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EVENING LEDGER PHILADELPHIA, MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1914.
WHAT EVERY WOMAN WANTS TO KNOW THINGS THAT INTEREST MAID AND MATRON
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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
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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.
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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.
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