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THE McHENRT PLAIN!)BALER, McHENKT, ILL > K", ^ , " /T • ^ "si : •frV # > *¥ i v ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ i -a> ^ «r ^ | VW. .. .,_ ... ' ^ ^ KATHLEEN NORRIS by Kathle«a Norrii Wl ! MARRIED LIFE This le a story of married tlfe-r anil a wife's great love. But there'* nothing humdrum about that same married life-r-far'from it. There's ideal love in it, and Jealousy and even murder. And at the end the triumph of a-' wlfe's love. In the beginning Ellen Latimer is disclosed as a giri--pretty, poor and talented. Fate transports her -to Paris studios and; thcn: to the luxurious life of wealthy New York. Fate marries her "to an attractive fellow, son of a rich man and talented as an artist. Fate,gives her a devoted husband and the Joys of 'ove almost ideal. Then fate brings in a young and attractive stepmother, who maneuvers her way between husband and wife. The wife is to^n .by Jealousy. Finally she believes the. worst. Her husband's father also, believes the worst. Father accuses son and strikes him. ordering him from the house. " And then fate strikes its hardest blow The father is found dead In his study under circumstances that point to murder. The son la arrested for murder. The wife la obliged to tell of the quarrel. Circumstantial evidence closes tightly around her husband. But he convinces her that he is innocent. Her love triumphs and she stands by him to the end--which is something far different from being executed for murde- The authorT Kathleen Norrls. one of the best of our American novelists. She was born, brought up and married In San Francisco. At first she wrote short stories for the magazines. Her first novel was commended by William Dean Howells Since then her public has been large. She has a long list of novels to her credit, including '"Mother," "The Story of Julia Pa®e,' "The Hoart of Rachel." "The Rich Mrs. Bur- . goyne." "Sister*" * and "Harriet t and the Piper." Point, the fashionable colony of a score of senile homes .two miles away. She was large, perfumed, tieautlful, and kindly. She kissed ICllen, und called her "Nellie Iluckley's girl," and she told Ellen thut she1 hud loved her mother. They had been girls together Id a convent boarding school. "The Buckleys were lovely people," saftd this enchanting visitor, "and Nellie was an ungek They had a great deal of money then; I went to drive with her many a time behind a pair of the ^handsomest horses you ever saw. Whatever happened. . . .7' Aunt Elsie said something of Speculations; it was ail long ago. The •Buckleys were all scattered and dead. She sighed with sad enjoyment. The visitor came upon some of Ellen's school work, and asked Ellen questions. And Ellen told her with shy eagerness (hat slie bad hoped to be an artist. - - • -->v" Mrs. E. Sewall Rose asked her where she was g*lng to study. Aunt Ellen answered this question. Ellen had no time for fooling; she waa going to work; they had the boy to raise, and Father felt that they had done all that duty required. It was time now for Ellen to realize that life wasn't all prettiness and play. She said It pleasantly enough, nnd the background of the comfortable home, and pretty Ellen, In her carefully made gingham, and the plate of crullers and the decanter of wild chewy wind were all there to soften It CHAPTER I Ellen Latimer reached the big station just before the rain began to fall. She went past the paper stand, where laden men were slapping down pennies and rushing on with hardly a perceptible pause, and where all the pretty girls In the world were smiling from the brilliant covers of magazines; girls peeling pumpkins. In demure kitchen ginghams; and girls furred to the eyes, going to football games with pennants over their shoulders, for Thanksgiving was close at hand. She went past the clock that was watched by so many patient and eager eyes, and came to the special gate among a dozen gates where a red boxed sign showed the words "Express Fort Washington 5:22." She had spent the morning, as usual, at the Art Students' league, but she had deliberately loitered about 1he city, all afternoon. In the hope that Ellis Thorpe would join her on this train. Ellen's destination was Port Washington, a quiet old village at the tertpinus of the line, but Ellis lived at Douglaston, which was a fashionable modern colony, four miles nearer New York. ' • -- J She Was Poor, Ambitious, Eager for Life, Ignorant as to the Meant, of Gaining Her Place in the World. But a week later Mrs. E. Sewall Rose wrote to Aunt Elsie, and sent a check that was to cover all the expenses for Ellen's first quarter at the Art Stti- Rbout from office to office of the magazines selling pictures. A deep discontent fell upon he£,* she began to turn to the world-old refuge of women: she would marry. Then, when the urgent financial question was laid at rest, she mlgl^t begin to make her way. . • • • * • Joe, with an umbrella, met her with the first rush of pure country air, at the station. Ellen, whose Celtic heart was always eagerly reaching for evidences of affection to this-adored younger brother, thought this wonderfully sweet In Joe. He was a big, lumbering, loosely built lad of eighteen, In -muddy boots, rough corduroy trousers, and with a gray sweater's rolling collar totiching his ears. Winter and summer Joe lived In tills or a similar sweater. His untidy black hair fell In a long lock between hip handsome "black eyes; he grinned ainiabl.v at his sister. Joe had declined high school, and had driven the village grocery wagon during his fifteenth year. Then he had worked with the plumber, and the electrician. After that he had worked upon a private yacht for a whole summer, had lived In New York for a few months, deeply enjoying his Initiation Into the work of a cub reporter, and only two weeks ago. upon Grnntlpa Liitinier becoming distrustful of the effect upon so young a boy of boarding In the city, Joe had indifferently and good naturedly returned home, and engaged himself to Bates. Joe was utterly devoid of ambition. The Latimer house was on the right side of Main street, perhaps the tenth or twelfth In an unbroken line of fenced, old-fashioned village homes. All these houses were wooden, and simple of design: four windows separated by a porch door downstairs, five windows In an unbroken row upstairs, looking out upon the porch roof. There was u definite, primitive beauty about them; they were old, and age had somewhat softened their, ugliness; their sniall-paned windows radiated homely cheer. But Ellen saw no beauty here, she longed for one of the modern smaller houses up toward Flower hill; houses with bathrooms In them, and electric light, and fireplace and furnaces; houses with wide windows, and shingles and white paint. iler aunt nodded to her from the kitchen stove, ami Ellen, who had hung up her hat and coat, smiled, back as she warmed her hands over the glow. There was a delicious smell In the kitchen. Ellen gave a deep smiling Sigh ift the sight of creamed mutton stew with dumplings, corn pudding and fried sweet potatoes. "Oo--Aunty! What a good dinner! And I'm starving." "Well, I hope you'll . get enough," Mrs. Baldwin said, with the little nervous twitch of her countenance that passed for a smile. There's a letter for you up by the clock. Oo tell grandpa supper's ready, and see If I've left anything off the table." Ellen escaped the tireless voice. She Into "'paradise. Ah, how she would work, how she would advance, how proud they would all be acvne day! She fairly rushed Into It. S4ie was Ellen did not know him well: they had been Introduced on the train, and never met elsewhere. Ellis was only nineteen, still In high school, nnd the I the most earnest, the most tremblingly girl was more than three years older I happy, of all the earnest, trembling be- They talked only of themselves as j gluners that fall. And she did succeed, the train tore on Its noisy way. Ellen Her honesty, and her simplicity, and talked of her day's experiences at the Art league, and her starry beauty, and the flash of her blue eyes, under the fur-trimmed hat. aud the infectious gayety of her laugh, lent the dull subject a sudden charm. Young Thorpe was personal in his replies; his was the type that renders personalities inoffensive, and Ellen flushed with her pure and fiery ambition, made her a marked figure In the classes from the beginning. There were a great many silly girls In the art classes, and a few serious ones, like Ellen. The boys were dark, earnest young Hebrews for the most part, risen from emigrant homes; poor. shabby, sometimes hungry, but making steadily for their dents' league. Ellen mounted armlet went Into the livinji room, a rather small room where the round tahle was amusement and pleasure, and turned ! Koa'- other boys were there, too. from his merciless stare to smile at her own reflection In the dark car window. It was a lovely reflection. The laughing eyes were a deep Irish blue, with soft shadows and lone sooty lashes accentuating their essential innocence. The skin had a $ure and hf-althy pallor, except on the high cheekbones, ^V'bere there was a brilliant touch of color, and Ellen's mouth was wide, like her Irish mother's, kindly, humorous, the thin lips exquisitely red, the big teeth shining. Her hair was a satiny black. Ellen thought, herself, that shj?' lounging, unkempt youths, who meant to "get Into the newspaper game." Perhaps two or three times during the winter Mrs. Hose asked her protegee to lunch with her. She would be on a shopping trip, furred, and scented with violets, and she would make Ellen order all sorts of expensive :dishes. The girl went back to her work with a flushed face and a dancing heart. So two terms, three terms, went by. And now Ellen was well Into a fourth, and felt herself no nearer a livelihood than she had been at the end of the W88 pretty, but Ihe thWu'l r«W B„v"e h tar pleasure, M l,he J J,? T * , «'-he h..,., o.f . , , did really drift Into newspaper offices mere beauty If one lacked -every . . .. ... .n »•"«». o.t.h.e r good» ,tih •i ng in .tuh e wor.l d*?_ She wa•s but wih at they did there seemed to be j . , .... errands and answering the te enhones poor, ambitious, eager for life, ignorant • .• . 1 os to .t.h e means of- gai- ni,n g tier place , and.i rusih in•g .ia bo.u• t town u. pon ,u tiin'^.r - Itn- tne worio. . ft !1 eating investigations, rather thxn Ht- ' 4fi1n n at d.r awing-.b oard, s. Ellen could not do that. Nor could slie open a studio on Washington Square, and go Her father's father had been a sea C«ptain. He was an old man now, living with a vigorous widowed daughter. Ellen's Aunt Elsie. The two had made a home for Ellen and little Joe when Ellen's father, several years after her XDother. had died ten years ago. Ellen was twelve yhen. and sensitive, and j -- Joe. ut eight7, was> iieginninu to he un- j -This s'ory Is. told of ' Dr. Henry manageable. Grandpa, idle and shelved j.Pryry Hatfield, former governor of West Virginia, when as a mountain already set for supper. An airtight stove was here, and near It sat old Captain Latimer, with his thin sliky white hair brushed scrupulously, and his old carpet slippers resting on the nickel-plated shield of the stove. He wore old gray trousers, and a brown jacket he called his "Oadogan." and over his chest a thin beard flowed, as white as milk. His sharp eyes w»?re bright blue, in a clean, weuther-hea'en face. "Do. Ellin?" he said. In a sharp, high old voice. "Don't Elsie p'posfe to give us no supper t'nlght?" "Two seconds, grandpa!" Ellen answered absent-mindedfy. Her eyes were only for her letter, a big square letter. Who was It from? Ah I It was from Mrs. Itose. of course. Two minutes later the exultlng Blten was back In the kitchen. "Aunt Elsie. Isn't this wonderful? Isn't this Just lovely. Mrs. Rose wnnts me to go to her Thanksgiving house party. Her son. that's Arthur, and the girl, Lucia, are going to have a lot of friends at Hastings-on-Hudson! On. I tlilnk she's a darling to want me. And here's my ticket an<i all--my madeover gray dress, and my lace dress-- doesn't It just seem as If my clothes were made for this special thing?'And she signs It: 'Your friend. Abhy Cnrnaby Hose'; I think Carnqb.v's a* si onning name " Thus Ellen, stuttering and stumbling lr "her Joy Hnd excitement, and all the while automatically assisting in* the process of "dishing up." They were hII hungry and ate fast. Ellen propped her letter against the teapot and regaled her family with the delights of winter house parties among the upper classes; Joe listened with a grin; the old Captain drank his tea noisily from his saucer, and removed from his mouth portions of the stew too hard for mastication. Mrs. Baldwin, who had been a baby In arms fifty years before, a dutiful daughter, an admiring comrade, was his mother now. She crushed the hard crusts of his toast, and over-sweetened his tea, and,, saw that he had plenty of soft food. He could no more offend her than might a buby of two years. Joe's own conduct at the fable was almost equally open to criticism. Ellen saw nothing and heard nothing; she was going to visit at a fashionable country house; she was beglnifing to live I There "were difficulties to be met, of course. The first was the Surprising resentment of Aunt Elsie. Thanksgiving was a home day. Aunt Elsie didn't like the idea of Ellen going otf with a lot of godless people; dancing, as likely as not, getting her heud full of crack-brained ideas-- 'Well, I don't like the Idea of oldfashioned Thanksgiving 1" Ellen answered, trying not to sound Impertinent. "We all eat too mych, tnd the house gets too hot, and you're wording for three days baking and fussing I" She did not dream that stat^atruck to her aunt's hearL The natloifarholiday was a sacred institution to Mrs. Baldwin. And now Ellen--Ellen was disparaging Thanksgiving! The two were In Ellen's bedqpora when this conversation took place, and Mrs. Baldwin turned aud went downstairs without a word. Ellen stood still, in the center of the Ice-cold room, her face flushed with shame, the gaudy patchwork quilt she was about to spread over her newly-made,bed banging from her hands. Her heart smote her. They would miss her on Thanksgiving day. But what could she do? Nothtng in life seemed so important as Mrs. Rose's wonderful Invitation. When she went downstairs there was a decided chill in her aunt's attitude. It was Sunday, nnd the older woman was neatly dressed for church. She enjoyed churchy and would come home at half-past twelve rosy from the cold air and full of kindly gossip. She would walk down to the post office for the mall, too; there was rarely any mall, liut all the world of Port Washington would be there. Ellen would have liked to sew on her fancy-work, but her aunt would not let her sew on Sunday. So she began to rend. She felt guilty. She wished tluit she were heroic enough td give up the Rose week-end and stay •here and help Aunt Elsie through Thanksgiving. Mrs. Baldwin brought back one letter, after all. It was from Mrs. Hose, for Ellen. It said that Mrs. Rose was delighted that Ellen could be with them, and tlint she would expect her on the two o'clock train from New York--on Friday! So that Ellen would have Thanksgiving at home, after all. The question of clothes remained. Even when Ellen had run fresh ribbons Into her best underwear, and had wushed her one pair of silk stockings, and had pressed the cheap yet dainty luce gown, and basted fresh frills into the neck and cuffs of the made-over gray velvet j even then she felt some misgivings. She had the dresses, but what about all the accessories? She woke. In the cold winter mornings, filled with wretched doubts. But at night, when her lamp, and the stpve downstairs, had somewhat warmed her room, she sat at her mirror, and looked at the lovely vision of rosy cheeks and shy eyes and loosened black hair; and the red lips would curve In spite of themselves Into a confident smile. Mlgcit she he the belle of the whole party? . . . Might they all admire her? Might it be a glorious triumph for the newcomer, the beginning of wonderful things? Ellen would jump between the cold, heavy sheets with a smile In her eyes, and go off to dreams of glory. What is to be the experience of this shy country girl on her first trip into the world? No Belt- or Sash m Latest Modes It la evident that many cherished fads are vanishing. Some of the styles already established are being exaggerated and translated, and some new extremes are predicted, says a Paris correspondent in the New York Times. In dress there Is no longer anything in a name. A blouse, according to the latest style, reaches to the knees. This. Is one of the conspicuous novelties shown for autumn. Ever since the normal waistline began to be dropped, the belt, or the line supposed to indicate it, has been completely erased, and now the straight silhouette Is straight indeed. That which we called a tunic a year ago was a curve I ess overdress that was at^least slightly held In about the low waistline. In the models of advance styles there appears not a suggestion of belt or sash; there is just the curveless line to the knee and below, and it is labeled an overbjouse. It Is a trying style and is becoming only to a very slim figare, though it likely will be worn by many others. Necessarily, the skirt over which this blouse is worn will be straight ifprtislilj Uncurled Ostrich Forms Cape on Evening Wrap of Carmine Velvet. and narrow, and Paris says short--almost as short as the Just-below-theknee length that was so startling when it made its appearance several seasons ago. The skirt In other types of gowns is to be fuller. Some skirts wyi be gathered full, some extremely bouffant, and in others the effect of.fullness will be gained with flounces, gathered* plaited or circular. The circular flounce and the circular skirt are so graceful and give such a piquant effect that they are expected to have a vogue. Circular Shaping of Materials. - The circular shaping of materials Is particularly attractive in gowns of crepe, chiffon, voile and all the other soft stuffs. Such gowns are charming when cut in points as they attach to the skirt foundation, and they flutter and swirl as one walks. It Is the single design among the new models that has a universal appeal, for the graduated fullness and the points are quite as flattering to the lady of embonpolut to her of the sylphlike form. In the flounced frocks the bodice in- It Cost Doctor Money to JCiire Thi$ Patient after a life of high adventure, resented their noise and their claims. And j|unt Elsie's way of enjoying life was to worry and fret, fume and scold and "fuss. kV. -M l .. i- ' ^ - fc doctor h»» rode 20 miles deep tnto the mountains one stormy winter eight and saved a mountaineer's wife' from pneumonia. . , . "Ilow much 'do | owe Hiked The grateful mountaineer. The docior. knowing the family's poverty. Jokingly . replied: - "Oh. lust Ellen went to the village sctiool. and then to high school, always with the «Jread in her young heart that after high school she would have to "work." 5*o her there seemed something d,read- ! whatever you can pay. ful in the Idea of becoming a working- "All light," replied the mountaineer, woiuan. She decided ihat she would "the only thing I have Is that old cow go away, If this necessity came upon l out there, but she's yours, and I'll jfeer; she would become a nurse, in a [bring her in next week." ;f jfriiu white uniform, and there Would . in the hospital, a stunning youny doctor. However, just before her graduation. « miracle happened. On a certain July "0uy, when there were a million roses bloom tn the old garden, Mrs. E. gewali Rose ctune to call on Aunt Elate. She was on her way to Sands ."Sure." was the'reply. "Well." replied Ilaitield. Ashing Into Ills pockets, "here's $5. Drive her back hon.e again." • , variably extends, as heretofore, to tin hips, giving the soft effect, now popular, of an uncorseted figure. It la without darts or other details and la sometimes drawn tightly around and wrinkled below the waist. From the point of the hips, and in some styles from the knees, the plaited or frllied bias ruffles fall. Evening gowns dene in this manner are enchanting wben made in the fragile silk and meial laces. Doucet has beautlfdl dinner gowns In this foode and adorns some of them with bead and Jeweled embroidery. Drecoll, too, is using the flaring flounce, and Reufern has created some things of marked distinction for evening wear, making the most artistic combinations of metal tissue and lace< Nothing could be more beautiful than a ball gown of black chantilly lace veiling a sheer frosty tissue cloth of silver and rose. Other houses, notably Chanel and Callot Soeurs, are flouncing their gowns in one way or another. Paul Poiret revels In flounced skirts, making them the feature of his frocks of moiisseline. It is predicted that we shall see many variants of this type ol gown for all occasions. , Paul Poiret is an ardent Advocate of the normal waistline. His lighter frocks are belted at the waist. So^ne of his prettiest models, one in particular of organdie, are ruffled from the helt down and have ruffles In bertha shane atop a bodice with a slightly oval and youthful neckline. Mme. Vlonnet with Jean Patou and others of equal prestige, Is quite firm In her championship of the high--that Is, the natural-- waistline. Normal Waistline to Return. That the normal waistline will be re-established Is made much more certain by the vogue of the "period" gown, for the full skirts and tight-fitted little bodices can be built in only this manner. These, in dancing frocks. In costumes for bridesmaids and in gowns for fancy dress affairs, hare greatly increased ii* favor during the past few seasons. One feature of the prevailing fash- Ions that are shown In some of the models of the season is the ostrichfeather trimming. Its popularity during the winter swept the novelty Into extravagant display, and no one thought It would last. But the couturiers of Paris found such delightful ways of introducing ostrich that It is already on Its way in many enchanting colors and forms. A graded ostrich, the willowy strands of which are cut different lengths, is one of the handsomest trimmings yet shown. It is light as a summer cloud, delicate and caressing, and gives to a gown the most fairylike effect. It is especially lovely in *ne evening models, the tulles, chiffons and tissues, and In shimmering si ks made dazzling with brilliants. A slender band of this ostrich trimming fringes the edge of circular flounces and draperies and results In the most airy and fantastic things Imaginable. Most of the prominent designers are using ostrich in some way on their dressier gowns and wraps. Martial et Armand bands a satin evening coat deep with ostrich and forms a collar of it. Poiret is using the lightest thistledown ostrich on his evening gowns, and he Is a past master tn the art of fashioning bouffant frocks. Molyneux is doing some successful dinner gowns In the straight silhouette in which he Introduces contrasting colors with the deep ostrich fringe One of his last models, a fringe of knotted ostrich, made just as silk fringe Is made, is shown under the edge of the crepe skirt drapery. WRIGLEYS after jtvery meal Cleanses nopth Mi ud alia dlgestioa. «atea feeling aa4 adi RMllk. Its 1-a-s-t-l-n-g flavor satisfies tbe craving flor sweets. Wrlgley's Is loallc value in the benefit a pleasure ft provides* She flavor lasts 61 Smtdmd in iU^Purity Pmck°t" Derivation of Yankee Farlngton gives an etymology which srill be new to Connecticut readers. The name of Yankee Is derived from :he Yankow Indians formerly settled In Connecticut. That race now scarcely exists. To put an end to the wars that subsisted between those natives and the European settlers, laws were ordained which fcerved to incorporate them, marriages being allowed. Reader, have you perchance inherited some drops of Yankow blood, along with the Yankow name?--Henry A. Beers, in the July Yale Review. Doa't ckackl* if jn fat m a aafcttitate wfcea aa advertuad pradact U alM far. Mayfcayaar tsiti--rwiBatvwc--afcatk. Bmc Mmifmd, Jr. Many a man has refused to follow a brass band down the street because he didn't have a gun. Some girls marry In haste and repent in a cheap boarding house. Adam was the first man to thro*1 a race. ^ Life of Ostrich Trimming Whether ostrich for trimming and formal footwear are seen. Boudoir wraps will last cannot be foreseen, but it is a lovely novelty. It Is dyed In the most entrancing colors; In the glowing red named flame, in coral, apricot, orange and every other known shade of yellowy tn purples, orchid, mauve, lavender Snd violet. Along with the ofctrich the exclusive phop* are offering marabou In many colors. Nothing could be more lovely than a silver-white tissue bordered with coral marabou, or gilt tissue w'lh brilliant orange. A simple dancing frock of silver gauze shot with green Is translated Into a work of art with bands and fringe of Jade-green ostrich. Whether these colors will endure through the season It Is not possible to predict, for Parts changes her color mood about once every fortnight Today black and white Is extremely smart, and beige is eqnally fashlonnhle. Much white ostrich tipped with black and beige dipped In flame Is shown in the handsomer gowns of satin, crepe chiffon and the tinted lace*. . Chic and ornamental things In Ini -- Hatflelt was astonished a few days later to see the mountaineer walking up the road leading the cow. , "Hello, doc; here's that cow I said I'd give you." He handed the rope to Hatfield and starteu a\v«y. "Hold on!" shouted Hatfleld. "Did you walk all the way from the nountains with that cowl" Got "Peeping Tom" Somjj^itng exceedingly antique nnd rare in the legal line was presented In Rochdale. Kngland. when a young man was arraigned in the magistrate's court on the charge of "unlawfully listening by night under walls, windows and eaves of Rochdale Infirmary, to •hearken after the discourse, and therefrom to frame slanders and mischievous tales." He resisted capture when caught up a spout looking through the nurses' sitting-room window and was struck on the head with a hammer by an Infirmary official, says the Cincinnati Enquirer. The charge was preferred under an old common luw respecting "night walkers und eavesdrapl per**' (TO BE CONTINUED.) Easily Recall Voice -- - Heard on Telephone Is a voice u better Identification tag than a face? Telephone cperatora say voices are more easily recognized and they ought to know--they Jieur enough of •hetn. Voices, they assert, are more personal than faces. Faces may bear resemblance. but a voice is distinctly Individual. "1 find It comparatively easy to associate voices with names, although I do not recognize transient callers," says a woman wiio has been private branch exchange operator for the i'hiladclphla board of education for more than six years. In that time she has are In complete harmony with familiarized herself wttly the names j skirt. and voices of the ebtlre school admin- jn type the modern blouse is decid- Isiration staff, most cf the school prln- I varied, ranging from the tunic slippers, mules of satin and silk, are embroidered or hand-painted and are trimmed with artificial flowers, lace or ribbon rosettes and ostrich feathers. The fancy for classic designs IsHeen In some of the new Jewelry, partholarly In earrings, which are shown tn most exaggerated styles. There are masks of gold suspended from slender chains; there are figures such aa appear on old Greek or Egyptian pottery. Such ornamentation Is trying to any but » woman of distinctly classic type. Other ear decorations consist of large rings, balls and ohlonga of semiprecious stones hung from chains to touch the shoulder. These are so extreme among the other wild fancies In Jeweled earrings as to foreshadow the fashion of no earrings at all In a short time, for this Is the history of styles. Growing in Favor After a season of much color It fg Interesting to note the growing popularity of black and white in hats, frocks, doats, parasols and shoes. SIMPLE SIMON Simple Simon met a pie man Qoinf through th^wood. ^aui Simple Simon to the pit VfUin* 'Sir, u/Hat irnWk so good?" "That's Farm House Cocoa," man, "Would you care for any T" "I'd like ic all," said Simam , f "Bia I haven't got a pen*?." V Al • daily hedth drink for the children, there's nothing quite to cood a* Farm House Cocoa made with milk. It's smooth and rich and creamy. All children like it. And it gives them just what growing bodies need. Most all good grocers sell Farm House Qocoa. Ordct • supply today. ytl^AMERICAN process RSnH COCOA Quality ior 70 years NOTE: If you prefer Dutcl i^«ta cocoa, always ask for Monarch. This choice cocoa is a true quality product, altho priced unusually low. Uss it as S beverage and for all cooking. REID, MURDOCH & CO. Established 1853 Chicago--Botton--Pitt»burgh--Ntw Yofk Ever Popular Blouse Is Sure to Be of Servicfe The Importance of blouses Is not to be overlooked, for although they are purchased separately and are worn with odd skirts the efTect may be that of a perfoct costume. T' ey are so cleverly planned and made that they tbe cipals and hundreds of school teachers. "Of course. If I were to meet them, on the street I should fall to recognize them."' she admits, "but I have learned to know the voices and to catalogue them mentally. If a pers «n calls more than once and leaves his name, I usually remember both his name and Ids voice. If lie calls again 1 endeavor, of course, to call him by name." 1 Givea U* a Merry Ran We pursue happiness as a kitten pursues Its tall. And. like the kitten, we enjoy the chase, even hough it is ] unsuccessful.--Boston Transcript blouse that reaches anywhere from the knees to within a few Inches of the bottom of the skirt, to short little affairs minus sleeves or with the briefest of shoulder caps and a boyisb turnback collar. Although this Is what Is termed a white season there Is much use of color giving Just the proper accent. On blouses one finds color introduced in tiny bands and pipings as well as In the decorative monogram which still remains In vogue. The "chemlsler" blouse copied from a man's shirt Is a feature of fashions and In silk or linen has a smarting* all Its own. Tailored Negligee! For summer travel, designers have created a number of tailored negligees or dressing gowns In suitably dark colors. One of these Is black, shading Into midnight blue; of messaline. it Is til Favor With Girls Coral is once again in favor with young girls, especially for summer dance frocks. One su^h gown, made without a girdle of any Sort, was of coral crepe de chine, with ten short ruffles of silver lace placed slantwise across the front breadth. "A God-sent Blessing" is what one mother w r i t e s of Mrs Winslow's Syrup. Thousands of other mothers have found this safe, pleasant, effective remedy a boon when baby's little stomach is upset For con stipatiop, flatulency, colic and diarrhoea, there is nothing like MRS. WINSLOW'S SYRUP The lufanlt' mmJ Children'* It is especially good at teething time. Complete formula on every label. Guaran teed free from narcotics, opiates, alcohol and all harmful ingredients. At all DrufgUta Write for free booklet of letters from grateful mothers. A XGLO-AMERICAN MIJ6 CO. 21S-217 FahaaSL N**Y«k Pesky Devils Quietus P. D. Q. P. I>. 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