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The Washington times., 1934-07-30
Show-Off Pups
Enjoyable
IF Quiet
BY LIZ HUME

"A well trained pup is an asset
to any family. Others are just
about as popular as spoiled
children. Our friends may toler-
ate them and pity us, the
owners, but are never glad to
see us-together.
Parlor tricks should always
come second to good manners.
A pup may learn to do a double
flip-flop coming up neatly
balanced on his nose but if he
gets up with all the conceit OF
a prima donna and scratches
holes in the visitors silk stock
ings by way of pointing to his
talents, the worth of his ac-
complishments is questionable.
A dog should be taught to
enter a room quietly and pass
from one guest to another as
though greeting them and then
lie down beside or behind his
masters chair. Such a dog
deserves to be called a gentle
man and treated like one.
Another mistake in training,
resulting in Objectionable habits,
is teaching a dog tricks that in
volve tearing around the yard or
room as if in a frenzy.
Fetch the leash, Buddy" and
Buddy goes off like a fire
cracker careening into furniture
and emitting ear-splitting yelps.
He fetches the leash all right
but from then on is a fiend In
carnate until turned out or re.
moved. Decidedly not cute.
Baby talk to the pup is a
mistake. Fortunately few pups
really understand the indignity
of the habit or more owners
might be bitten by inSulted pets.
But it develops a hopeless
mental attitude. Every dog has
a cavalier spirit of courage and
self-reSpect that should be al
lowed to develop to the ut
most.
That is equally true of big and
little dogs. Any condition or
attitude that makes an honest
pup into a silly menial should
be discountenanced by true dog
lovers.
Study your dogs faults and
virtues. Try to develop the lat
ter and correct the former. A
little patience and thought will
be worth the trouble.
If you have a good picture Of
your pet, Liz Hume invites you
to send it in for use in this col.
umn. No pictures returned.
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The Rhymins
Optimist
BY ALINE MICHAELIS
Adventure

Adventure
I am Adventure, the restless,
the bold,
Never content or at peace:
Questing I go, after coral or
Caring for naught but release.
Caring for naught but the lure
just ahead
And the promise of lands far
away;
Never a question and never a
dread,
Finding fresh rapture each day.
I am Adventure, the master Of
ships
Bound for the Ultimate Isles,
Sweet is the spray of the sea on
my lips,
Dear are the wind its wileS.
Little I heed Of the ports where
I touch,
Brown skins or yellow or white:
All the years bring that I prize
overmuch
u change and its endless de-
light.
I am Adventure, the litter Of
wings
Soaring aloft in the sky;
Bound by no ancient VOWS, ruled
by no kings,
! Glamour Of living am I,
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LISTEN, WORLD!
By ELSIE ROBINSON

machine, Maybe we'll win,
maybe we'll lose-in either case
the apparatus before us is just
a slot machine. And then we
wonder why we get nothing in
return for our nickle!
Why should we get anything?
BY the selfiShness and stupidity
Of our attitude, we have dis
closed our unfitneSs as a worker
and chilled and disguised the
stranger we wish to impress.
For we may have every other
talent under heaven. but If We
haven't the talent of recogniz-
ing the other fellows humanity,
Of what use are we?
If we haven't imagination
enough to realize that the party
before us is a person and not a
machine or if we haven't tact
enough to treat that party as a
person. what would we do
with a position of responsibility,
where we are forced to contact
not one, but thousands of
strangers?
Often young people come to
this writer seeking newspaper
work. They are bright, charm
ing, handsome, healthy young
sters. They have gone to our
best Schools-have excellent ref
erences-powerful friends. But
as journalists they would be
complete flop, for they lack the
ability to imagine any life, any
need, save their own.
If you're seeking success, the
ability to be a good listener is
worth dozen college degrees.
For by listening you induce the
other fellow to give himself to
you.
And the more he gives Of him.
self to you, the more important
you become in his eyes, and the
wider and richer your own ex-
perience becomes.
This truth is not based on the
other fellows selfishness; nor
can it be expressed by flattery.
It is based on the Importance of
all life - everyone'S life - the
other fellows as well as yours.
And it can only be expressed by
a sincere and sympathetic inter
est in other lives-an interest
which lies deeper and reaches
further.
So success often depends on
some small expression of our in
ner attitude which we entirely
overlook. Easy good fellowship
quiet reliability. Genuine inter-
est in other lives-these are the
makings of success.
Yet, strangely enough, we're
only beginning to recognize the
Importance of these things in
our courses of education. Most
schools teach everything on
earth, but the one most impor
tant thing: How to Get Along
With the Other Fellow.
Copyright, 1884, by King Features
Syndicate, Inc.)
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GIRL IN THE FAMILY - By Beatrice Burton

Allen said when he had read the
telegram and handed it back to
Susan. His voice was sharp with
the kind Of sarcasm that is the
result of jealousy. you'd bet
ter 60 and get dressed for him."
"He may not want to come
out tonight" Susan answered.
Her voice was like a gentle
hand, reaching out to Soothe
him. 'He only said that he was
going to call me up-and, Al
len, I wish you wouldn't be
jealous and bitter like this. You
don't have to be. I'm never 60
ing to see him again, or think OF
him, after I get things straight
ened out with him. But I am
sorry for him because this is
going to humiliate him"
Time For Action
But sorry or not, you're 60
ing to tell him exactly how
things are, aren't you?" In the
shadow of the doorway he put
his hand under her chin, fitting
her face so that he could look
directly down into it. THE
sooner you get it over with the
better it will be for everyone
concerned, Susan. It isn't fair to
him or to yourself or to me not
to tell him right away"
He left her after a few min
utes, his whole attitude that OF
a man who is leaving the woman
he loves to an uninterestlng
rival knowing that presently she
will return to him. His face was
almost sullen, and when he
kissed Susan goodnight he did
it with a sort of angry ardor, as
if it made him bad tempered to
know how much he cared about
her when she was not yet free
from Wallace.
"If you don't go through with
this, you needn't ever try to ex-
plain it to me, Susan" That was
his parting remark.
Il u +
The train that brought WAL
lace back from the South was
late because Of a heavy down.
state snowfall, and he did not
telephone her until half.past
II that night.
"It's too late for me to come
out, sweetheart" he said, to her
great relief.
(To Be Continued
Copyright, 1884, King Feature
Syndicate, 1nc)
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If your skin is dry and rough
from sunburn, you can restore it
to it's natural texture by using
this cocoa butter cream daily.
Apply the cream gently until the
burn has disappeared and then
massage in the ordinary man
ner.
If you want to know where
you can procure any article men,
toned in this column, phone
The Washington Times, District
1000, Extension 2S3, between 8
a. m. and p. M, daily, and up
to p. m. on Saturdays. Please
do not write unless you live out
side the city, in which case in
close a stamped, self-addressed
envelope.
Copyright. 1894, by King Features
Syndicate, Inc.)
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there's not a word in it to
show whether or not she has a
chance to succeed! She might
have ALL these assets, yet have
one trait which would doom
her to failure. She might have
NONE of them, yet possess one
quality which would open the
way to success.
Generally speaking, success
doesn't depend on the things
you've done to YOURSELF
BUT ON WHAT YOU DO TO
THE OTHER FELLOW.
A solitary genius might
achieve fame although he af'
fronted or neglected every other
human being. But few OF us
are geniuseS-or solitary. Most
of use must live with, by and
for other people. and we win
or lose according to our ability
to get along with other people.
Getting along with other
people''-just what does that
imply? It implies something
much deeper than surface ges-
lures and polite patter. 1t
means, first of all, an actual
realization and recognition of
the other fellow as a human
being.
Did you ever stop to consider
your attitude toward a strang-
er? Even the stranger with
whom you wish to establish a
business contact? Do you
think Of that stranger as a
Persona sensitive, eager,
somewhat bewildered person
like yourself? It's dollars to
doughnuts you don't.
UnconSciously - particularly
if we're young-we regard the
Other Fellow as part Of the
landscape. Interesting, pos
sibly powerful landscape. =.
landscape which will influence
our own careers. Yet, never
theless, just so much scenery,
to be considered only for his
or her effect upon our own
private plans.
We do not feel their lives as
we feel our own--poignantly,
passionately. We feel them only
as we would feel important in
Struments which we must ma
nipulate.
And don't kid yourself, they
know it.
Accordingly we parade our
parlor tricks with exactly the
same attitude which prompts
us to drop a nickle in a slot
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Two or three times during the
first week she forgot to set the
milk bottles out for Herbst. She
did not find time to clean the
silver and every right when she
went upstairs to bed she had
an unpleasant feeling that some
thing important had been left
undone-the mirrors not busted,
the flowers not watered, the
cereal not parboiled in its
double-cooker for morrow
mornings breakfast. There
simply wasn't time to do every
thing.
But she managed to take ex-
quisite care Of Aliens room,
busting the buff-colored law
books with hands tn a t loved
them because they were his
tones, sharpening he pencils
that lay on his table, tightening
a loose button on the sleeve of
his gray coat. Once she SNUG
gled his ties down into the laun'
dry in the sem ent and
steamed and pressed them.
CHAPTER XXV
In the three weeks she had
known Allen he had changed
everything in Susan's life, Civ
ing point and m aning to
everything she did. Even these
days of dullness and hard work
were bringing her closer to the
time when she could marry him
and settle down to the real
business of life, and the joy Of
it. . Marry and settle down"
The worn phrase sounded mat
ter-of-fact and dull enough, but
all the enchantment and ro-
nance of the whole world were
bound up in it for Susan when.
ever she thought Of herself and
Allen standing before a minister
and going house-hunting - and
she thought Of very little else as
she ran her hot iron over the
old linen tablecloths and sheets
or Scraped gravy from the bot
tom of the roasting pan.
She dressed herself with a
sort of electric interest now,
knowing that Aliens eyes would
rest on the whiteness Of her
organdy collars and cuffs, the
little tie of dove-colored silk that
matched her eyes, the gloss that
100 strokes of the brush had
given to her hair.
Just before dinner a tele.
gram came from Wallace. It had
been sent from a town less than
100 miles away and it an
nounced that he would be home
that night and would telephone
her from the station as soon as
his train got in. Susan, in the
role of housemaid, answered the
doorbell when the messenger
boy brought it and she said
nothing about it to anyone in
the family.
But she took it with her when
she slipped out Of the house af'
ter dinner to meet Allen, who
was waiting for her in the door
way of the Shoe FiXery on the
corner, just out Of sight of the
house. They read it by the light
of the arc light, their heads
close together. It was below zero
weather and the street was al
most deserted. A block away the
footsteps of a solitary pedes-
trian rang like iron in the
frozen stiffness, and the stars
were unusually large and bright
above the roofs on the other
side Of the street.
IF you're going to have to see
Steffen tonight you'd better not
stay here, talking, very long"
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large your bust may try this SIM
pie treatment. You cannot,
however, expect overnight re-
suits. Be persistent with your
treatments for a month or two
If you want satisfaction.
In the morning and at night,
bathe the bust in warm, then
cold water. Then massage with
this cocoa butter cream, using
gentle, upward movements to
strengthen the ligaments as well
as nourish the skin. The cream
will be absorbed by the skin,
and you need have no fear of
running your pretty underthings.
To nourish other parts OF the
body, apply the cream after a
warm bath. The skin on your
legs and arms will respond after
a few treatments.
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house OF wide fepute, created q
cocoa butter cream. This cream,
actually, is a high-hat version
of the original product! And
through its metamorphosiS from
a drug store to a splendid cos
metic, the product has lost none
Of its virtue.
Cocoa butter now comes to
you in a very attractive jar, in
a rich, white creamy con-
sistency, for a remarkably low
cost. You would pay three
times its price for an equal
amount of a good cold cream
or nourshing cream. And I
take that into consideration
when I recommend that you
use it every night to massage
parts of your body.
Those of you who wish to en-
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oeCAy NaS"oh IL " Al -
VOL have the said recipe.
YOU have the said recipe. yours
truly,
Thank you so very much
for your nice letter. I am IN
deed flattered that the recipes
are being placed in such a won
derful book. You must have
some very interesting old reel
pes there, from your grand
mother, and I do wish that
YOU would send me in one or
two of the ones that you like
the best. Many others would
be delighted to learn about
them!
AS for the marshmallow
souffle, I am terribly sorry, but
I cannot find the recipe any
where.
SOuffIes Tricky
Souffles are too tricky to
Ruess at, so I will just keep
on trying to find it, and, II
I do, will mail it to you direct.
Dear Betsy Caswell:
What do you think I should
feed my 2-year-old daughter in
these hot months? It seems to
me to be awful to make her eat
hot food, but some folks say
that raw food is not good for
babies. What shall I do?
MOTHER.
Personally, I think that just
now cooked foods are much the
safest for so young a child. You
need not give it to her piping
hot; it may be cooled in the air
for few minutes before serving,
but this is a touchy time for
babies, and raw foods are not
always easily digested.
Do remember to give her
plenty of cool (not iced) boiled
water, as she needs lots Of fluids
in this heat. Give her green
vegetables, stewed fruits, fruit
juices, milk and, sparingly, eggs,
meat soups, etc.
Cereals are always good for
the very young, apparently, no
matter what the weather. If you
will apply to your doctor, or to
q baby clinic, they will give you
a diet outline for your child. II
she seems upset, go very light
on milk for a day or two.
Dear Mrs. Caswell:
MY husband says I cook too
much out of cans, and that he
was told by his mother that that
meant a lazy wife. I am not
lazy, but the kitchen is so hot
now, and I don't feel able to
struggle with the oven in this
weather. BRIDE.
don't blame you-anything
to get away from hot oven
right now. Ask your husband
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CHAPTER XIV

The eager, adventurous look
died out Of her brothers face as
it hardened. A muscle near his
jaw knotted itself. Don't be a
little sap," he said. But, Susie,
what do you suppose they've
been doing with all the money
that Grandfather Broderick left
them?-You've heard them talk
about the time when they had
five servants and two electric
runabouts in the family, and
how Aunt Edna and Lutte used
to 60 to New York twice a year
to buy their clothes. They must
have been wild with money
then-and even five or six years
ago we weren't poor the way we
are now"
But Uncle Worthy-isn't he
supposed to be their trustee or
something like that?" aske d
Susan who, like the majority Of
women, knew practically nothing
about business. "He's always
handled the estate"
"Yep," said John with sar-
casm sharpening his tone. "He
has. With the result that we
have a roomer in the house in
stead of a cook and are trying
to rent our garage instead Of
keeping a car of our own in it.
"If I go to ON a h a, Uncle
Worthy will rent my room, I
imagine, and he'll do the same
thing with Dads when he moves
all Of his things over to Mrs.
Hopper's place." Johns voice
ran on in the quiet room. Lets
go over to the Cullens' and see
what's doing, Susie"
But for once the CullenS'
house had no lure for Susan.
Upstairs, behind the closed
Solid.walnut door of the front
bedroom, Allen was busy with
his law books. And so long as
he was there her old + mily
house was the only place on
earth where she wanted to be.
BY Tuesday Lutte had lost al
most all Of her energy for house
work, but her good disposition
had returned.
THE work isn't so dreadful
hard after ALL" she assured
Susan in her accustomed cheer
full manner as she wa alk e d
around the lower floor of the
house flirting a feather duster
at the furniture and bric-a-brac
and stirring up a great deal Of
dust. She let Susan make all Of
the beds alone, and when it was
time to go down into the base
ment and wash the clothes that
had been soaked the day before,
she was having a long converse
ton with her friend, Jessie
Bunts, over the telephone. Susan
went down alone.
An hour later she came to the
head of the stairs that led to
the basement and called down
to Susan, II think I'd better
stay up here to answer the
phone and the doorbell, don't
you, Susan, childie? It'll soon be
time for me to start lunch, too."
But when Susan came up into
the kitchen at half past IL
nothing had been done toward
preparing lunch. The stove was
cold, and on the bare polished
mahogany of the dining room
table a corded white silk dress
was spread out. Beside it, on a
square Of tissue paper, stood q
pair Of white kid slippers with
bright paste buckles. From them
rose a dry dusty odor Of age
and orriS root.
On Wednesday morning Lutte
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GREEN SATIN

Quite the incest set of brides
maids we have seen wore
dresses of pale green satin with
old-world fichuS of matching
organza; the fichus standing
away from the neck and franz
ing the face. Round wreaths
of white tulle flowers on the
head and huge bouquets Of
white iris completed a real pic.
ture,
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S b e d E.
scr / b e S her
10 ks, he r
taste in dress,
her health,
her religion
and political
party; where
she's b e n,
W h at she's
studied, the
work S h e'S
done, her am
bitio on, tai
A serious,
sensible lie t.
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went to a meeting of the Cur
rent Topics Club, which met
every other Wednesday at II
o'clock in the ballroom Of the
Union Club downtown.
And what do you think a
little bird told me today!" she
asked coyly of Susan when she
came home at / o'clock and sat
down at the luncheon table, still
wearing her hat and her dotted
veil and smelling family of the
gasoline with whi n she had
cleaned her white kid gloves.
THAT Wallace was engaged to
Eleanor Kendall once upon a
time!-And quite wild about
her, too! Eleanor Kendall"
VERY odd that Mrs. Kendall
didn't mention it to us when she
was here on Christmas Day."
remarked Uncle Worthy, turning
a doubling eye upon Lutte as
if he were saying, Important if
true," to himself.
Secondhand
Susan said nothing at all. Her
mind had flown to the little jew
elers' box upstairs in the drawer
of her dressing table-the little
box marked Ludlow and Lud-
low. That was how Wallace
had happened to have that little
box still in his possession years
after Ludlow and Ludlow had
gone out of business. He had
bought the ring for Eleanor
Kendall a d VIII e n she had
given it back to him he had
carefully put it away for his Sec
ond choice.
For mel" thought Susan with
anger and bitterness. For mel"
She wondered what Mrs. Ken
dali had thought on Christmas
Day when she had seen 1t gilt
tering on her engagement fin
ger. She must have recognized
it as the one that Eleanor had
once worn.
The days logged along.
The house, dark with the fogs
Of January, was so large that
Susan could not begin to take
care Of it properly. After the
first few DAYS Lutte fell by the
wayside and did nothing but the
work she had always done
changing the water in the fish
globe, walking to market some
times and cleaning her own bed
room with it's framed pictures
Of Gibson girls, it's curly maple
furniture, it's eternal odor OF
mothballs and wintergreen
candy and henotrope perfume.
The rest Of the day she spent
telephoning her few friends.
reading before the parlor fire or
sitting at the old piano to play
the pieces Of music that had
been popular in her youth:
II don't want to play In your
yard,
I don't like you any more,
You'll be sorry when you see me.
Sliding down our cellar door
Sometimes she drifted into
the kitchen and offered to peel
the potatoes, which were usually
peeled already, or sat down to
keep Susan company while she
went about her work.
In the morning John made up
the furnace fire in the base
ment and banked it down the
last thing at night. But during
the day Susan went down into
the furnace room every two or
three hours to put more coal
on the fire or to empty the ashes
into the bushel baskets that
stood on the stone floor. .-
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Washing t o n
Times?
I keep up
with all Of
your choice
recipes, and
paste them in
my large rec
ipe b o o k
handed down
to me from
my ra n d.
mother.
Thank ! n g
you kin dly
for your ser
vice and at
! I'm II
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TUESDAYS MENUS

Luncheon
Minced beef on toast
Okra Mashed potatoes
Caramel cuStard
ChiIdren'S Supper
Cream of celery soup
Stewed onions Baked pears
Milk
Dinner
Cream of celery soup
Veal outlet Chill sauce
Stewed onions Rice
Baked pears with cream
Coffee
Wine suggestion: Claret
Write Betsy CaSwell, inclOS-
ing self addressed, stamped en-
velGpe, on your individual prob
lens of table etiquette and ar
rangement, what wines to serve
and when, care of The Wash
ington Times.
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to stay in the kitchen for two
hours with the stove going,
for once, and see how he
likes it.
In the meantime, watch the
Kitchenette Column on Thurs
days for quick, cool cooking
hints, and, if you want me to
send you my leaflet on "Hot
Weather Dishes" write and
send me a stamped, Self-ad-
dressed envelope, and repeat
your request.
Dear Betsy CaSwell:
I am sorry to bother you,
but I am in a quandary. I want
to give a party, say q supper
party, with beer during the sup
per, and all cold food.
What Cocktail?
Now, should I serve a cocktail
first, before the beer, and, if so,
what goes best? Somebody said
beer and whisky don't go well
together, so perhaps gin would
be better. Please help me.
AMY.
I would suggest giving your
guests dry martini cocktails,
made with gin and vermouth,
preceding supper. Any good
liquor shop will give you a re-
liable recipe, or write me, en-
closing stamped self addressed
envelope. repeating your re-
nI1aSt and T will cend VOL 0ne
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By JULIET SHELBY

N4AAAA5.~
You all, perhaps. know the
merits Of cocoa butter. For
years doctors. beauticians and
beauty editors have lauded its
efficacy for keeping the skin
smooth and soft to prevent sun
burn, for massage Of the body
where more flesh is desired, to
relieve chapped skin, and for
similar home treatments.
Although cocoa butter has
been a home remedy for years,
many women object to it be-
cause in its original form it
is not the most pleasant for.
mula to use. So realizing this,
but keeping in mind its eff
cacy, an enterpriSing drug
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Housewives Who Use Canned Foods
In Warn Weather Sensible,
Not Just Lazy
BY B ETsY CAsW E L L
WoDsdn's PAGE Editor

Letters again This week hope to do better and keep
up to date the correspondence Here nice one even
if the writer does set quite problem BY the way am
completely unable find the recipe that she asks for
If any of my readers by any chance should have it, will
they please be kind enough to write in and give 1t to me- SO
that may publish it, and thereby do great many of you'
perhaps, favor?