Re<\dh>^ <M>d <DL ihe RMVJKJ Life y s Problems Are Discussed Bjr Mrm. WDaon Wsodron A few days ago I published a lat ter I had received, so vital In lta ap peal. BO poignant in its pathos that rather than sacrifice any portion of it to the necessary limitations of space, I chose to defer my own com fluents upon it to a later issue. The man who has written this let ter has asked this eternal question, that question sotibed throughout the ages: Does death end all? He was a wanderer by inclination and Instinct, he says. As a mere boy he ran away from home and school and became a hobo. For years ho roamed the country, never content to have his shadow fall twice in the same town. Then in his vagrant career he en countered a gently-bred girl who shamed him with the futility of his existence and counselled him to worthier ways. He sought to shake oft the impression made by her words; but In spite of himself her in fluence persisted. It turned his foot steps toward his old home and put him to work. He took up a trade and made good. Two years later, through a chance coincidence, he met the girl again. Under the circumstances a ro mance was inevitable. Against the opposition of her people, he married her and. spurred by her love and be lief in him, proved that she had mac|e no mistake in choosing him. Out of their hearts they built a home. Two children came to them. They were divinely happy. Together they laid their plans for the future. Separation had no part in that program; they would work and love and live out their lives to gether, do the best they could to give Insists That Frail, Nervous Women Can Speedily Become Strong and Vigorous A Vigorous Healthy Body, Sparkling Eyes and Health- Colored Cheeks Come in Two Weeks, Says Discoverer oi Bio-feren. World'# Grandest Health Builder Costs Nothing Unless It Gives to W omen the Buoyant Health They Long for. 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But the parting came far sooner than they expected. The young wife fell ill. Everything possible was done for her. The anxious husband de voted himself to her care. But in side of five weeks she was gone. She turned her face up to him, whispered that she loved him, smiled and fell asleep. That was two years ago, he writes, but the hurt has never grown less. She was the only girl he ever had, the only one he ever will have. He is restless and unsettled, like a ship without sails or rudder which has broken away from its moorings. The children are the only thing that has served to anchor him; he has done his best for them, but wealthy people ara anxious to take them and give them every advantage, and he is not really sure but that he is standing in their light He wavers between a dozen im pulses; sometimes the suggestion comes that he go back to the road again, or to sea, or into the thick of the fighting. Again he is a prey to morbid questionings. May it not be that his wife's faint smile at their parting meant that he should keep the promise they exchanged and seek to follow her? Does his little "pal," as he used to call her, still live? That is what he asks. If so, where is she? How can he reach her? What is he to do with the lonely years that stretch be fore him? What would she wish him to do? Was there a subtle meaning in that farewell smile she gave? Where and how can he find the an swer? The answer? Does it not lie in himself and in the world around him? This is a universe of law; things once started are not left un finished, nor do they happen by chance or accident. Was it by chance that his little "pal" cam into his life? She was the steadying and in spiring influence which he needed just at that moment, and for which he was perhaps unconsciously seeking. And he gave In return some element of strength or tenderness or under standing which she required Just as much. Their association was no hap hazard coincidence, but a part of the great orderly scheme of things, a working out of the processes of des tiny. And those processes can no more be interfered with or set aside than can the progress of the con stellations or any other of the eternal laws. Somewhere, somewhen, somehow those two souls so Inextricably Joined must meet again. As he is seeking her, so no doubt is she seek ing him. But it Is idle to try and force the meeting—as idle as to at tempt to retard or accelerate the turning of the tides. His old reckless "Wanderlust rises in him and impels him to go quest ing into the unknown in search of her. But if her gentle spirit could speak to him, I am sure she would tell him now to follow the sane and prosaic path, to rear their children— no stranger, however well-intention ed, can fill a father's place—and to play the game as it lies, Just as she urged him long ago to quit his vaga bond life and go back to work. "Play the game!" Tha. is the way I Interpret her farewell smile, if I read her character aright. And she is trusting him to do it. Perhaps she is trying to tell him so; and his un settled yearnings and questionings are the result of her misapprehended message, as a telephone buzzes and clicks unintelligibly when the con nection is faulty. Also. If communi cation is ever established with those we call dead—which now seems "very probable—may it not be that two such closely attuned souls as these will be the first to form the medium? His little "pal's" mission upon this plane of existence is finished. He has still work to do else he would not be here. He cannot hope to evade or escape It. He will come back until the demands of destiny are sat isfied. But upon some higher plane she Is awaiting him, and their ulti mate reunion is as certain as the law of seedtime and harvest—a reunion for which the happiness they knew here was only a foretaste and a prophecy. " When a Girl By ANN LISLE A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problems of a Girl Wife (Continued) My hustoand likes three pieces of sugar in his coffee very rare roast beef and long hikes befor breakfast. Oh, that isn't' what I want to write at all! I'm not even thinking about it exceipt with the very outermost little gray cell of my brain. But every tiny piece of knowledge X get about my wonderful boy seems Impor tant because it brings me closer to him. We have started out with noth'ng to help us on our voyage across un known seas except love—wonderful, glowing love. And I must keep it glowing. Somehow I feel that when love's beacon light goes out it is be cause the woman has failed to keep it burning. I won't fail—God helping me—Jim! I shall still have our Joy of each other even when we'e old and all the pulsing sweetness of to-day is only a memory. I wonder if all honeymoon times are so fragarant and as loving as mine is. I think I knew I belonged to Jim the very day I saw him first, but I never dreamed how completely I was his—his to make happy or sad. his to make thrill f.id tremble—until to-day —to-day, when the first tiny fear is creeping into my heart. It is a very tiny fear and it isn't outside anywhere in the world —Just in my foolish brain. I won't let it grow there. Happiness like ours can last—it need not, it shall not, s?>end itself and end as the cynics say. Tender and Considerate My boy is tender and considerate— [ everything I ever dreamed a man could be. Gentle and strong ajt once —the sort of husband who says "May I?" to his wife, while she says to her soul "He will." Anne Harrison is onlv half an hour from New York, but she is half a world away from Barbara Lee and Haldane's Magazine! We decided against a honeymoon trip tl Niagara Falls or Washington, so Jim hired a little car and we motored down to the quaint, old-fashioned inn on Long Island. We take our little "fairy wagon" and hunt out grass-paved byways be tween the hedges of green and white, or narrow, little lanes along gentle lakes and bays where every ripple beckons us to come and to find out the secret of its quiet happiness. And sometimes my chauffeur drives for awhile with one hand and holds me close and kisses me. I never say, "Home, James!" when he does this for home Is where my James is Four days of dreams come true— I've had these and nothing can ever take them away from me. A quaint little chamber with white woodwork and narrow, dull mahogany four-ipost er beds; and little chintz covers sprinkled -with blue birds and chaf finches in an old-fashioned garden; and candles to light us to sleep when the electricity goes off at twelve. It has bbeen perfect—four days right out of the blue heaven! Jim's arm about me—Jim holding me close—the Daily Dot Puzzle I / ( zb \ • Z5 \ rJ 2& 27 ] 2 * 24 .25 I SO 0 .22 -/ 3J * .21 •2o \ M • . (9 \ ..B / 17 y A '• ? 5 V , -' 4 •• ~ as* •• • ■ 4o • 8 4i • *" t* f (! '•" 4 •• • . • 46 4® 88 ! + ' 7 ' Halth the little Bumble Bee, "What la this that's after me?" Draw from one to two and so on to the end.; • t TELEGRAPH world shut out. Why can't it always stay this way? Are men restless? Do they tire of what is too surely, theirs? To-night Insisted that any proper ly indulgent bridegroom ought to give his little sweetheart-dear one glimpse of giddy society. So he would take me to the wonderful upstairs dining room. Wish we had'nt gone—l wish almost we had never even come to this lovely little manor-house. X was so happy this afternoon—l wonder if I was too happy? We had a little corner table and my boy ordered such a Just light din ner. Canteloupe and chicken en cas serole with fresh garden vegetables and hearts of lettuce with Russian dressing, and strawberry shortcake. I was haippy right straight through the chicken and peas and carrots and beans—happy right up to the lettuce hearts. Suddenly two women came to a nearby table—one was a shadowy lit tle creature I could hardly pick out from her background. The other was a tall, stally woman In a loose coat of jade green. She flung it back across her chair, and her dress was of sil very satin, but the little hat set on her shinning black hair was Jade green. She was the most stunning self-rpossessed woman I have ever seen. In a resturant where she was the only woman without a masculine es cort she received more respectful at tention from waiters and captains than some of the women whose es corts looked like the solid structures in Wall street, of which they prob ably owned a part. It seemed to me that Jim studied her rathtr anxious ly. Just at the strawberry shortcake stage Jim exclaimed: Who Can She Bef "Well, who'd know her in that get up? But I'll wager it's Betty Bryce!" "Do you want to go over and speak to her, dear? I asked trying not to feel that the question was moment ous. "No, if she wanted me she'd send for me. And we're sure to meet again. I never like to Intrude on Betty—unless I feel she wants me." "Who is she, Jim?" Her beauty her self-possession, Jim's awe set my heart to thudding strangely. It seemed to me vital that I should know who this beautiful wo man was. I heard my voice rise on an eager note as I questioned my husband. "Careful, dear—they're rather close. I wouldn't want to have her hear me discussing her." I felt rebuffed—and more curious Vian ever. I couldn't finish the rest of my wonderful shortcake. I could n't keep myself from turning to look at the beautiful woman whose little shadowy companion seemed to be lay ing me malignantly. Out in the fra grant quiet paths between the hedges l perhaps I can steel my- heart against Its terrified questionings— I shall be alone with my boy. I wonder if be ing alone with me would always sat isfy Jim—or would he get restless? Will Jim ever want women like Bet ty Bryce in his life again? Oh. I want to be happy and at peace —I want to stop thinking about that beautiful woman in the jade-green coat. Oh, I've been married only four days and yet am I suspicious and jeal ous already? But I feel as If I could never rest until I have an answer to the question: "Who is Betty Bryce?" Oh, Anne Harrison, Anne Harris son, how ashamed Barbara Lee would be of you? (To Be Continued) DAILY SHOT AT KAISER . FOR HOME FOOD SAVERS NATIONAL WAR GARDEN COMMISSION Simple device for straining fruit juices for jelly making, suggested by the National War Garden Commis sion of Washington, which will send any reader of this paper a free can ning book for a two-cent stamp to pay poatage. Little Talks by Beatrice Fairfax A young girl, about to be married, has written a letter asking, "What type of woman holds her husband's affection longest?" And while the question is enough to make a Balzac or a Havelock Ellis gasp at its magnitude, I am going to attempt a few generalities on the subject. In the first place, there are no cut and dried rules about marriage, as there are in regard to arithmetic and spelling—and even those, if you re member, have a good many excep tions. It will depend largely on the type of man you are marrying, and if he fell in love with you because your tastes are similar, or because they are different. Though from the tone of your letter, I Imagine you and your fiance share many excellent tastes in common, books and music you have mentioned. Some men want a companion with whom they can share convictions, interests and hobbies. Others are immensely attracted by their "op posites." As witness the dry-as-dust professor in the woman's college is frequently a victim of the chief but terfly in his class. And there is, of course, the erudite type of man who flees from a bril liant woman and frankly enjoys a sil ly one. Such a man does not want companionship, but utter relaxation in the woman of his choice. It would, perhaps, be a little unkind to say he was not seeking a wife, but a "bromide." The man who is attracted to a hu man sedative is invariably an egotist. He is utterly self-sufficient, and feels himself endowed with gifts, talents, and opinions sufficient for both. His theory works out beautifully unless, as sometimes happens, his wife de velops a mind of her own. Because your genuine egotist re gards any reflection of mind, about his promises, as an effront. He wants to play Hamlet, and he likes the whole stage and spotlight to him self, and if his wife is going to play anything at all, he would prefer that she "play dead." Ambitious girls with dreams of cul tivating their own talents, will do well to avoid the gifted egotist, un less they are satisfied to shine wholly by reflected glory. To hold the affection of one's life partner Is largely a question of temperament and personality—and the pairing of two people who are good "mixers." Certain temperaments are as antagonistic as oil and water, and it seems superfluous to say such people ought not to marry. Yet couples whose Individual dif ferences must have toeen Incompatible even during courtship have the hard ihood to try the experiment for all time. What gives them the courage to embark on such an adventure? Did they imagine, in spite of all the warn ings of rasped nerves, disagreements, difference? of opinion, that the read ing of the marriage service would bring about a miracle? The miracle seldom follows, and the differences that before marriage were a source of irritation after wards become like pressure on a bruise. The first essential of a suc cessful marriage, it would seem, is a certain harmony of character. And there should be a complete absence of temperamental antagonism. A man who enjoys home and wants to stay there after his day's work, would And himself married to a wo man who regards home, apparently, as the very last resource. She would be away the greater part of the day, provide delicatessen or canned food and insist on going out to a "movie" or some place else everey evening. The children, if there were any, ran the streets. Or a woman would save to the last penny to make the home attrac tive, only to find that her husband had no interest in it. He would prove to be what my friend calls "the ragtime type." Anything for excitement, noise, to keep going— anything but a quiet moment. Marriage between people of such opposite tastes is doomed from the beginning. You cannot turn a wild cat into a comfortably purring do mestic animal. Yet the domestic variety be on the alert for wild, prowling symptoms before marriage, just as the prowlers shoiild be equally wary of the basking, hearth-rug species. The wild and the tame make poor yokemates. Granting the people have domestic tastes not uttiy opposed, there is now the colossal question of food to be considered. Food has oiled the rebellious domestic machinery more often than any other element. But, a|as, how few girls really know anything about practical house keeping. The domestic science classed In our schools are Inadequate to teach practical family catering. Susie is taught how to make mayonnaise, gingerbread, and she looks on while meat is roasted; but is she taught how to get highly appetizing and economical dishes out of the cheap cuts of meat, the way the French and Italian women do? Does she know how to market and keep cash accounts? No, why should s'he, isn't the delicatessen shop right around the corner? Newspaper readers of several years ago doubtless recall the handsome prize offered by a certain New York daily for the best receipt for keep ing a husband's affection. Tons of letters were received, some of them consumed quires of paper in their answers, but the woman who got the prize merely wrote on a post card: "Feed the brute." Another woman who has success fully kept her husband's affections for over twenty yeai- assures me: "She keeps him guessing." By this I do not mean that she holds pos sible rivals over his head, but while being a most devoted wife and mother, she lets the family under stand that she has numerous absorb ing interests outside. "You see," she says, "If I were only the family doormat, they wouldn't appreciate me." Another woman equally success fully says: "Always make a man believe he is having his own way. I- always have mine, but ) never outwardly oppose John." Still another says: "I mother mine, the rest of the world regards him as a brilliant lawyer, but I know him to be Just a nice, big baby." So it would seem there is no cut and-dried rule for keeping the n\ale bird contented in his cage; the plan that works with one, fails with an other. The best one can advise is to select a partner that is not tem peramentally antagonistic, keep the cage in order, and the best of all solvents is—little birds in the nest. Pastor Home From Vacation Will Preach Tomorrow Lowisbcrry, Pa., Aug. 3.—The Rev. L. L. Owens will return this week from a three weeks' vacation with relatives at State College, and will deliver a sermon to-morrow morning at 10.30, in the Methodist Episcopal Church. The Senior Epworth League will have charge of the service in the evening.—Mark H. Schlichter and Miss Evelyn Harlacker, are spending several weeks at Ocean City, N. J. They are guests of the Rev. and Mrs. W. A. Cobb, of Cam den, N. J.—Martha "Wise, of New berrytown, was a guest of Miss Nora Bonner.—Walter M. Ketfr, son of Mr. and Mrs. Clinton Reiff, is now stationed at Camp Lee, Petersburg, Va. —Mr. and Mrs. Mervin Stone sifer and three daughters, of Steel ton, who were guests of the former's parents, have returned to their home after a week-end visit.—Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Zorger returned Sun day, to their home at Harrisburg, after visiting Mrs. Ella M. Sutton. — Lorena Kilmore, of Mecrfanicsburg. was a guest of her grandmother, Mrs. Annie Laird.—Mrs. E. A. Pen nington and brother, Frank E. Foster, spent a day at Harrisburg.— Mrs. Karns and daughters, of Phila delphia, will arrive this week and spend the month with Mr. and Mrs. |J. F. Sutton.—James Spangler and sisters, the Misses Louise and Mll | dred Spangler, are visiting their grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Shirey at Jersey Shore.—Miss Anna Sutton is visiting her uncle and aunt, Mr. and Mrs. Chester Lefever, of Lis burn. —Laurabel Armstrong, of Har risburg, is spending two weeks with her grandmother, Mrs. Laura Kline. —Frank P. Straley, who is working at Marsh Run, was hit on the back of his head with a board, making a gash an inch and a half long.— Mrs. Chester C. Byler and daughter, Sara Ellen, returned to their home at Harrisburg, after spending sev eral weeks with relatives at the Foster home. —Mr. and Mrs. Edward Hammond, of Washington, came here by automobile on Saturday, spending several days with relatives. They were accompanied by Mr. Hammond's sister, Mrs. W. S. Nor tenhelm and daughter, Caroline, of Philadelphia, who are guests of W. Scott Hammond.—Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Cassel and daughter, of near Newberrytown. were Sunday guests i of their grandmother, Mrs. Margaret Trast Yov Complexion To Cutkura Soap If signs of pimples, redness or roughness appear touch them with Cuticura Ointment before bathing with Soap. Nothing purer, sweeter or more speedily effective to clear the complexion and keep it clear. .JUSUI Tt - * AddraM J"' s?* " A " Sold wrywh.™ Sop SO. Ointment 26 and tOo. Talonm ®o. AUGUST 3, f9lB, Nebinger.—William H. Erney, New Cumberland, was a Sunday guest of his brother, Harvey Erney. Saturday Is "Strawberry" Day in Great Britain London.— Saturday has been design ed as "strawberry" day in Great Brit ain. Since the Government comman deered the fresh fruit crop for jam purposes for the soldiers Saturday is the only day in the week when the public may buy strawberries. The berries retil at eighteen cents a pound ahd are in great demand. Be fore the strawberries were comman deered by the Government the price was about thirty-six cents a pound. With the "strawberry" Saturday also came the "strawberry queue." Many housekeepers bought five and six pounds, if the storekeepers would allow them that many, and endeav ored to get more for Jam making. Nearly all cream from the English dairies goes to the cheese factories, so strawberries and cream even on "strawberry" Saturday is but a mem ory in all parts of the country. Where Can I Find Relief From Itching, Terrifying Eczema? This Question Is Ever on the Lips of the Afflicted. Eczema, Tetter, Erysipelas, and other terrifying conditions of the skin, are deep-seated blood diseases, and applications of salves, lotions and washes can only afford tempo rary relief, without reaching the real seat of the trouble. But just because local treatment has done you no good, there is no reason to despair. You simply have not sought the proper treatment, that is within your reach. 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SIXTEENTH AND ELM STREETS FEETWOULDSWELL " Kidneys and Stom ach Were Out of Order," says Mrs. S. Green, 251 South ElevJ enth street, Harrisburg. "My stom ach was bad, after meals would bloat and have pain, was nervous, had rheumatism, and pain In back and limbs. "My feet would burn and swell, could not sleep at night, my head and throat were clogged ip, in the morning I would feel stiff and sore. Sanpan changed all that and I am a well woman once more. Sanpan is being introduced at Keller's Drug Store, 405 Market street, Harrisburs. —Adv. how terrifying the irritation, no matter how unbearable the itching and burning of the skin. S. S. S. will promptly reach the seat of the trouble and forever rout from the blood every trace of the disease, just as it has for others who hav suffered as you have. This granq blood remedy has been used for more than fifty years, and you have only to give it a fair trial to be re stored to perfect health. 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