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Fa 31-Piece Dinner Set Given Full suce dinner s' china,guaranteed I S I fcvTTjv against crazing; U \ " ) I JUre "'hite color. \y tivery piece dec- zS-—1 crated with (fs| ro> ? 1 blue . b . a ?<! © 1, and your initial stamped in pure S'*. coin gold - just K Jk .rfh i<h sell 40 packets Qarden Seeds at 10c, according to offer in catalog. Send ftiur name.. Tho WUm>a Seed Co.» Pr//. D IMTyrone t Pa, THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL. AUNT JULIA'S | LETTER BOX “Help for the Helpless—Kindness to All Dumb Things" RULES No unsigned letters printed. No letter written on both sides of paper printed. All letters not *o exceed 150 to 200 words. Dear Children: I want to announce our prize winners. Girls prize: Duel Strickland adjudged the best letter, first be cause it carried the most practical suggestion, as in most places you can get the pine needles; second, because of its artistic char acter and because of the economy in making the gifts. Honorable mention was given to Deane Ritch, Emma Gay Watson and Adele C. Watson. The letters printed were considered the best of many, many received. Boys’ prize: Henry Hicks, adjudged best because it carried the community spirit, which must mean an unselfish as well as a hap py Christmas. Honorable mention given to Luther Clark and Kennis Ables. The prizes will reach the winners as soon, I suppose, as this announcement, and we would appreciate a prompt announcement of the receipt. Lovingly, P. S. It will take two issues they will be helpful to you all. What Can We Do for Christmas 1 I have just received Aunt Julia's letter wanting all the girjs to write and tell her how to make some Christmas gifts that are not so expensive. First, I nm going to tell you how to make pine needle baskets. First you get some long-leaf pine needles, heat a kettle of water, pull the needles from the bough, put in a pan or tub and pour the boiling water over them until It turns red; then take out and spread on board. Let them stay out until they cure. Then you can start your basket. Start with a tiny round ball, going round and round. When you get around two or three times, then make a round guide of wire about the size of a pencil, and keep it full of straw. You can make the basket either large or small. Crocheted doilies are very nice and not very expensive. I hope my letter will be of some benefit to the cousins. I re main an, old cousin, DUEL STRICKLAND. Slocumb, N. C. P. S.—Use coarse thread for sewing bas ket. Trim with beads if desired. Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Here I come with, m.v views on how to spend Christ mas day: First, I think we should remem ber that it is the greatest of all birthdays, and thank our Heavenly Father for sending His only Son into the world that we might not die, but have eternal life. I think we should get all the pleasure out of the day we could. One of the greatest pleasures is that of making someone else happy. We should do all we can to brighten the path of some other fellow being. A Christmas tree in the evening is a delightful pleas ure. Have a community affair of it, and invite all of your friends to come and bring presents for one another. Your nephew and cousin, HENRY HICKS. Alpharetta, Ga., Route 3. Hello, Aunt Julia and Cousins! I thought perhaps a word of greeting might be wel come from a former reader of The Journal and incidentally from a “little school tecaher” way down south. It is interesting to read the letters from’ all the states. We learn a great deal about our beautiful America from some of the letters. I must compliment Aunt Julia on that good story in a recent issue entitled "A Journey With Aunt Julia.” It pleases me to read a true story like that. What a lot of good it did me! Can't you give us another one soon? Please. Aunt Julia, may I enter the Christmas contest?. Girls, the work apron is a practical gift and can be made inex pensively, but attractively. This apron can be used for a work bag as the pocket has drawstrings of ribbon and when the apron is not being worn the top part can be turned over into the pocket, the drawstrings pulled and you have a bag in a jiffy. Any dainty material may be used, figured lawn, dimity or swise. Cut it 27x36 inches; make a hem at each end one inch deep, then make an inch tuck nineteen inches from one end. Stitch the lower edge of this tuck to the apron and this forms the casing for drawstring at the back of the pocket, then turn up at that end and sew at the sides for the pocket. One-inch ribbon is run in for drawstraings and it is also used to run in the hem at the top for strings. This makes an ideal work apron and workbag, too. So you see it is two presents in one. The butterfly hairpin holder, bird teapot holder, portfolio and the silk and leather workbag are convenient gifts; also, the handbag of cretonne is useful. With love and a merry, .merry Christmas to Aunt Julia and every cousin. Don’t wait too long to write to ADELE C. WATSON. odenville, Ala., P. O .Box 75. Gift Suugestions: I am going to tell you how to make attractive handkerchiefs out of bits of lawn or linen. Be sure that you get the cloth square. To do this pull out a thread and cut along this line. Here is a beautiful edge that is very simple to make and one can make it in a variety of colors: Draw out two threads of the linen; take a strand of embroidery cotton a little more than twice the length of the handkerchief: at the center tie in the third thread of linen; at the opposite end very carefully begin to draw out this thread which at the same time draws through the colored cotton. If the linen thread breaks it will be nec essary to pull it out and tie the fourth one onto the cotton. This must be avoided if possible, as it makes too large an opening. Several of these threads make a solid band and it is very pretty. Turn in edges and make a tinv hem. DEANE RITCH. Matthews, N. C. Dear Aunt and Cousins: Here I am again. If I call too often just let me know it, but Auntie snfd for the boys to tell how to spend Christmas, so I thought I'd try. Here is my suggestion: Christmas is kept in memory of our Lord, who died that we might live, and the best way to spend it, in my opinion, is to do as He did. try to make someone happy on that day. It does no good ta take a package of firecrackers and shoot them all over the place, and maybe burn up something, while we could be off rending for. or talking to some in valid or shut-in. One of these unfortunate fellowmen would remember the day with happy thoughts of the visitor for many months, whereas you would soon forget the firecrackers and no good would be accom plished. I want you cousins to write tn me. I am your old con sin. LUTHER CLARK. R. F. D. 3. Galivants Ferry, S. C. Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you please admit a fanner boy into your happy band of boys and girls? Well, cousins, Christmas is coming. What a happy birth day it will be. Let’s give some of our cousins and friends a present, and go to some church services somewhere., and come home and have a nice Christmas dinner, nnd in the afternoon have a Christmas sur prise party and play a few nice games, and eat fruits and nuts. Well, we take the dear old Journal, and papa said he would have to subscribe for two or three copies of The Journal, we all liked Aunt ~MOTHER! “California Syrup of Figs” Child’s Best Laxative Z-/ -x j ’ A y : Accept ’’California" Syrup of Flgs> ' >nly—look for the name California on he package, then you are sure your •hild ts having the best and most armless physic for the little stem , ach, liver and ooweis. Children love its fruity taste. Full directions on each bottle. You must say "Califor nia.’’'— (Advt.) AUNT JULIA. for our Christmas letters. Hope The Tri-Weekly Journal’s Fashion Suggestions Ladies’ Waist. The richness of fine filet lace shows to good advantage in this •emi-tailored blouse of Georgette cnApe. A long collar that rolls back from the rest is the dominant fea ture. The ladies’ waist No. 9,844 is cat /.WM Ik /’ KI ° RT /• fa ° / /&? ° wL #1 in sizes 36 to 44 inches bust meas ure. Size 36 requires 2% yards 86- Incb material with 3 yards lace. Price 15 cents. Limited space prevents showing all the styles. VFe will send our 32- page fashion magazine, containing all the good new styles, dressmak ing helps, serial story, &c., for sc. postage prepaid, or Bc. if ordered with a pattern. Send 18c. for mag azine and pattern. , In ordering patterns and maga zines write your name clearly on a sheet of paper and inclose the price, in stamps. Do not send your let ters to the Atlanta office but direct them to — FASHION DEPARTMENT, ATLANTA JOURNAL, 22 East Eighteenth St., New York City. Julia's letter box so well. I am in the sixth grade at school; my age is 11 years. I will describe myself: I have brown eyes, fair complexion, brown hair. Who has my birthday, November IS? I will ring off, with a riddle: Round as a ball, sharp as an awl, lives all the summer and dies in the fall. A new cousin, KENNIS ABLES. Westminster, S. C., R. F. D. No. 2. P. S.—Find inclosed 5 cents for the American orphan. Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: I wonder if I may have a little place in the de lightful club and enter the contest. I have been a reader of The Journal for over a year, and I love every nook and corner of the paper, but the letter box corner is my favorite. Unusual is the girl who does not delight in a pretty bag, and when it is useful as well, such a bag is doubly desir able. The cretonne bag is both attractive and practical, besides being easy to make. It is well to select cretonne with decided motifs, one of which can be used in each side. Cut two pieces each measuring eight by ten inches, round one end of each. Cut two pices of silk the same size anti shape for lining. Lay a piece of silk and one of cretonne together and baste at the edges. Do the same to other pieces, then lay flat with the silk sides together and baste around to within two incites of the top edge. Now bind together with antique braid, the sides being left open to a depth of two incites. Sew a dozen small bone rings inside on a line with this opening and run through a draw-string of gilt cord, with small balls as a finish. Sincerely, MISS EMMA GAY WATSON. Odenville, Ala., P. 0. Box 75. FACTS ABOUT FURNITURE (In this series of illustrated sketches, The Tri-Weekly Journal the most interesting and important points concerning “Period Furniture.” Bach little article will be complete in itself.) Type of Colonial Four-Post Bed j, ! The name of this style of furni ture is derived from the Colonial days of the United States and is an outgrowth of the urniture brought over to the colonies from the mother country. The Colonial style was de rived from this furniture by making it plainer and leaving Ciff orna ments. The bed illustrated is a Colonial four-post bed, and is a good exam ple of the modern adaptation of Co lonial style. The Tri-W eekly Journal'* Own Serial The Only Thing That Counts A Mystery Romance of Modern Bohemia By the Famous Novelet Carolyn Beecher (Copyright, 1920.) Chapter XII HELEN had always had away of taking stock of herself, her belongingjs, her friends. So now she checked the lat ter off as she sat alone in the gath ering darkness of a late fall after noon. ‘‘Adele, Kirk uansiug, Mortimer Kellogg, and Mrs. Cook.” She spoke each name aloud. Naturaly she had met many others, but they were but casual acquaintances, did not touch her life, make either for her comfort or discomfort. These four were the only people in all New York in whom she was at all interested, or to whom she meant anything. ‘‘A very select circle,” she mused, a faint smile touching her lips, “but all I want.” Another stoiy, tne one she had written after she had burned the one laid in California, had been accepted. When Adele had called her “lucky” and groaned over her own inability to to get any of her sketches accepted, Helen had only smiled and taken its acceptance as a matter of course. “The world owes me a living,” was her constant attitude, and she would compel that world to pay its debt. “I know it isn’t all luck, that you are enormously clever. Mortimer Kellogg says all your stories ring true, that you know life and so you can write of it.” Adel was sitting on the edge of the desk, swinging her long legs, while Helen rested. “I don’t see that you are so much wiser than other people as far as really knowing things! You don’t know half what I do about some things, even if you are a little older. If you had been married, lost your husband in some terribly harrowing way, or been divorced I could understand what he means by saying you can write be cause you know life. I guess it was just editorial jargon. He is crazy over you and would say something nice anyway.” “You’re a little cat!” “Be careful, or when I get a hunch I will do as cats (Jo —spit.” Adele laughed. “You see, Helen, I’m jeal ous. I haven’t told you—wanted to surprise you if I could. But I have been getting up at the most un earthly hours and trying to paint a about it after I had sold it. But there’s nothing doing! I’ve taken it to every dealer I know who would be apt to buy it —and a lot whowouldn t. None of them would even talk to me. So I have stood it in the corner with the rest. I shall have enough to nil a wagon if I keep on. Do you won der I am jealous when you sell your stories so easily and I never sell any thing? Why, I can’t even give them away.” In spite of Adele s light, laughing manner, her eyes misted. Helen saw and said: “Why try 1 any more, Adele? Why not use your artistic talent in some other way? Design lingerie “Oh, Helen! Degrade my art in that manner!” They both laughed, uproariously at Adele’s remark, Hel en because it was so absolutely ridiculous, Adele because she was a bit hysterical over her disappoint ment. “I do not call the designing of any thing beautiful degrading, Adele, Helen said, now speaking seriously. ‘And isn’t it better to do something you can make a success than to keep striving for something that con stantly eludes you? There is a great deal of money in costume designing of any kind —so I understand. Adele swung her long legs a trifle more violently as she listened. Helen knew she cared little for money. They were singularly alike in that respect. As long as they were happy, had enough for their simple wants, they never talked of money or envied others its possession. Helen had ex perienced unhappiness when she had money and knew that it meant very little comparatively. Then they were both busy. And there is nothing like work to banish discontent. ‘‘Oh, well, I may descend to it some way.” Then: “You see, Helen—or perhaps you won’t —but just thinking I would some day be an artist has been good for me, helped me in a W£ *T don’t think I quite understand, Adele.” “Well, you see, I was deep in the throes of an idea that I believed would make me famous, if I coula get it upon canvas, when that fellow I told you about —that man from California —came running after me. He was fascinating! I don t deny that he almost fascinated me. But you see I had my picture on my mind. It took all my spare time— when I wasn't at work or with him — so I had no time to get silly over him, thinking about him, I mean. He was always complaining that my picture was his rival, that he was jealous of it. I scrapped them both at about the same time. Funny, wasn’t it? I’ll get his picture and show it to you. You won t blame me for pretty nearly falling for him when you see it. He is a stunner for looks.’* Without waiting for an answer Adele ran up the stairs, to return in a moment with a photograph. wluch she laid in Helen’s lap. She was looking directly at her. waiting to be commended for her good taste in proclaiming the original of the phot erranh a “stunner,” so did not fail to see the quick start Helen gave or to note the deathlike pallor of her face. CHAPTER XIII ..TX r HAT is It, Helen? Do • • \A/ you know him? Adele V V asked as she noticed the effect the photograph had on her. „ “No—l don’t think so—now. Quickly Helen had pulled herself together. ”1 thought I did at first. But I see now it is only a resem blance. Not very close, at that, as I look longer at the picture. He is very good looking,” she added, in her ordinary tone. “Isn’t he? Do you wonder I nearly fell for him?” Adele replied, speak ing naturally, taking her cue from Helen, yet not at all convinced that she did not know the original of the picture. “I suppose I should have scrapped this when I did my painting and him. But he looked well on my dresser for a time. 1 put him away just about the time you came and put Bob Kemp s pic ture in the frame. I feel lonely un less I have some fellow’s photo around. Besides, it is fun to let the girls think I have an affair,” Adele rattled on, watching Helen all the time. When the door closed on her Helen dropped her face into he» hands, her features showing drawn and white, now that need for con cealmen ‘ was past. While she had taken her life into her own hands, determined to mold it as she would, she was now just an ordi nary woman, and not proof against the surprise that had been hers when Adele laid that photograph in her lap. To see that face had brought back a hundred little per sonal facts which burnt deeply into her consciousness as she sat with her far'' ‘-‘”1 buried in her hands. The sense of something vital in her life that ’ gone forever had stared out at her from that pictured face. “Why oh, why?” she moaned, ns slow, hot tears dribbled down be tween her ‘‘-'gers. “Why did it have to be Adele who knew him, and so bring it all back to me?” She knew there had been a twist in him from the beginning. But not before it was too late. Had she done her best for him —and for herself? There had been times when her con science pricked her. Finally she wiped her eyes, and. going into her bedroom, unlocked her trunk. From it she took a photo graph and for several minutes ex amined it. Then, with a slight curl of her lip, she tore it into tiny bits and burned them. She relocked the trunk, battled her face, and to all appearances, was her old, indiffer ent self. But she did not hide from hreself that she had received a shock. “I wonder —,” Adele said aloud, as she climbed the stairs to her rooms. ‘‘l wonder —” Before she put the picture away— more carefully than she had previ ously—her mind was busy with thoughts of Helen, the evident snock the picture had been to her. “She knows him,” she said aloud. “It was no chance resemblance. I don’t understand why she didn’t say so. She saw he was nothing to me.” A sigh accompanied the last re mark. Adele had been very much interested in the original of the pho tograph. >At times she had thought she could not give him up. She despised herself for it, but there was a little vein of something very like jealousy running through her curiosity. Adele, in her free and easy life among the Bohemian crowd she had affected, more es pecially before Helen came, knew that the sex-life of the present gen eration was making its own codes— new codes. She know that unmoral ity was rife, even where immorality was frowned upon. She was shut out from adopting a new sex code by heredity, by the spirit of her parents in her, the teachings of the eld minister, her strict attendance upon divine service through all her childish years. She had known, she could be noth ing to this man without a combat ing of all her prejudices that would leave her stranded, her faith gone. She hated to think what her father and mother would have said had she been weak—as she often longed to be. Often she had moments of re volt. But she had almost forgotten the spell this man cast around her until Helen had showed emotion when she saw the picture. Now the old fever flowed in her blood again. Not the picture, but another woman’s attitude, Helen’s, had pro voked it. You see there is no surer, safer way to provoke a woman’s interest in a man than to let her know some other woman is also interested in that man. This angle of sex admi ration has always been attributed to the male, but it is a mistake. In this respect, the female is far dead lier. She wants what the other wom an wants —almost invariably. And this is especially so of the woman, or girl, who is no mercenary, as was Adele. “I wonder what she was to him!” was her last waking thought. “I wonder what she was to him!” was Helen’s wide-eyed question as she tossed sleeplessly the whole night through. (To Be Continued.) CHRISTMAS Is Coming! Here Are Some Tri-Weekly Journal Suggestions for Mak ing Simple, Inexpensive Gifts at Home. Fur Ornament A cluster of taffeta silk flowers in many delicate shades is a pretty or nament to wear on muff or fur neck piece. The flower petals are made by shirring a folded piece of silk and drawing it in a circle. The center is made of a tiny ball of cotton, cover ed with silk. Then the raw edges of the petals are pulled tight around the center, to complete the flower. Cheery Greating's A dainty, cheery remembrance may be made by rooting slips of a frag rant rose geranium or pink be gonia, and sending them as Christ mas greetings. Latest Fashions (But Not From Paris) * * : . ' f ' ' G • S: -. Pictured above ie a society butterfly of Korea, all dolled up in the latest glad rags of the ultra-fashionable. Mrs. Korea is partial to white. Her millinery is a mixture of nightcap, bath towel and turban. It has been the latest style in Korea for some several centuries. The simple little frock has, as you may notice, the rather short skirt, but this defect is more than balanced by the cute panta lets the lady wears. This makes it unnecessary for her to wear stockings. The entire outfit is built with the idea of efficiency and economq in mind. When Mrs. Korea deems it needful to laun der her wearing apparel she wades neck-deep into the first handy river or lake. Sprashing around a bit has the same ef fect as using the scrubbing board. Then she returns to land and the sun does the drying and ironing. Laundry bills are as rare as French heels. SATURDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1920. THE COUNTRY HOME CONDUCTED BY MRS.W.H.FELTON A THANKSGIVING TALE OF WOE Thanksgiving has come! How the news quickly spread Over the farmyard From the barn to the shed, The hens and the roosters Soon sound the alarm; They think the young turkey Is coming to harm. But listen a moment, Good friends, you shall hear, The hens were mistaken, And proud chanticleer; For Bessie had listen’d Just night before last, When father and brother Were talking so fast About the gray rooster And her turkey bird. Which made her mistrust So she heard every word: “The gray cock is plump, While the turkey seems thin,” , So argued her father. “It would be a sin To murder the latter And get only bones To put on the platter, While there is fat Jones.” Thus Bessie’s young turkey Struts proudly today, Little knowing what good luck Just happened his way. Take warning, I pray you, Don’t spread any news. For fear lest misfortune May be in your shoes, As it was with the rooster (Jones was his name). Who thus was beheaded When Thanksgiving came. LOUISE MATTHEWS. Blue Hill, Milton, Mass. The Lemon Cure Constant letters came to me con cerning consumption cures. As I am not a doctor, it is really very surpris ing that I should be requested so oft en on this line of progress. I am, however, glad to send any sugges tion or advice or condolence, because consumption, now called tuberculo sis, has a wide sweep and does dead ly damage in this country of ours. It is said to number more victims an nually than any prevalent disease in these United States. I am continu ally asked to tell what I know about what is known as the Lemon Cure. I have no regular formula to present, but I can tell the story as it is told to me, and I have been spared any lung trouble. Take a dozen lemons (or less or more) and boil them in a little wa ter, enough to make them cook well | and tender. Then squeeze both pulp j and rind until you get all the juice | or essence out of them. Sweeten to i suit, for sugar is a great healer of inflamed throats and pain In the chest. Whenever a cough is trou blesome, drink a half cupful, unless the acid irritates the stomach. Drink it early and often if it does not oth erwise irritate, keep it up all day and every day. Nature has many simple remedies. Lemons are one of the most valuable. In my younger days we doctored a cold with strong gin ger or pepper teas. We do not hear so much about such red-hot temedies for a cold as we used to do. This lemon cure is grateful to a fevered patient. It soothes and is a grate ful beverage in sickness or in health. MARY MEREDITH’S ADVICE TO LONELY GIRLS AT HOME Will you advise me just once again, as I think I need some ad vice? You may remember me as I have written you before. I am a girl, seventeen years of age, and I am troubled. I went with a ‘ boy eighteen years c* age for a long time, and he seemed to care every thing for me. He lived a long ways off and he couldn’t come often, and when he would come he seemed so glad to see me. We were engaged to be married and lots of people knew it (that’s what I hated). He told me he simply could not live without me. He wrote me about oth er girls, and to be even with him, I wrote him about some boys, and he got angry with me and said I was not true. I wrote him I was just joking. One of his friends told me he was engaged to a girl near his home. I wrote him about it'and he said it was a lie, and in a few weeks he was married. See. he told me a lie and tried to deceive me. I loved him. Oh, you don’t know. And he seemed to love me. He would tell me all his business and talk about our future home; how happy we would be. It almost killed me to have my hopes dashed to the ground in that way. I did love him and, oh, the worst is I love him yet. Yes, if i could only forget after all. He has been married six months and I still love. him. What must I do? Daddy wants me to marry another. This boy loves me. 1 am so unhappy. TRUE LOVE. Stop weeping your heart out for this boy. I know it seems hard and it is. I know all about it, child, but stop and think: “Is he worth it?” No! “He deceived you in the first place.” He didn’t show much judgment when he married the thirteen-year-old girl. She is too young to know what she is doing The thing for you to do is to try to get your mind off of this boy. After a while you will forget him; yon will be happier. Console your self with this, that “there is a destiny which shapes our ends rough-hewn though they may be.” And some day you will be very happy in the love of a man more worthy of you. “And yoi will laugh when you think how you cried over this boy.” I am coming to you for a bit o advice. I always read your advic-., and find it very helpful. lam six teen and have been going with a boy seventeen. I love him very dearly and he said he loved me. We were engaged to marry Christmas and I went to a party one night with him, and one of my boy friends said he had something to tell me, and i went with him to get some water, and my sweetheart got angry with me. Please tell me if you think he loved me and how I can win him BLACK-EYED SUSAN. Your sweetheart showed a great deal of jealousy and lack of self-control. Pay no atten tion to him. If you are in the right, stick to it. If he cares for you he will come to see you again; if not, let him go. You are young and there are lots of other boys just as nice - as he is, only you must find it out, and you cannot do it if your eyes are red and swollen from weep ing over this particular boy. We are two girls coming to you for advice. I am sixteen years of age. I went with a boy twice and he left here, but he passes here ev ery other day on the train. He waves at me. Is it any harm for me to wave at him? I am fourteen. I have been gong with a boy but now he makes dates and breaks them. Would you go with him any more or not? Would you imagine he loves me or not? We re main yours truly, MARIE and MAE. I do not think there is any harm in the young man waving to you, as he passes your home on the train. MAE. I would discontinue making en gagements with the young man. Evidently he doesn’t care very much for wou. “Turn about is fair play.” Make a few with him and break them, or as I have stated above, discontinue any dates with him. Here comes two lonely girls for advice. I, Bill, am nineteen, and am deeply in love with a widower, Mr. Smith. He is sixty years old and has nine children and two grandchildren living with him. Do you think I could get along with the childxeu.? All except one sem The Orphan Girl This is a good old world in many ways. I have had a number of let ters on the subject and if the friends of the girl will put an "ad” in the Eastman newspapers it is my opinion that relatives may be located in that section. Ask for friends to Ruby Johns or Jones. Ruby lives near Blanford, Fla. How About Your Thanksgiving In 1920? To begin with, I have so much to be thankful for that I am unable to get up in the mornings, wait on my self, eat what is set before me and can see and hear and enjoy the bless ings of friends —that all my Thanks giving days at eighty-five years of age are great days for such as me. God’s preserving mercies are grand and glorious. I never expect to get big presents. I am not craving of quantities of rich food. . I am never pining to go-someyhere, just to be go ing. So I like for myself to have a real good fire to sit by, a real good book to read or the daily papers and enjoy seeing other people happy. Very much indeed. When there is no illness to be anxious about and no fu nerals to sadden us, I can always have a real good Thanksgiving anni versary with very little trouble. When I was ves?y young—we made a good deal more of Christmas than Thanksgiving feasts or festi vals. The northern folks emphasized the Thanksgiving occasions, while the southern folks on big plantations, had a big time from about 3 o’clock in the morning until bedtime or later. I remember a jolly time when I was deemed to be mature enough to go to grandmother’s on the train and make a visit by myself—with out anybody to iturse me, or “boss” me. In those old Christmas days in ante-bellum Georgia—we began with a great big egg-nog in a big bowl and everybody had a glass full —old and young—black and white. That’s the way the fun started. Then came a “Christmas gift” ex perience. As I was in quite good fa vor with my kinnery I had quite a good share of attention on this line and they made me very happy to be so graciously remembered. After breakfast the men folks generally “went a-hunting.” The women folks, black and white had a big time, fixing the big dinner. Such as me, I expect, were often in the way—but the kin-folks were good enough to keep me from know ing it. The big dinner was the principal feature of the day and the table groaned under the eatables and abounding plenty. We young ones were also nibbling at goodies all day long. When bed-time came, we were literally full, mind and body— with frocks too tight. Now-a-days, there are the "movies,” the joy rides In automobiles, all sorts of toys and all sorts of extravagance, and dancing—with dimes to spend on store things, soft drinks or ice cream cones. I question very much which gen eration really got the most out of either Thanksgiving days or old Christmas days. But the world moves and the young ones make pretensions—and we old ones laugh about them. very foolish about me. He seems to be jealous of his father and tries to go with me himself. Do you think we could be happy if we were to marry? I, Jack, am eighteen and am tn love with a widower fifty-five years old. We were to be married in December, but we have had a little trouble. I asked this man (Mr. Driuer) to shave his mustache off because I could not bear them when he kissed me. He refused to do this and I refused to marry him. Did I do wrong and should I ask him to forgive me? I don’t think I can ever be happy without him. He has nine children and they are all with him. Do you think the chil dren would love me, and do you think we could all be happy togeth er? Please advise us what to do as we have no one to tell us what to do. BILL AND JACK. J shall n,ot take your letters seriously for I am sure you wrote them in a spirit of fun. But if you really mean what you wrote, my advice is to “let the old widowers alone.” They would want women with level heads to be the manager of their homes and children. Not a couple of wax-doll babies, to dress so rtheir kiddies to smash up and leave face downward on the floor. Don’t let them put any silly stuff in your baby ears. And as for the mustache—maybe you would prefer a darling black one—like those of the hero’s in Laura Jean Libby’s novels. I am coming to you for advice. I am a girl 20 years old, and I am in love with a boy 21 years; he is a col lege boy; I am only an eighth-grade girl. I had to quit school when I was 16 because I was motherless. This boy has been going with me three years. Some of the people talk a whole lot about me—tell him that lam a rude girl. I have been and am as true to him as I can be. When I go to public meetings he will talk to all the girls—then before I get ready to go home he will come where I am. He comes to see me every four weeks. Sometimes he treats me nice, then again he will hardly talk; only telling me things he has heard. How can I win his love? And what must I say when he meets me 4gain, tell ing me about something he heard? Thanking you kindly for an early re ply. S. M. If the young man cares for you, naturally he will a prefer ence for your society above ev eryone else’s. But it is not right for him to nag you about the things he hears about you. He should judge for himself. Be in dependent, do not argue with him when he starts telling you about what he has heard. Say this to him, that if he believes the things he hears about you, noth ing you can ®ay or do will change his mind, and you would rather he had something else to talk about. Let him see you care nothing about what he hears. If you are sure, you are doing right. I think he shows very poor man ners r.nd a lack of sense to keep worrying you about gossip he has heard. 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