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I ANN£ HIRST I FIRST MARRIAGE FAILED-- SHALL SHE TRY IT AGAIN!. "Dear Anne Hirst: My first marriage was a failure that has left its scars, and now that I am engaged again I want to play safe and ask your truthful opinion of the man I love. "I have been dating him for nearly a year, and we are both 35. For a dozen years he has held a prominent position; he is thrifty but generous, and a man who loves a home. I have a youngster of six; and they are wonderful together; we think of adopting another one after we've been married a while. "It is only when he gets angry with me that he drinks at all. Twice we have separated because of this, but always come back to each other. Do you think I should marry him? Remember, I am in love and ready to do more than my part. EDITH" HUSBAND MATERIAL ? * Your finance is good hus- * band material. He has most of * the essential traits except so- * briety. His tendency to drink * when a conflict arises is not * adult; to try to drown one's * troubles in alcohol only post- * pones the day of reckoning. * Your separations indicate a * lack of restraint, or tolerance, * which reflects on you both. * If they can result in a bet- * ter understanding instead of * quarrels, you will have made * progress. If you both are quick * to admit your faults, it seems * to me your marriage can be a * good one. Surely you two * know each other well enough * to talk this over frankly and * agree to act your age? * There is no perfect mar- * riage, and nearly always it is * the woman who must do the * adjusting. A loving and wise * wife can even accomplish * miracles, and from your let- * ter I think you have an assort- * ment of the necessary substan- * tial qualities. PERSISTENT GIRL "Dear Anne Hirst: Last year I broke my engagement, much against my will, and the boy joined the Army and was sent abroad. Soon after he got engaged (by mail) to a girl I know whom he' had dated only a few times. It was publicly announced. "Now he wishes he hadn't, and wants to be released. She refuses! Soon he will be coming back, and I'd like to know what their situation is with regard to each other. Are they engaged? "Is he free to date me as he has asked to? MARIANNE" * My opinion is only a lay- * man's, but here it it: Shapely Sheath PRINTED PA'l ILKJN 4560 SIZES 12-20 ill WKh this shapely sheath in youi wardrobe, you'll never have another "what-to-wear". worry! It's so smart, and new-looking! Choose faille, -wool jersey, or lour-season cotton. Printed Pattern 4560: Misses' Sides 12, 14, 16, 18, 20; 40. Size 16 takes 2% yards 54-inch fabric. Printed directions on each pattern part. Easier, accurate. Send FIFTY CENTS (50tf) (stamps cannot be accepted; use postal note for safety) for this pattern. Please print plainly the SIZE, your NAME, ADDRESS, and STYLE NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. * If the lad is only in touch * with the girl to ask her again * for his release, that should * convince her he has no inten- * tion of marrying her. She will * have to accept the fact, unless * she wants to be hostile and sue * him for breach of promise. * That could only alienate him * further, and it would not com- * pel him to marry her. * In such a situation, it is cus- * tomary to announce that the * engagement has been ended * by mutual consent. * I urge you to stay out of * this entirely, or she might in- * volve you, too. Don't think of * seeing him until the matter is * definitely closed. A mature couple can find a good union if each one is frank enough to admit faults and agrees to compromise. If this situation worries you, let Anne Hirst suggest ways to make your path easier. Write her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. Modern Etiquette by Roberta Lee Q. When dining with friends, is it proper for one to continue to eat while someone else is talking to one? A. It is perfectly proper to continue eating while listening to someone else's conversation-- but be sure you give evidence of your attention. Q. In a home where there is no service, and where the serving dishes are put on the table, how are the dishes started around the table? A. Properly, the host starts by offering a dish to the woman on his right, and the hostess from her end of the table starts another dish on its way around the table to the right. Q. Is "Mr. Wallace, meet Mr. Clark" a correct form of introduction? A. No. It is much better to say, "Mr. Wallace, this is Mr. Clark." BOUFFANT - Princess Margaret sports a bouffant hairdo at a public appearance for a charity preview in London. "Bouffant," fellows, means full, puffed-out. Educated Beggars Police in Southern Italy have • closed down what was one of Europe's few remaining "schools for beggars," a Rome correspondent says. The beggars confessed that their "headmaster" supplied them with "blind" cards and crutches and taught them novel methods of wheedling money from the public. Paris once had a beggars' "university" organized by a legless man who made a handsome living by trundling himself on a little trolley along one of the best-known boulevards and was the owner of several houses. London once had a huge army of beggers, but their numbers have been dwindling for years. A survey some years ago revealed that there were' 1,000 "wily beggars" in London who could feign illness with the skill of an actor. Early this century a white-haired, poorly clad old man used to sit near the old Waterloo ' Bridge in London for ten hours every day in all weathers, begging. Scores of people never' fail-" ed to drop something into his outstretched hand. What they didn't know was that each evening at dusk a carriage and pair drove along the Embankment to the bridge. The old begger would enter it and be driven to his home in Kensington, from which he emerged later to live the life of a fashionable man about town. hronicles ^ingerFarm Gwtvdolirve P. Clojckz "HOW?"-Getting an auto into a spot like this without ruining it is rather tricky, but it can be done. Ralph Foote was parked in garage at right. Somehow, his foot hit the accelerator. Car shot through back of garage, which flapped down after it before Foote rebounded from wrecked double doors of a second garage, behind car. Foote's car then propped up what was left of his own garage. Sued Man For Missing Kisses The judge tried hard to keep his features in their accustomed mould of severity, but there was a tell-tale upward curve at the corners of his mouth. He frowned reprovingly at the jury, who were much less successful than he in controlling their facial muscles. After all, it wasn't every day that a woman sued a man for refusing to kiss her under the mistletoe! The spectators made no effort to control their amusement and the repeated warnings of t:ie judge hardly interrupted their vocal glee for a second. The only really composed face in the courtroom belonged to the woman who was bringing the cction. Of uncertain age and angular carriage, she glared at the court from the witness-box, her lips set in a thin line. The defendant, a tall man with iron grey hair, pressed a handkerchief to his eyes as he heard her describe his refusal to kiss her as an imputation against her character and womanhood. It seemed that, during the Christmas holiday the plaintiff, Miss Lingard, had been a guest at a party to which the man had also been invited. Miss Lingard had a schoolgirlish crush on the man--a fact that was known to everyone at tne party except him! He was completely unaware of Miss Lingard's feelings. Knowing that her hero had been invited, Miss Lingard reached the house long before any of the other guests and awaited his arrival. Hanging in the hall were two bunches of mistletoe -- one just inside the tront door and the other above the centre of the hall. When the man arrived, the hostess answered the door and Miss Lingard unobtrusively placed herself directly under the centre bunch of mistletoe. The guest, seeing his hostess standing under the mistletoe above the door, took full advantage of the fact and kissed her heartily. Miss Lingard waited expectantly under her bunch of mistletoe. The man took off his hat and overcoat, smoothed his hair at the mirror and moved towards the lounge. - Swerving round his admirer, he said smilingly, "Happy Christmas, Miss Lingard"--then passed into the lounge without giving her so much as a "peck"! By no means defeated, Miss Lingard followed him. In the lounge were several bunches of mistletoe and the room was not overcrowded. She was seen on several occasions to plant herself under any bunch that was nearest to her "heartthrob". Everyone took full advantage of the mistletoe throughout the If all the cars in the world were placed end to end some dope would pull out and try to pass them. You will never guess what I'm going to write about this week. It won't interest some people at all; others may be forever grateful that I brought up the subject in this column--and I foresee a few letters asking for further particulars--which I shall gladly answer. Well, what is it? A hearing-aid, no less. Not the usual type of hearing-aid but the kind that you wear with glasses. But let's start at the beginning --which, for me, goes back over thirty years. One day I was returning home after a long, dusty bicycle ride--37 miles to be exact. Instead of going straight home I went for a swim. I dove into the water from a springboard but instead of a clean-cut dive I must have made "a belly-flop". My ears filled with water, and I used my fingers to force the water out. Instead of that I forced the road-dust in. Later I had an infected ear which resulted in a perforated ear-drum. Ever since then my right ear has been partially deaf and left ear forced into doing double duty. Eventually the inevitable happened and I knew I wasn't hearing as well as I should, the condition gradually becoming worse until my hearing loss reached 40 percent. Well, I determined to do something about it--following my doctor's advice. He told me the make he considered the best on the market and that was what I bought. As you know there are different types. With some it is necessary to have a cord around the neck attached to a little battery case fastened to a lapel or in the case of a woman hidden inside the front of her dress. There is also a newer type that can be attached to the framework of your own glasses. No dangling cords to bother you. That was what I got--with no after regrets. It is wonderful and hardly noticeable at all. Here is the set-up. The side pieces (temple-bars) of your own glasses are removed and replaced by specially constructed hearing-aid temple-bars. From one a tiny plastic tube is suspended at the end of which is an ear-mold which fits into the ear. The curved end of one temple-bar holds a tiny battery and an adjustable control which can be manipulated without removal of the glasses. The other bar carries your spare battery! The battery in use can be turned on or off at will according to your hearing requirements. The temple-bars are, of course, considerably heavier than what you have been used to and so require a little patience. Partner wanted me to have two sets of glasses-- one to wear with the aid, one without. But I said no, probably the very time I needed the aid most I wouldn't have it on. Better to wear it all the time and turn the volume on or off as required. That is what I have been doing for the last six weeks with excellent results. Now I'll tell you something else. The greater your hearing loss the harder you'll find it to get used to hearing once again all the sounds there are about-you. So it is far better to start early--that is, directly you realize you are getting a little hard of hearing. My first demonstration with the hearing-aid was a most extraordinary experience. The aid was adjusted and I was able to hear perfectly, even the overhead air-conditioning. After a while I took it off and it was just as if I were living in a silent world. There was no sound other than the sound of our voices. The silence was uncanny. Background noises were com-pletedly eliminated by my own lack of hearing. I believe it is this contrast that makes some people give up trying to use a hearing-aid. Suddenly, hearing too much may be harder to take than hearing too little. I know I am glad to shut off the battery when I want to be quiet. And it is particularly handy when Partner has a program on TV that I don't want to hear--a western, wrestling or variety show! It has its comic side too. Last time our grandsons were here they were so noisy. At last I exclaimed, "David, for goodness sake stop shouting." He gave me a hurt look--as did his mother. Then I remembered . . . "Sorry--I forgot I'm wearing my hearing-aid." So you see what I mean--if you are inclined to be deaf the longer you go without an aid the more you will notice the difference and the harder it will be to adjust. Of course it is an expensive piece of equipment but-pnce you are past the initial cost^the upkeep for batteries is very little--much less than they used to be. Wearing the glasses-hearing-aid is not in the least embarrassing and you have no idea what a treat it is to go to church and hear the sermon, or to a meeting and hear the speakers. I cannot give prices or make in this column but I shall be glad to forward any information if requested. And I have certainly written this in the hope that others may be encouraged and take the plunge as I did. SALLY'S SALLIES ) o oo evening, and Miss Lingard's gentleman was no laggard in this respect. It was perfectly obvious, • she said, that he was deliberately ignoring her as she had placed herself in his path on many occasions during the evening, and everyone in the room had noticed the way he avoided her. During one game the man had to pay a forfeit -- it was to kiss Miss Lingard. But, as if on ft well-rehearsed cue, at the very moment he moved towards her, the maid entered to say he was wanted on the telephone. Afterwards the matter was forgotten. Miss Lingard alleged that the man had purposely made a foo! of her and had cast aspersion* on her character and charms by kissing every other woman at the party at least once, -and blatantly ignoring her. The defendant pleaded, that there were at least a dozen ladies at the party and, so far as he remembered, he had kissed them ell at one time or another. Quite probably some had been kissed twice or even three times. He was quite unable to recollect whether Miss Lingard had been among them or not. The verdict went against the plaintiff, the jury striving ha>-d to maintain a serious mien, and Miss Lingard left the court, her honor unsatisfied, her lips still unkissed by the man of hc-i dreams. Read The Stars r Stars tell all. Every fact that family and friends want to know and remember about baby! Easy embroidery! Delight mom with this sampler she'll hang in baby's room for all to admire. Pattern 574: transfer 12 x 16 inch panel; 60 names; chart. Send THIRTY-FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted; use postal note for safety) for this pattern to LAURA WHEELER, Box 1 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. Print plainly the PATTERN NUMBER, and your NAME and ADDRESS. Send for a copy of 1959 Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Book. It has lovely designs to order: embroidery, crochet, knitting, weaving, quilting, toys. In the book, a special surprise to make a little girl happy -- a cut-out doll, clothes to color. Send 25 cents for this book. THE PRESSURE OF BIG BUSiNESS-Five-year-old Ricky Wright checks the stock market from his dad's office. A financial paper on his lap brings the youngster up to date in the heody world of finance. Why such interests in one so young? Because Master Wright, who threatens to wind up as a b-i-g businessman some day, is a stockholder in the Chesapeake and Ohio Railroad. Just two shares, mind you, but Ricky calls it HIS railroad.