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Ithe sweetheart who is timid
A Proposal of Marriage
By Uenlrlco F'atrfax.
•tvlieges in addressing you, although
>u have given me sufficient good rea
n for doing so, ana now you must
11 me candidly if I have a spark
a chance in the race, or is there a
ay of making myself worthy of one.
s no doubt you have a long string
admirers, just use that reasoning
achlne of yours and tell me frankly.
Their Married Life
By MABEL HERBERT URNER
"Is it swollen much?" Helen rubbed
icfully the side of her face.
"Nope. Hardly see it," Indifferently.
"Oh, Warren, It IS!" taking up a
tnd _ mirror. "Why, even my eye's
rolien. Oh, it looks dreadful!"
"What the Sam Hill do you care
»v it looks? Hurt much?"
''Oh, yes: but I could stand the pain
only that swelling would go down."
At this truly feminine viewpoint,
arren only sniffed.
"Told you to have your teeth looked
ter. This is what you get by put
ig it off."
"But, dear, this isn't a cavity—it
ust be neuralgia."
"Well, you'll have both sides of your
ce bloated up, If you stand there in
e cold."
With a last anxious glance in the
md-glass, Helen turned out the light
id crept shiveringly into bed.
She nestled her aching, swollen
teek against Warren's warm shoul
ir, but he drew away with an un
m pathetic—
"Get the hot water bottle!"
"It leaks, and 1 keep forgetting to
it a new one."
Warren was soon asleep, but the
ooting pain In Helen's tooth throb
id up through her eye, ear and tem
e. She stood it as long as slio could,
id then got up to heat an iron, de
nnining to telephone for a hot water
ttle the first thing in the morning.
Wrapped in Warren's bath robe,
ilch was .heavier than her own, she
tally got the iron heated, folded it
to a newspaper and towel, and was
ek in bed without awakening him.
it the iron was heavy and cumber
me, and she disliked the smell of
orched paper.
Then suddenly she thought of the
sctric light. Who was it that had
Id her about using an electric bulb
r a hot water bottle? Wasn't it
rs. Stevens? Anyway, it was worth
ring.
On the table by Helen's side of the
d was a small stand dropliglit. She
ached out, turned on the light, took
' the pink silk shade and wrapped
e bulb in the towel from the iron,
te cord was long enough for her to
st the bulb on the pillow under her
eek, and the degree of heat was
st right.
Helen was Jubilant over the inge
jus contrivance. Why had she never
ought of it before? It was so much
icker and easier than filling a hot
iter bottle.
Gradually, under the soothing in
ejjee of the heat, the pain in her
ce grew less. She must be sure to
1 Carrie about this; it would be £uch
contrivance when the children were
'k. Carries was always priding her
lf on her inventiveness, but she had
iver thought of anything half so
jver.
Theii Helen thought of the "Hints
Housewives" column in the various
me magazines. They offered a dol
r for every Idea, and most of them
so poor! She would send this in
-morrow! She tried to think out
e wording now. It must be clear
d concise.
An Easy Substitute for a Hot
V ater Bottle.—Any one having a
droplight by the bed can always
have a quick relief for cold feet,
toothache, or any pain where heat
is required. Simply wr'ap the elec
tric bulb in a towel and apply.
Still congratulating herself on the
?en!ous of this idea, and with the
kin Health Comes
From the Blood
ren Slight Eruptions Such As
Acne Should Be Treated.
Pimples and other skin troubles do not
STht on the face like flics. They come
Jbltng out from within. Thpy are impur
's. And if let alone or greased with
ves they become chronic, simply because
! cause is still at work within, ft should
Attacked with S. S. S. and the impurities
Ihe blood thus rendered harmless.
I he skin is hut a npt work of tine blood
Kt'ls. And it is ii perfectly natural emi
nence llyit any influence In the blood
it is a condition of ill health makes its
;t appearance in the thin. There are
lain medicinal properties that follow the
irse of the blood stream-and the Influence
these properties is that of an antidote.
Is Is why S. S. S„ the best-known blood
•ifler, litis such u positive action in the
n. There Is one ingredient in 8. S. S.
lch peculiarly stimulates cellular or
ndular activity to select from the blood
from this line net work of blood vessels
the skin, those elements which it rc
res for regeneration.
Thus pimples, acne, eezemn. lupus, or any
er blood condition that attacks the skin
seeks an outlet through the skin Is met
h the antidotal effect, of S. S. S.
Phis Is why skin troubles vanish ao
dlly and why they do not, return.
Jnder the influence of S, 8. S. this fine
work of blood vessels In the skin is
stnnfly taking from the blood the nntrl
i required for healthy tissue nnd the
kc or disease I* Just as constantly being
i"ved. scattered and rendered harmless,
•so facts are more fully explained in a
k <in skin troubles sciil by The Swift
■clfic I'o.. Sw'lft Hldg.. Atlanta, 'in.
i will find K. S. H on sale ui nil drug
res. tici a bottle today and banish all
i itfUkt'oDu.
FRIDAY EVENING, fiAHRISBURG TELEGBAPfI APRIL 17, 1914.
Is Something That Was Never Set by the Calendar or Clock.
Po not ask for further elucidation of
this passage."
She In Puzzlrd
The poor girl wants to know what
he means.
A girl of nineteen keeps steady com
pany with a young man, but he says
nothing about settling down. Is it her
place, she Inquires, to ask him or his to
ask her?
A man of twenty-one is in love
with a girl the same age, and they
have kepi company eighteen months.
•Sunday he proposed#marrlage to her,
and he writes to ask what he shall
da about it. • ,
G. wants to know if, after keeping
company with a girl a year, it is
proper to declare his love three months
before the time he has set to propose.
• Constant Reader wants to know how
to toll a girl lie loves her: he has
been trying for a year, and hasn't
found courage yet.
A proposal of marriage is something
that was never yet set by the calendar
or clock. A man may decide that he
will propose next Sunday, and the
chances are he will propose Friday or
Mondav. or find himself engaged with
out proposing nt all. marriage being
one of those conditions into which the
majority drift without any volition,
just as a boat drifts down stream.
The Proposal
A proposal, in the time-honored and
pain now greatly eased, Helen fell
asleep.
An odor of something burning!
Helen, only half awake, started up.
What was it? What was burning? Then
as she threw back the covers she saw
something glowing in the bed. A mo
ment of dazed terror and she gave a
piercing scream.
With a bound Warren was out of
"Hey! What the devil—"
bed and had caught up the dropliglit,
still glowing through the charred
towel. Snatching up a rug, he threw
it over the smoldering, smoking bed
clothes, which seemed ready to burn
into flames.
It was several minutes before he
cautiously raised the rug to make
sure there was no further danger, and
several more moments before either
of them could talk coherently.
"Well, that was a blamed lucky
escape!" He drew a deep breath.
"Another second and the whole bed
would have been in flames!"
Helen was now sobbing through
sheer nervous terror.
"How the devil did it happen?
Knock that light off in your sleep?
But I don't see how it got turned on!"
"I—l " began Helen, and thsn
choked convulsively.
"By Jove, if it didn't burn through
to the mattress! Hook here!"
The bulb, which had slipped from
under Helen's check as she slept, had
fallen down to the very edge of the
pillow, where it had charred through
ticking, feathers and even down
through the sheet and mattress.
"Just look at that!" and Warren
dug out a handful of charred hair
from the mattress. "How in thunder
could it smolder like that without
naming? Must have been covered up.
Uidn t get you, did it?" turning to
Helen with sudden apprehension.
'1 don't think so," sobbingly.
"Don't see how you escaped—ex
cept tliat it was on the very edge of
the bed. Come over here," drawing
her to the light, but her nightgown
was not even scorched.
Having satisfied himself as to Helen
he turned back to the bed.
"Well, that light's got to be weight
ed. We'll not risk that being turned
over again."
Should she tell him? She had been
too dazed to say anything at first, and
now she hadn't the courage! She
couldn t face his scathing denuncia
tions. He thought the light had fallen
over; couldn't she let him think that
—at least for a while?
Warren was still digging the char
red hair out of the mattress. The
burned surface was large than his
outsptead hand.
Oh, its ruined!" moaned Helen.
1 wouldn t care for the pillow and
sheets, but that was such an expensive
mattress."
"Mattress?" contemptuously. "Ton
ought to be blamed thankful we es
caped with our lives."
"Our best blankets, too!" as Helen
discovered that a corner of the blan
ket was charred crisp.
"Well, let's get a move on us. Can't
stand here gaping all night. How'll
we fix this so we can get back to bed ?
Here, put this pillow somewhere,
those feathers'll be over everything "
Helen took the pillow, which was
shedding charred feathers through the
blackened hole, and laid it on the li
brary table. Then she got out fresh
sheets, folded one over the burnt place
in the mattress, and they made up the
bed.
I I didn't know an ordinary elec
tric bulb could burn like that" she
faltered at length. "I didn't 'think
they d burn at all."
te " wh at electricity'll do.
Mighty dangerous thing."
"But it doesn't burn the sill;
shades!"
"Because they don't touch it—air
circulates between. That's the queer
part of this," with a puzzled frown
You must have got that bulb cov
ered up with the bedclothes or it
wouldn t have smoldered lik»* that "
Helen did not answer, but her face
flushed as she stooped lower to tuck
in the fresh sheets at the foot
"Hello, what's this?" Warren was
examining the charred towel which
had been wrapped about the globe
and that had fjillon to the floor un
noticed. "That's funny—it's a towel'
How did that get in bed?"
Oh, 1 got up to heat an iron for rnv
tooth,'' pointing to the iron that lay
on the table still wrapped in the news
paper.
"But this wasn't around the Iron.
Why, the whole towel's burnt to a
crisp. Eooks like "
She Confesses
Helen with averted face was stili
tucking in the bedclothes. The color
invaded her neck, us she now felt
Warren's keen searching gaze.
"See here!" sharply. "What's up'
Something mighty queer about this!"
"Why—why, nothing, dear. I don't
know what you mean," in the quaver
ing tone that Warren always knew
meant equivocation.
"What do you know about this, any
way? You've been up to some fool
thing! Out with it!"
"Nothing—only I—l—my tooth hurt
me so " she began miserably,
"and the hot water bottle leaked—and
I—got up and heated that iron, but it
was so heavy and cumbersome,
and "
"What's that got to do with THIS?"
scowling at the charred towel. "Get
to the point—can't you?"
"Well, I—sonic one told me rbout
using tin electric bulb Instead of n
hot water hag, and I—l thought I'd
try It'"
Wnrren gasped. For the moment
words failed lilm.
At any oilier time, Helen would
have seen the humor of the situation
love-ordained fashion of our ancestors,
conies from the man to the woman,
though h'ow lons this custom will con
tinue in our present feminist revolu
tion, no one may say. But all women
who love, and who have been loved,
know down in their heart of hearts
that such a confession loses all its
sweetmas and sacredness when the
woman takes the initiative. There is
no joy to a woman in the hearing of
a proposal of marriage If it is made
in her own voice. It may win her a
husband, but the supreme bliss of
courtship is missed on the way.
A proposal of marriage is like the
rose—it needs no puinting or elegant
phrases to adorn it. "Will you marry
me?" needs no dim lights, poetic
background nor orchestral accom
paniment to make it the sweetest mu
sic any woman ever heard.
"Will you marry me?" declares a
story of love without using the word.
If he did not love her he would not
want her companionship forever. It
is a declaration that waits neither time
nor occasion: its sweetness and effec
tiveness depend neither on rule nor
rehearsal.
Just four words ."Will you marry
me?" Countless volumes say more and
tell less.
in Warren, standing: there In his pa
jamas, staring at her in open
mouthed astonishment. But now she
was wretchedly keeping her eyes on
the tassel of her bath robe, at which
she pulled desperately.
The bitter, scathing, merciless de
nunciation she harl expected did not
come. Warren's disgust was too pro
found for words.
After a moment's eloquent silence,
he flung himself into bed, muttering
something about "institutions for the
feeble-minded."
"Good Health /« Largely a Qom- *
tion of Habit" Say
Madame Ise'bell
"Don't Nourish Physical Idio
syncrasitß"
GET THE HABIT OF GOOD
HEALTH.
Most of us have heard that familiar
presslon of the country side: "She is en
joying poor health," and smiled over it,
yet we know some people who have such
• fondness for their physical ailments
that they might almost be described am
"enjoying" them. They will speak of "my
rheumatism," "my neuralgia," or "my
nervous system that I Inherited
from my mother's family," as if there
was something peculiar and precious la
these possessions.
It is a trait in human nature to exhalt
and magnify its possessions. One of
Shakespeare's characters points with
pride to his unlovely kitchen wench as
"a poor thing, but mine own." And so it
is with each of us; we may know in our
heart that our possession would not pass
for much in the world's estimation, but
still we cherish it, even its deformities,
Just because it is ours. And this explains
the woman who "enjoys poor health."
She has so little to enjoy In her narrow
life that her thoughts naturally turn to
her physical well being which comes to
be of first importance.
While this interest in one's physical
Idiosyncrasies may under some conditions
be natural, it is neither wise nor health*
ful. We should look out, not In; deny
pain rather than coddle UL
This does not m?an neglect or refusing
to take warning by physical symptoms
that may point to trouble of • serious
nature. Without going Into the various
forms of mind cure that have become
prominent of late years, X want to em«
phasize the wonderful curative effect of
an optimistic attitude towards any aIU
ment that may beset us. Fain is not pe
culiar to any one person: your ailment
Is no better, no worse than that of your
neighbors; there is nothing peculiar la
your brand of neuralgia or your inherited
nerves. They are very much like those
"enjoyed" by all the world.
I know a little girl who always throwt
her aches and pains out of the window
and then she slams the window dow*
hard so they won't get back. That is not
a bad Idea, certainly a wiser plan than
sssumlng that we have to live with them
forever.
Honor Graduates at Wilson
College Are Announced
Wilson College, Chatnbersburg, Pa..
April 17. President McKeag an
nounced in chapel the list of honor
students of the class of 1914. The
honor scholarships are noncompetitive
and only those students who have at
tained a high degree of scholarship
fixed by the faculty are included in
the list. The names are given in al
phabetic order: Leah Shank Geist,
Waynesboro, Pa.; Nellie May Gilbert.
Chambersburg. Pa.; Marion Adams
Given, Edgewood Park, Pa.;; Rebecca
Harbison Millen, Kaston, Pa.; Ruth
Smith, Hont Alto. Pa.; Margaret Mae
Wallover, Smith's Perry, Pa.; Edith
Olivia Witherspoon, Guilford Springs
I 1'-
COMMENCEMENT AT QUIXCY
Waynesboro, Pa., April 17.—Com
mencement exercises of the Quincy
High School were held in the United
Brethren church, Quincy, last even
ing. The principal address was made
by Prof. H. M. J. Klein, of Franklin
and Marshall College. The graduates
were: Glenn Brosius, Hilda Resser,
Anna Hess, Pearl Baer, Clara Funk,
Arthur Noll, Paul Slaybaugh, Frank
Cook, Gilson Provard, Weldon Smith,
Joseph Lohman. Ray Smith, Paul
Resser, Paul Baer. The class motto
was: "To-night We Launch; Where
Will Wo Anchor?"
MOW POSTMASTER AT USIH RN
Usburn, Pa., April I". Advices
1 from Washington give information of
'the appointment of William 1. HotT
| man as postmaster of Usburn. lie
I will succeed John M. Rider.
NEWEST FEATURES !
SHDtVN IN THIS DRESS
Frills, Tunic and a Surplice Waist
Are All in Good
Style
8218 Semi-PrincM.se Gown,
34 to 42 bust.
WITH TWO-PIECE SKIRT WITH OB
friTnoirr TUNIC, WITH THREE-QUAR.
ER OR LONG SLEEVES.
Bowman's sell May Manton Patterns.
nil) TO SPEAK
AI ELK BANQUET
Tenth Annual Installation Dinner
to Be Held on Monday Night;
200 to Attend
Plans fofr the tenth annual Installa
tion banquet of Harrisburg Lodge, No.
12, B. P. O. Elks, were completed
last night. The big event will be held
Jlonday night, April 20, at Chestnut
Street Auditorium, starting at 8.15
o'clock.
Tickts sold to date indicate an at
tendance of 200, but this number will
be increased fifty more, according to
members of the committee. The audi
torium will be especially decorated for
the occasion. Music will be furnished
by the Updegrove Orchestra.
Percy L. Grubb, past exalted ruler,
will act as toasjmaster. The princi
pal speaker will be Governor John K.
Tener, past grand exalted ruler. Ad
dresses will be made by William K.
Meyers, exalted ruler, and others to be
announced later. Maurice E. Russ
will be the caterer. The committee
in charge of the arrangements in
cludes:
R. L. Schmidt, chairman; A. H.
Kreldler, Augustus Wildman, Joseph
Berrier, Past Exalted Ruler Horace A.
Segelbaum. James H. Lutz, C. N. Fry
and Charles Detweilcr.
Horse Raises Hoof
to Keep From Touching
Man's Body Beneath
By Associated Press
Owego, N. H., April 17. —An instance
of the intelligence and fidelity of a
horse came to light to-day, when the
body of Frank Hannon was found face
downwar din a brook near here. A
blanket was so wrapped about him
] that he had been unable to Bave him
self after falling.
I Over Hannon stood his team, one of
the animals having remained for many
hours without being able to place one
of its feet to the grounds, as Hannon's
body was under the hoof and the
horses were unable to move freely in
'the tangled harness.
Former Rex Garage
Proprietor Is Dead
C. Carl Charles, former proprietor
I of the Rex Automobile Garage, 1917
North Third street, died yesterday aft
ernoon shortly after 1 o'clock at his
home, 1908 North Third street.
Mr. Charles was proprietor of the
Rex garage two years. On account of
ill health he gave up the business two
years ago. He was a lifelong resident
of this city. Surviving are his wife,
Mrs. Clara Charles; three sisters, Mrs.
John Ensmtnger, Mrs. Nettie Thomas
son and Mrs. A. Harter; one brother,
Frank Charles; two daughters, Mrs.
Sarah McArdle and Mrs. W. T. Mahin,
and one son. H. B. Charles, all of this
city. Funeral services will be held
Monday afternoon at 2 o'clock. The
Rev. Harvey C. Klaer, pastor of the
Covenant Presbyterian Church, of
which Mr, Charles was a member, will
have charge of the services. Burial
will be made in the Harrisburg Ceme
tery.
WAGON CAROMS INTO HOV
Luther McLaughlin, 16, a messenger
boy for the Elliot-Fisher typewriter
company was waiting for a street car
in Cedar street this afternoon when
ho was knocked down by a wagon
which was struck by a street car and
shoved aaginst the boy. The boy was
removed to the Hartman hospital. An
examination disclosed bruses on arms
and body, but no serious results are
anticipated.
NOT ALARMED AT REPORT
liy Associated Press
Vancouver, B. C., April 17.—British
Columbia refused to take alarm over
the report that a shipload of 400 Hin
dus left Shanghai for Vancouver for
the purpose of testing the attitude of
Canadian authorities under the recent
court decision that Canada is not Jus
tified iu excluding' natives of India.
Klein Co
Announces a
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ej £(aruv<j Sutft- cuvct
At Revised Prices
Every design of Spring fashion in /{falffl
Suits including the modish Eton, Cut
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offer. And in our variety of materials .jfTja A
you are sure to find that which you JwMMJvk , n'l
will like. 4 L,. \
Suits which sold formerly from $32.50 Ills A
to $38.50, \
$23.75
Suits which sold formerly from $25.00 j||t |l|' , ... '
to $31.75, ||f; ij : . Sf'iiiiffi ■
$18.75
Suits which sold formerly from $19.75 j \ V
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$16.75
Our showing of Spring Coats is so varied in both style and
materials that you will find it a real pleasure to purchase here.
And at these revised prices, you will save money. All coats in Rag
lan shoulders, some with kimono sleeves, some with moire collars
with pleated filling, others with self-trimmed collars, still others
with tango flare collars.
Moire Coats in Eton, Bolero and three-quarter length effects
which sold from $15.00 to $17.50, at
$12.50
Serge, Whipcord and Serge Poplin coats which sold from
SIO.OO to $12.50, at
$8.75
Shepherd Plaid Coats with Peau de Cygne lining which sold
for $25.00 and $26.50,
$18.75
New Store For Women 9N. Market Sq.
Well-known York County
Justice of Peace Dies
Special to The Telegraph
Dllisburg, Pa.. April 1". On Wed
nesday night Jacob Lehmer, one of
the most widely known men of the
upper end of York county, died at
his home In Franklin township very
suddenly from an attack of heait fail
ure Mr. Lehmer for more than a
ouarter of a century has been justice
of the peace of Franklin township
and was re-elected last Fa'l. He also
was a surveyor of a wide reputation
for accuracy and his fine penmanship
brought htm more deeds for proper
ties to be written than possibly any
other man , n this part of the State
Mr Lehmer is survived by his wife
and several nieces and nephews. He
w«iß 72 years old.
POSLAM ENDS
TORTURES OF
ITCHING SKIN
Used for any »ktn disease, the action
of Poslam Is immediate. It stops Itch
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wonderful rapidity.
Aggravated cases of Eczema, Acne,
Tetter Salt Rheum, Psoriasis, Scalp-
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unable to secure results by other means.
Poslam shows results so quickly that
you are never In dobut as to whether
or not it is doing the work. The skin
is forced to respond to its healing In
fluence.
All drugorlsts sell Poslam. For free
sample write to Kmorgency Labora
tories. "" West 26th Street, New York
Poslam Hoap, medicated with Poslam,
is the best soap for your sitln. New
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PUTS AN END TO BACKACHE
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A Few Doses Give Relief, Helps
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11 Is useless, dangerous, and un
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The new discovery. Croxone, pro
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Croxone cures these troubles be
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15
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You can secure an original pack
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druggist. All druggists are authorized
to personally return the purchase
price if it fails to give the desired re
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