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Evening star., 1925-04-19
BOOKS RECEIVED.

PRACTICAL GRAPHIC FIGURES;
The Technical Side of Drawing
for Cartoons and Fashions. BY z.
G. Lutz. Illustrated by the author.
New York: Charles Scribner's
Sons. Washington: Brentanos.
A YANKEE TALE OF ROME; An
Historical Poem. BY David B.
Fraser. Boston: Christopher Pub
fishing House.
OUR BASIC TRUTH. BY E. p. Lowe,
NJ. D., author of american .Prin-
ciples," etc. Boston: Christopher
Publishing House.
SAM WANG'S COLLEGE; Or China
Won. BY Charles Buttz Titus,
A. B., author of THE Greatest
Work in the World" etc. Boston:
The Christopher Publishing House
THE BUSY W0MAN'S COOK BOOK:
Or Cooking by the Clock. BY
Mabel Claire. New York: Green
berg, Publisher, Inc.
POEMS. BY James PIimelI Webb.
Boston: The Stratford Co.
LITTLE LIFTING LINES. BY Carrie
$. Thomas. Boston; The Christie
pher Publishing House.
nv hN InOLOU1 Uf X h
POETRY; Edited With an Intro
duction by George Moore. New
York: Boni & Liyeright.
THE NEWER SPIRIT; A Sociology.
cal Criticism of Literature. By V.
+. Calverton, editor THE Modern
Quarterly" Introduction by Er-
nest Boyd. New York: Boni &
Liveright.
THE WINDLESTRAW. BY j. Mills
Whitman. New York: Boni &
Liveright.
SCIENCE AND RELIGION: Being
the Morse Lectures for 1924. By
j. Arthur Thomson, NJ. A. LII. D..
etc. New York: Charles Scribner's
Sons. Washington: Brentano's.
THE RELIGION OF A SCEPTIC.
BY John Cowper Powys. New
York: Dodd, Mead & Co.
THE BOY AND HIS FUTURE. By
Nicholas Ricciardi, commissioner
OF industrial and vocational educa-
ton for the State of California
New York: u. Appleton & Co.
IN A STRANGE LAND. BY Vladi-
mir G. Korolenko. Translated
from the Russian by Gregory I'll
boorg. New York: Bernard Il.
Richards Co., Inc.
HUNTERS OF OCEAN DEPTHS. BY
Francis Rolt-Wheeler, author of
United States Service Series"
Illustrated. Boston: Lothrop, Lee
& Shepard co.
HIPPY BUCHAN. BY Ethel Boileau.
New York: George II. Doran Co.
THE RESURRECTION. BY Thomas
SAWYER Spivey. Beverly Hills,
Calf: Published by the author.
Evening star., 1925-04-19
Politeness Rewarded.
Correspondence Of the Associated Press

LONDON, April 1.-Politeness
among shopgirls received a stimulant
recently when 1t was announced that
Miss Susan Plomer Of Hornesy, who
died some weeks ago. had wilAed an
annuity of $3.50 to Miss Kate Wen.
ham, an employe of an Oxford street
department store, '.in recognition of
many courtesies received at her
hands,"
Miss Wenham had waited upon Miss
Pioneer in the store during the last
ten years, but had no idea that her
customer was wealthy,
Evening star., 1925-04-19
A GENTLEMAN ADvENTURER. By

Marian Keith, author of THE Bells
of ST. Stephens" etc. New York
George H. Doran Company.
A STORY of the Hudson's Bay
Company, theme that has cap
tured many a writer to whom the
schemes of big business stand as ro-
nance and TO whom human daring in
the face of wild nature itself is the
best of adventures. Both of these
the clear enmity OF that far region
against man and the snmity Of man
Evening star., 1925-04-19
BY IDA GILBERT MYERS.
PARADISE.

PARADISE. BY Cosmo Hamilton,
author of The Blindness of Vir-
tue" etc. Boston: Little, Brown &
Co.
~ NE easily envisages a friendly
literary rivalry among these
lfhroa E,r,nIial, Gibbs h
Evening star., 1925-04-19
BY LEILA MECHLIN.

" HE death of Sargent. which oc.
CURED in London on April Is,
has oVershadowed all other
tt..-. L.. IL. IL.
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Breakfast - Grapes, scrambled eggs with bacon. creamcd potatoes. whole wheat popovers, milk, cof- fee.
 Luncheon - Cream of tomato soup, toasted bread sticks, celery and cheese sandwiches, pumpkin pie, milk, tea.
 Dinner Baked haddock with oyster sauce, scalloped potatoes, lima beans. pear salad. caramel bread pudding, graham bread, milk. coffee.
 Celery, finely minced, is com- bined with cream cheese well sea- soned with salt and pepper. If the sandwiches are not planned for young children minced green pep per can be added.
 Pumpkin Pie Two Eight-lnch Pies
 Two cups stewed pumpkin, 1-2 cups sugar, ? tablespoons four, 1 teaspoon cinnamon, 1 teaspoon
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| "You told hm--that!" He te. back from her with anger in his eyes, You dared 10 tell him that!"
 He tried to pull himself together. He went on hurriedly:
 There Is no insult in asking a woman to marry you. don't know what the girls Of today expect. Sef- ton Is a rich man; he cold give you everything you want"
 "Yes, so he told me"
 "Well-well," he stammered in hts anxiety, what more do you require? |? He's very decent fellow; he has been good friend to me. should like 10 see you married to him."
 Mans face flamed.
 "I haven't the least doubt that you would" she said bitterly. Mir. Mar rahy began pacing up and down the room,
 "You mean to tell me that you sent him away" he demanded truculently, You don't realize what this means to me; you don't"
 "T realize perfectly we'll" Nan said steadily. "Mr, sefton told me-"
 Told you!' his angry eyes fell be- fore hers.
 He told me that you owed him money" Nan said. And that he would be willing to cancel the debt in exchange for-me!"
 He told you--that"
 There was no shame in his voice, only sort of incredulous gladness
New Britain herald., 1925-09-29
Hal Meredith Plays Havoc With
 Katheriue's COInDosure

If you cant tell whether she's in a stupor or asleep. how do you expect & laynian like me to find out?"
 I smiled as asked the question ot Katherine but there was real per- plexity in my voice. Why she, a trained nurse. should appeal to me concerning the possible shamming of sleep on the part of Fanny Powell was something l could not under stand.
 Didn't you ever get so near a problem that you couldn't see It properly" she demanded, and at my comprehending nod of assent, she broke into agitated speech which surprised me, so alien was it to her usual poised utteranccs.
 T don't know what's the matter with me-" she said vehemently "Never in my life has patient up- set me in the way that woman has. pr. Petit has one theory, Dr. Mere dith another, and in watching for symptoms to suit both of them I've actually gotten to the point where l can't trust my own judgment. And while you're layman, yet you have the keenest eyes and the soundest Judgment of any woman l know save Lillian. Frankly, I'd appeal to her first, only that I'm determined she shall not overtax herself again as she has over this last stunt"
 "Oh, do you think 1t has seriously injured herr" asked in alarm.
 The Disturbing Element
 "Eo I don't" she answered quick iy. But another performance of the same kind. with perhaps another on top of that, would ertainly retard her recovery. So I'm going to keep her as quiet as possible. And if you'll just cast your eyes over our apparently Sleeping Beauty and give me your candid opinion of her I'll be extremely grateful. I've got to make up my mind what report to give Dr. Meredith when he comes and I need help In the process"
 It was the second time during our brief colloquy that she had men, tioned the name of the brilliant alienist who had interested himself in the case of Fanny Powell, and suddenly my bewildermant at her appeal to me ceased. It was not the personality of her queer patient, nor yet the problem presented by her apparent amnesia, which was re- sponsible for my little kinswoman's sudden doubt of her own powers. The proximity of the man who, from his own account, had been a close associate of hers in her early hos pital work, and whose interest in her I was sure held a distinctly romantic tinge, was the element which had so disturbed her.
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"sltuation Held Dynamite"


 l was conscious of distinct shock followed by all unpleasant little qualm of worry over my cousins wife. Surely 1t was not possible that her unrest signihed any swery- ing of her heart from he husband who had failed. l feared, to make her happy, toward the fascinating figure of Hal Meredith That sign post spelled not danger-for l had the fullest confidence in both the discretion and the high loyalty 10 duty which Katherine possessed-but happiness. This, told myself fiercely had no right 10 touch my loNable friend.
 Yet, even though l assured myself that 1 had no possible cause for worry, l had the sudden ineXplicable feeling that curtain had been drawn across Katherine's usually transparent personality, and that be- hind it was being enacted a drama all the more tempcstuous because 1t was hidden in the depth of a wo- mans soul
 Hal Meredith was q man 10 stir any womans pulses. Handsome, brilliant, possessed of much mag netic charm he was fascinating enough in himself without his added advantages of possessing moderate wealth and high and cnvied posi- tion in his profession. That Lucia, his wife. rarely beautiful but cap- tious, petty and mean spirited, had long since ceased to hold his affec- ton, was patent to anyone skilled in reading men and women. This state of affairs naturally lent him added interest in many feminine eyes.
 For myself, I doubted that she ever had captured his heart. I knew that she was the daughter of aid had started the brilliant young aid had startled the brilliant young physician up the ladder, and I had built up for myself a romantic if somewhat sordid theory of his mar riage. That he had been madly in love with Katherine. and that either because of her rejection of him or Of his own ambition he had turned to the more beautiful, more wealthy but distinctly less lovablc woman. l was certain.
 The situation held dynamite, there was no doubt about that: for what ever kaherine's feelings, the expres- sion in Hal Meredith's eyes whenever he looked at her betrayed the state of his emotions.
 It was a situation with which I could not possibly meddle, yet some- thing almost outside of me impelled the only query I dared make:
 "1s Dr. Meredith coming here to- night?"
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 Feature Service. Incl
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BEGIN HERE TO-DAY


 | PETER LESTER loses his mem from shell shock on the Western Front. Upon his return 10 London he fails to recognize. NAN MARRABY, 10 whom he had become engaged prior to his de- parlure for France. Nan has since left London 10 20 home and care for hcr three motherless stepbrothers. She is still in touch with her friend LOAN ENDICOTT, in London. whose husband has been on leave and who has suggested 10 Nan that she encourage the very apparent love of Peters friend and fellow of- ficer.
 JOHN ARNOTT, with whom Peter Is resting at the home of Arnotts widowed sister situated not far from the Marrahy estate. Nan is jealous of Arnott's sister and dis gusied with the attentions Of
 HARLEY SEXTON. money lender, who has told Nan that both Peter and her father owe him great sums of money and that payment will be demanded unless sho agrees to marry him. In woods near the Marraby home Sefton is surprised by Peter in the act Of forcing his kisses upon Nan. Nan, afraid of what Scfton mig1t say to the brain sick man, tells him 10 go away and rushes back to Ter home. Later Peter calls, but Nan refuses to see him. Sho is beginning to re- gret this implusiNe action when she hears her father calling.
 NC'W GO ON WITH THE STORY
 Nan went out into the hall; Mir. Marraby stood there, his spectacles up over his forehead.
 T am going 10 London tonight" he said abruptly; he seemed to avoid meeting Mans eyes. "I may be away some time-you will be all right here without me-"
 A little ironical smile crossed Mans face: all right without him Why. she hardly ever saw Him from ono weeks end to the other, save when she went to ask about his meals, or for money for household expenses.
 Quite all right she said.
 "Have you got enough money to go on with?" he asked.
 Nan colored: money had been hei chief bugbear ever since she came home: she had soon found that there were many bills owing for household expenses, and Nan hated debt; she had insisted on their being paid.
 Father. what do you know about Mir, Sefton?"
 "Sefton." he echoed. "Sctton! Nothing-eXcept that he is a busi- ness acquaintance of mine. Why do you ask?'
 Nan did hot answer at once; then she said, clearly: "Bocause this aft ernoon he asked me to marry him."
 MT. Marraby swung round-for fully monment he stared at his daughter with sheer amazement- then he took an uncertain step for ward and pcered down into her face.
 "Asked-you-to marry him! Are you sure?"
 Nan looked away with a sudden sick feeling.
 "Qutc sure" she said coldly.
 And you-what did you say, Nan?" She realized that he would be quite willing to sell heron the offered terms.
 T told him that if he insulted me again I would tell you and ask you 10 forbid him the house. she said clearly.
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disappears in the tree-tops over here. She always disappears at the same place and though get over here as fast as my legs can bring me, there is never any sign of her when l get here. And am certain she comes down through the trees around here somewhere"
 Jumper looked thoughtful. He stroked his whiskers. T tell you what. Cousin Peter" said he, well have to work this thing to- gether. Two heads are always better than one, and two pairs of eyes are certainly bound to be better than one pair. What do you say?"
 "In tell you when know bet ter what you mean" replied Peter.
 T mean just this" said Jumper, You go over to the big tree and watch. and I'll hide over here by this big stump. When Mrs. Buzsard dis appears in the treetops you thump with all your might. You know I can hear that thump a long dis tance. Then I'll know that she is coming and I'll watch out and see what becomes of her"
 Why don't you watch over by the tree and let me stay here?" said Peter. You can thump louder than can, anyway"
 "All right" said Jumper good na- turedly. "that suits me. What time is or Mrs. Buzzard usually over on that tree?"
 Usually she's there shortly after sunup." replied Peter
 "All right" said Jumper, "Tll be hiding over there by sunup tomor- row. and you be hiding here at the same time. When you hear me thump you'll know that or Mrs. Buzzard Is coming, Now don't go 10 dozing."
 T won't" replied Peter. "I'll be looking with both eyes. 1 guess this time we'll find where that nest is."
 Peter and Thumper hopped off to- gether. Almost as soon as their backs were turned bald. rcd head was poked over the edge of that stump or Mrs. Buzzard grinned as she watched them out of sight. There's nothing like being forwarn- ed" said she. 'T think I'll change my breakfast hour"
 Copyright. 1925, by T. W. Burgess.>
 The next story: 'Mrs. Buzzard Has Late Breakfast"
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you come down to sec Sally - that is. if you come early, because I'm quite sure she won't be here at the end of the week"
 T don't expect to come down to the office, Jimmie. You know it is one of my obscssions 10 stay away from the plant. I think my mother taught me that. She never visited the plant when my father was alive except by special invitation, and then they made quite festi- val out of 1t. My father. however, told my mother great many things about his business. and took her advice very often.
 Its getting toward four o'clock, and l think I'll dress and go down to meet Sally, Jimmie. Shall I see you there ?"
 You sure will" answered Jim mic Condon ioyously. There have been times, Mrs. Prescott, as you perhaps know, when I have hated Sally pretty thoroughly, but when l came 10 my senses l knew she was right and I was wrong; and now I've come to the conclusion that shes just about the dandiest woman in all the world.
 "Once l thought she would make a splendid wife; and she might do that for somebody else. But I know now that the only thing and the best thing she can he to James Condon is a good counsellor and friend. I know she knows more and fig more logical. and is much more just and decent than l ever was"
 Just keep thinking this, Jim- mic, and you won't go far wrong" l said as I hung up the receiver Copyright, 1925. NEA Service,
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Letter from Leslie Prescott to the Little Marguise, Care of the
 secret Drawer-Continued

SeCrcL DrAWer-COntinued
 What is the young woman's name, Jimmie?" I asked, as l had determined. 10 go and meet Sally and tell her my predicament.
 She calls herself Margarita Simpson, but I suspect her father and mother call her Maggie. You know very well. Mrs. Prescott, that no family by the name of Stimp- son would tack Margarita on to one of their daughters. But her name will be Dennis when Sally gets home. She'll realize she pulled boner the moment she talks 10 her. You never have seen a girl change 80 in all your life. From being s rather quiet little country girl, she has developed into the pertest stenographer you ever saw in your life. She certainly got the bighead when she got the job of secretary to the boss"
 "Is she very pretty?" I asked, and then I could have bitten my tongue out for asking the question.
 Sure. she's pretty. and that's what'll surprise Sally the most When she put the girl in three months ago, she was as ugly as a mud fence. Her complexion was pimply, her teeth muddy, her hair usually stringy, and she stood very badly. Now her complexion has cleared up, her eyes are bright, she is very handy with her lipstick, and while l don't admire the way she stands, it certainly is the latest thing in debutant slouches. You gee, Mrs Prescott, the girl has the natural shrewdness which you find In some who have risen from ig- norant parents. Although I disap- prove Of her greatly, l can't help but admire the way she has im- proved herself and hor appear ance. You'll probably sec her when
New Britain herald., 1925-09-29
The Mysterious Disappearance.
By Thornton W. Burgess.

 The curious will stop at naught To gain a thing they long have
 sought.
 ---Ol' Mrs. Buzzard.
 Peter searched far and wide on the ground for the nest of or Mrs, Buzzard He peered behind brush heaps, He rolled his head under every overhanging branch which he thought might hide Mrs. Buzzard's s nest. He even went oTer the to the ledge of rock where was the cave in which Buster Bear had spent more than one winter. But 1t was in vain. Whenever he met Unc' Bill ly Possum Inc Billy would grin and say, What luck today, Brer Rab- bit? What luck today? When does or Mrs. Buzzard expect those aiggs 10 hatch 2" Peter would make a face at him and hurry on, lirperty- Upper ty-lip,
 Finally Peter had 10 confess that he was beaten. He could think of no other place to look. So, for lack of anything better to do, he began watching the tree, the tall dead tree. on which or Mistah and or Mrs. Buzzard delighted 10 sit. Of course Mrs. Buz5ard wasn't there much. But she was there once or twice every day, and Peter watched her to see where she went when she left. Sometimes she flew high in the blue, blue sky and he wouldn't sce her again. But two or three times he was sure she flew only d short way and then disappeared as if she had dropped down through the tree-tops.
 Her nest must be right over there," thought Peter and away he went to look for it. Bnt he didn't find it. No, sir. he didn't find 1t. Almost every time he would end his hunt over by great big stump. There he would sit down. You see, down between the roots Of that stump was hole-a hole big enough for Peter to dodge down into in case of danger and in which to feel quite safe. Almost always he was joined by Jumper the Hare, and of course the one thing they talked about was that nest which couldn't he found. You see, Jumper had become almost as curious ss Peter.
 "1t is a mystery where that nest ts," declared Peter. "But it is al- most as much of 8 mystery what becomes of Mrs. Buzzard when she
New Britain herald., 1925-09-29
plete set Of Golden Fleece dolls.

Now when Jason became a young man he heard for the first time how he was prince royal and how his father, King Aeson, had been killed by certain Pelius who stole the throne and would also have killed Jason had he not been hiding in the Centaur's cave. Jason, being a brave lad, deter mined to set all this to rights, to punish the wicked Pelius and 10 cast him from the throne which was rightfully his own.
 So with this intention Jason took a spear in each hand and set out for the kingdom of Iolchos, which you will remember was the king dom of which his father had been king.
 (Color Jsson's smock tan and his cloak and sandals brown. To- morrow the costume in which he sets out on his mission will ap- pear1
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ginger, ? tablespoons molasscs, 3 egge, 1-2 teaspoon salt 3 cups milk, plain pastry,
 Mix and sft sugar, spices, flour and salt. Add to pumpkin and mix thoroughly. A d d nlolasses and slowly add milk, stirring constant ly 10 blend thoroughly. Beat eggs well and stir into mixture. Pour into deep pic dishes lined with plain pastry and bake 50 minutes in a hot oven. The oven should be very hot when the pies are put in and the heat decreased as tho crust bakes, When firm to the touch the custard is done.
 If one pie is wanted use cgg and one-half the amounts of the other ingredients.
 The stewing of the pumpkin is of great importance.
 To stew cut pumpkin in narrow strips convenient 10 handle. Pare and remove seeds and stringy DOT tion. Cut in cubes. Put into a ket- tie with a close fitting cover and add just enough water 10 prevent burning. Cook over a low fire un- til pumpkin is tender. Remove cover and simmer for one or two hours, until pumpkin Is dry. Stir often. The pumpkin must be we'll cooked and all the water evapo- rated. Rub through a colander or vegetable slicer.
 The pumpkin can he baked or steamed if more convenient. A small "pie" pumpkin is baked whole. A big field" pumpkin is cut in pieces and baked like squash
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 Incl
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Very Youthful Model

An unusual dinner frock for young girl has a bodice of squar
 meshed lace joined to a skirt of bl
 taffeta with French flowers in past shades marking the low waistline.
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nCmnrC Innl Ernrl.-

A black crepe de chine afternoon frock has 3 wi1e collar of the mate raI accordien nIeated and tied un- der the chin with a crepe how with long enda that reach almost to the hemline.
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TOMORROW -- Letter from Leslie Prescott t0 the Little Mar 1liSe, care of the Secret Drawer Continued.
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A frog by any other name would be the same-but what's the other name?
 Horizontal l. To skip.
 4. Special trip on business. 10. Preparation for making beer. II. Always. 16. Eagles nest. r. Opposite of aweather IS. Female horses. 20. Knots. 2l. Similar to frog. 22. Glides. A. One in cards. 25. Two fives. 26. Organ of hearing. 2S. Sea eagles. 31. Artist who works in marble. SC. Bush. 37. To exist. 3S. Boxes S9 Exposed. fl. Geographical drawing. 42. Mimicked. 43. To divide. A. Sage. 45. Wand. 46. Bottoms. 47, Silk material. 4S. Half an em. 49. Friend. 50. Most rigorous. 52. Small pies. 54. Point. b5. Possesses. 56. Electrified particle. 5S. TO know thoroughly. 63. Orient. GA. To send forth. 6G. To depart. 67. Ceremony. 6S. Frogs. TO- Regions. II. fingers. 72. Filled with twigs (basket- -weav-
 CTS. B. To finish.
 Vertical 1. sews. 2. Egg shaped. 8. Fairy. B. Sun god. G. To soak flax. 2. Melody.
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BoBBED HAIR looks wonderful with the tiny tint of Golden GloF Shampoo.-advL
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Shoulder Scarf.

The shoulder scarf is featured . many of the newest Paris frocl
 tied loosely with bows that drot from each shoulder.
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that turned Nan sick.
 He clutchcd her arm
 And you refused ?-you didn't re- fuse, Nan? Even you could not be so selfish?"
 Mans eyes blazed.
 Then 1t is true?" she said.
 "True--of course it's true-how do you imagine can live on the few pounds I've managed to make since