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E I . s I Dorothy Dix ’s Letter Box

EVERYONE

i ; r riage Through the Years for the Sake of ‘ Her Children and Her Home Deserves . a Medal for Her Fidelity to a Lost Cause

scandal and to secure a good home and education Ives twenty years with the the right man, breaks up her home and

meets the man who is her 1dea1_

Had I been alone I should not have hes! tated to galled me so ren and no way of supporting them, their sake 1 have carried on. ed virtually every habit and my whole char

Shall I go on‘ being as kind as possible and wishing I were dead? Answer:

I do not think that you, and women that every woman who endures the desolation

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like you. are cowards.

breast- ‘

Even a cow

gladly nave left them and built , i alone.

* But there were the children. The children whom they had brougii IIRBT- t0 B- PBB-Gr-‘Il-ll. oileflrlul home; a right to both a father and niotiiei"

creatures with warped and distorted minus and. characters that the child

one home to another of

So these women shut them, and they keep the fire burning on families together and give their children what price God Himself only knows. Ann their courage up, and what thoughts they are

alienated parents.

their chance in the world a

for their daughters,

anoers and complaints of a groucny man whose iaults they try to cove

from their children's eyes. Believe ma, the Spartan

of her husband's people wonder if Many women caps over the windmill for the sake marriage that proves uncongenial. The brave women are those who stand at their posts of duty and zngn

infidelities with such gay cordiallty toward him tna she is ignorant of his anairs.

cross of the Legion of Honor. I I I I I

. complex. It threatens to ruin my entire life and spoil others. most an insane wreck. What shall 1 do Answer:

Quit thinking about yourself so much. reality is nothing but ‘ l conceit. in nothing but themselves, think of arablebecause everybody else isn't kowtowing m men;

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remainder of the world, you would be cured, because you would know the

slderlng you at all. cut in the world. That is the remedy for what ails you. I I I I I

of loneliness and being left out of things.

3w of gm fellow students. Am wan me around except my parents, 11h 13 0mm;

mo that I know of and I am not hard to looelgeat. n repumve we“

me?

Answer: Adolescence.

the shifting tiem when they are hobbledehoys, neither men or boys.

DIBOOURAGEI),

easily and quit worrying about it.

You need exercise, physical and mental. Take a part in school ath-

letics. Get a hobby of some sort. That is a great way to gel; in contu:

I - ' with some congenial boys and girls. And be wants friendship, and that all that you haverglfirtothtaaet fiiueng]: i:

‘b0 be friendly.

DLx.

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l _ The Woman Who Continues a Loveless Mar-

9°" m“ Dix-Which i! the creator coward, the woman who, to avoid for three fine children Wruull man; or the woman who, having fohufld

‘i’ . Mine is the not uncommon tragedy of the woman who marries very young, is utterly disenchanted by finding her husband is mean, selfish, tyrannical, almost impossible to live with and ‘then, when it is too late,

have broken the marriage bonds that deeply, but I had three child- and for I have chang.

acter in order to make a peaceful home for them. But what hurts me is this horror oi pretending to be happy and satisfied when my whole soul revolts against the situation.

I think of an unhappy marriage and keeps her home together for the sake of her children is among the bravest of the brave and deserves to have a hero's medal pinned upon her

to go over the top in the frenzy of battle with the the bands play and the 118.85

your life, day after day, year after to put away the love for which you

of women do without ever even thinking of them marriage was a bitter awakening from They found themselves married to husbands Whose and cold; or u.

They knew the, . could look for no possible happiness with such husbands and they would themselves new lives if they had been

unasked into the world and. who had a right to a decent upbringing; a

a right to an education and to the start in the world that a rather couiu give them; a right to be saved from being those Sillllliwleil, cynical little

ren become who are torn between mother and father and dragged from

the doors that would lead to freedom behind their hearthstones and hold their

only He knows how they keep _ thinking through the long years while they cook and scrub and make cookies, give debutante parties

_ boy who smiled while the fox gnawed at. his yitals was no greater stoic than the woman who covers up the knowledge

flunk that they show courage when they throw their of a lover, or when they break up a. But they are cowards and quitters.

the 800d fight until 1111B 611d- They are those who have earned their

Dear Dorothy Dix-I am suffering from a most terrific inferiority

Every-

thmk hurts me and I weep and wall over nothing at all, so that I am al- MISER-AB ‘

An inferiority complex in Those who have it are interested ‘L’ _, but themselves, and no mis-

lf you would only realize of how little importance each, o1 u; jg go me

nobody is taking the slightest interest in you, or observing what you have on, whether you are beautiful or ugly, whether you are dull or brilliant- _'I'hey are thinking about themselves and their gfialfg and "a not, “m-

Think about other people, interest yourself in their afiaire, try to do something for others and quit bothering about what sort of a figure you

’ ' Dw Dorothy Dix-I am o boy or 19.511fl'9ring from an awful feeling u I have few friends. Speak to m minted t0 iii-Piles. No one seems

I can't confide in any , one for fear of being laughed at or told to grow up, what's wrong with

Melly BOYS Set into this morbid frame of mind during It is a sort of mental measles that you will get over 11 you will jug}, mire 1|;

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Charlottetown = Guardian

It is easy to risk your life for mother's in some great and spectacular

, emergency. It is easy whole world looking on and waiting to applaud your valor. i.‘ ard's heart has its moment. of bravery when wave and the troops go swinging by. But it takes a cold courage the few are great enough to feel to give year, for others and make no outcry; are starving because you are not free to take it; to give one's own happi ness for the sake of others. Yet this is what millions themselves as heroines. For the dream cf love. passion for them was soon over and left them neglected men who were hard and cruel and tyrannical; or to men who were drunk ards; or to men who insulted them by their inildeiities.

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s.‘ taught the virtues first and last He Millhipll! manhood, and more. The simple courage that f

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The patience of the poor; . Love for all creatures great an

small, _ ‘

And trust in Something over

all. —R. H. Stoddard. .___.__.____... TROUBLES

But for some trouble and sor- row, \ e must never know half the good there is about us.

________._ SOIJTUDI _

All hour of solitude, passed in sincere and earnest prayer or con- flict with, and conquest over a single passion or subtle ‘ bosom sin, will teach us'more of thought, will more effectually awaken the faculty and form the habit of re- flection than a year's study in the schools ‘ them-Coleridge.

‘ COURAGE Ellilfyliilllifl is possible for him who possess courage and activ- ity, and to the timid gnd hesitat- ing everything is impossible be- cause it seems so- Sir Walter Scott. ~ _____.________ KINDNESS Kindness is the golden chain by which society is. bound together. -Goetlic. .

.__.____.__.___. We live, not u we wish, but as We can. - Women have been famous for ages-their untold ages» _ A boom is a fanfare of how

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much money people are maklnl- some people expect a lot of spe- privlieges-even from na-

A man's wife never picks a quarrel with him the day before pay day.

many p, young man who thinks he is a girl's intended is only liar pretended.

With ambition and no enersl’ you will get about as far as I radio without tubes.

A long parade makes a man wonder whether he has patriotism in his heart or in his feet. -

No man should be called "stingy" because he refuses to bu! something he cannot afford.

A good n position and some common sense have it all over a pretty ankle and red fingernails when it comes to marriage.

. _,_______.... Let's Remind You Again

An electric iron by itself is harmless, but in connection with a woman, a doorbell and a forgot- ten switch, it is apt to be the torch that burns down one’: home.

A Must! Kettle The metal or enamel teapot that

can be sweetened by filling it with water into which has been dropped a red hot cinder . Close the lid and let stand a while. Rinse with clear water In Place of a Brush ,

1f you have no small brush, cover the broom with a clean piece of flannel nndbnish ceiling and walls with a downward stroke. As the catering becomes soiled it must be replaced with a new one. You will find it quite as effective as a brush.

Bob, Grace we ‘ are

s ys she's decided deodflqhi about , our enthusiasm for

MAXWELL HOUSE COFFEE.

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THE BLUE 000::

by RACHEL MACK

ing powder, ti. teaspoon salt, 1%. cups milk, l teaspoon ‘ es, 1 - tablespoon melted shortening, 2 eggs. Bake on hot slightly greased

griddle. It takes a real Canadian woamn to make light fluffy

B pancakes out oi a mixture of buckwheat flour and ordinary flour. a little salt, soda, buttermilk and water. I make them, but never with any surety of success. The follow- ing recipe can be made by any_nov- ice and providing the fire is hot. success is sure: 2 cups buckwheat flour, 1 cup flour. 6 level teaspoons t baking powder, 1% teaspoons salt, 2%. cups milk, 1 tablespoon molas- ses, 1 tablespoon melted shortening. Sift together flours, baking powder, and salt. stir’ in the other ingred- t ients and beat well. Bake at once on hot slightly greased griddle.

get their boys off to college, and put up with the

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Have six pounds of oranges, six lemons, ten pounds of sugar.

Cut the fruit in quarters and take out the pulp free from pips and skins. Let the peel soak in water, with a pinch of salt added, for three or four days, changing the water daily. Next boil it in plenty of water t, till quite tender. Drain it and cut in very thlnslicce." add the pulp and sugar to it with the strained juice of the six lemons. Boll all gently till quite clear, skim well at intervals and stir gently. Test on a cold plate, and if the marmalade jellies, it is ready to be poured into the jars. ‘nine for boiling, usually 85 minutes.

= Merry England World's First a With Pancake

Apart from its religious obser- vance as the eve of Lent, Shrove Tuesday-today-is to the English- i speaking nations a day for pan- cakes. The Ilrench know the day as Mardi Gras, of "Fiat Tuesday" and the Gemians call it rastehdienstiig, with little cakes or doughnuts as

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the culinary emblem.

The English custom of the pau- clkea comes down from the times when the nation was more disposed to and feasting wocedlng facts. It is thought the pancake de-

ftom the urgency of die- posing of stocks of 08h. lard and driwinl to entering Lent when some of iJieae food in- forbidden.

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CHAPTER. V

Ruth ceased laughing as sud- denly as she had begun. ,She opened her pocketbook and count- ed her money. She had exactly $1.11. She counted it several times over. looking at the pennies and hoping they might be dimes, hop- ing the nickels might be quarters masquerading.

"A dollar and eleven cents." she said softly, "any way you glice it." A native. leaning against the doorpost with his thumb thrust in his suspenders, eyed her lazily. "Hadnt you ier buy yer ticket?" Ruth's face colored. “No," she answered, "I hadn't"

She did not know how fer she was from Cleveland or what the fare would be, but common sense told he; it would be more than she had in her pocketbook. She'd been a fool to get into this plight, she thought. She had twice let herself be thrown off her course by that good-natured, irresponsible nit-wit of a Mirs. Cogly.

She figured ruefully, "There's no telling where this iris’ Industrial League is, It may in Indian- apolis. It may be in St. Louis. It sounds swell, but Mrs. Coglyts diz- my when it comes to geography.” Nevertheless, since her face was turned toward Cleveland, she would go to Cleveland or at least trytogothere.... - The bus was coming. The old man against the doorpost yanked his suspender. "There's yer char- iot," be said.

Ruth gathered up her bundles and got on. It was a local. small and rather shabby. About half its seat-s were filled. Ruth chose a placedlrectly behind the driver, as this gave‘ her an opportunity to speak into his ear without being overheard. -

"Please," she said to him in a muffled vqloe. "I'd like to ride til! I've used up $1.11." _

"M'am‘);' replied the driver. He was too surprised to put his car in motion. ‘

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Ruth repeated her remark pa- tiently and added. “I want to get n: close to Cleveland as I can." The driver, a big. red-faced fel- low, more on the aids of brawn than brain, scratched his chin and thought. He seemed to arrive at some decision, for he but out his hand and laid. "Gimme your dol- lar. Keep the 11 cents." He took the change she handed him, punched a register and shifted gear. They were on.

_ eLbaok Ind relaxed. She wu rning to live minute by

she savored the rich morsel of~ the present. “I believe you'd call this the middle west," she thought, looking out at the gorgeous autumn landscape "It's grand. I like it. Imagine people in New York think- ing New York's everything!" She ,.‘ ‘ured America like a huge gay map unrolling before her, varied and wonderful,

Al! at once Ruth realized that she was very hungry. She ed eaten no lunch. Her breakfast had been a cup of coffee and a roll- The day before, cf course. she had left the Lawrence house on the eve of Cousin Bessies birthday dinner. Thinking hack a step farther, she recalled the lone chocolate bar that had sustained her while job hunting.

"No wonder my skirt feels loose at the waist." she thought, plac- ing her hand on her fiat young stomach.

She began to imagine how nice it would be if a. motherly looking woman would get on the bus and sit down beside her and open a lunch box. "Arid offer me some of everything," she thought raptur- ously. "Deviled eggs and ham sand- wiches and chocolate cake—" .

She had to quit thinking about it.

An hour or two later the driver half-turned and spoke to her out of the corner of his mouth; "You'll have to get off at the next stop—"

Ruth loaned toward him. "Why can't you take me in to Oleve- land?" she asked. "There's room. and I'm not doing any harm sit’- ting here-—"

“I've already carried you 40 miles beyond your fare," he told her. "There been room so far. But look what's coming! I can't let

you keep a seat from a, paying passenger—"

The bus was at a standstill be- fore town depot, and people

were getting on. Ruth said, "If there's one seat left can I stay?" "Five people getting on," she re- ported in a polite, pleading voice, "and five seals."

"Al! right." He shrugged his

tired shoulders. "But when one more gets on, off you go." The car began to move.

Again Ruth relaxed. A storm

was coming up and the bus seemed cosy and secure as it

through the streets of the self-cen- tered little city. Out there people the gusts of wind and the sudden flares of lightning. Within the bus was security.

But on the town's edge the bus halted. A man was standing, wait- ing tmget on. The driver laid to Ruth Woodson, "Well, here we are! Pull yourself together. kid,

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It was as if a cozy little house had been lifted from over her head by

in the subunbs of a strange, o!d-, fashioned town, made more gloomy by the breaking storm. A flash of lightning rent the air with terrific brightness. The crashing thunder that followed seemed to open the floodgates for the rain. It began to pour in wind-driven sheets.

Just beyond an iron fence Ruth saw a huge, tail old house of dingy stone set in a tangled lawn. A refuge- She opened a creaking gate and ran up the grass-grown walk, head bowed against the rain.

She pounded upon the door with her two small, frantic fists, her body plastered there by the driv- ing storm. Yet even in- this ex tremity she noticed something strange. She noticed that the great, carved door was cleanly painted a brilliant blue.

It-seemed to Ruth that the storm must break and bruise her there against the closed door of that great, gaunt house. l-ler clothes were drenched and limp. Her heart was pounding strangely. Her head The footsteps that she heard beyond the door sounded hol- low and unreal as they drew nearer). . . .