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How Girls May Get W ork By BEATRICE TAIRFAX. Don’t spend all your time think ing about dress, but for goodness sake don’t go about looking like a frump. A man is twice as ready to listen to a girl's application for work if she looks pleasant and dresses neatly.-—BEATRICE FAIR FAX. T -> IK other (lit,. I met m yum? worn- A RAMBLE WITH EULOGIA A Love Story of the Old Spanish M ss o r s By Gertrude Atherton ELLA WHEELER WILCOX: Under the influence of the romances of Human, Eulogia is in love with .luan. The match, however, does not receive the approval of Dona l J om- pnsa, who, while Juan is serenading her daughter, pours hot aahes upon his head. This drives him away and Eulogia. promises that she will have no more sweethearts until she is six teen years of age. When her sixteenth birthday ar rives Eulogia is taken to a party by tier mother and there meets Don an who was looking for c;n-j I’abln Igncstriu, who she at first dis- •omplaincd of but later asks to return to her , ' (i . , n , city after he has been called away. While she awaits anxiously his ar rival slit* hears that he has been mar ried to a former sweetheart. Her mother then urges her to marry Don Hudson, the rich American, hut Eulo- gia demurs, saying that nothing Is known of him and that she does not like him She has gathered much wisdom from the reading of Dumas, and as she applies this to Don Hud son, her mother is angry. ployment. Sh< having a very hard time in .finding anything, and as 1 looked at her I did not wonder that she had a hard time. Such a doleful face you never law. No man would ever want so mu di dolefulness facing him every day. She made not the slightes attempt to beautify herself in any way. Her clothes looked as though she flung them at herself. Her hair was dressed in the most unbecoming manner pos sible. and altogether she was an un attractive looking piece of girlhood. If I had had the time to talk to her, I would have said: "My dear, you never in the world will get a job while you look as you do now. Perk up a little bit. look cheerful, dress yourself decently and then try again. Rear this in mind, girls—don’t spend all your time thinking about dress, hut for goodness sake don’t go about looking like frumps. A man is twice as ready to listen to a girl’s application for work If she tcoks pleasant and dresses neatly and b comlngly. Men can’t stand doleful women. They* like brightness and cheerfulness. The girl who always appears willing to attempt whatever work Is set be fore her Is bound to get on. There Is no use In sulking and look ing abused whenever you are asked to do extra work. If the request only comes once in a while, it won’t hurt you a bit. When you apply for a position, don’t brag of what you can do/ State your accomplishments in a straightforward, modest way. and show that you are willing to do your best if you get the chance. A girl will often be employed sim ply because she looks willing and bright. An employer knows that a cheerful employee lias a good effect on her fellow workers. Don’t start out looking as though you had not a friend on earth, but pot on your neatest dress and your bright- « st look, and sec If you don’t find It easy to find work. A Like a Motor Car. LARGE German woman held up a long line of people at the money C»rder window in a pout tiff ire the other da\. und all because her memory had failed. She wanted to send some money to her son. a sailor on a merchant steamer then in foreign waters, but when she presented the application at the window the clerk noticed that the address was lacking “Well, where do you want to send it?" he asked. "We can’t give you the money order unless you know the name of the place." ••Yah, dot’s tie trouble," she replied. “I didn’t pring his letter, und I can’t remember der name of der town, but It’s some place out of China dot sounds like tier noise a motor car makes " The two clerks looked at each other dubiously. • “What kind of a noise does a motor car make?" asked one. “Honk, honk!" suggested the other. “Yah, dot’s it!" exclaimed the woman ’ llonk konk," dot’s tie place!" “Fin it in Hong Kong." said the clerk; and she paid ovei her inofiey. Now Go on With the Story. TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. "I fear to break it, senor, for 1 have faith that It is marie of thin glass It would rut my feet I like better the smooth floor Who Is that standing by the window? He has not danced to night?" "Don I'ahlo Igncstria. of Monterey. He says that the women of San Luis are not half so beautiful or so elegnrt as the women of Monterey; he says they are too dark and too small lie does not wish to dance with anyone; nor do any of the girls wish to dance with him. They are very angry." “I wish to dance with him. Bring him to me." "But, senorita. I tell thee thou wouldst not like him Why do those eyes flash so? Thou lookesi as if thou wouldst fight with thy little fists." I ton Carmelo walked obediently over to Don Pablo, although burning with Jealousy. "Senor, at your service," he said. "I wish to introduce you to the most charming senorita in the sala." "Which?" asked Ignestria. incurious ly. He Was Handsome. Don Carmelo indicated Eulogia with a grand sweep of his hand "That little thing? Why, there are a dozen prettier girls in the sala than site, and I have not cared to meet any of them." "But site has commanded me to take you to her, senor, and—look at the men crowding about her! Do you think I dare disobey?" The stranger’s dark eyes became less insensible He was a handsome man. with his tall figure and smooth, strong face, but about him hung the indolence of the Californian * he said, “take me to "Very well,' her." He asked her to dance, and after a waltz Eulogia said she was tired and they sat down within a. proper dis tance of Dona Pomposa’s eagle eye "What do you think of the women of San Luis Obispo?" Eulogia asked inno cently. "Are they not handsome?" "They are not to he compared with the women of Monterey since you ask me." * "Because they, find the men of San Luis more gallant than the Senor Don Pablo Ignestria!" "Do they? One. I believe, asked to have me introduced to her!" "True, senor. 1 wished to meet you, that the ladies of San Luis might have their vengeance." He stared at her. "Truly, senorita. but you do not hide your cards. And why, then, should I full in love with you?" smile, aipped her wine, and went on talking to Ignestria in her soft, monot onous voice. "My friend Gracloea la Cruz—went a few weeks ago to Monterey for a visit. You will tell her I think of her —no?” As Stubborn as Pretty. "I will dance with ner often because she is your friend—until I return to San Luis Obispo." "Will that be soon, senor?" "i told thee that would be as soon as thou wished. Thou wilt answer my let ter—promise me, Eulogia." "I will not, senor. I intend to be wiser than other women. At the very least my follies shall not burn paper. This Is Number HI it: tne Series and Is Ad dressed to a Girl Who Is Sorry )or Herself. By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. (Copyright. 191;!, by Journal-Ameriean- Examiner.) NUMBER ML O A GIRL who is sorry for her self : Your letter show’s me ’not If how badly Fate treats you, but how r o badly you are treating yourself. You are standing outside of your self. and making a mental picture of misery and neglect, and sorrow, of loneliness and heart hunger—and weeping over it. That is the easiest and the weakest thing a mortal can do. I doubt if a human being lives, no NCE more Aunt Anastacia rolled matter how seemingly fortunate and her large figure through Eulogia’s to be envied, who could not find a thou w’antest an answer thou wilt re turn." "I will not return without that an swer. I can never see thee alone, and if I could any coquetry would not give me a plaint answer. I must see it on paper before I will believe.” “Thou canst wait for the day of resur rection for thy knowledge, then!" way and handed her a letter. "From Don Pablo Ignestria, my baby,” she said. "Oh, what a man! What a Ca ballero! And so smart! He waited an hour by the creek in the mission gardens until he saw thy mother go out. and then he brought the note to me. He begged to see thee, but T dared not grant that, for t thy mother will be back in ten mlft- utes." whole chapter of miseries to mourn over, if he or she chose to turn over the leaves of life’s book to that par ticular page. In every life there is always some thing which might be bettered. One person likes his environments, but hates his occupation; another likes his work, but dislikes his envi ronment; one wants th£ city; another wants the country; and so on ad in- "Go down stairs and keep my mother fl n jtum. there," commanded Eulogia. and Aunt Y’ou feel you are particularly un- Anastacia rolled off, while her niece fortunate in not having a harmonious girl, to thank God for whatever has DOM to your own soul; and picture to yourself a life apart from the fam ily. It will come to you if you live in a way deserving of this freedom. It will come either by a change in the people who make the discord or in your change to other surroundings. It can never come while you are pitying yourself. Self Pity is Weakness. Self-pity is weakness and a waste of mental force. \ It is a great weakness of character * to continually crave pity and sym pathy; and to want people to be sorry for you. Just as well might every pupil who is given a lesson ask all the teachers and all the other scholars to be "sorry,” and bestow sympathy. We are placed in this world where our actions and thoughts in other 4 lives direct our path; and we are here to build character and learn the power which lies in our minds to change present conditions and shape a better future. We can never do this by con stantly mourning, over our situation. For such feelings waste our energies and prevent constructive processes of thought. Thank God for Trouble. Begin right now’, to-day, my dear She sat in the deep window seat watching the waves of the Pacific hurl themselves against the cliffs. "Because 1 am different from the women of Monterey." “A “ "And If I Hate You?” GOOD reason why I should ot. I have been in every town in California, and I ad mire no women but those of my city." "And because you will hate me nrst." "And if I hate you how can I love you?” “It Ih the same. You hate one woman and love another. Each is the same passion, only to a different person. Let the person hived or hated change his nature, and the passion will change." He looked at her with more interest "In truth, 1 think I shall begin with love and end with hate, senorita. But that wisdom was not horn in that little head, for sixteen years, 1 think, have not sped over it no? It went in, if I mistake not. through those bright eyes." "Yes, senor, that is true. 1 am not content to be just like other girls of sixteen. I want to know to know! Have you ever read any hooks, senor?" "Many." He looked ai her with a very lively interest now. “What ones have you read?" "Only the beautiful romances of the Senor Dumas. I have seen no others, for there are not many books in San Luis. Have you read others?" “A great many others. Two wonder ful Spanish books—'Don Quixote de la Mancha.’ and 'Gil Bias,’ and the ro Walter Scott a man of nc: famous man, seno- :;n lent them to me— of our governors-—Alva § I i in mi in mu i. Get The Syrup Habit— It’s Good For You Velva Syrup Is more than a mere sweet. It’s a fine, wholesome, health ful food. It’s fust what growing children need — and It’s good for grown-ups, too. Earnest, careful scientists have long ago exploded the mossy idea that sweets are harmful — and they tell you that sweets are necessary. You’ll find the syrup with the RED LABEL, fine. It has the smoothest ot sugary flavor and rich color. It makes candies, fudge, cakes and cookies that |ust melt in one’s mouth. It goes great with griddle cakes and it will make your good muffins, waffles and biscuits better. Try it and see If this isn’t so. Ten cents and up. according to size. Velva in the green can, too, at your grocer’s. Send lor the book of Velva recipes. No charge. PENICK & FORD, Ltd. New Orleans, La. mancey < England, i rita. A g the great rado.” “And you will lend them to me?” cried Eulogia. forgetting her coquetry. "1 want to read them." Her Eyes Make Him Consent. “Aha! Those cool eyes can flash. That even little voice can break in two. Thou shalt have every hook 1 possess.” “Will the Senorita Dona Eulogia favor us with a song?" Don Carmelo was bowing before her, a guitar in his hand, h1s wrathful eyes fixed upon Don Pablo. "Yes," said Eulogia. She took the guitar and sang a love song in a manner which can best be described as no manner at all—her ex pression never changed, her voice never warmed At first the effect was flat, then the subtle fascination of it grew until the very memory of impassioned tones seemed florid and surfeiting. When she finished Ignestria's heart was hammering upon the steel in which he had prisoned it. "Well,” said Eulogia to Padre Moraga two weeks later, "An I not la favorita?” "Thou art, thou little coquette. Thou hast the power over men which thou must use with discretion, my Eulogia. Tell thy heads three times a day and pray that mayest do no harm.” "I wish to do harm, my father, for men have broken the hearts of women for ages ” "Chut, chut, thou baby! Men are not so black as they are painted. Harm no one and the world will be better that thou hast lived in it." "If I scratch fewer women will be scratched," and sfie raised her shoulders beneath the flowered muslin of her gown, swung her guitar under her arm and walked down the grove, the silver leaves shining above her hair. The padre had hidden all the young people of the upper class to a picnic in the old mission garden. Girls in gay muslins and silk rebosas were sitting beneath the arches of the corridor or flitting under the trees where the yel- | low apricots hung among the green leaves Languid and sparkling faces coquetted with caballeros in bright cali co jackets and knee breeches laced with silken cord, their slender waist girthed with long sashes, hanging gracefully over the hip. The water rippled in a with unwonted nervousness opened the home; in not having more compan . tt ionship with people who are con- , ,, , , .... genial, and in having a great many •Sweet of my soul! Star of my life. materia ) worries. I dare not speak to thee of love, be- | _ . . - . . cause, strong man as 1 am, still am I Life 3. SeiTOUS Thing, a coward before those mocking eyes Y’ou carry always a face of sorrow Therefore, if thou laugh the first time and a look of sadness; and you tell thou readiest that I love thee. I shall rue life grows more and more a very no, see U. and the second time thou -er.ou-1th.^you. ^ mayest be more kind. j you are blest with health; that you j these; and allow’ no one to be sorry "Beautiful and idolized Eulogia. men are j n possession of all your faculties; for you. have loved thee, but never will be cast that you are not crippled or bedrid- | Stand before your mirror and laugh come to you; thank Him for trouble and sorrow; and ask Him to show you the way to transmute these things into a strong, helpful, charac ter; and to give you the power to work up, and out. of all conditions which are distasteful to you. This is your work; and you alone can do it. Then look about you for things to rejoice over; and think and talk of at thy little feet a heart stronger or truer than mine. Aye, dueno ad-orado! 1 love thee without hope? No; I believe den; and that you are pursuing an every day for five minutes; and when occupation which you like. you feel the corners of your mouth Y’ou breathe good fresh air in your turning down bring them UP—and 4 .. , . .. liftio, rvnt. home; you Are not shut up in a tene- laugh again, that thou lovest me, thou cold little one. , ment house; you are not confined in And before very long you wdll dis- u *i .. « ,n a a factory all day; and you are not cover that you are no longer to be starved for good food. , pitied, but to be congratulated. Why, my dear girl, with such a list u For 5’ou will have' made a new of things which could make life hard heaven and a new earth for your- indeed for one left out of what fate 8elf - gives you, if seems to me your days i although thou dost not like to think that thy heart thou hast sealed can open to let love in. But, Eulogia, star of my eyes! I love thee so that I will break that heart in pieces, and give thee another so soft and warm that it will be all winding creek, the birds caroled in the trees; but above all rose the sound of light laughter and sweet, strong voices. They took their dinner behind the arches at a table the length of the corridor, and two of the young mere played the guitar and sang while the others delighted their keen palates with the goods the padre had provided. ‘Shall I Return?” Don Pablo sat by Eulogia. a place he managed to fill very often; but he had never seen her for a moment alone. "I must go soon, Eulogia," he mur mured. as the voices waxed louder. "Duty calls me back to Monterey." “I am glad to know that thou hast aT sense of thy duty." "Nothing but that would take me away from San Luis Obispo. But both my mother and—and—a dear friend are ill and wish to see me." "Thou must go to-night. How canst thou eat and be gay when thy mother and—and—a dear friend are ill?’’ "Ay, Eulogia! Wouldst thou scoff over my grave? I go, but it is for thee to say if I return." "Do not tell me that thou adorest me here at the table. I shall blush, and all will be about my smarting ears like the bees down in the padre’s hive.” “I shall not tell thee that before all the world. Eulogia, all I ask is this little favor; I shall send thee a letter the night I leave. Promise me that thou wilt answer it—to Monterey.” "No, sir! Long ago, when I was twelve. I made a vow I would never write to a man. I never shall break that vow." "Thou wilt break it for me, Eulogia." "And why for you, senor? Half the trouble in the world has been made on paper." "Oh. ^hou wise one! What trouble can a piece of paper make when it lies on a man's heart?" “It can crackle when another head lies on it." "No head will never lie here but" "Mine?" "Eulogia!" “To thee, Senorita Dona Elogia." cried a deep voice. "May the jewels in thine eyes shine by the stars when thou art above them while they shine for us below." and a caballero pushed back in his chair, leaned forward and touch ed her glass with his, then went down on one knee and drank the red wine. Eulogia threw him a little absent through the old house to which I will should be one paean of thanks to God, take thee. For thou wilt come to me. and one prayer for voice and words to praise Him for His manifold bless- i ings. thou little coquette! Thou wilt write to me to come back andr stand with thee in y n ^he same p OS t with your letter the mission while the good padre asks came one f rG m a girl who is totally the saints to bless us? Eulogia! Thou j deaf; and who has lost both 'lower Germany, according to the religious limbs; and she writes me that she statistics of the Empire, has an increase* hast sworn thou wilt write to no man. but thou wilt write to me. my little one Vs had a very pleasant time, enjoy- Thou wilt not break the heart that lives ‘"f «>e outdoor life and the kind inuu w attention of good friends; and that in thine. I kiss thy little feet. I kiss thy tiny hands. I kiss—ay, Eulogia! Adios! Ad'ios! PABLO." She Telle Him to Come. Eulogia could not resist that letter. Her scruples vanished, and. after an en tire day of agonizing composition, she sent these lines: “You can come back to San Luis Obispo. "EULOGIA AMATA FRANCISCA GUADALUPE YBARRO." she has been studying and growing. Does not that make you ashamed of yourself? It ought to. Try for Harmony. An inharmonious home is indeed a great trouble; hut the only thing for one to do who suffers from such a cause is to BE ONE NOTE OF HAR MONY” IN THE RECORDS. Speak the silent word of love to each member of the family; say "Peace, Be Still" to the troubled do mestic ocean, and by every thought. of A Foxy Farmer’s Fortune By MALCOLM DOUGLAS. VELVA NUT ICE CREAM 3-4 cupful Red Velva Syrup. 2 cupfuls scalded milk, J tablespoonful flour. 1-4 cupful sugar, 1 egg, pinch of salt, 2 quarts cream, I cupful chapped English walnut meats, I teuspoenful almond extract, I teaspoon ful rose extract. Beat up the egg with the flour and sugar. and gradually add the milk. Cook for 20 minutes in a double boiler, stirring con stantly. Cool and add the syrup, salt, nuts, cream and the extracts, and freeze. Serve in dainty dishes with a preserved cherry on top of each. ,iTT ENS." said old Farmer Biggs, "is the stuhbornest things I raise; * T They set. an’ set. an’ se;, until they’re sot in their ways; They ain’t got watches to tell the time, but know when the day's begun J When the rooster with his ‘ur-ruh-huh-huh!’ keeps hollerin’ at the sun. "Hen’s has a Labor Union which says that a hen kin lay Jest one egg fur her boss, an' only one egg a day; An’ there’s strikes an’ there’s agitations that start along in the fall. An’ heijs that’s out on a strike don’t lay any eggs at all. “But I've hit on a leetle ijee that arts on ’em like a charm. An' eggs is the biggest profit I’m gittin’ now from the farm; While neighbors o’ mine’s complainin' that eggs with ’em is skeerse, My foolish, deluded pullets is lay in’ ’em somethin’ fierce. "I’ve painted my henhouse ceilin’ to make it look like the sky. With a great big ’lectric sun a-glimerln* up on high; I’ve shet out the light completely, an’, jest by pullin’ a switch. I kin have it as bright as noonday or make it as black as pitch. “When the hens has finished a-lay'.n’ I turn off the ’lectric light. An* up they hop to the’r roost, a’-s’posln*. of course. It's night; Then T turn on the sun ag’in. an* they git the cramp from their legs. An*, thinkln* another day’s come, they start In a-layin* eggs. \n’ it’s nn the firsts, an’ it's off ag’in. an’ on. an’ off ag’in: T’ ; hens o' mine is good Union hens, hut I’m wo”kin‘ ’em all like «in: When n. ighbers ain't gittin’ a single egg. why, each o’ mv hens will lay With me a’bossin* the job as high as seventy eggs a day!" Another year passed. No answer came from Pablo Ignestria. Nor did ! word and act set the example he return to San Luis Obispo. Two harmony, months after Eulogia had sent her Miracles have been wrought by one letter she received one from Grociosa loving, patient soul in a home of la Cruz, containing the information wrangling minds. ... . . , . . _ . . Refuse to quarrel; refuse to he sul- that Ignestria had married the invalid » _. ..^ girl wfiose love for him was the talk [ 8n - r efus ® to be sarcastic, and by of Monterey for many years. And the example of love and kindness, and Eulogia? Her flirtations earned her ; good cheer, shame the other members far and wide the title of Dona Coquet- ta, and she was cooler, calmer and more audacious than ever. To Be Continued To-morrow. of the household into better be havior. Then, If they continue to he dis agreeable, speak the word of FREE- ing number of persons without any re ligious profession. The number has grown from 17,000 in 1907 to nearly 206,006. * * * Astronomical observations were car ried on in China so long as the year 2352 B. C. * * * * Suffrage was granted to women in the Commonwealth of Australia in 1902. * * * The average strength of a woman compared with that of a man is as 67 to 100. Served Him Right. "I am the linluckiest man alive!" "What’s the matter?" "Why, I heard that Muriel was en gaged. so I went round and proposed to her, so that she wouldn’t think I had been trifling with her." “And wasn’t she engaged?" "Yes; but she broke it off. She said my love was more sincere than the other fellow’s." / Vt r • #/ y • • v \ TV/TR. CLOSELY (snappishly)—I be- ^ lleve you’d stand before a mirror all day doing nothing but changing your dresses. Mrs. Closely (dreamily)—Perhaps I would if I had the dresses. Clara—I have been to the theater every night this week, and had a dif ferent escort each time. Fred—You should be more cautious, my dear Miss Clara. Clara—Cautious? Fred—Yes; or ill-natured people will be saying that you can't get the same man to go with you twice. "Mother, ' said an exasperated young lady, "I wish you would not hang that old parrot up in the parlor." "Why not, my dear?” asked her mother. "Why, I think he must have belonged to a street car conductor before you bought him. Every two or three minutes when Edwin is here he chirps out, ‘Sit closer, please.’ It is too embarrassing for anything." A Sunday school teacher had just told the story of Dives and Lazarus to his class, and at the close of the lesson he asked: "Now. boys, which would you prefer to be?” One smart lad replied quickly. “I’d like to be the rich man while I lived and Lazarus when I am dead." "Why, the size of your bill," cried the angry patient to the doctor, “makes me boil all over!" "Ah!” said the eminent practloner, calmly, "that will be two guineas more for sterilizing your system." "I want you to understand that I got my money by hard work.” "Why, I thought it was left you by your uncle." "So it was; but I had hard work getting it away from the lawyers.” Hewitt—Gruet has lost all his money. Jewett—But I thought he was a Napoleon of finance. Hewitt—He was, but he met a Wel lington. "What relation are you to the pris oner?" asked the magistrate of th* witness. 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