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fDaily Magazine 9a^e for Evenjbodih Hurried Eating Brings Miseries of Indigestion —Bolting Your Food Is a Bad Habit -SAYS DR. COPELAIVD Inch of III Health Begins in the Mouthy Says Authority Explaining the Process of Chewing and the Action of Saliva on Foodstuffs By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. D. United States Senator from New York Former Commissioner of Health, Xew Y’ork City m^o MANY of us disobey thH | rules of right living through **• ignorance. If more persons understood why they feel miser able, why poor health pursues *• ~W«k 4 DP COPELAND them, they would change their methods of living. A common' cause for ill health begins in, the mouth. I! should like to j explain the pro cess of chewing the food so that you can see its, important bear-' ing on digestion. The average capacity of the1 stomach is about five pints. Food is | not properly prepared for the stomach until it is chewed and thoroughly mixed with the saliva. In the process, a great deal of saliva or ••Brittle” Is required. Per haps you will be astonished when I tell you that the glands of the mouth supply an amount of saliva equal to the capacity of the stomach, five pints. During the entire twenty-four hours this liquid pours into the mouth and ultimately reaches the stomach. The salivary fluid la more than 99 per cent water, while one-half of one per oent consists of solids. Among these solids are substances known as “enzymes.” Their full func tion is not fully known, but the en zymes of the saliva have the power to produce chemical changes In food taken into the mouth. ■ The body cannot handle starch. It is too complicated a compound to be absorbed. Before the food or starch can be digested it must be changed into sugar. Tojnake this change the enzymes are given us by nature. Our foods, such as fruits, vegeta bles and cereals, all consist largely of starch, at do potatoes, bread, beans, peas and many of the common foods Some of the grains of starch ■ are packed away in firm envelopes of fibrous material. Probably one half the things we eat are made up I of starch. Our strong teeth grind and cut the food up fine. At the same time the saliva pours into the mouth, and with | the chewing motion of the Jaws it Is thoroughly mixed with the food. You can see why It is necessary not to bolt the food. You will notice that as you chew, the food begins to taste sweet. That is because the starches have been transformed into sugar On swal lowing the mass it passes into the stomach, where the salivary enzymes of the stomach go to work. Then. 1 whatever starch is left is taken up by the fluids of the organ known as the pancreas, or "sweetbread " I But the more carefully you chew your food the leas will be the demand made on the stomach and the better you will feel. Thousands of persons suffer from indigestion because they bolt th»ir food without proper chewing. We all need the coarser foods of gener ations ago in order that we may use our Jaws more vigorously. If you have this bad habit of eat ing hurriedly and not chewing your food thoroughly change your habit. Eat slowly and be free from the mis eries of Indigestion and poor health. An«wrr» to Health Querif i Dorothy. Q—What do you advise lior moles? A.—Moles may be made lees no ticeable by the use of the electric needle, handled by an expert. There are chemical preparations which may be used, but must be adminis tered by a skin specialist. • • • E. H. A. Q.—How much should a girl 18 years old. 6 feet tall weigh? 2— la vegetable soup fattening? 3— Which is more fattening, ice cream or coco-cola? A.—She should weigh about 112 pounds. 2— Not very—depends on Stock. 3— Ice cream. i " "Billie." Q.—la It dangerous for me to visit the home where a mem ber of the family has tuberculosis? j A.—Not at all If you avoid contact with moist secretion of patient. • • • A. Z. Q.—Is cheese binding? A.—Cheese Is constipating in some instances, due to richness, but in j moderate quantities It is one of the very best of foods. • • • C. M. H. Q —What should s girl of 19. 5 feet 2 Inches tall weigh? A.—She should weigh about 111 pounds. Copyright, 193t, by N«vip*ptt Feature Borrtat. l«e ' I ~ - Who Said Them famous Phrases r: nh<" <"■<' here -By M. H. TILLITT “Stand Out of My Light ” ONE day about the middle of the1 third century B C.. a white haired man. unkempt and in tattered raiment, eat in a house in Corinth. Greece, reading a scroll \\hlch he held before his age-weak ened eyes In the rays of the sun en tering through an open door. Pres ently a figure stood between the old and the sun and the visitor asked If. there was anything he could do for h;m. "Yes." replied the white-haired reader. "Stand out of my light." That was a famous meeting, for' the old man was Diogenes, a great p+rflosopher of Greece, and his visitor was the mighty Alexander, world i conqueror, statesman and ruler. Alexander the Great truly admired Diogenes. Though he was himself hailed as the mightiest of men. he had true reverence for greatness of intellect such as that which was em bodied in the bowed figure before him. and his offer to be of service to the - philosopher was sincerely made But Diogenes was not awed by the greatness of his guest To the fa mous cynic Alexander was Just an other man—and beside* he was ab sorbed in the scroll he held before bim. So he curtly replied with the (Torda: "Yea. Stand out of my Ught." The Stars Say— For Thursday, August 7 By GENEVIEVE KEMBLE H"E astral activities for this day I accent the possibilities of pleas ant and profitable social, do mestic and affectionai affairs and with those business matters pertain ing to them or to feminine Interests under a fortunate sway New proj ects and letters may give minor con cern. but substantial gains may also be looked for in railroads, travel, mining, machinery or real estate. The mind may likewise be shrewd, cautious, profound and businesslike. Those whose birthday It l* may turn sharply and enthusiastically to purely personal affairs during the year, although the mind will be shrewd, sagacious and discerning. Substantial progress may be made * In either feminine or artistic inter ests or in those more material proj ects of mining machinery or real estate, although new projects or writings have a hint of treachery or duplicity A child born on this day may be extreme:v versatile, with many so cial intellectual and cultural possi bill ties, which should receivs excel lent training and opportunity for development. It may be practical ai well as artistic and mentally keen. And that figurative rejection of aid by the aged philosopher was as sin-j cere as was Alexander's proffer of I •erviee. There waa nothing that Diogenes wanted from kings—that was his philosophy. He preached the doc trine of simplicity In life—and he practiced IL He denied himself all luxuries and developed a self-control that made him apparently Immune to privations. He held that men should live in virtue and should to that end avoid undermining pleasures and Indulgences. In all this. Diogenes was a good showman. He recognized the effect iveness of precept by dramatic play and action. And it was in following out this line that he moved among men with long, shaggy locks and in ragged dress It was in enacting the same role that he lived for a time in a tub and went abroad in daylight carrying a lighted lantern—in quest, he explained, of an honest man But these things were not cheap play-acting. Many of the people around him were childishly impres sionable and he sought to drive his message of philosophy home to them by such play*s. And such dramatic action and at titude enabbd nlm to fain for his doctrines a depth of reach into the minds of those around him and a width of spread that could not other wise have been effected Those plays were simply his method of teaching By his course of action and by his precept and practice Diogenes won respect from high and low—and he exercised a good effect on the world in which he lived. Kings and common people alike recognized the greatness and the virtue of Dlogenee. And Alexander the Great, might iest among the men of hts time, voiced such respect—with admiration of the highest added—when, in com menting on the old philosophers's curt reply to his tender of service, he said: "If I were not Alexander I would be Diogenes." Diogenes was born at Sinope. Asia Minor, about 412 B. C.— He went to Athens in bis youth. He was a pupil of Antisthenes and later won fame as a Cynic philosopher. He taught doc trines of virtue and self-control. On a voyage from Athens to Aegwa he was captured by pirates and was offered for sale as a slave in Crete There be was purchased by Xeniades. a wealthy Corinthian citizen, who restored him to liberty and. on his refurn to Corinth, gave him shelter in his home where the philosopher passed his old age. Silk Suits Are s Being Favored U And Tweeds Will Be With Us Again THE silk euit sh<iuld certainly have no suit to bring against the sartorial powers-that-be for neglect. We do not remember any fashion that has scored the success won by the trig suit of silk that is both cool and chic, a combination very seldom achieved in any but a one-piece sports frock. But there is a perfectly delightful air of formality about the silk suit that commends it highly to those of us who have to remain in town on a hot day and still wish to wear comfortable clothes that do not smack too much of vacation-wear apparel. These suits are mostly dark colors combined with white, dark brown and dark blue being especial favorites. Both of the sketches shown today emphasize strongly the two essential qualities of comfort and smartness. The suit is of dark blue silk with white elongated woolen dots. The jacket is loo-e, and the skirt flaring. Blouse is of white flat crep«% with the edge in points, as in the pep lum. A wide blue velvet ribbon forms the girdle and contributes a novel and attractive note to this most desirable suit. The dress is of very soft tweed in a neutral mixture. Very new is the all-in-one cut of the sleeve and yoke. The godets inserted in the waist and skin assure comfortable fulness to the skirt. A tiny white organdie collar trims the neck. The material is cut both diagonal and straight. Love’s Reawakening By Adele Garrison The Break fast Meeting, JThich Phil Veritsen Had So Cleverly Planned, Re* suit* in a Complete Victory for Madge MR. SEIBEIL, the proprietor of the hotel restaurant, la 'one of the most poised men I have ever seen. If the Prince of Wales and Colonel Lindbergh should appear In his restaurant, each de manding a dinner for a hundred at a half hour’s notice. I am sure he would display no more pertutbation in dealing with them than he does at the thousand and one petty wor ries which fall to his lot every day. Serene, just, marvelously controlled, he moves through nis little kingdom with the air of a benevolent despot. “How can I serve you this morn ing. Mrs. Graham?*' he asked. “Have you and Mr Veritzen given your orders yet?" "No. and we will do that now be* fore I talk to you." ! decided, and Mr. Seibei made an almost imper Tiie Party Plans" '• ceptlble signal to a waitress hover ing near. In another minute she was on her way to the kitchen with our orders on her pad. and Mr. Seibei was bending toward me atten tively. while Mr. Veritzen tried hard to look as though the situation were an everyday one with him. “1 want to give a dinner and an after-theatrs dance here either to night or tomorrow night, Mr. Seibei." 1 said "Preferably tonigh*. Mrs L’nd»rwood tells me that your floor here is marvelous for dancing, and that the back part of the room be hind those screens would be quite secluded for a private dinner even -at the regular dinner hour.** < Mr. Scibel took a pencil and a tiny pad of paper from his pocket. “How many covers?” he asked quietly. ^ "Twenty, probably one or two less, but we will count on twenty.” "Dinner at what time?" "About 8:15." "Tour dance is an after-theatre one. You will be back for the dance j then about 11?" "Approximately that. hour, yes." , "That will give us plenty of time to get the floor waxed after the j dining room closes. You will wish I refreshments at the dance?" “Tee. a buffet supper and plenty of , fruit punch. And I should like a special dinner." Anything you choose, if 1 can ; have your order this morning," he said with the air of being able to produce nightingales tongue* at a day s notice, and I remembered what Lillian had told me of the banquets he had engineered In his heyday "It will be possible for me to have ! it this evening’" 1 said hopefully "Oh. yes. But 1 must remind you that the dining room is only closed ' from 2 until 8. Any decorations or plana for musical instruments being | moved in or anything else will have ! to be attended to within those hours. We wiil see that everything is in readiness for the decorators. If you ' wish anything outside our resorces in china or silver will you let me know as soon as possible this morn j mgr “If I let you know at 10 o'clock, will that be time enough?" Home-Making Helps By ELEANOR ROSS FASHION demands now thar* radiators be invisible. In thej newest buildings they are sunk \ | In the wall, and the row of frillsl permitting the heat to flood into the | room are scarcely to be seen. But if the radiator is already a perma nent and immovable fixture of the room, then there are ever so many ways of concealing its real nature. Not only aesthetic demands, but practical reasons make it rather de sirable to envelop the radiator in some covering. The specially made radiator covers come equipped with water pan inside so as to impart some moisture to the air that is steam heated—very beneficial to fur niture. as well as to those who find steam heat unpleasantly Irritating But its appearance recommends itself mostly to the housekeeper with an eye for harmonious decoration. The right kind of cover trans form unbeautiful steam-pipes into a handsome console, or a window seat or a good-looking stand for books or flowers. Metal covers are most practical, of course, and they are now being fin ished to resemble any kind of wood desired—oak. walnut, mahoghany— or. if painted furniture is used in the room, the radiator cover can be finished to blend with the rest of the color scheme. Now. while radiators are not in use. is a good time to have them measured and fitted for then Winter covering. It should fit well—cover the radiator generously. The grills or openings should be in front, not at the top (as some experimenters with home-made radiator covers found out). If desired, the top of the cover can be a lid to be raised—to permit extra heat to HU the room, and also for easy cleaning of the radiator from time to time For the small room, where spaces is precious, the radiator cover has the additional advantage of furnish ing more surface of table height. "Plenty of time. Is there anything more 1 can do for you now?” ••Nothing sue to tell me about the piano. In wha? shape is It?" "It needs tuning, nothing else It has an unusually good tone. Shall I attend to having it tuned for you?*’ "If you will be so kind, yes." "I will se* to it Immediately.** Mr. Seibel rose and bowed himself away from the table. Mr. Veritxen looked after him. , - Vndfogulsed Annoyance I "Conceited puppy.” he said "Thinks himself a genius in hia line. I am told. But 1 don’t take much stock in him. Are you going to let him run your party?*’ "Not wholly.” • smiled, for his un disgutsed choler was highly amusing “I have a few ideas which I am go ing to have carried ouL ”Oh.'” as 1 noticed his untouched plate. ”1 am afraid your breakfast is cold.” 'I could not eat until you did.” h* ^d quietly, and ss I flushed I found myself wishing that he and hi* pune tili uisness were miles away But 1 could not utter that wish sJoud, and instead 1 exclaimed concernedly: "But you really must send thai dish back——” "To return warmed over." H« gave a little shudder. "No. thank you. I prefer It cold If I eat It all’ _Another Furtiye Arf % anre But eat it he did. I think he must have been uncommonly hungry. And as my own hunger had been given i fillip by the uncomfortable quarter hour I had accorded him we made a good breakfast. "Please do not let me keep you.” I said when we had finished th« last of our griddle cakes. "I’m going to sit here for a little while and make a rough sketch of this room, so that I can plan my decoratlona* He rose abruptly. "Then I take it. I am only In youi way." he said, and there was childish offense in his tone. "Please!" 1 said softly, smiling up at him. for I was not yet ready tc hurl a direct gage of battle in his direction. "Tou know l did not meaa it in that way. But I know—no on* knows better—how very busy you are. and 1 did not feel that I could waste your time In Just sitting bj while I studied this out.” "Just sitting by and watching you study things out." he repeated softly putting out his hand and touching mine with furtive swiftness “I can not imagine anythtng more delight ! fui.” Corjright. INI *» NtwiMvw Cssur* lUrwts. is* (Continued Tomorrow.) 0»*Trtfkt. i»s*. k7 NM»ipa»«T Ftatar* Strhm. Ih — .i -. — ■ ... ».— .■—■■■■■ The Jailer. Husband Is Due for a Shock —Unless He Gives His Wife Some Leeway -SAYS WINIFRED BLACK And the Strange Part of It Is, She Loves Him, But These Are Days of Personal Liberty and She Insists Upon Hers THE PRETTIEST Woman inf the room laughed. There was something not quite pleasant in her laugh. “My husband,” sne said. “How is he? WNFKD BLACK ••well, i'll tell fou some news. have no hus band. The man you think is my husband isn’t that at all. He’s my jailer.” And we all laughed and the prettiest woman laughed again, but when the party was over and the pret tiest woman and I were alone to gether she told me about »t. “I wasn’t joking when I said that about my husband," said the Prettiest Woman. “I meant it—he really isn't my husband: hs really ta my Jailer. "He doesn t want me to go a step anywhere on earth without him. "He doesn't want ms to read a book unless I tell him all about it, and if I go to a matinee with a friend he wants to know why I didn't tell him I wanted to see that play, and he would have taken me to see it himself. "He wants to know every soul I know, and hear every word I hear. "When anyone calls me on the telephone if he is there he picks up! the receiver upstairs and listens In. and he’s always trying to catch me fibbing. "I’m not going to stand It more than a week longer. “I can't endure it. and bold up mv head like a sane human being. "I’m Just trying to make up my mind what to do "One of three things 1 certainly — shall do. Road Number One la to sink down into a nothing and a no body. and be a doormat for the rest of my life—and he didn't marry a doormat. “He wouldn't have liked me If I had been a doormat. He liked me because 1 was different—so be said —and because I had a mind of my own. and a heart of my own. and a way of my own: and I know if I tun Into a doormat he'll be tired of me In a year—so I'm not so strong for ths doormat idea—but I'm considering it Just the came. "I’ve got to find some way out, and maybe I’ll have to take ths doormat way. "Rsad Number Two—Oh. If I take that. I’ll throw up my head in a temper and bang the door, and go home to Mamma. "Of course. I'll come back again, but in a little while I’ll bang the door again and go home to Mamma again, and by the time 1 have done that three or four times there won't be any husband left—or any wife, either. "Road Number Three—Well, that's the simplest road of all. and the one that most wives and many husbands are driven to pursue when they are in this sort of a box. "The ‘Alibi Road.’ the smooth, easiest way. Fib a little, lie a good deal, live your own life and hide it. I don't like the third road as well as slther of the other two. but I may be driven to It after all. "You see. I really love my hus band, or I would love him If he'd be a husband and not try to be a Jailer." And the Prettiest Woman meant every word she said. I do wish she’d have a plain, simple, unemotional talk with Hus band Maybe he'd let her take off her handcuffs and help her to get out of Jail himself. In ths meantime, which road do you suppose she'll take to the Free dom that Is the honest route of every honest soul, man or woman, born under the sun? cwtlfht ills. Sr N»W»P*P«* f»»wr» Sprflrp. Uc Helpful Advice to Girls By NANCY LEE Dear nancy lee: Can you tell me what to do to be popular with boys? 1 am in my middle teens, and am liked a lot by girls. I have loads of wonderful friends among girls, but boys seem to dislike me. I have wonderful parents. I am the only child. A creat many of my friends are Inconsiderate of their mothers in particular. Mother and I enjoy each others’ company and hava many wonder ful times together. Any child without brothers or sisters cannot help but be a little spoiled. 1 think. For the past year I've been go ing out a good deal and have con sequently have met boys. The ones I know well think I'm "a good sport." if they think at all. I love sports and participate in them all. I guess the only thing to do is forget my unpopularity until I get older, although it's continually ► brought before me when I see my friends enjoying the company of boys. I can't give them "a line." as conversation is called. Is there anything you can say? Who should speak first, the boy or girl, when walking In street or corridors of a school? SC.: There is no royal road to * popularity and very often the! popular girl who Is liked by every one is preferred by nobody. There is no need for a "line" If one is able to converse Intelligently and listen sympathetically. Forget that you are^kn only child and do not expect the attention from outsiders that Is. no doubt, accorded you by your family. Take an Interest In the activities and hobbles of others and. above all. don't mope over your fancied unpopularity. You are young and Intelligent, and can therefore realize that at present you are wise to enjoy pleasant friendships free of sentimental strings. A Fashion Model’s Diary By GRACE THORNCLIFFE Pam's Romance Goes on Swimmingly PAM'S romance seems to be*1 swimming right along. She | wrote today that she was In-; vited to a very Interesting house party this coming week-end and must have a new bathing-suit, parcel post. special delivery. By the way she rushed through the letters and saved her words I might have thought it was a telegram, but I managed to glean that the party was to be at a charming estate on one of the lakes up In the hilla When she added a postscript saying that Bob's married sister and his brother (Bob being the beaux of the hour) were to be present I realized that this was Indeed to be an important event. Luckily I didn't have to look far for a smart new model as there were several in the shop. Choosing a bathing-suit is such ar important matter though that I could not quite choose my own Judgment.! Of course. It is much simpler this year to have a flattering suit, one that reveals and conceals to the ex press advantage of the wearer, than In previous seasona For those who do not look well in the athletic one piece suits there are the shorts with fitted waistline and pleated trousers that give the effect of short skirts Ths littls bolero jackets that attend some of the models are attractive, too. But Pam is one of those for tunate damsels blessed with a figure that can wear anything, and I chose a one-piece model that was slightly fitted in at the waistline. It was thr color that reaily worried me as the one I wanted to sena was white. When I asked Madame s advice she questioned me about Pam's skin— was it a pretty tan or one of those fair skins that simply gets a bright pink from too much sun? When I assured her that Pam's skin tanned a luscious nut brown, not too dark, she urged me to send the white suit. I understood why when she ex plained. “Do you remember the Junior League girl who was here last week with the rich, bronze-tinted skin? Now think back for a moment and recall how beautiful she looked in the ivory satin evening gown I se lected for her. The satin blended right Into her skin both as to tex White Silk Jersey Swimming Suit tur» and quality. These white frocks that Paris is sending us now are ex ceedingly charming but must be worn with discretion — particularly in the Summer when Old Sol la up to such colorful tricks." And an I sent the white suit to Pam with my blessing It was of silk Jersey and moulded to the figure by tucks above the waistline and flare* Just a mite below. A rubber cap made like a turban went with It. The whole costume was particularly sweet for such a youthful charmer as Pam. Good-Night Stories By MAX TRELL Quack, quack, quack, Water on my back. Where does it roll to? Wherever it's told to I Quack, quack, quack. —Shadow Song. • • • THE clock struck twelve. Ons by one MIJ. Flor, Hamd, Yam and Knarf—the shadow-chil dren with the turned about names— crept out of their masters' and mis tresses' bedrooms, and slid silently down the dark corridor until they reached the nursery door. It was shut, so. making themselves very tiny, they walked in through the keyhole. Once they got inside the nursery they were very happy. It meant the beginning of their adventures. All day long they had to be on duty (like policemen) beside the real children, going wherever they went and doing everything (and more) than they did. At midnight when the real children were fast asleep, their duty was done, and they were free to go where they pleased until dawn. So they immediately—for they didn't want to lose a minute—set about looking for adventure. Now. you may imagine that a nursery is hardly the place in which to find it. You're quite wrong. It’s exactly the place in which te find It. as you will soon see. "Look!** Knarf exclaimed, all at once. "I've discovered something. It looks like a duck." "It is a duck." agreed the others, running over, "a tin duck." "Only a tin duck. What a pity.** said Knarf. unable to hide his dis appointment. "What good is it a taste to eggplant. Even In appear e — ■ !■■■— WTNr-y ■' ... “It It a Duck," They Agreed then? It can’t quack. It can't wad dle. It can’t swim, it has no feathers, you can't roast It-'* •‘See here.'* broke la a tiny voice at that moment, "you're going a little too far. young man. You may think you know a great deal about tin ducks, but you don't know any thing at all. I can quack as well ai the best of them, and as for wad dling-" "Humph, you can’t even move your legs How can you expect t« waddle?" the shadow-boy demanded “Very easily. Do you see tha< little screw on the end of my tail* Just give it a few turns, will you?* Knarf did as he was told. N*« sooner did he do so than, to theli astonishment, the tin duck began t« waddle about the nursery, uttering curious little tiny quacks. Knar! was dismayed. It was the first time he had ever seen a tin duck waddle and he simply couldn't believe hit eyes. He stood on one leg an< watched It with hia mouth wld« open, unable to say a word. Altai taking a few waddles it stopped. "You didn't wind me up enough." It said. "But I can waddle can't I?" There was no more question abonf It. and they all clustered about it asking eagerly. “Will you take u« for a ride? May we alt on youi back?" "Certainly, certainly! Just give tha screw a dozen turns. That will b« Just enough to get me across tbi room, which is a long enough ride.,* "All right, sit on Its hack," Knar directed, "and I'll wind It up." Instead of giving the screw • dozen turns, he gave it two dosert for he didn't think that across tin room was a "long enough ride.* Then he sprang lightly upon iti back, and the duck (which hadn't noticed what he had done) started of toward the opposite wall, which wai hidden In darkness. "Quack, quack, quack—we’re van near the end of the ride now," it an nounced suddenly. "Just one mori wadd’.e and we'll be at the wall." Consternation! It kept right 01 waddling, straight into the lnk-blacl wall, which all at once seemed ti | be melting away in front of them | as though they were going rlgh through it. They were going rlgh" : through It. Copyright, 1«*30. *» N>«tp*pw rattan Borneo, to* (Tomorrow: Behind the Wall.) Word* of the Wise. Condemn the fault and not the actor of it. —Shakespeare. Whoever does not know how to recognize the faults of great men ii incapaWe of estimating their perfections. —Voltaire. We may concede any man a right, without doing any man a wrong; but we can favor no one without injuring someone. —Colton. Extreme eagerness to return an obligation is a kind of It*; gratitude. * —La Rochefoucauld, i If you do a favor to a bad t man, the favor it lost; if you dr ill to a good man, it lasts for a length of tima. —Plautus. ' Better die once for all than lire in continual terror. —desop , ,.... i