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-D, What Sort of Girl Do Men Like Best? women dress to to please each other? In the majority of cases I should caj ■hat they dressed to please each ( pother. The average man admires simplie- I lty In dress; the average woman de lights in elaborate effects. Not one man In a hundred looks on the tower ing pompadour as otherwise than atrocious, and yet, see the vogue it has attained. Every woman likes* to hear her, taste in dress praised by her men friends, but she can not resist the prevailln*- ^ashlons. A gown that every man in i “oom will disparage will bring a f . 1 : of er.vy from every woman present. Careful dressing will Improve ever woman's appearance, but fussy dreos ing will not add to her beauty In th* i least. Girls make a great mistake when fuss so much about their clothes j to give men the impression that can think of nothing else. 't Like Dolls. You see, girls, a young man wants a not a dreesed-up doll, The girl who makes her own clothe- 7 presents a neat and smart ap- makes a great hit with any i man. He can not help but how clever and capable sh. nust be. and that she will, in all prob ability, make a good, economical wife Economy may not sound very r, Inantic, but, all the same, It is a vert desirable quality In a wife, and on ivhich every man admires. The girl who has thousands to [spend on her dress does not look a tvhit more winsome than the one who, pn a small allowance, dresses taste fully and suitably. Two young women sat near me at opera the other night. The eon- rast in their appearance was most loticeable. One was gowned In pompadour sat- a white ground with huge pink soft black* material that fell around her pretty, young figure in graceful folds, it way cut square In the neck ami edged with a fold .of soft white c*epty f ■ > < K . .The t*)b<nv 'sl'ec^Ves were finished w'it!i ruehing of Uie jshine material. \ .single stttuid e£ pp^ris -I’ier only ornament!.* Her h;11 r Svau *p;>Vfed alid rolled a Way face,^ending In a cHlVt. th<' 1 baikvpf hc*r hyad. Simplicity 'Wins. . - . Hvr face >vas itcvBJV. not .a bii pret- f1er<th’an t'hv otlyWAtfuTs, nut she was i t joy uV loyli yuU in,4)er exquisite srtm- ! ! Iicity. A& Tor relative vqst of the two costdmov the';'first exceeded the j second tweniy ; tiriv? 3 - .- v r do not heneydfaliyre was a man in the house who would have,hesitated a. minute as tn wh!t% ? he ■ndh'iired more. The simple e^stiuiie^w.ouM come 'out j • •• - ' ’ The* keynote 'to .beauty is. simplicity, j anil you never cap, make a mistake if you* sti-clrto It. AV*>i<l' extravaga nt ef- \ fecu*. Don’t look as though9£.mipd w$ia all on 'ypur "cTojhep, . "i)oii t frighten youi* .prb^poctiVe aui*6rs away by ex travagant ' idtffts r/rul talk. The Humility of Love AN EMBARRASSING SITUATION What Would You Do if It Happened to You? ] A young man wants a wife, not a dressed-up doll.” dour that I heartily pitied the unfor tunate man who sat .behind her. It was a wonderful pompadour. When it had reached such.a height that you felt it must fall off it began all over again in a series of puffs and curls. The other girl was gowned in some and yellow roses scattered over it. Yellow lace trimmed it profusely wherever it was* possible. There were diamonds, diamonds everywhere—in her corsage, round her neck, in her ears. And, to crown it all, such a pompa- Give* and Take. A X araujsu/ig story is related liy a Paris correspondent. * When tl-o Sdltan of Turkey gave or- dVr$ fur tho n wboJizg,tfV>9 of 'his troops ho'hent. to the King*of Bulgaria a sack of millet, with the following letter: ■“FcrdtnamT Kfftrmrf; molrilt*© if ymr like, but be assured' there are as many soldiers lrr Turkey as-there-are grains- pf millet in this .sack. - Now, if you. wish-, deckipe jtar.” ,, .The King of. liulglia’s reply was in kind. il* sent, a very- rrtHf+r •'smallej; sack fdr«d ..with the ^tiny grains, of a mVtSt:'virulent, red: pepper ‘ rtfTfiV country*; ‘ “Jschg'usjkVit_s^called t .and it does not ! belie Its name, for ttie'effect iS that of a' very vigorous snuff, 1 With it went the* following dedication*.. “Dear Mr. Sultan—The Bulgarians are | not numerous, it is true; but be assured : ihat to stick your nose into their affairs ! is like sticking it into our national con diment. Try it and see. They'll sting you so sharply that the whole of Asia | will not be able to save you.” MARRIED LIFE THE THIRD YEAR By MABEL HERBERT URNER d ABEL HERBERT URNER Sets Down Some Further Third fear Experiences of Helen and iVarren—Letter of Warren’s T was not fair! Aunt Emma had no right to ask it! It was too much to expect! Rebelliously threw down this last letter Warren’s aunt. They had done their share: They sent that box of clothing—and a Until now Helen had not that Warren had sent, the check. She wondered how much it was. Again she tookv up Aunt Em ma’s letter and for the third time it through. Dayton, Ohio,'April 9, 1913. Dear Helen—I can’t tell you how thankful we -were to get the box. If you only knew how much we needed everything you sent. George was especially grateful for that overcoat of Warren's, and your brown suit just fit me. I only had to let out the skirt band. Tell Warren his Uncle George is going to write him and thank him for the check. We hadn’t ex pected that, but it has helped so much. Everything is still in a dreadful condition. The whole house will have to be cleaned and disinfected before anything can be used. The filthy deposit the flood left over everything is hor rible. And we find thaf much of the foundation of the house has been washed away. The walls are all cracked and must of the plaster is off. We have tried to clean out the kitchen and dining room; have tacked sheets over the wails. It will be weeks before we can get the rest of the house fit to use. Now, Helen, I'm going to ask something of you and Warren, which I want you to feel free to answer frankly. You remerqber you once invited Alice to make you a visit. Do you think you could let her come now ? If 1 could only get her away from here for a few weeks it would mean so much to us all. She has not been well all winter, and the horror of this has told on her fearfully. But if you feel that it would not be convenient, and that I am asking too much, please do not hesitate to say so. Lovingly. AUNT EMMA. Helen Is Rebellious. No, it was NOT fair! The more Helen read the letter the more re bellious she felt. If Alice must get away, why could she not visit Carrie or some of the other relatives? They were all better able to have her. It Was all very well for Aunt Emma to write that they must not-hesitate t<j say so if it were not convenient, but she knew they would not say that. Besides the box, Warren had sent a check—-that thought kept rankling. Why had he not told her? How much had he sent? And still his Aunt Emma expected them to do more! Then Helen felt suddenly ashamed of her attitude. Was she getting hard and unsympathetic and selfish? Should she be glad to help these rela tives of Warren’s who had been through such a terrible tragedy and had lost practically everything? For' the rest of the day Helen’s thoughts and feelings were most complex. Her real desire to be gen erous and helpful was mingled with the rankling rebellion about it all. She had met Alice only once, about two years before, and then she had been a very pretty but rather vain and frivolous girl of about eighteen. Helen knew that as the only child, both Aunt Emma and Uncle George had petted and pampered her beyond words. And to have this spoiled young woman on one’s hands for an indefinite visit was not a cheerful prospect. Must Send a Check. Helen restrained her impulse to tell Warren about it as soon as he came home, for she wanted him to have his dinner unworried. But after ward when he was settled in the library, she handed him the letter with a quiet, “Here’s a letter I got from your Aunt,Emma to-day.” He read it without comment, put it down on the table and then gazed frowningly out of the window. Several moments passed and still he did not speak. “What do you think we ought to do, dear,” ventured Helen, finally. Without answering Warren rose and strode up and down the room, his hands in his pockets, frowning down on the floor. He was plainly much upset. “Suppose we’ll have to let her come. Don’t see how we can refuse, do you?” “No, I suppose we can’t,” weakly. “And I’ll have to send a check for her fare, too.” “Oh, will we have to do that? Why surely, Warren, they won’t expect that!” “Well, they’ve lost everything, haven’t they? Uncle George wrote mv that all the stock in the store was ruined, and he had only fire insur ance—nothing to cover this.” “But you just sent them a check, didn’t you?” longing to ask how- much it had been. “Oh. they’ll have used that. Well, we’re in for it, I guess. You’ll have to write her to come on. Say I’ll send a check for her ticket. But by George, I’ve had a bad month, and I can tell you this doesn't come easy.” Helen Writes the Letter. “Oh, dear, I’m so sorry?” Helen stroked his arm in tender sympathy, “but think how much better off we are than so many—those poor p< p)< out there who’ve lost everything—• whose homes and families have been swept away. At least we- have our swept away. At least we have our home and •ach other.” “Huh, well I-don’t think that’s so blamed much. And now we’ve got her coming on here. If’any one thinks I’ve got a cinch—well, they’re welcome to my job. I’m not any too keen on it, I can tell you that. Now if you’re going to write that letter, you'd better get at it.” “Oh, Warren, do I have to write it? Hadn’t you better?” “She wrote you, didn’t she? You're the one has to answer.” . “What shall I say?” going reluc tantly over to the desk. “I can’t truth- 1 fully write we ll be glad to have her come.” “Well, you’re pretty good at lying— so lay it on thick, if were going to do the thing at all, we might as well do it up right.” “When shall I say for her to come?” helplessly. “As soon as she wants to. No use putting it off.” Helen wrote steadily for several moments. “Will this do?” reading aloud. “Dear Aunt Emma—We’ll be very glad to have Alice visit us. We know how difficult things must he for you and are glad of this opportunity to help. I have just talked it over with Warren, and he agrees with me that it will be the best thing.for Alice. We will do everything possible to make her visit a pleasant one arid help her to forget the fear ful ordeal she has been’through. “Warren says tell you he will send a check for her fare in a few days. .Let us know 4 whyn to ex pect her. “Affectionately, your nlede, “HELEN.” "I’m—m, that’ll do, I suppose.” Helen folded the letter and put it into the envelope, thoughtfully. “Dear, were pot doing it very cheerfully, are we? I suppose we oughtn’t to feel so mean about it.” “Huh, we deserve a lot of credit for doing it at all. You think people do Streh thhrgs cheerfully? Take it from me that nine-tenths of the so- called ‘unselfish, generous, charitable’ deeds are done a darn sight more be grudgingly than we're doing this. Here, give me that letter—I’ll mail it now.” Recognized It. A certain London clergyman who had been traveling in Greece found himself compelled to stay the night at a monas tery bri Mount Athbs. ’ The welcome was warm, but the food execrable, in par ticular the soup, which the guest could hardly force himself to swallow 7 . Being a classical scholar, his knowledge of ancient Greek helped him to some un derstanding of the monks, who spoke the wddcly-different modern tongue, and he was astonished to hear that the un palatable soup was an English dish. “English!” cried one of the monks, adding that an FJnglish sailor had been there not long before and recognized it. “What did ho call it?” asked the clergyman The monk had to think for a moment before he could recollect the strange English name of that soup. Ah! he had it. It was “bees’ly muck!” By PRANCES L. GARSIDE. A GIRL who lives in the moun tains writes from the depths of her trouble heart. ”! am a young girl of eighteen, anu am in love with a young man of twenty-five who lives in the city. He loves me in return and has asked me to marry him. I know 7 that l am just a mountain girl who lives in a little tfown. If he takes me to the city, where his folks are well-to-do, 1 know* they will be ashamed of me, and also' of him. Can you tell me how* I can learn the city life and -look and dress like a city lady? “MOUNTAIN GIRL.” Heaven forbid that I should do a thing so monstrous. If by any thought or suggestion I ever influ enced any little girl from the coun- trv “to learn city life and look and uress like a city lady,” then may my punishment be swift and sure! It could not be worse than my deserts. She loves ?his man with a single ness of purpose, and with her whole heart, he doesn’t love him for what such an alliance may bring her in social position or financial returns, she will not give him a heart that is oivided with any other man. She Likes Mountain Air. She is pure and sweet and whole some, like the mountain air she has always breathed, and her love bears the mark of every true woman’s love: Humility. She does not question if lie is good enough for her, but if she is good enough for him, and would make herself over to match what she dreams might be his ideals. A?ter ehe lias lived in the city a while she will want to make him over! I wonder if he appreciates the treasure he is winning! If I hoped to make a “city lady” of her, 1 would introduce her to every deception beginning with the powder can and rouge pot, and ending Chaos alone knows where. 1 would accompany her to a dress maker, and assist in tearing down every conception she has of decency and modesty. She must wear her skirts vulgarly tight, and immodestly short, and the neck cut indecently low. She must take off those sensible shoes that serve for purposes of com fort and protection, and put on pumps and silk hose that will cause the eyes of all men to follow her, that being the beginning and end of all ambition of the “city lady.” 1 would give her a hat that is a torture to the head under it, and a torment to all who sit near, but that is indispensable because its gro tesqueness attracts. 1 would, in brief, take the care in outfitting her that a sign painter observes in painting a cigarette sign: Anything to catch the eyes of the men! Will His Folks Be Proud? 1 wonder when she has been made into a “city lady," and every charm of nature has been tortured, sup pressed, pinched, squeezed and paint ed into all that is hideous and un natural. if “his” folks will be proud of her. If they are, then they are the kind of relations one is better off for not knowing. I wonder if the man who loves the mountain girl will love her just as much when she has become a victim of the prevailing city life epidemic. I doubt it, and because I doubt it I want this little mountain girl to bring to her city home so much of the strength and purity of her native bills that the hypocrisy of the un natural city life will never find room. The history of this great, old world will prove that ever since man left his mark upon it, the rugged, the strong and the upright have come from the mountains, and the weak and shifting and indecisive have come from the plains. I do not want this little girl to become contaminated by the lives of the dwellers in the plains. I want her to b6 always honest and fearless and sincere. To be natural, to be herself, to’be grateful that she was in the beginning, "just a mountain girl.” For she has a heritage worth more than any superficial knowledge of what makes up a “city lady." This is evidently a situation requiring ac tion rather than words. It has happened in many a household. What would you do if you were one of the parties involved? Think it over and talk it over with your friends. You may be in the same predicament some time. ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax tY J • :: " ' -.y Laughs With You Comic Hearst’s Sunday American On Sunday will be better than ever before. Don’t miss it! Order your Sunday Ameri can now! Then you will be sure to get it. i BOTH PHONES MAIN 8000 r Useful to Know. To prevent sausages bursting when being fried, first prick them with a skewer or fork,,then pulnge into boiling water, and allow them to boll slowly for ten or fifteen minutes, according to the size, after which drain and place in a hot frying pan, and fry till a nice brown. Raspberry Cream. Take one pint of tablet raspberry jelly, dissolve in half a pint of hot water; when cool, take half a pint of cold milk, to which add four cents’ worth of cream: stir together and pour into the jelly, stirring all the time; stand In u cool place. This Is a delicious aft ernoon teatable dainty. If You Like Coffee You’ll Love A surprisingly good combination of Cof- f e e and Roasted Cereals. Delicious, wholesome, econom ical and satisfying. Ask your grocer for it. Cheek-Neal Coffee Co., Nashville, Houston, Jacksonville. LET THE NEXT DISPUTE END IT. D ear miss Fairfax: I am 20 and am very much in love with a young lady of is. We have been engaged for nearly one year. She and 1 both have a very high temper and are very inch - pendent, which causes us to dis agree and fuss and burst up for a short time only. Now. I think the world and all of this young lady, and ofttimes try to give her ; advice in the right direction, as I think, because she is young and has never had the experience of love. For the love I have for her I have stuck to her through all anger and tears. Now, our engagement has been put off for the second time; once on account of (I think) this girl being the main support of he» family, and her mother persuaded her out of the notion, telling her to put it off a while longer; and then, when we had a little dis agreement a few weeks ago. I quietly left her, but did not tell her that I would not be back, thinking that perhaps she would let me hear from hern the next day, as she usually calls me over the phone; but, on account of her in dependence, she failed to call me. Finally, her conscience made her speak to me, so she called me over the phone and told me she was in the wrong and wanted us to try It once more, which, of course, 1 gladly accepted and went back. Would you go on with the young lady and continue mv love and affection for her, and in the wkui- up get married on the day she wishes, after she has already been the cause of tw 7 o broken engage ments? TROUBLED. Your very mature way of question ing the girl’s good sense is amusing. You say she is 18 and too young to know better; and you are only 20! Moreover, I don't like your compla cency. You are too quick to think she is in the wrong. For her sake, let the next dispute be tile last. 1 am sure she can do better. . GIVE HIM UP. D ear miss-fair fax: I am going with a young man 29 years of age. I am 22, and have been going with him ever since I met him. two yfears ago. During this period of tim** he-has claimed he loved me with all his “heart and soul.” This friend is fond of drink; otherwise he is nearly perfect. Some time ago he told me he thought if w< were married we would never be. happy, and he didn’t think he was good enough for me. I agreed that we stop going together, hut he didn’t stop. He has continued to call me up and continues to call. DISTRESSED. His fondness for drink makes him most undesirable, though otherwise he may be nearly perfect. He admits his unfitness for you. Agree with him, and give him up. NOT IF YOU LOVE HIM. D ear miss Fairfax: I am a young girl of 3 9. and am deeply ia love with a gen tleman 20 year** my senior. This gentleman calls upon me every evening, and Is always very af fectionate. I am engaged to this gentleman and expect to marry him some time next month. Do you think the difference In age is tot* great? DOLLY. The difference is on the right side. If you were 20 years sail' r I would urge you not to marry him. but the years are so much harder on v woman than on a man that this dif ference between your age and his will grow less every year. A MATTER OF TASTE. D ear miss Fairfax: Please advise me if it is cus tomary to send a present upon the receipt of an annoum eemnt of i wedding or the birth of a child. M. H. II. This is a custom that is growing steadily and unfortunately so, for the reason that it means another tax on friendship. Don’t begin it. unless obliged to and in that event let your-gift be in expensive. NOT FAIR TO YOU. ni AK MISS FAIRFAX 1 ' T have been k ’ng com pany with a young woman ahenii. *dx months. A short luu# tact she went away and’met a young man and became engaged to him. Since her return she has been writing asking me to keep her company just the same, as the man she is engaged to is far away, and she will not see him for maybe six months. Do you think it right for me to go with her? J. W. Most decidedly not. She is not true in thought to her fiance in asking it and is not fair to you. QUIT GUESSING. TYEAR MISS FAIRFAX: ^ I am in love, I guess, with a girl who is of the same age as I. When in company she seems to admire me, hut when by ourselves she seems to not be as sociable. What must I do to win her love? IN SUSPENSE. She probably doubts your sincerity, just as I doubt it. Perhaps, also, when you are alone with her she is afraid to show her admiration, thinking you may be too presumptuous. SHE IS RIGHT. HEAR .YUS3 FAIRFAX: I am a young man of 38, keeping comi any with a young woman two years my senior. We are infatuated with each other. But m.v mother does not approve of it, for the simple reason that I am too young to keep com pany with any as yet. C. T. H. A boy of 18 is too young to play # with love. Give up this nonsense and devote more time to your work. If she is th< girl for you. this is not the time, and both you and she will Im prove in the waiting. HER MANNER WILL SHOW IT. HEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am a young man 18 years of age. and like very much a girl one-half year my junior. I see her very often. I do not know*-' whether she likes me or not, but would like to find out. J. G. G. Q. That is easy to learn, %as girls are not clever in concealing their likes or dislikes. But don’t make the ef fort. You a’re both too young. WbmmS’ Ovoid When a woman suffering from some form jf feminf. v disorder is told that an operation is necessary, it of course , frightens her. 1 he very thought of the hospital operating table and tht surgeon’s knife strikes terror to her heart, and no wonder, It is quite true that some of these troubles may reach a stage where an operation is the nly resource, bu thousands of women have avoided the necessity of an operatio by taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. This act is attested by the grateful letters they write to us after hen health has been restored. These Two Women Prove Our Claim. Cary, Maine. —" I feel it a duty I owe to all suffering women to tell what Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound did for me. One year ago 1 found myself a terrible sulfercr. I had pains in both sides and such a soreness 1 could scarcely st,-lighten up at times. My back ached, 1 had no appetite and was so nervous I could not sleep, then '1 would be so tired mornings that X could scarcely get around. It seemed almost im possible to move or do a hit of work and X thought I.never wouljI.be any better until I submitted to an opera tion. I commenced taking l.j-dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and soon felt like a new woman. 1 had no pains, slept well, had good appe tite and was fat and could do almost all my own work for a family of four. I shall always feel that I owe mv good health to your medicine.” —Mrs. Hayward Sowers, Cary, Me. Charlotte, N. C—“I was in bad health for two years, with pains in both sides ami v, ns very nervous. If I oven lifted a chair it would cause it hemorrhage. X had a growth which the doctor said was a tumor and I never would g-fet well unless I had an ojm: n:i i:i. 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