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AUTHOR OF
By SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS 'IT HAPPENED
ONE NIGHT 1
O SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS WNU SERVICE
CHAPTER Xl—Continued
B having you girls make a
song and dance of it,” Kelsey broke
in. ‘‘More hero stuff. No, thanks!
I've had enough of that.”
“I get you, pal,” said the beauty
girl.
“I get him, too,” asserted Marne.
“He did it just to put me—to put us
in wrong.”
“I did not.”
‘‘Can’t you see him being con
sciously noble in his secret soul—”
“I was not,” wrathfully denied
the accused.
“And when everything was set he
was going to spring it on us and
take the camera. Show-boy!” con
cluded Marne with lively scorn.
“Ah, have a heart, kid!” Gloria
adjured her.
“And over what?” pursued the
girl. Deep within herself she was
feeling mean and small and unfair,
and as this was all Kelsey's Hare’s
fault, she was coldly furious at him.
“Nothing but common, everyday
honesty.”
“That’s the first sensible thing
you’ve said,” snapped Kelsey.
“When do I break into this
brawl?” inquired Martin. “After all,
I've got an interest in it. See here,
Kelse; why didn’t you let me
know?”
“After the way you jumped down
his throat, right at the start?” said
Gloria. “I wouldn’t have, either.”
“I was pretty sick of the whole
thing,” confessed Kelsey. "I didn't
want to talk about it. And I don’t
want to talk about it now,” he ap
pended with rising annoyance. “This
conference wasn’t my idea. Who got
me down here, anyway?” he fin
ished with a poisoned look at Marne.
“Well, that's that,” observed Mar
tin uncomfortably. “I’ve been wrong
before, but never quite one hundred
per cent wrong, so far as I recall.
What am I supposed to do now?”
“Kiss him and say you’re sorry,”
suggested Gloria. “If you don’t, I
will.”
“How’d it be if I kissed you and
let Marne—”
“Nothing doing,” interposed that
haughty young person.
“ —say she was sorry?”
“Do your own apologizing. It’s
mostly his own fault, anyway.”
“See here, Kelse. I don’t see how
I can take that money.”
“Oh, my gosh!” burst out the in
furiated Marne. “Both of you, now!
Going noble on each other at one
and the same time. “Good-by!” She
ran out, her hands pressed over
her ears, and the concussion of
the closing door testified to the out
rage upon her feelings.
“Sweet cheese’n crackers! Is that
a *ore baby!” remarked Gloria,
gazing after her departed friend.
“I hope the poor little thing has a
good cry,” minced Kelsey. “It’s all
right. Mart. Don’t worry about the
money. I’ve made a nice profit on
the deal. There’s the rent; I’ve
pocketed that. And you may have
noticed that I’m not depositing the
salary drawn by Templeton Sayles,
Esq. to anybody’s account by my
own. Besides” —He threw out his
arms and expanded his chest, “It’s
worth a million to be able to chuck
that alias.”
Gloria bestowed upon him a look
of commiseration. “Tough luck,
boy,” she murmured.
“What’s tough luck?”
“Are you a sport or aren’t you,
Tempy, old lad?”
“I’m not. Not any longer. I’ve
been all the sport I can stand. And
don’t call me Tempy. That’s out.”
“So are we if you quit on us,
Marne. Moby. Me. Hail, Caesar;
they who still need the money sa
lute you!”
“I can't help it,” he cried des
perately. "If I have to keep on be
ing Templeton Sayles and letting
myself be guyed by that little spit
cat of a Van Stratten girl. I’ll crack.
Everything is squared, and I’m for
the open road.”
“Just give us one chance,” plead
ed Gloria. “Wait till we hear from
A. Leon Snydacker again.” Sensing
his continued resistance she retired
within herself for thought, and
emerged with her final argument.
“Look here, boys; I’m going to tell
you something. You think you’re
having a rough time. Let me tell
you, you’re a bluebird on a tele
graph wire compared to Marne.
She's the one that’s on a spot.”
“So she ought to be,” grunted Kel
sey. Involuntarily he asked: “Why?
What’s her trouble?”
“Stalling off A. Leon Snydacker,
President of Purity Pictures, Inc.,
and the human pay envelope for one
and all.”
“Stalling off, eh?” He laughed.
“That’s your idea of it, is it?”
Gloria shot a sharp glance at him.
“What’s the matter with you, Big
Boy? You haven’t got Marne wrong,
have you?”
“I have not.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure you
haven’t, at that. What you don’t
maybe get is that she’s playing it
through for her job and ours.”
“Too bad she has to work so hard
for the money, isn’t it!”
“Sa-a-ay! Go and get your tem
per massaged. What are you hold
tog back on me, anyway?”
“Nothing,” he replied airly.
“Oh, all right! Carry your own
load. All I’m asking of you is to
stick it out a little longer and back
up Marne. You know, she really
is kinda sweet on this job. It’s got
under her skin. And she isn’t too
bad, at that. If the picture flops,
it won’t be her fault.”
“I know what you mean,” glow
ered Kelsey. “I never pretended to
be an actor, did I? My specialty
is being a goat.”
The beauty-girl walked over and
hooked an arm into his. “You’re up
in that part all right. And don’t
think for a minute, that we don’t
know how swell you’ve been about
all this.”
“We know, eh? You and who
else?”
“Marne, too,” answered the other
with her shrewd smile. “But, gee!
how she’d hate to show it! How
ever, there are some things you’ve
got to woric out for yourself. I can’t
stooge for you with Marne.” She
threw open the door and shouted
up the stair-well, “Hey, kid! Are
you going to soldier on this job, or
what?”
Marne appeared, sniffing suspi
ciously. “There’s still a slight taint
of nobility in the air,” she said.
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“It’s worth a million to be able to chuck that alias.”
“Do you think you can put a muf
fler on Sidney Carton if I come in?”
“Now, you behave yourself,” re
turned her friend severely. “Or,
first thing you know, I’ll smack you
one. And I want you to lay off
Temp—Kelsey. He’s one swell guy.”
“And does he know it!” said the
incorrigible Marne.
They resumed their packing. The
process was interrupted by the ad
vent of Glunk who came to Marne,
battered, scarified, and smeared
with mud and shale offering sundry
abrasions to be bandaged.
“What have you been up to.
Glunk?” queried his master. “You
look as if you’d been trying to climb
the cliff, eh? What for?”
Glunk said something ending in
what sounded like an expletive.
“He wanted to inspect the Beck
er’s Creek dam,” interpreted Mar
tin.
“Urgck,” assented Glunk. “No
good. Bad.”
“The bridge seemed to be worry
ing him, too,” Martin added.
“Well, I’ll give the water about
one more yard to rise, and then it’ll
be time to be thinking of leaving.
So I think I’ll just take a run to
town and see if I can persuade a
truck to come for our things in the
morning.”
“Also we’re short on provisions,”
stated Gloria. “I’ll go along.”
Left alone in the house with Kel
sey, Marne completed her packing.
Then what to do? She was wearied
and nervous from the devilish in
sistexce of the rain. And for once
in her poised and self-confident life
she felt awkward. Her resentment
against the quondam Templeton
Sayles, partly a hold-over, had be
come an instinctive defense against
-a subtly invading sense of having
been stupidly in the wrong.
She went down to the study. Kel
sey rose, drew up a chair for her,
asked if he could do anything fur
ther, and resumed his reading. Si
lence. It reached the point of an
noyance for Marne. Well, direct
methods were best. She made her
attack.
“Sore?”
“No.”
She waited. That was all. After
an appropriate interval she tried
again. “You’re not over-conversa
tional.”
“I’ve lost the habit through lack
of practice,” he grinned.
Marne gloomed out of the window.
“They’re taking a long time.”
“The roads are awful.”
“Well, we can’t sit here forever
like a couple of lumps,” she fret
ted. “Do you know how to play
rummy?”
, “I am probably,” he asserted,
“the best rummy player at present
to be found within the limits of Cu
yoga County.”
“Says you! Still in the character
of Templeton Sayles. You’ll have
to prove it to me.”
He proved it to the extent of three
dollars and ten cents. Marne put
aside the cards.
“This drippy grayness has got on
my nerves. Isn’t it about time for
lunch?”
“Lunch, Glunk!” he bellowed.
Glunk served the meal, washed
up, made some uninterpretable
sounds, and sloshed forth into the
weather upon some unexplained en
terprise of his own.
The pair, thus left to their own
devices, resumed their game. Marne
lost a dollar more.
“No wonder you broke the bank at
Monte Carlo. Isn’t it awfully stuffy
in here?”
He opened a window. “The rain’s
let up.”
“And the wind’s gone down. It's
weirder than ever. Why don't they
come?”
Outside was silence except for the
rush of many waters. The build
ing vibrated softly, deeply to the
thrill of the current. Kelsey wan
dered over to the fireplace. Marne
sat, lax and dispirited. He was
about to suggest a continuance of
their game when her head went up.
“We can’t sit here forever, just
disliking each other.”
“Disliking?” Kelsey repeated with
a smile which she considered one of
the most disagreeable that ever dis
figured an otherwise presentable
countenance.
“Well, whatever you want to call
it. I’m sick of it,” said Marne.
“Any complaints?” he inquired
with false mildness.
“Yes. You’re always trying to put
people in the wrong.”
“I don’t know that I tried very
hard.”
“Meaning that we were in the
wrong already.. Why couldn’t you
have been decently frank in the first
place?”
“Frankness isn’t exactly your own
specialty, is it?”
“My life,” Miss Van Stratten in
formed him with a fine affectation
of primness and candor, “is an open
book.”
“Almost too open.”
“I suppose that means something
unpleasant.”
“Not at aIL I’m only agreeing
with you.”
Suddenly angry, he said: “Come
Dogs of Mongrel Strain Not Smarter
Than the Purebreds, Research Reveals
The argument that a mongrel is
keener than a purebred has been
discounted in numerous research
tests made in laboratories of our
largest universities. The purebred
is reported to have always survived
the ordeal of exhaustive examina
tions.
A simple answer to the question
of which is the more intelligent, is
proven in the point that most pure
bred specimens are used for show
purposes, and there is little time
spent in training them to perform
“for company.”
In instances where purebreds
have been actually trained they
have displayed almost human intel
ligence. It is especially in the obe
dience test classes at shows and
in the field at bird dog and hound
trials that purebreds have shown
their real worth, writes George Butz
in the Philadelphia Inquirer.
The fancier realizes he cannot
have a well-behaved show ring type
in one that he tries to teach some
cute stunt for entertainment.
It would be disastrous for an ex
hibitor to show a dog which he has
taught at home to sit up and beg or
imitate a “dead dog.”
The animal would be confused at
THE COOLIDGE EXAMINER
on, Marne; this virtue stuff is all
right for home consumption or be
fore the camera —”
“But it doesn’t go with you,” she
finished, in a peculiar tone.
“Not for a minute. Do you think
I’m as dumb as all that?”
Catching fire from his anger, she
demanded. “What business of yours
is my virtue?”
“None at all, of course. Only—”
“Well, ‘only’?” she prompted.
“Only I was fool enough to let
myself think I was in love with you.”
“I am doing nicely! ‘Leading
Man Falls for Star.’ And then your
dark suspicions were roused. And,
being a wary person, you naturally
backpedaled with speed and cau
tion. Couldn’t think of pinning your
young affections to an unworthy ob
ject.”
“Just the same, I think you might
have let me know how it stood be
tween you and Snydacker,” blurted
Kelsey miserably.
“Ah, now we’re getting some
where. So it’s A. Leon who is on
your mind.”
“You needn’t take the trouble to
deny it—”
“I’m not denying anything to you,
Mr. Templeton Sayles.”
“ —because I’ve got it direct —”
“Those fatal emeralds!” she said,
and laughed.
“I don’t mean the emeralds. I
have it, straighter than that. Direct
evidence.”
“Then we don’t have to discuss it
any more, do we?” retorted the
girl in tones of poisoned honey.
“Would you like to play some more
rummy?”
“No. I’m going out.” He did
not go out. He stood, glooming at
her with a face of wretched inde
terminacy. “Will you answer me
one question, Marne?”
"I will not.”
“If you’ll tell me there’s nothing
between you and Snydacker,” he
pleaded desperately, “I’ll try to—
I’ll believe you. Even in the face
of what I’ve heard.”
“Why should I?” she taunted. “Or
why should I care what you be
lieve or don’t believe? I won’t tell
you a thing.”
This time, he did go out. Re
gardless of the storm, which was
lashing in furiously again from the
northwest, he made his way to the
bridge, and trudged across without
even noticing the current, w'hich
was flooding across the floor of the
wavery structure.
One thought monopolized his ach
ing brain: he must have that un
answered question, which had still
left him with an illogical but per
sistent doubt, satisfied. He kept see
ing Marne’s face, and in that face
something—not innocence; anyone
could fake innocence; but a pride
which he could not reconcile with
her being Snydacker’s mistress.
“I don’t believe it. I don’t be
lieve it,” he kept muttering as he
plowed through the torrent of i'tm
to the long-distance booth, and his
first words into the telephone, when
he had got Marbury Gormine at his
New York office, were: “I don’t be
lieve it.”
“Is that you, Mr. Sayles? I fail
to understand you. What don’t you
believe?”
Kelsey resumed command of him
self. “Sorry, Mr. Gormine. But I
want to check up on that matter you
spoke of. Something has occurred
which throws doubt upon the ac
curacy of your information.”
“What is your reason for doubting
my information, Mr. Sayles?”
It would be too implausible to
say: “She doesn’t look like that kind
of girl.” So he answered lamely,
“I have had a talk with Miss Van
Stratten—”
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the csajimands in the ring, and ei
ther of these “tricks” would ham
per the dog’s showmanship and be
havior. Besides, it would not make
much of an impression with the
judge, who is seeking conformation,
gait and ring manners.
Now that dogs have been allotted
parts in the “movies,” there has
been an influx of animal trainers.
However, the majority of them
who have prepared dogs for princi
pal or minor parts in a film will
tell you they only work with pedi
greed dogs “bred in the purple.”
And as far as trick dogs are con
cerned, decades of circus and stage
history has proved the most reli
able dogs to train are purebreds.
Gaspe an Old Section
Gaspe is reputed to be the oldest
known part of North America and
historians say it had been visited
by adventurous white men from Ice
land and Greenland as early as the
Twelfth century. Many parts of the
coast are noted for their rugged
grandeur and one of the scenic
marvels is the giant rock at Perce,
where the herring gull and the cor
morant breed and have bred for
hundreds of years.
Improved II SUNDAY I
Uniform CflinOl
International II OX*V./v/
LESSON
By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D. D.
Dean of The Moody Bible Institute
of Chicago.
© Western Newspaper Union.
Lesson for May 21
Lesson subjects and Scripture texts se
lected and copyrighted by International
Council of Religious Education; used by
permission.
BEVERAGE ALCOHOL AND THE
HOME
LESSON TEXT Jeremiah 35:5-10:
Ephesians 5:15-21; 6:1-4.
GOLDEN TEXT—Do not drink wine
nor strong drink, thou, nor thy sons
with thee.—Leviticus 10:9.
A home is more than a house, and
yet people live as though it were not
true. They build attractive houses,
fill them with comfortable furnish
ings, and think they have a home,
no matter how they may live. God
is forgotten, pleasure becomes the
chief object in life, and money is
desired because it buys pleasure.
Intoxicants are freely used both out
side and inside the home, apparent
ly with no thought of their destruc
tive influence.
Alcohol burned in a stove produces
heat, in an engine it produces pow
er, in a man it produces disgrace
and disease, and in the home it pro
duces sorrow, suffering, and ulti
mately destruction. Why should the
decent and intelligent people of
America supinely submit to the dev
astation of this juggernaut, the liq
uor traffic? What are you doing
about it?
The lesson for today presents
three factors which make for happi
ness in the home.
I. Loyalty to Family Standards
(Jer. 35:5-10).
When the traditional standards of
a family are good and right in the
sight of God, they afford a worthy
rallying point for the younger gen
eration. The Rechabites were obe
dient to the instructions of their
forefathers. The prophet had sub
jected them to a test (not a tempta
tion, for he did not expect them to
fall) in the presence of the Jews
and in the great city of Jerusalem.
They were surrounded by the unac
customed luxury and temptations of
the city, and now the prophet tries
them further by saying, “Drink ye
wine.” But they were not afraid to
be thought old-fashioned or queer,
for they knew that the customs of
their fathers were good (see Jer.
6:16), and they stood by them.
To depend on that which is good
| and noble in the past of our people
or family, is a sign neither of weak
ness nor ignorance, but rather of
wisdom and strength. What kind of
family standards will your boy and
mine look back to? What of the lit
tle baby who lay in his buggy while
the young mother helped her hus
band pick out the bottle of whisky
in the store window which he then
went in and bought? When I see
such things my heart burns within
me against this wicked business
which destroys all of the finest in
men and in their homes.
11. Accuracy in Daily Living (Eph.
5:15-21).
“The Greek word rendered ‘cir
cumspectly’ (v. 15) may be more
closely and simply rendered ‘accu
rately.’ The thought given is that of
painstaking attention to details, un
der a sense of their importance; a
remembrance not only in general
but in particular of the duties of the
Christian’s walk” (Moule).
Every phrase in this section of our
lesson is overflowing with meaning
but we cannot here refer to them
all. Note the temperance applica
tion. The man who walks accurate
ly will be “wise” (v. 15) and will
“be filled with the Spirit” (v. 18).
The inaccurate walker is a “fool”
(v. 15), and one of his follies may
be in being “drunk with wine” (v.
18). But there is far more in this
passage. Spirit-filled people know
the will of God and therefore re
deem the time. They cultivate that
delightful spiritual exercise of home
religion known as hymn singing.
Have you tried that lately? Gather
the family or friends around the or
gan or piano. Turn off the ever
present radio for a few minutes.
Open the old hymn book and sing.
Don’t overlook thankfulness in verse
20, and then try that golden recipe.
111. Unity in the Home (Eph.
6:1-4).
A united family is obviously im
possible where one member or more
gives his time and money and very
life to booze. You know and I know
that it just does not work. Think
of the havoc thus wrought not only
in the lives of the parents, but
particularly in the lives and char
acters of the children.
Let Christ reign in the home and
there will be unity. Children will
realize that it is right to obey their
godly parents. They will honor and
cherish father and mother, and God
will reward them for it (vv. 2,3;
also Exod. 20:12). But what is more,
fathers will be wise enough not to
provoke their children to wrath.
Much of the trouble in our homes is
caused by disobedient children, but
sometimes I think even more of it
is caused by unwise parents. The
children need nurture and admoni
tion, but that can be done in kind
ness and with constructive results
if we seek the Lord’s help. Father,
mother, let me plead with you that
you permit no interest in business,
social life, or even church work to
come between you and your fellow
ship with your children. That is your
biggest job and your greatest op
portunity.
What to Eat and Why
With Approach of Warm Weather, C. Houston Goudiss
Advises Extra Care in Storing Foods in the Home
By C. HOUSTON GOUDISS
IT IS the proud distinction of America’s food industries that
notwithstanding the infinite variety of perishable foods
which are constantly available, and regardless of the dis
tances they have been transported, even the most delicate
foods are delivered to the consumer in a fresh, wholesome
condition, with all their fine flavor unimpaired.
The secret of this modern miracle is refrigeration. Vast
sums of money have been invested in long trains of refriger-
ated cars, thousands upon<?
thousands of refrigerated
trucks, refrigerated ware
houses and refrigeration
equipment in stores. All this
has been done for a single
purpose: to keep food fresh
and at its best until it reaches
the home.
At this point the responsibility
shifts to the homemaker. And if
she falls down on her job, then all
previous efforts to keep food free
from spoilage have been in vain.
Homemaker’s Responsibility
As guardian of her family’s
health, one of the homemaker’s
most important
■ tasks is to see to it
| that all food is safe
i ■ ta ble. This means
foods must contin
be protected from
the ravages of micro-organisms
which are always ready to attack
foods when conditions are favora
ble for their growth.
Two essentials are necessary for
satisfactory food preservation in
the home. First, perishable foods
must be stored at a temperature
of from 40 to 45 degrees Fahren
heit—never at a temperature high
er than 50 degrees. Second, the
right degree of humidity must be
maintained. Too much moisture
will encourage the growth of bac
teria; too little will dehydrate
fruits and vegetables and make
them unfit for consumption.
Home Care of Foods
Both requirements are met by
a good household refrigerator;
and the homemaker who appreci
ates the importance of keeping
foods sound and wholesome will
regard an efficient refrigerator as
an investment in good health. It
is especially necessary that the
food supply be properly refrigerat
ed during the warmer weather of
spring and summer, in order to
prevent the consumption of dishes
that may have become contami
nated without any marked altera
tion in appearance, taste or odor.
Highly Perishable Foods
Milk is often regarded as the
most perishable of all foods, be
cause it is an ideal medium for
the growth of bacteria. It is, there
fore, essential that this splendid
food be kept at low temperatures
at all times. It should be put into
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“ r)EAR MRS. SPEARS: Your
books have shown me how
to do so many things that I am
turning to you for help. I want
to make slipcovers for the living
room furniture because with three
young ones the upholstery is soon
going to be ruined. The job com
pletely baffles me. I am enclos
ing a rough sketch of one of the
chairs. Can you suggest any way
that a removable cover can be
made for it? B. A.”
If you are prepared to make
many neatly fitted openings al
most any type of chair may be
slipcovered. Either bindings or
facings may be used to finish
edges where seat and back covers
are cut around arms and supports.
Where there are so many open
ings of different lengths, snap fas
teners are generally more satisfac
tory than zippers. If snap fasten
er tape is obtainable it saves time
to whip it to the long edges. The
narrow frill for this chair covers
a curved line across the front and
carving at the top of the front
legs.
You can make slipcovers, all
types of curtains and many other
things for your home with the
help of Book I—SEWING, for the
Home Decorator. Just follow the
pictures, and you learn to make
the lovely things you have been
wanting for your home. Book 2
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the refrigerator as soon as possi
ble after it is delivered, and kept
there until the moment it is to be
used. Milk should never be al
lowed to stand at room tempera
ture for any length of time. For
it has been demonstrated that
when it is held at 40 degrees—an
ideal temperature—before deliv
ery, then allowed to stand at a
room temperature of 75 degrees
for an hour and a half, and again
refrigerated, a rapid increase in
bacteria occurs.
Other types of protein foods also
present a favorable medium for
bacterial growth when they are
held at temperatures higher than
50 degrees. These include meat,
fish, meat broths, gelatin, custards
and creamed foods. It is advisa
ble to keep these foods, as well as
the milk supply, in the coldest
part of the refrigerator.
Fruits and Vegetables
Fruits and vegetables soon lose
their moisture content unless they
are protected against warm, dry
air; and they are likewise subject
to the action of micro-organisms
which result in decay. But when
stored in a modern refrigerator,
these mineral- and vitamin-rich
foods can be kept in perfect condi
tion for considerable periods, thus
making it possible to take advan
tage of favorable market offer
ings.
Guarding Against Mold
As a rule, warmer weather also
increases the problem of combat
ing molds. For given moisture
and warmth, molds will grow on
almost anything. However, the
most hospitable hosts are acid
fruits, such as oranges, lemons,
berries or tomatoes; sweets, such
as jams and jellies; bread and
meat. While molds are physio
logically harmless if eaJten, they
definitely spoil the taste and ap
pearance of food.
Mold growths can be killed by
boiling. They are retarded by the
dry circulating air of an efficient
refrigerator. It is to allow for
air circulation that berries should
| be stored uncovered —if possible,
spread out so that the air can
reach more than just the top
layer.
Frequent inspection of all food
supplies, including those in the
bread box, and the prompt elimi
nation of any items showing signs
of mold, will help to keep it from
spreading.
Constant vigilance on the part of
the homemaker in caring for foods
ion hand will avoid a needless
drain on the food budget and will
safeguard the health of every,
member of the family.
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You Are Constipated?
What do you eat for breakfast?
Coffee, toast, maybe some eggs?
What do you eat for lunch and
dinner? White bread, meat, pota
toes? It’s little wonder you’re con
stipated. You probably don’t eat
enough "bulk.” And "bulk”
doesn’t mean the amount you
eat. It’s a kind of food that forms
a soft “bulky” mass in the intes
tines and helps a movement. If
this is your trouble, may we sug
gest a crunchy toasted cereal—
Kellogg’s All-Bran— for breakfast.
All-Bran is a natural food, not a
medicine —but it’s particularly
rich in “bulk.” Being so, it can
help you not only to get regular
but to keep regular. You won’t
have to endure constipation, you
can avoid it. Eat All-Bran daily,
drink plenty of water, and life
will be brighter for you! Made by
in Battle Creek.
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