About your
cl-. jaai* •
by John Joseph Gaines, M. D*
Spitting
At best a vulgar habit, which can
be done away with if we would devote
a little time and attention to the task.
There is no cuspidor n:ar my desk
as I write this. I believe in the
practice of what I preach.
V,:e saliva is a very necessary
digestive fluid. It was not provided
as a luxury, but as a necessity. To
waste it is to disturb the normal bal
a • ' - our adjustment. The habit of
s t . is a symptom indicating dis
ea We should be more considerate
o: i- fellow-men than to willfully
ex-.' them to our throat and nose
it ’ :t:. ns.
. ; v.tuni may wuuuu umu; —
fc Iria; in fact, the “spitter” usually
ha> an infected throat, caiv'.r.g in
creased secretion. To expectorate on
t! e sidewalk, or cm ;» c ground about
t.ve florae, is \o smear the premises
v:: <>erms after drying, are
ren ' ' <r a voyage into some innocent
rev iratory tract. This is the way in
which the dreaded “T.B.” finds access
to many lungs. In the same manner,
in?..: uza, diphtheria, pneumonia, scar
let v. and many other ugly proc
c : ru started. To withhold your
e.\' nJon, or, if you cannot, then
to • Oj? »•* on a cloth, piece of paper
_ \ Hg chi: b\rn—is to be a
p. • w.U but very
<>v :• ;dioc> u» course. To expec
to: • * re i? »i!i dry and be carried
t. oi an unsuspecting vic
1 ; ily ignorant, if not posi
1 :na!. I dislike to arouse
mrt m; friends but
'■ • right about this
.i spitters’ club
DID YOU KNOW that—if the
living room be without a natural fire
place—you can have a very charming
hearth' built in at little cost, and
•without even cutting into the wall?
A chimney breast of beaver-board
can be built out from the blank wall
and a “tailor-made” mantel with
space for an artificial grate set into
the breast. The beaver-board should
then be covered with canvas and
painted or papered to match the old
walls. Finish with a cornice or mold
ing at the top to match that used in
the balance of the room, and insert a
grate for artificial, electric-lighted
coals or logs in the hearth-space.
Decoratively speaking, the result will
be all that one could ask.
Vegetarian Menu
Mock oyster soup
Cheese and nut cutlets
Creamed cauliflower
Buttered beets
Egg and apple salad
Date torte
Beverage
Recipe for Cream Hash
Cut up a pint of cold meat and a
small onion, add 2 teaspoons butter
stew in a pint of water until liquid
is almost absorbed, then add a cup of
cream, chopped parsley, salt and
pepper. Serve on buttered toast.
Eggs Used With Asparagus
Lay stalks of canned asparagus
(drained) in saucepan eerniining y2
cup drawn butter and heat boiltng.
Season highly and put in buttered
baking dish. Break 6 eggs over Stfr
face, dot with butter and seasoning,
cover with grated cheese and bake
until eggs are set.
Oyster Salad
Drain two cans cove oysters and
chop them slightly; add 3 unci;
rolled crackers and half as much
chopped celery as oysters. Blend wuh
mayonnaise or Russian dressing.
Serve on crisp lettuce garnished witn
stuffed olives.
Jam Pudding
5 eggs, 1 cup sugar, V. cup melted
butter. V2 cup jam, V cup flour, 1
teaspoon soda dissolved in 3 teaspoons
Sour milk, cinnamon ami :mv»;
taste. Beat all together •■!
buttered pudding pan. Seru
foamy or custard sauce.
Pinning the Ironing Blanutu.
Use artist’s thumb tacks to fasten
the ironing blanket and you will save
yourself bruised fingers and muen
aggravation when it comes time to
replace the covering.
Salt Preserves Teeth and Gums
The best remedy for incipient
pyorrhea is a morning and evening
massage of the gums using salt water
in proportions of /i teaspoon salt to
J4 glass hot water. Massage with
downward strokes on upper gums
and upward movement on the lower
set.
!
“tog Sate;
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By Co
Favorite of the younger set—tue
bouffant flowered taueta dance lio- <,
its skirt billowing out ion the s-. * ■
fitted bodice whose lines i-L 1
unadorned.
FLORA SHEFFIELD, var :n the
“Sign of the Leopard,” illustrat- 1 no
model for us most piquantly. Ot '••tie
dull apricot tint is the backpv
the frock, while flower clusters
shades of mauve, deep blue and i
touch of turquoise. At the left hip
are long streamers of turquoise velvet
ribbon which extend below the 1; m
of the skirt and give it the required
zig-zag line.
The spring-like suggestion _ci
taffeta has never lost its charm : >r
us—and just now—aweary of winter s
velvets and formal evening frocks—
our welcome to the.crisp simplicity of
the flowered silk is especially cordw.
New Printed Notes
Although no one color stands o.n
as preeminent among the new printed
silks for spring, there is a marked
showing of light patterns upon dark
grounds. Green, navy, black, dark
brown and wine tones are found
among these darker backgrounds,
both in geometrical and ih>ral patterns
—the garden prints finding special
f.-ivor with those youthful, or “figura
tively” speaking so.
Blouses for the Spring Suit
More than passing interest ccnteiS
in the group of new blouses^ j st
arriving tor «ii■ i !'i ' wuh the i t
suits of early spring. The p- : 1
blouse is among th. m, likewio • :
i
feminine trills indicated by ' , t
pleated trimmings, scar.‘-ends 1 - 1
through tabs or tied in t ■" t
to form * bke '
six inches or so above :Lr A
the blouse.
American Legs Win Laurels for Perfection of Form
junm
Miss Rebecca West, British novelist, recently said she thought American girls’ legs the most perfect in the
F world. The legs above belong to tne following actresses. Maurine Holmes, American; Mme. Mistinguette, 1
f French; Mai Orton, British; Hazel Forbes ana Hazel Jennings, American.
Fate in Balance
-i ... imiMiinMi
General Bramwell Booth, leader of
the Salvation Army, who is in danger
oi losing his high post. Members of
Vi Vrmy convening in London sought
t- se a new leader, but were pre
\ . irom doing so by an injunction.
Praises Peace Pact
■■■< V
uustav stresemann, uie iamuu*
Foreign Minister of Germany, who
has expressed the opinion that the
general acceptance of the Kellogg
Treaty will help to modify the hard
•hips under which the German Reich
tt laboring.
lAUTOCASTbTl :|:
•>:•• -v*
Third Installment
WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE
Palermo is the scene. There an exile,
Leonardo di Alarioni, has come for love
of Adrienne Cartuccio, who spiirns him.
& "“ho SI
it WtehtahU ““ fc S5ta£7. hV
less. But he pleads with her to arrange an
accidental meeting, to say farewell, b •
,WSh” tS£S£ Th.f'”gh. th, Englishman
is informed of an attempt being made to
earn- off Signorina Cartuccio and. Mar
Santa, who are walking, by brigands
employed by a rejected suitor, on a lonely
road He rushes t0j the scene, and proves
able to rescue the ladies.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
The two ladies looked at their pre
server standing in the middle of the
road—fair and straight and tall, like a
Greek god. but with a terrible lury
blazing in his dark blue eyes.
“You are not hurt, I trust? he
asked, his breath coming quickly, for
he was in a towering passion. He
was not speaking to the darker of the
two girls at all; in fact, he was uncon
scious of her presence. He was stand
ing by Adrienne Cartuccio s side,
watching the faint color steal again
into her cheeks, and the terror dying
out of her eyes, to be replaced by a
far softer light. Her |)lack lace wrap,
which she had been wearing in Span
ish fashion, had fallen a little back
from her head, and the moonlight was
gleaming upon her ruddy golden hair,
all wavy and disarranged, throwing
into soft relief the outline of her slim,
girlish figure, her heaving bosom, and
UIC CAVJUIOUC V*1
pl^xion. She stood there like an
offended young queen, passionately
wrathful with the men who had dared
to lay their coarse bands upon her,
yet feeling all a woman’s gratitude to
.their preserver. Her eyes were flash
ing like stars, and her brows' were
bent, but as she looked into his fact
her expression softsrted. Of th$ two
sensations gratitude Was the stronger.
“You are not hurt'?” he repeated.
“I am sorry that I did not get here
sooner, before that fellow touched
you.”
ane neici oui ner nanu w iuiu wiu» a
little impetuous movement.
"Thanks to you. No, Signor,” she
said, her eyes suddenly filling with
tears. “Oh, how grateful we are, are
you afternoon tea & I’Anglaxse. By
the bye,” she added, a little shyly, “is
there not something which you have
forgotten?”
He divined her meaning ai once.
“Of course, I ought to have told you
my name!’’ he exclaimed hastily.
"How stupid of me. It is St. Maurice
—Lord St. Maurice.”
“Lord St. Maurice! Then are you
not the fortunate possessor of that
delightful little yacht in the harbor?
"Yes, if you mean the Pandora, she s
mine. Do you like sailing? Will you
come for a sail?’? he asked eagerly.
“We’ll talk about it to-morrow, she
laughed, holding out her hand. “Good
night. Tf L. L.1J !t •
lie let ner n<tim gu. ** **'-*'* *v -
moment longer, and a little more
firmly than was absolutely necessary,
was he much to blame? .
“Good-night," he said. Good
"You must not tell her,” he mut
tered. "Swear that you will not!”
She shook her head.
there is no neea. i am nui
anxious to denounce my own brother
as £ would-be abductor.”
“Margharita, I was desperate,” he
cried passionately. “And that cursed
Englishman, he has become my evil
genius. It was a miserable chance
that enabled him to become your pre
server.”
“It was a very fortunate one for
you, Leonardo.”
“What do you mean?” he cried
sharply. “Tell me, has he been here?”
xes.
He seemed to calm himself with a
great effort. He was on the thresh
old of what he had come to know. He
must keep cool, or she would tell him
nothing.
“Margharita,”
he said slowly, “the
"He is—is not dead, is he?” Margh'arita asked.
night, Signorina,” he added, bo\
Margharita. “I shall come tor
afternoon.”
Then he turned away, and
with long swinging steps back
hotel.
"MARGHABITAr
She had found her way into a
corner of die villa grounds, an
ft*
time is fast coming when I shall have
no more favors to ask yon. Will you
remember that you are my sister, and
grant me a great otys now?”
3! L'Srril. no. ask yott
anything impossible or unreasonable.
Tell me the truth about Adrienne and
this ff.nfliuhman- Tell me how you
hayaspotro^^toaffak.
. >»eed we are. The Signor
h- , ; from a terrible dinger.”
/ .mug. 1 he lewvnss v. ere
;. . . •»' ds. Uut what was tile
i. 0 ■_ _ heie1”
. . pointed a.* >-.£ iL: ro5u. Already
li * eiuinsy vehicle hid ly-craue a black
t, .. . m the di- »r e, swaying heavily
ir~..i side to side from the pace at
*...eh it was being driven, and almost
e...eiuped in a cloud of dust.
Adrienne shook her head. Margha
rna had turned away, with her face
buried in her hands.
“I cannot imagine. Perhaps they
were brigands, and intended to carry
u: oh for a ransom.”
The Englishman shrugged his
shoulders.
“Odd sort of bandits, he remarked.
“Why, they hadn’t the pluck of a
ch.cken between them, especially this
one.”
He touched the prostrate figure with
his foot, and the two girls shuddered.
“He is—is not dead, is he?”
Margharita asked.
“Not he. I shouldn’t say that he
was very badly hurt either," the Eng
lishman declared, bending down and
listening to his breathing. “More
frightened than anything. He’ll get
up and be off directly we leave. You
will let me see you home?” he con
tinued, speaking to Adrienne.
She looked up at him with a gleam
of humor in her wet eyes.
“You don’t imagine that we should
let you go and leave us here?” she
said. “Come. Margharita.”
The Englishman looked at the other
gi'l, almost for the first time, as she
came up and joined them. Her dark
eyes were full of tears and her face
was troubled. There was very little
relief or thankfulness for her escape
in her expression. The Englishman
was no physiognomist, but he was a
little puzzled.
“There is no danger now, Sig
norina,” he said reassuringly. “To-mor
row I will go to the police, and I dare
sa • that we shall get to the bottom of
the whole affair.”
cm* MIUUUCI CU, UUl uiout IIV «vpAjy
walking on by their side, but a little
distance apart. As for the English
man, he was in paradise. To all
intents and purposes, he was alone
with Adrienne Cartuccio. listening to
her low voice, and every now and then
stealing a glance downward into those
wonderful eyes, just then very soft and
tweet. That walk through the scented
darkness, with the far-off murmur of
the sea always in their ears, was like
the dawning of a new era in his life.
It was she who talked most, and he
who listened. Yet he was very happy;
and when they reached her villa, and
he left them at the door, she gave him
a white flower which he had found
courage to beg for.
call on you to-morrow r ne
as’- 'Ming for the answer.
• mid like to, yes,” she
ans 'ily. “Come early if you
havi ic. aig to do, and we will give
her head resting upon her hands, she'
was gazing across the blue sunlit
waters of the bay. Below, hidden by
the thickly-growing shrubs, was the
white, dusty road, and the voice which
disturbed her thoughts seemed to
come from it. She pushed the white
flowering rhododendrons on one side,
and peered through.
“Leonardo!" she exclaimed. “Leon
ardo!”
Are you alone: he asked.
“Yes. Ardienne is in the house, I
believe.”
“Then I am coming in.”
She looked troubled, but she could
not send him away. He clambered
over the iow paling, and, pushing back
the boughs of the shrubs which grew
between them, made his way up the
bank to her side. J
' “Have you been away?” she asked.
“Yes, I have been home. Home,”
he repeated bitterly. “I have wan
dered through the woods, and I have
climbed the hills where wc spent our
childhood. I have looked upon the old
scenes, and mv heart is broken.”
Her eyes rilled with tears. For a
moment her thc-aglits, too, went back
to the days when they had been chil
dren together, and he had been her
hero brother. How time had changed
them both, and how far apart they had
drifted. They could never be the
same again. She knew it quite well.
There had grown up a great barrier
between them. She could not even
pretend to sympathize with him,
although her heart was still full of
pity.
l-eonarao, 1 am -burr}, due wins
pered. “How is it, I wonder, that all
through life you seem to have set your
heart upon things which are impos
sible.”
“It is fate!”
“Fate! But you are a man, and
man should control fate.”
“Have I not tried?” he answered
bitterly. “Tell me, do I so easily
relinquish my great desire? Why am
I here? Because I have said to myself
that I will not be denied. Adrienne
shall be mine!”
She looked at him steadily.
have not met, Leonardo, since
the night after the concert. Do you
know that we had an adventure on the
way home?”
"Tell me about it/’ he answered,
looking away.
"Is there any need, Leonardo ?”
A faint tinge of color stole into his
olive cheek.
"You guessed then,” he said. “Tell
me, does she know? Has she any
idea?”
None.
“She does not suspect me at all ?”
“No; she thinks that it was an ordi
nary attack by robbers, and that the
carriage was to take us a little way
into the interior, so that they might
hold us and demand, a ransom. It was
her own idea; I said nothing. I feel
as though I were deceiving her, but I
cannot tell her. She would never look
upon your face again, Leonardo.”
tell me what you yourself think. Tell
me whether she cares for him; and
he for her. Let me heat the whole
truth, so that I may know how to act.”
"Leonardo,” she whispered, “remem
ber our watchword, ‘Endurance.' I
will tell you everything. J oro Su
Maurice came on the day a"r. onr
adventure. He stayed tj'l eveniiy,
and we walked with him on th*
Marina. The next 'day v- went
yachting with him. ’/esterday and
to-day he has spent nearly the whole
of his time here. I believe that he is
in love with Adrienne, and as for her,
if she does not love him already, I
believe that she soon will. You have
asked for the truth, mv brother, and
it is best that you should have it.
Forgive me for the pain it must cause
The Englishman sat quite still, hold*
ing in his hand a lcng, curiously
shaped dagger, which the first gleam
of moonlight had shown him lying at
his feet.
He was no coward, but h# ga\e a
little shudder ao he examined the
thing, and felt its blueiah steel edge
with his finger. It was by no .ram?
a toy weapon; it had beet: lo->H'ned
and meant for use What u-c? Some
how he felt that he h».d c-c".;"' a
very great danger, ?■; ho pvt :ve thing
thoughtfully into his poe’e*. and
leaned back in his chair. The shiill
voices and clatter of glasses arourJ
him sounded curiously unreal in his
'.car*.
By degrees he came to himself, and
leaning forward took a match from the
little marble table, and re-lit his cigar.
Then, for the first time, he noticed
with a start that the chair opposite to
him was occupied, occupied, too, by a
figure which was perfectly familiar.
It was a Sicilian who sat there, quietly
smoking a long cigarette, and with his
face shaded by the open palm of his
hand.
l^Ord oi. iviauntc mauc uu aijju u*
recognition. On the contrary, he
turned his head away, preferring not
to be seen. His ner\es were already
highly strung, and there seemed to
him to be something ominous in this
second meeting with the Sicilian. If
he could have been sure of being able
to do so unnoticed, he would have got
up and gone into the hotel.
“Good-evening, Signor!”
Lord St. Maurice turned and looked
into the white, corpse-like face of the
Sicilian. It told its own story. There
was trouble to come.
“Good-evening, Signor,” he answered
quietly.
The Sicilian leaned over tne tame.
There were gray rims under his eyes,
and even his lips had lost their color.
“A week ago, Signor,” he remarked,
“we occupied these c*me seat' herc.
“I remember it,” Lord St. Maurice
replied quietly.
Continued Next W*-ek
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This Volume tells the world how
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In every capacity—fro* right up
In the Front Line Trenches and on
fhe Battlefields—Clear Back to the
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and Munition Plants: On the Rail*
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ST. MARK BAPTIST CHURCH.
(Glen Allen, Va.)
Rev. B. J. Ruffin, paator. Reo
dence. 708 State Street. Serrleea?
^nndayg, 11:8# A. M. and 8 P. M.
Sunday School, 0:30 A. M. All are
velcorne.
UNION LBVBL BAPTIST CHURCH
(Comer State and Gilliam Sta.)
“RerT’ b7~iT^RafflnT Pnatorf Iteo
ldeoce. 708 State St. Snnday School
9:30; Morning Serrteea, 11: IS;
Night Serrlcee. 8:00j Oommmnloa
Services eveyr 8rd Snnday, 8:10 P;
M. The public la welcome.
. VJ>\ ;/*■*. .
1ST BAPT. CHURCH S. RICHMOND
~ (Corner 16th and Decatur Sta.)
Rev. W. I*. Ranaome, D. D.t Paa
tor; piuaoiiage 1607 Decatur Street.
Serrlcea: Sunday. 11:30 A. M. and
8 P. M. Sunday School, 9:30 A. M.
Aid are welcome.
FOURTH BAPTIST CHURCH
(28th and P Street*)
Rev. F. W. "William*, D. D..
Pastor. Services: Sunday, 11'*• A.
M. and 8:00 P. M. Sunday School
9:30 A. M. B. Y. P. U., f:4* F,
M. All are invit«d.
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(North 22nd Street, Woodvllle)
Rev. W. H. Skipwtth, D. D.*
Pastor. Services: Sunday, 11:30
A M. and 8:00 P. M. Sunday
School, 9:30 A. M. All are welcome