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The Washington times., 1923-08-18

like those awful progressive
euchre parties in Bolton and that
sort Of thing?
Hidden Thoughts
isabelle came into the room
now. floor brush and cleaning
cloths in hand. She was surprised
to- find her mistress still before
her dressing table at half past
ten In the morning. To herself
she made the comment, not by
any means for the first time.
well. the. good God certainly
never created q Iazier good-for-
nothing" Aloud she said respec-
fully, 81 beg Madame's pardon
for not knocking. / thought the
room was empty. Do ] disturb
Madame by coming to clean?"
Madame got up hastily, muir
INJURED q mo, oh no. and dis
appeared down the hall. Isabelle
opened the windows, fell on her
knees and set to work with en-
ergy, suppressing ,Qest her mis-
tress still BE- within ear-shoO the
lively dance-air which came to
her lips. AZ she ratified the brush
against the furniture and base-
boards. She would be ninteen at
her next birthday. What o lovely
spring day, how sweet the air
was, Jeanne had promised to let
her walk out beyond the city
walls next Sunday afternoon with
Pierre. and she had q new pair
Of shoes, real leather shoes, to
show off there. Perhaps Pierre
would take her TO q confiserte
and buy her some candied chest
nutsl Her pulse beat strong and
full, the dance-tune jigged merrily
inside her head she reached far
under the bed with her brush.
ana enjoyed 90 heartily the elastic
stretch and recoil Of the muscles
N her stout shoulders, that she
reached again and again, although
there was no need for It. "Jigg!
Jiggl Pr-E-rtr' went the dance
tune In her head -. new shoes
49,. sunshine =. candied
chestnuts Pierre
kisses.
Her mistress, detesting the
sight Of Isabelle's broad vacuous
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YOUR BEAUTY
THE CARE OF THE NECK AND CHIN

and, judging by its coarse, wrin-
killed. appearance. naturally con.
sidered her age, then discovered
when, she turned toward you that
her face was quite young?
1t is unfortunate that many a
woman who conscientiously cares
for her complexion leaves her
neck out of her beauty treat.
ments, with the result that it's
wrinkles and coarse skin show
the more conspicuously because
her face ie blooming.
In addition - washing your
neck thoroughly with soap and
water twice a day. you should
cleanse it with a nourishing cold
cream two or three times a week.
For wrinkles, wherever they an
starved skin tissues.
Here is nourishing cold
cream which you can easily pre-.
pare at home. Pat it into your
neck occasionally and the wrin-
kles should gradually disappear,
leaving your skin smooth and
clear.
Oil of sweet almonds, 500
grams; spermacel, 500 grams:
white wax, 100 grams; rose
water, 30 grams.
Melt these ingredients together
in a small pan immersed in hot
water. Add the rosewater drop
by drop as you stir.
Pour the cream into a stone or
china jar to cool. When it is
nearly cold. it is q good idea to
stir in a drop or two of the per-
fume you like best. You will
then feel that it IL your own
cold cream.
Leave this skin food on your
neck about half an hour, then
wipe it gently off 80 that the
pores Of your skin can breathe in
fresh air all night.
You will be delighted with the
improved appearance Of your
neck I'm a short time. It is not
necessary to become wrinkled as
soon as the early years of youth
pass.
And this truth applies to your
chin and neck az we'll as to your
face.
MARIA JERITZA.
Copyright 1929. by Premier syndi-
cate. Inc.
Gold cream facts every woman
ought to know In Fridays ar.
ticIe.)
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CHAPTER XVI.

Flora Allen found she was not
following the words on the page,
and let the book slowly fall shut.
AS it lay there among here. hair
brushes and cold cream pots, she
looked at It with q listless distaste.
How sick she was Of reading in.
structive books! She never wanted
to see another! She turned side
ways In her chair and with the
gesture Of person about to stand
up, but the motive power was not
enough. and she continued to sit,
one arm hanging over the back of
her chair. Why get up? Why do
anything more than anything else?
How horribly lonely she was!
How horribly empty her room was!
The emptiness echoed in her
ears. She always heard It more or
less. She told herself 1t was like
the emptiness OF long stone corri-
dor along which she seemed to be
hurrying, hoping to come to
door that would let her out into
life-the warm, quivering life that
other people-women In books for
instance-seemed to have.
Now she was tired. She had
almost worn herself out In the
long flight down the empty pas.
sage.way that led from birth to
death. She began dreadfully to
fear that abe would never find a
door. Wherever she thought she
saw one ajar, It was slammed In
her face.
Looking back, how she envied
her earlier rebellious unhappy self,
bright with the animation Of her
naive hatred for Bolton and Ameri->
ca: quivering with her aspiring
cry Of Europe" and Culture"
She had been married almost six
teen years-was It possible! A
lifetime! A lifetime filled with
nothing. A lifetime spent between
Bolton and Bayonne! Oh. 1t wasn't
fair! She had never had a chance
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XIII ONT NOVEL, I shouted
to Bobby, as saw him
%rxyIno 70 oro xxyl d0Wn

KIN ONT MOVE" shouted
to Bobby, as saw him
trying to crawl down
an icy cliff up which he had
clambered.
1t was impossible for him to
come down the way he had gone
up, and the only other way for
him to get down was on the slip
perry side Of very steep incline
which ended sharply at ledge
overhanging a ravine.
If there had been any trees or
lodges or rough places In the
snow, 1t would have been safe for
him to try it. But the hill formed
a perfect toboggan- slide, and If
Bobby had made an attempt to
come down he would have slid
into space and crashed into that
icy ravine.
l didn't know what to do, but
shouted again:
Don't move, Bobby, my boy!
Stay right where you are. I'll
help your
AS 1t happened, 1t wasn't who
helped Bobby. 1t was through
Bunny that a safe way was made
for Bobby to get down the hill.
At this moment Bunny, who
was hopping nervously about.
started to dig in the snow.
Suddenly, as he was burrowing,
he stood stock still, rose up on
his hind legs and wiggled his ears
excitedly.
No wonder he did, for the
great mound of snow rose up and
there standing, as white as the
snow around her, was q huge
mother polar bear and by her side
was a baby polar bear that looked
for all the world like the ones
you buy on wheels in the toy
shops.
Mrs. Polar Bear had been buried
In her snowy bed all winter,
while Mr.. Polar Bear was living
out in the open doing the best
he could eating walruses and
trying to keep warm. AS it hap
pened, this was the day he was
coming back to see his wife, and
she had a wonderful surprise for
him because she had a new baby
to show him.
Don't be frightened" Foxy
Grandpa" Bunny said as Mr..
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the sun.
This II the natural law. We
may not disregard or violate It
without in some way paying the
penalty. Thus the article Of diet
richest In calories IL butter. for
which reason It is the winter fuel
food Of the northern Norwegians
and swedes.
For the same reason only Iittle
butter fat IL required in sum-
mer.
All the meats-especially pork,
beef, mutton-are rich heat pro-
ducers, and are consequently but
little needed In summer.
An additional reason for re-
ducing them to the minimum IL
the fact that, especially in the
summer, they favor putrefactive
changes in the intestines.
White bread, corn bread and
oatmeal, corn mush and sugar,
have rather high calorie values
are consequently rated as 'heat-
ing'' food and, therefore, may
well be taken in reduced quanti-
ties during warm weather.
Among the articles Of diet hav-
ing low calorie values and con-
sequently favorable for summer
use, are eggs, smoked ham. all
fresh fish, milk, fresh vegetables,
including potatoes and all ripe
fruits.
The observance Of these gen.
eral rules, while adding to the
comfort Of all healthy persons,
is a matter Of very great impor-
lance to many in advanced life.
Tomorrow: How the Rat Carries
BubOuic Plague)
Copyright, 1923. King Features
Syndicate, 1nc.)
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She was reduced to envying the
exciting life Of the women OF the
demi-mode OF whom she was aware
here as never before in her life,
of whom everybody was conscious.
It was indeed precisely to avoid
resembling their bright colors md
Raiety that all the appallingiy re-
spectacle women wore such ILL
fitting dark clothes and heavy
shoes on the street. never broke
their solemn silence In Q public
place. Ind never laughed freely
anywhere except safe behind walls.
They women they were 20 deter
mined not to resemble seemed
from q distance to Flora Allen
the only people In France who
openly enjoyed life az she thought
people in Europe did. the only ones
who bore the slightest relation
ship to the vivacious, animated
picture Of European existence ~
she had imagined It In Bolton. Ex-
cept, Of course, such dusty, vulgar,
excursion train crowds Of common
people az you saw In Lcurdes.
Flora hated vulgar people.
And yet-ugh!-life couldn't be
all gaiety and brightness for the
women Of the "Ealf.worid." That
evening last year. when she had
tried to tighten the deadly dull
ness by q little, playful Irritation
with M. Fortier, such an any
American man would have an
swered by half-sentimental banter
she had never forgotten how
frightened she had been by his
instant Observation-Disclosures hor-
rible spring he had made at her
In the duck of the carriage; his
brutal hands on her shoulders, his
flabby old face suddenly inflamed;
the terrifying weight Of his obese
badly against her hands 81 she
pushed him furiously awayi
For months afterwards she had
been afraid to smile at any man.
as she said good evening" and
she read In their eyes, in all
their eyes, what they would think
Of her IL she but looked sQuarely
and frankly at them.
But wasn't there ever to. be
anything for her, between, the
deadly flat propriety Of things
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THE RHYMING
OPTIMIST
BY AIine Michaelis-
The Bees Song

~ UMMER wanders through
- the hours like a gracious
~ queen, trailing through the
leafy bowers robes Of emerald
green. Where her tender steps
are falling yellow daisies grow,
and the brooks are softly calling,
laughing as they go. Song on
every side IL ringing, song from
wood and plain; every passing
breeze is flinging out the merry
strain. Hear it from the field
and thicket, from the dell and
hill; CHEEKY droning Of the
cricket. plaintive whip-poor-will
Bronze and golden bees go wing
ing through my garden-plot. to
the flowers softly singing in this
perfumed spot. Every bee a gal
liant rover, tickle, daring, bold;
telling lily, rose and clover stories
strange, yet old. For they whisper
to the flowers of a time Of gloom
when the winds will strip their
bowers Of the fragrant bloom.
When the roses shall lie shattered,
barred each glowing heart; when,
with all her glories scattered,
Summer will depart. Stately lilies
bend to listen, shiver as with
fears on the roses dew-drops
glisten, with a CLEAN like tears.
This the song the bees are hum
ming: "Give your treasures up,
barren winter days are coming,
lift your perfumed cup! will
mint in golden honey memories
of your bliss, of these hours sweet
and sunny, Of your scented kiss.
Summer days will soon be over,
bud and bloom no more; give your
sweets, o rose and clover, for my
boarded store. Winter gardens
are but chilly. given your sweets
to me-" so to violet and lily sings
the bandit bee.
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Why the Marriage Of the Principal Characters of Es Novel
Was Able to Stand the Test Is Related In
s" Captivating Manner

face, had walked ainnlessly away,
anywhere to escape the siat-
ternly Zap Of her heelless san
dals, and the knock OF her brush
a. she went through the never
varying routine OF the morning
cleaning. Around and around,
every slow dawn brought exactly
the same sequence Of tiregome,
insignificant events. Only stolid,
vegetable natures Ike Isabelle's
could endure It. F7ora's small. thin
white hands fIuttered piteously
out into the air as though try
ing physically to lay hold on
something else. There must be
something else. The tears stood
for q moment In her blue eyes,
not 30 blue now az they had been
oh, she knew how they were
fading!
Undecided
She went through the corridor
into the salon, and pulling the
curtains aside, stepped into the
alcove where her writing desk
stood. But she had no intention
Of writing q letter. TO whomf II
she wrote what she really felt,
there was nobody to understand
her. She did not now, as had
been her habit In the first days,
20 to the window and amuse an
idle hour by looking down on
the crowd below, the OK drivers.
the fish women, the soldiers. the
Spanish peddlers, all the bright
colored, foreign throng that had
seemed to her like q page out
Of q book. Not for nothing had
she lived four years In Bayonne!
That first simple cand6r of hers
was darlkly dyed with new knowl-
edge. She knew now that people
talked about q woman stfll young
enough to be desirable, who
showed herself at an open window.
She knew they talked, and she
knew what they said. That hear
say knowledge had been sharp
ened by her gradual perception
Of the way certain men among
the. passers-by had looked up at
her; and It had been driven deeply
homo one day, by one OF those
men.
. CTo Be Continued Monday
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MRS GEORGES It's because everybody knows that when
she starting but when
marries he merely taking domestic pet something
to be proud Of cursed according to MS mood doesn
much before, the
only difference being that instead Of living with his family
in apartment, he has house-and q housekeeper.
MR. GEORGE: All that very superficial In fact,
suspect it's something different It's acknowledgment of the
live irregular lives while few pnsers
It's actually sort Of ghouish rejoicing the ansOr
nation Of maiden into wife, The get sort Of second
hand excitement out Of IT, while the all their
old emotions they're married. their future
If they're wedding reception is nothing but
removed and that's why it's repulve
MRS. GEORGE This the first time I've heard weddings
called repusive If that's what think of the wonder
condescended to participate in mine Do think would
be marry? What's the matter with
that you're real hypocre for what object the
fact, but the publicity.
Copyright y Kins syndicate 1no,
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HOW BIG BEARS NON-SKLD FEET SAVED BOBBY

Polar Bear came around the cor
ner Of large spur Of ice to
meet Mrs. Polar Bear.
Whether 1t was because they
were 80 pleased over their fam
lily reunion, or whether Bunny
talked to them and told them Of
Bobby's plight, I can't tell you,
but I do know that something
extraordinary happened.
After MIR. Polar Bear and Mrs.
Polar Bear had rubbed noses and
shifted his baby affectionately,
what did Mr.. Polar Bear do but
start straight up the steep hill
toward Bobby. held my breath.
The huge animal had no trouble
in getting a foothold on the slip
perry snow because he had hair
growing all over his great paws
which kept him from slipping just
as the chains on automobile tires
keep motor cars from skidding.
With each step, the weight Of mis-
powerful body would force his
great big paws through the snow,
and as he went up the hill, he
made a regular staircase.
Up and up he went until he
reached Bobby-who was terri
fled. But Mr.. Polar Bear never
touched him. He turned right
around and came down.
Nov Bobby can come down"
shouted Bunny.
And Bobby did. Carefully, he
put each foot in the steps that
Mr.. Polar Bear had made and
when I had him safe in my arms
+ Rugged him so tight he could
hardly breathe.
How greatful we were that Mr.
Polar Bear was in such good
humor on that bitter day in the
land Of ice and snow!
(Another Fine Story Monday
{CopyriKht, 1923, by International
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thing to look back on. But she had
nothing but stagnation. And mo-
body to care what she had, be-
cause they all assumed that IL saw
dust and chips were good enough
for them. that diet ought to be.
good enough for anyone.
The days, that might be % pre-
cious, slid by, one like another,
ana there were not 90 very many
days left TO her, when vivid per-
sonal life might be possible. Where
was she to find 1t, where, where?
She was 90 tired Of .staguation.
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By MARIA JERITZA,

The Famous Prima Donna Of the
Metropolitan Opera Company
and One Of the Most Beauti-
full Women Of the Day.
A woMAN's neck and chin
"a may be compared with the
"A stem Of q flower. You
know how essential its support
ing stem is to the grace Of the
flower.
The neck and chin should give
firm support to the head. Where
the neck droops there can be no
grace Of carriage and also circu.
lation is likely to become 30 i'm
peded by the dropping posture
that complexion. eyes and hair
suffer.
There 10 no necessity for an
awkward, dropping neck. Correct
carriage il merely a matter Of
habit, straightforward thinking
and normally good health.
Eat plenty Of nourishing food,
sleep nightly your eight or nine
hours In q well-ventilated room
and exercise out of doors. Swim.
ming IL an especially valuable
aid to graceful carriage Of the
neck.
A firm, graceful contour of the
chin usually resalts from correct
carriage Of the neck. while droop.
ing 1t carelessly will, in all prob
ability, cause flabby double
chin.
Second only to correct carriage
comes q delicate, rose-leaf skin
as q factor in loneliness of the
neck and chin.
Have you ever noticed the back
or side view of q woman's neck
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Christian" every word under
lined in ink.
Crime and punishment grow
out of one stem. Punishment Is
fruit that unsupported rip
ems within the flower OF
pleasure which concealed it." On
the margin the note was, True,
think Of e. B." wonder who
e. B. was" thought Neale. ''but
the old mans right"
Bully.
All, this is bullyl life itself
is a bubble and q skepticism. and
q sleep within q sleep. Grant 1t,
and as much more as they will
=" but thou, Gods darling.
heed thy private dream; thou
wilt not be missed in the scorning
and skepticism; there are enough
of them. ., ."
Why. this was not marked!
The old man must have been
asleep at the switch.
Neale stopped turning the pages
and jumping FRI m one marked
passage to another. He began t"
read for himself, q deep vibration
within answering the organ-note
which throbbed ur at him out of
the page.
''This;" he said to himself, after
q long, absorbed silence, ''this IL
my meat"
Own Language.
There was O good place on top
Of the plate-beam Of the mill,
dry and safe One morning before
Grandfather and 81 came down
to work, Neale climbed up t.
this. busted It clean OF the litter
Of century or more and put the
three volumes there. Whenever
the water got low, and the mill
shut down, and 81 went off to oil
the harness and Grandfather to
have O visit with Grandmother in
the kitchen, Neale clamhered ur
and clinging with one hand,
reached in and took out o vol
ume any one Of the three.
From there to the top OF the
highest lumber pile outside, in the
clean sunlight.
The pungent smell Of the newly
sawed wood, the purifying wind,
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HOUSEHOLD
HINTS

Scratches on furniture are I'm
proved If rubbed with rag dipped
in a mixture OF vinegar and
paraffin.
Crumbs soaked in milk or
stock are excellent Temptations for
various mixtures to be employed
as filings for pastry patties or in
buildings.
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By Dorothy Garfield.
Whose Novel, ''The Brimming Cups"
Achieved Popularity Through
out the Country.

out the Country.
" OR the first time In his life
it occurred to Neale that
his father had not always
been a father and q successful.
conservative business man OF
forty-something, but that long,
long ago he had also been q
person.
A Person.
The idea made Neale feel very
shy and queer as though through
the pages over. What else had
book he were spying on the priv
acy Of that transporting person.
But all the same, it was too
arrange that Father should have
what else had he marked?
Intensely curious. Neale turned
the pages over. What eide had
struck the fancy of that young
man. 50 many years ago, before
he dreamed that he was to be q
business man and q father. It was
Ike locking straight into some
ones heart; the first time Neale
had ever dreamed Of such a
thing.
There they were, those glimpses
Of what had fed his fathers spirit.
Neale read them because they
were marked. Some he understood,
others he only felt.
I'm every work of genius we
recognize our own rejected
thoughts; they come back to US
with q certain alienated majesty"
There Is a time in every mans
education when he arrives at the
conviction that he must take him
self for better. for worse, as his
portion; that though the wide
universe IL full Of good, one kernel
Of nourishing corn can come to
him but through his toll bestowed
on that plot OF ground which is
given to him TO IT'LL"
Shy and Queer.
Life only avails. not having
lived" Good enough!
For every stole was q stole,
but in Christendon. where IL the
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The Story of Two Young People Who We're Destined fOr
Each Other, Though Every Influence Seemed
To Keep Them Apart

wide space about him, solitude,
silence, and this deep, strong
voice. purifying, untroubled, speak
ing to him in a language which
was his own. although he had
not known It. :
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TOHN LA FARCE, who died in
- in 1910, was our first great
stained glass artist. He not only
had q remarkable color sense
combined with his artistic gift,
but experimental successfully in
the manufacture and designing
of stained glass.
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Place a small portion Of alcohol
in a dish: carefully dip in the
stained line or whatever it may
be; wiring out and dry. Do not
wet with water. For spots on
table oilcloth. moisten a cloth with
alcohol and rub carefully over the
spots; they will finally evaporate.
when the fight begins within
himself, q mans worth some
thing"
A mans character develops as
he conquers himself, according to
Robert Browning in Men and
Women"
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ADVICE TO THE
LOVELORN
Beatrice Fairfax.

DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
j would be very glad If
yoa would give me the following
lntormsiioD: Should a young
man who is keeping company
with q young woman go out
with another girl. even II only
On q few occasions? Is 1t con.
SACRED fsithlessness on the part
OF me Young man as well as q
breach Of etiqHetIe? r. M.
When a man and woman are
not engaged each should feel
nee 70 enjoy the society Of other
fr1sndA
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Instead Of chopping parsley on
"a board. always a long job. take
a bunch between the fingers and
snip it Oft with pair Of scissors.
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This Day in History.

Is is the anniversary Of the DEATH 1872 Of Guido
REM the Italian painter and of the masters of
the eclectic school, One of his best known frescoes
Aurora in the Rospiglioso Palace, Rome.
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quite done interrupt ng me
I'll tell you that ] was struck
by your saying that on his
wedding day Q man doesn't
matter. It's really very
true. On his wedding day
all the excited females tell
the man to get out Of the
way because they're busy;
he's hidden in a cupboard
until the moment for execu-
ton. When it's all over
the couple is greeted by
cheers and jeers, the cheers
all concentrated on the
bride. Nobody others about
his %rn,auaaar. wonder whvf
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never! And soon II would be too
late for her chancel
A Pawn of Fate
How hideously fate always dis
eliminated against her. She had
always been thrown An the dreariest
places with the dreariest dead-and-
alive people, flat and insipid and
tiresome. @8"
Other women encountered big
and moving things in their lives,
knew adventure and excitement,
something to look forward to, some
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SECRETS OF HEALTH
AND SUCCESS
YOUR DIET FOR WARM DAYS

,~lo. r Rood y Of outside heat is furnished from
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WI. George and His Wife
ACROSS THE BREAKFAST TABLE
Men at Weddings.

N MR. GEORGE: You said funny thing yesterday.
wi MRS. GEORGE / often do.
Az MR.. GEORGE: Oh, it wasn't witty.
MRS. GEORGE: It is.
MR. GEORGE: But it true.
MRS. GEORGE: How strange!