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A Merry Qhristmas
---—-- AND — A Happy New Year C. S. CUNNINGHAM, Funeral Director, 18Ui Hull St., South Richmond, Va. You’ll find both service and satisfaction here. Orders taken and service rendered too at H. L. MINOR’S EMBALM1NG ESTABLISH!!ENT, 507 N. Fifth Street. Both Places Convenient at All Hours. Main Office Phone, Ran. 4184--:--Residence Phone, Ran. 3167 Embalmer Minor’s Phone, Randolph 3052. Latest Style Equipment. Prompt Service. Reasonable Prices About Ifout Health Things You Should Know .by John Joseph Caines, M. D* New Year Resolutions Most people limit their "swear ;-ig off” at the first of the year, to tobatco, whisky and lying. How -aithfully we observe our new ' ledges, must be left to history to reveal. But, the effort is worthy o ways. Much more pertinent, it seems to -lie, would be to assume some sol emn obligations with regard to our habits of eating, since everybody cats—and many dine to their sor row. I would like to impress a few id as that I have tried to empha size with the readers of our paper for -.he past four years—and, I as sure you, that they are based on years of experience, both within myself, and many patients; I am sure these thoughts are worth while: 4 First, let us pledge ourselves that we will not over-eat during the coming year. Second, we will look out for the symptoms of over-diet, such as fullness, sour stomach, nausea, gas, “heart-burn,” and bringing up par ticles of food after meals; if such should occur, we promise to at once think cf *hc cause, and make •no more mistakes of that kind. Third, let us very firmly decide ijc: to eat dinner at six o’clock, the hour when the body should begin its most important season of rest. Fourth, that wc will begin each day’s work with a body fortified by i good, intelligent breakf*st < th! i rately, at an hour when is ci. irely unneccssar? "V ‘ we v ill try tn lc*rn of the v ’■ • c-d i. eal. and tem;>erate i- thereto, knowing the t ■ toOii in wholesome variety, t .... y the ronuirements of our i oUie- only. To be quite the thing this year each gift must have its modern touch-even if it’s only in the wrapping. And what an opportunity to in dulge in modernistic objects the season offers! There is the new pottery, modern sculpture and mo tifs applied to useful accessories; modern fabrics developed in scarfs, kerchiefs and baps—an endless list of fascinating things to tempt us. Many stores are providing smart' modernistic boxes as containers for otherwise conventional gifts—and so achieve the effect of novelty. If you contemplate giving such usual things as plain handkerchiefs, hose, gloves, stationery, for example— remember a flashing modern box of gold and black and silver costs but a few cents extra—and gives the gift a surprise quality that makes it doubly appreciated. Vegetarian Menu Cream of corn soup Sweet potato croquettes Creamed onions Grilled tomatoes Beet and egg salad Apple pic, cheese Non-stimulating drink Afternoon Tea Cake Half cup butter, 1 cup sugar, creamed well; add beaten yolks of 2 eggs, then slowly add cup milk, 2 cups prepared cake flour sifted with 2 level teaspoons bak ing powder, and fold in stiffly beat en whites of two eggs. Bake in small loaf pan and serve while fresh. Escalloped Cauliflower and Ham Sca'ld 1 pint milk, add 2 ta blespoons butter, seasoning and 3 tablespoons quick-cooking tapioca and cook 15 minutes. Put layer of mixture in buttered baking dish, then layer of cooked cauliflower and chopped ham and sprinkle witji buttered crumbs. Bake in moderafe oven. - Chocolate Walnut Jelly Chop Y> cup English walnuts and Yi dozen figs. Bring pint of milk to boiling point, and dissolve in it a package of chocolate flavored gelatin. When beginning to hard en, add nu'.s and fruit. Mold and serve with cream. For Spotted Windows If there are any finger marks i •windows or mirrors you need rut clean the entire surface. Just dip ' a cloth in ammonia and rub lightly over the spots. “Urnj Stoats” By Cedle Charming, gracious, aristocratic —ETHEL BARRYMORE (in “The Kingdom of God") shows us the velvet mode in one of its most flattering conceptions—an ensem ble in dark green velvet with trim ming of white fox. A band of the fur is applied in one-sided effect to the lower edge of the half-length jacket, and one skin is laid softly across the shoul ders. Beneath tne coat the lines c* the gown mold to the figure, gath ering low in the front to provide fullness for the skirt, which has a , slightly uneven hemline to conform with the dipped lines of the coat. _ For the tall, lithe figure there is much inspiration to be gained from this costume, which, in spite of its suggestion of richness, remains ex tremely simple. For the New School Frock To the .girl in her teens no gift is more acceptable than the gift of an extra frock to carry back to school after holidays. Whether :t be a new printed silk, a plain silk in one of the very latest shatiu, a 1 tweed ensemble or a ‘‘medium weight” jacket suit makes little dif ference—just so it's somethin *. new. These costumes arc a I equally smart and serviceable for the school girl’s wardrobe. New Sweater Styles The sweater, too, makes a most acceptable gift for a'U who are fond of sports. Several of the new mod els show the double-breasted clos ing and rolling collar of brushed I wool. Another new design hr' a notched collar and lapels in r.;r." tailored fashion. There is an ab sence of beltc. and designs let. 1 toward the modern. New Co!)a"s Revive CW Frocks Never have collar stales bce:t more varied or more clever tl e game of refurbishing the part y worn frock. Cape and panel K.e s are in the foreground—^cx;:u:si •: panels of Alencon; cv -•tr.-.-i. - j der models of gee; te or u.t i combined with Alencon c'r \cn-j; lace. And for the erstwhile f at . • neck there are simple strips of ::i- j sertion with pointed ends drr.vrt. through a loop of lace. These-, too make delightful gifts. Eighth Installment WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE Buck Duane, quick on the draw, kills i7»l Blain in self-defense and becomes an Wtlaw. After adventureson the road he (oes to Bland’s cAmp. There he w&Ufldl man named Bosomer and becomes a osom friendof another named Euchrj. le meets Mrs, Bland and also a girl ennie, held prisoner by Bland, whom he rescues after a series of Intrigues In which >ie is forced to deceir^ Mrs. Bland. This leads to Duane’s killing of Bland, tht outlaw leader, and rushing oft with Jei-uie, who Is lost later. Duane roams kmix W iUngers, who had asked to see him. V acNelly is kind to him, and offers him - pardon if he will accept an offer to become a Ranger and go after . Cheseldine 8 ■rang. MacNelly had become interested in Duane after a Miss Lee had spoken in his behalf. Duane promises MacNelly to do him any service. Meanwhile MacNelly >ives Duane much welcome news. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ‘The Governor got mad and flayed us ali'-e. Most rangers were lazy, use less cun-righting shysters! Reed lost his temper. He’s hot for the service. But I kept cool, and told the Governor straight out that if he’d pardon you I'd break up Cheseldine’s gang on the river. That sort of floored the Gover j or. He got interested. “1 talked to him for an hour, ex 7 Lined how there were onl\ two ways vo exterminate CheseWine and the like. Either with an army <* with the ranger service, employing sudh a scout as you. The army idea wasn’t possible. But he vas impressed by the other. He said: Vet an outlaw to catch an outlaw, eh?’ •Then he pondered a while and at Lst rang for his secretary. ‘My j olitical enemies say I’m not liberal minded,’ he went on. ‘Now, I’m go ing to make this a test case of the r nger sendee. I’ll pardon this gun inarp Duane on condition you make him a ranger. That is, he’ll not be par doned until he is a ranger. Then we’ll see how the scheme works out.’ “MacNelly, I want to see this Miss Lee.” said Duane. “I was thinking of that. It’s a good chance. Maybe there’ll never be an other one.” He paused a moment, chewing his cigar. “All right; I see no reason against your meeting her,” he went on. "But let me arrange the ma".' o -nits me. Tomorrow I'll send a rat. -r to Shirley. There’s a train a. ' •• ce. too. Now, let’s turn .ro, Duane. We’ve talked a deal. And croaching of old dark moods fell short and faded. He found his sight agailL And there rushed over him a ride of emotion unutterably sweet and full, strong, like an intoxicating wine, deep as his nature, something glorious and terrible as the blare of the sun to one long in darkness. He had become an outcast, a wander er, a gunman, a victim of circum stances—he had loved and lost and suffered worse than death in that loss —he had gone down the endless bloody trail, a killer of men, a fugitive whose mind slowly and inevitably closed to all except the instinct to survive and a black despair. restraint . . T. . “Jennie—don't mind it—I m rough— I was carried away,” he said. “I never knew lift could be so sweet.” “I don’t mind—I'm glad,” she re plied, slipping out of his arms. “But B breath went—and—and-Come, b sit down here by the window.” She led him to a sofa and the> sat down. It seemed then that each looked at the other with different eyes, hers dark and sad troubled, his glowing and soft, full of wonder. Jennie slipped to her knees and her trembling hands reached up to Duane. “Don’t tell me MacNelly has made you a ranger?” she implored. A Slender Woman in White Stood in the Door And now, with this woman in his arms, her swelling breast against his, in this moment almost of ressurrection, he bent under a storm of passion and joy possible only to him who had en dured so much. “Jennie 1 Jennie I” he whispered un steadily. “No dream—no ghost—but you 1 I didn’t know you.” “Yes, Jennie. And you never knew me!” She stirred and lifted hfer face from his breast. Her hands unclasped from his neck, fell to his shoulders, and caught there. A stain of red came into her white face. “Have I changed —so much—from that time oyer the “That’s it," replied Duane and brought himself to face her. He feared a breakdown or at least a storm of weeping. But apparently she grew calmer now that the truth was out. “He didn’t make you a ranger just for an excuse for the pardon?’’ "No. It’s secret special service." “AhI What is It, Duane?” “I’m to make my way west, find where Qieseldine hides out v.v.h his picked men, get in with them and when they’re ready to ride c,: < •' an other raid or bank robbery I’m to plan a trap so MacNelly can kill them or capttjry them." I was tired before we began. Make foarself a bed there. Good-night. Duane stepped upon the porch and -uig the bell. After what appeared o be a long time a negro maid opened ’ke dfeor. "A—caller to see Miss Lee,” said ' • .one. The maid asked him in. and led him • a parlor. It was a large room, light '.juugh; yet full of unfamiliar shapes, .'le stood there uncertain, "waiting. The v s id returned to say that Miss Lee ». ild be right in. Whoever Miss Lee was, she must *- .« connections with wealthy people. Duane felt long-absent associations be . vivid in his mind. Slowly he turned. A slender woman ru white stood in the door, one hand lingrng to the curtains, the other at 1>-.t breast. She was whiter than her <;ss—as white as a flower. Her eyes ♦ *>re dark, strained, staring, beautiful, jv.e look of them Duane had seen be < e. Ouane’s lips uttered her name, yet he V 1 a vague sense of not hearing his >vn voice. The movement of his lips, is s hand, seemed to animate her. She ’.ad been as still as a statue, and now she was as li shot through and through with life. 1'hat supporting hand upon the curtain appeared to uphold her qu.vering form. “Oh, Duane, don’t you—know me?” She moved, she swept out her hands i.-.d the wonder of her eyes dimmed in a flood of tears. She stepped blindly. Duane’s sight, straining with all the abnormal keeness of stunned faculties l.-ping back to power, caught a slight ! ut unmistakable limp in her step. In a flash all that had been strange ^ >out her vanished. He knew that faltering step. He was bock in another world—one he had seared over in his ne'.rt and closed forever. God! Who are you?’’ he cried hoarsely. Then she r.ivt him, arms nut .*rc iched “Jennie! Jennie! Jennie!” she sob tv.! Swift as light Duane caught her up vr.d held her crushed to his breast. The .vist, like deadening scales, tell from .-iir. He stood holding her tight, with the feel of her warm, throbbing breast and the clasp of her clinging arms as 3esh and blood realities to fight » terrible fear that this was only another and the worst of those moments haunt ed by fantoms. Despite a stunned consciousness, he rrever lost the true sense of the ex quisite life of that moment. He feh her and the might of it was stronger tnan all the demons of h*s unhappy years. Jennie was not dead. She was alive—alive—alive! And he held her cs if - she had been his soul—his strength on earth—his hope of heaven —against his lips. The strife of doubt all past, the en Rim-Rock r “Changed 1 You're not the tame girl I You’ve only that old look in your eyes. I saw you limp—that told me." “I'm still a little lame.” "It was that How everything rushed back! I saw you as on that first day in the cabin. It’s all clearer than the thousand times I've dreamed it. Euchre and Bland and that fierce woman, his wife, and Alloway! The little shack where you hid and nursed me. Jennie, I went back there—lived there a whole year with dreams and ghosts." He shuddered and looked out of the window, far beyond, in cold and sick fancy, to the wilds of desert gorge. Jennie lifted a hand and touched his cheek with ineffable tenderness. “I lived there alone—alone like a crippled wolf. Oh, the lonely nights— the black nights with their faces. But, Jennie, I found one thing—ray salva tion then.’’ He bent over her, looking deep into her dark, wet eyes. “What?” she whispered. “I found I loved you, and one of my bitterest regrets was that you npver knew it/ Hear it now! I love you I I’ve always loved you! I learned to love you there at Bland’s cabin when we planned to save you, But it never came to me till I’d lost you. “Then the memory was all that kept my mind from going. Your eyes used to haunt me, Jennie. I could see them dark and sad and watchful as you peered through the window at me with that woman, Kate Dlar 1. It all cui.ms back. ■“Jennie, you must have much to tell me; and I have much to tell you. Can you tell n;c—you care for me? When I think of what-you must have done I Jennie, haven’t you loved me—a little?" She uttered a low laugh that was half sob and her arms slipped up to his neck again. “A little! I nearly died of love for you.” she whispered. “I’ve never lived a wakeful hour without loving you, longing for you, praying for you. Oh, Duane, Duane, I love you!” Their lips met in their first kiss. The sweetness, the fire, of her mouth seemed so new, so strange, so irrestible to Duane. His sore and hungry heart throbbed with thick and heavy beats. He felt the outcast’s need of love and he gave up to the enthralling moment. She met him half-way, returned kiss for kiss, clasp for clasp, her face scar let her eyes closed, till, her passion and strength spent, she fell back upon his shoulder. Duane suddenly thought she was go ing to faint He divined then that she had understood him, would have oen'ed him nothing, not even her life, hi that moment But she was overcome, and ne suffered a pang of regret at lvis ua “Oh, Heaven! Duane, was it for that MacNelly got your pardon ? He might as well have killed you. To send you on a mission like that! Duane, it’s impossible. With your reputation, your known hatred of border criminal'* —with the death of Bland, Alloway, Hardin, all those outlaws against you, why, it would be utterly hopeless—im possible.” “No, Jennie, not that. It could be done by good management and luck.” “I mean you’d never succeed—and then come back,” said Jennie. “You might do the same out there as you did in Bland’s camp. But the risk’s greater. I remember all about Chesel dine. I’ve never heard his name since we got away from Bland; but now it all comes back—Bland and Alloway, Hardin, too, in their talks. “Duane, let me go back to Mao Nelly.” "What for?” “To entreat him to release you.” “Why, he wouldn’t. He’s keen to do this thing. And I don’t blame him. MacNelly’s a fine fellow; he’s net wanting in sympathy. But lie’s got a man’s job, and you couldn’t move him.” “Yes, I could. At least, if I couldn’t persuade him, I could buy your release. The ranger service is poorly paid. They need money. He could do much with money. I’ll pay him ten thousand dollars to release you.’’ “Jennie! • Oh, you mu' .’• 'f such a thing! He w : kiu’t c or. Remember, I’m practically 1 •• ‘o Governor S‘:nc as well as Cu . ::i MacNcily.” “What Governor Stone would never know wouldn't hurt him,” ma'.'.e: d Jennie. The fire in her eyes had spre d. Faint red spots appeared in'her v.hite cheeks. Her t< som rose and fell with deep, hurried breaths. Duane saw ..1 her the fighting spirit or Texas and sensed a bursting storm. “Dear Jennie, look at it this way,” he said persuasively. “Thank Hcruv 1 I’m a free man now! Think Ir .v p’r 1 my mother will be. I’ve a hard jG i hand. But you know I’m pretty w* 1 able to tackle it. I’ll break up Che dine’s band. And maybe I’ll get awy safe. There’s a chance. Can’t you imagine what I’ll do with that chance —when all the time I’ll know you Icac me—are waiting for me?” For all the effect this speech pro duced he might as well have kept sil ent. Her eyes, black now and blazing, were on him. “Duane, return the pardon to Mac Nelly aid go back to the Nueces. Be ir our'aw again. 111 go with you. ’ Continued Next W pcIz KELLY MILLERS' AUTHENTIC HISTORY OT NEGRO IN 11H A GREAT FEW WORLD WAR HISTORY t In addition to Its containing a graphic account of the War, Includes many chapters on subjects of vital interest. Following are a few of the subjects treated: The Flash that Set the World Aflame—Why Americana Entered the War—The ’Diings tljat Made Men Mad—The Sinking Sub marine—The Eyes of Battle—War's Strange Devices—Wondeeful Weu Weapons—The World’s Armies—Thi. World’s Navies—The Nations at War —Modern War Jlffothods—Women and the War. A volume of general In formation upon all subjeete which have their bearing upon the World Conflict,"as well as an authentic ac count of the Great World Wsr. j The Book also includes the foils,w lug subjects: The Horrors and Won ders of Modern Warfare, The Bar barity and Merciless MathojlB En> ployed to Satisfy the Ambitions of the Kaiser and His Imperial Govern ment. The Ruthless Submarine War tare Waged to Starve England and France into Qubmlssion. The Story qf the Hardships and Horrots which the Belgians and French were Com spelled to Suffer, the Billions of Dollars Required to Carry on the Awful Struggle. The Terrible Loss pf Human Life and the Desolation of Countries The Weird and Wonder ful Methods of Warfare. The New and Strange Devices that have come ^nto being. The great "tanks”, the "blimps’’, the submarine, the gas and poison bombs, and the marvels of science Things about which you may ne\er have heard. Mfigelous guns that shot for miles and Me dieval weappus thatagiain came into play. The plans of the Hohenzollerns to create a World Empire, wlricb • drew upon them the wrath of Na tions, the Nations Involved. The Armies and Navies and t^hat they Represented in Men and Equipment., This Volume tells the world how the Negro has won his place and hii right to a voice in the affairs of mankind against prejudice, rijliqule,. race hatred, and almost insurmqunt-' able obstacles. Many striking testi monials from the Secretary of War and Army Officers of high rank and reputation are set forth in no uncer tain terms. The following ringing words of Major General Bell, ad dressed to the famous "Buffaloes’”, the 367th Regiment, are typie&l ot the high regard and respect of Amer lean and European officers for our A NEW REVISED BOOK WITH In every capacity—frop right up in the Front Line Trenches and on the Battlefields—Clear Back to the Work of Keeping the Home Fires Burning: On the Farms: In the Mills and Munition Plants: On the Rail* roads and Steamships: In th'e Ship Yards and Factories. Men and Wo men with the Red Cross, the Y. M. C. A., Y W. C. A., the War Gamp Community Service, the Liberty Loan Drives, etc., etc’ colored troops Every private In this reeiment and most of the officers vere Negroes. ™ ST. MARK BAPTIST CHURCH, (Glen Allen, Va.) Rev. B. J. Ruffin, paster. Re* •dence, 708 S*ate Street. 8ervlce*f Sundays. 11:30 A. M. and 8 P. M. Sunday School, 9:30 A. M. All are welcome. Rev. R. M. Williams. Pastor, re* dence, 616 North 5tb Street. Ser vices: Sundays, Sunday School 9’30 M.: Morning service, 11 o’clock; fSventng service, *8 o’clock The uih’ic is invited f.EIGTT STREET M. E. CHURCH (N. E. Corner Fifth and Leigh S’** ) "TT'TH STREETER APTIBT CHURCH < Fifth and Jackson Streets'; Rev. Thomas W. Smith. Pastor. This Great Book tells all about the Negro Everywhere in the World War —How Hp Did His Duty (317 E. 5th St., 8ouths!de) :»aiAJ8P ’ig tp* ‘ N 9T6 ‘eonapTSOH welcome. MT OLIVET BAPTIST CHURCH. (25th and s Streets) ular Services. 11:30 A. M. and S:1R •joish^ 'joimoh Mojpuv r_'22T dORNING STAR BAPTIST CHURCH SECOND BAPTIST CHURCH (South Richmond) Pulpit temporarily In charge erf Deacons, pending a call. Service*: Sundays. 11:30 A. M. and 8:00 P. M. f Sunday School. 9t80 A. M.; E. V. P. U.. 6:30 P. M. AH are Rov Charles S Morris D D . Pa* •'V Residence. 1401 Tdlewood Ave. ?r.-r»/-oS- Sundays. 11:30 A. M and J R V Sunday School. 9:30 A M. 1 Y P V. a P. AT. Public invited.