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oo mel,__your home, gifts, SAE EER NNE HIRST AN family ( (ounselot "Dear Anne Hirst: | confess that my worst fault is an in- clination to be jealous. 1 tell myself how wrong it is, but you know how little remarks stick in your mind. Telling you about it will help , . , My hus- band works where there are a lot of women, He often talks about how much fun they all have, and I am beginning to wonder whether he does, too. He claims he never flirts, but you know how a man loves to be noticed, and a clever woman can always flatter him into hav- ing an affair. i "--And what can a wife do who has three small children, a lot of housework, and no time to fix herself up? Working girls can spend money on themselves, but the provident housewife just can't justify spending money for pretty clothes. "When we are with people my husband is the original life-of- the-party, but he doesn't exert himself to make fun for us here at home. . . Please advise me, I need some straight talk from someone like you. WORRIED WIFE" YOUR CHANCE Jealousy between wives and business girls has existed"ever since girls began to earn their own living, and it will con- tinue so long as wives envy girls their pretty clothes and their "freedom," and suspect their husbands of philander- ing. Yet where is the wife who hasn't the first, chance to keep her man contented at home? LJ * LJ * LJ * LJ LJ] * LJ * * As you say, it isn't difficult ¢ for a clever woman to flatter * a man. I wonder whether you * have applied this psychology * to your husband? If he is the ® life of the party, it is-because * he enjoys the applause of the ® crowd. Why don't you supply * applause at home? * Why not take time out to ® flatter the man yourself? ¢ Build him up as the lord of ® his manor. Don't let a day ® pass that you do not say (or ® imply) how proud you are of * him, how the children look ® forward to his coming home? * Dwell on his attractive man- * ners, his appearance, and ® show him that you are stjll ¢ attractive, too. Instead of ke ® crying your lack. of money, * take 20 minutes out to freshen ®* up for his arrival, put on a * welcoming smile, and make ®* him glad he married you. * You will object you haven't ® time for such nonsense, but * with a little planning you can ® lighten his mood and set the ® tone of the evening ahead. | Favorite Cape by Lasna When Graceful fashions -- in pineapple design combined with easy shell-stitch. cape to star - atop Pattern 617: Crochet directions for sizes small, medium, large included, Use 3-ply fingering yarn or mercerized crochet and knitting cotton. Easy; lovely. 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. As a bonus, TWO complete patterns are printed right in our LAURA WHEELER Needle- craft Book, Dozens of other de- signs you'll want to order--easy fascinating handwork for. your< bazaar | items. Send 25 cents for your eopy of this book today! - The fact that your husband speaks of the fun they have in the office indicates, to my mind, how lightly he takes it. © If he were on the lookout for a flirtation, he would avoid the subject, not reveal it. In- stead of doubting him, be a trusting wife; your best se- curity is to take it for granted he is entirely loyal. Many a suspicious wife .has sent her man -to -extra-marital affairs by sowing the seeds in 'his mind, Caring for small children and a house is an exhausting and often a dull job. But it is part of a wife's responsi- bility to create the atmos- phere of the home; if you will keep yours pleasant, even gay, you will find your husband more the man who courted you. I don't know of any atti- tude that brings richer awards. Chin up! LAE AEE EE IEEE EE IE EE EE LE IE TE - You can-do it. .. * A MEAN MAN "Dear Anne Hirst: My husband draws a veteran's disability compensation, but he is making one awful mistake, He doesn't know what he owes our five children. As each one reaches high school he nags them into getting a job, and three of them have already left home. I am desolated. "I can't do anything with him. He won't give me money or anything beyond barest needs. I never can go anywhere, and one of my youngsters has never seen a movie! My 16-year-old has just left for service, my youngest is six. "What can I do? MRS. F.R." *. Your husband - is. a short- * sighted man to deny his chil- ® dren the education that would *® fit them to hold profitable po- * sitions later on. To snatch . * them out of grammar school * and force them to go to work * is cheating them out of the * fuller life that most parents * want to provide. * Perhaps you could not prove * that he does support his fam- * ily, but there are other essen- ® tials to decent living than shel-. *'ter and food. His failure to * provide those has driven some * of your children away from * home. 1 know how you dread * the future of the younger ones. * Consult the legal authorities * and tell them your story. It * is likely that one of their staff * can explain to your husband * his responsibilities toward his * children. Since his income is * adequate, you say, there seems * no excuse to deprive the * youngsters of their rights, and * make your life happier. * * - A suspicious wife can change a loyal man into an unfaithful one; it takes a real cad to be- tray a trusting wife. In any time of trouble, write to Anne Hirst, and know you can trust her Known And Loved The World Over or later, in almost any barracks or barroom, someone will get up and. recite "The Shooting of "Dan McGrew." Everybody knows how the bal- lad begins: "A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon . . ," But not many know much about Robert W. Service, the man who created Dangerous Dan McGrew and other hairy-chested 'characters like Pious Pete, One-Eyed Mike, and Blasphemous Bill MacKie. Service's robust Yukon verses became known and Joved world over; Dan McGrew alone earned him a half a million dol- lars. Yet Service was one of thosé celebrities who people always assumed had long since died. His passion for personal privacy was such that The Times of London once listed him as dead and he never both- ered to correct the report. His French wife, Germaine, had no idea he was famous until after she married him, and only in recent years were his neighbors on France's Brittany coast, where he eventually settled, aware that a renowned-ppet was in their midst. 4 British-born, Service was an adventurous 20 when he sailed to Canada in 1895 and knocked about the Northwest as a steve- dore, dishwasher, logger, and gardener for "a bordello. Then, as a bank teller, he drifted to Whitehorse and Dawson in the Yukon Territory, drank in the raw frontier life, and began writing about Dan McGrew, the lady known as Lou, and the cre- mation of Sam McGee. Later Service published nov- els, acted in a movie (Rex Beach's "The Spoilers" with Marlene Dietrich), and in all turned out some 2,000 poems. But he never had any illusions that he was a literary giant. "I'm a professional ink-slinger," he once said. "It's more quantity than quality." Service continued to sling ink all of his life. Only this summer he wrote a special poem com- memorating Alaska statehood. The poem was perhaps his last. In his Britany villa, Robert W. Service died last month at the age of 84. Sooner SALLY'S SALLIES as med var "Good news! Your lawyer says you'll be let out to testify in a Mafia hearing!" ""Coffee-Nosed" Dog Finds Contraband judgment. Address her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. SHADY LADY ~~ Well protected against the wind and the sun, 'this masked miss pauses during work at an alr base at Tetnany/ Formosa. Formosan girls be. lleve that a_ oo Saher gives them a beMer chance for marriage. By laying tilse chemical trails, the League Against Cruel Sports claimed recently that it had confused the Devon and Somerset Staghounds and put them off the scent of a stag. But the hunt master, Colonel , Louis Murphy, denied that the hounds had been put off by the chemicals. There's one log, how- ever, who is never put off the trail -- Geisha -- a two-year- old spaniel employed by the German customs, who has on uncanny gift for nosing out hid- den coffee supplies. One Rhineland barge-owner smuggler recently tried to thwart detection by covering his coffee hoard with rags soaked ia petrol. The fumes, he thought, would defeat the sharpest-nosed dog. But, far from being thrown off the secent, Geisha stopped inquisitively beside his illicit store and, nosing into the pile of rags, barked to her handler a warning that she'd scented coffee. Newly published statistics re- veal that West Germans are to- day heavier coffee consumers than ever before. Last year, the customs authotities checked in, mainly through Hamburg, a rec- ord total of 2,500,000 coffee bags weighing over one hundred- 'weight each, an increase of 250,- 000 bags on the previous year's total. This huge demand opens up rich opportunities for smugglers. They hide the coffee in coffins, in-hat 'boxes and under piles of coal, But with -dogs like Geisha now on the custom's payroll, even the most ingenious trafick- Bh Ro not escape detection for little pantel, with le, "coffee nose," 1s or used on train searches. a. ou mere sight of her Ii iow eno for some smiigglers. They soon eonfess themselves beaten. the. THE CAMERA WORKED -- Caught in a dramatic close-up at the United Nations, N.Y, is Soviet Foreign Secretary Andre Gromyko. He asked the photographer if his camera was in good working order. it a rest." When told yes, he said, "Well, then, you should give Gvend one P.Clarke Along the back of the vege- table garden we have a row of huge sunflowers. From some stalks the golden heads are al- most' touching the ground be- cause of their great weight. But that doesn't hinder the birds at all. Bluejays at this moment are clinging upsidedown to the heads in their determination to get at the succulent seeds. We don't mind; that's why we grew the sunflowers, just to attract the birds. Flowers and birds are both cheery to look at. Here come three more bluejays. . Lovely birds in spite of their unlovely ery. We have seen quite a lot of robins lately too. I wonder why? Ah, here comes a yellow-bellied sap-sucker and, I think, a kill- deer, all pecking away and fight- ing for positipn at the same six or seven sunflowers, the only ones on which the seed is ripe. The starlings don't seem to be interested. And do you know, we hardly have any sparrows here at all. Canaries, orioles, cedar waxwings and the birds -- previously mentioned, but very few sparrows. At the farm they were flitting around by the hun- dreds. I can't say we regret their absence. I like the song sparrow, chipping sparrow and the little white-throated birds, but house sparrows . . . the only time I am glad to see them is in win- ter, their persistent chirping fol- lowing a sudden thaw is always welcome. Well, this has been .more or less a week of "catching up" -- catching up on a: little rest, a few letters, a bit of visiting, Partner mowing the lawn. and the usual household chores that go to make our days what they are. On the farm we never knew what it was to be bored -- and we don't yet. We keepfbusy in much the same way but to a lesser degree. As you have prob- ably guessed when we get a lit- tle homesick for farm life we pay a visit to one or other of our friends who still live on a farm. There Partner is always ° ready to pitch in and help with whatever work is in progress. For that reason he always throws a pair of overalls and high rub- ber boots into the back of the car. No sense in wanting to help with the work unless you're Wo for the job. the scene has.changed a bit -- or maybe I should say its scope has widened. Back of the birds and the sunflowers an earthmover is at work, digging a basement for yet another gas station along the Dundas High- way. It is a two-acre parcel of land running back to the border- line of our property. When we first came it was the site of a lovely house and a beautiful "garden, |The owners sold out to an oil company, so the pres- ent activity is the natural result. We regretted the demolition of the house and garden but Since 'they are gone we now find it fun ings. In fact there is plenty go- ing on all around us, North and south gas mains: are being in- _watch_ present proceeds | stalled; a little to the west water pipes for the village of Erindale are being laid. And none too soon. So many wells went dry this summer. People had to get their water from a spring a mile away. No doubt scarcity of wa- ter has away any would-be industries that might have wanted to settle here. Now, with water installa- tion in the near future practi- cally a certainty, I am wonder- ing what will happen next. Will picturesque little Erindale dis- appear as such, as so many other villages have done before it? Already the Woodlands subdi- vision -has- replaced the lovely stand of birch, maple and eak that had been there for years. True, trces have been left stand- ing here and there wherever possible but there isn't much room for trees when houses are built close together. To the east of us -- that is between here and Cooksville, a large chain store is to be built. Near the new hospital plans are underway for the construction of a Medical Centre. And so it goes -- development everywhere. On our quiet little crescent, and the next road over, there are a " number of vacant lots. We won- der how long before contractors move in and build still more houses. It ¢an"t be too soon. Houses and gardens are better than weed-infested vacant lots. Sometimes we wonder why weed "inspectors are ever appointed. Township weed inspectors visit almost every occupied farm, in- sisting that weeds be cut or sprayed. But let'a farm be sold --to a speculator or to the De- partment of Highways and what happens? Fields are 'left idle; weeds grow and seed--seed that is carried by wind, weather and birds to cultivated areas. Surely the Department of Agriculture could bring pressure to bear in "the right quarters fo make, land- owners responsible for keeping their properties free af noxious weeds. If they go scot free why harass the farmer for the weeds he has been unable to control No farmer likes weeds on his land but there is a limit to what he dan do, especially with help that: is often incompetent. Sauce for the goose should be sauce for the gander too. ) Modern Etiquette by Roberta Lee . 'Q. When a mari is invited to be the guest of a.woman at a ban- quet or similar affair, is it proper for him to'bring her a corsage? "A. Only if the affair is to be a formal one, and he knows she is wearing an evening dress. Q. When attaching a card to a wedding gift, is' it necessary to write the bride's name on the envelope? A. Although it is not neces- uy, it is all right to do 80.. "Obey "the traffic signs -- they "are "placed there for YOUR SAFETY. previously frightened pt I ee Real Life--NOT TV Or Movies "One of us," Link Williams had said, "will go out feet first." The two men met face to face under a hot sun on a dusty road in eastern Oregon's Fox Valley, a cattle land of stunted juniper and sagebrush with the Blue Mountains above it. Link Wil- liams, a tall, lean- 47, carried a rifle and two six.shooters. The other man was his' brother-in- law, Bobby Sproul, a short, rug- ged 44. Sproul carried a rifle, too, and a Luger. It was 9 o'clock in the morning--otherwise the grim scene "could have come straight out of "High Noon." Behind that morning's meet- ing lay a family feud that had smoldered for about fifteen years. Williams and Sproul had ac- quired their adjoining ranches from Link's father. Link's 3,000 acres were somewhat smaller than Bobby's acreage and par- tially surrounded by it. Link re- sented that. Link, a bachelor, had served in World War Il, and 'Bobby, married to Link's sister, had not. Link resented that, too. He called Bobby "yellow." Bob- by resented that. What brought matters to a head between them was the ques- tion of Cummings Creek Road, a dirt track that ran across Link's property but connected parts of Bobby's holdings. It was convenient for Bobby to' use it. Link said he couldn't. To make his point clear, he 'threw a bar- rier of boulders and logs across the road, a short way from the fence that divided their ranches. . That was last June. A few days later, the two men happened to encounter each other. "Link," said Bobby, "I'm coming in there next Saturday and clear off those rocks." "IH you do," said Link, "be there with a- Winchester." And that was when he added: "One of us will go out feet first." One did. On Saturday morning, June 21, Link was waiting at the bar- ricade. With him was a brother, Dolly Williams, who had 'come along hoping to smooth things over. Dolly looked at Link's rifle and at the two pistols tucked into his belt. What, he asked, was Link going to. do? "When' Bobby Sproul. comes through that gate," said Link, "I'll show "you." Bobby Sproul drove up in his car from his own side. He got out with the Luger in a holster dangling around his neck. The holster was cut away at both ends so he could shoot without drawing. When he saw Link's rifle pointed at him, he reached back into the car and brought out a rifle of his own. Then he walked through the gate. Link kept his rifle raised as - Bobby walked steadily toward him. Bobby's rifle was lowered. As the two men drew close to- gether, Dolly Williams endeav- ored to get them into conversa- tion. The conversation was short Bobby said he was going to clear the road. "If you do," said Link, "I'll kill you." He moved toward Bobby, rifle levelled. makdy slowly backed away. ----What--happened next ever did become completely clear. Bobby claimed afterward that he saw "a wild animal look" in Link's face and felt something. Whatever, Bobby ducked side- ways, dropped his rifle, and started firing the Luger at his brother-in-law. Eight bullets went into Link's body. One knocked 'the rifle from Link's hand. But he didn't fall imme- -diately. He -tried to reach down - for one of his pistols that had dropped into the dust. Bobby kicked it into the weeds, Link pitched forward, dead. Bobby Sproul was put on trial for first-degree. murder, last month, in the marble-trimmed Grant County Courthouse, one of the few modern buildings in _ - the onetime "town of Canyon City. Bobby a gold-rush boom claimed self-defense, that he fired only, after being fired at The state claimed that it hat been a duel, that self-defenst was not involved. During ths triai evidence was brought ou that showed one shot had bee: fired from Link's rifle, bu whether he shot first, no on could tell, The jury deliberate: for less than two hours It unanimous first-ballot verdict Not guilty. ; The first to rush to Sproul' "arms was his wife, Violet, the sister of the man he had killed Other sisters followed with thei embraces. Even Dolly Williams who had testified for the state threw an arm around Sproul' shoulders and remarked to Vio - lett "You got hobbles on him, si he can't kick up his heels?" After that, Bobby Sproul was back on his ranch with "a lot of chores to do" after three months in jail. On the Williams property, the stone barricade still stood. Sproul had no im- mediate plans for its removal-- he would have a new owner {¢ deal with. The ranch on which Link Williams had led nis lonely, embittered life, and where he "met his death, is up for auction next month. 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The violator fills affached, in. the name of his bank, mails the check for $2, and saves himself a trip to he police station,