i Life's Problems Are Discussed "As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he." In other words, he presents to the world his own conception of himself. And the world accepts him at his own valuation. All of us In our experience have seen some one putting it across with no apparent equipment, and have wondered and admired; and we have all seen real gifts and real talent fail of resnitlon. We have pondered over this injustice, and marvelled at the strange workings of destinty. But there is a reason. My own humble theory is, that the mediocre but successful people pos sess an invaluable something which the gifted but unrecognized lack, and that is a sense of drama. We will stand anything in the way of pose or pretense, provided it is carried off artistically. For the ba,d actor, either off or on the stage, "Boos" shall be his portion. Have you ever met a real genius, one acclaimed so by the world be cause of his or her transcendent sifts? They are as scarce as hen's teeth, but their invariable and dis tinguished characteristic is that they are entirely simple, natural and un-1 affected. They don't have to be any thing else. Nevertheless, they are: dramatic; for that is the role of; genius. Theirs is the drama of! achievement. Poor little Emperor Nicholas of Russia is an example of those who are lacking in the dramatic instinct. Pallid and undersized and trembling at his own shadow, he did not at all till the popular idea of a Czar. If he had been a big, blustering brute with a loud voice and a scowl, it would have been a much more difficult mat- ( ter to have dislodged him from his j throne. People will stand for an auto- i crat, but never for a counterfeit of one. 'The same thing is true of Louis XVI of France. Old Louis XIV un- j derstood the game better. He knew! the deluge was coming, but he died , with his head on his shoulders. The successful men and women of | the world, either consciously or un consciously, have always realized the j value of dramatic effect. They haw ! lcoked and acted the part—made the; picture, as the stage saying goes. I don't suppose for a moment that ■ George Washington ever attitudiniz- j ed before a -mirror, or purposely j brushed back his hair from his fore- i head. But if you don't think that' serene, lofty brow, that classic profile! ;md that stately bearing of his had I anything to do with his frame, try to i Little Boy Itched and Burned Cuticura Healed Started With Rash and Pimples. I Hair Came Out. Terrible Sight to Look at. Used One Box Oint ment and Two Cakes Soap, "My little boy started to get sore ears ; and scalp. He started with a rash and 1 pimples, and the skin was red. It itched j and burned so that he could hardly ! stand it, and when he scratched it irri tated very much. 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Dan dy for ii new beginner. Has full nn5:36* considering how she oan prac- JpffSsSk tice conservation this Winter and such an apron as this one is a valuable help. It protects \V the gown that is worn beneath and at the same time it is pretty anc ' becoming. It can be made !l\ a str 'P c °tton material as vrffmfl///lf\\ \ ' s here or of a checked ma flJJl IhfA\ V terial or of a plaid gingham or ff ITV \ plain chambray or of lj fj r j butcher's linen with a little \H| H / j fancy stitchery in color around jfl| : ffly />/ t ' ie c di? es to make a very charm -2' 1 WK/x '"*> e^ect - Women who have (ml flim sufficient leisure may like the last \ll } '' 7 suggestion. For the very busy I JjiJK women who must practice con -1 jj|li servation of time as well as ||l conservation in other direc j| tions, simple stitched edges are | jljij desirable. White stitched with j l blue or with red is pretty, and I blue stitched with white or with tuft makes an attractive effect. We, long ago learned lili I lilil t ' iat '*■ ' s wort ' l while to make Iyl -- -• j |jj[J the simplest, most prosaic gown xA. TO \mJ pretty because whatever is at t!i\ \ J tractive is restful, and we can 1 i i 1 y accomplish more when sur- H M roundings are restful than when •!! j Jfy V they irritate the eye and f • U through the eye the nerves. I < ill I m or mec^'urn s i ze be Li 'H) J needed, 4 yards of material 27 inches wide, 3 yards 36. The pattern No. 9582 is cut in size;s 34 or 36, 38 or 40, 42 or , , 44 bust. It will be mailed to 9582 Work Apron, 34 or 36, 38 or 40 an y address by the Fashion De -42 or 44 bust. Price 10 cents. part ment of this paper, on re ceipt of ten cents. HXRJRISBURG TELEGRAPH | "THEIR MARRIED LIFE" Copyright by International News Service Copyright, 1917, International News Service. , • "I'm getting tired of these eternal dates that you keep making," War ren said disagreeably. "Well, Warren, either you must accept people's invitations and ask them here in return or you must give up having friends." "Now, that's a ridiculous state ment." "Why, no, it isn't dear; not at all." "It certainly is." "Well, 1 don't agree with you." "Of course you dont' simply be cause you don't want to." "Warren, that is terribly unfair." "Well, why can't we make life a little more spontaneous? Why can't we do things on the spur of the mo ment? That's the only way to have any fun out of life." "It would be nice." sighed Helen; "but it would be so hard to see peo ple that way." "It seems hard because we aren t used to it." "But other people might not un ! derstand it at all." | They'd have to take us as we are 1 or give us up." But you wouldn't want to do that, dear." "Sure I would. If they weren t real friends, real enough to under stand our way of doing things what would be the use of hanging on to them?" "Well, Warren." said Helen prac tically, "inasmuch as we have made this engagement for tonight, you d better get dressed. We can talk about the other arrangement some other time." "Yes, that means that it will be put off indefinitely, and the next time talking over the telephone you 11 have the entire week filled up with engagements, and I'll. have nothing at all to say about it." "But you're never home, Warren, and what would you have me say when people ask to see us?" "Oh, there are plenty of th.ngs to say. Be frank and te 'l >' our friends that you are not going to make any more definite engagements." "But Warren, it wouldn't be pos sible to do things that way in the case of meals." "Well, manage matters any way you like then, but don't make my iife an engagement schedule. Do vou realize that we have been doing somthing, either having people here or going somewhere, every night this week? Why I don't have a minute to read the paper or do any thing I want to do. You women have all day to visit with each other and see each other, but what time do the men have unless they take a night or two off and then there's always more or less fuss made about It." "Anytime you want a night off, take it, dear. • I don't remember ever, saying anything about it." "No, but when the times came you would, all right, or else you'd go around with that injured martyr air, which is worse than any amount of fussing." By this time Warren had worked himself up into a perfect passion of self pity. He.imagined himself the worst abused man in the city, and he was past argument or convincing even, if he had stopped to listen to anything Helen might say. And so as usual, she saul nothing* and slipped out of the bedroom, leaving him to dress. She pondered on what he had said as she tlxed the card table with a fresh cover and got out the cards. It would be lovely not to plan things ahead, and just to do things on the spur of the moment. Carp and Frances did things that way. Every time Helen had asked Frances up for dinner she had begged off on the plea that Carp hated to make a definite engagement. "If you'll let us drop in some night and take pot luck with you," Frances had responded, "we'd simply love it." And Helen had laughed and had tried to understand, because she loved Frances, but she had been hurt just the same. By the time the Thurstons came in, at about 8:30, Helen felt more or less downcast. Warren had forgot ten the argument after a change of clothing, but Helen, who had been Kinking things over, was just be ginning to wonder how she could manage things to please Warren. Now Helen did not care very much for Mrs. Thurston, she had never felt quite at home with her; certain ly Mrs. Thurston was not the type of woman anyone could get at all in timate with. But Mr. Thurston was different. He was delightful. Gen erous to a fault, always ready with funny anecdotes, and splendid com pany. Everyone liked him and War ren particularly. After an evening of bridge, when Warren and Mrs. Thurston had come off victorious. Warren was in a particularly good humor. "Too bad, old man," he said gen ially .slapping Mr. Thurston on the back, "better luck next time. Say, why is it that we don't see you peo ple oftener? How long Is it since you were here?" Helen was listening with all her ears, anxious to know what was com ing. "Oh, not so very long," Mrs. Thurston was saying, "we want you eople to come up next Thursday for an evening of bridge. How about it, is that all right for you?" "Sure," responded Warren heartily, "that's all right for us, isn't it,' Helen?" ' Helen met his eyes, her own filled with inquiry, but he had forgotten > his protests of ;i little while anxious to become acquainted with father and mother, so I asked if I could receive him at our home. Why do my par ents refuse, saying I could do what ever I choose outside, but that I could, not have any young men at the house. V. I. As you tell your little story, your parents are a complete puzzle to me. It sounds as if their judgment was very poor (and I hate to make any suggestion which sounds lack ing in respect to parenthood). I really feel that it is to them I must write rather than you. They owe you the protection of their home. They ought to see that every girl needs the privilege of having her friends in her own house and that when a young girl is told to meet her friends a nywhere else she lilces she is being shoved into danger. 5