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What Dame Fashion Decrees
A STYLISH WRAP AND STUNNING FUR TRIMMED COAT
SPLENDOR of coloring and materials combine in the
rich model on the left, which claims all the fullness
to which the wrap of the season is heir, and yet is
so graceful as to deny any charge of mere bagginess or
Made of scintillant beaded cloth, this garment Is of
equal parts of black and white, with the white forming
the upper part of the kimono and the line of the black
joining so as to cuff the sleeves and to allow the white
to drape in a deep point at the back.
There Is a broad, capelike collar of white fox, but the
sleeves have no further attempt at cuffs than the line of
the joining of the black and white.
The whim of the moment demands a close fur collar on
the tailored coat, as shown on the right. This fashion Is
much less expensive than that of a fur scarf as a protec
tion against winter winds.
As a further promise of economy for the woman to
whom the expense question has its own value, there Is
this advantage. Last winter's suit may be renovated by
the mere addition of fur collar and cuffs—so instead of
® Littls Bobbin's Pa «
WILLIAM F. KIRK
MY cousin Alice that is staying at
our house is a funny kind of gurl,
she toald me that she was a
creechur of moods. Pa sed It wasent
moods at all, he sed she was dopy and
lazy, but Ma sed Let the poor gurl
have her dreams of romance if she
I doant mind her having dreems of
romance. Pa sed, if she wud only have
them wen thare isent a lot of work to
do. Here you are in the middel of
house cleenlntr, Pa sed, & she cums to
visit. It wud be all rite if she wud
pitch In and help you a Httel. but
wen you are cleenlng plcters and rugs
she sets out In the hammock & reeds
how the blessed damosel leaned oue
& a lot of that kind of junk. Poetry
& beauty are all rite In thare place,
Pa sed, but lnsted of yure neace reed
ing about her hansum knight on a
white horse, she ought to at least help
, you wipe the dishes.
But lt doesn't do any good for Pa
to talk, beekaus Alice Jest keeps on
beeing dreemy & having her moods.
Pa won't llssen to her & Ma is too
busy, so she is all the time talking to j
me. Bobbie, she sed to me yesterday,
do you ewer feel the soul within you
climbing & climbing to sum purpel
So. I sed.
Surely you have felt vague long
. lngs, sed Alice, for sumthlng noabler
& vaster than this puny life.
All I want is a lot of turkey and
Btuffin, on Thansgivin', I sed to Alice.
Alas, you are too young to know,
sed Alice. Oh, how I love true poetry.
It Is so mystic.
I like it if lt jlngels nice. I sed.
True poetry doesnt jingH, sed Alice.
It is too noabel to jlngel. Here Is a
little poem that I saw in a magazeen
Art—Any Picture That Isn't Pretty, and That Costs More Than an Automobile
Special Features of Interest to Women
the expense of a new suit and new furs, or the sorrow
of old shabby ones, Milady may purchase enough fur for
collars and cuffs, have an almost lifetime possession, and
be quite in the mode. '
The suit we illustrate is particularly charming In "tete
de negre," and the material—"Duvetyne"—is heavy
enough for winter and yet lends itself well to drapery.
This coat is extremely cut away, and is far above the
waist line in front.
The sleeves are cut in the new "pagoda" shape—and
they, like the bottom of the coat, are edged in the same
fur that forms the collar. This collar fastens with a huge
ornament of old silver and the fur used in the model is
If your income forbids these elaborations, use skunk
fur and an ornament of heavy silk cord. A high belt of
amber damask passes beneath the coat and holds up a
flounce of plaited net of the same "tete de negre" shade.
This flounce is edged by a piping of velvet.
A second flounce, also plaited, falls over the skirt at
the height of the knees. This skirt is slightly draped
and lifted in front.
called The Los;. Llssen to sum reeiy
butiful poetry. Bobble:
Her face is moar brilyunt than
Her eyes are deeper than the
When she loosens her hair on her
It is as night coming across the
When the north wind blows I
When tbe south wind blows I fear,
I fear lest they take her from me,
She Is so delicate, so fragile,
Her skin is briter than the dia
Her dress is of silk & gold.
Her bracelets are of fine gold.
She hath jewels in her ears.
But her eyes, what jewels can com
pare with them?
Isent that wonderful? sed Alice.
It doesn't jlngel, I sed. Anybody
can rite stuff like that.
You cuddent, sed Alice.
Of course I cud, I sed. So this Is
the poem that I rote about Alice &
she got mad. I sed:
Your face Is shaped oval.
You have two eyes, colored blue.
They are on a line with the tops
of yure ears.
Yure mouth is under yure nose St
Yure nose In turned up from it.
All of yure teeth are white ex
Thay are of fine gold.
Your dress Is a kimona of callcer.
You have on two (2) slippers.
I think that Is jest as nice a poem
as the one which Alice reesited for
me, hut Alice toald me I was a half
baked kid that wasent old» enult to
know of life & luv & mistery &
romance. Maybe wen I git oalder I
will git dreemy, but I hoap not.
To clarify fat which has become too
• lark for use, place lt in an enameled
saucepan with water and half a tea
spoonful of carbonate of soda, boll
for 20 to 25 minutes, and leave till
cold. Then drain off water and re
move pieces from underneath. The fat
will be found to be quite fresh ana
Here is a way to decrease your gas
bill. Get a square sheet of Iron, light
one burner of the stove, and place the
sheet Iron on top. The heat travels
through the Iron so quickly that sev
eral saucepans can cook their con
tents at the same time with only one
To clean a smoke blacked ceiling,
make a fairly thick paste of starch
and water, and apply this with a pad
of flannel. When dry, brush off with
a soft brush, and you will find the
result well worth the trouble.
When steaming potatoes put a cloth
over them before putting the lid on.
They will take much less time to
cook, and be much more meally than
when done in the ordinary way.
Films on starch can be avoided by
making starch in the usual way, ad
ding half a teaspoonful of salt, and
covering with a thick cloth to pre
vent steam escaping.
Brown boots and shoes should be
rubbed over with a slice of raw po
tato before the polish Is applied. This
cleans and removes the stains quite
To remove the mark of a scorch,
wet whatever is scorched with cold
water and place lt In the sun. When
dry, the mark-will have disappeared.
When buying apples pick the heav.
lest; also test the fruit by seeing if.
when pressed with thumb, lt yields
with a slight cracking sound.
\ i til lemon rubbed on the forehead
! will cure a severe' headache.
Seeking a Husband
thla looks like sucn a
I 1 funny place," X said, as w*
threaded our bay through the
maze of tablea The air was thick
with tobacco smoke, and there was
quite an air of bohemlanism about
"Peggy." said Dick, laughingly,
"when we were seated at one of the
little round tables, "the most re
freshing part of knowing you is to
be able to feel that you are abso
lutely truthful about everything you
say. And then you have a way of
opening your eyes."
"Oh, do you think I ought to appear
more worldly?" I queried.
"I should say not; I'll take care of
that part of It. Here, waiter," and
Dick gave the order, while I looked
around. I waa really very curious
about the place. It isn't really a bit
of fun to eat at staid, prosy old
places, where things are perfectly
proper, and you ars almost positive
that your next door neighbor is all
that is to be desired in the way of
"Oh, Dick, do they have cabaret
heTe?" Dick was still busy with the
waiter, but almost Immediately out
came a man and girl who began to
sing and dance. The song was all
about some new dance called the
Crawfish crawl, and at the end of the
chorus they began to dance down
among the tables. Of course, I was
quite absorbed in the dance. I'd llku
to introduce something new in the
way of a dance at the club this year,
but as they passed our table the man
actually winked at me. Of course,
Dick saw him do it. but for once he
gave the benefit of the doubt, and
"Peggy, don't forget what I told
;you about those eyes."
"Jealousy?" I said, wickedly, and
then, "Oh, Di<*k, they're coming back.
I think the girl is awfully pretty."
This time the girl was facing us,
and suddenly I saw Dick get red, and
then a flash of recognition pass be
"Oh, you know her; do Introduce me
to your friend.''
But Dick answered quickly, "Don't
be foolish, Peggy, a man has to know
many people that it would be im
possible for him to introduce to a
girl like you."
"Yes, she was rather a wreck," I
agreed. "Such a lot of paint, and no
hair to speak of, and that awful
It was just because I was begin
When Papa Is Hurt
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
My father got his finger
smashed in one of those revolv
ing doors the other day—it wasn't
badly smashed—just bruised a lit
tle, but he came home from the
office and had every one of us at
home flying around for hours
taking care of him.
I had seen my mother so sick
that she could scarcely stand, get
up and smile and do her best to
U>ok pleasant when she heard
my father coming.
It makes me mad to see a man
such a baby—but mother says I
ought not to be mad about it. be
cause they are all that way and
they can't help it. I'd hate to
think that the man I marry Is
going to be like that—-do you
think he Will be? DISTURBED.
Well. Disturbed, I'm afraid that
what you hate to think about is
rather likely to come true In this
Men do make an awful fuss about
things that the average woman would
pass over and say nothing about.
Any dentist will tell you that he'd
rather pull teeth for 10 women than
fill one for one man.
They say there's a physiological
reason for this—men's nerves are
more sensitive to pain—but I don't
believe lt—l believe that women have
had to stand things and say nothing
for so many generations, and men
haven't and that's all there is to it.
But you notice your mother's atti
tude toward your father and see If
you can't learn a lesson —a lesson
that will mean a great deal to your
own future happiness.
A BIG BOY
The happy marriages are those
Advice to the Lovelorn
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am 20 and am engaged to a
man six years my senior. He Is
in a position where he is com
pelled to work more nights than
days. He could give me a good
home, but he has promised to
give me things which I never re
ceived, and he also told me some
things which I found out to be
the untruth. Would you advise
me to marry him?
You do not love him. I am sure.
And neither do you trust him. No
assurance of a good home and the
protection of a husband will bring
happiness where there is neither con
fidence nor love.
YOU ARE A FOOLISH GIRL
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am 17 and am simply crasy
about a man four years my senior
who is employed in the same
office. He sometimes calls me pet
names and always tells me-that
he admires my beauty very much,
but acts very cool to me other
wise. He told me he likes an
other girl he knows, and every
time he tells me that It is shoot
ing my heart with an arrow.
Tell me how can T win his love,
because I feel that I can't live
without Mm, and every time he
conies near me 1 just feel as if I
ning to tire of Dick that I spoke in
that offhand way. Two weeks ago I
cared too much about him to attempt
such a thing. Isn't life funny?
Dick looked cross, but I was laugh
ing, and just then our order came
and the waiter was putting a thin
stemmed glass in front of me. I
looked over at Dick, and he smiled
encouragingly, but I shook my head.
"Why not, Peggy?" he Insisted;
"aren't you going to be a good fellow?
Why, that's the mildest thing in the
world; couldn't possibly hurt you."
"I know, Dick, but I'd rather not,
really. What made you order it up
without consulting me?"
"Why, I thought, of course, that you
were game for a good time. Aren't
you ever going to be anything but a
"I don't think the two things nat
urally follow," I said decidedly, "and,
anyway, you know very well that I
shouldn't have allowed you to order
me a cocktail; it's simply another ex
ample of your inordinate conceit. If
I have allowed you to decide for me
In the past, things are going to be dif
ferent in the future."
Dick looked at me In amazement,
and. Indeed, I was surprised that I
had dared to assert myself. But I
demurely dissected my terrapin and
waited for him to say something. It
wasn't very long in coming, for be
fore I knew what was happening the
waiter had filled my glass from a tall
bottle that he took out of a pail filled
Dick learned forward authoritative
ly. "Peggy, I want you to drink some
of this. Don't make me think you've
never been out anywhere befor*.
Why, the veriest baby knows better
than to refuse champagne."
SHE WAS WISE
Then I laughed. So he actually
thought I didn't know what T was re
fusing. Oh, Dick, and I thought at
one time —well, that was long ago.
Anyway, a little later as I sipped
my coffee reflectively, after some
r-ither bungled attempts at conversa
tion on Dick's part, I decided that I
would be perfectly contented to plan
my future without Dick as a possible
source of happiness. Just think, that
awful girl with the paint and the im
possible gown might be suing my
future husband for breach of promise
some day, and all my life I'd he liv
ing with a man who wouldn't allow
me to call my soul my own. I might
have chanced It a little while ago.
Isn't life funny?
where the woman from the very first
realizes that her husband is in many
ways Just a great big loving, lovable,
irresponsible boy—and that he al
ways will be. What he wants from
her Is love and sympathy and petting
and forgiving, and when she gives
him those things she gives him what
he needs and what he unconsciously
married her for.
He has to fight all day in business.
He has to pretend to be courageous
and resourceful and tireless and quick
witted and good humored and gen
erous and big hearted—a kind of god
among human beings. When he gets
home to the woman he loves he wants
to throw off the mask and be what he
really Is all the time —an anxious,
timid, well meaning, affectionate
WHAT THEY ARE
The cleverest men In the world, the
men who do the great things that the
women who treat them like little
boys could never do, are the most
boyish and dependent upon the women
of their private life for love and
Really great people are always in
their hearts very simple.
Now, Disturbed, when you fall In
love with a man you make up your
mind that if there is anything to him
at all he will be a man among men,
and when he comes home to you he'll
be a boy. Don't be angry with him
for lt; be glad of lt.
Be proud that, no matter how big
he Is In the world, at home he Is just
yours to comfort and console and take
care of, with all the love and tender
ness and forbearance that Is In a
woman's loving heart.
can't keep from calling out, "I
love you." HEARTBROKEN.
One as emotional as you needs a
guardian until you reach years of
In the first place you cheapen your
self when you give a mere acquaint
ance the right to call you pet names.
End that at once!
In the second place, you don't really
love him or you would hold that love
too sacred to fling, unsought, at any
What you need Is more self-control.
GIVE LOVE TIME
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I have been keeping company
with a gentleman for almost five
months and I love him dearly. He
has passed several remarks which
show in a remote way that he re
turned my love. Kindly explain a
way in which I could really tell If
he returned my love, as I want to
be sure of his love before throw
ing mine where it would not be
wanted. C. K.
Give Love time, my dear. The fact
that he gives you all his attention
proves he thinks something of you.
Any attempt on your part to hasten
an avowal will only frighten Love
The Spiritual Side ef Beauty
THE Miss Virginia Pearson that
one meets in everyday life Is very
different from the Miss Virginia
Pearson in the play, "Newly Married."
Miss Pearson believes that to be
beautiful one must go to nature, one
must get In harmony with the ele
ments. And it is her very own phil
osophy of life that she gave me In
her dressing room at the Gaiety the
ater between acta
"To be beautiful one must develop
the spiritual side of one's nature.
People talk of beauty of mind, and
develop the Intellect by hard study,
but when the spirit is spoken of
people smile and speak of religious
attitudes. Spirituality doesn't mean
religion; it may be defined as highly
developed mentality, made so simple
that it radiates and is an instrument
of good to other people. It is the
freedom given by the elements, dressed
in the civilized form of education. It
is the fluttering soul of an individual,
high above the mind, that smiles from
the eyes and radiates in every
thought, word and gesture."
"This spirituality can be applied to
the most trlval things of life. Sim
plicity is its- keynote, and therefore
the beautiful girl is the natural girl.
The natural girl does not rely upon
the cold cream of today for her beau
tiful complexion. She never maintains
that water ruins the skin and insists
upon enlarging her pores with every
unnecessary application of cold cream.
The truth of it is that the girl who
does not wash her face is never ab
solutely clean. We never think of
cleansing a baby with cold cream; we
bathe it freely in warm water and
castile soap, with a little borax added
for softening purposes. And this is
exactly what should be done for the
face. Cold cream is all right In its
place, but should never be depended
upon for absolute cleanliness."
"The dangerously beautiful woman
is feminine. By that I don't mean ef.
feminite, the kind of a woman who
screams and faints at the slightest
provocation, but the woman who pre
fers the soft drift of a frill to the
balloon ascension effects that are ao
much in evidence today. The woman
Miss Virginia Pearson.
who emanates the dainty fragrance of
orris root in perference to the strong
er and heavier perfumes and sachets'.
Davsev Mavme and Her Folks
FRANCES L. GARSIDE
WHEN Daysey Mayme Appleton
failed to keep up with her class
mates in the public school, and
waa Bent to one of those asylums for
backward brains, known as an exclu
sive private school, her mother ex
plained her delinquency by saying
that she is "so temperamental."
It is the fashionable way for de
scribing everything slow from brains
up. Or rather, down, since the brains
are supposed to be located in the top
of the head.
Buttons off are the badge of the
temperamental. A general disregard
of the comfort of others, a habit of
looking out Into the night, yearning
and longing for answer to the prob
lem of life's mystery till the dishes
are done, and a contempt for all that
is sweetly commonplace, are char
acteristics of one who Is tempera
mental, and Daysey Mayme had them
Her mother was satisfied with her;
mothers always are. That is their
most flagrant virtue. Her father was
Lysander Jehn ordered Daysey
Mayme to attend a course of lectures
to get something into her alleged
brains. She went, with astonishing
results, as her diary will show:
"The subject—l am not quite sure
what the subject was, something
about the Justification of idealism as
applied to somebody who lived some
where a great many years ago. He
showed pictures and they were very
•interesting, though the hats the
women wore in that day were not at
all becoming. I really prefer the
movies to the stereopticon, for the
pictures in the movies display more
modern styles. In the stereopticon
last night a girl showed her ears, and
didn't wear a split skirt. It seemed
to me I never saw anything quite
so immodest as the manner in which
she showed her ears.
"He quoted Gray's 'Elegy,' which
reminded me that I will have my
new suit of gray, and when he said
that to somebody. I have forgotten
who, reality was always a romance, I
A TALK WITH VIRGINIA PEARSON
; "The woman who is willingly a
trifle extravagant in order to gain
possession of something that will add
longed to have lived In those days
when a maiden stepped out on her
balcony to hear a serenade from be
low, though a fire escape might do
just as well If one had the lover be
low. It is wonderful what he said
about character as against mere
achievement. I have always thought
If I had the character it was more
than other women's mere achieve
ment. I am glad I went. It was like
going to church. I decided so many
things about my new fall clothes,
which would have been Impossible to
any one who lacked my powers of
concentration. I saw some women
taking notes of the lecture, but sup
pose the poor things have to do some
thing like that to get their minds off
themselves. With me it is different,
I INTERNAL EVIDENCE !
At a certain college custom ordains
that at examination time each of the
candidates shall write the following
pledge at the bottom of his papers:
"I hereby declare, on my honor, that
I have neither given nor received as
sistance during the examination."
Now, recently, it so happened that a
young fellow, after handing in one of
the papers, suddenly remembered that
In his haste he had omitted to write
the oath. On the following day,
therefore, he sought out one of the
examiners and told him that he had
forgotten to put the required pledge
on his paper.
The old man looked at him over the
top of his glasses and dryly remarked:
"Quite unnecessary. Tour paper in
itself is sufficient evidence. I've Just
been correcting it."
"There is a tide In the affairs of
men." said the man who habitually
quotes Shakespeare, "which, taken
at the flood, leads on to fortune."
"Yes," replied the man who had
married an heiress. "I remember the
tide that led to my fortune well."
"What tide was that?"
"It was an eventide and we were
sitting in the garden.''
definitely to her personality. The
woman whose dress seems a part of
her, who affects softly hanging drap
eries and eschews all tight clothing,
who is able to so stamp a room with
her personality, that one can feel her
presence without a real tangible proof
of the fact. The woman who is
womanly, who awakens wonder in the
heart of man because she is so truly
feminine, so absolutely desirable."
Isn't Miss Pearson right? Aren't
there innumerable girls who are af
fecting masculinity just because it
comes in accordance with some of the
perverted ideas of the day?
"And one thing more," says Miss
Pearson, confidentially, "spirituality
is not given to man to possess, and
man longs for that which he can not
understand. Therefore, man not only
needs but wants the spiritual woman,
and none but the spiritual woman Is
ever truly feminine."
RUBBING IT IN |
He had taken and furnished a small
office, on the door of which he
had inscribed, "J. Hard, Consulting
Kngineer." Underneath was set forth
that his hours of work were from 10
to 6, but, so far, not a soul had come
to disturb them or to consult him
about anything—not even the pur
chase of a penny stamp.
Even the boy In the offlce opposite
was openly contemptuous, and poor
Hard could not help feeling depressed.
One morning he went out to lunch,
and, as usual, pinned a card on the
door and wrote on it, "Shall be back
In an hour."
On his return he found added to
these words, in a boyish scrawl.
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