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I'HE ATLANTA GEORGIAN il g A Cle
an Newspaper for Southern Homes Ll TUESDAY, MARCH 16, 1920
& THE ATLANTA GEORGIANS MAGAZINE AND FICTION PAGE ¢
Revelations of a Wife
By Adele Garrison.
1S MADGE CORRECT IN SURMIS
- ING THAT LILLIAN UNDER
~ WOOD ONCE KNEW ROBERT
h SAVARIN?
rT'S a long story, I warn you,"”
I said Dicky. :
4 We were seated, Dicky and
1 and the Underwoods. at a restau
- rant table chatting of vur outing in
the Catskill Mountains. Mr, Un
derwood had claimed the payment
of a wiger he had made with Dicky
before we went, that he could not
fish for trout after the season had
ended ond ‘‘get awuy with it.”
Dicky had insisted that as we had
neither pald a fine nor spent any
titne in jail he had won. But Mr.
Underwood, suspecting that we had
been arrested, even if we had pald
no penalty, had insisted that Dicky
tell him the whole story.
“Can’t be too long or too sad for
me,” retorted his friend, “if only
1 collect at the ¢nd of it.”
“You ought to be able to weep
properly at all of the teary parts”
his wife commented caustically,
*you've heen so sentimental all day
that you're almost ready to cry on
my shoulder now.”’
“Not on your shonlder, Lil,"” cor
rected her husband with dignity.
“It's a nice broad, rcomfortabie
shoulder 1 will admit, but if I
weep tonight T weep on Mrs, Gra
ham's shouller.”
The words were the lightest of
banter, but the glanca that accom
panied them, straight from" those
brilliant black eyes into mine made
me shiver inwardly. Dut outwardly
I flatter myaélf that I gave no
sign of perturbation.
“No tears on this shoulder to
night,” I declared fatly. “I know
_this waist will spot. 1 havs a spe
eial suit for people to cry on, Hurry
up and tell them the story, Dicky.
1t has 80 many thriiis no one wiil
have time to weep.”
The story of our gdventures was
thrilling, and it lost nothing in the
telling. Dicky is a born raconteur,
and he omitted nothing, from my
first saspicions of Mrs. Allis to the
night when we hal foiled lier at
tempt to steal the valuable paint
ings in “he farmh-use parlor, and
had discovered that the artlst,
whose genius produced the paint
ings had once called her wife,
WHAT LILLIAN SAID,
Ingenucusly leading up to his
climax, chkfy had mot mentioned
the name of the artist. who, for
#0 many years had bcen hidden in
his sister's mountain home, suf
fering from a clouded brain becanse
of the crugllty and perfidy of the
woman be had loved so madly. As
Dicky told his story, so familiar to
me, 1 had been wat hing Lillians
face, for it held a curious startled
expression as if she were trying to
fit together two pieces of a puzzle.
Married Strangers
; By Frances Duvall
A. FRANK CONVERSATION.
£ ESTER, I'Ye been thinking,”
H began Keitha suddenly at
luncheon,
“You don't mean it,” commented
Bennett with mock impressiveness.
“Take my advice and don't do it.
It's a bad habit-—like a shot in the
arm.”
%« “When you've finished teasing,”
smiled Keitha, “I'd like to tell you
what I've been thinking about.”
Bennett groaned.
“Don't! Spare me until T finish
this really excellent meal. 1 have
a definite hunch that it's some
thing disagreeable and that it con
cerns me."
“Egotist!” chided Keitha. ‘Do
you think a girl can have no other
thought but you?"
“Not when I'm around,” he re
turned coolly.
Keitha shook her head despair
ingly.
“You are abominably conceited!
What made you so?”
“Women," he admjtted with a
The Rhyming
; Optlmlst
By Aline Michaelis. |
AY, have vou ever thought of
\ S ways that man is like a ship
that goes through fair or
stormy days, through smiling tides
or fog and haze upon a long, long
trip? The sea and wind are stronger
far than any ship that sails, but with
the aid of chart and star and the
clear seeing mariner the ship -deflu“
the gales, The sea is vast, the ship
‘a fleck upon its shining breast, and‘
vet, escaping storm and wreck and
waves that dash and winds that
check, she comes safe home to rest.
And though she sails uncharted ways
it she but sight the star, it guides
her on through mist-wrapped days
and safely through the fearful maze
of shoal and rock and bar. It shines
#0 far, it shines so white! And lo!
the ship will come out of the black
ness of the night into the steady
* beacon-light that marks the shores
of home. But som~stimes clouds hang |
thick and dark, the wind and wild
bird flies and there is not a light to
mark the progress of the lonely Mrk]
in all the leaden skies. Through
strange, fierce seas her way is made
and yet within her breast some high |
hope glimmers unafraid, she let-ads“
the blackness undismayed, sure of
her final rest. She waits until the
star shall gleam fairer than e'er
before;. the star that makes past
darkness seem only the shadow of a
dream that shall return no more. Oh,
wind and wave and hope of rest, man
knows for what they are, as on the
dark or sparkiing crest of life's for
ever-changing breast he watches for
the star. 1
Original Harmony. |
A trayeler on A wilking tour in one'
as the Northers. countios came Arross A
soiitary old man whe, seated in the door.
wavy of hiz cottage, was [ddling away
auite. regmrdiess of Such trifling con
ventionalities as time and tune The |
travgier listened & Whie ‘n amusement
and (lh!fl inquired easuall~ “When deo
you une your w~ighw?Xs Bhe reply came
N:.’ refreshing st»—"t don't
it£it dom't » It o I dot™
And then Dicky said dramatically:
“And you can imagine all our
feelings when, just as we thought
we had trapped the woman fairiv,
she drew herself up and said: "1
am not stealing these pictures. T
am simply taking what is my own,
I happen to be the widow of Rob
ert Savarin”
The roage and powder which Lil
lian uses so profusely, and which
is the orly thing I dislike about
her, suf-comsf:'lly hil the pallor
which I knew must have spread
over her face as she heard the
name of the artist. For her lips
twisted as if in pain, and her eyes
glittered strangely.
“Robert Savarin?” she gaspad.
“And you say he was alive all the
time! ~Why, I thought Fobert Sav
arin dled fifteen years agc!”
*1 thought that would hit yon
between the eyes, Lil” Dicky said
complacently. “It certainly did me
when 1 found out who the care
fully hidden recluse was up there,
Robert Ssvarin's is a name to con
jure with in the art world just now.
1 never saw him myself before this
week. Lil you kncw him at all?
But yoi couldn't! He was before
our time.”
A “WISTFUL” NOTE.
‘“l*have seen him,” Lillian re
turned ard I could see ttat she had
regained control of herself after
being shaken by some hidden emo
tion, the reason for which I conld
not fathom, “He was n most strik
ing looking man vears ago, I sup
pose the years have changed him
much.”
There was a note in her voice
that in any other woman’s but T.il
lian Underwood’'s 1 would have
called wistful. I looked at her in
surprise. Could Rob+ 11 Savarin have
any part in the life story of this
woman I loved so well”
“He is s#all a stunning looking
man," Dicky retorted, all uncon
scious, as was her husband, of any-~
thing save the intares: of any ar
tist in a figure so romantic, so
mournful as was Robort Savarin's.
“Of courge, the years and his af
fliction have told on nim, but he is
fast regaining command of himself,
He will be the rage when he comes
on to visit us. Count yourselves
in on whatever stunts we do for
him. And you'll give him a blow
out won't you Lil?”
Lillian did not aprear to hear him,
She was tracing figures on the table
cloth with her fork.
“What you moonirng over, L.il?"*
her husband demanded, *"Didn't
you hear the Dicky-bird chirp?
He - wants you to entertain the
restored genius, Robert Savarin,
when he comes dewn to look over
little old N'Yawk.” :
Lillilan started and looked at
Dicky steadily.
« “Pntertain Robert Savarin!” she
said slowly. ‘lndeed, 1 shall con
sider it an honor.”
(To Be Continued,)
ee e e e
grin. '“You're the first one that
never liked me."”
Keitha flushed.
“How absurd! Of course, 1 like
you.”
“But, Lord, how aou disapprove
of mel”
“Am 1 the only person who dis
approves of you?' Keitha asked
demurely.
“Not lately,” he acknowledged.
“Little Lester used tg be a great
boy in his own home town, and
then he fell from grace. But he
thought the war would restore the
old footing. 1 didn't,” he added
briefly.
“Your mother adores you,” sug
gested Keitha.
“Oh, the mater,” he shrugged
his shoulders. “The mater adores
me when some one a rung higher in
the social ladder has an unattrac
tive daughter who would he flat
tered by my attentions, Get me?"
“How hard you are protasted
Koaitha.
“No, child, only honest, 1 don't
sugar-coat everything with the
‘glad’ stuff as you do. Take Anita,
now, she likes me because a brother
always makes a girl popular with
other girls, and Anita is careful to
pick the right kind of girls, so
cially.”
“1 hate you when you say those
lh!r_\us.“' eried }(oltha involuntarily.
He shrugeged again,
“T never knew that yon stopped
hating me one minute of the day
or night” he retorted, and contin
uing, as though thare had been no
interruption, he said:
“T'd rather have dad like me than
any one else, but dad threw me
down hard once, and curiously
enough, it's he and not T who cher
iches the memory of it.”
“I thought you and your father
had renewed friendly relations.”
“Oh, we have-—but it's a watch
ful armistice. When I so much as
flirted with Batty Arnold. dad was
for, calllng off the truce.
Keitha's mind,. spinning to Betty
Arnold and the house party and
Marcia Holmes, returned to her
original thought.
“What I was going to say when
we got off on. this conversational
tangent was: Why did Mile. For
restier say that her fiance was a
captain? I understood that Tasker
Holmes was a lieutenant.”
Bennatt grinned.
“So he was—except on leave in
Paris. What's an extra shoulder
bar when you're calling on your
fiancee?”
“How beastly of him!" ocried
Keitha. “Was there nothing to
which he would not stoop?
“Don't be too hard on him,
Keitha,” urged Benrett with a
man's quick defense for an erring
member ot his sex. “Pemember, he
was supposed to be in love"
“Yes, with a lovely wife back
here in the States,” sceffed Keitha.
“let's go up on deck, lif you've
finished, It is so stuffy here”
Sgarcely had Bennett ensconced
her in a steamer chalr when Mr.
Copley-Warner and two compaptons
came aiong and hailel her,
Keitha presented Dennett, who
greeted them stiffly,
“You seem to know every male
on shipboard,” he muitered as he
bent to wrap the rug around her
feet. ‘1 have to compliment you
oy yfluw"’" :O;O'i':gh:': rkrwg,.f fa 1 )
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(To Be Continued.)
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Beyond the Grave l
Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s Last Letter—“ Proof of
Bliss in Reunion With Robert and Joyv and
Usefulness.”
Short Beach, Conn.,, Oct. 18,
AM not walking on the grass
l but on camel-hair rugs
brought from India. Last night
1 had a wonderful sleep and today
feel new strength. Yet the gain
is slow. I feel I will be cured in
time but it may be years and still
it may he November., God only
Knows,
(Her brother had written his
sister that in order to get well she
must get out and walk on the
grass, to which she replied):
“I always used to send mother a
check on my birthday to thank her
for my birth. Now it is hard to
feel glad 1 was born, save as 1
read and say over what I know to
be true of the life beyond and the
bliss of Nirvana which is not ex
tinction but union with universal
| Business of Homemaking
By Mrs. Christine Frederick. °
THE VALUE OF ELECTRICITY.
HE most modern of all fuels
I is eleotricity, which, while
not a fuel proper, is a source
of heat and therefore a means of
cooking. Today electricity, the “si
lent servant,” is being adapted not
only to the small cooking devices,
such as percolator, toaster, grill
and hot plates, but to the larger
fixed equipment of stoves and
ranges.
Electricity deserves to be better
Kknown and understood by the
housewife. She will not be con
fused by the various electrical
terms, for she can always be sure
of its cost of operation an hour
before she buys any electrical
equipment, ‘The few terms used
in electrical apparatus catalogues
are easily understood.
The first term, most commonly
used, is the “volt” which is the
unit of electrical “pressure.” Elec
tricity is forced under pressuce
along conducting wires to the lamp,
stove, or other apparatus. The
- ¢ommon pressure or ‘“voltage" |is
200 to 250. lL.ow pressure is gen
| erally 100 to 110. If a wire of
large diameter is used, this pres
eure or voltage of the electric cur
rent can be lower than if a high
ressure is used. Therefore, since
gl‘h pressure makes possible the
- use of smaller wires, it is more
economical to the consumer to fit
~ equipment for high pressure or
high voltage.
The second electrical term, the
“watl,! is the unit of electrical
“energy.” It is estimated by the
kilowatt, or 1000 watts, This term
is used in estimating the cost of
current in connection with the
“ampere,” the unit of electrical
“quantity.* For instance, if the
known pressure supplied in a cer
4 life and conscious companionship
with those we love., You, Lois,
Robert and I will be part of it and
our powers of joy and uselulness
beyond deseription. 1 have such
proof of this I can not doubt.
Dear Robert Walton (see my
“World and I”) is a great mystic
and he came here last week and
told me never to question the truth
of my Robert's messages; that
they were the real thing; and my
sickness now only the getting rid
of ald Karma so I could go direct
to him at the end.
Now, dear brither, T am tired,
soo good-by. Think of me looking
out on earth's paradise here—OQ,
such beauty, and with every
luxury to make my sickness bear
able. ELLA,
Copyright, 1920, King Feature Synadicate,.
tain house is 210 volts and 5 am
peres of current are absorbed in a
circuit, the number of watts will
be 210 times 5, or 1,050,
Stoves, percolators, and small ap
pliances are always rated in cata
logues with both the voltage and
the wattage. Every reputable elec
tric device is marked at the bot
tom. For instance, a certain toast
er may be marked: 206-215 v. 2.4
A. This means that the toaster
may be used on any voltage be
tween 206 and 215, and that it will
take 2.4 amperes of current, Mul
tiplying these figures would show
that the wattage of the toaster is
about 500, The cost of operating
the toaster for an hour can, there
fore, be easily figured according Lo
the rate of current pald.
The consumer should always
know the amount of volts supplied
by the power company to her home,
as a device which is fitted for a
100-volt supply cannot be con
nected to a 200-volt supply. Elee
tricity is usually paid for by the
consumer on the basis of 10 cents
a kilowatt hour. This means that
the meter registers the consump
tion at the rate of 1000 watts an
hour. Computed on this basis, your
toaster marked “206-215 v. 2.4 A"
will cost you 6c an hour and you
find it in this way: The standard
voltage supplied is 210, Multiply
this by 2.4 amperes and the result
504 represents the wattage. Since
1,000 watts cost 10 cents an hour
your toastér costs only 5 cents an
hour to operate.
(Copyright, 1820, Wheelsr Svndicate, Ine.)
To Expedite Matters,
After a train had been stationary for
adout half an hour. A passenger inquired
of u passing railway porter, What i 3
the matter?"” "Olu‘ replied the porter,
“they're taking in Water, sir.” “Indeed.,"
said the nmencoga “then p}ou« run
aiong and ask th to ge another
m?" 4
Has Started in a March Drawn by
Wind. C. D. BATCHELOR
(ood Night Stories
By Blanche Silver.
JOHNNY GRASSHOPPER SET
TLES A DISCUSSION.
NE day as Willy Bee winked
O his merry way over the
meadow he spied Miss Lady
Snail sitting on the ground with a
funny expression on her funny
face.
Wiliy Bee tilted himself on a
flower nearby and tipped his tiny
cap.
“Good morning, Miss Lady
Snail,” he buzzed merrily. “Pray,
why the sober look on your face
this wonderful sunshiny day?”
“I was just wondering,” replied
Miss Lady Snail, without looking
up, “why some folks dress one
way and other folks dress other
ways.”
“Well!” exclaimed Billy Bee,
“That's a crazy thing to bother
one’s head with on such a wonder
ful day. I know I'm not dressed
as gayly as Mr. Butterfly yonder,
but that never bothers me one
bit. Fact is, I'm glad my clothes
aren’'t quite so gy in color. As
for you—well, I couldn’t think of
a snail in any other garb than in
the very one you have on right
now."”
“Oh, don't misunderstand me!"”
jaughed Miss Lady Snail. “I'm not
complaining about my somber
dress. Fact is, I'd rather dress
plain than fancy. But take Johnny
Grasshopper, he dresses in the
brightest green, while his cousin,
Willy Grasshopper, always - wears
that same old dusty gray suit.
Why don't they all dress alike,
that's what I'd like to know! All
snails, as far as 1 know anything
about, all wear the same color.”
“Well, now, come to think of
it,” laughed Willy Bee, “ll've often
wondered why Johnny Grasshop
per lives in the green grass, and
why his cousin, Willy Grasshop
per, lives in the road. Why don't
they either all live in the meadow
or all live out in the road?”
“I suppose it's so they can see
what every one is doing,” said
Miss Lady Snail. “Willy Grass
hopper sees everything that passes
on the road, and Johnny Grass
hopper keeps tab on the dings of
the meadow folks. 1 always im
agined they were a nosey set.”
*“ls that so?’ chirped a merry
voice, and Johnny Grasshopper
himself hopped from among the
grasses and settled on a leaf near
Mi&a Lady Snail and Willy Beec.
e had been sitting in the grass
quite neys them all the time, but
his little green suit was so much
the color of the grass that neither
had noticed him sitting there.
“You're both wrong as to my
cousin and myself.,” he laughed
“1 wear green because I do muake
my home in the meadow grass
It's a protection against my ene
mies. For the same reason my
cousin wears dusty grayv, so folks
can’'t tell him from the dusty road.
Put me in the dusty road and my
green suit would shine out. The
same thing would happen with ymy
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cousin, Willy Grasshopper if you
put him in the meadow.” ;
“But,” exclaimed Willy Bee, “do
vou live in the meadow because
vour suit js green or do you wear
green because you live in the
meadow ?”
“Well, well!” chirped Johnny
Grasshopper merrily, “that is some
question to answer. But I guess
I can answer it to suit you. The
power who gave me this green
suit saw fit td® place me in the
meadow, so here I am. Happy. I
should say so! I wouldn't change
place or cilothes with any of you.
But, dear me, I've work to be done,
so yvou'll have to excuse me.”
With a merry chirp Johnny
Grasshopper hopped away among
the grasses, leaving his two
friends looking at one another
feeling rather sheepish.
| Household Hints I
| Stockings should always be hung
up to dry wrong side out,
- *
Finger nail polish wil serve to
renovate any dull scratched pearl
buttons. '
| y o 8
| When making a fruit cake, never
] make the mixture too thin, or the
I fruit is likely to sink.
| Lost by Proxy.
‘“What are you crying for, little
man?” asked a benevolent old lady
of a youngster. “My brother's lost
his new hat!” was the tearful ex
planation. “But, surely,” expostu
' lated the lady, “you needn’t cry
’ about it “I was wearing it when
| he lost it!" said the boy.
_ A Cauriosiiy.
, Myrtle—Are vou going to the
. fanecy dress ball?
' Clare—Oh, ves!
Myrtle—ln what disguise?
Clare—l shall wear one":f the
quaint old costumes of th sea~
sons ago! {
Boys and Girls
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For Boys to Make.
Build Your Dog a House;
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Give Him Home of Own
By G. M. HYDE.
Build your dog a house. You |
get peeved at him because he strays
away every now and then, Wouldn't
you stray too if you were kicked
out to sleep under the porch or in
the barn every night? Well, then,
if you want your dog to stay at
home, build him a kennel that he
can call home.
The design suggested here is in
tended merely to give ideas. How
ornamental or distinctive the dog
house ~will be depends on its build
er's ingenuity and skill. The di
mensions also are for a dog of
average size. Each builder should
suit the dimensions to his dog, by
measuring the space needed by the
dog as he lies comfortably stretched
out on his side with head and legs
extended—give him at least that
much floor space in his house.
Measure the distance from the floor
to the top of his shoulder to get
the height of the door,
Another matter g ventilation,
Place the kennel on posts or blocks,
with its floor 2 inches above ground
to keep it dry in rainy weather.
Provide holes to permit circulation
of air.
In the design shown here, the
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ground plan of the kennel is 26 by
40 inches, and it is built of boards
from packing boxes. Fach side and
end is built separately with cleats
holding the boards. The floor
should be larger, 28 by 42, set up on
blocks. Each side is 20 inches
(A-R) by 40 (A-C). Tach end is
26 (A-B) by 20 (D-B) with the
point of the gable rising 8 inches
higher. The door is 12 (G-J) by 18
(G-H) point (L) rising 4 inches
higher. Bore holes (¥K) each end ven
tilation. In putting the house to
gether, nail the ends vver the edges
of the side boards. Get dimen
sions of the roof after the rest is
set up and allow 3-inch eaves. Un
less you are able to make the roof
boards watertight, cover the roof
with some waterproof roofing ma
terial. Give the kennel two coats
of paint and repaint it each year.
(Tomorrow learn how to estimate
distances.)
These articles, appearing regularly, are both interesting and useful for boys
and girls. It is suggested that an exceedingly valuable scrapbook can be
made by clipping the articles each day and pasting them separately by
departments.
DEPARTMENTS WILL BE PRINTED 'AS FOLLOWS: :
EVERY MONDAY—Study Problems Solved; Nature Study; Outdoor Life. *
EVERY TUESDAY—Handicraft for Boys to Make; Homecraft for Girls to
Make. :
EVERY WEDNESDAY—Young Citizens’ Adventures; Woodcraft for Boy °
and Girl Scouts. .
EVERY FRIDAY—DoIIar-Making ldeas and Everyday Science for Boy
Mechanics. z
EVERY SATURDAY—“What Shall | Be?” answered for boys and for girls.
The Saving of Mother
By Dr. William A. McKeever. -
Professor in the University of Kansas
and a Noted Educator.
HE ordinary mother of two or
I more children begins to decline
at 40 and is a semi-invalid
at 46, if she is still alive—unless
something positive and thoughtful
is done to conserve her energies and
to build up her waning strength.,
The 40-year-old woman's reaction
time has normally slowed up from
25 to 50 per cent below what it
was at 23. That is, her movements
should proceed with a slower stroke
if she is to gather energy as fast
as she uses it. .But unless some
outside infiuence is brought to bear
upon her vou will find' such a
mother moving under the whip and
trying to keep up the old gait—
and fading away.
At a fine hog sale 1 got the an
swer to this country wide problem
of conservation of middle aged
mothers. Hundreds of men were
crowding in with eager attention
while several of their group were
bidding for a sow. What a beauti
ful creature—groomed, fed up, med
icated, pink ribboned! Ten thou
sand dollars was the final offer and
the owner became the object of
many congratulations. :
‘“T wonder how many of those
men are as thoughtful of their wives
as they are of these swine?" 1
asked a 65-year-old farmer at my
side, And his surprising reply is
worth offering to the nation. 1
will give it in substance, as fol
lows:
‘““There is more science required
to save a middle aged man or
woman than is necessary to care
for these animals. We reared four
children. Twenty vears ago Mrs.
S——, then 41, began to weaken.
and ' I determined to save her if
possible. I had studied meadicine
at college and knew that drugs
would do practically nothing for
her, so we began a course of heroic
home treatment consistent with our
busy life and our comparative pov
erty
“One hour extra of sleep. one
hour or more out of doors daily,
a 25 per cent slow up on the worlk,
and a lightening of the diet—that
was the program diligently adhered
to for ten years. ‘‘There were
barely noticeable results at first,
For Girls to Make
or Girls to Make.
Candles and Shades Keep
Twilight After Dark
By CAROLYN SHERWIN BAILEY
These are the days when the
spring begins in longer afternoons
and later twilights. Why not make
the supper table and the living
room after supper beautiful with
candlelight, that seems like a con
tinuation of the soft iight out of
doors?
Plain wax or tallow candles, in
straight shape are the kind you
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with water colors or oil paints in !
any color you wish, pink, red, rose -
color, green yellow, or violet to 7
match the color scheme of the
room or the table aecorations, This. ~
paint wash not only gives the can
dles an added charm, but it makes |
them last longer; because it pre- =
vents their dripping. -
You may decorate vour candles
with bards of solid color, gild them £
with the gold paint that comes in
small cakes, paint on such designs
as clover leaves, flower petals in
the natural colors, the fleur-de-lis,
or a star design. And the girl who
has even a little skill in drawing
will be able to decorate candles
with garlands of tiny flowers. <
The foundation frames for candle «
shades are to be had at any de- |
partment or fancy goods store, and =
have a spring for fastening them 3
securely to the candle. If the shade «
itself does not have a lining of as- *
line the framework of the shade
bestos, get some in the piece and «
first of all. ]
A simnle ruffled shade, sewed to
the frame, and made of two thick- ¢
nesses of chiffon in harmonizing =
shades, or of a soft silk, such as *
china silk, will be the most effec- |,
tive. It should be shirred in sev- =
eral rows at both the top and the .
bottom, with a narrow frill at the =
top and u wider one at the bottom.
Sew an artificial flower to ‘the edge, -
and the candle will have the pret- '
tiest shade imaginable, i
(All abeut the scare Hunting Eye
got; tomorrow.)
- but in' the course of a few years
the system began to win. Now, at .
61 and for about ten years, my com
panion has been as strong and
handsome as a girl. We are en- :
joying the best of our forty years
of married life.
“Yes, everybody helped. T ex
plained to the children how we
could all co-operate and save their
mother, or how we could neglect
her and probably lose her. Our
three boys and one girl caught the
idea and did their part. Our motto
was mother’s care and health first.
We let society and the pressure of
work come last. Many men iet their
wives die and their children become
scattered through ignorance of the
science of health and the conse- .
quent neglect, but I determined to
do otherwise. Now, is not this sys
tem of mother conservation worth
far more than the science of hog
raising?”
Think it over, husbands, fathers,
of the growing babies. The time
will come when you alone can best
determine whether the mother of
your children is to be saved for
their sake and yours, and for the
good of society, or whether she is
to become the slow victim of her
own unselfish devotion to the bur
dens of the household. Look zhead
and save her. She can not save
herself.
One hour more of sleep.
One hour out of doors daily, *
Twenty-five per cent slower,
A diet balanced to suit her age.
What a simple oprogram fop
mother conservation!
Quite True.
A proud mother took her son, aged 6,
to be photographed. Arriving at the
studio, the child suddenly began to cry
uproariously. It was impoasible to calm
him, impossible to keep him in the chair.
For an hour he filled the place with his
howls and yells, running wildly aboug
the room.
“But, Johnnie,” said his mother, “the
gentleman isn't going to hurt you! Juss
smile and keep still a moment, and v
will be all over befors you know f{t!"
“Yesa" exclaimed the youngster amid
hig tears—‘‘ves, I know. That's what yow
told me at the dentist's!"
Ready Acquiescence.
“You haven't explained how veu
happened to have these chickens in
vour possession.” said a magistrate
sternly to the prisone, ‘“l's tying
to think, ve woship. Give me
time,” eplied the pisone. *1 wiily
Fouteen days!” ok
