook about 35 minutes.
 Wash and chip into small pieces or
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

@ children know about the family of That with exception. happy the
 And that the the that stayed home For fear that he might somewhere fairy But do know a would That little pig had nothing but adventures all the daya As mother shut the door he would seek Now guess what's happendl If can't I'll tell all week
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

which is used for other purposes. The table and stool shown offer a solution to the trouble, for they are small, easily made. and may be kept in and out of the way corner with the stool pushed underneath when the telephone is not in use; as the table is made with provisions for the dt- rectory. pad and pencil, 1t will be more convenient than if the phone were kept upon a table and these ac- cessorfes had to be sought among a litter of books and magazines.
 The table and stool may be made of oak or any suitable wood, and stained to match the finish of the room or the color of the furniture The legs
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The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

Y M MHILE the telephone Is a nec- Esary adjunct to many homes. s9 often 1t Is an annoyance be-
 ~ cause it is kept upon a table
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-23

EAN." Pat said, with reproach- ful look on his face, cit isn't a
 fellows job to look after babies, O and I'd just refuse fiat. if 1t wasn' t
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