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‘I; hare hath been. dawn ' ' Another blue Day; . m‘ Think. wilt thou let it

Slip faceless away? ,

Out of mfmuty ‘ITIL! new Dly is born B100 Eternity, M night. will return. .

Behold it aforetiino No eye everdid:

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Here hath been dawning Another blue Day: Think. wilt thou let. it , Slip useless away? —THOMAB CARLYLE.

The sun never sets on charity.

No man has more wisdom than he uses.

Art may be long, but many of the artists are short.

Writer's cramp may affect either the wrist or the stomaol-L

The strongest man may be knocked down, but he doesn't stay clown,

It is well to compete with your possibilities-not with your neizh. bors.

Flﬂllﬂfv is a splendid cure for a sliff ne:k;- there are few heads it won't turn.

The hairpin and the plow have been the most useful implements in the service of the human fam- il

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The WIFE Playboy never goes around pith another man's wife unless hc can go two rounds with her husband.

The successful man lengthens his stride when he discovers may, the signpost has deceived mm; the failure loolu for a place to sit down.

._______i__i_ ONE CANDLE

Three bearers of that charming Christian name. “Nancy," attended an interesting little birthday

arty at No. 26. Queen Anne's Gate.

hey represented three generations (says the Daily Telegraph.)

They were Lady Astor. her daughter. Lady Willoughby de Resby, who has the family name, although she u known as Phyllis, and her one-year-old baby, Nancy.

A small birthday cake with one candle was solemnly cut to cele- brate the first birthday of Lrady Astor's only grand-child.

THE LATE PRINCESS VICTORIA

Although Princess Victoria was of 811611 8- qulet and retiring nature, she was at. one time one of the best known of all the ladies of the Royal Family to the general public (says thc Daily Telegraph).

She was the inseparable compan- ion of her mother, Queen Alex- andra. going practically everywhere with her. The enduring beauty of Queen Alexandra is n. treasured tradition. and many mothers of young debutante daughters of to- day recall among the fragrant memories of their girlhood days the two tall, slight. elegant. figures of Royal mother and daughter.

Usually they were dressed in dark colours, black. mauves. and greys. Then, as now ,the pretty fashion of the posy of fresh flowers was followed, and violets were the favoured bloom of Queen Alex- andra and her daughter.

It may not be known generally to- day that the/ children's garden Party which fakes place early in July year by year in the ground of Marlborough House owed its in- ception to Princess Victoria.

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In the expectation that Their Majesties five grandchildren will be together at Sandringham early in the New Year, extra. nursery accommodation is being prepared (observes the Daily Telegraph).

The additional rooms are all light and airy and have very pleas- ant views across the park. Until guests‘ suites, and in the old days by the children of King Edward and Queen Alexandra.

Necessary alterations are now be- ing carried out to make them suit- able for their new purpose.

It is hoped by the way, to have the five Royal grandchildren photographed together.

MARBLE CARS According to the "ladies" mage-

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since to forty-odd years no. marble cabs were the last word 1n elegance for ted or the evening meal most families enjoyed at half- _ past five and called supper. But after a few years this cake lost its position and was scorned as "Victorian" and few hostesses wem doing enough to serve it. Now, with the return of things Victorian, the marble sake comes back and clever hostesses everywhere ‘are making the most of it.

This delectable marble cake is a. full dessert in itself, requiring no fruit nor ice cream to accompany it. You may serve it at luncheon or dinner and be assured of a. hearty welcome for it But we don't think you'll make it frequently un-

hold down my job. there, keeps me keyed up and Iienioy it.

The Modern Mother-in-Lawk Place is Her

Own Home, Not ‘That of Her Married Children --'She Will be Far Happier in Living Her Own Life

Dear Miss Dix-I am well and strong, well educated and equipped to I am in my forties. My work taku me here and I am a widow with on only ch11 . She is married, and both Ibo and her husband insist upon my coming to live with them.

My daughter is very unhappy because 1 refuse to do so. She thinks it is my duty, but I think that I am a. far greater help to he! by being able to assist her financially than 1 wolud be sitting in thechimnoy corner ill“ being grandma and having to be supported myself. I don't believe in nmthers 80mg W live with their married children. ‘Bwdﬂii 1 like my own life and want to live it. What

less you're living in a. locality ‘do y“ s“? where eggs are still cheap-not 1n AMODERN MOH-EEB-IN-LAW, the city. . Answer:

CHOCOLATE MARBLE CAKE

Three cups sifted cake flour, 3 teaspoons baking powder, 1-2 tea- spoon salt, 3-4 cup butter or other

milk, 1 teaspoon vanilla, 6 eggs whites, 3 squares unsweetened chocolate, 4 tablespoons sugar, 1-4 cup boiling water, 1-2, teaspoon soda.

Sift flour once, measure, add bak- ing powder and salt and sift three times. Cream butter‘ thoroughly. add sugar gradually and cream to- gether until light and fluffy. Add flour, alternately with milk, a small

amount at a time beating after each addition until stiff. Melt _ chocolate over hot water. Add °°m° “m1 “V” Wm‘ them

sugar and boiling water and stir until blended. Add soda and stir 5 until thickened. Cool slightly. Divide cake batter into two parts. Add chocolate mixture to one part and blend thoroughly. Put by and

door. daughter-in-law or the mother. woman who has to put up with the whims and crotchets and fault-finding and complaining of an older woman who is dissatisfied because she has been taken cut of her own environment and who interferes with every- thing because she is bored and has nothing to do.

unkindest. thing they could to mother. happier if they would leave her in her own home and in her own environ- ment and get some old crony to bear her compﬂlly.

Right you are, lady, and if there were

more mothers like ‘you, who had the grit and the spunk to go Out and make their own bread and butter and live their own lives instead of set- tling down on their children, it would do as much as any one thing I0 promote human happiness.

when mother goes to live with her children, grief walks in at the It is a toss-up which is the most. miserable-the daughter or On the one side you have the young

On the other hand, you have a Woman who finds that she has either

to be a rubber stamp in her children's houses, or else a flre brand; who ﬁnds the days endless because she has neither work nor interests with which to fill them; who is lonely and. friendless because she knows no one but her daughter's friends and she has nothing in. common with them.

0f course, unless Father dies the children are Bclllﬂied by "l? mm

affectionate motives when they beg Mother to give up the old home and

And they pat themselves on the back when

they tell Mother that shc has worked. long enough, and that they will

But, in reality, they are doing the

upport. her and take carc of her. She would be a million times

No woman can be at the head of her own house for thirty 0r forty

ears and ever be content to play second fiddle in some other woman's

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home. Nor can any idle woman ever be happy after Spending a busy life-

floured cake pan, alternating light and dark mixtures. Bake in a

time running her own home. The habit of work is tOO strong on her. 0f course, there are many cases where a woman is Oldfﬂlld 196MB

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when it is necessary for her to go to live with her children, but When! are thousands upon thousands of women who are still strong. health)’ "l" capable of supporting themselves. It is a. shame when they become ill-TH- sites on children who are not. able to support them and who have all they can do to provide for their own families. These women would be a. thinl- sand times happier if they struck out. tor themselves and supported them- selves, had their own homes andvlived their own independent lives.

So I urge this correspondent not. to accept her daughter's and SOlI-l-ll- law's invitation to live with them. If she gives up her good job and set- tles down with them to be just a baby nurse and. kitchen helper, she will be an old woman in a few years. She will ﬁnd that between Mother who

neither is she slim. and beau- tiful, unless you count the beauty of facial lines carved deep by kindly smiles, the beauty of dark eyes and the comfortable contours of uncorseted middle age. The un- diluted blood of an ancient race warms her ample cheeks, the soft cron of the Siwash enriches her slow utterance.

As she sits, knees apart to sup- port. the unwieldly bundle of bas- ketware which she hopes to trade for the "cast-off apparel of her white . sisters , she presents l picturesque and colorful figure. Not for her the modern head- dress. Her luxuriant hair is bound with a black handkerchief. The lobes of her dusky ears are pierced by long (synthetic) gold earrings. her ample bosom is en- circled by a gaudy crimson and green shawl-a warmly comfortable figure, who has lived leisurely in a world that knows no leisure.

She is my friend, and I gladly snatch time to discuss with her the problems of her little world-and mine. We speak of the loneliness cf widowhood, the comfort of child- ren. We shake our heads over the tyranny of men and the foolishness of women who succumb to their wiles. And, having rearranged the world as we would like it, we turn to the enthralling subject of clothes. With childlike curiosity she asks the original price of all I am wearing, how ion: I have worn it. where it was bought. I am left with the embarrassing feeling that she considers me but a poor buyer. Then, having exhausted my ward- robe. she turns to the more en- groming one of her own.

_ “You like'um my shawl?"

I hasten to assure her that it is an exceedingly handsome article, as indeed it is for those who have an eyc for gaudy colors. "Me give sixty dollar for um!”

Sixty dollars! It i quite a sum for one who clothes herself and her numerous family with the cast-off garments of others.

"Me got ten. fifteen. twenty-one more all same this one, all many color. up to my shack.”

"Twenty-one shawls! What on earth can you do with ao many?" I ask astonishment.

"Keeifum till I die. Every time I go Mlica side. hop-picking. I buy shawl-tirty dollar-sixty dollar-

gulf ﬁxed.

they should keep their children home women? Theer is a family living ne simply live at my house.

Answer: from Cruelty.

their children on the neighbors.

mean mothers.

you think I would be happy with him?

Answer: - husband away from her. wife. She not. only showed lack of

should be so glad to get rid of him rival on a. silver salvcr,

in M'lica justify that to your conscience.

treated a sister woman. faithleas to another. L- ’_i"_“ '—_"'

At lunchtime I tell them t0 8° home- say that their mother doesn't get them any lunch and they sit down 8V my table and ask for something to eat. they were clean, but they are as dirty as pigs. ' I am getting so that whcu 1 see them coming I could scream. Please tell me what to do. N533. B

right to go on with him and to make him hﬂPPY? other love affairs, but says I am the only one he ever really loves.

is a. gay guest coming for an occasional visit. and Mother who has become a household incumbrance-between Mother who has money to give mo Mother who has to share her scoop-law's small salaf1'——there is a. great

DOROTHY DIX. .

Dear Miss Dix—What's the matter with people ‘who dump their youngsters on the whole neighborhood?

Why don't mothers realize that once in a while in mercy to other BI‘ me that has two little slrlsr-Iythv

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I wouldn't mind it so mlwh 11

Report their mother to the Society for the Protection of Childre‘; Perhaps the shock she will get. when she ﬁnds Out Um- her neglect of her children is a public disgrace, and that they are likely W be taken away from her if she does not look otter them better will brink her to her senses and make her take better care of them.

Anyway, if she knows that. her treatment of her children is a nﬂllh- borhood scandal and that all the women are lookin! Bl’ h" ukmce’ chances are that she will move. But there are lots of women Who dlllllll When they want to so downtown sholv ping, to gad the streets or to go to the movies, they simply turn the P001 little creatures out on the street to freeze or starve unless some woman with more heart than they have warms and feeds them. children are pests to the neighbors is no concern of their mothers. Th8? should worry, as long as they don't have to get dinner for huDSYY WW5‘ sters, or keep them entertained and amused, -

There ought to be something dreadful with boillggg oil in ltnggfie t0

And that thc-Be

Dear Dorothy Dix—I have been working in a dWl-OIZB 0510B 41nd We have fallen in love with each other. Ho l8 mﬂrfled End has two children. His wife knows about our affair and has been very ugly about it. She has asked me to leave the oﬁice, but he doesn't want me to and I dont want to leave him. He says he will divorce his wife and ma"? "l9- D9

Don't you think I have a perfect l-Ie has had many D. r,

It's boo bad about this wife not being pleasant about your taking her Such shocking doctor, I hope you will show more suavity about it when Wine. 8111 Wm 15 younger and better-looking than you are takes him away from r011.

I confess, however, that I agree with you in 1'0!!!‘ Biflﬂ-“Yeﬁ °l1 n"

manners. If you marry your

taste but also look of sense. Any

woman who has a philandering husband who can't. be trusted out. of 5181.15

that she would present him to her

As to your right to steal another woman's husband from her, that is simply on thc some ethical par with your right to steal any other kind '1

property that you desire and that you can get your hands on. You cant There is no use in trying. .

But don't forget that thieves have to pay for their wrong-doing. Your retribution will be in being treated by some other woman as you have The ma who i; faithless to one woman will be

DORUPHY DIX.

SMART ccomss FOR THE HOME DRESSMAKER

maybe more. Weax-‘um little while: put'um in box. When I no to die, my daudhter have big potlatch. My people ‘member me by heap many shawl!"

She chuckles deeply as she raises from my protesting chair. and

A smart blouse like this can add such a gay dash of brilliance to your winter wardrobe. And incid- entally, it creates a costume for you. This youthful model you'll find especially simple to fashion. The sleeved an easily sewed to the drop shoulders. You can out it out in the morning and wear it the some day. It's inexpensive, too. m: the l8 years size, 2% yards of 38-inch material is sufficient 0o make it u sketched.

Silk or sat-in crepe are particular- ly nice suggestions for this blouu, but. lame‘, velvet wool jenny. etc" may also be uled to falhion it. Style No. D01 in designed for aim i4, l6, 18 yearn, 80, 8! and Gil-inches

solemnly shaking hands. she. sails majestically away leaving me in ad- miration of her scheme for fame.

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Dotted Line) Honeymoon

By JOSEPH McCORD _

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Virgie Blake, second in command of the cigar counter in the Botel myneai-‘s imposing lobby, was, studying the proﬁle of a guest who otoodnearoneofthelorgewindowa.

Tho man loungcd with his arms across the back of a chair, gazing out, moodily into the street where sheets of driving rain marched under a. leaden ‘sky. _ An unlighted pipe was clamped between his teeth.

Virgie had approved of this stranger the first time he chanced to pars the stand. It must have been nearly a week ago. She liked his broad shoulders, the restless eyes under their straight brows, the loan face bronzed by iong-out-of- doors exposure. His lower jaw was heavy. a triﬂe , acious. An at- tractive carelessness manned his general appearance; it was evidenc- ed oy the unruly thatch of crisp dark hair, and in the suit of rough gray tweeds. Yet there was an air of strength in all the man's leisure- ly movements. He gave an impress- ion that he mlzht act with discon- certing swiftnees if need be.

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» Virginia Blake entered none of these detailed specifications in her mental catalogue. It was not her way of describing ‘a man who ap- pealed to her. She had decided pleasant}; and promptly that there was "something about him." And let it go at. that. ,

Not quite, for she had taken oc- casion to glide over to the desk and mmke a private investigation ‘the ﬁrst time she saw this guest asking for his key and letters. '

"Oh, Eddie, darling . , ." virgio smiled persuasively at the room clerk on duty. "Who's the party who just took his key?"

‘ “The one in the gray suit?" I'd- dle Sawyer nodded in the direction of the bank o! elevators.

"Uh-huh."

“Fourteen sixty-one . . ." Saw- yer's forefinger traveled down the vertical card ﬂle near his elbow. “The name is Cutter-L. H.--from Montreal."

“Do you know what he does?"

"I do not. Sounds like a butcher gr tailor. You'll know long before I

o.’

"Thanks."

“Not at all. Is he the day's par- ticular thrill?"

“Bye. Eddie."

Miss Blake's crimson lips curved in a smile cf anticipation today when she observed "1461" turn wearily from the rain-streaked win- dow and stroll directly towards the cigars.

"Smoking tobacco," he suggested affably, resting his arms on the dis- play case. There was a leisurely quality in his voice, too. Very near- ly a drawl.

"What brand, please . . . Mr. Cutter?" - "I wish I knew." A faint ﬂicker o

amusement showed in the dank eyes at the seleswomarfs use of the name. He tapped idly with the bowl of his briar against the glass. “I've a notion I'd like to try something different . . . today."

Virgie Blank had her moments of intuition. Ordinarily, she would have attempted an adroit reply. Something from her stock of ready "come-backs" that the customer might translate easily as a willing- ness on ‘her part to continue the conversation to more interesting lengths. Instead, her coral-tipped fingers deftly investigated the set ' waves‘ of her raven hair. Her long lashes, their richness abetted by a

screened the interested regard of her alert eyes.

“We have everything . . almost." Virgie matched Mr. Gutters dmwl with unintentional perfection.

“You seem to," was the quick ed- mision. Again that. little flicker in his eyes. He turned them hastily to the neat rows of merchandise that ﬁlled the wall cabinets at the rear of the booth. ‘Oh, well . . . I may as well stick with the old reliable." He pointed with the stem of his

pipe. -

"Ono of these, you mean?" Cool- ness tinged Miss Blake's voice. The customer's words roused a puzzled suspicion in her mind. Maybe ho was trying to get fresh.

"No, ms/am. The next can. That's it." Cutters voice and eyes were de- void of all gulle.

The buyer lingered to open the can. He crowded tobacco into his pipe bowl with practiced care.

"Do you think it's ever going to stop raising?" Virgie venturedjor- givingiy. "You know, this sort of day fairly gives me the jitters." Her voice displayed a conﬁdential note. She swayed nearer, in a. graceful pose. “Does it make you feel that way. too?"

"It's not . . . conducive to ' . . frenzied . . . enthusiasm." The words were accented by swift puffs. Gutter blew a lingering thread of smoke from his pureed lips. Ho ﬂip- ped away his burnt match and al- lowed his gmo to travel across the lobby. "One really should find something to do on s. day like this," he uid. He nodded in the direction of a small glue enclosed office not for away. "I should go over and an- noy your otenographer u bit. She doonft seem any too ." Something in the tone of hi: voice caused Virgie to look in the

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some direction. She attempted a mysterious mile, la sho Inked the unexpected question. "Are you o

patient application of mascara,-

tum his hood u he liked it. ,

"men you won't get very hr. . . with her."

"I was ml! thinking of letters. Doesn't she take ﬂotation?"

“Sure! She's l. win. Sweet kid . . but funny. I wll just $171116 to give you a tip, that's all.” Virgin made the animation o imcomfort- abiv. Sbo was dumb to pull that one. But it was too late now. Her new friend was , _, interested. afraid I gift get it; he Ind‘;

, taking p pe rom mouth. “You're n. long way: 1mm salt water hero. Should I dash over and tell her the ﬂeet’: in?" .

"Don't be like that! I mean the almost never gives w. cutomer n tumble. You know. As long u they stick to their home work, she let's 'em think they're giving he: a big

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moment. If they drop n. stitch . . . You know what I mean. She's that wavy]; I o

“Um . . . mm."

Cutter continued to stare at thl

stenographer as if it were the firi- time he had chanced to observe her. Very little more than her head and shoulders were visible through the glass panel. The glow from a shad- ed desk lamp shone warmly on her cinnamon-brown hair, a. ling bob of shining waves that covered the small bowed head. Apparently, she was reading. And deeply ab- sorbed-to judge by the half parted lips of her demure mouth. Large horn-rimmed spectacles gave an ul- most grotesque look to her oval face. “Pretty hair,“ cutter‘ observed re- flectively around the stem of his pipe. He might have been speaking his thoughts aloud. . “Gorgeousfi Virgia agreed, vlith commendable enthusiasm. “She's an awfully cute little omebcdy. That's v/tiiy it's a. pity she's an oil can, sort o

“Don't. you mean bookwofm? I've noticed that she's quite a reader." “That's a part of it." Virgie was relaxing into a. more familiar role now. “It's like I was telling you, Mr. cutter. I'm not knocking her. She's too sweet. I‘ mean it. It's just that she never has much to say to an: body . . . no 1ino,you know.1..' let some‘ ‘y start giving her the low-down on Europe, Irup or Sklrup . . . And will she coma tol Perfect yen for geography places."

“Sort of a Burton Holmes com- plex?"

"No, I don't think she goes for detectives in a. big way. She's s1- ways got her nose in adventure magazines mostly . . . If a shei! was to ankle in here on a horsl right now, Jack would climb right up behind him and go places." “Jacki” The word betrayed fresh interest.

"Her name's Jacqueline. We call her Jack. That's why I made that crack about sailors. But I can't fig-

over a. time-table unless you got a ticket. Take me, now . . ."

Not infr "y, l. customer would find sudden inspiration in a half-ﬁnished suggestion like that. But this man with the pipe seemed

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MISS PAMELA BEARD

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CHICKEN AND TOMATO IOASTIE ‘ Have squares of toast covered

ure getting all hot and bothered ‘with mm°°¢ °°°k°d °h‘°‘°"' W“

seasoned. Place on top of this a thick slice of broiled tomato, and cover with a sauce made by cooking gently in 2 taplespoons melted but-l ter, 2 tablespoons each of minced

celery and green peppers, and 1

tablespoonminced onion. When tender, add l6 te n each of

curry powder and eel. 1 level des- -

sertspoon cornstarch, dlssolvedw in 1 cup chicken broth. Let all cook for a moment or so, then pour over the tomato slices, and serve immed- lately.

STUFFED BREAST 0F LAMB Breast of lamb, 8 pounds, rtcup a .

sliced onions. ‘A. cup lamb 2 cups cooked brown rice. ‘A teaspoon

ginger, ground; 1A teaspoonnutmeg‘

ground; ‘.6 teaspoon cloves ground: u, poon salt, l2 peppercorns. Brownthe onions slowly in the fat, add rice and seasonings. Heat and stir carefully that all may be well blended. Open the lamb breast and rub in-

oido surface with 1 teaspoon of salt inp

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and $6 teaspoon of n r. Spread tho atuﬂing over this and roll up rather tightly, starting at the rib end (eye of the meat) of the cut. Skewer and tie well.

Place in baking dish which ha: tight-ﬁtting cover; and add ‘A cup 20 minutes in oven at temperature of hot water. Brown uncovered for of 460 degrees F‘, then reduce the heat to 326 degrees It, cover tiyhuy and cook 1% hours. Garnish Jllﬁi before eervinb with sliced green pepper rings. Serve with the graiy thickened and tomatoes baked whole.

MAPLE COTTAGE PUDDING

One cup maple syrup, 2 table spoons butter, 8 tablespoons sugar, i egg, '6 cup sweet milk, ,1 cup flour, 2 icaspons baking powder, ‘A tea- spoon sait, nuts.

Method: Bring syrup to boiling point and pour into a baking dish. cream the butter, add sugar, egg (well beaten), milk and flour (mix- ed and sifted with baking powder and salt)“ Pour batter into the syrup. Bake in a moderately hot oven until well browned. Turn up- side down on a serving plate and sprinkle liberally with finely chop- ped nuts. Serve with plain or marshmallow cream. '

This pudding can be made and baked in one-half hour; m?“ quantities- make five o rsix serv-

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