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Evening star., 1922-10-05
Society 80Gi@
Mr.. Charles Potter King of New York and
Boston, Cousin of Mrs. Harding,
Arrives in Washington.

II TR Charles Potter Killing Of
hH New York and Boston. a
cousin of Mrs. Harding,
whom she has frequently
entertained at the White House. Is
making a short visit in Washington
and has put up at the Racquet Club.
to remain while here.
The ambassador of Chile, Senior
Beltran Matthew. will be Joined the
end of this month by Sonora de
Mathieu, who will sail from Europe
Monday. October is. The ambassador
and Sonora de Matthew went abroad
in July and have spent the summer
months in France.
The newly appointed minister OF
Panama to South America. Senor Don
Joseph E. Lefevre, accompanied by
his sister, Senorita Ramona Lefevre,
returned to their apartment at 240O
10th street last evening. SenOrita Le-
fevre arrived in New York aboard the
Majestic from Europe. where she has
spent the summer She will remain
in Washington with her mother'
Sonora de Lefevre, in their apart
ment at 2400 18th street, for the win
ter. Senior Lefevre will leave Wash
ington next week, and will sail Sat
urday, October IA, for Chile.
Evening star., 1922-10-17
The Diary of a Professional Movie Fan
BY GLADYS HALL.

ciaily for the screen. by the way, nor
do they have continuities-the pro-
ducer will take his story, cast it.
shoot It. trusting to its salability
Such being the case. they can't very
well develop talent. Nor can they
create any fan enthusiasm. Pola
Negri is the only star they have actu-
ally developed over there. And Lu-
bitch is the only director. It is sig
bitch are coming here to make pic
lures.
Paris by long odds. When she enters
Paris the city is hersv
Loo. shouid say 1sss Mas
over there are just about the same
as conditions were here ten years
ago. Their stories. their way Of do
ing things, their attitude toward the
hlms-just about as We were ten
years back"
"Of course. their lighting Is very fine.
Their technique Is often excellent.
The Cabinet Of DIR. Calgary for in
stance, was divine mistake. Their
costume pictures are excellent be-
cause they have the right background
they come to modern stun they can't
appeal to us here. Their stories are
too morbid; their types are too
strange. Foreign fllms were a now
city when they first came over. but ]
think that novelty is ALL"
Just room to say that when Con-
stance Talmadge returns from abroad
Miss Loos and Mr.. Emerson are go
ing to the coast with her to do" her
next story. It hasn't been decided on
yet, but Miss Loos says 1t will be a
bit heavier than comedy.
Copyright, 1922
Evening star., 1922-10-17
THE HOUSE OF PERIL
THRILLING MYSTERY STORY
By Louis TRACY.
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Evening star., 1922-10-17
Big Squares Of Velvet for Wraps
BY ANNE n1rrEaHoUsE.

There is a new cape that looks like
q rug. It is great square Of deco
rated fabric, and it might just as
well be on the noor as on ones shoul-,
ders.
The exotic fashionable women who
place such pieces of gorseousness on
their splendid divans Of black velvet
might well pick them up and wear
them out of an evening. Maybe the
ries. when shiverine European women
received visitors and dispensed tea
while they were wrapped like Eski-
mos in whatever handsome quilts
they possessed.
of Paris In his collection. This start
ed the fashion for 1t in America.
The sketch shows it made from an
immense square Of black velvet
heavily embroidered in dull oriental
coloring and banded with black fur.
side is somber. The three colors that
have everything their own way this
season-jade green, renaissance pur-
pie and fuchsia red-are chosen for
Innings. according to the frocks worn
beneath.
There is a unanimous effort this
autumn to line all coats with the
frock fabric, which il hard on the
economical women. Chanel of Paris
emphasized this fashion more than
other dressmakers, and, as she did a
thriving trade with Americans, the
idea must bear fruit among us. Over
colored crepe de chine gowns Chanel
puts black cloth coats, cut like
frocks. and lined with the fabric of
the gown beneath.
White top-coats of ermine, of Sibe-
rian cat, Of coney. are immensely
fashionable. They also are lined with
the color that predominates in the
wardrobe.
If woman wears black or white
gowns, she Is safe in choosing any
bright color for the interior of her
coat; but If she is addicted to the
new colors. she will have a trouble
some time deciding on the lining of
her one wrap. OF course. there are
women who have as many wraps as
gowns, but they are far in the mi
nority and pay no attention whatever
to practical fashions,
The top-coat for day hours has
everything Its own way against the
cape. The dressmakers experience
little trouble in putting that garment
out OF fashion. 1t Is one of the few
revolutions in which they have sue
ceeded this year.
Such coats have long sleeves tight
Evening star., 1922-10-17

"HE other day a happer was
swinging down a road graced
by a very fancy street title.
down the hill below the
Cathedral at ST. Adams. As she swung
along she contemplated her well fit-
ting patent leather pumps with COM
plete satisfaction, in spite Of the
slight veil Of dust that was dimming
their glory. Suddenly a little girl in
a bright cerise sweater skipped gaily
across the road in front of the flap
per and eyed her with all the con-
fdent inquisitiveness Of a pert little
bird. The fapper was forced to halt
a second and, not being particularly
keen on where she was going. she
stopped for a moments chat with the
little girl. Nothing loath to start the
conversation. the little girl began.
'Tve got on pumps, too" she an
nounced, and wiggled her small feet
among the pebbles and stringy grass
at the roadside. s., ?
"why. SO you have responded the!
napper a bit lamely. '"They are lovely
and new. too, aren't theyF
"Yes, just got them today. To-
day is my birthday, and I'm six years
old" responded the willing young con-
versationalist.
"Is it, really? Well isn't that just
lovely" The fapper thought in con-
descending kindness and complac-
ency what a vast difference even a
decade of years made in ones life.
(She forgot. quite naturally. how not
an hour before she herself had en-
joyed a very similar satisfaction over
her own patent leathers.)
And I've got a Lovely birth
day cake" continued the obliging lit
tie girl "It has orange icing all
over it and it's going to have six
perfectly beautiful candles on it. I'm
going to put them on 1t myself
How lovely" echoed the happer.
What color are the candles?"
They're pink" proudly announced
the little girl.
The flapper shivered slightly.
You've got a cold" said the little
girl.
"Yes, I guess I have" agreed the
fiapper. "Well, I must be going now.
Il hope you have many more happy
birthdays"
Evening star., 1922-10-17
SEEN IN THE MARKETS.
~ahhAReA

Fine crisp cabbages at 3 cents a
pound. Even boiled cabbage is de-
licious II well drained after boiling
and served very hot with plenty OF
butter and pepper and salt, or served
with a rich white sauce. 1t Is also
delicious II chopped up raw and put
in a fryingpan with milk to cover and
allowed slowly to simmer until wen
cooked, then placed on hotter part
Of the stove to dry somewhat ana
brown.
Savory stuffed cabbage-Detach
twelve sound leaves from good
sized cabbage, plunge them in two
quarts of boiling water with one tea
spoonful Of salt. boil for hfteen MIN
utes and drain on a sieve. Lay them
on a board and trim each lear into
three-inch squares. spreading the
trimmings over the main leaves; then
sprinkle q teaspoonful of salt and half
a teaspoon of pepper evenly over
them. Place in a bowl eight skinned
sausages with half teaspoon OF
chopped parsley. two tablespoonttui,s
of bread crumbs, three saltspoonfuis
Of salt, some pepper. a little nutmeg
and one egg yolk. Mix well ana
evenly divide this mixture in the CEN
ter of the leaves and fold up: Press
into q firm, round shape. Place on
eills Of white broth, lightly baste the
surface with q little melted butter,
cover with !, buttered paper. place
in the oven 70. thirty minutes. re-
move and serve.
Il is q good plan to make guam
tity of this white broth. which Is
good to serve with other vegetable
dishes as well as with this cabbage
dish. It is delicious used on rice and
hofniny. To make this white broth,
place ON the fire in q large pan three
hounds of veal bones and any scraps
Of veal or remnants Of raw beef or
bones that you have on hand. ~ weil
as scraps Of raw poultry. Pour IN
fiye gallons Of cold water, let come
to a boil, then carefully skim ON
every particle Of the scum. Add four
medium, whole peeled carrots. two
small whole peeled turnips, two peel
ed onions, one parsley root, three
lacks and two stalks of celery. Cover
the pan and let slowly boil for four
hours. Then strain through q cheese
cloth into q stone jar and put in
cool place. When thoroughly cooled
off. place 1t in the Ice box and use
as required. When nearly used up.
renew the preparation. You can re-
fiuce or increase the quantity by using
tie same proportion of ingredients.
Evening star., 1922-10-17

They're really twice as sensible and
efficient as the youngsters"
That's pretty theory. but. un-
ing. Strengthening process, but it
isn't-not for the rank and file. In
stead of making them more sensible.
it usually befuddles what little sense
they started with. Instead of respon-
sibility putting them on their mettle.
it generally makes them heavy and
discouraged-stale in the morning
and stupid by night. You can't get
profitable work out of people like
that"
novelist hsfe o se asaa CRIED %o4H sie
think Of the people themselves
ITS just because the employers do
think of the people at large that they
can't afford to employ incompetents.
and rising prices. You. might help
John Smiths five children by employ
ing him. but you'd make life harder
for 500 or 5000 other children"
And yet. if you'd give John Jones
a start so he could get his little place
in the country. he'd prove self-sup-
porting and become a valuable citi-
zen. Are you only going to look at
the dollars? Doesn't the salvaging of
human life count: Doesn't character
Surely it counts. and some one
ought to protect it and capitalize It.
Some one-the government, perhaps
ought to see that John Jones gets his
farm and that Widow Brown doesn't
starve because young Mary Ann has
taken her job. But the employer can't
do 1t. Don't you see that he can't?'
But the novelist didn't see and
they're still arguing. What do you
think about 1t? Write and tell me,
won't you? I'd like to print some of
your answers In this space for the
world to null over.
Copyright, 1927
Evening star., 1922-10-17
The Wife Who Wouldn't
Settle Down!
A Sequel to ssBrides Will Be Brides"
By Lucille Yam Slyke

in time to save him from Blaisdelrs
justifable wrath. There was just the
fainte hint OF mockery in mel eyes
as she spoke deferentially to the n IN
toms of broken heart-indeed, the
entire staff knew them. and found
this particular case much more IN
teresting than any that was actuaiiy
written on the records. She tripped
sweetly away to find out about the
patient in So. And the inferno went
on looking for spots to make commas
after having politely indicated a
bench whereon Mr.. Blaisdell and Mrs.
Lindsay might sit If they 50 chose. ,
Which, Of course. they didn't. AND
by and by ths pronat,i0nelh .,Hn ,hat tRpse fSeTe
was no patient in room 81, because
that patient was still on the oper-
ating table. II
as that patient DR.. Lanes pa
tient?" demanded the white haired man.
'I really couldn't say, sir" said the
It was Merriam, whose quick eyes
had spied a familiar figure at the
end of the corridor. who dashed to
Thorne's rescue. She ran down the
hallway to grasp at a nurses shoul-
der, a nurse whom she remembered
as having been particularly pleasant
years before.
I'VE are simply distracted because
we can't seem to find out anything.
She poured a low-soiced flood OF eS-
planation at the woman.
And that kindly soul, putting a
steadying hand on the girls arm, led
her around the corner of the corridor.
II was really looking for YOU, she
said. do you suppose there fs any
way you could keep Mr.. Blaisdell
away from here for a little while
longer? It's Mrs. Blaisdell who Is on
the operating table. Things haven't
gone at all as DR.. Lane anticipated.
we thought 1t would be a simple
operation; we expected II would be
over in about twenty minutes. and
Mrs. Blaisdell didn't want Mr.. Blais-
dell to know about 1t until it was
ali over and she was nicely out from
ether and, as she expressed 1t, all
comfy for the night. But there were
complications and things didn't go
well, And we were very late start
ing, And"-her voice faltered-"she's
been on the table now nearly two
hours But we think she's coming
afraid; she Just was worried about
troubling him and that he had been
having a lot of worries. So, II you
could keep him somewhere for
another half hour OF So
"Oh, oh" walled Merriam. Poor
Nan! And how can I tell him? And
what can do?'
Don't tell him il you can help it,
advised the nurse.
Copyright. 1927
E Continued in tomorrow's STAR,
Evening star., 1922-10-17
Bowser Is Led Away.
BY THORNTON w. BURGESS
When grins Fox at you. beware.
And watch your steps with extra care.
-Royxaer tho Houud.

When grins q Fox at you. beware.
And watch your steps with extra care.
-Bowser the Hound.
Bowser the Hound was very well
g tisfied with himself. He had sur
u .sed young fox close to his mas
r.-'s henyard and had forced it to
Ltck of the henhouse. Then he had
barked until Mrs. Brown had come
eat to see what the matter was. She
I'd discovered the young Fox In the
barrel, turned the barrel up on end,
pat q board over the hole in the top
md a stone on the board to keep it
in place. Then she had left Bowser
to keep guard of their prisoner until
his master should come home.
Bowser had watched what his mis-
rress had done and had. understood
erfectly what 1t meant He knew
ihat Fox couldn't get out of that
barrel. So imagine how surprised
Howser was when he heard q little
noise back of him and turned to see
Il Fox sitting there, grinning at him.
lie couldn't believe it. You see. it
didn't occur to him at first that this
might be another Fox. For a moment
lie was too astonished to do anything
more than stare.
Reddy Fox-for. of course. that Is
who 1t was-didn't move. He just
sat there. grinning in the most ,impu-
dent manner. This was more than
Bowser could stand. Bowser sprang
forward, and, like a red flash. away
went Reddy. Instantly Bowser was
after him, with his nose to the ground,
and his great voice went rolling
across the Green Meadows and
through the Green Forest He for
got all about the barrel. He forgot
all about everything excepting the
chase of this Fox.
Reddy took great pains not to run
too fast. He wanted to make sure
that Bowser would follow him. He
ran only fast enough to keep just
ahead. right in plain sight.
Over through the Old Orchard to
the edge of the Green Forest ran
Reddy. with Bowser at his heels.
Then he ran along a road on the edge
OF the Green Forest, and finally
turned into it. But he didn't go far.
He kept running in little circles and
lodging this way and that way. You
see, Reddy didn't want to get far
away from Farmer Browns He want
ed to be near enough to know if
Mrs. Reddy should succeed In setting
Tree the young Fox who was a pris-
Evening star., 1922-10-17

Cabinet pudding il q good custard
dssssrt that can be made In the morn
ing, chilled and served for dinner.
Cut some slices Of bread one-half an
inch thick to At q mold. Fiji the
mold with alternate layers Of bread
and chopped, drained pineapple. either
fresh or canned. Pour In custard
mixture made Of one pint ef milk.
the yolks Of three eggs and three
tablespoonfuls OF sugar. Set the
mold in q pan Of water and bake In .
slow oven for ono hour or until the
custar6 10 set. Serve with few
shredded almonds and q sauce made
OF the Juice OF the Spuit diluted and
than sWeetsned AnA naseesd
Evening star., 1922-10-17
A. EMERSON Loos.
JOHN EMERSON.

and they had gone a-studio-seeing
and a-star-gazing in all of these
places.
Incidentally, small Miss Loos ate
mammoth sausages and pancakes for
luncheon and big Mr.. Emerson con-
fined himself to corn flakes and
cream. I suggest these items to you
as possible brain foods il you are
thinking of going in for writing
scenarios. They seem to have worked
well with the firm of Emerson & Loos.
what are things like over there?'
/ wanted to know. Have they any
stars, male or female? Which star
of ours is the most popular? Do
their prayers get huge salaries?
What sort of stories do they go In
for? Do they
"They were simply charming to u"
chorused Miss Loos and Mr.. Elmer
son.
"Of course. OF course: But do
''They are too poor over there for
us to make any criticism of the way
they do things" said Mr.. Emerson.
.s1t wouldn't be fair. They simply
haven't the money to go in for pro-
ductions as we do here. They dom I
keep studios equipped and running.
Our Paramount studio Is the best they
had in Paris. They don't keep stars
on salaries. large or otherwise. They
can't anord to.
ut. is q sort of free-Iance PROPOSE
tion. A producer takes q story-and
thsX don't have stories written espe-
Evening star., 1922-10-17

he saw Reddy just a little distance
ahead of him. Then he would try to
run faster.
So in and out among the trees Of
the Green Forest. never very far from
the edge of 1t, Reddy Fox led Bowser
the Hound. And all the time, quite
unguarded over back of the hem
house, stood the barrel in which the
young Fox was a prisoner. OF course.
the young Fox heard Bowser's voice
in the distance. and he knew that
Bowser was no longer on guard. But
this knowledge did him no good, for
there was no way of getting out Of
that barrel. and he was as hopeless
as ever
Mrs Brown. over in Farmer Browns
house, heard Bowser start out after
Reddy. and at once she suspected that
somehow that young Fox had got out
of the barrel and that Bowser was
chasing him. Well" said she, II
thought l had that sly rascal fixed SO
that he couldn't get away. 1t is
useless for me to go out there. for
there's nothing l can do" So Mrs.
Brown went about her work.
Copyright, 1922. by T. W. Burgess.)
Evening star., 1922-10-17

TINE inferno on the night desk
at Gliding Hospital was young
and bored-looking and Off
cious. But under his blase
pose was concealed a broken heart.
destined to be broken many, many
times; for he was a most susceptible
inferno. and hospitals are full Of
heart-breaking contrivances. But
right now it was broken for the first
time. So his manner that evening
was what his arch enemy-the elevator
man-called it ''narsty."
He barely looked up when Thorne
Blaisdell. with Merriam Lindsay at
his heels, entered the vestibule doors.
In fact, he glanced hastily out of the
window, where he got a fine view Of
Thorne Blaisdelrs impressive looking
Limousine and equally impressive
looking chauffeur. They were just
the sort of limousine and chauffeur
that inevitably belonged to white
haired man in perfect dinner clothes.
look at them. He was "agin" all
malefactors of great wealth. For
that very morning the prettiest nurse
of alf-the one on whom his soon
to-be- broken heart had set ttself-had
been married to- an elderly patient
who possessed motor cars and dinner
coats and chauffeurs.
So the inferno pretended to be very
busy with q bookkeeping arrange
ment of some sort and bent over It
to insert an inflnitesimal comma at q
spot where no comma at all was
glanced up at Thorne Blaisdell.
win you please find out for me
something about the patient in room
81 at once? am Thorne Blaisdell.
Mrs. 'Blaisdell requested me to be
here at 9 o'clock"
tndistinguishable that might or might
not have been polite. He languidly
pushed button at the side OF his
desk and went on studying his chart.
The small, bronze-haired person
suddenly sick with anxiety. She
reached out her hand and slipped it
through her old friends arm. = She
looked very tiny wrapped In her soft.
white, knitted cape. And, for all
that she forced herself to stand there
ing emotions. She was thinking Of
score Of entirely irreleyaAt things.
but through them all raced ine
thoughts Of the time when she, too,
had been patient in this same hos
plt6l-a QrOuo anu n&ppy pAIlenI
with two wee babies, awaiting the
arrival Of an excited young husband
who was going to be gorgeously sur
pri.ed. Her throat contracted sud
denly.
what II John were sick or hurt!
Perhaps Nan had found him and
brought him here. Perhaps he was
too badly hurt or too Ill for any one
to see. Perhaps Nan was trying to
break that kind Of news TO her.
She tugged impatiently at Blais-
dell's sleeve.
Uncle Thorne, mightn't this be .
good idea--to find out II DR.. Lane
Is here? II he were, he'd tell us. He
wouldn't keep US, waiting.
Biaisdell was really getting as
nervous as Merriam was. He raped
peremptorily on the desk 4
Young man, will you please ma
out II DR.. Lane IL In the hospital
The inferno looked up coldly. He
knew perfectly we'll that DR.. lane
was In the hospital, but he asked.
most 5formaliy: ~ 4 g
sDo you waut to iind out about the
patient In 81 or do you want Ine 20
md DR.. Lane for you Arst
A pert little Dr0bat atiouer tripped NJ
Evening star., 1922-10-17
REnTTME CTNRVES BY Thornton
I'LL A1NAL1 OAOAO W. Burgess.

pner. Il would be time enough later
to lead Bowser far away ard then
break the trail.
Never had Bowser enjoyed q chase
more, for never had he had 80 easy
a trail to follow. He didn't UNDER
stand 1t at all. for not once did that
Fox try to play a trick on him. Not
once did he have to hunt about for
that trail. The scent lay strong mad
easy to follow all the time. Time and
again when he lifted his head to bay