Patriotic Dishes
!ICE CAKES WITH CORN' MEAI.
Two large tablespoons cooke.l
ice, one-half cup corn meal, one
nd one-half cups flour, two tea
poons (level) baking powder, one
up sweet milk, a little salt. Fry in
iillet, thoroughly. Enough for
iree people.
Daily Dot Puzzle
12 * .13
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the end.
MRS. CHARLES HEIM DEAD
Williamstown, Pa., Feb. 13.—Mrs.
larles Heim, aged 30 years, died on
inday night a the home of her!
rents, Mr. and Mrs. Newton Fern.
Ie is survived by her husband,
r parents, three brothers and fouc
iters. The funeral will be held
-morrow afternoon with burial in
e Fairview Cemetery.
! I I . .'l i. l
To Relieve Catarrhal ♦
Deafness and Head *
Noises ♦
If you have Catarrhal Deaf- !
ness or head noises go to your I
druggist and get 1 ounce of I
Parmint (double strength), and I
add to it hot water and Just 1
a little sugar as directed in I
each package. Take 1 table- 1
spoonful four times a day. I
This will often bring quick re- I
lief from the distressing head I
noises. Clogged nostrils should 1
open, breathing become easy 4
and the mucus stop dropping I
into the throat. It is easy to 4
prepare, costs little and is pleas- *
ant to take. Any one who has ♦
Catarrhal Deafness or head
noises should give this prescrip- i
tion a trial. i
Steckley's
Special 15 Day Sale
—of—
Distinctive Footwear
have a special sale.
That is why we say this
\ an unusual opportunity.
jf /fcgsMi&Qy When we tell you we
A arc offerin S remarkable
\\ values in Men's, Women's
k N-S. \ -t\ arK * Children's Shoes, you
\ > i * ' ma y ' :>e assurC( l goods
yr\ xiS. •' . Pj are h ere at prices that
bear out just what we ad-
Sl vertise.
You can not only supply your present needs in foot
wear at generous reductions from former prices—you can
buy your
Spring Shoes
during this sale for much less t'lan you will have to pay
for the same quality of goods later on.
Only the regular Steckley stock on sale—all widths,
AAA to EEE—all sizes, 1% to 9.
STECKLEY'S
1220 N. Third Street
Open Evenings Until 8 P. M. During the Sale.
WEDNESDAY EVENING, HARRISBURO TELEGRAPH FEBRUARY 13, 1918
Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1917, International News Service By McM
soil L I 11 iSTkSSKSKw, I —bj.~---="frl weli -they j
THE FOUR O
A SERIAL/ OF YOUTH AND ROMANCE
By VIRGINIA VAN DE WATER
CHAPTER XIII
DINNER was over at last. The
men lingered with their ci
gars for a little while in the
dining rooms, while the ladies re
paired to the drawing room.
Dora at once became the centre
of a laughing, chatting group of
femininity. She was looking very
brilliant and gay this evening. Her
cheeks matched the pink of her
dainty gown, and her eyes flashed
and sparkled with pleasant excite
ment.
In a long mirror Cynthia could
see the reflection of the group of
women standing just under the
chandelier.
She noticed her own reflection —a
solitary and sombre-looking figure
withdrawn slightly apart from the
rest.
But' she must not be selfish, so
she forced herself to join in the
laughter, and succeeded so well that
'several of the women looked at her
i with a new interest. This girl from
I Chicago was more attractive than
they had thought at first. Until
now she had seemed too quiet.
But, chat a-s she might, Cynthia
was watching for an opportunity to
absent herself for a few minutes.
It came when the gentlemen were
returning to the drawing room.
As she reached the hall, she
paused, the unintentional witness of
a scene between her uncle and his
child. She saw the elderly man put
his arms about his daughter, saw
him bend to kiss the face upraised
to his, and heard his low murmur of
tenderness.
It was all over in a second, but
the sight sent a stab of pain through
the heart of the lonely spectator.
Cynthia Goes Out.
Softly, that she might not be
heard, she ran toward the rear of
the hall and up the back staircase.
She would not go to her own room,
for, to do this, she must cross the
broad hall and might be seen.
Instead, she turned sharply to the
right, and sought refuge in a room
that her uncle was in the habit of
using as his "den" and smoking
room. She would be safe here,
where only the family were in the
habit of penetrating.
The "den" was dimly lighted by
the glowing coals in the open grate.
There was a wide divan on one side
of the fireplace, and Cynthia went
(Straight to this, fox- a woman's in
stinct leads her to throw herself
down when she is overcome by
grief.
Burying her face in the couch
cushions, she hurst into sobs,
muffled but violent. It was the re
action from an evening of forced
and unnatural gaiety.
"May we not smoke in the draw
ing room to-night, my dear?" Mr.
Livingstone asked his wife as he
rejoined his guests. "This is not an
ordinary occasion, you know."
"Certainly you may," Mrs. Living
stone consented graciously. "Have
the cigars brought in."
"I got a new brand of cigars to
day that I want you fellows to
try," the host said. "They are not
like those we had in the dining
room. I left them upstairs. Milton
will get them for me. Milton."—
turning to Van Saun—"would you
mind going up to my den for them?"
"Certainly not," the young man
replied. "I'll be glad to get them."
"I don't care to have the servants
know just where I keep my best
smokes," Stephen Livingstone ex
plained smilingly. "And if .Milton is
to be the son of the house, he may
as well learn its ways."
"He knows them pretty well al
ready," Mrs. Livingstone remarked.
Milton Runs In
Meanwhile Dora's betrothed ran
upstairs and reached the door of the
den. Here he stopped abruptly,
halted by a sound from within. Was
that a woman's sob?
Only a second did he pause, then
he walked into the room. The fire
glow showed him the divan and the
black-robed figuro upon it. But the
figure was motionless now, nor did
any sound come from it.
Milton Van Saun seldom hesitated
when his emotions were stirred.
Walking straight to the divan, he
bent over the prostrate form.
"You poor little girl!" he ex
claimed softly. "Cynthia, dear, lam
so sorry for you! I know how
cruelly hard this evening has been j
I have thought of you all the time." j
The girl struggled to a sitting
posture. Even in the uncertain fire
light he could see the rich glow of
her auburn hair, the wide look in
the dark eyes lifted to his.
"You have thought of my sor
row?" she breathed increduously
"Why—l did not even know that
you knew of it."
"Knew of it. Why, are we not to
be friends? And as your friend
could I for a moment forget"—
"Milton!" Mr. Livingstone called.
"Can't you find them ? They're on
top of the book shelves on the left
hand side of the room."
"Yes, sir!" Van Saun called back.
"I've found them."
Then, with a swift movement, he
lifted one of Cynthia's hands to his
lips. ,
"Have your cry out,' he whispered.
"Only remember that a friend Is
thinking of you and sympathizing
with you.'
Before the girl could catch her
breath, he was gone.
(To be Continued)
Junior Red Cross Drive
Meets With Success
Lincoln's Birthday marked the
launching yesterday of a drive for
Junior Red Cross membership in
every school in the state. The cam
paign was opened in Harrisburg for
the enrollment of every pupil irc
every school of the state and will
continue until Washington's Birth
day.
The membership fee is 25 cents.
In many schools, however, entertain
ments will be held and with the pro
ceeds every student and pupil of the
school will be enrolled as a member.
State Superintendent N. C. Sheaf
fer, Governor Martin G. Brumbaugh,
President Woodrow Wilson, P. E.
Shambaugh, county superintendent,
and F. E. Downes, local superintend
ent of schools, have endorsed the
move.
NO HEADACHE OR
NEURALGIA PAIN
Get a 10 cent package of Dr.
James' Headache Powders
and don't suffer.
When your head aches you simply
must have relief ot you will go wild.
It's needless to suffer when you can
take a remedy like Dr. James' Head
ache Powders and relieve the pain
and neuralgia at once. Send someone
to the drug store now for a dime
package of Dr. James' Headache
Powders. Don't suffer. In a few
moments you will feel fine—head
ache gonr,— DO more neuralgia pain.
LIFE'S PROBLEMS
ARE DI
By MRS. WILSON WOODROW
I was sitting, in a restaurant tak
ing a solitary luncheon the other
day, having a beautiful time pour
ing over an enthralling book which
] had only beep able to read in
snatcheafl>l|gf ir, when an acquaint
ance camWtip, greeted me and sat
down opposite me.
"Isn't it too bad about poor
inary?" she began. "You know she
has just hau an operation." Here
she elaborated all the details. "And
Bertha," she sighed. "Don't you
feel dreadfully about her? Isn't it
one of the saddest things you ever
knew? And wasn't that tragic about
young Jones? But, my dear, just
let me tell you about all of the
things that have happened to me
lately."
She told them, emphasizing the
woe wherever it was possible. After
she had gone 1 looked at my be
guiling book and my untouched cot'-
lee and groaned. Then X summoned
the waiter.
"Please bring me another pot of
ccffee and a fresh cup." I wanted
to add: "That woman has poisoned
this one." But I feared that he
might misunderstand me and send
lor the police.
Yet it was quite true in one sense.
I simply could not drink the cof
fee into which my erstwhile com
panion had poured all that mental
wormwood.
This woman was prosperous, she
was healthy, it was in her power to
add much to the happiness of the
world. And yet she would probably
move about all day adding her
mite—mountain seems more appro
priate—to the general gloom fund.
To have discoursed as she had |
was not mere thoughtlessness or an!
exhibition of inherent morbidity; it j
was wretched taste. She did not;
know what might have happened in;
my life that very morning. I might I
have been sitting there outwardly I
calm, but inwardly consumed with j
anxiety about some one dear to me. |
I might have just received some dis-|
tressing news, or I might have been j
trying to pull myself together after i
some knockout blow of fate.
These possibilities did not enter:
her head. She was too much ab-!
sorbed in the unhealthy, the un-|
happy side of life to dream that;
other people were not or that she!
might be quickening in them a host )
of secret apprehension.
To do her justice, I do not believe |
that willingly she would have added j
to any one's burdens. Yet she went l
about imagining that she was being!
interesting and entertaining whet'
she was merely profoundly depress-j
ing. Still, great as were her sins
agajnst others, her sin against her-!
was greater. She was steadily]
subtracting from her own buoyancy
of nature, her own power to face
difficulty and disaster and react
quickly to the more cheerful view;
the happier outlook. She was bat
tering down her poise instead ofj
safeguarding it. She was making!
herself a minus instead of a plus
quantity.
I heard a man interested in mo-|
tion pictures discussing various I
phases of them the other day.
"A baby," he said, "is the unsur
passed comedian of the screen. The
moment he makes his appearance
every one in the audience is inter-
Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton
# In the illustration, this dress
is made of Wool shepherd's check
_i""" with trimming of pale green
%i: broadcloth. It makes one of the
prettiest possible combinations
•sg \ It and the frock is essentially a
Jjs KV useful and a satisfactory one.
Body and skirt portions are cut
' n one 80 t^iat ' s a ver y eas x
JfiflM!filiate! little dress to make, but the
iHa Wfif pockets, the arrangement of the
belt and the shaping of the collar
\ are details that give smartness
Afrand distinction. You can copy
V/lJßllßto/ dress in a washable material,
NhHul if you prefer, or in a serge with
perfect propriety. Plaid serge
I with trimming of plain button-
I holed around the edges with
I heavy worsted in a bright color
t° match one of those found in
the plaid, would make a smart
i I For the 12-year size will be
needed, yards of material 27
M | Y\\ inches wide, yards 36, 3%
yards 44, with %. yard 36 inches
ft wide for the trimming.
The pattern No. 9639 is cut
in sizes from Bto 14 years. It
will be mailed to any address by
the Fashion Department of this
8638 Girl's Dress, Bto 14 years. paper, on receipt of fifteen
Price 15 cent*. cents.
I ested in him. Whatever he does
I amuses and delights. If he cries,
I every woman present wants to rise
! up and comfort him; if he laughs,
i the entire audience laughs with
liim. He occupies the stage."
The reason is, that a baby is all
! plus. He is unconscious, unre
i strained, incarnate joy. And every
; one in his radius legls it and re
! sponds to it.
The whole world is just a big
audience. We want to be thrilled
| with the suspense of vital courage
I and big, splendid deeds. We want
| beauty, romance and adventure to
enchant us and lift us out Of our
selves. We want our hearts touched
and our emotions reached by the
pathos of life, its eternal passion,
eternal pain. And we want to
laugh. Oh, above all things, we j
want to laugh!
I have a letter this morning from'
a girl who writes me that she was
the happiest girl in the world until
about a year ago, when she had a
misunderstanding with the young
man to whom she had been en
gaged. Since then, she says, life
doesn't interest her any more.
"I am good-looking," she can
tinues, "clever, have a happy home,
&nd everything to live for; but noth
ing seems to cheer me up. I have
tried to forget, but it seemsr Impos
sible."
It is, of course, no consolation to
tell you, my dear girl, that this grief
is almost sure to be merely tempo
rary, that in a few years you will
have found ample solace, and be
looking back on this period of your
life with amazement.
But X do urge you to make a very
strong effort to stop subtracting
from your own sum of joy and in
stead determine to increase it in
every way.
Here you are, very young, pretty,
in pleasant circumstances. Aly dear,
you are dowered of the gods. The
world is yours, and the fulness
thereof.
"For you alone the sky is blue,
For you the rose is red."
Open your eyes and look at what
life offer? you. Opportunity to
make anything you want to your
self. What we really desire to be
we can be.
Tour heart may be very sore and
sad. But it is not broken, it will
mend.- And there is too much to do
in the world to-day for any one to
coddle a sick heart. Don't shut your
self up in the prison of your own sad
thoughts, but get out into the big,
living, suffering, but forever beauti
ful, forever glad world.
Do not be a blighted being. It
shows a lack of courage and a lark
of imagination. Life has been very
good to you; it is only fair that you
express your appreciation.
Resolve that you are not going i
to be any little Sally Waters sitting)
in the sun a-weeping and a-wailing!
lor a young man. Play your part, j
enact the role of the bright, charm
ing, pretty girl. "Bow to world's low j
fcotlights, and catch the wreath 1
that is hung. And if you do it 1
whole-heartedly, for the sake of I
your family and your friends and !
your own self-respect, you will find!
before you know it that you are not
acting at all, but just being your
own attractive self.
Never, never join the ranks of the
gloom-distillers. The world is full
enough of them.
Advice to the Lovelorn
Splendid Tdeals
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I have been close friends with
a girl from childhood, yet we are
i drifting apart. In my opinion the
, cause is dress and different views of
I the male sex.
We are both seventeen. Although
i I make as much as she does, if not
more, still I cannot afford to dress
, I stylishly, as I have to contribute all
. of my salary to the family budget.
■|She, on the other hand, uses almost
'all of her money for dress. I cannot
| adapt myself to her views of choos
ing friends among boys. S,he consid
ers it proper to go out with a boy to
j whom she has been introduced at a
i dance, party or a concert. I wouldn't
think of going out with a boy or a
; man whom I didn't know personally.
This also causes us to drift apart, as
she goes out several times during the
j week and I perhaps once in a few
J months for the above mentioned rea-
I son. This makes me very lonely
j sometimes and then I begin to doubt
! my views.
LUCY B.
I think you are drifting apart be-
I cause you have ideals and visions
and- ambition for the future while
I your girl friend is a "grasshopper"
! living only for to-day. I am sure that
in j'our neat little serge dress and
simple hat you look the refined little
ASTRICH'S
308 MARKET STREET
These pleasant days bring to mind the thought of Spring
that surely cannot be far off With this
y/T thought conies the desire to know and to
SS See w^at f as hion has decreed for the com.
Wk p ing spring season. With this in mind we
1 AT M your attent * on to our beautiful col
desirable materials Very moder-
Mm |Jf|l NEW and STYLISH DRESSES
* mSEREp in rc P e (le Chine, Taffeta and Crepe Me
\ j) teor, in misses' and ladies' sizes and styles
irtJIKR \ every desired and wanted color —in
' 181 , Quaker Gray, Drab, Sammy, Belgian,
j t J Foulard, Peacock Blue, Beige, Navy and
■HP j Black. Every dress finely made All
diir j j marked at prices that will surprise you.
Mf VJ $15.00, $19.50, $22.50
x $25 00 and $ 29.50
SERGE AND JERSEY DRESSES Gf
FOR SERVICE WEAR
Dresses that certainly just fill in the between
season gap, tailored and semi-fancy models are
shown in Navy, Black, Tan. All fine quality serges sjjm
—all new styles—every dress moderately priced. flHIj
NEW SKIRTS JUST ARRIVED V|B|l
These beautiful skirts just arrived and are
unpacked and will be shown for the first time
today in Velour Plaid, Checks, Fancy Silks,
etc., in all exclusive models. We invite your
critical inspection of these models. . t &
business woman and win far more
respect and admiration than your
friend does. Sensible people cannot
help criticizing the business woman
who indulges in foolish and elabo
rate costumes all the time and shows
plainly that she is selfishly and idly
spending all her time and thought on
herself and her clothes.
I think you are a splendid, sen
sible girl who isn't so foolishly in
tent on a good time that she will go
dashing about with every man she
meets. If more 17-year-olds had
your common sense and dignity a
great many of our city tragedies
would be avoided.
You will do your work better for
not going out night after night and
spending your youth and health for
a moment's excitement without any
real return. Perhaps you can help
your little friend a bit just by ex
ample. If you can't, don't let her
change you. Your way of leading
Cured His RUPTURE
I was badly ruptured while lifting
a trunk several years ago. Doctors
aald iny only hope of cure was an
operation. Trusses did me no good.
Finally I got hold of something that
quickly and completely cured me.
Years have passed and the rupture
has never returned, although I am
doing hard work as a carpenter.
There was no operation, no lost time,
•no trouble. I have nothing to sell,
but will give full Information about
how you may And a complete cure
without operation, if you write to me.
Eugene M. Pullen, Carpenter. 351 D
Marcellus Avenue. Manasquan, N. J.
Better cut out this notice and show it
to any others who are ruptured—you
may save a life or at least stop the
misery of rupture and the worry and
danger of an operation.
your life will bring you to your goal'
business success, worthwhile
friends, a happy marriage. Don't
doubt your views, they are sound,
sane and admirable.
No Trouble to Keep
Skin Free From Hairs
(The Modern Beauty)
There is no need for any woman to \
countenance superfluous hairs, be
cause with a paste made by mixing
some powdered delatone with water
it is easy to get rid of them. The
paste is applied for 2 to 3 minutes,
then rnbbed oft and the skin washed.
This treatment will rid the skin of j
hair without leaving a blemish, but ]
care should be taken to see that you
get real delatone. j
EDPCATIONAIJ
' \
School of Commerce
BUSINESS COLLEGE
Troup Hulldlng, 15 S. Market Sa.
Bell pbone 455; Dial 43U3
HARRISBURG
Bookkeeping, Shorthand, Steno
type. Typewriting, Civil Service.
OUII OPKEH— Right Training
by Specialist* and High Grade
Positions. You take a Business
Course but once. The Heat la
what you want. Day and Night
School. Enter any Monday. (
A Fully Accredited College
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