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If Girls Are Going to Take
the Plunge Into the Pool of
Matrimony, They Must
Equip Themselves to Swim
Even Under Difficult Cir
cumstances
By Mrs. Wilson Wood row
It is my privilege to write of tilings
that are real and vital in our lives—
tilings that eome home to all of us. Of
course, I can only look at a question
from my own angle, and it may not
l)o yours. Yours may be the better
and more illuminating. It is no fun
throwing out words into cold, empty
space. I want a response. I want to
find out what we all think, and why
we are thinking of.
Won't you write and tell me where
you agree with me, and where you dif
fer, and why?
MRS. WILSON WOQDROW.
Today the art, or the science, or
the business of home-making is about
as complicated as intensive farming.
Preparedness is the watchword of
the hour; not merely as regards mili
tary matters on that more intimate
batUelield, the home.
Why muddle along in anything?
If you girls have chosen the pro
fession of marriage and home-mak
ing, why take the plunge, hoping that
the water is not very deep and that by
some miracle you may be able to keep
your head above the surface?
Why not, before you dive into that
untried pool, equip yourself to swim
even under difficult circumstances?
Romance is a very beautiful and
wonderful thing, but it's merely the
jam on your bread and butter. Just
jam without bread and butter Is a
duet which not even a child with a
sweet tooth would care to contem
plate. Vou, let us say, are a girl who
has no longing for economic inde
pendence or any other kind. And, be
lieve me, you have just as much right
to your tastes and inclinations as the
Kirl who feels that she must be out
in the world earning her own money
and spending it in her own fashion.
But, if you have chosen home-mak
ing as your job in life, for heaven's
t-'ake make a success of it!
Workers' Defliciency
Depends on Quality of Food
Self-interest, if nothing else, should
prompt you to do so. Your material
comfort is dependent on your hus
band's earning capafclty. Your hus
band's earning capacity is very largely
dependent on his health and well-be
ing. Workers build their mornings on
their breakfast; the efficiency and en
thusiasm and concentration we bring
to the day depends mainly on the
quality of our eggs and coffee.
The good, old days of leaving a
few orders with the maid, and re
turning to the sofa and the last new
novel, or starting out on a shopping
expedition are gone.
The maid is the vanishing lady of
the present. The munitions factor
ies have swallowed her up. And when
she no longer makes shells some other
big industry will engulf her; and what
is left of her order, the remnant of a
once great army, will work in five or
six hour shifts, two or three a day, and
no one but plutocrafts can afford ser
vants.
The day is not far distant —but that
phase is an absurdity In these speed
up times. To-morrow, my sisters, a
maid will be as much a symbol of wild
extravagance as peaches in Decem
ber or an aigrette.
A young fellow told me not long
ago that he had solved the problem
of the high cost of living. He and
three other young men had rented
and furnished an apartment. Each
paid so much a week into a general
fund for rent, food, etc. Each got his
own breakfast, the earliest riser mak-
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Made Her Well.
Lima. Ohio. " I was all broken down
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and to use Lydia E.
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ing your remedies
and took $5.00 worth
and in two months
was a well woman
after three doctors said I never would
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wife for seven years and I recommended
the Vegetable Compound to every wo
man 'to take before birth and after
wards, and they all got along so nicely
that it surely is a godsend to suffering
women. If women wish to write to
me I will be delighted to answer them."
—Mrs. JENNIE MOYEB, 342 E.North St,
Lima, Ohio.
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•treat. —Advortisemen
MONDAY EVENING,
The Scribb Family—They Live Right Here in Harrisburg—By Sullivan
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ing the coffee for all; but every man
boiled his own eggs and made his
own toast. When they had gone to
their office a woman came in and
made the beds and cleaned up. Their
luncheons they took near their places
of business, and they returned to their
apartment for dinner. Each in turn
did the marketing for a week and
cooked the evenin gmeal, while one of
the others, also in turn, looked after
the table. It worked beautifully.
They all learned how to cook and they
were also congenial friends, never in
terfering with each other.
There, my dear girls, that is what
you are up against. That young man
may meet you to-morrow and may
fall so desperately in love with you
that he is willing to give up his happy,
unfettered home for you and start an
onther one. Personally I should feel
inclined to side-step an offer from
any such competent youth. He knows
too much. Your only safety lies in
going him one better, in being a bet
ter cook than he is and in giving him
a more cheerful and attractive home
than the one he has left.
It Is of course difficult for you to
realize that your beauty and charm,
great as they are, very soon become
commonplaces to a mere husband. The
lure of your dazzling eyes, Rosalind,
Is temporary, but the lure of good
cooking and of comfort in the home
is eternal.
For several years of my life I was
a wanderer in the waste places. I be
came in that time fully initiated into
the horrors of average An.vrican cook
ing. That soggy, fried meat! Those
watery, tasteless vegetavles! Let us
not mention the bread.
I learned the wisdom acquired un
der such circumstances, and lived on
boiled eggs and baked potatoes and
things that could be cooked in their
own shells and skins, unless it was
possible for me to prepare my food
myself.
It is often stated that many men
become drunkards because their wives
feed them day after day meals so
wretchedly cooked and so lacking in
nutritive value that they take to liquor
to stop the ceaseless craving of their
starved stomachs. Why bad cooking
is not a penitentiary offense, or at
least a cause for divorce, I don't un
derstand.
I have always noticed that most of
the lofty, misunderstood feminine
souls are miserable housekeepers.
Idea Obtained From
Chance Iteinark I'ut to Work
The other day I overheard a " 'bus
talker" remark in speaking of two
sisters; "Jessie is a bright, cultured
little woman, but Susan, let me tell
you, is a mighty efficient housekeep
er." I wanted to turn around and
thank him and offer him 10 per cent,
of what I am paid for this article; for
he had given me an idea. I imme
diately put it to work.
In a casual way, and trusting to
luck they would not se<! my under
lying craft, I have asked ten aver
age American women which they
would prefer to be called: "A bright,
cultured little woman," or "A mighty
efficient housekeeper?"
Seven of them chose the VBright,
cultured little woman." Two spoke
for the "Mighty efficient housekeeper."
One said, "Both."
And why, I wonder, did not all the
women of whom I asked the question,
say: "Both?" If one is an efficient
housekeeper ought not to be diffi
cult to acquire a little culture on the
side unless she is one of those farm
ers' wives we read about who go in
sane from cooking all day and hearing
the wind blow.
I am inclined to think there is
deep, fundamental reason for this
preponderance of choice. Is it not
that women instinctively feel with
Alive Schreiner, that they receive their
share of the earnings of the man as
a more or less eleemosynary benefac
tion, instead of the fair division in an
equal partnership?
Is this the chief cause that women
in the . mass are loath to learn the
technical side of the greatest of arts
•—the art of home-making—and turn
instead to something they call "cul
ture," usually a half-baked substitute
for the real thing, snatched up in
some mental delicatessen shop and
bolted in a hurry?
What do you think about it? Would
you rather be, "A bright, cultured lit
tle woman," or "A mighty efficient
housekeeper?" And why?
© NAN of ®
MUSIC MOUNTAIN
By Trdnktl. Spearmaiv-
Author of Whisperiivg Smittv
COPXRI&HT- jy Ciutu.es taMHtxt sens
(Continued)
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I—On Frontier day at Sleepy
Cat. Henry de Spain, gunman and train
master at Medicine Bend, is beaten at
target shooting by Nan Morgan of Musio
Mountain. Jeffries, division superinten
dent, asks Ue Spain to take charge of the
Thief River stage line, but he refuses.
CHAPTER ll—De Spain sees Nan danc
ing with Gale Morgan, is later derisively
pointed out to Nan on the street by Gale,
ar.U Is moved to change his mind and ac
cept the stage line job.
CHAPTER III—De Spain and I>efever
ride to C'alabasas Inn and there meet
Galo Morgan with Deaf Sandusky and
Sassoon, gunmen and retainers of the
Morgan clan. Morgan demands the dis
charge of a stage driver and De Spain re
fuses. De Spain meets Nan but falls to
overcome her aversion to him.
CHAPTER IV—Sassoon knifes Elpaso,
the Btage driver, and escapes to Morgan's
gap, the stronghold of the Morgans. De
Spain. Lefever and Scott go In alter him,
and De Spain brings out Sasson alone.
CHAPTER V—He meets Nan, who de
lays him until nearly overtaken by the
Morgans, but lands his captive In Jail.
CHAPTER VI.
Maintaining n Reputation.
The abduction of Sassoon, which sl(f
nalized De Spain's entry Into the stage
line management, created a sensation
akin to the exploding of a bomb under
the range. The whole mountain coun
try, which concentrates, sensibly, on
but one topic at a time, talked for a
week of nothing else.
Experienced men in the high country
—men of that class who, wherevei
found, are old in the ways of the world,
and not promptly moved by new 01
youthful adventure—dismissed the in
cident. after hearing the details, with
the comment or the conclusion that
there would hardly be for De Spain
more than one additional chapter to
the story, and that this would be a
short one. The most active Morgans—
Gale, Duke and the easy-going Satter
lee —were indeed wrought to the keen-
Vt pitch of revengeful anger. It was
an overwhelming insolent invasion—
and worst of all, n successful invasion,
by one who had nothing but cool impu
dence, not even a budding reputation
to justify his assault on the lifelong
prestige of the gap clan.
De Spain himself, somewhat sur
prised at the storm he had kicked up,
heeded the counsel of Scott, and while
the acute stage of the resentment
raged along the trail, he ran down for
n few days to Medicine Bend to buy
horses. Both Gale and Duke Morgan
proclaimed, in certain public places in
Sleepy Cat, their intention of shooting
De Spain on sight; and as a climax to
all the excitement of the week follow
lng his capture, the slippery Sassooi.
broke jail and, after a brief Interval,
appeared at large In Calabasas.
This feat of the Morgan satellite
made a loud laugh at De Spnln's ex
pense. It mitigated somewhat the hu
miliation of Sassoon's friends, but It
in no wise diminished their expressed
resolve tp jwnlsh De
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Leletei'i uu uiijuug the
stage men, kept close to the drift of
public sentiment, decided after De
Spalns' return to Sleepy Cat that the
stage-line authorities had gained noth
ing by Sassopn's capture.
"We ought to have thought of It be
fore, Henry," he said frankly one night
In Jeffries' oflice, "but we didn't think."
"Meaning just what, John?" de
manded De Spain without real inter
est.
"Meaning, that in this country you
can't begin on a play like pulling Sas
soon out from under his friends' noses
without keeping up the pace—without
a second and third act. You dragged
Sassoon by his hair out of the gap;
good. You surprised everybody; good.
But you can't very well stop at that,
Henry. Such a feat by itself doesn't
insure a permanent reputation, Henry.
,It Is, so to say, merely a 'demand' repu
tation —one that men reserve the right
to recall at any moment. And the
worst of it is. if they ev<<r do recr.ll it.
you are worse off than when before
they extended the brittle bauble to
you."
"Jingo, John I For a stage black*
i
smith you are some spieler." De Spain
added an impatient, not to say con
tumelious, exclamation concerning the
substance of Lefever's talk. "I didn't
ask them for a reputation. This man
interfered with my guard—ln fact,
tried to cut his throat, didn't he?"
"Would have done it if Frank had
been an honest man."
"That Is all there Is to it, Isn't It?"
Lefever tapped the second finger of
one fat hand gently on a the table.
"Practically; practically all, Henry,
yes. You don't quite understand, but
you have the right idea."
"What do you want me to do —back
a horse and shoot two guns at once
up and down Main street, cowboy
style?"
Lefever kept his patience without
difficulty. "No, no. You'll under
stand."
"Scott advised me to run "down to
Medicine Bend for a few days to let
the Morgans cool off."
"Itlght. That was the first step. The
few days are a thing of the past. 1
suppose you know," continued Lefever,
in as well-modulated a tone as h€
could assume to convey Information
that could not be regarded as wholly
cheerful, "that they expect to get you
for this Sassoon job."
De Spain flushed. But the red anger
lasted only a moment. "Who are
'they'?" he asked after a pause.
"Deaf Sandusky, Logan, of course,
the Calabasas 'bunch, and the Mor
gans."
De Spain regarded his companion
unamlably. "What do they expert I'll
be doing while they are getting me?"
Lefever raised a baud deprecutingly.
"Don't be overconfident, Henry; that's
your danger. I know you can tak6
care of yourself. All I want to do is>
to get the folks here acquainted with
your ability, without taking unneces
sary chances. You see, people are not
now asking questions of one another}
they are asking them of themselves.
Who and what Is this newcdmer—an
accident or a genuine arrival? A com
mon squib or a real explosion? Don't
get excited," he added, In an effort to
sooth De Spain's obvious irritation
"You have the idea, Henry. It's timt
to show yourself."
"I can't very well do business her
without showing myself," retorted D
Spain.
"But it is a thing to be managed,'
persisted Lefever. "Now, suppose
since the topic Is up—we 'show* in
Main street for a while."
"Suppose we do," echoed De Spaic
ungraciously.
"That will crack the debut ice. Wt
will call at Harry Tenison's hotel, anc
then go to his new rooms—go right t<
society headquarters first —that's mj
theory of doing it. If anybody hat
any shooting in mind, Tenison's is e
quiet and orderly place. And If a
man declines to eat anybo'dy up at
Tenison's, we put him down, Henry, as
not ravenously hungry."
"One man T would like to see is thai
sheriff, Druel, who let Sassoon get
out."
"Ready to Interview him now?"
"I've got some telegrams to answer."
, "Those will keep. The Morgans are
In town. We'll start out and find some
body."
It was wet and sloppy outside, but
Lefever was indifferent to the rain,
and De Spain thought It would be un
dignified to complain of it.
When, followed by Lefever, he
walked into the lobby of Tenison's
hotel a few moments later the office
was empty. Nevertheless, the news of
the appearance of Sassoon's captor
spread. The two sauntered into the
billiard hail, which occupied a deep
room adjoining the office and opened
with inrge plate-glass windows on
Main street. Every table was in use.
A fringe of spectators in the chairs, os
tensibly watching the pool games,
turned their eyes toward De Spain—
those that recognized him distinguish
ing him by nods and whispers to oth
ers.
Among several groups of men stand
ing before the long bar, one party of
four near the front end likewise en
gaged the Interest of those keener loaf
ers who were capable of foreseeing
situations. men, Satterlee Mor
gan, the cattleman; Bull "Page, one of
his cowboys; Sheriff Druel, and Judge
Druel, his brother, had been drinking
together. They did not see Lefever
and his companion as the two came in
through the rear lobby door. But Le
fever, on catching sight of them, wel
comed his opportunity. Walking di
rectly forward, he laid his hand OD
Satt Morgan's shoulder. As the cat
tleman turned, Lefever, genially grasp
ing his hand, introduced De Spain to
each of the Dartv in turn.
(To Be Continued)
TO ORGANIZE AERO I'JIIT
Wheeling, W. Va., April 9. An aero
unit, to be known as the West Vir
ginia Flying Corps, will be organized
within a few days, according to an
nouncement here yeaterday by Ix>uls
Bennett, Jr., of Weston, W. Va., on his
arrival from Washington, where he con
ferred with War Department officials.
A local steel plant has given fifty acres
of land near here for a flying fljdd.
APRIL 9, 1917.
Miss Fairfax Answers Queries
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
KEEP VOI R FRIENDS, TOO
Dear Mtss Fairfax:
For a year I have been going about
with a young man, who pretends to
be very fond of me, evjn I am
the only girl with influence ov'er him.
I in turn have learned to love him,
although 1 have never shown it by
my actions. I even gave up other
friends who were calling for him. Re
cently he has mentioned calling upon
a girl out of town. Do you think this
is fair to me? Should I let this go un
noticed, or should I ask him if he
thinks it is fair? HELEN R.
I think you blundered In giving up
all your other friends. I really feel
that unless a man and girl are formal
ly engaged it is folly for them to cut
off from other interests and to grow
too dependent on each other. I think !
it would be wisest to do nothing, but j
define the situation, why not ask your
if you have that feminine desire to
friend frankly If he does not agree
that It would be sensible for each of
you to see a little bit of other people? I
His attitude might make a good deal \
that is now uncertain clear to you.
SUSPECT ARRESTED IK CHESTER
Chester, Pa., April 9. A suspect,
who gave the name of Charles An- ,
drella, was found aboard the partly
completed tanker Golaa at the Chester
Shipbuilding Company yard yesterday
and taken to the City Hall. When ar
raigned in police court the prisoner
could net explain how he came to be
found on the boat and was held for a
further hearing.
SUSPECT C A ITU RED AT (OI.tMIIIA
Lancaster, Pa.. April 9. Melt of the
First Pennsylvania Regiment guarding
the Pennsylvania Railroad bridge cross
ing the Susquehanna river at Colum
bia, yesterday, made prisoner a man
who was attempting to take a photo
graph of the bridge. The military au
thorities refuse to give his name or
any information about him or what dis
position has been made of him.
TRAINING DISPLACES ATHLETICS
Morgantown, W. Va., April 9. Ath
letic contests at West Virginia Univer-,
sity will be discontinued on account df
the war, it is announced. More than
600 students at the university are tak
ing military training, which will be
substituted for athletics.
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THE HONEYMOON
HOUSE
By HAZEL DALE
Janet would have taken the incident
of the letter from Dick Armstrong to
Karen more seriously if Karen hadn't
taken a hasty departure the minute
Jarvis returned. But before Janet
could see the girl alone, Karen had
crammed the envelope into her pocket
and had run off with a hasty goodby.
And then, besides, something hap
pened that same evening to Janet that
made her forget the affairs of other
people in the absorbing Interest of her
own.
For a time after Karen left Janet
was quiet. Jarvis noticed it, and
called to her from the bedroom.
"What are you so quiet about,
sweetheart ;this is the time you ought
to be happy. Let's go out somewhere
and celebrate."
Janet loved their joint celebrations
better than anything elese in tho
world. Whenever either of them had
a particularly good piece of luck, or
made extra money of any kind, it was
a signal for a celebration which meant
dinner out and an evening spent to
gether at the theater and sometimes
even a week-end at some sleepy little
place in the country. The first time
that they had gone on a celebration
since their marriage, Janet had spoken
of It enthusiastically when she and
Jarvis had had dinner at home one
evening. But the lesson that she had
learned had taught her never to tell
things again unless she could be sure
of the way they would be taken.
Mrs. Carew had thrown back her
aristocratic head and had laughed
merrily.
"Janet, you amuse me so much," she
had laughed. "Imagine having any
fun in going out of town and leaving
a comfortable living quarter even if it
is up a mile of frightful stairs and be
ing uncomfortable for the fun of the
thing."
"But it is fun," Janet had protested.
"It's the kind of fun we like."
And then she had met Jarvis's eyes
and they were tender with memories.
They made her forget everything else
] for the time being, but she never spokm
of their good times again.
"Oh, a celebration, Jarvis," she ex
claimed enthusiastically. "What are
we going to do?"
"Well, first, we'll go to dinner, and
then we'll do anything we happen to
want to. Don't plan for anything till
j the time comes."
! This suggestion immediately claim-"
ed Janet's, thoughts to the exclusion of
everything else and she began to dress
for the evening hurriedly, determined
to look as "stunning" as possible. Be
fore Janet had been married she had
taken her looks more as a matter of
course. But now, that she had Jarvis,
everything was changed. The thought
that Jarvis. noticed any attention paid
to her, made her more conscious of
how she looked. She cared about look
ing well for Jarvis and being noticed
by other men when she belonged lo
just one, more than she ever had when
she could pick and choose.
The restaurant where they went wai
a place they often frequented. It
lacked the formality of most places,
but there was a pleasant hum of good
fellowship and a memory of the same
faces seen time and again, that spoko
well for the place; people went thero
110 eat good food, rather than to be
j seen and admired.
When they were seated at the table
! and Jarvis had ordered dinner, Janet
j leaned forward quickly and whispered:
"Don't look now, Jarvis, but there
i is a man two tables from here on your
I right who keeps staring and staring,
j Perhaps you know him, he is very
j good looking."
| "Why, said Jarvis, flushing a little
j as he surreptitiously stole a glance be
hind him and bowed cordially, "it's
the fellow I met this afternoon. You
must meet him. I'll go over and get
him."
But there was no need of that, for
the man had quickly risen and was
•now coming over to them. He was a
man of about forty, with a well groom
ed appearance rather than a hand
some face. He was dressed well, and
I looked prosperous, and he acknowl
j edged the introduction to Janet with
a rather overdone bow. Janet, who
j very quickly estimated people, decided
] that he was a little bit 100 eager to
please, but he sat down at their table
and began to talk so interestingly that
' she quite forgot the slightly unpleas
ant feeling that he had created.
"Mr. More says that you are on 'The
Children's Hour,' he said to Janet.
"Yes. I have a department for about
| a month now," Janet returned eagerly.
And she sketched briefly her work and
her hours. "Of course T am virtually
still with The Chronicle," she finished,
"but I ani getting more money than
my position down there warrants. It's
a temporary arrangement while - one
of the editors is away."
"Your husband Is doing some
sketches of Miss Alden," the man went
on. "I like his work very well, per
haps we could arrange for something
for our magazine. It would be rather
nice if you and he could collaborate,
Mrs. More."
"Oh, Jarvis. how splendid," breath
ed Janet, turning toward him. "Praise
from you, Mr. Lowry, means a great
deal." And then she stopped, for Jar
vis looked unresponsive. Janet felt
suddenly cold and spiritless. What had
happened to make Jarvis look like that
when only a short time ago he had
been so anxlxous to have her meet this
stranger?"
To Be Continued
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