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Tight Collar Will Slow Up the Mind, Says Dr. Copeland i
I DON’T SHUT OFF FREE
CIRCULA TION TO BRAIN
iWay Your Collar Fits May Have a Bearing on Your
Efficiency, Warns Medical Authority—External
Neck Pressure Also Common Cause of Headaches.
* By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. D.
United State* Senator from Neir York.
Former Committioner of Health, Hew York City.
IT U foolish beyond words to wear any article of dress that inter
feres with your comfort. If there was no other reason than the
misery it produces, that would be sufficient reason for discarding
fcny such agony-producing article of attire.
Perhaps the most trying article of a man's
drees is the collar. When it comes to this gar
ment there is much more involved than the mere
comfort of the wearer. The blood vessels of the
neck are limited to a comparatively small area.
They are large vessels, carrying quantities of
blood to the brain. Some of them are near the sur
face and easily compressed by external pressure.
Already you have caught the idea I have in
mind. If your collar is too tight, it may cut off
a very considerable quantity of blood which the
brain needs.
The brain cannot function as it should unless
there is a never-failing supply of the cobweb
removing and cleansing blood stream. Grass
cannot five, wheat cannot grow, flowers cannot
bloom, nothing in Nature can survive, without a
f DR. COPELAND constant moistening of the roots. How can you
expect the roots of the nerves and the cells of
the brain to flourish unless they are constantly irrigated by the rich,
fed blood from vour heart?
' A tight collar may easily disturb the circulation. In consequence,
the blood vessels are squeezed and harm results. One of the early
symptoms is neaoacne. wnsnsrer^
you suffer from hsadache. my ad
vies to you |o to loosen the collar.
Tou will be surprised to find how
many time* relief comes in a short
time if you do Oils sensible thing.
Speaking of headaches, it seems to
me there is no more annoying symp
tom than this. It takes your atten
tion from your work, it make-s you
grouchy and cranky, it causes you
to be miserable and takes the Joy out
•C life for your friend i and family.
If a tight collar le responsible for
your symptoms, for goodness asks,
change the kind and size—provide
yourself with a collar which will
: Have the blood vessels of your neck
i uncompressed and will permit a free
circulation of Mood to the brain.
If you have never thought about
it. you will be surprised to find how
j the neck drees of your friends varies.
I Some of tho ladles you know never j
wear ooUars. Homo of tho men you
{ know have collars whtoh compress I
i the neck aa a rubber band might do.
I If I had to choose between one or
the other extreme. I should certainly
go without the collar.
Bear In mind that the way your
•ollar fits may hava a lot to do with
your usefulness as a citizen. I am
' confidant his tight collar has reduced
tho usefulness of many a man.
V A nsw ers to Healt hQ ueriesj
A. M. Q.—What would cause a
nine-month-old baby to be unable tu
hold up his bsad or sit up?
A.—Probably due to rickets, a dis
ease of childhood affecting the struc
ture of the hones and musrles. The
diet la one of the most Important far- j
tors to be considered. Have the
haby examined and then definite i
treatment can be outlined.
• • •
J. M. Q.—What causes a slight,
towelling at the tip of the breastbone
when breathing hard?
A.—Hava an examination to lo
cate the source of the trouble.
t* • •
J. If. Q—Whet causes a five
year-old child to wake up during the
night and cry for two or three
hours?
A-—Y*7 h* due to some Intestinal
disturbance or worms.
CewrUtu.rin». N«*»p«p«r Vtotur* S*rtle«. l»e
►_
Home-Making Helps
Old Hearts for AW.
Bt Wanda Barton
THIS Is a real Valentine party.
In the silver heart shaped invi
tations the guests are asked to
come as “Valentines”—lovely or
comic Is left to their own decision.
This Is an all-paper affair, for it
can be worked out so much more
attractively In paper. The entrance
fee to the party festivities la broken
hearts. Two chubby cuplds, with
bag* of them, furnish the hearts
for the grabbing, and the matching
ones of course are the partner*.
Decorations may b* as elaborata
as desired. the paper garlands and
lanterns, flowers, silver moons and
stars, cupida and falrits. are all In
place. The guesta may be seated for
th# supper. One way is to have amall
tables, a valentine table In the cen
ter, from which the sweets and bon
bon* are served, the mottoes and
souvenirs, and it should look like
a real valentine, lace paper edging
and aJL Hed, white and silver are
the color*. A great big heart pie
filled with souvenir* In the center,
a trellis-like CHge over the table
formed, perhaps, of rose covered
bamboo uprights, and garlands, the
peak surmounted by a paper cupld.
The cakes may be white frosted with
red decorations, red jellies, creams,
candles, and red foods and sauces In
as far as they can be. Cover the
table with white, with a deep fail
fringe of red. the red heart In the
center and all \he colorful fancy
eweets attractively placed.
A favor dance is another Jolly In
novation. The cuplds appearing with
the favor trays and the couples
rapidly changing partners, the ladles
doln? the ' favoring.” Such dances
move rapidly and cause a lot of good
humored rivalry.
A Fashion Model’s Diary
By GRACE THORNCLIFFE
She Discusses an Aneora Sports Costume.
OLLY, what a week this has'
been! Madam# ha# been tak
ing inventory. It’s an annual
•vent and always precede# our sale
of th# dosing ##aaon's mod#ls. 1'v*
been there long enough to be ac
customed to it, but each year seems
to be iQpre of a rush than tbs on#
before.
Te make it worse. Helen# has had
a bad cold and while she has com*
In every day, Madame insist* that
she take everything very easily, *o
she hasn't been of much help to tie.
We have a certain number of cus
temsrs who belong to the old aris
tocracy. Thev'r# rather nice middle
aged ladle# who In their youth were
th# cream of society and th# debu
tantes of their day. Now molt of
th#m tr# living in old parts of the
town, op very small Incomes and In
their dreams of bygone days.
Th#y come arousd annually to
Xfadams's sale#—for they really are
sale#. At that time of th# y#ar they
buy mu or two of our most conser
vative model* to lest them until next
year's sale. They’re eweet old thing*
and ao easily pleased, that Helene
and 1 love helping them choose their
wardrobes.
One of them—a dear #ld lady
brants us te com# to tea eom# day.
•he want* us to see her first eve
ning gown—which she has presett ed
fee camphor and whlsh she's very
sentimental about. Of con re# we're
going. She'd be terribly hurt if ws
didn't and anyway I love listening
te her. I’m sure she was the most
popular girl of h#r ##t in her day.
Madame was very #w##t todav.
She said Ketone and X had beea so
helpful during the Mg rush that she
was going to 1st us choose one of
the sale models a# a gift from be*
for our very own.
I chose something that X'v# always
Wanted to own—but I alwsrg no#d
so many other things that I never
could afford it. It’s a Winter sports
costume. Of retiree I dan t gener
ally go North for Winter sports, but
Sports Costume of Modernistic
Design.
I can use It just as well for ice
skating in town.
It's an angora eet consisting of a
ewaatti In a modernistic design of
black, flams and whits on a dark
green background. There's a match
ing ecarf. cap. gloves and sock*. The
skirt is plain dark green angora.
Home Decorations By Marie Marot
HAVE you ever been confronted by the
prospect of fixing up a room that had a
wall that teemed miles long? This fra*
quently happens in tome apartments or houses
and it’s a most discouraging problem to some
one not accustomed to “fixing up.'*
The problem can easily be solved by
Installing a couch from six to eight feet long.
At each end have step book bases in the modern
istic style built in. On the top “step” of the
book cases place lamps of brown glaze with
yellow parchment shades.
Cover the coaoh in velonr of a soft green
brown and pile it with cushions in all the Autumn
shades, with several petunia shaded cushions
to relieve the monoton. Paint the walls of the
room in a greenish ellow. place a modernistic
rug with all the colors of the couch and cushions
on the floor, and ou have a restful, gorgeous
solution to the problem. A modem chair covered
in antique ellow velvet adds to the general effect.
Liv es and Loves of pe* Woffington,
Great Stage Beauties *” Tout of Old London.
This is the first of a series
of short, authentic biographies
of famous women of the stage,
past and present. They are
written by Ruth Morris, whose
sparkling, vivid writings of
the theatre have won for her
wide fame. The second of the
series will appear in an early
issue.
By RUTH MORRIS
THERE is no name in the
theatre that connotes more
glamour, more brilliance and
more tragedy than that cf Peg Wof
fington. In eighteenth century Lon
don. when stage favorites wera idol
lied to a degree past the imaging
tlon of this blase generation. Peg
achieved pre-eminence in her profes
sion—and being the toast of the
town in those days, meant to stay
toasted.
London's Queen cf Drama was
born in Dublin of Impoverished
parents. The voice that was to reck
the theatrical world wsa Itself
rocked in a rickety cradle In a
squalid Dublin courtyard. Peg wsa
one day to rise above these sur
roundings, but her voles never did.
No amount of later training could
remove from it the shrill, squeaky
tones of Its first audition.
In the heart of Dublin, at a very
busy market rises, was a booth
owned by Madame Violante. whose
brief entertainments were designed
for the amusement and incoming
pennies of the merchants and cus
tomers who thronged the square
Peg gravitated to thie aa naturally
as an apple falls to earth. One day
when Madame Violante. sensing
latent talent, offered Peg the pest of
singing and dancing girl, it seemed
The Stars Say—
For Thuraday, Feb. 14.
EBy GENEVIEVE KEMBLE.
VERT act!vs and progressive
day la presaged by tba inter*
eating lunar transits. Mars
win stimulate to high endeavor and
Saturn will Incite tho grit, determi
nation, persistency and industry to
carry through the initiative inspired
by the fiery planet. There should
be excellent return for Initiative and
bard work, the luminaries eaxtlls
premising position, preferment and
favors for thoss In authority. It is
a tima for approaching these and
elderly persona.
Those whose birthday It Is are as
sured of a year of progress, recogni
tion for labor and steadfastness, and
are encouraged to appreaoh superiors
and elderly persons or Institutions
for ths Just rsward for their diligence
and fidelity. A child born on this
day may be faithful and enterpris
ing. qualities which may insure its
success and substantal position in
Ufo.
Feme itself is nothing. But the
smtisfmrtio* of baring honestly
deserved It is everything.
-—(-Isn Barit.
i —tfA* -_‘ - XC
Tf I
’ to her that tho height* ot heavens
bad been scaled.
John Gay’s “Beggars Opera" was
at that time receiving the plaudits
of London and the Dublin manager
(about to assemble an Irish company)
had been In despair of finding
among the meagre talent available
In Ireland, ons whose beauty and
cbarm would make Polly Peachem
convincing dramatic tare.
And here waa hie Polly singing for
tu’pence in a dingy booth!
So Peg stepped into her first
theatrical role. She became an im
mediate success and enjoyed on a
small Dublin scale the adulation she
was later to receive In London.
Once there her success was as
meteoric as It had been in Ireland. {
Peg had a quality that held audi
ences spellbound. The following
season Peg became a member of the
Drury Lame Company in which
David Garrick, a retired wine dealer,
waa chief player and 'adored matinee
Idol. Me fell madly In love with
Peg and following a fervent court
ship they established a curious
household, mad. gay. erratic.
Once when Garrick had addressed
her fondly in the presence ef a
group of friends, and called her
queen of his heart, she replied “Aye,
queen of many hearts, but legal
mistress of none."
Came the Inevitable break, ex
change of anathema and return of
gifts. Removing her possessions te
the last ribbon. Peg flounced out te
a bouse in Teddtngton where she
was joined by her younger slater,
who later married the second eon of
the Earl of Cholmondeley.
Naturally. Peg's break with Gar
►rick also provided the occasion tm
her withdrawal from the Drury
Lana Covent Garden became the
scene of hsr triumphs tor three
years during which the publle posi
tively adored her. Then back to
Dublin for another mtdseason.
Here misfortune was to befall In
the guise of ovsn greater honor. She
received notification one morning
that the Irish Breakfast Club (com
prising the most important mem
bers of the nobility) had made her
chairwoman. This delighted Peg.
since the honor was unprecedented,
but it Infuriated the mast* of her
theatregoers—who considered it an
indication of snobbery, the gallery
goda, real autocrats of the theatre,
set up rioting at a performance one
night and Peg was forced to flee
the stage and Dublin.
At a benefit for fellow players. In
17S7, when Peg was enacting the
part ef Rosaline, tragedy fall—
tragedy doubly horrible because It
came with such unheralded sudden
ness. Half way through the per
formance Woffington noticeably fal
tered in her linos. In succeeding
moments, as hsr speech became
more inarticulate, the audience grew
tense and restless. Than wits a cry
—the last ehe would ever utter—
Woffington foil to the stage stricken
with paralysis. She was removed to
her home. All of London mourned.
Three yesrs later, the final curtain
fell on Peg Woffington ••who was
no saint, but a good-hearted Impul
sive sinner whose frailty has been
forgiven In admiration of b o r
virtues.
If I Were | If I Were
A Man— J A Girl—
.By tox — nr jack ■■■■
WOULDN'T^
chew my eignr.
I wouldn't roll
It around from
ana aide of my
mouth to the
other, and nib
ble the end Mo
loualy ae a sign
of being weep.
pad In thought.
I would n’t
keep ft in my
mouth until it
had haeoaa
mouit and aoggy. as offeaso to tha
•ifht and a stanch to tho soatrlla.
and I wouldn’t leave It lying around
where other people couldn't escape
contact with it.
If I had a taste for chewing to
bacco. I’d go aut and buy soma. la*
•tend of munching tha and of a
harmless cigar likt a cow engaged la
cheering Jte cud.
I wouldn’t go calling otj my- beet
El with my mouth ringed is a
np halo of tohaoro. my teeth yel
lowed, ray breath announcing to the
world the number of cigars I’d eror
ried. and then expect her to get all
popped up orer a alee smelly kies.
WOULDN'T
try to be a tab
ling brook.
I wouldn't
bars a rush of
words to the
head. I wouldn’t
try to cover up
my lack of
thoughts with s
.ot of meaning
less gibberish.
I wouldn't stun
s man into in
seasHMlity with
a usiiags vt babbled blurb.
I'd give my tongue a rest ones la
a while, and. Incidentally, give the
other fellow s chance to do his bit
for the cause ef conversation. And.
tf I wanted to make aa impression
oa a man. babbling is tbs very last
thing I d do.
The girl who manages is look as if
she could drop pearjs of wisdom if
ske wanted to—but dossal want to
—makes muck more af a hit with «
man than tbs gtrl who keep* bar
tongue In motion aQ tbs time and
confesses with every word she ut
ters that she has nothing to my.
A man never calls a second yjaw
eu a girl like that.
THESE NEW FANGLED
IDEAS OF DISCIPLINE
Winifred Black Wonders What WiU Happen to Little
Darling—Who Always Did as He Pleased When He
Pleased—When He Faces an Unsympathetic World?
By WINIFRED BLACK
DOES baby feel like pounding on the table with a tablespoon
whea yen want to ask Husband to tell you something about
the husband in the next apartment?
Let him pound—it will atunt his individuality if you don’t
Does little Son loi% to play train just at
dinner time and when yon take one ef the
chairs away from him does he lie down on the
floor and kick and howl?
What a pity!
Can’t you delay your dinner until he ia
tired of using the chairs for cars?
Does he went to stay in the house when
you want to take him for a walk, and when the
rain is pouring down and the wind blows and
your head aches and you want to lie down for
forty winks, does he demand the outdoor air
and keep on demanding till you drag yourself
out into the storm with him?
Well, what of it?
He’s just showing energy and initiative
and determination and what would he be when
he was a man if you killed all these qualities
before he was three years old?
Does your little girl insist on eating more cake then is good for
her.—does she climb up on your lap when you have company and
demand a fairy tale right then and there ?—not because she*s
specially interested in fairy tale*, but because she does not like
the company? ♦
What do you do at a time like
that?
What should you do?—tell
her the fairy tale, of course,
and let the visitor fidget.
To be sure the visitor will go
home and tell her friends that
you are making a spoiled nuis
ance of your dear little girl, but
you should worry about that—
she's your little girl, isn’t she,
and why should you consider
husband, friend, neighbor or
stranger where her development
is concerned?
These modern folk, who are
supposed to know all about chil
dren and how to train them, say
that when your little boy wants
to grab a tassel and swing it at
the time when you think he
ought to go to sleep—you’re all
wrong.
Why not let him have the
tassel and let him swing it and
go to sleep when he gets ready?
Good and ready.
Let him satisfy his curiosity
about that tassel, let him play
with it as long as he likes—even
if the minister is downstairs
araiting for you and you can’t
yo down till little Son is tucked
in warm and snug.
What’s the minister?
What are you and your com
fort, compared to the little darl
ing's budding intelligence?
How well it all sounds.
And how nice it would be if
your child was going to live in
a world where he and his com
fort and his convenience and his
happiness were the only things
to be considered.
But isn’t it a little cruel to
bring him up to think that he
can do just as he pleases, when
ever he pleases, and then turn
him loose into a cold, cruel
world full of people who are
equally determined to do as
they please when they please?
What’s going to happen to
little Darling then?
I ask you.
•There were great deficit* in
the old-fashioned idea of dis
cipline, but after all it did have
its good points—didn't it?
Again—I ask you.
Hark—do 1 hear a clamorous
answer?
CopyttlSu. 19*». IVatur* Sarrtea. taa.
Advice to Girls
By Annie Laurie
f\EAn ANNIE LAURIE:
” I am a girl of twenty-two and
In love with a man twelve years
older than I am. 1 know he loves
me for he has asked me to marry
him, but my parent* object.
F. M. A.
1^ M. A.—Twelve years’ seems* a
• big difference my dear, yet I
know many very bappy couples who
have as great, if not a greater dif
ference In their ages than that It
aU depends on the people. Of course,
it takes a lot of thought before tak
ing the step. I can see no object Iona.
Love’s Awakening Steadfast Woman. * j
—--By Adele Garrison
Mary a Queen?—Madge Is All Agog When Prince George*
Ask* for an Interview With “Mary** Guardian!"
I OPENED my Ups tn protest
against ths retaliation I knew
Mary was planning against
Princess Olina, of Transvanta. then
closed them again tightly. This "in.
ternatlonal romance" as Harry Un
derwood facetiously had dubbed the
pairing oft of OUna with Noel and
Mary with Georges had progressed
to a point from which it must pro
ceed in one direction or-the other.
I thought I could see the Inevi
table end of the afTalr—I hoped that
it would send the two scions of roy
alty back to their fatherlands—arid
1 was sure that before the affair
culminated there would be clashes,
recriminations and suffering. But
three of ths quartet were head
strong and ruthless. Only one. and
that one Noel Verttssn, had my real
sympathy, and I felt that he needed
a lesson first learned by the cave
man. tritely typified by the old line
concerning a faint heart and a fair
lady and as true in this modern age
as it ever had been.
Bo I made my reply to Mary a
promise that I would call her as she
wished, and an admonition to go to
slssp. Then thoroughly exhausted
by my strenuous day. I tucked her
up and going back to my own couch
fell asleep, even as I was wonder
ing just how far ths girl meant to
go In her deaire to punish Olina and
NosL Would she actually engage
herself to Prince Osorgss when hsr
heart was so entirely Noel's?
The answer came speedily to ms.
It was the very next afternoon that
I noticed a decided change in Mary's
attitude toward ths Prince, whose
Identity she did not yet suspect. She
always had held him distinctly at a
distance despite her airy Jesting with
him. had been prettily and adroitly
baffling. But when he appeared with
his usual proposal for a drive, there
was a softening of her manner, a
touch of pretty appeal to his Judg
ment which I saw with a wry smile
was like a heady wipe to the admir
ing young Prince.
Another thin* I neted. For ths
drive Mary gowned herself in tbs
new sports costume which she, in
her thrift of the Summer, had saved
for very special occasions. Her
shoes, stockings and hat were also
ths best her wardrobe possessed, and
she carried ths beg Lillian had given
her, a proceeding most unusual for
Mary upon an ordinary drive.
As 1 saw thorn go down the drive
I commented to myself dryly that
Mary waa armed for conquest, and I
was nqt surprised when upon their
return Prince Georges escorted her
to the steps with an unmistakable
air of possession,
"Ah! Mrs. Grahamr*. he said.
-A.---M. a
-1 I—
Miss Mary tell# ma that her uncle
la not at home.”
"No. he returned to the city th!a
afternoon." I said. for Dicity. still In
the bad humor resulting from our
little clash of the evening before,
had gone heck to hie work a day
earlier than he had Intended doing.
"Then, — you are Miss Mary's
guardian.—or ehould I see her grand
mother. I would like to speak to
some one In authority."
"Sounds as if ha were a oop who
wanted to put me in a reform
school." Mary commantad gleefully,
and I aaw Prince Georges’ eyebrows
contract slightly even as be laughed
at her sally. He was taking himself
most seriously, end I guessed that
her flippancy had annoyed him for
the first time.
"I am at your service." I told
him formally with a mirthful vision
of what Mother Graham would say
should she be confronted with this
youth upon the errand which I
guessed was hla. “Shall we go Into
the library r
"That's the ticket." Mary said,
catching at his arm. "Come on
George. Let’s get it over with."
But Prince Georges drew away
from her grasp and looked at her
with astonishment in which displeas
ure was distinctly discernible.
"Surely you realise." he said,
“that It would not be fitting for you
to he present at this interview."
Mary petted hie trm u the might
that of a puzzled child.
"Oh! George, act your age," she
admonished. •'You’ll be sixty some
time, but you're not there yet And
remember we’re In the United States
of America In the year n‘netee« hun
dred and twenty-eight not beck in
tbe Middle Ages. Come on Into the
library and spill the dirt to Auntie
Madge if you've Mt your heart on
it but If you think I'm not going to
have a ringside eeat. you’ve got a
coeple or more dozen deep thoughts
coming, that's all."
Her face was so lovely and win
Rome aa she lifted it to hie. that I
wondered he did not stoop to Idee
her. I think he was very near to do
ing It at that. He was clutching
wildly at hla vanishing dlgmty, at
ha sense ef whet was the decorous
and proper procedure at th fa crisis in
his affairs. But he looked la Mer7*e
laughing eyes and yielded.
"Tbe Queen mutt be obeyed." he
said and something in hla voice gave
me aa odd little thrtlL Strange
things were happening la th*ee
troubled timet. It wag not without
the bonds of possibility. Our little
Mary! I led the way to the library
with pulses absurdly quickened.
• Continued Tomorrow.)
GOOD.NIGHf#J
stories r
— By Max. Trell — J
The Shadow-Children Disomy
That the Moon la Not Made t
of Green Cheeee.
f/Ts the moow realty made of
green-cheeee?** asked Xaarf.
A MJJ. nor, Hanid and Yam
—the other little shadow-children jj
with the turned-about names—looked I
up at the moon, wtiloh wee full and |
bright. "Ife made of candle wax," |
said Flor. MU nodded- CaadVe-wtuc I
and salt and pepper," he added. He I
and nor were twin* so thsy aever
had any trouble agreeing with each
ether.
"That's not It at all.” declared |
Hanid. who knew everything. "The I
moon Is made of recks and earth." 1
"Is It Just like the earth?" de
manded Knarf.
"Almost exactly," shs replied.
Knarf uttered a shout of Joy.
"Let's go to the moon!" he ex
claimed. The others stared at him
in amazement. "How can we de
that?"
"Oh, ife easy" he replied, part
ing to the stream of moonbeams that
slanted <lewn from the moon. "We
Just shdo up."
"How do you elide up?" inquired
Tam, who was a plump little shadow*
girL t|
"By sliding feet first." explained
Knarf. With that he gave her a
push and up she went, although she |
much preferred g-Mnz te bed. It g
looked so easy that the others fob* I
lowed her at once. AIaI
"Isn’t it fine sport sliding upW f§
cried Knarf. I
"Its more thaa fine" replied MU. 11
"1
"It's much more than fine,” put In
Flor.
**Jt’a very much mora than flae.*’J
■aid Hanid.
“I wish I had goaa te bed.” algbsd
Tam.
“Humph,” exclaimed Knarf. *
“you 11 be on the moon before yea
know it."
Just then a surprising thing
happened. A cloud got tn front e(
the moon and the stream of moon
beams waa suddenly out off. Luckily
Knarf caught onto the end eC a
moonbeam's tail and they ail held ea
until the moon came out again.
“Whew!" they exclaimed. “That,
was a narrow escape.'' Then
gave Hanid a push, and Flor pushed,
MiJ, and Knarf pushed Flor and Tarn*
pushed Knarf. Net having anyone
to give her a push. Tam had to
make her way up by climbing, which
wasn't much better than walking
upstairs. At length they reached
the moon.
It waa much, much bigger than
they thought. They could see as
end of it as far as they looked. AS
around them were gigantic moun
tains which threw deep blaek
shadows miles long. The sunlight
—for it la the eun that lights the
moon—eras dan ling bright.
“You see." Raid Hand. ' that the
moon isn't made of green-cheese.” *
“It's exactly like the earth, ’ cried
Knarf. trying to appear wise. “Let's
rest for a moment and get a breath
of air.”
“Air!” exclaimed Hanid. “There's
no air on the moon!" Knarf looked
frightened. “You said It eras exactly
like the earth." Hanid shook h*r
head. "You said that. I said It
was almost ilka the earth." At this
moment Yam came up, puffing after
her long climb. “I d like te have
a drink of water,” she said. j
"There's not a drop at water an;
the moon,” replied Haaid. / I
“No water!*’ shouted Yam. *#Tm'
going home at once.” Just then
the light vanished and it grew,
absolutely dark. They all huddled!
together, for it became bitter cold.
“It looked eo warm and glowing
from the earth.” sighed Yam.
"Even when the moon appears te
flow,” said Flor. i
/'It's really not exactly se," cea-'
eluded Mil. ’ I
nil. Xwtptew r«tere Semes, tea (
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Word* of the Wise i
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man, who, betng out toe well ) ■
known to other§f diet in iyner* I IS
a nee of himtelf. n|
—Beneca. H
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but in citio*, little *1m but the works 9
of »«; ud tin om Bikn • hotter ■
•uejfct for oar conteaplation rk«a ike 9
othet. —Pohu 9
It is the first of eQ problems If
for it man to find out whet kind 9
of work he is to do in this tixtl- 11
verse. —Carlyle. 9
For tcorde are %oiee men's 9
counter*—they do 1st roohen by 9
them—but they are the money S-i
of fool*. —Bobbu. ■
A cheerful look makes a dish 9
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