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thi: r.i:K: omaiia, Tuesday, fkhtutary 15, ipig.
Woman's Work Fashions -:- Health Hints -:- Household Topics
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Mirage!
Hands Across
the Continent
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright. 1M. Internl News Pervlee.
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Tested Recipes
TEBTFD RKC'IPFS.
EKCAMjOPF.D POIIM AMP MACARONM.
One can corn, tiro ciipfula ennked macs -rnnl,
nne-quarter cupful fine rrirknr
rruinha. one cupful milk, one egg, ona
tahleepnonful nutter, salt, pnprtka.
Put tn hundred bnklnn fllnh a Uyr
of tho rookt murnronl. uprinkla with
alt nd puprlka, thrn put a layr of
corn on top of t tilt. Fill the dlah. al
ternating the macaroni and corn, the
top Inyer holnn macaroni. Put the
crumb on top. riot with email piece
of butter and then pour over all the
mil, to which the beaten eg haa been
added. Pake In a moderate oven about
half an hour.
All meaaurcmenta are level, unleaa
othcrwlee ape1fld.
WINTEIl 8AIAP.
Two head lettuce, two onion, two cold
cooked beet, twelve olive, French
dievelnf,
hred lettuce Very fine and arrange on
alad plate. Chop' onion and cut beets
In half-Inch cube. Ml and pile on let
tuce. Oamlh with allcea oMv and
erve with French drelng.
TKCAN a'AKF..
One-half cupfut butter or threa-alrhtha
cupful manufactured
eaa.
hortenlng. three
one and one-half ciipfula augar.
two and one-half ciipfula flour, one and
one-half teaepoonfula baking
milk.
owder.
ona cupful pecan
The grtra. old, fray Atlantic, with hi
now-main ed . aea-horsea riding high and
faat. hla gray hair glittering with tea,
la vlalonlnf hla Inamorata,- the South
Pacific ea. where ehr flei ' blua and
dreaming up into the aky, ahtmmerlng
In the gun, around the land of southern
California) The gray god, hard gripped
in the frozen strife ha love,, longa with
a aoft heart while he glowerg for tha
blua maid who spreads her lustrous silk
and lace beyond tha sand and rocks of
tha lovely coast 2,000 miles away. , -Here
tha wind erles and cuts; tha great
flakes float out of a battleship-gray sky;
there are no leaves In the woods the
branches rattle In their casing of Ice
like mournful bones; the sea Is great
and terrible; horses struggle In sweat
and anxiety with the glassy streets; the
lone open motors still out look like empty
houses with the windows blown out and
a few blua ghosts Indwelling; little kids
are cutting flowery twirls on tha coun
try ponds and the girls, all Russian, In
furs and barbaric color. ' are milling
round and round the , rinks; tha real
wlnter-glrl In the hills of the Atlantic
states, up to the eyes In "comforts," mlt
tened and booted. Is plowing about on
aktls and snowshoes and goln "um-um-buster"
down tha hills like little chaps.
But out there! Where the silken blue
sea rolls In under the moonlight with
each far wave allvto with ' the' fire of
phospbons. Ilk the gleam of a metal
shield, and the girls In thin frocks ara
dancing out onto the sea-aide walks from
tha ballroom and in agalnl A-h-hl No
wonder the Bea of California is the 8ea
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The Girl Cynic: A Little
Story of the Present
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
There was once a girl who trusted
rV'erybody. She had bullded tha struc
ture of her Ufa on tha basis of an old
quotation a proverb from the German:
"As one shouts into the forest, so echo
returns to you."
She met the world on a basis of trust
ing good fellowship and tha world seldom
failed her.
Clerks in shops rewarded amiability
with Interest; waiters in hotels showed
an Intelligent desire to please. Mien who
found that she was always on time for
engagementa seldom kept her waiting to
he called for; , old people to whom she
gave kindly courtesy spoke well of her;
hostesses who discovered toat she was
punctilious about keeping engagements
invited her to all their most interesting
parties. Luclle gave the world tha square
deal of trust snd honesty and the world
warded her prlsea In most of Its games.
Then she met a man of whoae weak
good looks any psychologist might have
told her a few very unpleasant truths.
he, however, was not a psychologist.
So she followed numerous of her slaters
before her and fell very much In love
with George. George plumed himself on
conquest, 'ntroduced Luclle to friends as
i haracterlm as himself and threw her
over without compunction at the end of a
t -3i-i K.uclle waa startled, but her faith In
human nature came up undamaged when
Cyril one of George's friends, prooeeded
to console her by kindly devotion that
Luted two months. Cyril's defection
came In due time, and then William of
fered hla services as physician to
woundfd pride.
Three montha later Luclle found her
velf in possession of .what she dmcd a
troken heart. As a matter of fact she
1 ad a badly aprained attitude toward
human nature. Having Buffered because
ff hev faith in three weaklings, she
fr ncied that she at last knew life for the
cruel and relentless producer of misery
it was.
And Luclle became a cynic. At Si she
had mastered such watchwords as: "You
might as well do the other fellow and
no him first." "No man la ever on the
level with a woman:" "Th world l a
cruel and relentless plsce and it doesn't
appreciate honesty."
Now, l.uclle was short to servants,
peremptory to clerks. Indifferent to old
folks and careless about her engage
ments. And as she shouted Into tha
forest, so the echo came back to her.
And )ut then, when she knew with
exactly what cynicism to laugh at pro
testations of love, a real man emu into
.r life. When ha told her he loved lt
Luclle replied: "Of course you do to
day." And whoa ho assured her that
had never cared so much for any
woman as of her, Luclle was ready with
flippant "That's whst they all ear."
ihe didn't mean to let any man make
her suffer again! She waa too v.lse for
that. And the real mag wooed a merry
oung cynlo for three months and for
gave broken engagements and over
looked forgotten appointments and tried
to keep , his Ideal- or the girl he loved
alive In spite of her best efforts to de
stroy it And tha girl neither believed
tha man nor gava him any reason to be
lieve in her.
So. ana day Lucile discovered that she
had been deserted again and she smiled
cynically and assured herself that the
world waa Indeed a poor place.
Moral When you yearn a clever aphor
ism like "As you shout Into the woods
echo returns to you." It is a rood Idea
to test It out thoroughly.
Advice to Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax.
Way Not Help Hlaat
Dear Miss Falrfas: T have known a
young man for the last three years. Oc
casionally he areta up in a temper and
eaya things which he afterward mgreta.
but which make me feel badly. He says
he loves me and wants to marry me.
Now, do you think we would be happy
if his bad temper still continues?
JANE M.
If you yourself have control over your
temper and can be alwaya sweet and
amiable In spite of any hurts which your
friend's lack of control of his temper
(muses you you will probably be able to
cure him of this fault. He will be much
happier if he succeeds In "conquering hla
temper, but the . fact that ha has ona
does not make- him Impossible as a hus
band and lover. But It will take tact and
patience on your part to help him. Ar
you sura you have those?
Vsi Are Too Eaactlaa.
Dear Miss Fairfax: A brother of mine
died some weeks ago, which naturally
prevented me from going out. While 1
waa with several friends they Suggested
going to a danoe. They did not even ex
press regret for my Inability to come,
but left me.
Now do you really think they did right?
I think they are selfish. A. B. C.
There is enough mourning and unhap
plness In the world without anyone's
desiring to add to It. It was vsry self
ish of you to feel that your friends should
raorlfloe their pleasure becauve you
could not Join In it. Are you sura you
would have bean as ideally considers te
as you feel they should have been had
the positions been reversed?
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Every room in the Fort
Dearborn Hotel, Chicago, is
now 1.50 per day.
EVERY ROOM
Pimm
SH50
NO HIGHER
500 rooms, all with private bath or
private toilet
FORT DEARBORN HOTEL
CHICAGO
La Salle Street at Van Buren
Dirsctioa of Hotel Shersaas) Coapaay
of Naw York's Lova!
Wa here, In our fur and wool, straighten
up at our play or work and, through the
flying snow, sea a mirage all gold and
blue. Hera we toboggan In macklnaw.
There you ara wading tho blue water In
naming sun under the sun and warm
kyl -NELL BRINKLEY.
one-half cupful
meat.
Cream butter and augnr together, add
the beaten eggs and then the flour lfted
with th hnklng powder. Then and the
milk and the meat nut broken In piece.
Hake In a, loaf pan lined with battered
paper In a moderate oven.
PEA-FOAM CANDT.
Three cupful eugnr, one-half cupful
com yrup, two-third cupful water, one
half teaspoonful lt. one cupful cropped
nut, one teaspoonful vanilla, two egg
white.
Boll sugar, water and ayrup until It
forma fi aoft ball In cold water. Pour
lowly over the white of the eggs, beaten
until atjff with. tha. salt. Continue to
beat until nearly stiff enough to hold
Its form, add the nut and flavoring and
turn Into buttered tins. When cold cut
m squares. . .
SALMON SALAD. . . .
On cn salmon, one doaen. eweet
pickles one ean peaa, two stslks celery.
mayonnaise, lettuce.
rick over aalmon. removing bones and
akin. Put peas In a colander and let cold
water run over them; then drain. Cut
celery In small pieces and sllca pickle.
Mix all --nl pour mayonnaise over the
rj.!e Line sslad bowl with lettuce
leaves and heap salad In It. Garnish with
nllvea.
JT'NKET ICK CBICAM WITH PEACHK8
Four cupful lukewarm milk, one eup-
fill heavy cream, one and a half cupful
sugar, one-eighth teaspoonful salt, one
and a half Junket taDieu, one taoie
apoonful vanilla, one tRspoonful al
mond extrart, srern coloring, one can
peaches, one tableapoonful cold water.
Mix first four ingredient and add the
Junket tablets dissolved tn cold water.
Turn into a pudding dlah and let stand
until set. Add flavoring and coloring,
freese, mold and serve garnished with
halves of peaches, filling cavities with
halves of blanched almond. Turn
peaches into a sauce-pan. add one-third
eup sugar and cook slowly until ayrup
Is thick. ' Cool before ' garnishing ice
cream. Mothers' Magaxlna.
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Armour Guaranteed under the Oval Label
Cheapest in the
endthree parts of
"Simon Pure" go aa far as
four of ordinary lard
and everything you cook
with it is perfect If
your dealer hasn't it.
phone us his name.
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HE Public Plants the Dead Ones
Most Awfully Deep
Lives there a man with sou go dead
who nerer to himself baa mid: "My
trado of lata Is getting bad. I'll try
another clever ad." If auch ihern
be go plant him daep. Let no new trada dis
turb his gleep, but Jet the grass grow "round
his door and no strange feet tread on his
floor. To sxll mora goods would give him
pain. He'd rather sleep than business gain.
We'll beat a path across the way where ad
vertising baa full play.
Doad ones do not advertise They couldn't
advertise and remain dead. People do not
resist the power the pull of advertising's
appeal. They do not want to. ' They appre
ciate your invitation to come to your stora-
and if yon repeat your InTlutioa day after
daj thev are as sore to come aa the aeaaona.
If your bnalnesa 1a dead ranrrect It now
with Judldoaa. eoaUnnous gudvrrtlauxe.
Kvrtt fiajr to arvo DiwrihaJdsi aiT Oina&a are
extandtnc uraira ItoTitariuttB 'U the pubiio te
oomt) a nd pjutirtHaX tn tire "Ueuelita oi thnlr
arsrfwal rr njaronbjaidirtiig. lanrchanta do this
becTita thus' kroBw it wTTJ iirtne thmii busi-neur-
mry e mt jtd wrtttn -'Just firr today,"
lint Irx toiHtiraw. Ui &jr aJmr and next
nann'lv. They vmi trade awrsry day. every
month, every yessr. 'Onntrnwiaa advrtlhbig
brtnTs conlinaauB ti-afl'. Tine la tin reason
wliy their advra-cianHints jltb tssmJaxuaanlj ga-pflu-ting
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THE OMAHA BEE
"Mere Continuous Advertising Will Pay" - -
