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RIGHT UP TO DATE
A Leaf From Billy Sunday's
Book of Bible Love
Stories
Billy Sunday has published a book
of love stories. They aren't original
—but almost. "The book," he ex
plains in his Foreword, "is the de
velopment of a project to clothe
the outstanding charactors and les
sons of the Bible in the language
and environment of to-day."
Billy Sunday objects to the criti
cism of people who don't "want to
see themselves as God sees them;"
people who are looking for "a tal
cum powder, violet scented, ladylike
proposition." There are plenty of
fellows, he argues, who will "pass
out the gospel done up in tissue
paper and pink baby ribbons." But
the Bible, contends • the Bev. Mr.
Sunday, "is a mirror of life —not
the life of one period, but of all
periods." So he sets out the men
and women of the Bible "from the
viewpoint of the men and women
of the Twentieth Century."
All the love stories he retells are
decidedly interesting. But perhaps
the two that stand out with the
greatest poignancy (punch, one
should rather say in this connection)
are the stories of Adam and Eve
and of Samson and Delilah.
Curtailed in the telling, the Sam
son and Delilah story runs as fol
lows:
Samson in a Panama
Samson was the first strong ma<
to exhibit before large audiences —
but he wasn't strong enough to ex
hibit before himself in private.
He thought he was making a big
li it because he was making a big
noise—and had Buffalo Bill hair.
He was just like a kid home from]
college for the summer vacation,!
when he breezed in on his dad one I
day in his father's office.
He was all dolled up with a pur
ple band around his new Panama,
pushed down onto one ear over the I
Howing locks, and he was wearing
purple socks, and a purple necktie,
and a silk handkechief with a pur
ple band falling out of his breast
pocket.
Also ho flourished a dinky bamboo
walking stick, and altogether!
thought he was the original Big
Noise.
His father was trying to answer)
the telephone and dictate a letter!
at the same time, for it was the|
rush season in the cattle trading |
market.
But a little thing like other peo
ple's business never bothered Sam
son.
He pushed his Panama a little
further over his ear, blew out a
cloud of cigarette smoke, thinking
that this made him look like a real
man of the world to the blond ste
nographer, and said:
"I've come to tell you 1 want to
get spliced, governor. And it's up to
you to come across with the velvet
and arrange for the wedding 'jells.
She's the original sweet dream, and
I want to cop her before the alarm
clock goes off and wakes her up!"
"Who is she?" asked his father,
hanging up the telephone, and tell
ing the stenographer to come back
after lunch.
"She and her folks live over In
Tminath," said Samson, dropping in-
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MONDAY EVENING, HJUUUSBUHQ OMRS TELEGKXPB FEBRUARY 11, 1918
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FOR. DO\OU WAJST ' & | - i JO^T
n"S vervimpoOte i
VltD\TIN<," TO A'bK t y
to a chair and sticking his feet up
on the desk.
"They've got ail the cash they
can use, and have two motor cars, so
you needn't lie awake nights about
their bank roll.
"But she sure is some flashlight,
all right! She's got me sitting on
the ragged edge—with my feet
hanging over." ♦ *
A Call on Delilah
Samson blew himself for a lot of
hothouse foliage and approached
Delilah with all the ease and grace
of a seasoned flirt.
The Philistines noted his fondness
for the girl and decided that noth
ing could be better.
"He is going to put his knob in
the noose this time like a house
atlre," they said. "Patience, bre
thren."
Delilah was the queen vampire of
the whole cast. She was the finest
chef in the trouble kitchen.
Delilah didn't have a chance to
lose. Soft boiled conversation was
her forte. She had Samson woozy
inside ol five minutes, and in ten
minutes he was ready to give her
his motor >car and unlimited credit
at the gas filling station.
Delilah strung Samson until he
looked like perch trailing through
the water back of a rowboat at the
end of a perfect fishing day.
He was a mountain of muscle, and
she was a frail little thing, but
when she gazed into his eyes Sam
son lost his last vestige of judg
ment and fell with a plash that
shook the whole river.
Of course, Delilah had been fixed
with a nice fat bride.
"You are the strongest man in
the world, Samson," Delilah flattered
him. "You've got them all leary of
you. Tell me how you do it. Where
do you get that stuff?"
"Take the ferry for Hoboken," he
jollied.
"Now, you are teasing me!" she
pouted. "Nix on the stalling! If
you love me, you'll come through!"
Told His Secret
She had him roped and branded
at last.
"If my hair was cut," he said, "I
wouldn't be any stronger than any
other bald headed gent. I wouldn't
have enough pep to punch a railroad
ticket.'
Then Samson went to sleep and
Delilah took the scissors and re
moved his Seven Sutherlands Sis
ters, Whicli had been his pride and
joy.
The crowd rushed in and gave him
tho once-over and tied him. The
terrible giant was in their power.
They made him a prisoner and
put out his eyes with hot irons. • * *
He could hear the laughing and
jeering of the mob that had once
fled before him. .
With a sudden strength he groped
his way blindly to the pillars of tho
temple, torn by despair and rage and
agony.
With a last desperate prayer on
his lips and a last desperate heave
of the temple in his hands, bent his
giant body until the sweat oozed
from every pore, and then a surge
of returning strength and power
swept through his veins.
The mighty temple above him
creaked and swayed—and fell in a
crash of ruin and death.
Samson's finißh was as foolhardy
as his life had been.
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THEFOUR OFHEARTS
A SERIAL OP YOUTH AND ROMANCE
By VIRGINIA VAN BE WATER
CHAPTER XI
(Copyright, 1918, Star Company)
"Dora, darling!" Mrs. Livingstone
called from the door of her room on
the morning after Milton Van Saun's
and Gerald Stewart's visit, "I wish
you and Cynthia would come here
for a few minutes. 1 want to talk
with you."
When tile girls had obeyed her
summons, she broached the matter
that was uppermost in her mind.
"Your engagement is to be an
nounced next week, Dora, dear."
Dora laughed. "I am already
aware of that fact, mother, dear!"
Iler mother smiled in her usual in
dulgent fashion.
"My blessed child," she protested
gently, "I wish you would not be so
frivolous and abrupt when I want to
talk of a serious subject!"
"You mean my engagement?"
Dora demanded. "Surely that is not
so awfully serious, is it? It seems
rather amusing to me."
Her mother, ignoring this remark,
continued:
"Of course there will appear an
nouncements in the society columns
of the various Sunday papers. But
I have been thinking how we could
best tell our friends about it. I have
decided that it would be agreeable
to have a select and small dinner—
only about a dozen people—and an
nounce the good news then. Your
father and I asked Mr. Stewart to
dine here soon. We will make the
date a week from Saturday night,
and have him as one of the guests.
Thus, you see. some of our friends
will know of the happy event before
they see it in the Sunday papers."
"All right," Dora assented. "I
don't care just how it's done. But
I am crazy to know whether people
will be surprised about it or not."
"I fancy only a few of them will
be greatly surprised." her mother
observed. "You and Milton have al
ways been together so much."
"But that is just the reason it will
be a surprise," Dora argued. "Peo
ple have thought of us almost like
brother and sister. In fact, I have
felt that way myself."
A SntlMfleil Comment
Cynthia glanced quickly at Mrs.
Livingstone. Was she satisfied with
her daughter's sentiments towards
the man who was to be her hus
band?
But Mrs. Livingstone smiled se
renely. "That is an excellent way
to feel," she remarked. "I have al
ways said that pleasant friendship
forms the safest basis for a comfort
able marriage."
"Then you do not believe in love
matches?" t
The question slipped from Cyn
thia's lips almost before she was
aware of it.
Her aunt answered in her usual
bland manner. "Not in violent love
matches—no. If a man and woman
are good friends, they learn to love
each other after marriage."
Cynthia was silent. She was
thinking of what her father had told
her of his engagement to her moth
er, of the love that had been so
strong that death itself had failed to
make him forget the girl who had
given him her heart and hand.
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Mrs. Livingstone became aware of
her niece's silence. "You do not
, agree with me, Cynthia, do you?"
t she queried.
i Cynthia flushed. "How should I
, know anything about it. Aunt
. Amanda?" she parried. "I have nev
: er even fancied myself in love, and
I have thought very little of mar
. riage."
"I know your father and mother
were very devoted to each other,"
Mrs. Livingstone said. "But theirs
may have been such an affection as
I have spoken of. It may have de
veloped after marriage."
Cynthia did not contradict this
statement. The subject of her par
ent's mutual devotion seemed too sa-
I cred to discuss with such a materi
( alistic person as her aunt,
i "Well," Dora broke in, "I am
mighty fond of Milton, and 1 dare
, Bay we shall get along well enough
. together. I guess I'm not one of the
( girls who could lose her head over
any man. Now to go back to the
plans for the dinner. I think It's a
' pretty good idea—don't you, Cyn?"
"Yes," Cynthia replied. "I think
, It's, a very charming idea,"
A sudden thought occurred to
1 Dora.
An An-knurd l'redlcament
"Cyn:' she exclaimed. "You'll
come to the table that night even if
. you are in deep mourning, won't
you ?"
, Cynthia Long hesitated. Here was
an awkward predicament. Her sor
row for her father's death was. so
( fresh that she shrank from meeting
, a number of strangers at a gay
function. She hoped that her aunt
would come to her rescue and sug
gest that she be allowed to dine
, quietly in her own room on the
evening of the proposed dinner.
But Mrs. Livingstone made no
. such proposition. Instead, she look
, ed amazed.
"My dear Cynthia," she protested,
"you do not think of secluding your
self from all society in that old
. fashioned way Just because you liap
, pen to be in mourning, do you?
Surely you would be making a mis
take to do this. Moreover, Dora
would feel most uncomfortable it her
engagement dinner was the cause of
your spending an evening alone."
There was but one course for
Cynthia to take. She showed her
good breeding by acceding promptly
to the plans of her hostess.
"I will do just as you think best.
Aunt Amanda," she said. "If you
and Dora prefer having me at the
dinner I will, of course, be present.
But," as an after-thought, "I have
no regulation dinner gown, you
know—only my black mourning and
afternoon dresses—nothing proper
for an evening function."
1 "You can buy very stunning even
. ing gowns in mourning materials,"
i Mrs. Livingstone told her easily. "I
• advise you and Dora to order the car
at once. Then you can go down this
i morning and select for yourself an
1 evening gown in black. You will
. need one frequently. Be sure that
> it will be ready in time for you to
> wear it on Saturday night, my
I dear."
(To He Continued)
LIFE'S PROBL
ARE DISCUSSED
By MRS. WILSON WOODROW
I happened to run across an es
say written about twenty years ago
by a woman who was something ot
a celebrity in her day. It was a plea
to women, urging them to set up
bank accounts for themselves where
ever possible and telling of the sat
isfaction and serenity of mind which
came from such a step. It sounded
like a voice from the. Dark Ages.
"Yet, at the time she was real
ly proposing a rather radical de
parture," smiled a contemporary of
the writer who was with me. It
was the exception then rather than
the rule for a woman to have knowl
edge of business or finance. Most
of us could more easily have drawn
the Sistine Madonna than a check.
We were appallingly ignorant in ev
erything relating to money."
"Except probably in ways of
spending It," I observed significant
ly. My friend always has been and
is to-day rather extravagant.
"Ah!" she shook her head, "I
come of an era, you must remem
ber, when woman was Just about as
much of an economic factor in the
world as a canary scattering Its
birdseed around Its cage. She was
there merely for ornament and to
air her pretty little accomplish
ments. ' As for the birdseed, it was
always on hand, provided for her
entirely without toil or thought on
her part to do with as she chose,
and apparently came from an inex
haustible supply.
"Why should she bother to hus
band or take care of it, when to
throw it about furnished some
amusement in her otherwise idle
and monotonous life? That was the
era and the atmosphere in which I
was brought up," she repeated, "and
you can't teach an old dog, or an
eld canary either, new tricks.
"Indeed," she went on, "when I
think of the ideals which obtained
and of what a sealed book all busi
ness except that of squandering
was to us little more than a gen
eration ago 1 stand in amazed won
der before the alert, competent,
business-like woman of to-day.
There are still plenty of canary
birds, of course, just as there have
always been bustling, sober-mind
ed, thrifty sparrows; but the age
lias taken on much more of the
sparrow complexion.
"You know," she smiled, "it is
said that sparrows were introduced
into this country through the me
dium of a single pair brought over
for the purpose of combatting the
wasteful ravages of the grubs and
caterpillars that were destroying
crops and vegetation of all sorts,
but the sparrows increased and
multiplied so miraculously and are
so aggressive that they have to a
great extent driven out all the other
birds. We have perhaps lowt some
thing in the way of color and orna
ment by the change, but we have
saved our food supply. •
"And, to tell you the truth," she
reflected. 'I doubt very much if the
canary bird role ever was a natural
one to woman. It was forced upon
her to a great extent, but it was
only a masquerade in borrowed
plumage, as proved by the celerity
with which she has doffed it as soon
as her opportunity came. As it says
here," she picked up the essay
which had started our discussion,
and read aloud:
"'A definite allowance and a
check book will make of many a
woman an economist and a man
ager who would otherwise be a
wasteful spendthrift —on a small
scale, doubtless, but one quite as ex
travagant in relation"*to her means
an are the titled dames of high de
gree in London, who are hopeless
ly in debt to their milliners and
tailors—for there is something in
that exactness of figures, those in
exorable figures which traditionally
will not lie, that educates a
woman'."
I wonder if there is not a good
deal in what my friend had to say.
We have always been called the
extravagant sex, I know. Never a
man went on the financial rocks but
he and the world promptly blamed
some woman for it, either in con
junction with wine and song, or else
because of a vain and Inconsiderate
wife or daughters.
And I am not denying that wom
en have been the world's great
spenders. In very ancient times
men were the chief offenders. It
was they who went robed in pur
ple and fine linen and decked them
selves with gold and precious stones.
"Solomon in all his glory," was the
synonym.
There were Cleopatras, too, and
Theodoras wasting wealth like wa
ter, of course, but women in gen
eral went simply clad and kept in
the background. Then in the Mid
dle Ages and down through the
reigns of L/Ouis XIV. and XV. in
France the two sexes ran in this
respect about an even race, neck
end neck, so to speak.
The day of woman's general and
superior prodigality dawned when
Eugenie came as Empress to Paris
with her beauty, her youth and her
love of display and iet the vogue
for clothes. With her ended the era
of one black silk dress, which served
our grandmothers as "best" all the
days of their lives, and with the
black silk went, too, the cameo or
hair breast-pin, which with a ring
or two made up her modest stock
of jewelry.
Ever since there has been a mad
v/hirligig of fashion with the styles
whisking in and out almost as of
ten as the wind changed, and every
woman, rich or poor, young or old,
plain or beautiful, tall or short, fat
or lean, striving to outshine every
other in the costliness and splendor
of her apparel.
To be out of style was esteemed
worse than a. crime. I.a Mode!
Upon that altar women have stood
ready to sacrifice their homes, hus
bands, children, happiness, virtue,
love, comfort, even their looks. And
a. host of milliners, dressipaker3,
jewelers and makers of cosmetics
have fattened upon her vanity. She
has set the pace and the whole
world has danced to the pipings of
her extravagance.
It has been the cause of some
of the great political scandals of
Paris, of such financial debaches as
Mrs. I,angtry describes in her life
story, "Myself and Others"; it has
made New York what a well-known
humorist called It, "The City of
Dreadful Debt," and the contagious
influence of these great capitals has
spread out to infect and poison the
people of smaller communities.
Yet in the face of all this, I
maintain that woman is not natu
rally an extravagant being. Her
extravagance has been due partly to
a love of beauty and beautiful
things, partly to her desire to please,
more to the demands of Mrs. Grun
dy and the supposed necessity of
keeping up appearances, but most
of all to her lack of training in busi
ness methods and business prac
tices.
The "cost of high living," as
James J. Hill once expressed it, pro
duced its natural* result. Young
men hesitated to marry on account
of the expense. Fathers found them
selves unable to stand the drain their
daughters put upon the family in
come. Woman was literally forced
into the wageearning vocations. She
had to learn that arithmetic of busi
ness which Lamartine, one of the
most notorious of spendthrifts, stig
matized as "the negative of every
noble thought."
And her aptitude for it is shown
by the fact that within a genera
tion the science has been mastered.
Ignorance of addition and subtrac
tion is no longer regarded as "lady
like." It is no army of wasteful
canary birds that abroad has kept
the wheels of industry and business
going and the fields tilled and plant
ed for the past three years, and
here at home has conserved the
food supplies, kept down needless
waste of all sorts, and has assisted
so materially and with such busi
nesslike ability in the raising of
funds for the government and for
the various relief movements.
Thrift, calculation, frugality! Why
that is woman's long" suit. She is by
nature meticulous, with an eye for
detail, provident. It is man, the
hunter and fighter, who never stops
to count the cost until his object is
attained. For the mere joy of kill
ing he exterminated the bison from
our western plains.
From the beginning he has heed
lessly wasted Nature's resources. He
sees things in the large, he looks
cut over wide vistas for his game,
he is impatient of checks and re
straints, he cares only for results.
His is really the extravagant sex.
Thrift is simply order, and wom
an is naturally orderly. It was only
her fostered ignorance, that and a
spirit of competition—the desire to
outrival her era of extravagance.
But the day of competition is over.
An age of co-operation is dawnintt—
for nations, for business enterprises,
for individuals and woman will
yield to the trend of the time.
She will never go back to the
old conditions; it is idle to think
it: but those who fear economic
chaos after the war are shortsighted.
Kach sex will settle down into Its
own place, with but little confusion,
end the work of the world will co
on better than ever.
Every successful firm has two
partners, the one a man of vision,
initiative and daring, the other
methodical, cautious and saving.
This as X conceive it is the eco
nomic future of man and woman,
equal partners, but each working
in his own especial province. He
will dream big dreams, but she will
make them workable and by her
arithmetic correct and supplement,
not negative, his "noble thoughts."
And shall there be no more cakes
r,nd ale —no pearl necklaces, or
Paris gnwns, or embroidered lln
rerie? Assuredly there will. Thrift
does not lie In scrimping or nig
gardliness, but in gratifying every
reasonable desire that one can rea
sonably afford, but only at a rea
sonablo price always bearing In
mind Kranklln's motto: "Nothing is
cheap that you do not want."
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A frozen water pipe in the bath
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home and little Burnetta was watch
ing this with eager excitement when
the accident occurred.
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HICK MOLD WITH RAISINS
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Boil one cup of rice as usual,
put into molds which have been wet
with cold water, set aside to cool.
Turn out on large platter, fill the
center with a raisin sauce and
raisins around the edge.
Balsin Sauce—Wash one cup of
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one cup cold water, bring to boil,
add one teaspoon of corn starch,
which have been wet with a little
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tablespoon of sugar. Boil slowly
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years. A girl
| friend had
' <nA v used Lydia K.
flVjj \ Pinkham's Vege
! BkV table Compound
I an<l s ' ie tolcl 010
\ about it. From
the first day 1
am took u 1 l>eKan
fatll to feel better ami
' >' now I am well
and abie to do most any kind of
*vork. a have been recommon litg
the Compound ever since and give
you my permission to publish this
letter."—Miss Flo Kelly, 476 So.
14th St., Newark, N. J.
The reason this famous root and
herb remedy, Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound, was so suc
cessful in Miss Kelly's case was be
cause it went to the root of her
trouble, restored her to a normal
healthy condition and as a result
hr nervousness disappeared.
To Heal Bed Sores
For 25 years physicians and nurses
have never found anything equal to
Sykes Comfort Powder
One box proves its extraordinary healing
power for any skin inflammation.
25c at the Vlnol and other drug store*
The Comfort Powder Co., Boston, Mass,
DR. CHASE'S
Blood aMNerve Tablets
Weigh Yourself Before Taking.
Price 60 Cents, Special 90 Cents.
Dr Chase. 224 North Tenth St. Philadelphia, Pa.
CHILDREN ,23
Should not be "dosed" {ffig
for colds —apply "ex- ESfIL
(fj ternaily"— l¥l!W)
a Little ftody-Guard inYwir Homf \ I
NUXATED IROK
U W*-* Too Csa
O Dr. Ferdinand Klnr, KHr York Fhysldan and
Medical Author, tells physicians that they should
N prescribe more orfanlc iron—Nmated Iron—tor
their patient*—Saya anaemia—iron deficiency— is
therreatestcursetothe health strenfth vitality and
beauty of the modem American Woman.—Sounds
araminff acainst use of metallic iron which may
Injure the teeth, corrode the stomach and do far
more harm than foodi adrlaea use of only nutated
iron, taken three times per day after meals. It
wIH Increase the atrencth and endurance of weak,
nervous, run-down folka !tn% In twn weeks ttea
in many Inttaneea. Ditptn*4 ky // gmd