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WHAT EVERY WOMAN WANTS TO KNOW-THINGS THAT INTEREST MAID AND MATRON
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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.
VII.
The rise and dreadful fall of the At
lantic Ocean! Why, I think that com
pared with It the rise and fall of the
Roman Empire Itself must have been the
merest trifle. One sits upon the deck and
sees the strango gymnastics of the sea.
For up, up, up the ocean surges till one
thinks the boat must swamp. Then
down, down, down the racing waters fly,
while long and shuddering vibrations
shake the ship from stem to stern. A
certain very human analogy might easily
be drawn Just here, but there are times
when, even for the embellishing of a tale,
a parallel had best be left alone. Let
It sufllce to say that mal-de-mer has
never troubled mo. My cablnmates were
all laid low, a melancholy band. Be
tween the paroxysms I know they pray
ed that wo might hit the bottom,
For after leaving Queenstown on the
second day, when evening came we met
the great Atlantic rollers. W'c pitched
and rolled, but oh! I loved the white
foam and the blinding sprny! The
steerage deck that was so gay was now
like a deserted battlefield. With lowered
Hag and pale green look, the 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 forward first-class
deck was quite deserted, too; behind me
and aboe on the second-class, a few
adventurous souls were cautiously pac
ing the rolling dock. But in the steer
age I was all alone
Above the loud vibrations of the screw
I heard a sudden melody, clear and dis
tinct. The voice was nearby; the voice
was a man's, a deep rich bailtone, and
the air was strangely familiar. Where
had I heard that wild strange air be
fore? I listened Intently.
"Lochrber no more: O. Lmlnber no mor.
t shall -navbe return to Lochaber no more."
The liquid notes were full of a yearn
ing sadness. Where, oh, where, had I
once heard that lovely melody?
A SOI.DIEIVS FUNERAL.
The present scene now slowly faded,
and In Its place I saw the great Trafalgar
Square of London 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 gr-at flag, the
Union Jack and on that flag there rested
a solitary sword and helmet The Min
hone on that long line of kilted Scottish
soldiers and glancrd on every gleaming i
helmet. It was that great regiment of j
the race, the Gordon Highlanders, tho I
bravest and the finest fighting men that I
Britain ever owned. With their mag- I
nlflcent physique, each man a giant and '
a hero, they slowly 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. i
Two pipers In the Gordon kilt and tar- I
tan headed that sad procession, and from j
their pipes a real old Highland Lament
-rang through Trafalgar Square For a
Highland otneer and a gentleman was
being borne on that quiet gun-carriage to I
his last long resting place. i
"Farewell tn I,orhaber. Lochatier no more. I
t shall r.mjb return to l.,othaljer no more "
The riderless charger who was slowlv
led beside that quiet gun-caniage neighed
in an eerie, heart-broken fashion. I know
he understood his empty laildl. and
mourned his master with a mourning
regiment. Dear Gordon Highlanders! A
soldier's funeral Is the saddest sight
The singer on the steerage deck now
came In view, a tall, broad-shouldered
youth. His clothes were of the roughest
homespun, patched and darned. He had
the shabbiest, yot the grandest air for he
was one of Nature's gentlemen. A cour
tier might well have envied tho gallant
way he howed and doffed his threadbare
cap, as If I were a princess, ho a prince.
I knew at once he was a Highlander. '
"Madame," sald he, and 1 knew that i
words did not come easily to him In tho
English, "wo are companionless. and one
of us Is ferry homesick It will be honor
ing mo to talk with sou. 'Tls better
used I am to speak the Gaelic."
"I have enjoyed jour song," I said.
"And do jou come from tho Lochaber I
district: '
He shook his head. "I am an Islay
man," said he, "and going out beyond
the seas to make a fortune But Islay
will be calling all the time!"
"The Island of Islay," I said, "does It
not He out In the Hebrides of Scotland?"
He nodded slowly, and his face, young,
wonderfully handsome, lit up with a new
glow and a remembrance. It was tho
face of a dreamer, a seer, and on It was
the clear prophetic- gaze peculiar to the
sea-slit Highlanders of Scotland They
live so close to Naturo that they have
a "second sight 'and Nature i3 their
onlv "medium "
" 'Tls lnneh I -.is f-!iis m th s plac "
aid he, -and so I sang my saddst song
ail the time I n-ll be t milking that twas
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HOME-KNITTED COAT
SWEATERS TO MEET
SCARCITY OF TOGS
War May Have Serious
Effect on the Price of Out-of-door
Garments for Children.
CHILD'S SWEATER COAT
BEFORE THE
SANDMAN COMES
Just tho sea-mews heard! But now I see
I had another listener. You are a leddy,
I'm a crofter's son. But 'tis the kindest
eye3 you have I'm thinking they are
like the mountain tnrn among the peats
of Islay or those deep pools the sea will
leave among tho rocks."
"Tell mo about Islay, please," said I
embarrassed.
THE TALE Or ISLAY.
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"And 'tis the finest view In Scotland icgaiuiy ihudico a Ult ot hsll lootl.
from our shieling. The roof Is only I "1 don't! I feel like a fish!" cx
thatch, you know, but then that means claimed his companion. "I never
tho birds nest there! All day my mother j heard of such a creature as you are.
sits and spins, while I work in the fields You always pretend something or
?r.at.1th"lnS- Sh haS " Ensluh' ! feel as if you arc something won-
ifrt., Bin- en tt-11 T c -i 1 rl nnln 1 UCriUl
SOMETIMES I feel very like a
fairy," said a little goldfish. He
swished his tail round and round
in the big glass bowl of water and
said ngaln.
Tls a ferry poor hand I will be at tho
singing." said he modestly, "but every
thing sings all day long in Islav. The
sea sings on the rocks, and nftcr rainy
nights the burns In spate are singing
down the hillsides. "Tls brooks In flood
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.
"Ot course all that you say is true,
partner," he finally said, "but why
talk about it? Why not forget it?"
Now. Dream's nartnrr in thp ficli
"Now, you know perfectly well that
you are a goldfish and that you arc
shut up solidly in this tiny bowl, so
what is the ttsc of pretending?"
The first goldfish, whose name, hv
you will' be calling them, but we say i the way. was Dream, softly nosed the
burns in spate and then tne ea-mews
and the curlews always call, and In the
woods the plnctrees and the birches sing
and In the fields the reapers sing all
dav."
"But Islav is a lonelv place, a sort of
klnsdom In tho sea?" I said.
" 'Tls Just a kingdom nnd we all are
kings." said he. "For all tho moors
ana Mills arm Kirns ;ire uura. ui never i jovl Was
lonely: l Know a utiio loennn in xno
pines. At night the curlews call among
Its reeds and In tho long deep heather,
grous and ptarmigan are hid. We hae
our Highland chieftain, too, the great
MacDonald of the Isles the King's own
friend he Is nnd at the Oban Games last
year he was a ludge. I tossed the caher
at these games last year a heavy pine
It was and Cameron of Lochlel with the
Duke of Argvll were Judging, too, but
Lord MacDonald ga-e the prize to me!"
"You love your Island In the Hebrides?"
I said ngaln.
"To my dving dav!" said he fervently, I
"and 'tls this vers of poetry will be i
showing it " He leaned against the steer- J
nan rail, nnd I Raw again the seer's look i
upon his handsome face. j
"From the lone shieling and the misty
Island
Mountains divide us, and a world of
named Really Trulv 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 "sprcady"
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 sec.
Really Truly couldn't forget things
ONE of the first considerations for
out-of-doors garments for children
Is warmth without undue weight,
It Is In this particular that the sweater
cont excels, and white It Is not suitable
for stale or festive occasions, It Is an
ndmlrablo garment for play or evsryday
wear, and distinctly picturesque Into ths
bargain.
Today's Illustration shows a sweater
coat of champagne-colored silk, fastened
with knitted buttons of the saime color,
nnd tied with a sash ending In tassels.
The cap exactly matches the sweater
In color, weave and trimming, ns there
Is a button on one side and a tassel on
the other.
It is an excellent model, either for pur
chase or for home manufacture. It has
been designed on the most simple. lines,
and the sweater was never meant to be
ornate, although It sometimes Is.
It Is knitted with the regulation stitch,
but the sash prevents It from looking
either plain or severe.
Any one at all skilled In knitting would
And It an easy model to copy.
There are several grades of wool that
could be substituted for the silk, and
any color, either light or dark, could bo
chosen In tho place of the champagne
color of the Illustration,
Although it Is early In 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.
Some of the toy shops and department
stores that make Na showing of such
things received their supplies from Eu
rope before the war broke out.
They are probably In the minority. If
tho prices go up In proportion to the
scarcity of the articles It will make
rough sledding for many householders.
It Is commonly said that the number
of children Is in reverse ratio to the
worldly goods of the parents, which may
be tho law of compensation manifesting
Itself obscurely. But If the prices of toys
are prohibitive the children must not go
without gifts.
A gny-colored cap and sweater would
delight the heart of any child, and it Is
surpiislng how quickly they reach com
pletion when they are started and worked
on In thr 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 I"
Dream looked prctty solemn; you
sec. 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!
I hen he remember how foolish it
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as Dream did, and if anything un- ;s to worry about troubles or to think
pleasant or disagreeable happcrw he about things one can't have.
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urcain. i nate tins little bit of a
seas. I 1 want to be back at the store
But still the heart Is true. th heart Is whcre I came from. I want to swim
Awdreams behold the Hebrides!" I . . uk where I didn't have
want to dart through that lovely cas
tle of coral and stones we had there!"
He talked so vigorously that he
quite panted for breath, and Dream
Really Truly, and then he
added calmly, "but you sec I don't
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uowi ana tins siuy little piece of coral "Nt0?.. excia;me(1 Rcaiy Truly,
in the bottom! i '.0, I don't," replied Dream. con
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MISTER WIND
ny MALCOLM S. JOHNSTON j
I am mad at you, bad Mister Wind,
For the web that the spider had i
spinned;
You twisted and tore,
And she'll have to once more
Fix the ends she had carefully pinned.
And I wish I could whistle like you,
And could play everywhere as you do;
And you don't go to sleep
When the little stars peep.
But can play all the day and night,
too.
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a cloud in a niaKe-nciievc 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 fua just
try it and see!"
Tomorrow The Little Red Crayon.
Copyright, 10H, by Clara Ingram Judson.
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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 charming apartment at the
Gladstone, Eleventh nnd Pine streets,
Mrs. Imogen B. Oakley cheerfully re
counted her European experiences, for
elic has Just returned from Franco, and
glad she Is to bo nt homo again. Accom
pnnle'd by Miss Ella Robb, secretary of
the Civic Club In this city, Mrs. Oakley
sailed for the shores of Brlttnny early In
July, where she spent ono happy month,
and then proceeded on to Tours. On her
arrival shi was greeted with vague news
of tile war, but did not feel unduly
alarmed.
However, the seriousness of the position
for Americans abroad was brought sharp
ly home to her on the following morn
ing. On going out to get some checks
cashed she discovered, ruefully, that not
a soul would cash them. The French
landlady proved a good friend In trouble;
she immediately said, "Madame will stay
ns long as she likes and will pay mo
next year." Indeed, to stay In Tours was
the only possible thing to do. for all the
trains wore used for mobilization pur
poses, nnd even had she had the money
Mrs. Onkley could not have left.
The daughter of the Inte George F. Bner
was In a. like predicament nt Tours, and
was nlso forced to stay. For two weeks
she had to do without her favorite after
noon cup of ten, since she was unablo to
pay for it.
"I want to tell you this specially," said
Mrs. Oakley In her eager, vivacious way;
"the American Express Company was the
first ono tlint cashed our checks, and
when It did, It paid In full. All tho
hotels took tho American Express Com
pany's checks, saying- that they knew
they would bo paid In a few months.
"We were so desperately anxious to
see the chntcnu In the valley of the
Iolre," continued Mrs. Oakley, "yet It
looked ns If our chances of doing so were
slim. We could not even nfford to send
a postcard homo to say where we were;
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EXTItA TINE .IEHSBV
riU'I.TItV AND TINE
WHITE I'EKIN DUCKS
The latter tire ultra choice nnd well
meated. Fresh cgs received dally. Mnll or
phone orders ulven careful anil prompt at
tention. We deliver anywhere. Prices al
ways reasonnblc.
'.A. Bender
READING TERMINAL MARKET
Stalin VOO-G08-R10
we had no monoy. Then p. delightful
thing happened for ua. 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 i,
tho end of two weeks, my friend and It
got some money through the American
Express Company, but this unfortunau
man had n Brown-Shipley letter of cred
It, and could not get It cashed. Mo cam
to us and said that If wa would give hlra
money to mend his tire, ho would mote?
tts around the chateau. Needless to say
wo heartily agreed. '
"The lolro Is too beautiful for words."
snld Mrs. Oakley, "You know It Is called
tho 'Garden of France.' Crop after cron
of strawberries appears thero In a slnu
season, for tho climate Is so equable and
delightful that everything grows rapidly
"At Chanonceaux a melancholy French
woman, whoso husband had Just left for
tho war, showed us round the old
chateau. 'Mon marl est alio a lri guerrei'
wan hftr nnA nrv. wMIa tfln.. iaa
.. , ,. ....w v..au m;jjt run
ning down her cheeks. She could hoi
u.uu vAf'ituu t tiiuiuio iu uo, as tne tears
kept trickling down her nose, and It wt
so Infectious that wo Jolnod In, too.
"At thA And nf Alleltnt wa laf - .
sellles, to catch tho first chance of'get!
tint? a irnnri ntpninAr hnma MHn -
Mrs. Oakley. "Wo had n dreadful Jour.
ncy uuwn ior iwo aaya only a Btals
sandwich or two to cat, nnd sitting bolt
upright night nnd day. At midnight ones
we got out for a four hours' wait at .
little station called Chasse. Tou cannot
sit In tho first-class waiting-room, for It l
for tho officers,' sold tho statlonmastef
to me. 'I have a first-class ticket, and
hero I stay,' I said decidedly. 'I shall
bo glad to have tho ofTiccrs Join us. Show
them In.' But no, ho Insisted, wo must
get out. He threatened: he Implored
'No, I will not go sit third class," 6ad
I. These officers would not come In, but
peered at Intervals through tho window!
"I wish to say," concluded Mrs. Oakley
"how very much I admired tho calm self
control on tho part of tho French soldiers
and people: not tho slightest sign 0f
boasting, nor hysteria, nor vain talk wai
there. AH was done quickly, silently and
methodically."
This winter Mrs. Oakley Intends to con
tinue her efforts In abating city noises,
and In her prominent position on the
American Civic Association will doubt
less have a busy and a useful time.
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.
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THE GREEN DRAGON gS
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and the Tea House at
214 South Fifteenth St.
will reopen for the season Tuesday,
September 22. The service will in
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formal suppers or dinners. Meals
served to those HvinR in apartments.
Rooms reserved for special lunch
cons, teas or dinners.
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