10 EVENING LEDGER PHILADELPHIA, MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1914. WHAT EVERY WOMAN WANTS TO KNOW THINGS THAT INTEREST MAID AND MATRON t,' j" rv. if- ELLEN ADAIR MEETS ABOARD SHIP ONE OF NATURE'S COURTIERS Lonely Scotchman From the Island of Islay Confides in English Girl Tale of His Home. The tIbo and dreadful fall of the At lantic Oconn! Wliy, I think that com pared with It the rise and fall of tho Itoman Empire Itself must have been the merest trifle. One alts upon thp deck und sres the stmnsu gjmnastlcs of tho sea. For up, up, up tho ocean surges till one thinks tho boat must swamp. Then down, down, down tho racing wators fly, while lone and shuddeiing vibrations shake tho ship from stem to stern. A cot tain very human analogy mlsht easily bo drawn Just heie, but tlmre ure times when, oven for the embellishing of a tale, a parallel had best be left alone. Let It sulUce to xy that mal-dc-mcr haa never troubled me. My cnblnmatei were all laid low. n melancholy band. Be tween the paroxysm I know they pray ed that we might hit tho bottom. For uftcr leaing Qucetistown on tho second dn, when evening tamo we met the great Atlantic rollers. "We pitched and rolled, but oh! I loved tho white foam and the blinding epra! The kteerago deck that was so gay was now like a dosertod battlefield. With lowered llag and pale green look, tho would-be conquerors of the sea had fled below. I eat alone and meditated on tho van quished heroes. A lowering sky gloomed on that threatening sea. The forwanl flrst-clas deck was quite deserted, too: behind me and above on the second-class, a few adventurous souls were cautiously pac ing the rolling deck. Hut In the steer age I was all ulone. Above the loud lbiations of tho screw I heard a sudden melody, clear and dis tinct. The voice was ileal by; the voice was a man's, a deep rich baritone and the air was straugelv familiar. A here had I heard that wild strange air be fore? I listened Intently. " lo h-ber no more. O. Lochatifr no mora. I .hall V-Jm- return to I-ochaber no more The liquui uoies --i" '" - '" ;r sadness. AVheie, oh, where, had I heaid that loveiy meiimj . A SOLDIER'S rCNKHAU The present scetio now slowly faded, and In its place I saw tho great Trafalgar Square of Loudon as It looked one sum mer afternoon long years ago. A long, sad procession of soldiers slowly followed a single gun-carriage bearing something draped over with one great flag, tho Union Jack and on that flits theie rented a solitary sword and halmet. Tho sun shone on that long line 01 Uilter Scottish "B3ter3 and glanced on every gleaming helmet. It was that si eat regiment of the race, the Goidou Highlanders, the bravest and the finest lighting men that Britain ever owned. With their mag nificent physique, each man a giant and a hero, they "lowly swung along, as If It were the heather of their native hills and glens they trod, and not the grimy as phalt of the London streets. Two plpeis in the Gordon kilt and tar tnn headed that sad procession, and from their pipes a leal old IJighUnd Lament i nnd ln tllc flc.las t10 reapcrs sing ull dav. lng once HOME-KNITTED COAT SWEATERS TO MEET SCARCITY OF TOGS War May rjtave Serious Effect on the Price of Out-of-door Garments for Children. CHILD'S SWEATER COAT face of a dreamer, a seer, and on It was the clear prophetic gaze peculiar to the sea-girt Highlanders of Scotland. They llvo so close to Nature that they have a "second sight" and N.itme is their onlv "medium." " 'TIs lonely I was feeling in this place," said he, "and so I sang my saddest song all the time I will be thlnMng that 'twas Just the sen-niOT.-s heard! Hut now I .eo I had another listener. You are a laddy, I'm a ci offer's son. But 'tis the kindest eyes ;.ou have I'm thinking they are like the mountain tarn among the peats of Islav or thoe deep pools the sea will lt-avo anions tho rocks." "Tell me nbmit Islay, please," said I embairnssed. THE TALH OI' ISLAY. "Tho finest plate on earth," said he. "And 'tis tho finest view In Scotland from our shieling. The roof is only thatch, you know, hut then that means tho birds nest there! All day my mother sits and spins, while I work in tho fields or at the fishing. She has no nngllsh, Just the Gaelic. "You sing so well," I said ngnln. " 'TIs a ferry poor hand I will be at tho singing." Mild ho modestly, "but every thing sings all day long in Islay. Tho sea f-Ings on tho rocks, and utter rainy nights the bums In spate are singing down the hillsides. 'Tis brooks In flood you will he calling them, but we say burn'? in .spate and then the sea-im-w and the curlews always call, and In the woods the pinotrets and the birches sing BEFORE THE SANDMAN COMES rnnc through Trafalgar Square. Kor a Highland olllcer and a gentleman was being borne on that quiet gun-can lage to his last long resting place. 'Farewell to Lnchabor. Lochuber no more, t shall r.ia V return to Lochaber no more ' ' The riderless charger who was slowly led beside that quiet gun-carriage neighed In an eerie, heart-bioken fashiorv I know he understood his empty saddle, and '!ut IUiv Is a lonolv place, a sort of kingdom 'n tho s-e.a?" I s.ild. " 'Ti just a kingdom and wo all are kings," said he. "For all tho moors unrl hills and glens are ours. But never lonely! I know a little lothan In tho plne. At night the euilews call among Us reeds and in the long deep heather, groue and ptarmigan are hid. AVo have mourned Ills master with a mourning i our Highland chieftain, too. the great regiment Dear Guidon Highlanders! A MacDonald of the Tsles tho King's own soldier's funeral is the .saddest sight. friend li is-nnd at the Oban Games lat The singer on the steerage dock now ear he was a judge. I tossed tho caber enme in view, a tall, broad-shouldered i at these frames last year a heavy pipe youth. His elothe.s were of th iou0'hest it was and Cameron of Locliiel with the homespun, patched and darned. He hnd the shabbiest, yet the grandest air for ho was one of Nature's gentlemen. A courier might well have envied the gallant way he bowed and doffed his threadbare cap. ns if I were n princess, he a prince I know at once hf was ;i Highlander. . "Madame," said he, and I knew that words did not come easily to him In tho Kngllsh, "ne are compunlonJoss, and one I of us is ferry homosli j it will be honor- I lng mo to talk with you. 'Tis better used I am to speak the Gaelic." "I have njood your sons," I said. "And do you come fium tho I.uchaber distiict?" ' Ho shook his head "I am an Ihlay , man," bald he, "and going out beyond tho seaB to make u fortune. But Islay will be calling ull tho time"' "Tho Island of Jalny," I said, "does It not lift out in the Hebrides of Scotland?" Ho nodded -!wl, ,md his face, voting, wonderfully handsome, lit up with a new glow and a r-m iiii.iani e It was the Duke of Argyll wore judging, too, but Lord MacDonald Kavo the prlzo to me!" "You love your Island In the Hebrides?" I said again. "To my Mns dav!" said ho fervently, "and 'tis this verso of poetry will bo showing it." He leaned against tho steer age roll, and 1 saw again tho seer's look upon Ida handsomo face. "Prom the lone shieling and tho misty Ijlui.d Mountains divide us, and a woild of seas Cut still the heart Is true, the heart Is Highland: And we in dreams behold the Hebrides!" SOMETIMES I feci very like a fairy," said a little goldfish. He swished his tail round and round in the big glass bowl of water and elegantly nibbled a bit of fish food. "I don't I I feel like a fish!" ex claimed his companion. "I never heard of such a creature as you are. You always pretend something or feel as if you arc something won derful! "Now, you know perfectly well that you are a goldfish and that you are shut up solidly in this tiny bowl, so what is the use of pretending?" The first goldfish, whose name, by the way, was Dream, softly nosed the top of the water, then darted down and swam around the bottom of the bowl before he quite made up his mind what to reply. "Of course nil that you say is true, partner," he finally said, "but why talk about it? Why not forget it?" Now, Dream's partner in the fish bowl was named Really Truly be cause he had such a really truly little short tail! So short it seemed as if it couldn't possibly belong to a goldfish. Dream's tail was large and "spready" and so dainty and filmy that it seemed at times to have no more substance than a dream that was the way Dream got his name, you see. Really Truly couldn't forget things as Dream did, and if anything un pleasant or disagreeable happened he seemed especially good at remember ing that. "Oh, 1 can't forget it," he answered Dream. "I hate this little bit of a bowl and this silly little piece of coral m the bottom!" "Dear me," exclaimed Dream, "what do you want?" "I want to be back at the store where I came from. I want to swim in that big tank where I didn't have to turn around every minute and I want to dart through that lovely cas tle of coral and stones we had there 1" He talked so vigorously that he quite panted for breath, and Dream ONE of the first considerations for out-of-doors garmentB for children Is warmth without undue weight. It Is In this particular that the Bwoator coat excels, and while it Is not suitable for stato or festive occasions, It Is nn admirable garment for play or everyday wear, and distinctly picturesque Into tho bargain, Today's Ulustrntlon shows a sweater coat of champagne-colored silk, fastened with knitted buttons of tho snimo color, and tied with a sash ending In tassels, The cap exactly matches tho sweater ln color, weave and trimming, as thcro is a button on one side and a tassel on tho other. It is an excellent model, cither for pur chase or for home manufacture. It has been designed on the most simple lines, and the swentor was never meant to bo ornate, although It sometimes Is. It Is knitted with tho regulation stitch, but the sash prevents it from looking cither plain or severe. Any one nt all skilled In knitting would find It an easy model to copy. There are several grades of wool that could bo substituted for tho silk, and any color, cither light or dark, could bo chosen In tho placo of the champagne color of the Illustration. Although It Is early ln the year to speak of Christmas, the rumor has started, and keeps on growing, that there will be a dearth of toys and playthings this year. Pome of the toy shops and department stores that make a showing of such things received their supplies from Eu rope before the war broke out. They are probably In tho minority. If the prices go up In proportion to tho scarcity of the articles It will make rough sledding for many householders. It is commonly said that tho number of children Is In rovorse ratio to the woi Idly goods of the parents, which may bo tho law of compensation manifesting Itself obscurely. But If tho prices of toys are prohibitive the children must not go without gifts. A gay-colored cap and sweater would delight the heart of any child, and it is surprising how quickly they reach com pletion when they arc started and worked on In the odd moments that otherwise might pass with nothing to show. And, furthermore, knitting Is recom mended by physicians as a sedative to nerves. waited a minute to be sure that he was through. He wasn't! "And I don't like this room," he went on. "I want the children to stand around and watch us as they used to so there!" Dream looked pretty solemn; you see, he liked all those things, too. And even a goldfish's troubles sound pretty dreadful if they are said right out all together that way! Then he remember how foolish it is to worry about troubles or to think about things one can't have. "I suppose that's all true," he an swered Really Truly, and then he added calmly, "but you sec I don't stay a goldfish long." "No?" exclaimed Really Truly. "No. I don't," replied Dream, con tentedly. "A few minutes ago I was a cloud in a make-believe sky. Just now I am a fairy queen dressed for a balll" And he circled gracefully round the bowl, flirting his gorgeous chiffon train in gay delight as he added, "and make-believe is fun just try it and see!" Tomorrow The Little Red Crayon. Copyright, 10H, by Clara lneram JuJson. Correspondence of general Interest to women readers will be printed on this page. Such correspondence should be addressed to the Woman's Editor, Evening Ledger. ,J y -- fap New 81M n JLNecK JPrenc wear , HAND-EMBR OIDER Y AND REAL LACE ROLLING COLLARS plain white or in the daring, semi-barbaric colorings now used with such charm ing effect. VESTEES with the "touch" great variety. FBENCH GUIMPES with military collars. The New Bedouin Scarf Distinctly clever styles and many of them. Special Wonderful line of Rolling Collars at 50c. Made in America. J B-SHEPPARD tfSONS 06 CHESTNUT STRHEJ . -Jfc.-jilL.t tgX ,---., I Hill riiTTfri ir i- r i $ r ' . -. ,IIV. ' I ."- "i t'l " '.. . V; , . .. George Allen5 inc. 1214 Chestnut Street Fall and Winter Opening O F MILLINERY SILKS, LACES AND TRIMMINGS filY tfr 1M. 5351 tn- ..&i $sK m P.S I" fesa - i J SILKS, LACES & j uSfJh. AND TRIMMINGS , Wk wk 1 x )yvl sKr '- f aO S- ifisgr f'Aiiii'iTriLiLi' '" rT-1 .- -j ihl 'i ' ' i '" W I VI S5eAllen,Ir3 I to? lifWChestautSireetj v -M, -"" --... - -.. -1- . . " frmmmm " ' -.-.. ,.,,.! , -.gyriMk ''-" "" pgaM".a!llli ir,,, "iiiraglgy!!!; MRS. IMOGENE B. OAKLEY Philadelphia woman commends the French people for their calm during the trying days of the mobilization. CIVIC ASSOCIATION WORKER TELLS FRENCH EXPERIENCES In her charmlns apartment at the Gladstone, Eleventh and Pine streets, Mrs. Imogen 11. Oakley cheerfully re counted her European experiences, for she has just returned from France, nnd elad she Is to be ntiomo nBaln. Accom panied by Miss j:ila llobb, secretary of the Civic Club In this city, Mrs. Onltley sailed for the shores of Hrlttany carl; ln July, where she (spent one happy month, nnd then proceeded on to Tours. On her arrival she was greeted with vague news of the war, but did not feel unduly alr.rmcd. However, the seriousness of the position for Americans abroad was brought bharp ly homo to her on the following morn ing. On going out to get some checks cashed she dlseoveicd, ruefully, that not a soul would cash them. The French landlady proved a good friend In trouble; she Immediately said, "Madame will stay as long as she likes and will pay me next year." Indeed, to stay ln Tours was the only possible thing to do. for all the tialns were used for mobilization pur poses, and even had she had the money Mrs. Oakley could not have left. Tho daughter of tho late Georgo F. Baer was ln a llko predicament nt Tours, nnd wan also forced to stay. For two weeks sho had to do without her favorite nfter noon cup of tea, since she was unable to pay for It. "I wnnt to tell you this specially," said Mrs. Oakley In her eager, vivacious way; "the American Express Company was the first one that cashed our checks, and when It did, It paid in full. All the hotels took the American Express Com pany's checks, saying tlint they knew they would bo paid In a few months. "Wo were so desperately anxious to see the chntenu In the valley of tho Loire," continued Mrs. Onkley, "yet It looked ns If our chances of doing so wero slim. We could not even afford to send a postcard home to say where we were; wo had no money. Then a delightful thljig happened for us. A man from Brooklyn, who was touring in his auto, burst a tire, and was forced to stay In Tours, for he, too, had no money. At the end of two weeks, my friend and I got some money through the American Express Company, hut this Unfortunate man had it Brown-Shipley letter of cred It, nnd could not get It cashed. Ho enme to us nnd snld that If wo would give him money to mend his tire, ho would motor us around the chntcaU. Needless lo eay, re heartily ngtccd. "Tho Loire i too beautiful for words," said Mrs. Oakley. "Vou know It Is calltd tho 'Garden of France,' Crop after crop of strawberries appeals there In a single season, for tho climate Is so equable and delightful that everything grows rapidly, ; "At Chanonceaux a melancholy French, woman, whose husband had Just left for, tho war, shoxved u? round tho old ; chateau. 'Mon marl est alio a la guerrel' j was her one cry, whllo tears kept run ning down her cheeks. She could not even explain a picture to us, as the tcart; kept trickling down her nose, nnd It was bo infectious that wo joined In, too. "At tho end of August we left for Mar seilles, to catch the first chanco of get ting a good steamer home," continued Mrs. Oakley. "We had a dreadful jour ney do,wn for two days only a stals sandwich or two to cat, and sitting bolt upright night and day. At midnight onco we got out for a four hours' wait at a. llttlo station called Chasse. 'Tou cannot sit In tho first-class waiting-room, for It li for tho oillcers,' Bald tho stutlonmnster to mo. 'I liavo a first-class ticket, anj hero I stay,' I said "decidedly. '1 shall bo glad to h.ivo tho ofllcers Join us. Show them In.' But no, ho Insisted, we must get out. Ho threatened: ho Implored, "No, I will not go sit third clnss," said I. These officers would not come In, but) peered at Intervals through tho wlndowl "I wish to say," concluded Mrs. Oakley, "how very much I admired tho calm self, control on the part of tho French soldier and people; not tho slightest sign of boasting, nor hysteria, nor vain talk wa there. All was dono quickly, silently and methodically." This winter Mrs. Onkley Intends to con tinue her cfToits In abating city noises, and In her piomlnent position on tli ' American Civic Association will doubt" less have a busy and a useful time. MISTER WIND ' By MALCOLM S. JOHNSTON. I am mad at you, had Mister Wind, For the web that the spider had spinned; Vou twisted and tore, And she'll have to once more Fix the ends she had carefully pinncdj And I wish I could whistle like you. And could play everywhere as you doj And you don't go to sleep When the little stars peep, But can play all the day and nightj too. (CopyriBiit.) ALLTHATYOUGETHEREIS jixtha vine ,n;nsi:v rOUI.TKY AND I'lNIJ WHITE I'KKIN DL'C'KS Tim latter nrc ultia choice nnd uell mentoil. Kresh eggs received ilnily. Mali or phone orders Riven careful and prompt at tention. We deliver anywhere. Trices al ways reasonable. W. A. Bender READING TERMINAL MARKET Stalls GOG-008-G10 What Shall I Get for Dinner ? 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