NEW YEAR
on WHEELS
By Helen Morton
“J UST one more mountain
range to cross,” Mac said to
his sister, Josephine, as they
got into their car one clear bright
morning. They had been traveling
forever, it seemed to her. They
wanted to reach California and re-
store Mac to health,
“If we can start the New Year on
the coast, everything will be all
right,” Josephine had told her broth-
er, and she really seemed to have
a superstitious feeling that if Mac
was to get well, they must accom-
plish their trip by that time.
“Stiff wind blowing through
here,”” Mac exclaimed, drawing his
scarf more closely about his throat
as they approached a grade.
“Mountain Springs grade,”” Jose-
phine told him. “I hope the wind
doesn’t mean a storm. This is the
last day of the old year.”
They hadn't climbed far, howev-
er, before they knew they were in
for it.
Josephine, at the wheel while Mac
rested from his morning of driving,
had to grip the wheel with fierce
intensity. The car was climbing
with difficulty. The snow was blur-
ring the windshield.
“We've got to make the coast,”
Josephine was muttering to herself,
when she realized that Mac had
““Here’s luck,” she said. “A house
~the first I've seen in an hour.”
wakened from his restless sleep.
Abruptly she became animated,
alert. ‘It's lovely and woodsey
around here,” she exclaimed.
“Awfully narrow road,” Mac re-
joined. ‘‘Are you sure you're on the
highway?"
“I'm not sure of anything,” Jose-
‘phine replied. ‘Do you think we'd
better stop and inquire?”
“I sure do,” Mac agreed emphati-
cally. *““Youf* gasoline gauge isn’t
any too encouraging. We don’t want
to be stalled in this blizzard.”
“You're getting tired, too, I know,
I didn’t count on this storm when I
suggested stopping early yesterday.
Here's luck,” she interrupted her-
self. “A house right here, the first
I've seen in an hour. I'll pop in.”
She was back in a few moments,
with a uniformed figure in a big
slouch hat and high leather boots.
“Mac, I'm miles off the highway.
I've been following the trail of Mr.
Boseman's car. Oh, this is Mr.
Boseman, a border patrolman, and
this is my brother, Mac Silver. Mr.
Boseman lives in this house here.
He wants us to stop with him until
plained, looking troubled.
ty of room,
trying to make the nearest town in
this storm.
you back to the highway and on to
the coast.”
was very much in earnest.
wandered from Mac to
His eyes
Josephine.
There really was no choice. Noth-
ing ever tasted so good as the beef
stew that was simmering on the
back of the wood stove.
It was hard sledding next morn-
ing, getting through the drifts to the
highway. But from then on it was
only a matter of a few hours until
they were descending the mountain.
It was after a hearty lunch to-
gether in a rustic tearoom that Jer-
ry Boseman got up to leave them.
“No, not good-by. I don’t mean to
let this be the end of our acquaint-
ance. It's only the beginning,’ he
indisted, looking at Josephine.
“Here's hoping thiz New Year will
mean a lot to you.”
“New Year! Sure enough, and 1
forgot all about it,” Josephine ex-
claimed. “And we are in California
for it. Thanks to you, Mr. Bose-
man. Here's wishing you all the
happiness in the world!”
“l know where that is to be
found,” he said, as he looked into
her eyes.
©—WNU Service.
—A WARNING
Here's a graphic warning about
your New Year's Eve celebration.
Congenial drinks have a habit of
following each other in insidious sue-
cession.
Disaster stalks the highways each
life by driving after drinking, but
liguor don’t mix!
New Year's Eve because of drinking
If you musi
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WASHINGTON.—Each year since
1911 J. W. Hunefeld has donned his
hands with the President. He was |
The |
next year President Roosevelt aban- |
altogether and Hunefeld hasn't seen
Here he is shown barred by the |
White House gates, still hoping that |
President Roosevelt wili change his |
mind.
New Year's Eve Revelry
Dates Back to Romans
Who Really Celebrated!
New Year's eve may be a Roman
holiday to Americans but it's noth-
ing like the celebration tendered
the new year by Romans them-
selves in the days of Caesar.
Long before the wassail bowl be-
came an English institution and $5
floor show seals were invented, the
hardy Romans of a past age were
forced to pay even higher stakes to
watch the old man with the scythe |
go into retirement.
It started as a celebration of the
winter solstice. In old Rome it was
Saturnalia, even as now. Then Cae-
sar changed the calendar and de-
layed the opening of the new year
a few days until the first of the
month honoring Janus. He was a
two-faced god who looked both for-
ward and back.
In Rome during the empire the
heads of the state exacted presents
at New Year's. They got so greedy
that Claudius finally set up a sched-
ule to make it legal.
Needn't Be Wild,
Says Ex-Fighter
New Year's eve may be a time
for celebration, but take it from
Jack Dempsey—it's not a time for
debauchery.
The former heavyweight cham-
pion and now New York restaurant
«s Operator sees no
§ reason for young
men and women
Bl to do a lot of
iE heavy drinking
just because ev-
erybody else
seems to be doing
it. They gain
nothing by it.
“lots of our
young women cus-
tomers," says
Dempsey, ‘never order anything
but ginger ale, orangeade or horse's
necks."
A horse's neck, he explains, is
made of ginger ale, ice and lemon.
If made by people who know their
business, it doesn’t have any liquor
in it at all.
The current season's New Year's
eve celebrant will behave herself
in the following fashion, says Mr.
Dempsey:
She will stick to her own party
and won't attract attention to her-
i self by a lot of raucous laughter
or loud talk. She'll make noise,
because that's what New Year's is
for, but she won't become obnox-
iously boisterous.
* As for being kissed at midnight,
Jack says it's not necessarily a sign
of affectfon, so why not?
Ea ena gen
New Year's Is Big Event
There's a big birthday party in
day. Twelve thousand
all other horses, become a year old-
er.
To old timers like Man o' War,
celebrating his twenty-second birth-
day in old Kentucky, the day doesn’t
mean much. But to approximately
5,000 yearlings and at least half
that many two-year-olds, it marks
the turning point of their careers.
Yearlings become eligible to ap-
pear under colors for the first time,
while the juvenile racers join the
rich three-year-old ranks, ready for
participation in such moneyed
events as the Kentucky Derby,
Preakness and the Belmont.
WASSAIL
BOWL!
English made it
from this recipe
years ago—and it’s
still a good one!
Everybody's heard about the old
English wassail bowl, but how many
know how it's made? Here's a mel-
lowed recipe, unchanged from the
way its author prepared it years
ago:
“Simmer a small quantity of the
following spices in a teacup of wa-
(pounded) to four bottles, and set
all on the fire in a clean bright
sauce pan; meanwhile have yolks of
12 and whites of 6 eggs well whisked
up in it. Then, when the spiced and
sugared wine is a little warm, take
Vanity Key to
Both Health
And Beauty
By PATRICIA LINDSAY
ffraene are the Grundys, male
and female, who complain loud-
about ‘‘vanity-case phobia.”
Wherever you look, say they, you
see a woman powdering her nose,
rouging her cheeks or putting on
fresh lipstick.
These Grundys would like to have
aids they are urging her to throw
In nations
Russia,
For vanity is sanity!
of crushing femi-
A pride in your personal appear-
Fresh lipstick gives your morale
a boost.
either mentally
whipped—resigned
slip by.
Every Woman Shou
Like to Look Well
Take the case of a young girl
whom | know. She suffered a col-
lapse of nerves from ial re-
verses and disappointment in a love
affair. She was talented and well
educated. During normal health she
was fastidious, but once her nerves
gave way, she let herself go. Her
hair was unkempt, her skin blotchy,
her clothes untidy. She became so
despondent that she would stand for
hours with her face turned toward a
wall!
Friends, and her physician failed
to pull this girl back to health. At
last a psychologist succeeded in
winning her confidence. He insisted
upon regular meals, daily duties,
hours of sleep, and (this is where
vanity enters) he insisted that each
morning and night she sit before her
mirror and go through a systematic
beauty routine.
He convinced her that happiness
was in store for her if she would
make the most of herself. He told
her she possessed both beauty and
charm. Gradually he made her live
up to these compliments.
In about three months that girl
was cured. She is now happily mar-
ried (to a new beau!) and is suc-
cessfully coping with a prominent
social position! What happened?
Her normal pride in her personal
appearance had been restored!
So don't let a Grundy deprive you
of your vanity case and what it rep-
resents. Hold on to it tightly and
depressed or
to letting life
1
anand
out of life than a drab, disheart-
ened female!
© Bell Syndicate. — WNU Service.
HINT-OF-THE-DAY
Face Powders
The shade of your face powder,
it can make or mar your makeup.
A good powder should give your skin
the flattering illusion of clarity.
Your skin must look clean and
powder in a shade that is compli-
mentary, yet unobtrusive. It should
never be in a tone lighter than the
shade of your skin.
When you choose your powder, let
it be the best. It should be downy,
yet clinging so that it will not break
into patches an hour after you put
it on.
A good powder will also retain its
delightful fragrance as long as the
powder lasts. Many cheap powders
change fragrance after a week or
two; the original scent becomes oily
and sickening.
One of the leading cosmetic mak-
ers has brought out a fine powder
in several exquisite shades. One is
called apricot, a lovely, warm shade
that does things for your skin un-
der night lights. For daytime there
is a cream shade that is excellent
for the average clear complexion,
and an ivory that is flattering for
FIRST
Two men got a job to clean some
very high windows,
“Mike,” said Tom, ‘“‘get a plank
“I'll
sit on the plank inside, and you sit
outside."
“I've let my window leather fall!"
“All right,” replied Tom. “Stop
Away went Tom down the stairs.
On reaching the street he ex-
“Be jabbers, Mike, you're
Just Ruined
“Why won't you advertise?” ask
way of business.
“Because I'm against advertis-
“But why?"
“It don’t leave a man no time,”
was the reply. “I advertised once
last year and the consequence was
I was so busy I didn't have time
to go fishing the whole summer.’
Evidence
The little typist was very cheery
on the way home, and her compan-
ion questioned her about the reason
for her good spirits.
“Oh,"” she jubilantly answered, “I
thought I was the worst typist in the
office; but today while 1 hunted
some papers on another girl's desk,
I found her eraser and it was worn
completely down.” — Indianapolis
News.
PREPAREDNESS
“Aren't you terribly interested in
sport?”
“Terribly; my outfit of sport
clothes is practically complete.”
No Halving
The young man stood before the
grizzled mountaineer.
“Mr. Burbridge,” he stammered,
“I've—I've come to ask you for
your daughter's hand.”
The mountaineer knocked the
ashes out of his pipe.
“Can't allow no such thing,” he
drawled. “You takes the whole gal
or nothin'!" Atlanta Constitution.
Both Wrong
The stout man accused the small
boy of stealing his handkerchief.
Then, when he found the missing
handkerchief in another pocket, he
apologized profusely.
“Forget it,” advised the lad terse-
ly. “You thought 1 was a crook—I
thought you were a gentleman. We
were both wrong.”
Mixed Up
“Have we got any 4-volt 2-watt
bulbs, George?”
“For what?”
“No-—two."
“Two what?"
"yes."
Not Serious
daughter hasn't told you she was
engaged to me?”
“Yes, I told her not to bother me
ed to get married.” —Philadelphia
Bulletin.
Sentimentality
marked the mutual friend.
“yes,
WHATD'YE ENOW ABOUT THAT?
Hubby—How do you dress a
chicken?
Wifie—What do you want to know
how to dress a chicken for?
They All Saw
Mabel] saw your husband last
night, dear, out with another wom-
an.
Flo—Did you, darling? Your hus
band and I saw him, too.~San Fran-
cisco Chronicle.
Hayton—Just one more question,
Uncle Biff.
Uncle Biff What is it this time?
Hayton—If a boy is a lad and
he has a stepfather, is the boy a
stepladder?
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