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n-TJT »CT-y-TVf-.!• W?l.PF?• -*" mmmm #s> What Sort of Girl Do Men Like Best? 9a (T? D O women dress to please men or to please each other? In th< majority of cases I should sa' that they dressed to please, each other. The average man admires simplic ity 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 vcugue it has attained. Every woman likes to hear her taste 1n dress praised by her men friends, Mit she can not resist the prevailinr rashlons. A gown that every man in u room will disparage will bring a sigh of er.vy from every woman present Careful dressing will Improve every woman’s appearance, but fussy drees ing will not add to her beauty 1n the ;er,st. Girls make a great mistake when (hey fuss so much about their clothes is to give men the Impression that tney can think of nothing else. Don’t Like Dolls. Tou tree, girls, a young man wants a wife, not a dressed-up doll. ^Tha girl who makes her own clothe.- and presents a neat and smart ap pearance makes a great hit with any young man. He can not help but think how clever and capable she j most he. and that she will, In all prob ability, make a good, economical wife. Economy may not sound very ro- I mantle, hut, all the same, It is a very ] desirable quality In a wife, and one! j which every man admires. The girt who has thousands to I spend on her dress does not look a Iwhltmore winsome than the one who, »n a small allowance, dresses taste- hilly and suitably. Two young women sat near me at Ithe opera the other night. The con trast In their appearance was most noticeable. One was gowned 1n pompadour sat- lln, a white ground with huge pink soft black material that fell around her pretty young figure in graceful folds. It was cut square in the neck and edged "w ith a fold of soft white crepe. The ‘elbow sleeves were finished with a niching; of the same material. A single strand of pearls was her only ornament. Hpr hair was partpd and rolled away from her face, ending In a coil at the back of her head. Simplicity Wins. Her face was realljr not a bit pret tier than the other girl’s, but .she was a joy to look at in her exquisite sim plicity! As for the relative cost, of the two costumes, the first exceeded the second twenty times. I do not believe there was a man in the'house who would have hesitated a minute as to which he admired more. The simple costume would come out ahead every time.' The keynote to beauty is simplicity, and you never can make a mistake if you stick to it. Avoid extravagant ef> j feetp. Don’t look as though your mind was j aU- on vowr clothes. Don’t frighten j your prospective suiters away by ex- i travagant ideas a.nd talk. AN EMBARRASSING SITUATION What Would You Do if It Happened to You? By PRANCES L. GARSIDE. \ GIRL wh tains wr Give and Take. N amusing story is related by a Paris “A young man wants a wife, not a dressed-up doll.” and yellow rosea 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 dour that I heartily pitied the unfor tunate man who sat behind lfer. ft 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 Correspondent When the Sultan of Turkey gave or ders for the moboltea-tion 1iis .troops ; ho sent to the King-of Bulgaria a sack, of millet, with the following letter: "Ferdinand Kffendi, mobilize it. .you L : like, but be assured there are as many ' soldiers in Turkey as there are grains of millet in this sack. Now, if you wish, declare war.” The King df Bulgaria’s reply’ was. in kind. He sent a very much, .smaller sack filled with the tiny grains of.- a most virulent rod pepper-of the.country. ■TScbouskW it s called, and it does not i belie Its name; for the effect is that of a j very vigorous snuff. 1 With It went the following dedication: "Dear Mr. Sultan—The Bulgarians are j not numerous. It is true; but be assured , that 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 W^^TherbeWTSner GIRL who lives in the moun- rites from the depths of her trouble heart. T am a young girl of eighteen, and 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 that I am just a mountain girl who lives in a little town. If he takes me to the city, whore his folks are well-to-do. I know they will be ashamed of me. and also of him. Can you tell me how I can loarn 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 try "to learn city life and look and dress like a city lady,” then may my punishment be swift and sure! It could not be worse than my deserts. She loves this 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 divided 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 he 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. After she has 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, I would introduce her to every deception beginning with the powder can and rouge pot, and ending Chaos alone knows where. I 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 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 iC over and talk it over with your friends. You may be in the same predicament some time. ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN By Beatrice F airfax low'. MABEL HERBERT URNER Sets Down Some Further Third Tear Experiences of Helen and |Warren—Letter of Warren’s T was not fair! Aunt Emma had no right to ask it! It was too much to expect! Rebellious^ tfelen threwr down this last letter ;om Warren’s aunt. They had done their share! They ad sent that box of clothing—and a ieck. Until now Helen had not now'n that Warren had sent the heck. She wondered how much it as. Again she took up Aunt Etn a's letter and for the third time ad it through. Dayton, Ohio. April 9, 1913. Dear Helen—I can’t tell you how' thankful we wore to get the box. If you only knew’ how much w’e 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 that much of the foundation of the house has been washed away. The walls are all cracked and most of the plaster 1s off. We have tried to clean out the kitchen and dining room; have tacked sheets over the walls. 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, w-hich I want you to feel free to answer frankly. You remember you once Invited Alice to make you a visit. Do you think you could let her come now’? If I could only get her away from here tor 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 1 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 w rite that they must not hesitate to 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 V Should she he 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 Aimt 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 1 got from your Aunt Emma to-day.” He read it without comment, put it down on the table and then gazed frow’ningly out of the w’indow. 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. Hte 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 111 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 me that all the stock in the store was ruined, and he hatl only fire insur ance—nothing to cover this.” “But you just sent them a cheek, 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 people 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 each 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 fully write we’ll be glad to have her come.” “Well, you’re pretty good at ljrtng— 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 -Well be very glad to have Alice visit us. We know how difficult things must be 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 and 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 when to ex pect her. “Affectionately, your niece. “HELEN.” . “Urn—m, that’ll do, I suppose.” Helen folded the letter and put it into the envelope, thoughtfully. “Dear, we’re not 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 such things 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. 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. I 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! A certain London clergyman who had been traveling in Greece found himself compelled to stay the night at a monas tery on Mount Athos. The welcome was warm, hut the food execrable, in par ticular the soup, which the guest could hardly force himself to swallow. Being a classical scholar, his knowledge of ancient Greek helped him to some un derstanding of the monks, who spoke the widely-dlfferent 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 English sailor had been there not long before and recognized it. “What did he call it?” asked the clergy hrian. 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!” Will His Folks Be Proud? I 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 w'onder if the man who loves the mountain girl will love her just as tnuch 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 hills that the hypocrisy of the un natural city life will never find room. The history of this great, old world w'ill 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 be always honest and fearless and sincere. To he 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.” And Everybody Laughs With You The Great Comic Section of 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. BOTH PHONES MAIN 8000 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 boil 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. LET THE NEXT DISPUTE END IT. D ear miss Fairfax: 1 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 inde pendent, which causes us to dis agree and fuss and buret up for a short time only. Now, I think the world and all of this young lady, and ofttlmes 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 1 have stuck to her through all anger and tears. No r, our engagement has been put off for the second time; once on account of (I think) this girl being the main support of hei 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 her 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 hack. Would you go on with the young lady and continue my love and affection for her, and in the wind up get married on the day she wishes, after she has already been the cause of two broken engage ments? TROUBLED. Your very mature way of question ing the girl’s good sense is amusing. You say she in 18 and too young to know better; and yo,u 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 the last. I am sure she can do better. 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 a cool place. This is a delicious aft ernoon teatable dainty. GIVE HIM UP. D ear miss Fairfax: I am going with a young mim 29 years of age. I am 22, and have been going with him ever since I met him. two yeals ago. During this period of time 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 ifswe were married we would never be nappy, 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. she went away and met a young man and became engaged to him. Sinre 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. I SHE IS RIGHT. ALAR MISS FAIRFAX: QUIT GUESSiNG. T)EAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am in love. 1 guess, with a girl who is of the same age as I. When in company she set>ais to admire me, but when by ourseives 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. I uni a young man of Iff, keeping company with a young: woman two years my senior. We are infatuated with each other. But my mother does not approve of it, for the simple reason that 1 am too young to keep com* pany with any as yet. C. T. H. A boy of 18 is too young to* playt with love. Give up this nonsense and devote more time to your work. If she is the girl for you. this is not th# time, and both you and she will prove in the waiting. HER MANNER WILL SHOW IX TAKAR MISS FAIRFAX: ^ 1 am a young man 18 years of age. and like very much a girl one-half year my junior. I see her very oft*m. T do not know whether she me oSf wot, £>ufc would like to find o<a. J. G. G. Q. That is easy to learn, as girl® ar# not < lever in concealing their like# or dislikes. But don’t make the e£*» fort. You are both too young. %nrve0i When a woman suffering from some form A femincle disorder is told that an operation is necessary, it of course frightens her. The very thought of the hospital operating table and thtj 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 nily resource, bu thousands of women have avoided the necessity of an operatio by taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. This fact is attested by the grateful letters they write to us after hfir health has been restored. 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. NOT IF YOU LOVE HIM. D ear miss Fairfax I am a young girl of 19, and am deeply in love with a gen tleman 20 yearn 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 too great? DOLLY. The difference is on the light side. If you were 20 years his senior I would urge you not to marry him, but the years are so much harder on a 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 announceemnt of a wedding or the birth of a child. M. H. R. 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. D ear miss Fairfax: I have been keeping com pany with a young woman about iilg months. A short time back 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 I found myself a terrible sufferer. I had pains in both sides and such a soreness 1 could scarcely staighten up at times. My back ached, I had no appetite and was so nervous I could not sleep, then I would be so tired mornings that I could scarcely get around. It seemed almost im possible to move or do a hit of work and I thought I never would be any better until I submitted to an opera tion. I commenced taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and soon felt like a new woman. I bad 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 my good health to your medicine.” —Mrs. IIaywabd Sowers, Cary, Me. Charlotte, N. C—“I was in bad health for two years, with pains in both sides and was very nervousi If I even lifted a chair it would’’ cause a hemorrhage. I had a growth which the doctor said was a tumor and I never would get well unless I had an operation. A friend advised m* to take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegeta ble Compound, and I gladly say that I am now enjoying fine health and am the mother of a nice baby girl. You can use this letter to help other suffering women.”—Mrs. Rosa Sims, 16 Wyona St., Charlotte, N. Cl > Now answer this question if you can. 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