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A Home Magazine Page for Women Readers of the Light I < The Elopement of Enid Alice Dorset, slim, fair and within three years of forty, turned suddenly upon hearing the click of the front gate; then her face paled. ' A messenger boy with a yellow envelope in his hand was coming up the path. ■ Something has happened to Enid —something has happened to Enid,” kept running through her brain, as she tore open the telegram with trembling fingers Then she read: "Come at once. Am in very com promising position, Manor Inn. Elm ton. ENID.” With haste she could catch a trainl out which would get her into the | station about 10 o'clock that night. The drive from there to the Inn would mean another half hour J at the outside. Mrs. Dorset was thankful that Enid had chosen a familiar place to her for an escapade. Enid Dorset had been in boarding school for six months, and each hour of the past six months Mrs. Dorset had been in constant dread of her daughter’s proclivities for get ting herself into trouble. "Thank goodness she’s safe and sound, whatever else has happened." was the thought uppermost in Mrs. Dorset’s mind as she pinned on a dainty toque of mouse colored beaver. When the train drew into the sta tion at Elmton one other passenger alighted. He was a clean-cut. hand some boy. with perhaps twenty-one years to his credit. In the dim light of the station platform Mrs. Dorset observed that the boy was met by a gentleman who descended from a large, double-seat ed sleigh, and she overheard their greeting. "Ned. my boy—a—this is rather an awkward affair, but it’s jolly of you to come and help me out.” The older man was plainly embarrassed. "I’m right at your service any time, dad.” the boy laughed joyously. "Do we go straight to the inn?” "Yes. I wonder if any one else is going in our direction?” In the true spirit of the country, i John Alien looked about the station: and spied Mrs. Dorset. H» approach ed her and raised his hat.- "Madam, can I be of ariy service to you?” "I heard you mention the inn,” answered Mrs. Dorset, with her a> pealing eyes meeting his. "and was about to get a conveyance—” "Which would be foolish when we are going straight there. If * you will accept a seat in my sleigh—” “Thank you. I will." When they drew rein at the inn door Ned Allen was ahead of his | father in helping their fair passen-1 ger from her nest. There was a gleam of fun in his eyes when he i heard his father's impatient order to the hostler. It had not taken John' Allen long to feel the magnetic at-, traction of the silent little traveler. They entered the spacious hall with its blazing fire and slmultane-1 ously Alice Dorset and John Allen turned to look at one another. In| his eyes a deep admiration sprung, in her a half timid appreciation of his attraction. Then a cry from the far end of the hall startled them. "Mother, mother!” Mrs. Dorset rushed to the side of the girl, who was sitting propped in a huge armchair. “Enid, darling! What does this mean? What are those horrible bandages doing?” Alice Dorset held] the girl in her arms. "John Allen and I were eloping j when—when the sleigh overturned j and my ahkle got twisted. We came here, and tnat old doctor made me stay.” Enid turned wistful eyes upon her mother and then looked up to see a handsome boy who strongly resembled John Allen staring at her with open admiration. She cast, a demure glance at him before con tinuing her narrative. "It isn’t because I don't love you. mother mine, that I wanted to elope —it just seemed more fun and excit ing—l met him about three months ago, and”— The boy and his father were ap proaching. "So our passenger was Mrs. Dor set?” John Allen took the hand of Enid's mother, and dropped it quick ly. All emotion had gone from his voice, and in his eyes an expression of intense pain lingered. "Ned,” he turned to the younger people, "this is Enid Dorset. How is the ankle, little girl?” There was a new ten derness in John Allen's voice. "It is perfectly fine now,” laughed Enid, with a friendly glance at Ned Allen, who had lost no time in ap propriating a seat close beside her. “It won’t be lonesome here, now that I have some one to talk to.” "Enid, dead. If you are being amused so nicely I am going to run off with Mr. Allen for a few minutes. You see. dear—he must ask my con sent before he steals my little rose.” There was something deep in Mrs. Dorset’s voice that made Enid look quickly up at her mother and a hidden spring opened in the girl s heart. • "Mother, dear—l—don't want to marry—anyone. I have never really loved—but you. Will you tell him that, please?" Enid buried her head , in her mother's neck for a second, then let her go. John Allen glanced questionlngiv at his companion when she led him into the seclusion of the small ante room. When she was seated he drop ped down beside her and remained silent. “Enid has never known a father's love,” murmured Mrs. Dorset; "we lost him when Enid was a wee child.” “Perhaps had she mentioned that I would have analyzed my feeling' for her before it was too late The despair in the man’s face prompted Alice Dorset. "Enid was telling me," she said ir answer to his questioning eyes, tha she thought she loved you this after noon when she started to elope"— "And now?" John Allen's face 11 up with an eagerness that made th. blbod tingle in Mrs. Dorset's veins and she looked quickly down at th toe of her mouse colored shoe. "And now—she loves only me." "I have always noticed that Eni and I"— "Jt's rather queer, isn't it?” "What?” "That you and Enid should bot make a mistake." “I started to tell you that Eni and I are very much alike when comes to loving.” "JahaS w weathi T©© ©W to SdS Ona WfilW’s Km®” = ° NsEH MmM®y Copyright, 1911, by the New York Evening Journal Publielung Company. When girl troubles and the big REALLY troubles rnn you down (hold your little ear close, little girls who are hunting for ease, for the hurt in your poor little heart), don't be 'shamed, and don't think your legs are too long: hunt out that wonderful, half-forgotten comfort of your mother's knee. Oh, how it helps! You're never too big; your mother always has room on her knees and In her kind heart. Cynthia Grey's After-Supper Talks Isn't it true that most of us put. in a lot of time wishing for the things we can't have? And that too] many of us spend money for things we can't afford? If we love pretty clothes and all the dainty accessories, and most of us do, it's so easy to squander the pennies that we need for real necessaries. I know, for I’m on the list of working women. And how are we going to train ourselves to do otherwise? Well, it is hard, isn't it? But we can do it. Each of us has, of course, a stated salary, anywhere from $5 up to—say 125. We who work for the smaller sums must know’ where the pennies go—it's imperative. In the first place, an account book is a necessity. It is so easy to fall into the habit of spending either wisely or foolishly, and the little ac count book helps up on the side of economy. If we mark down each dime as it goes we soon find that we become more careful. We must eliminate from our hearts all envy of our idle sisters and t pretty clothes. Although our own apparel may not be costly. It may be; of good material, well thpugh simply' | the WOMAN |: | BEAUTIFUL Lucile —Your druggist must have prepared the tonic improperly or elsoj you must have an extraordinarily sen sitive skin. I. and members of my family, have used this ointment on I various occasions and have lever found it in any way irritating to the scalp. We do not apply it to the face, as It is merely a hair grower. Po mades are always greasy. Mrs. W. B.—The formula printeo below is excellent for bleaching the I l skin. I am sure you will like it. ! n A' mon d meal complexion bleach: , Ruy a 50-cent jar of theatrical cream : and a pound of almond meal. Beat together one teaspoonful of the cream and some almond meal and add j enough hot water to form a thin spreading paste. Cut into squares of thin cheesecloth big enough to covet the face and tear a hole In the cen-j h ter of each square for your nose, so I d a little while now?” asked Enid's It mother. "And, incidentally, wait till you're off with the old love before r you're on with the new." made, and neat always, without great | expenditure. We of small salaries must watch loose buttons, worn but tonholes, spots, dust and wrinkles carefully and regard them as our bit ter enemies, which we can conquer only by the labor of our own willing hands. There's a whole lot in look ing well, you know; We can be just as well groomed on $5 a week as if we were getting ten times as much. Our hair can be clean and well brushed and combed, our bodies can exhale that indefin able odor of cleanliness without which the most expensively gowned girl is a failure, our hands and nails can show careful attention, and our faces can prove that Instead of confronting the world with a grouch we are brave enough to face our failures cheer fully in the hope of better things to come. Thus the path of the small-paid working girl will be made easier. She will win friends, will become sat isfied that the world isn’t such a bad old place after all. In time she'll be earning twice as much mon ey as the careless, discontented girl who started in on the same pay at the same time. you won’t smother. Now dampen the squares and spread the paste be tween. Bathe the face in very hot, soapy water, massage for a minute and then applja the pack, patting it | down so it touches the face all over. • Now lay over all two medium-sized ! Turkish towels and as soon as they | cool replace with others. Keep this' up for fifteen minutes, then remove | the pack, wash face in warm water, j then cool, then very cold. Two of these applications a week for three weeks, then one a week for six weeks will bleach the skin beautifully and make It soft and like satin. Jay H.—Before having your ears operated on. why not try binding them close to the head when you re-' । tire at night? In a few weeks this I simple treatment will oring gratify ing results. As you are so thin you I should take two tablespoonfuls of ol ive oil after each meal, also drink a cup of cocoa four times a day. I hardly see how you can grow shorter. Don't you think you Imagine that? Since you long to be tall you might practice stretching exercises for fif teen minutes night and morning. Hold every muscle tense, then stretch your head, then the spine, after which raise on your tiptoes. In reply to your last question. I presume the tonic you refer to does some good. May Blossom—l "really honestly” think the milk diet will cause you to > gain flesh. Order four quarts of milk ana take a glassful every hour from SAN ANTONIO LIGHT This “Helmet” Severe Beauty Test Worn by just the right Person, on a head w ‘h a!1 bination of curves and colors, this helmet hat is sal be nnarrow others beware! It is made of closely woven white straw pipea "ords of black velvet, and decorated w Ith a smashing big bow ot tne mme. the time you get up in the morning until the milk is consumed. Take one meal a day. The milk diet will plumpen your neck and shoulders and bust in no time On a diet of fout quarts of milk daily you should gain from two to four pounds a week. I heartily approve ot your .ordering your skin food of the firm mentioned by you. . Helen S.—The following method of reducing flesh is as simple as it is effective: Dissolve one pound of epsom salts In one quart of rainwater. Shave fine three bars of white soap and dissolve In the epsom salts solution. Now add two more quarts of water and it is ready for use. At night rub the prep aration on such parts ot the oody as you wish to reduce and let it dry in. When morning comes, wish It off. Continue the use of this fat reducer until the desired results are obtained. In addition take the juice of half a Lmin in a cup of hot water three qjartert of an hour before breakfast. The average reduction in weight is two pounds every week. While all gowns for morning ond afternoon wear are still straight, short and narrow plaited flounces, and even those that are gathered are appearing at the bottom of them, and especially Is this fashion being adopted in lin gerie gowns now being designed for spring. Touring cars. Cut rate. New phone 44* Cynthia Grey’s C o rrespondents Dear Miss Grey: lam in love with a girl whom I met last summer and she loves me. We have talked of mar riage, but I am attending high school and hope to go through college and marriage would not be advisable just now. Am afraid if I wait some thing will happen to part us. Please tell me what is best to do. —B. I. M. A.: Go ahead and finish your edu cation, and if you two children love each other in the right way, you'll be married one of days. When that time comes, although It seems a long time to wait, you’ll be glad you wait ed. I Dear Miss Grey: (1) What does non-de-plume mean? (21 What will remove mildew from India linen? (31 What will reduce large tonsils? (4) | What day of the week was February . 27, 1869? Also February 26, 1884? — Mrs. E. B» B. A.: An assumed title. (2) Mix powdered starch with the same quan tity of soft soap, half as much table salt and the juice of a lemon. Spread on both sides of mildewed spots and lay In sun. Repeat several times. If this does not remove It nothing will. (3) Gargle with hot salt water three times a day. At night put two or three hot fomentations around the neck, then rub in a little liniment an I bandage throat with-a warm flanne- When the bandage Is removed In the morning, bathe neck in hot. then cold I water. If tonsils remain enlarged, Consult a physician. (4) Saturday. Tuesday. • WHEN BUYING MEAT. Strange as it may seem, not a gieat many of the younger housewives are positive, when, they buy meat, that they are getting what they pay for. In selecting beef, see that the grain 1s smooth and open. If the fiber parts or breaks readily on being pressed by the finger, It will be found to be tender. In color it should be a deep rose, and the fat a rich cream color; If the fat is white it is an Indication that the beef is young and lacking in flavor, and if a deep yellow, the meat Is likely to be .tough and of in ferior quality. The choicest cuts for roasting are the sixth, seventh and eighth ribs, the sirloin and porterhouse cuts. In selecting steak, avoid the first three or four cuts, as they are likely to be broken and stringy. Sirloin and short cut porterhouse steaks are the best, although the pin bone roast Is considered best by many. Round steak is almost in variably tough. Beef tenderloin cut The Girl Who Loves (By Dorothy Dix.) Two young men have written me a letter in which they ask me to settle a dispute that has arisen between them. The point at issue is whether a girl who kisses a young man, to whom she is not engaged to be married, dis plays thereby an affectionate disposi tion or not. A contends that she does, and asserts that he would not marry any worrtan who did not like to kiss, while B takes the opposite position on the subject. As far as my opinion is concerned. I should say that any girl who kisses a man to whom she is not betrothed —and the wedding day set—shows that she has an exceedingly affection ate temperament. Entirely too affec tionate. Dangerously affectionate It likewise showis that she is utterly lacking in maidenly modesty and deli cacy. And it indicates that she is a great many kinds of a fool. If I were a man, I would no more pick out for a wife the girl that would let any man with whom she had a casual acquaintance kiss her than I would go to a florist shop and buy the battered, bruised, over blown roses that had had their freshness rubbed off by too much Handling. The girl and the rose with the bloom on them for mine, every time. Only Contempt for Such a Girl. This is also the opinion of most men. It bakes a man of very undiscrlminat ing taste to really care for a girl whose lips are free to every Tom, Dick and Harry who comes along. Of course, as long as a woman is young and good looking and has a nice red mouth pouted to a Cupid’s bow, every man will kiss her who can; but such kisses only make him have a contempt for the girl, and ready to believe any evil he may hear of her. That kind of a girl is not the sort of a woman that a fastidious man wants to marry. His w’ife must have kept her lips as austerely pure as those of a saint; for every man. In love, is a monopolist, and his eternal creed is that his lady love shall be fire th him, and ice to every other man. It is a pity that girls do not under stand this, and how they cheapen themselves by permitting familiarities from men. It is a thousand pities that they do not understand that the higher they hold themselves the more precious they become, and the more they refuse men tokens of affection the more eager are they for them. A man will risk his life tor the kiss he has to steal, whereas he won’t turn his head to meet the lips that are of fered to him. There are girls so foolish as to think they make themselves popular with men by letting men kiss them. Perhaps they do in a common, bar gain counter sort of a way; but it 1s a popularity that is dearly bought, and comes to nothing of advantage to the girl. Every man who kisses her kisses away something of her innocence, something of her purity, something of the aroma of girlhod. something that makes her less desirable in every other man’s eyes. Like the Touch of Pollution. That it vulgarizes a girl to permit men to kiss her goes without saying. It coarsens her very soul, for it lowers her every ideal of maidenly reserve and refinement. Certainly no modesfy In a girl sur vives the indiscriminate and promis cuous kiss. It is burnt up like a bit of white paper in a conflagration. Scientists are always telling us of the physical danger that wo run from the kiss microbe, but moralists may well strike a deeper note of warning for the kiss Is the death of purity and the opening of the gates to perdition to millions upon millions of young girls. Fathers are too careless to tell them of it, mothers are too nice to ex plain to them the why of it. and so they are left to find out by their own bitter and tragical experience that there is no innocent kiss between men and women, outside of the peck on the cheek bestowed oy one’s own fam ily. Every kiss is the electric current ' that sets off the mine of explosives of ' which poor, weak, humanity la com- J posed, and is not a thing to be lightly I trifled with by careless hands. There j is not one of the sad sisterhood of the I street, not a girl hiding a guilty secret | in her breast, not a woman whose hus ■lgnd has divorced her whose sin did not begin in a kiss. Hold Yonr Lips Inviolate. Therefore I would urge every girl, If she values her happiness and the. whiteness of her soul, to hold her lips inviolate and to keen her first kiss as a precious jewel to give as a wed ding present to her husband. As to the man who thinks the fact ' that a girl kisses every man that | comes along is a sign of her having lan affectionate disposition, I should I say Beware( I should be afraid that ! she had acquired the kissing habit 1 land would not be able to break herself , of it even after marriage. DECORATIONS FOR BRASS BEDS. Brass beds leek charming and at tractive and often brighten an other wise. dark bed room. bu. many people complain that they are far colder than an ordinary wooden bed that has a high head and footboard to protect them from drafts. To overcome this objection a clever woman devised a scheme which not only corrected this defect, but also added a decorative note to the room. The hangings and window seat were made of gray chintz, having gar lands of pink roses scattered over the purface. She bought more of this material and made covers that slipped easily over the brass rods at the head and foot of the bed. were fin ished at the bottom with daintv frills of the material. A frIK was also fas tened around the mattress, which showed beneath the bedspread. The covers were found not only to add much to the physical comfort, but were also useful 1n protecting the brass from the usual dents and scratches that are apt to come with the daily wear and tear of a much used room. They were made to be removed easily It required for special occas ions. across the* grain also makes a most delicious steak. < Although many people fry beef steak. It really should he broiled in order that the finest flavor be given. A peculiar green-nlue and the deep est navy blue will be very popular tUU spring