lm RcadiftjJ<md all ike farhiKj " When a Girl " By ANN LISLE A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problems of a Girl Wife By ANN LISLE CHAPTER CCXLIV copyright, 1919, King Features Syn dicate, Inc. One demonstration of the little mo tor car was sufficient to make Jim and me decide to buy it. We were promised delivery in a month. Next we went over to arrange for me to take a daily lesson in driving. Then I began to realize that the Barbara Anne Lee who had once worked hard for enough to support her in boarding houses and ready made blue serges had passed out of existence. In her place was Anne Harrison, who bought her clothes at Wlckhams, had two servants and drove her own car. I enjoyed being the Harrison lady who had luxury and love. When we got home from making our purchase and celebrating it by a dinner in keeping with our gay extravagance, we found Neal wait ing toy us: "Evvy's sick," he began without preamble. "I can't figure out what to do. I've been waiting here for an hour or so. She won t see a doc tor." "Then she's probably not very sick " I replied wondering guiltily if I should have thought of Evvy during my happy evening with Jim. "I can't figure out what to do." repeated Neal looking pleadingly at Jim. "Evvy's the head of her house. When she says she doesn't want a doctor, her folks give right in. Do you think I ought to ring up Dr. Kellogg and risk her slamming the door in his face?" "I wonder" began Jim turning to look at me with a flash in his eyes that communicated itself to me. Was Evvy shamming sick to get out of having Val Cosby pour at her tea?" We understood each other, but neither of us said a word of our SUPERFLUOUS HAIR WHY IT INCREASES Hair growth la stimulated and Its frequent remtvr.l Is necessary when merely removed from the surface of the akin. The only logi cal and practical way to remove hair Is to attack It nnder the skin. DeMlracle, the original sanitary liquid, doer this by absorption. 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She was so ill that the timorous mother sent for a doctor in spite of all Evvy could say or do, and within a few hours a trained nurse was established at Evvy's bedside and rumors of in fluenza came to us. For a week Evvy saw no one. Night after night Neal came to dinner with us, and sat staring at his plate of untasted food. I be gan to wonder if he cared —or if, like me, he was fighting cruel and inhuman thoughts of how perhaps now, our problems were going to be solved in the higher court. I forced myself to pray over and over again that Evvy would get well, because I knew in my heart of hearts that I was having a hard time to want her to. On the da yafter the date set for the reception, which bad worried, me so. Evvy sent for me. She lay in bed looking haggard and hard, and 1 found my heart going out to her in pity. Her first words, how ever, hauled me up short. "Well, I didn't have Cosby pour at my tea, did I?" she asked fever ishly. "I thought I'd have to give in to Jimmie. He's always been able to twist me around his little finger and get me to do what he wanted. Perhaps even when I jilted him. But this time Fate in terfered in my behalf. Looks like an omen as if I wefe going to get the upper hand of our Jimmie now." She smiled lazily, fixing her blue eyes on me with an expression that puzzled me. I wondered if she were feverish, or if there really was pas sion and hate and an ugly desire for revenge in the air. "You're a very Jealous woman, aren't you, Anne?" Evvy went on brushing aside my attempts to say a few words of sympathy. "I can remember when you were afraid that Jimmie's old fondness for me survived. But we can both see that he is mofe fascinated by Val Cosby than by either of us now. And as I'm going to be your sister-in-law and to find complete happiness in the arms of your ardent young brother, you know you need never be Jealous of me again but that you can count on me to help you fight Val." "Evvy!" I cried embarrassed and annoyed by every word she said about herself, but finding myself untouched by her awkward attempts Bringing Up Father - ~ t *~ Copyright, 1918, International News Service - By McManus I THAT'S VOUPE. NOT COIN 4 OOT TOhiHT I 111 I I WILL. I *TAT IN ? I II NOV Hltjb 6MITHXOO MOVT jo DAU4HTE(% - PRETTY • SMIVH ANO HER .. J | WELL-1 SHOULD f\ &E. A COOD LITTLE. <IRL AND , T 1 TOLILL g>E A tine to make me distrust Jim. "I ni afraid you're feverish —or will be if you go on like this. I'll call the nurse or your mother." Evvy laughed. There was malice and scorn in her lpugh, but when she spoke, her husky voice seemed almost to caress me. "Don't worry about me • sister, dear, I got a wonderful rest here in bed. You know I've decided it's silly to wait till Winter to be mar ried. I think we'll go out and open Mason Towers for the summer as soon as I'm a bit stronger, say in about three weeks, and right after that we'll be married. It's cruel to keep Neal waiting. Yes, I'll let the dear, impatient boy have his way and to-night I'll tell him we'll set the day for a month from to-mor row" Evvy's eves opened wide with tne old look of wistful innqcence. But there was a malicious twist to her mouth as she went on: "Why don't you say how delighted you are, Anne?" "Father Andrew can't come on during the summer," I began, but at sight of Evvy's face I shifted to: "Anything that makes Neal happy" , ... , "Neal, Neal! Why don t you think about his making me happy? wh >[ don't you wonder whether he is?" demanded Evvy, sitting up in bed and seizing my hand in hers as if there were something more she wanted to say. "I hope he does —and is," I re turned formally, never less at ease. "I've Just told you what a won derful lover he Is. To be Neal s wife, your sister and Jim's is al most too much for any one woman. I often wonder what I've done to deserve ib But now that I have this splendid opportunity I'm glad I was spared to make the most of It,-aren't you, Anne?" There was a threat in Evvy's tone. I felt suddenly that my own happiness, as well as Phoebe's and Neal's was at stake, but I couldn't guess from where the attack, was coming. I didn't know how to meet it. To be continued. LITTLE TALKS BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX The war will make ten million women among the Allied nations celibates, according to the calcula tions of statisticians. And while sta tistics are always being attacked on the grounds of their unreliability, they may at least be regarded as straws showing which way the wind blows. Perhaps ten million may bo an extreme figure, but there is no de nying that the hopes of millions of girls, as far as the big experiences of life—love and motherhood —are concerned, lie buried in No-Man's Land. Sheer overbalance of numbers must cause millions of women to reverse their normal impulses toward home-making and mother hood, and turn their energies in the direction of the industrial or pro fessional world. The war, about w-hich they were not consulted, has completely changed their position in the scheme of things; in the United States alone, approximately twelve million women work for their living. And the Bureau of Labor hus urged them to keep their jobs, proving beyond the powers of rhetoric that they, have made good. In the next Presidential election 12,500,000 women, representing twenty-seven states, will be en titled to cast their votes for Presi dent, while the influence of women in the party conventions may well be the determining factor in the choice of party candidates. Yet in the face of the figures we have earnest anti-suffrage ladies and gentlemen frantically playing cards and drinking tea for the bene fit of "The Association Opposed to Woman Suffrage." Alack and alas! Think of the waste of energy, not to mention the waste of tea! For tidal wave after tidal wave of the cup that cheers and mountain range after mountain range of cards can not prevail against the influence of women in the next election, or in the world for that matter. And speaking of anti-suffrage so coietis brings to. mind other "lost cause" associations. In England there still exists "The. White Rose League," the object of which is to restore the Stuart dynasty in Eng land. And up to the beginning of the war at least members of the league were in the habit of heaping white roses at the base of the Charles I. statue near Whitehall. In Republican France to-day there are several Royalists' societies, one of which supports the Bonaparte claims, the other the Bourbon and a third those of the Duke of Orleans. Professional "Weak Women" So we may expect quite a bit of tea drinking and card playing on the part of professional "weak women," who, declining to do their DAILY HINT ON j FASHIONS / I A SMART COSTUME FOR THE GROWING GIRL 2845 —This makes a pretty suit for linen, taffeta', shantung, gabardine or serge. The waist could be of matched satin, or of organdie. The design Is also nice for gingham. The patterns is cut In three sizes: 12, 14 and 16 years. Sue 14 requires five yards of 44-lnch material. A pattern of this illustration mailed to any address on receipt of 10 cents in silver or stamps. Telegraph Patteni Department For the 10 cents Inclosed p'easo send pattern to the following address: Size Pattern No Name • Address City and State own thinking, object to other women exercising that right. But there is no woman earning her own living who can afford to let some one else think for her these days. She owes it to herself to know all about what is known as "the woman question." It has to do with her pay envelope, her hours of work, her holidays and the sanitary condition under which her work is done. Such important questions as the mimimum wage, child labor, the increased cost of living, old age pensions and teachers' inadequate salaries, are directly concerned with votes for women. There is absolutely no excuse for any self-supporting woman being uninformed on these subjects, if she does not marry, and it is highly probable considering the over balance of the sexes due to war that she may not marry—her whole future happiness, peace and pros perity are bound up in the woman question. This is certainly no time to farm out your thinking. All the anti-suffragists I have known have been rich women ladies enjoying ease as the result Daily Dot Puzzle I ) I i IO • M 12 e 13 2 I "4 • •r < ■ 7 15 •J *l7 • • ib •* *o * 3 . b ? 4 34 24. 35 * *5 . 'Zb 33 29 31 Draw from one to two and so on to the end. Better Than Mother Made "Dinner will be ready in about live minutes now," said Mrs. Higby, as she went over to where her husband was reading. He looked up with a smile. "Do you remember," he teased, "when we were first married —how you used to fuss about dinner, and get so tired that you were done out for the rest of the even ing?" "Do I?" replied his wife emphatic ally. It was dessert that did it, too. The many weary hours I've put in try ing to make cornstarch pudding be cause I knew it was your favorite des sert—well!" "Thank goodness," they both chanted solemnly, "for Puddlne." "We're going to have it tonight for dessert, too—l've made the most lus cioua chocolate blanc mange with Pud dine," said Mrs. Higby. "Fine!" replied her husband en thusiastically—"lot's eat." Later as Mr. Higby was eating his dessert—and enjoying it Immensely— Mrs. Higby Bnid: "We have Mrs. Doran to thank for this. I'll never forget the afternoon she stopped over when I had just finished a cornstarch pudding that was lumpy, und thin, and just generally Impossible. " 'Don't you use Puddlne?" she asked. 'lt's the very dessert you should know about. It always turns out right. Alt you bu.e to do is Just to add milk, either fresh or condensed, and sugar, and boll three minutes.' " "1 was very skeptical. 'And have it turn out like this cornstarch pud ding?" I said. ■ Nothing of the kind,' she retorted indignantly. 'You pour it Into a mold und when it is cool, you have a firm, miooth mound hf the most delicious •s, rt you ever tasted—chocolate, rose ■nilla. orange, lemon—any flavor you like ' " "I remember the first time you had It," wild Mr. Higby. "The reason '-nu like It so well." re plied his wife, "is because you can eat as much of It as you want to." "Perhaps you're right." he replied but when it comes to the pie and cake fillings and lor T"im to sav nothing of desserts that s'ou make w'th Puddlne —well the th'ngs that met.ier used to make have nothing on yours!" Mrs. Higby smiled contentedly. "And to tVnV." she said. "that Pudd ! ns 'a so Inexpensive. I've served lit gen erous he'plng* w'th one 15e hox of Pud -I'- " * When you order your groceries to day, Include ruddlne.—Adv. of some one else's labor. I have heard of such anomalies as self supporting women who are anti suffragists, ' but I am free to con fess I have never met one. I have known wage earners to plead igno rance of "the cause," or, in a few instances, to claim they were not vitally interested, but I have never known, personally, any working woman actually opposed to suffrage. Sonic Slaves Were Opposed to And if some of them do happen to be opposed to suffrage it would not mean any lViorc than did the petition of ten thousand negro slaves signed during the Civil War and pleading that freedom he with held from them. Or the petition of East Indian women to the British Government begging that Suttee be not abolished. The war with the consequent sweeping changes it has made in the position of women, forces every conscientious woman to think seri ouslv of her position in the world to-day, and any woman too indo lent to think these days is a dis tinct menace to the country. Re sponsibilities are piling up at her door, responsibilities that she can no longer shift to some one else s shoulders. And if the war has really taken some of the poor, spineless pur poseless, ambitionless female mol luscs and shaken them into a semb lance of energetic, efficient woman hood it will have done omething, at least, to atone for its world-wide suf fering. One of the most vital questions to be considered is that of child labor, the tainted money we acquire through exploiting these little ones will be trebly expended later in fos tering the wreck of them to survive in insane asylums, homes for the feeble-minded and tubercular. And what about the absurd salaries we have been paying teachers? We entrust the care of future citizens Tallow Dips Once Lighted Our Best Homes Electricity was then only known by the flash of lightning; gas was un harnessed and candles a luxury for But what would you think of a woman who would use a tallow dip to light her home in these times ? In those days women baked their own bread because there were no scientific bakers to bake for them better bread than their own. The woman who bakes today is still in the tallow-dip age Those baking hours can better be spent with the children, in reading, in outdoor work that adds efficiency to other duties. Baking saves neither a minute nor a penny. The modern woman buys A^ GUNZENHAUSER'S P AMERICAN-MAID , BREAD the daintiest, the most wholesome and the most appetizing loaf you ever W J ]k saw a perfect food that makes the if;, W, children grow a favorite with every O J member of the family. f to these women demand much of them in the way of culture and then deny them living wage." What about the Increased cost of j living, and the vanishing power of i the once almighty dollar? What I about food lost by lack of railroads? j Do you know that hundreds of tons • of vegetables rot on the ground | within ten miles of the Nation's i capital because the roads are so Imd ; they cannot be hauled with profit? It has been said of us that our i Be lure to auk your dealer for GEORGIA PEACHES I GEORGIA FRUIT EXCHANGE. Atlanta, Ga. (We handle in Carload Lou only) i| Fromiiiefieart |i 9 chief vice as a sex is mental indo lence, we adore mental ease, and it requires heroic efforts to make a woman read anything in a news paper but the society news and the death column. If this be true, please let us mend our ways, and take a normal interest In the questions of the day. The Turkish women have discarded their veils, and are study ing politics according to the latest from Constantinople. Let us at least keep pace with the lady Turks.
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