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SLEEPY-TIME TALES CT»c *•■«•** JIMMY RABBIT . ONCE MORE Lx;BMRTiJ%SCOTT BAILER CHAPTER XL. Hunting for Mr. Rabbit's Slippers. Just as they had planned, Mr. and Mrs. Rabbit and their son, Jimmy, set out on a long Journey through the woods to hunt for Mr. Rabbit’s slippers, which their neighbor had tossed away when Mr. Rabbit was chasing him. As they followed the tracks of the night before, In the snow, they could see plainly the print of the slippers. They were Mr. Rabbit's. There was no mistaking them. They were not mates. One had a heel; the other had none. One was a No. 6. the other was a No. 12. And they were both “lefts." They made the tracks of their wearer look as if he were con tinually on the point of turning tt bis right, without actually swerving aside. After traveling half the morning the Rabbit family came to a spot where the tracks suddenly changed. * No longer did the marks of Mr. Ptab bit's slippers beckon them onward. Instead, the bare footprints of a bunny led through the forest, to gether with Mr. Rabbit's own trail as he had followed the night before. "Here.” said Mr. Rabbit, ”is where he took off my slippers. What he did with them is more than I know.” "We ought to look all around." Mrs. Rabbit suggested. "Mr. Bunny may have thrown the slippers into the bushes almost anywhere.” So they began to search carefully But not a sign of the slippers could they find. "Mr. Bunny may have carried the slippers with him and hidden them iust before you caught him,” said Mrs. Rabbitt to her husband. So they moved along the trail that Mr. Bunny and Mr. Rabbit had made i he night before^ On both sides the Rabbit family searched carefully. They found nothing like a slipper Though once Mr. Rabbit's hopes w-ere raised for a moment, when little Jim my called out, "Oh, Pa! Here's a slip fper-y elm tree!” When Mr. Rabbit heard t%ie last part of Jimmy’s speech his face fell. “If that was meant for a Joke It is a very poor one,"’ Mr. Rabbit said severely. “Pon’t scold the child,” Mrs. Rab-1 bit chided her husband. “He’s trying to help." “But this is no Joking matter,” Mr. Rabbit complained. "And Jimmy hasn't helped me at all. I do wish he wouldn't Interrupt me with his nonsense.” Mr. and Mrs. Rabbit had both plunged into the bushes and run to v;>^t*r] j « £ee what you’ve been and $one and dona sowl” Mr Eabbit bellowed wards-!!immy. when he called to his ikther. And now. as they stood talk ing, Mrs. Rabbit's gaze fell Idly upon tl’.e slippery elm tree that Jimmy had found. . All at once she moved forward two jump9. "What's that up there in the slip pery elm tree?” she cried. “Is it — can It be — yes! it is one of your slippers!” Mr. Rabbit’s glum face broke into a broad smile. “Hurrah!” he shouted. “Hur And then he stopped right In the mid dle of his second hurrah. “There's only one Flipper up there," he wailed. "I need a whole pair.” "Here's the other one!" Mrs. Rab bit exclaimed. And she pounced up on something under a scrubby hem lock and held It up. It was the sec ond slipper. “Hurrah!” Mr. Rabbit began again. "Hur-” And once more he stopped. “Oh, dear!” ho said with a groan. "How can I ever get that slipper out of the tree?” “I'll knock It down!" little Jimmy squealed. And snatching the slipper out of his mother's paw, he hurled it into the slippery elm tree. It stuck there, in a crotch. And then both the slippers were out of his father's reach. "See what you’ve been and gone and done now!" Mr. Rabbit bellowed. (Copyright, 1923.) Parents’ Problems Should girls In high school be al lowed to attend dances? Occasional private dances and school affairs are all right, but girls of this age should not be allowed to attend public dances or to dance in hotels or restaurants. In the last two classes of young men called to military service in France there were nearly 30,000 il literates. More than 13,000 of this number cannot read nor write. What Did Mrs. Durkee See in (lie Next Motor Car? Bess Dean!" I repeated Incredulous- j ly. and, Indeed, for r bewildered sec- , ond or two 1 had hard work to sum mon the girl’s Imago to my mental retina, filled with perturbed vision*! of rluire Foster and Edith Fairfax. ! With her departure from the Cats kill home of Robert Savarin's sister, ■ Mrs. Cosgrove, where her attempts [to chain Dicky to the chariot wheels of her vanity had met with such lg 1 nominious defeat, Bess Dean had van ished so completely out of my remem- | brance—1 suppose because of Dicky's indifference to her was so patent—I that little Mrs. Durkee's reference to ! her startled me. "Yes. Bess Dean, drnt her!" my lit tle neighbors said vindictively, "I j never saw anybody with such pure I unadulterated gall in my life.” ".She has a good deal of effrontery. I'll admit," I said slowly, many in stances of this particular characterls- [ tic of Bess Dean’s creeping back into | my mind. "But I don't think there's any real harm in her.” "Madge Graham. I'll turn you over I my kneo in another minute," Her Fluffiness sputtered. As I top her by Problems That Perplex Answered by BEATRICE FAIRFAX_ The Lonesome Kvil. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 20 and wondering what is wrong with ine. I am longing for a little company now and then. I have lots of girl, friends, but no boy friends. I am of a quiet disposition and when among the boys am at a loss what to saw LONESOME. You are not friendly. Friendship is a give and take thing and kindness begets kindness. Probably many of the boys with whom you feel so shy and tongue-tied are just as lonely and feel just as aw kward as you do. Try , forgetting yourself and seeking ways ! to put bashful young men at ease. All youth longs for companionship. He a good pal io the hoys you meet. Try to make tliem feel comfortable. Reach out to them with the same kindly feelings you show to girls, and rest assured that you will find your own attitude reflected In the men you meet. Looking for Honest Man. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young woman at present unattached, and have a charming little daughter, a child any man might be proud of. I am also a good pal type. I play an absolutely fair game with a rnan yet —would you believe it, 1 su m to meet only the cad sort who try to take ad vantage of me. Is it because I am so honest and title or what? I am tired of being a reformer of men, I want one who is really good, naturally. FLORENCE B. Don't boast of the fair game you play, while you are ail the while looking for double dealing on the p art of men. We get what we look for Start be lieving that the other folks are as honest as you are, and get yourself into the habit of feeling that loyalty begets loyalty. See if this fair atti tude won't produce In others the feel ing that they owe you a square deal. My Marriage Problems Adele Garrison’* New Phase of "Revelations of a Wife." aver a foot, she giggled at her own words as soon as they had left her lips, but went on pettishly: Mrs. Durkee Is Worried. "I don't know whether It’s that Puritan conscience of yours or Just plain cussedness that makes you al ways defend another woman.” she stormed. "I thank goodness I'm not so scrupulous. I can see plenty of harm In a pert piece like Bess Dean, but Leila's got that southern hospi tality stuff so deep in her that she's as big a fool as you are. Besides, she wouldn't see or believe any evil of anybody till it came and hit her right on the end of her nose like a bumblebee. Rut I can tell you—” I interrupted her ruthlessly, for I knew she could talk on for another half hour without my getting any real inkling of Iter meaning. "You ought to he ashamed to call me names like 'fool',” I said smiling down on her. "Don't you remember your Bible?” "Of course I do. and 1 feel like a murderer right now'.” sho flashed back. "I could string Bess Dean, Leila and you all up in a row. Eess Dean for her cussedness, and you other two for your dumbness.' "Suppose you tell me what she's done,” I said, "and perhaps I’ll help you rig up the gallows?” “I ll bet you ve had reason enougn to, in your time,” she retorted shrewd ly, “but I know the Dicky-bird, she isn’t his style, it’s only a half baked idiot like Alf, who would find any thing attractive about her.” My lips quirked at the vision *»f little Mrs. Durkee's rage should she hear anybody els* apply the epithet “half baked idiot" to her beloved only son. But I wisely made no comment upon her < hoice of words. T simply reiterated with pretended impatience: “Tell me what she’s done, woman, or you’ll drive me mad." "She’s miking a dead ret at Alf, that’s wh.it she > doing," Her Jfluffi ness said with a vicious little * lamp ing together of her lips. Oh! I don't mean any vamp stuff. B**ss Deihn s too cold blooded and too clever for anything of that kind. But she s th" kind who can't stand it unless she has some man dangling in her train, and you know what kind of single men are loose In these surburban towns around here. She’s clever about it, too. X tell you. She always pre tends to come to see me—Oh, she's simply daffy about me—to hc-ar her tell It! And I can't get rid of her to save my life. Xiow can you when a girl is always coddling up to you and bringing you little things? You can’t say, ’Now, I'm onto your little game,’ can you?” I laughed tenderly at her pertumea j face. "1 can't imagine your doing It," I | said, "but perhaps >'°u really are the j attraction." •*0h, Madge, I-colt—There—" "Fine chance,” she scoffed. "Mind you, she always times her visits to me , when Alf is home, and' every fciatur day morning she takes the same train j he does to the city—Bays she has classes at Columbia. I'll bet they’re classes in plain and fancy vamping. "But, surely, Alf doesn’t pay any attention to her,” I-said, honestly per turbed at this revealation of Bess Dean’s effrontery, with its possible ef fect upon gentle Leila Durkee s hap piness. "Not yet," she answered. 'If he did, I’d take a hickory gad to him If It was the last thing I ever did. But you never can tell how a campaign like that will turn out. Oh, Madge, look—there—” Her voice changed from Its petty I haranguing tone to a muffled shriek i of terror. We had driven through the park, and returning were now one of ihe crowd of cars thronging Fifth i avenue. My eyes followed her pointing fin ger to a limousine almost abreast of ours, but all I saw was a hand pulling down the shade in the car window next to us. Uncle Sam Says Cheese Making. 1 * ‘heese may be made at any time of the year, and when there is a surplus of milk during certain seasons, cheese making offers an exceptionally advantageous means of conserving for later use milk which otherwise might !>e wasted. 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