Evening public ledger. (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, April 23, 1915, Night Extra, Page 10, Image 10

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THE prevalent Idea appears to be that
there can be no love without a pretty
Urge admixture of jealousy, and that,
conversely, almost every case of Jealousy
springs from some misguided love affair.
'Whether this Idea Is the right one or not
Is decidedly open to question. Ideal love
affairs preclude Jealousy altogether, and
where, absolute trust and confidence exist,
there Is no room at all for the green
eyed monster. It'ls only when tho course
of true love ceases to run smoothly, or
where the passion Is nn unlawful one,
that lealousy creeps In. like a 'anker
at the root.
A recent nenspaper case Illustrates this
point, when a noman of nssured social
status and the mother of three children
was arraigned on a charge of being Ihe
Instigator of a plot to nbduct another
woman with whose husband she Ib said
to have been infatuated. The Jealous
lady had Inserted an advertisement In
the paper catling for some one to "under'
take a dangerous mission." nnd when an
adventurous gentleman, who presumably
wished to turn an honest penny, answered
the same, she Informed him by letter that
he would need a revolver to undertake
some "night work," which she planned to
have carried out. The lady also Indi
cated that she desired to have her In
tended victim knocked senseless or shot
If she should offer any resistance.
However, as Robert Burns assures us,
"the best-laid schemes of mice and men
gang aft agley" and the plot was very
quickly laid bare to the police, nho
Immediately placed the Jealous woman
under arrest.
One curious attribute of the Jealous
woman who plans to sweep her rivals
out of the way Is that she generally
shows a marked lack of brains In her
methods. Jealousy is popularly supposed
to arouse a diabolically clever Ingenuity
In the breast of the Jealous fair one
but, as a matter of fact, It seldom docs
anything of the sort. In my opinion,
Jealousy makes women do the most stupid
things In the world! Not only does It
blunt all their finer feelings, but at the
same time It causes a curious confusion
orJ mind, which falls to take the proper
grasp of consequences and which Is
The Reddy Squirrels Have Unpleasant Guests
FOR several days afte rthe Reddy
Squirrels moved Into their new home
In the house on the pole, they were too
busy to more than glance around. Of
course they had tidied up the little place
tho first day, but there was much to be
(done after that. The house must have a
covering of soft down laid on the floor;
the door, which was a trifle too small,
must be gnawed a bit wider oh there
was a lot to do.
But Keddy and his little mate didn't
mind working, not they! They were
naturally industrious; and then, who
wouldn't work when they had as lovely a
new home as the Reddy Squirrels? Think
of the fun they had running up and
down that smooth pole! , Nobody but a
clever squirrel like Reddy could do that
trick as well. And then the view of the
park. "That alone was worth moving
for," Mrs. Reddy said many times.
The days soon came, though, when
everything was done. Then for the first
ttmo Mrs. Reddy found time to speak of
the queer little gray "bumps" on the wall
In the main room of their house. "I be
lleve row that I think of It," she said to
Reddy. "that I noticed those things when
we first looked In here. I remember
thinking that they looked very pretty
Now what do you suppose they are?"
Reddy always hated to admit that there
was anything he didn't know about, so
ha looked et the gray "bumps" solemnly
and tald. "Maybe they are the trimming
to the house. Maybe places as pretty as
this house always are made that way."
But although he looked very wise when
he said It.Mrs. Reddy was not one bit Im
pressed by his answer.
Before she had time to reply, however,
a shadow crossed the doorway. Both
squirrels whirled around to see who was
there. "Oh, how do you do," said Reddy
when he nsw that their visitor was their
neighbor Jonathan Blackbird; "so you've
come to call on us In our new quarters!
Did you ever see such a prety place?"
Jonathan Blackbird looked around care--fully
beforo replying. "Well enough, well
enough!" he said, "but you'll have trou
ble trouble enough!"
"Trouble?" asked Mrs. Reddy, "why
here more than anywhere else?"
The blackbird only shook his head dole
fully and turned away without another
word. Any other creature of the woods
Elns an A B C Book In Four Parti.
This U Part Two. r
By Bob Williams
G Is for Oracle,
A Ctrl you all know;
For She is the Youngster
Who kicks the Quilts so.
H Is for Hilltop,
The Place they begin
The Funnytown Racs
To see who will win
I Is for Ice-Pond,
Where all of the Fun
En toyed by the Children
Weighs more than a Ton!
:oZm m
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utterly Illogical and childishly reckless
In Its workings.
One has only to glance at the dally
papers to see this fact practically Illus
trated. The shemes of the Jealous woman
are the most childishly Immntme In the
world, nnd In almost every case fall to
pieces and bring speedy retribution on
her own head. Kor not alone does the
victim surfer. Tho worst suffering gener
ally comes upon the plotter herself.
Love very often does bring a certain
amount of Jealousy In Its train. But at
the s.tmo time It Is entirely up to our
selves to curb those feelings nnd to keep
them from outward and visible sign of
Moreover, it i perfectly true that, al
though love generally docs ndmlt of Jenl
ousy, the latter can exist and flourish
pretty successfully without love. A
woman may bo desperately Jealous of the
attentions which n man pns to another
wnmnti tvlHinnl In (ha Iftnat ImMnir Hint ' :
particular man For Jealousy may spring
from hurt pride, or from balked hoped,
or from the fear of what people may say
qulto as frequently ns it springs from
Therefore in the last analysis we may
most assuredly claim that Jealousy and
love are two distinct and quite separable
A Love Song
It Is something, sweet, when the world
goes 111,
To know yuu are faithful and love mo
To feel, when the sunshine has left the
That the light Is shining In your dear
Beautiful eyes! More dear to me
Than all the wealth of the world could
It Is something, dearest, to feel you near.
When life, with Its sorrows, seemo hard
to bear,
To feel, when I falter, the clasp divine
Of your tender and trusting hand In
Beautiful hand! More dear to me
Than the tenderest things of earth
could be.
Sometimes, dearest, the world goes wrong.
For God gives grief with His clft of song,
And poverty, too! But your love is more
To me than riches and golden store
Beautiful love! Until death shall part
It Is mine as you are my own sweet
heart. F. U Stanton.
would have explained, but not Jonathan
Blackbird. He never would help any
body If he could avoid it.
"Never you mind." comforted Reddy
when the blackbird had gone, "he's Just
un old croaker. I'll find out what he
means If I can. If I can't don't you
worry "
But days went by and Reddy couldn't
find out what the blackbird meant. Hn
wouldn't answer Beddy's questions, he
would orly shake his head and say, "The
othera had tu leave that house and 30
will you."
Aside from a bit of worry about the
blackbird's croaking the Reddy Squirrels
"Well enough, well enough " ha said,
"but you II have trouble trouble
eitouoTi '"
spent a happy springtime In the new
house, and they had nearly forgotten the
bad prediction, when one day a queer
buzzing made them remember ft - "It
comes from those gray 'bumps' I have
been so proud of!" cried Mrs. Reddy.
Before she had time to say another word
or to Investigate, out from the gray
"bumps" came a brand-new family of
hornets! They buzzed and stung ant
chased the poor frightened squirrels
from their home. "And I'll never go
tack there even a minute," cried Mrs.
Reddy, as they ran from the new home
never to return!
Copyright Clara Ingram Juilaon.
J I John Frost,
The Manvho Juit blows
On the Tree-Tops and Houses,
And frusta hem with Snows.
K Is for -KatherJne,
A Funnytown Child;
Altho' she is Gentle.
She always looks WlluU-
Xt Is for daughter;
It's what "you ean hear
Whenever yew vilt
This TownfuJ ojr Cheer. ,
U is for Magic -
The N'jine f the Man
Woo keep u all guesting
W First Nar U Han
(Chapter Three Tomorrow.)
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y Nlvv I
The Daily Story
"Call of the Red Gods"
The editor leaned back In his chair and
sighed. The roar of the crowded sticet
down helow rose eternally, wearily. He
got up and closed the Window. Then he
read the story again.
It brought great breaths of fragrant air
Into the stuffy room He could see the
open meadows and woodlands the dash
ing, overflowing brooks where the trout
were rising tho throbbing new life burst
ing out Into the sunshine. He felt it all
krcnly. for he had spent most of tlint
happy boyhood of his up among the hills
of Connecticut. Yes, the busiest editor
In New York sat there dreaming, while
below In the general office people with
Important business weie being turned
away by the dozen.
The story was signed simply M. B. Tur
ner, with an address somewhere up In
Connecticut. "I never saw any one catch
the real spring feeling as that man docs,"
the editor said to himself. "He must bo
a good angler and general sportsman."
Instead of sondlng the usunl printed
slip accepting the article, he picked up
hln pen and wrote the following note.
".Mr. M. B Turner.
"Denr Sir I have Just read your manu
script, 'Tho Call of the Bed Gods," and
I like It bo much that 1 shall try to make I
' ro0m for It In the Stay number, which Is i
already made up. 1 want to tell you per
sonally how much I have enjoyed reading I
It and how it took me back to my boy
hood home. I, too, am an angler by
choice, though an editor by necessity If
you have other stories I should br glad ,
to read them Very truly yours,
The editor of the Twentieth Century I
was still young and genial, nnd his outer f
shell had not yet hardened. ,
Thn he went back to his work and for
got the story. But sometimes In the
midst of the rush and confusion of the
grcst magazine office there came a faint
sweet scent of violets and damp spring
earth and the roar of tho city streets
was confused with the rush and roar of
the brooks overflowing with tho spring
floods. It was then that the story was
uppermost In his mind.
One or two other MSS. came from the
same writer, hut none was equal to the
"He ought to stick to nature," mused
the editor one day In a leisure moment.
"I wish 1 couM see him and have a talk
on the subject."
He viiiiIb n little note to Mr. M. B.
Turner and told him that when he was
in town he would be glad to have him
call at the office of the Twentieth Cen
tury. In reply came a little typewritten
note thanking him for the Invitation, but
ns M. B. Turner was setting out for a
long summer trip through Canada he
could not bo In New York until the early
fall. It made the oflice seem very hot
and stuffy the thought of that Canadian
The Inst nf August Monteitli managed
to get a two weeks' vacation. When he
returned from the Maine woods the city
looked dirtier and more dingy than ever
It was refreshing to find a note from
Mr. Turner, stating that he would call
at the ofTIco on Wednesday morning al
10:30 o'clock If that would be convenient
to the editor. That was Monteith's
busiest day, but without hesitation he
sent a cordial Invitation to the young
author to come nt the specified time.
When he went to tho office on Wednes
day, he had a strange feeling of expecta
tion which he could not explain until he
remembered that this was the day that
the disciple of Jzanlc Walton was to call.
Even while dictating letters to his type
writer his mind was wandering off to the
woods and fields he loved so well. His
thoughts were called back by Miss Jones
and the cessation of the click of the type
writer, "I did not catch that last sen
tence, Mr Montelth." she said, looking
up. "Something about pines and a brook."
Montelth sat up and a flush deepened
on his face even through his tan. "Oh,
no." he said, politely. "You must have
misunderstood me. But that will do for
this morning, Miss Jones, thank you."
He had left word down stairs that al
though he was bu3y he would see Mr.
Turner If he called.
It was 10:45 o'clock when the office
boy, with a most perplexed nnd worried
expression, threw open the door and an
nounced "Miss Turner."
Montelth rose to hln feet Thero on
the threshold, hesitating, flushed, stood
a slight girl In a trim tailor gown. Tho
faint perfume of violets floated into the
"I am Mies Turner," she said. "I I
really should have told you before. I
only realized It was quite wrong when
they almost refused to let me see you,
and would not believe that I was the
expected person."
She looked so much embarrassed that
Montelth recovered himself sooner than
he could have done otherwise In order
to put her at ease. But he, too, flushed.
"I am very glad to see you, Miss
Turner," he said, shaking hands with
her In his cordial way. "So you are the
author of "The Call of the ned Gods'?
You really must forgive me for being so
surprised, but you see I had always pic
tured a man a regular sportsman and
I cannot quite get adjusted to this
change. Really, how could you have
done It?" he finished abruptly.
"I am rather fond of fishing," she con
fessed rather apologetically. "I go out
constantly with my brother and so I
thought I would try to write up one
of my experiences I was more surprised
than any one else when you accepted It.
I used my Initials-, hoping that you would
think I was a man. I was afraid you
would not accept anything about fishing
If you thought it was written by a
Montelth laughed. "It does not mat
ter who wrote it," he said, "It was de
lightful." The girl's eyes sparkled. "I am so
glad," the said. "I have so wanted to
write things that would bring all the
freshness of outdoors Into other people's
"I, did not know that girls ever cared
much for that sort of thing, or if they
did I fancied (hey were different from
you more masculine, I mean." He
flushed and hesitated.
"Lots of girls care," she said, "only
you don't know them. Now, I am never
so happy as when fishing or tramping
through the woods."
"Thit U I rue happiness," said Mon
telth thoughtfully, looking down into the
crowded street. "There Is nothing so
much to be desired in our complex life
of today as simplicity. The craving for
excitement U killing the best that is in
us the childlike love of smple things.
That is why I liked your story," he fin
ished abruptly, turning back to her, He
liked the way the hair curled about her
face, and the flush under the tanned
cheek. She waa the picture of health and
strength and the Joy of life.
He had forgotten that this was a busi
ness Interview and that he had an Im
portant engagement at U. But the girl
"I am afnld I am keeping you," she
said anxiously. "I know how busy editors
Ob, I qult forgot," he said, smiling,
"that I had a business proposition fqr
you. is an nuxea up now. However,
because you are not a man, I wan go- t
y rt mtfa vnit an ntm tk.,,t,
tho fishing grounds of Canada and write
them up. I'm sorry."
The girl leaned forward eagerly and the
color crept Into her face. "Oh,' she
breathed softly, "couldn't I?"
"I am afraid ou couldn't very well,"
ho said, doubtfully. "It would be a hard
trip and you couldn't go alone."
"I shouldn't mind the hardness. Per
haps I could persuade by brother to so
with mo. That reminds me." she said,
smiling back nt him, "you know my
brother he was in your class at Yale."
"What. Martin Turner?" he cried.
"Why, wt used to be great pals at college,
but I haven't seen him for five eara.
Lost track of him completely. So you are
Mart's sister. I am glad "
He looked -very boyish as he held out
his hand. "We must Ka very good
friends -indeed," he cried enthusiastically.
"In fact, we are very old friends already,
because I remember you very well as a
little girl when I visited Mart once years
"How very, very funny and delightful,''
cried the girl, laughing 11 delicious rip
pling laugh. "I must make Martin nsk
you to visit us again. We will take you
flrhlng and tramping, and jou need not
even bring a dreBs coat. AVI11 you
"Wilt I come?" he said In a tone that
sent tho warm blood up Into her checks.
"Just try It and see."
"Perhaps," he said, as he held her hand
a moment longer than necessary as she
left him. "Perhaps you will let me Join
ou and Martin on your Canadian trip.
Will you?"
"Perhaps." she said, turning away.
Then she looked back with a smile as
she entered the elevator. "If the Red
Gods call you you must go, ou know."
The next summer there was a series of
articles on Canadian fishing In the Twen
tieth Century Magazine signed "Mabel
Turner Montelth."
Copyright, 1915.
Woman Testifies Mrs. Burkham
Not Child of Dead Millionaire.
NEW YORK, April 23,-Testlmony that
Mrs. Lois Campbell Burkham, legatee of
half the $16,000,000 estate left by the late
James Campbell, millionaire traction
magnate, Is the daughter of Mrs. Anna
Elizabeth Hicks, and Is not Campbell's
child, was given In the Circuit Court
here today by Mrs. Edith Blair, of St.
Louts, stepmother of Mrs. Hicks.
Relatives of the late millionaire are
endeavoring to establish among other
things that Mrs. Burkham has no right
to share In the estate.
In her testimony Mrs. Blair said Mrs.
Hicks now Is living In England and Is
the wife of a duke, but she refused to
give her stepdaughter's exact where
abouts. She said her stepdaughter married Os
car Hicks In 1S92, and that he disappeared
that year. She testified when Mrs. Hicks
expected to become a mother James
Campbell called on her In Galveston, and
later Mrs. Hicks went to New York,
leaving her address there "Mrs. F. A.
Campbell, Grand Union Hotel, New
"When I came to St. Louis," Mrs.
Blair testified, "Mr. Campbell called on
me and told me h wanted to keep quiet
about Mies Lois. He said she was the
daughter of my step-daughter, but she
always would remain as Mrs. Campbell's
daughter- He said he would assist 'roe fi
nancially." When asked whether the former Mrs.
Hicks bore the title of the duchess at
present Mrs. Blair replied, "I suppose
so," She refused to Bo Into details con
cerning the marriage of her stepdaughter
to an English Duke.
'Trial by Jury" Presented
In addition to Gilbert and Sullivan's
"Trial by Jury," members of the Matinee
(Musical 'Club surprised a large audience
which attended the production In the ball
room of the Bellevue-Stratford last night
with a 30-mtnute pantomime called "La
Pomme," In the latter only eight per
sons took part, and caused a sensation by
their departure from the, conventional.
The evening's entertainment was under
the direction of Mrs. Helen Pulaski Innes
and was btaged by E. S. Grant. Miss
Efflo Leland Golz conducted the club's
string orchestra. Dancing followed the
Reformed Church Collects $105,000
The Reformed Church haa raised
I10S.OO0 to pay off the indebtedness on
Its foreign mission work. This announce
ment was made today, following a two
month' campaign, during which the
church workers JiQPfd to raise 1132,000.
which would liquidate all the debt of
the Board of Foreign Missions 0f the
church It is expected that additional
contributions will be jectlved, which wUJ, 1
.-tf. .-. !. vskMvifOsfcrl tr.r1
Kor the following suggestions Bent In by
renders of the Evemno Lkdoeb prizes of Jl
tnd ,V cents are awarded.
All sucTFstlons should bo addressed to Ellen
Adair, editor of Womnn's Page. Evemno
LEDacn. Independence Square, I'hlladelrhla.
' prle nf XI Iiiih hern nwnrdeil tn llm
J!, .. Trenvr. 3'-0D Simquelinnnn ntcmie,
I hllmlrlpliln, for the following suggestion:
Hat bows that have been crushed in the
rain can be renovated In an easy and
practical way without untrlmmlng the
hat. Take a tablespoon, warm It over a
gas stove or a lamp, with the concave
side toward the heat. When the spoon
Is sufliclently hot, slip It carefully under
the bows that need refreshing and pas3
tho damp parts of tho ribbon over the
arched side of the tablespoon.
A prlie of BO oentu has been awardeil to
Mary E. Gray, 1211 Arch street, I'hlladel
pllla, for the following suggestion:
When you are engaged in delicate nee
dlework, a good plan is to have a little
flour In a saucer beside you. Dipping the
fingers In It from time to time will not
only keep them dry, but your work will
never become soiled.
A prlte of SO rents has been awarded to
Mary It. Ilanlel, 33 East Springfield avenue,
Chentnut III11, Fa., for the following sug
gestion: When you aro polishing the range, and
find that some parts of It are too hot to
make tho polish stick, sprinkle a little
sugar on the hot part and quickly spread
the polish on. You will find that It sticks
very well.
A prize of 50 cents has been awarded tu
Mrs. McIIale, 1331 Wat Suaquehanna air
nue, Philadelphia, for tho follow log sug
gestion: When you are cutting bread have a box
ready for the crumbs which aie usually
thrown away. They are better than
cracker dust, and at the end of a week
you will find you have more than a pound.
B '( -
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m V rV J.1 $ii
M V..jfc - 'I
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B e mkx
Model 995, rich in design and
material, is corset luxury
indeed for full figures.
Price $15.
Royal Worcester Corset Co., worcesterIUiass,
A Lovely Hand
WELL, the very much abused Jimmy
has turned up again, as I knew he
would. He called me up and said tn a
highly dignified tone that If I cared to
go with him to the dance his club was
giving, he would be glad to take mc.
All during the first half he was so ob
viously Insulted that I was secretly con
vulsed with laughter. I havo decided to
reservo the news of my trip to N'cw York
until Inter. Then he'll be furious, for I
havo three dates with him next week.
Some of the girls at the datico lookeJ
charming. No, I don't mean to be catty.
I think nothing Is sweeter than the wide,
flaring sKlrts, and the full, flower trimmed
blouses the girls ore wearing nowadays.
Mother says they are exactly liko the
ones my grandmother wore. I wonder
she'd admit It. I noticed a llttlo south
ern beauty from Atlanta, and she had
a wonderfut gown on The bodice was
mado of Chantllly lace, laid In wide
folds on the shoulders, and falling down
Street Suits
TU1Z fact that this Is a bluo season haa
been demonstrated by the extraordi
nary number of navy, midnight and sotdat
blues seen In the fashionable cults. This
also promises to continue In the fall, with
tho spring suitings, such us gabardine,
woolen poplin, serges and mixed goods
in vogue. Separate skirts of corduroy
are fashionable Just now.
One largo Market street department
store is selling a very good-looking cor
duroy skirt In rose color, with pearl
buttons nit the way down the front, and
side pockets, for JG50. This also comes
In soldat or navy blue and fawn color.
Another store Is showing a military
suit of navy blue gabardine, with a de
cided flare at the bottom of the short
coat and skirt. Corn-colored faille was
uted on the collar and cuffs, and ,t
novelty belt outlined the high waist line.
The price was $23.
A severely tailored suit for the business
woman la mado of tan and brown tweed,
with double breasted coat and slde-
Tomorrow's Menu
"Faire was tho dawne, nnd but o'en now
the sides,
Show'd like to cream, ensplr'd with straw
berries." Herrlck.
Steamed Dates
Cereal and Cream
Codfish Balls.
Rice Mufllns. Coffee.
Salmon Loaf
Lettuce Sandwiches
Hot Chocolate. Sweet Wafers
Oxtail Soup
Halibut Fillets
Mashed Potatoes
Cucumbers. Macaroni au Gratln.
Celery Salad
Rice muffins Sift two cupfuls of flour,
three tablespoonfuls of sugar, a teaspoon
ful of salt, three teaspoonfuls of baking
powder. Beat an egg light and add half
a cupful of cooked rice and three-quarters
of a cupful of milk. Beat well and
then add the dry Ingredients, and at the
last four tablespoonfuls of melted butter.
Bake In a hot oven.
Salmon loaf Pick to pieces with a sil
ver fork the contents of a large can of
salmon and season It with cayenne pep
per and salt. Add a cupful of whipped
cream and pour Into a mold. The salmon
should bo very fine and well mixed
through the cream. Steam until firm
and serve with little balls of boiled white
potato, garnished with lemon Juice and
Done While You Wait
10c Yd. All Materials.
Pleating; Buttons Covered
Regal Hemstitching Co. Wau9t st
Perfect Form, Correct
Poise, Supreme Comfort
From Paris emanates the artistes whose
genius is so notably expressed in the
latest models. The touch of the master
hand is apparent in every conception
Beautiful and varied materials, rich
trimmings, perfect boning scientifically
placed, some forty different models
for the stout, the slender an$ the aver
age figure. j
Don't wait, choose now, anil let your
selection be one of the exquisite BON
TYYNT - T 1. 1 -( Inn.
j.wj.1 uuiaciu, uaciv ouzo uri irum- iwi
Price $3 to $25.
Ask YOUR Dealer
also of ROYAL WORCESTER Corsets
vt? si
-Painted Gown
.over tho arms. The front was nil. fl
I with more folds of Boft black n. ?Jl
was passed under the lace to give 4
eneci. ine Dack was just Ilk. ,,. ,.,
The waist
lino was outlined ,J
wide ruffle
of the canary colored Us.fl
ie gown was made. 1 i,S
of which the
tulle rosette took the place of l,
ventlonal corsage bouquet at ih, ;
Tho waist line was high, 0f ceur."
three loose bands of taffeta wet, "f.
mi. uver wie nip, Holding the fi '"
daintily In place. The bottom o( lh,' i
wide skirt was bound with a ropS ct b?i
feta, and hand painted birds foll6Wed ,J
line of the hem. These were blttkHrtJ
I guess-whatever they were, thf 1,
ti.nnmiisiy uicaire, vanary jeilj t,s
allnnero n m .t n(l.lu i ' Ml
..,,,.0 iu owmu.gs to match WS
Jimmy was most agreeable comij
home, and kent nn inlUn . ., J
tlltln WA WUrn l-nlnrr (n 1..... - UJ
...... .. ... L ,me next ft,;
i-oor Jimmy!
nnd Gowns
plaited skirt. It reminds nn. .mi.. 3
try trump, oa the skirt Is well aborTS?
ankles The price Is 36.60. ji
A blaok-and-whlta emm .... . ?fl
the right thing for Informal Jt&&
wear, and one Market street id!-
snowing a neat stylo for the elderly (,
an. The gown Is made of blaek-aS
white striped chiffon In very ninS'
stripes. The waist Is simply made S
a cream lace vestec, and satln-eowriJ
buttons. A black girdle to jnalch tta
was softly folded around the waluS
The skirt was made of the strlW ru"
terlal, with a deep hem of according
Plaited black satin extending to l
knees. Tho price was $15.75. A
Another pretty gown at the same rai
was made of the popular Dial (...!-
In green and blue tones. A little iitWtkl
leaving the plaid sleeves visible. i:
which was low. The Bklrt roa -fulL1
with a band of the blue at the boltoal
inis aiso came with green taffeta'!?
the place of the navy blue. It wu
Just the thing for the schoolalrl. "i
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"- i,uioi,:j. iuie sauce can Deuel
...auu ui milieu tream u aesireo.
Halibut fillets-Cut halibut Into wit
strips and dip them In beaten egg nil
flno crumbs. Fry them In deep fatucijl
they aro brown. Serve with sliced cifl
cumbers dressed with olt and vlntjiM
The cucumbers can be snllt and th iM?
removed In neat dice and returned to tlf
shells with French dressing
If woman value
her urs she will
let us aive her
the benett of our
expert repair ser
vice now.
Mawson and
De Many
1115 Chestnut Street
$1 to $3,
Distinctive j
sffr Millinery j
jMr Not a mere bit of J
jt?) straw ribbons and XI
iPV flowers, but a
S. charming comblna- If
XriL Hon of originality .)
XjSv that adds grace to 11
nSS. the face. Jj
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