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wmmmmmmmmmmmmsmmmsssamm ---WW'W 'WtiK!Wti'WWiWt ' HM WBHBWfKHl Tr 10 - --i'Wgypp'fr ' ' WMMipiWWW EVENINft LEDGERPHILADELPHIA, aiOftfiAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1914. WHAT EVERY WOMAN WANTS TO KNOW-THINGS THAT INTEREST MAID AND MATRON 31 f ELLEN ADAIR MEETS ABOARD SHIP ONE OF NATURE'S COURTIERS Lonely Scotchman From the Island of Islay Confides in English Girl Tale of His Home. VII. The rise and dreadful fall of the At lantic Ocean! Why, I think that com pared with It the rise and fall of the Roman Empire Itself must have been the merest trifle. One sits upon the deck and sees the strango gymnastics of the sea. For up, up, up the ocean surges till one thinks the boat must swamp. Then down, down, down the racing waters fly, while long and shuddering vibrations shake the ship from stem to stern. A certain very human analogy might easily be drawn Just here, but there are times when, even for the embellishing of a tale, a parallel had best be left alone. Let It sufllce to say that mal-de-mer has never troubled mo. My cablnmates were all laid low, a melancholy band. Be tween the paroxysms I know they pray ed that wo might hit the bottom, For after leaving Queenstown on the second day, when evening came we met the great Atlantic rollers. W'c pitched and rolled, but oh! I loved the white foam and the blinding sprny! The steerage deck that was so gay was now like a deserted battlefield. With lowered Hag and pale green look, the would-be conquerors of the sea had fled below, I eat alone and meditated on tho van quished heroes. A lowering sky gloomed on that threatening sea. The forward first-class deck was quite deserted, too; behind me and aboe on the second-class, a few adventurous souls were cautiously pac ing the rolling dock. But in the steer age I was all alone Above the loud vibrations of the screw I heard a sudden melody, clear and dis tinct. The voice was nearby; the voice was a man's, a deep rich bailtone, and the air was strangely familiar. Where had I heard that wild strange air be fore? I listened Intently. "Lochrber no more: O. Lmlnber no mor. t shall -navbe return to Lochaber no more." The liquid notes were full of a yearn ing sadness. Where, oh, where, had I once heard that lovely melody? A SOI.DIEIVS FUNERAL. The present scene now slowly faded, and In Its place I saw the great Trafalgar Square of London as It looked one sum mer afternoon long years ago. A long, sad procession of soldiers slowly followed a single gun-carriage bearing something draped over with one gr-at flag, the Union Jack and on that flag there rested a solitary sword and helmet The Min hone on that long line of kilted Scottish soldiers and glancrd on every gleaming i helmet. It was that great regiment of j the race, the Gordon Highlanders, tho I bravest and the finest fighting men that I Britain ever owned. With their mag- I nlflcent physique, each man a giant and ' a hero, they slowly swung along, as If it ' were the heather of their native hills and . glens they trod, and not the grimy as- phalt of the London streets. i Two pipers In the Gordon kilt and tar- I tan headed that sad procession, and from j their pipes a real old Highland Lament -rang through Trafalgar Square For a Highland otneer and a gentleman was being borne on that quiet gun-carriage to I his last long resting place. i "Farewell tn I,orhaber. Lochatier no more. I t shall r.mjb return to l.,othaljer no more " The riderless charger who was slowlv led beside that quiet gun-caniage neighed in an eerie, heart-broken fashion. I know he understood his empty laildl. and mourned his master with a mourning regiment. Dear Gordon Highlanders! A soldier's funeral Is the saddest sight The singer on the steerage deck now came In view, a tall, broad-shouldered youth. His clothes were of the roughest homespun, patched and darned. He had the shabbiest, yot the grandest air for he was one of Nature's gentlemen. A cour tier might well have envied tho gallant way he howed and doffed his threadbare cap, as If I were a princess, ho a prince. I knew at once he was a Highlander. ' "Madame," sald he, and 1 knew that i words did not come easily to him In tho English, "wo are companionless. and one of us Is ferry homesick It will be honor ing mo to talk with sou. 'Tls better used I am to speak the Gaelic." "I have enjoyed jour song," I said. "And do jou come from tho Lochaber I district: ' He shook his head. "I am an Islay man," said he, "and going out beyond the seas to make a fortune But Islay will be calling all the time!" "The Island of Islay," I said, "does It not He out In the Hebrides of Scotland?" He nodded slowly, and his face, young, wonderfully handsome, lit up with a new glow and a remembrance. It was tho face of a dreamer, a seer, and on It was the clear prophetic- gaze peculiar to the sea-slit Highlanders of Scotland They live so close to Naturo that they have a "second sight 'and Nature i3 their onlv "medium " " 'Tls lnneh I -.is f-!iis m th s plac " aid he, -and so I sang my saddst song ail the time I n-ll be t milking that twas i-'WW:iMmKm, m l .lliSra3HK v III f-MmmmMBm m i 'BJ4S53HB1H ''kJK'WiMMmMMmaSzM. WK?0MiWmMtMt&URfrB "MMUimsSmwsSm WW' i WWmWmmSPKm lllll ct S-mmiMWmMtSBmMKt HOME-KNITTED COAT SWEATERS TO MEET SCARCITY OF TOGS War May Have Serious Effect on the Price of Out-of-door Garments for Children. CHILD'S SWEATER COAT BEFORE THE SANDMAN COMES Just tho sea-mews heard! But now I see I had another listener. You are a leddy, I'm a crofter's son. But 'tis the kindest eye3 you have I'm thinking they are like the mountain tnrn among the peats of Islay or those deep pools the sea will leave among tho rocks." "Tell mo about Islay, please," said I embarrassed. THE TALE Or ISLAY. iTt.. Cirktt nlniu ni anHti " e n 11 li HiV Jllicai )Jiu.,; uii vni vtt ciwu it . " - -- , . 7 "And 'tis the finest view In Scotland icgaiuiy ihudico a Ult ot hsll lootl. from our shieling. The roof Is only I "1 don't! I feel like a fish!" cx thatch, you know, but then that means claimed his companion. "I never tho birds nest there! All day my mother j heard of such a creature as you are. sits and spins, while I work in the fields You always pretend something or ?r.at.1th"lnS- Sh haS " Ensluh' ! feel as if you arc something won- ifrt., Bin- en tt-11 T c -i 1 rl nnln 1 UCriUl SOMETIMES I feel very like a fairy," said a little goldfish. He swished his tail round and round in the big glass bowl of water and said ngaln. Tls a ferry poor hand I will be at tho singing." said he modestly, "but every thing sings all day long in Islav. The sea sings on the rocks, and nftcr rainy nights the burns In spate are singing down the hillsides. "Tls brooks In flood top of the water, then darted down and swam around the bottom of the bowl before he quite made up his mind what to reply. "Ot course all that you say is true, partner," he finally said, "but why talk about it? Why not forget it?" Now. Dream's nartnrr in thp ficli "Now, you know perfectly well that you are a goldfish and that you arc shut up solidly in this tiny bowl, so what is the ttsc of pretending?" The first goldfish, whose name, hv you will' be calling them, but we say i the way. was Dream, softly nosed the burns in spate and then tne ea-mews and the curlews always call, and In the woods the plnctrees and the birches sing and In the fields the reapers sing all dav." "But Islav is a lonelv place, a sort of klnsdom In tho sea?" I said. " 'Tls Just a kingdom nnd we all are kings." said he. "For all tho moors ana Mills arm Kirns ;ire uura. ui never i jovl Was lonely: l Know a utiio loennn in xno pines. At night the curlews call among Its reeds and In tho long deep heather, grous and ptarmigan are hid. We hae our Highland chieftain, too, the great MacDonald of the Isles the King's own friend he Is nnd at the Oban Games last year he was a ludge. I tossed the caher at these games last year a heavy pine It was and Cameron of Lochlel with the Duke of Argvll were Judging, too, but Lord MacDonald ga-e the prize to me!" "You love your Island In the Hebrides?" I said ngaln. "To my dving dav!" said he fervently, I "and 'tls this vers of poetry will be i showing it " He leaned against the steer- J nan rail, nnd I Raw again the seer's look i upon his handsome face. j "From the lone shieling and the misty Island Mountains divide us, and a world of named Really Trulv be cause He had such a really truly little short tail! So short it seemed as if it couldn't possibly belong to a goldfish. Dream's tail was large and "sprcady" and so dainty and filmy that it seemed at times to have no more substance than a dream that was the way Dream got his name, you sec. Really Truly couldn't forget things ONE of the first considerations for out-of-doors garments for children Is warmth without undue weight, It Is In this particular that the sweater cont excels, and white It Is not suitable for stale or festive occasions, It Is an ndmlrablo garment for play or evsryday wear, and distinctly picturesque Into ths bargain. Today's Illustration shows a sweater coat of champagne-colored silk, fastened with knitted buttons of the saime color, nnd tied with a sash ending In tassels. The cap exactly matches the sweater In color, weave and trimming, ns there Is a button on one side and a tassel on the other. It is an excellent model, either for pur chase or for home manufacture. It has been designed on the most simple. lines, and the sweater was never meant to be ornate, although It sometimes Is. It Is knitted with the regulation stitch, but the sash prevents It from looking either plain or severe. Any one at all skilled In knitting would And It an easy model to copy. There are several grades of wool that could be substituted for the silk, and any color, either light or dark, could bo chosen In tho place of the champagne color of the Illustration, Although it Is early In the year to speak of Christmas, the rumor has started, and keeps on growing, that there will be a dearth of toys and playthings this year. Some of the toy shops and department stores that make Na showing of such things received their supplies from Eu rope before the war broke out. They are probably In the minority. If tho prices go up In proportion to the scarcity of the articles It will make rough sledding for many householders. It Is commonly said that the number of children Is in reverse ratio to the worldly goods of the parents, which may be tho law of compensation manifesting Itself obscurely. But If the prices of toys are prohibitive the children must not go without gifts. A gny-colored cap and sweater would delight the heart of any child, and it Is surpiislng how quickly they reach com pletion when they are started and worked on In thr odd moments that otherwise might pass with nothing to show. And, furthermore, knitting Is recom mended by physicians as a sedative to nerves. waited a minute to be sure that he was through. He wasn't! "And I don't like this room," he went on. "I want the children to stand around and watch us as they used to so there I" Dream looked prctty solemn; you sec. he liked all those things, too. And even a goldfish's troubles sound pretty dreadful if they are said right out all together that way! I hen he remember how foolish it t. ' ,.", , .. " ; " 1 J!ll I1C 1 UIUCIIIIJUL IIUW 1UU1I3U J L as Dream did, and if anything un- ;s to worry about troubles or to think pleasant or disagreeable happcrw he about things one can't have. -... ..... v-,v...j hUv,u t n...,tiiiu.-i-, ! suppose tliats all true," lie an ,iA i . .. t .-.,,, . swered wii, i i-itu i lorgci it, ne answered urcain. i nate tins little bit of a seas. I 1 want to be back at the store But still the heart Is true. th heart Is whcre I came from. I want to swim Awdreams behold the Hebrides!" I . . uk where I didn't have want to dart through that lovely cas tle of coral and stones we had there!" He talked so vigorously that he quite panted for breath, and Dream Really Truly, and then he added calmly, "but you sec I don't . , . . . 3 d A kUiUIISII IUUU. uowi ana tins siuy little piece of coral "Nt0?.. excia;me(1 Rcaiy Truly, in the bottom! i '.0, I don't," replied Dream. con Dear me. exclaimed Dream, "what . .ji.. . ,:... t , ,, IVIU(.UIV. JX 1. , illiniums UK1-' -1- 13 W , -l ,1111 MISTER WIND ny MALCOLM S. JOHNSTON j I am mad at you, bad Mister Wind, For the web that the spider had i spinned; You twisted and tore, And she'll have to once more Fix the ends she had carefully pinned. And I wish I could whistle like you, And could play everywhere as you do; And you don't go to sleep When the little stars peep. But can play all the day and night, too. copyright i a cloud in a niaKe-nciievc sky. just now I am a fairy queen dressed for a balll" And he circled gracefully round the bowl, flirting his gorgeous chiffon train in gay delight as he added, "and make-believe is fua just try it and see!" Tomorrow The Little Red Crayon. Copyright, 10H, by Clara Ingram Judson. f ,. New French Neckwear HAND-EMBROIDER Y AND REAL LACE ROLLING COLLARS plain white or in the daring, semi-barbaric colorings now used with such charm ing effect. VESTEES with the "touch" great variety. FRENCH GUIMPBS with military collars. The New Bedouin Scarf Distinctly clever styles and many of them, Special Wonderful line of Rolling Collars at 50c. Made in America. J -B-SHEPPARD OLSONS 1008 CHESTNUT STREET l - i ' - ' ' ' - : -L '"' 'i',..r George Allen, inc. 1214 Chestnut Street i..t.'.- r-.-! " .." m 1 , L. fl Fall and Winter 1 (W ;--. Opening lllgii OF MILLINERY S$ S . est. m , X SILKS, LACES j u W AND TRIMMINGS m I VI SWeAllerUnc I 7V- L:MClle3liiut5lrw r L J lrJI r ..; Ji .s 't fiifi m XL -. x.n,tcJW"' s .""L. ia K "c?i6i; " Kk Iff is . m MRS. IMOGENE B. OAKLEY Philadelphia woman commends the French people for their calm during the trying days of the mobilization. CIVIC ASSOCIATION WORKER TELLS FRENCH EXPERIENCES In her charming apartment at the Gladstone, Eleventh nnd Pine streets, Mrs. Imogen B. Oakley cheerfully re counted her European experiences, for elic has Just returned from Franco, and glad she Is to bo nt homo again. Accom pnnle'd by Miss Ella Robb, secretary of the Civic Club In this city, Mrs. Oakley sailed for the shores of Brlttnny early In July, where she spent ono happy month, and then proceeded on to Tours. On her arrival shi was greeted with vague news of tile war, but did not feel unduly alarmed. However, the seriousness of the position for Americans abroad was brought sharp ly home to her on the following morn ing. On going out to get some checks cashed she discovered, ruefully, that not a soul would cash them. The French landlady proved a good friend In trouble; she immediately said, "Madame will stay ns long as she likes and will pay mo next year." Indeed, to stay In Tours was the only possible thing to do. for all the trains wore used for mobilization pur poses, nnd even had she had the money Mrs. Onkley could not have left. The daughter of the Inte George F. Bner was In a. like predicament nt Tours, and was nlso forced to stay. For two weeks she had to do without her favorite after noon cup of ten, since she was unablo to pay for it. "I want to tell you this specially," said Mrs. Oakley In her eager, vivacious way; "the American Express Company was the first ono tlint cashed our checks, and when It did, It paid In full. All tho hotels took tho American Express Com pany's checks, saying- that they knew they would bo paid In a few months. "We were so desperately anxious to see the chntcnu In the valley of the Iolre," continued Mrs. Oakley, "yet It looked ns If our chances of doing so were slim. We could not even nfford to send a postcard homo to say where we were; ALLTHATYOUGETHEREIS EXTItA TINE .IEHSBV riU'I.TItV AND TINE WHITE I'EKIN DUCKS The latter tire ultra choice nnd well meated. Fresh cgs received dally. Mnll or phone orders ulven careful anil prompt at tention. We deliver anywhere. Prices al ways reasonnblc. '.A. Bender READING TERMINAL MARKET Stalin VOO-G08-R10 we had no monoy. Then p. delightful thing happened for ua. A) man from Brooklyn, who was touring In his auto burst a. tire, and was forced to stay in Tours, for he, too, had no money i, tho end of two weeks, my friend and It got some money through the American Express Company, but this unfortunau man had n Brown-Shipley letter of cred It, and could not get It cashed. Mo cam to us and said that If wa would give hlra money to mend his tire, ho would mote? tts around the chateau. Needless to say wo heartily agreed. ' "The lolro Is too beautiful for words." snld Mrs. Oakley, "You know It Is called tho 'Garden of France.' Crop after cron of strawberries appears thero In a slnu season, for tho climate Is so equable and delightful that everything grows rapidly "At Chanonceaux a melancholy French woman, whoso husband had Just left for tho war, showed us round the old chateau. 'Mon marl est alio a lri guerrei' wan hftr nnA nrv. wMIa tfln.. iaa .. , ,. ....w v..au m;jjt run ning down her cheeks. She could hoi u.uu vAf'ituu t tiiuiuio iu uo, as tne tears kept trickling down her nose, and It wt so Infectious that wo Jolnod In, too. "At thA And nf Alleltnt wa laf - . sellles, to catch tho first chance of'get! tint? a irnnri ntpninAr hnma MHn - Mrs. Oakley. "Wo had n dreadful Jour. ncy uuwn ior iwo aaya only a Btals sandwich or two to cat, nnd sitting bolt upright night nnd day. At midnight ones we got out for a four hours' wait at . little station called Chasse. Tou cannot sit In tho first-class waiting-room, for It l for tho officers,' sold tho statlonmastef to me. 'I have a first-class ticket, and hero I stay,' I said decidedly. 'I shall bo glad to have tho ofTiccrs Join us. Show them In.' But no, ho Insisted, wo must get out. He threatened: he Implored 'No, I will not go sit third class," 6ad I. These officers would not come In, but peered at Intervals through tho window! "I wish to say," concluded Mrs. Oakley "how very much I admired tho calm self control on tho part of tho French soldiers and people: not tho slightest sign 0f boasting, nor hysteria, nor vain talk wai there. AH was done quickly, silently and methodically." This winter Mrs. Oakley Intends to con tinue her efforts In abating city noises, and In her prominent position on the American Civic Association will doubt less have a busy and a useful time. Correspondence of general Interest to women readers will be printed on this page. Such correspondence should be addressed to the Woman's Editor, Evening Ledger. M At the rv Sign of k THE GREEN DRAGON gS "The Little Studio Upstairs" and the Tea House at 214 South Fifteenth St. will reopen for the season Tuesday, September 22. The service will in clude luncheon, afternoon tea, in formal suppers or dinners. Meals served to those HvinR in apartments. Rooms reserved for special lunch cons, teas or dinners. What Shall I Get for Dinner ? 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