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Aucusr 15, 19;, . . -____.-_

,-:- Social and Personal -:.-. Fashions-l:- Lite raiurg

11...- HOUSE WIFE and HER ACTIVITIES

OUD GLOBIOUS AGE

'.l‘o be alive in such an age With every year a lighting page finned in the worlds great wonder- ___, book, Whereon the leading nations lookl Where men speak strong for brothhood,

For peace, and universal good To be alive in such an age!

To live in it! To give in it!

Rise soul, from thydespairing knees, What if thy lips have drunk the lees? The passion of a large claim Will put thy ouny grief to shame. Fling forth thy sorrow to the " wind, “Wlffd link the hope with human- . kind; Breathe the world-thought, do the 4i. world deed.

‘Plllink highly of thy brother's need. .l Give thanks with all thy flam- ..’ .'. ing heart

Y. Drive but to have in it a part- TIGlve thanks and clasp thy herit- ' " age_

be alive in such an age!" P?’ Exchange.

Hlglessings are little valued until S .

- Charity begins at home, but must not end there.

A mall can piant a tree but he cahnot make it grow-

WThe only short cut to knowledge ‘is found in avoiding short cuts.

gmperience is‘ a great teacher 3nd there's no, holding ‘back her salary.

r- Some persons can't make their gloney go further than a gallon of gasoline.

. The hammock has clone more ‘toward promoting marriage than Vany other one thing.

.~ ' Half the world are wondering what excuse the otherhalf have tor living at all.

The average husband has more ~ sense than his wife thinks and not " as much as he thinks.

The true artist in every line of 91111911111)!‘ is not artist alone, but also air explorer of nature ad

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THE FOUR. QUEENS ' NOW to Perform the trick of the four queens. Remove the four queens from 316 deck and two kings. Hold the four gueeng in the lhape of a fan, with the two kings

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immediately behind the second queen-

Show your spectators the four queens and then plaoe them on top of the pack. Then take uo the first two cards which are , and plaoe them at the bottom of the pack.

Now plaoe the next two cards which are kings, anywhere in the‘ pack- Your friends will think that they are two of the queens.

Cut the deck of cards and place the bottom half on top of the sec- ond ha.1f, and deal out the cards. The four queens will come out i0- gether. ' ,

THE BEAUTY BOX

Some women always use a. shower in preference to a tub bath. Some prefer a bath to a. shower because they like to roll in the water until they feel re- freshed. Many consider a. hot bath really for more cooling on a torrid day than a cold shower or plunge. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why they appear so crisply cool and fresh even on the hottest of summer days-

What most women think of first when they feel hot in a cold shower, but we really think that a hot bath followed by an alcohol rub, is infinitely more coolLng and refreshing. Cold baths are stimula- ting and energizing, and there- fore are likely to increase, rather than retard, perspiration. Hot baths have a socthing, relaxing ef- fect on the body, however. And an alcohol rub alter such a bath freshens one no end.

If you begin to feel hot, sticky and tired at any time during the day, fill your bathub with clear warm water and relax in it for a few minutes. Then, using a mild soap. cleanse you entire body You'll need a. soap of course. to remove any dirt, oil and salts of perspiration from your skin. Then rinse yourself well in clear, warm water, and gently pat your skin

dry. Alcohol Next

Next, smooth a generous amount of eau-de-cologne . or rubbing alcohol over your entire body with a square of absorbent cot- ton, and pat it briskly into your skin. The speedy evaporation of the alcohol has a delightfully cool- ing effect on the body. If you pre- fer a more fragrant solution than plain rubbing alcohol, you may make one of a pint of rubbing alcohol, an ounce of violet sm- monla. half an ounce of spirits of camphor, and half on ounce of rosewater. If this lotion is patted it will cool the skin and leave it

Dorothy Dix”s Letter Box j

A Wife Has the Right of Equal Access to the Bank Account _for _She Does Her Share in Helping Bulld_ it up-Most Wives Are Economical in Management

Dear Miss Dix-My husband and I have chosen you to settle this argument for us: I do all my housework, cooking, washing, cleaning, sew- ing and baby-tending, but because I don't bring in a weekly pay envelope 111y husband does not think that I am contributing wythlhs to our support. Hence that tile bank ac- count should be in his name alone, whereas I think thatit should be in both oi our names. He is un- fair about it. If I were a spendthrift, he might be justifled iri this, but I am not. I am saving and economical and anxious to help us get a start in the world. My husband also thinks that his mother should be the beneficiary of his insurance. Can it be that he does not love me or trust me?

MR5. L. C. M.

Answer:

Because your husband wants to keep all of the money in his own name is no indication that he . does not love youin his way. 'l.‘ht aifectiojn of it)?

~ eir kets and, anywa , men list no - 3551131511111? eqzngerigfihplfisél-ilxiegel‘: befise it definitely seltlties their status as the head of the house. for the hand that holds the pocketbook rules the

roostf fully ggree with you that the family bank account should be in the name of both the husband and wife, unless the wife has shown that She is extravagant and wasteful and unfit to handle money. Nothing is more absurd than the theory that the domestic woman does not wnbrlbcte W the family support because she does not bring 111 111°11°y 11131» 51"’ 1155

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gnvigit 0:11? dseo odiflereento 133st it WOIUdeiIEIXKIUI-‘rt her husband to Pay for ' d hi the done.

them gfiliflllfftm? to slit down and fisure Out W111“ 11> W°111°1 11°51 1° employ a cook and scrubwoman and a laundress and a nurse and a house- maid and a social secretary and a purchasing 1189111. and See 11°" much 1°

comes to in real money. That should surely

convince him that the lgbuorei; is tggtlay 11:11:; hire even if she does work inside ofthe home ins o Ou e .

this does not take into consideration the fact that the wife is the watch‘; dog of the treasury, and that she practices a thfluaund 660110111195 F11 pinches every penny in a way that no servant would do, but that Irlifike-i it possible to pile up the bank balance to which her husband is unw m8

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to Kg; gbelxlrzéicyfllll‘ husband's point of view is the one that all men used to hold in olden times when a woman was held to lead a life of idleness and in glorious ease if she only worked twelve hours a day in her 1101116- In fact, we still have the sardonic Jest of rating the housewife as having no profession or occupation, while the woman who works in a store or 0f- flce is classified as self-supporting.

Men's attitude to women about money is something that no woman can understand, anyway. It must forever remain a mystery of masquline psy- chglogy why a man will trust his wife with his honor and his name, but will not trust her with a few dollars; wlw a husband who really loves his wife and would not otherwise humiliate her, refuse her an allowance and makes her come like a. beggar to him for every cent, and why a man has the nerve to talk of supporting his wife when she earns all that sile ever gets a thousand" times over by her labor in his kitchen and nursery.

The only time a man ever values the work his wife does for him is when she dies and he has to hire half-a-dooen women to take her place. The expense iof replacing the wife s labor is one of the reasons why widow- ers remarry so quickly.

I do not think that your husband should make his mother the bene- ficiary of his insurance polcy unlem she is very 11°01’ 111111 11115 11° “he! support. Even in that case he should leave her merely the interest on the money as long as she lives and the P1111111?“ 5111111111 (X11119 t0 y0\1 °11 he; death DOROTHY DIX.

near Miss Dix-Speaking as an elderly man, I wonder why the modem girl does not realize that the greatest charm and attractiveness for m t. that a. woman can have is feminity. Every man loves a womanly woman and he is repulsed, if he is a real man, by the freaky imitation drew-lilies that are neither fish nor flesh nor good red- herring, neither male nor

on the body after the war-m both, fresh and fragrant. And it will help you to appear as cool and fresh as an cseberg on even the most sweltering of hot days!

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The determined-looking lady was 11‘y1118 to flll out a money order ap- Dlication with the pen lurnishedby 1-119 110st oflice. She mode several trials, but in vain, then gave up in disgust; and. turning to the mm behind the grilled window, tried to freeze him with a glare as she de- mended:

“Is this the pen John Hancock ""11 1711911 818111118 the Declaration of Independence?"

Uncle Sam's pleasant and Q1113- lent contact man replied, "Inform-

ation at the next window, please."

SMART CLOTl-IES FOR THE HOME DRESSMAKER

Here's a charming dress for the lovely new looking sheer cottons.

It is especiall, interesting since so much attentionhas been paid to 1M every detail to slenderize the 1181111. The narrow panel from the becoming V-neck to the hem of the dress sees to that. Sleeve frills fist- ter the plump srlns.

The lilac and white sheer cotton batiste print sketched. used plain lilac for its jabot friil. Besides be- ing smart, it will prove very proo- ticai u well.

Btyie No. 5 is designed for sizes 36. 38, 40, 43, 44 and ld-inches bust. 51M 34! requires 3% yards of ail-inch material with 96 yard of 35-inch contrasting for Jsbot.

Price of PAITIRN 15 cents in stamps or coin (coin is preferred.) Wrap coin carefully.

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female, that we see all about us. If girls knew how they looked to men they would east their shorts and their brltches into the razbag and Bet some skirts, and they would talk like ladies instead of hoodlums.

' . GRANDFATf-Im.

Answer: . I agree with you. Grandfather, that a girl never makes a greater mis-

take than when she throws her femininity into the discard. It is her trump card and the one on which she can depend on winning out in both the game of love and of business. For the feminine siri can mrry e11 around her betrousered sister, and in busines women succeed best who engage in ly occupations and do the thi its for 111111011 they 119W 11-11 inherited aptitude handed down through countless generations of their sex. I have often wondered if any man ever 9101111566 V) B 8111 W11° 111111 °11 trousers. It must make one feel as if he is popping the question to his little brother. And I am quite sure that no woman ever made a name for herself as a rousterbout. When God made men and women. male and female He made them, and l-le must have known what He was about. But it is a funny thing when you come to think of it, isnt it, that men have enough intelligence and a sufficient sense of humor to keep tlierrl from imitating women, while women are silly and dumb enough to imitate men. You see plenty of girls wearing trousers and shorts and sailor pants, but you never see a man abroad in a pink tulle and decollete costume. DOROTHY DIX. Dear Miss Dix-I have been married six months. My husband and I have never quarreled and have been very happy together. I cater to his moods and whims. If he wants to g0 out with the boys, I never say a v/ord. If he wants to stay at home, I stay with him. I never scold or criticize him for things he does that I dislike. When he is irritable I just leave him alone until he gets over it; Now my sister, who has been married for a number of years, tells me that I am spoiling my husband and making a mistake by letting him have his own way, and that I should stop it. What shall I do? TROUBLED YOUNG WIFE.

Answer: Tell your sister to mind her own business and let yours alone. Every wife has to learn by experience how to get along with her husband. No two men can be managed alike. and. if you eniuy 590111118 your 111151111114 and he purrs under your hand when you do it, keep up the good work. Lots of men like to be fussed over and can be iullled into 1101118 111°

things that no amount of fretting and nagging could ever induce them t0 m, ~ DOROTHY Dlx.

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Rod Or Black Currant Jelly Five cups of juice. 7 cuP-‘I 111831‘. '16 cup bottled fruit pectin.

With black currants, crush about 3 ,_ s‘ fully ripe fruit; add Li cups water. With red cur-rants, crush about 4 pounds fully ripe fruit; add i cup water. To prepare juice, bring mixture to a boil, cover, and sirn- mer 10 minutes. Place fruit in jelly cloth or bag and squeese out juice. Measure sugarjnd juice into large saucepan and mix. Bring to a boil over hottest fir; and at once add

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2 tablespoons chopped onions 11/; teaspoons salt

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1 bay leaf

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2 tablespoons gelatin

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CHAPIER 27

Jean tried to think clearly.

Suppose she were to call Mr. Sturges up . . Tell lilm he would find a letter in his office . . . Tell him he mustn't read it. He would want to know why . . . He would come to her for an explanation. What reason could she give? Tell lilm the letter was hers, and that she wanted it back? No . . . It probably would be addressed in r-Ienrfs writing. She might as): mm

. Tell him that his happiness

ependcd upon not reading it. But

what has she to do with Mr. Sturg- es's happiness? Nothing.

He was going to marry Edythe Cannon. v

Jean had not supposed one could feel so utterly helpless. She tried to tell herself it was none of her af- fair, after all. If she said anything to Mr. Sturges, he would jump to the conclusion that she was Jeal- ous. l-le wohld think . . . think . . . think . . .

How it hurt to thin-k. And yet . .

were must be some solution. 1t must be found quickly. If only there were some one . . . Nani Why hadn't she thought of that sooner? she could tell Nan Gamble anything . . . Well, almost anything. Arid Nan always knew what to do about things.

Jean covered her drawing, snatch- ed up her hat and ran for tho stairs. No time to bother with the elevator. It was later than she thought.

Buppose Nan had-gone out!

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“And what a rat he turned out to be." Miss Gamble observed cheer- fully, after hearing a. breathless ac- count of Henri Delclerkui perfidy. The beauty shop proprietor, Joan's friend since her ad soliciting days, drank he last of her tea and push- ed ui the empty cup. !"I‘here's a. man for you." She wiped her lips, as if the final words pl ‘uded any fur- ther argument.

, Nani We must do some- thing to stop himi We've got to!"

Jean's face was drawn and pale. She had her hat. o her intense relief she had found her friend snioying a late supper in her small apartment after the cares of the day. Prom a neat on the other side of the table, the girl poured out her recital.

"Sly!" Nan elevated her brows. "Where do you get that ‘we’ stuff‘! It's nothing in my young life. Chauf- fours» must have their fun, I cup-

pose.

"But can't you understand? It will be dreadful for Mr. Bturges to 11M thins» out \ . . that way. it's so eoowardly."

" h! It’! Mr. Bturgu. Well, why not let Mr. Btur!" muddle out of it 111 hi! Mm My? whet a lafllh that

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ONE WA Y STREET

By JOSEPH McCORD '

driver. I'd give a month's rent if I could see old Spencer when he hears about it. He'll curl up and . .

"Nani There mustbcsomething we can do. It's getting late. Can't you think of a plan?"

"Curfew shall not ring tonight, eh?" Nan suddenly dropped her bantring tone. "I don't gct ‘this at all, Gorgeous. If it was anybody else, I'd have a sneaking suspicion you wanted to get your hands on that letter for what good it might do you. It would givc you a snappy comeback at the Cannon gal, all right."

"You know that isn't so, Nani" There was a suspicio -- catch in Jeans voice as she made ner de- niai.

“Sure. Forget it .- . . I was only kidding you. Come clean with your old pal. Why do you think you have to mess with this?"

“Because Mr. Sturges has been so nice to . . . Daddy Jack. I dent’ know for sure, but I think he found him that place at the garage."

"Yeah? How come?"

"Mr. Stewart acted so embarrass- ed when 1 tried to thank him. Then I wondered still more when I found he has no car. Of course, he might know Mr. Ferris. but I think Mr. Sturges arranged it all."

"Well, seeing you've doped 2t out . Maybe I shouldn't say it. But Mollie Ferris wasaip here one day, talking herself clean, and she told ms as much. What else?"

"The day after the holdup. a law- yer came to see Daddy and fixed everything up so he could come home. H; wouldn't take any fee . . He Just said he was interested."

"Who was this Banta Claus?"

"Daddy said his name was Stin- son. Nan gave a. low whistle.

"Somebody did grease that baby's palm! Old Elillh isn't that way. Not for a minute. Well . . . if you think you have the goods on the boy friend; thank him. Let it go at that." .

Jean's brown eyes lowered.

"That's what nukes me feel so . Nan. You see I told Mr. Bturgoe he'd better . . . I asked himnottooometothehouso any more." '