.f BEDTIME STORY2, ^JB^ThORNTON W. BURGETs'-^^i' A LOVING MATE BUI POOR HOUSEKEEPER ««|T'S TIME for my dust bath," *• said Mourner the Dove to Peter Rabbit, as the latter sat thinking over what Mourner had Just told him about eating gravel ns an aid to digestion. ‘There Is a dusty spot over In the Long Lane where I take a dust bath every day," con tinued Mourner. “If you don't mind,” said Peter, “I’ll go with you." Mourner said he didn't mind, so Peter followed him over to the dusty place In the Long Lane. There Mourner was Jolnefl by Mrs. Mourn er, who was dressed very much like “Now. If You Will Excum Ua, We Must Be Getting Back Home." him save that she (lid not have so beautiful a neck. While they thor oughly dusted themselves they chat ted with l’eter. ■*i see you on the ground so much that I've often wondered If you build your uest on the ground," said Peter. "No.'' replied Mourner, “Mrs. Dove builds In a tree, but usually not far above the ground. Now. If you’ll excuse us we must get back home. Mrs. Dove has two eggs to ■It on, and while she Is sitting, I like to be close at hnnd to keep her company and make love to her." The Doves shook the loose dust from their feathers and Hew awny. Peter watched to see where they went, but lost sight of them behind some trees, so decided to run up to the Old Orehnrd. There he found Jenny and Mr. Wren as busy ns ever feeding that growing family of theirs. Jenny wouldn't stop an Instant to gossip. Peter was so brim ful of whnt he hnd found out about Mr. and Mrs. Dove that he Just had to tell some one. lie heurd Kitty the Catbird among the bushes along the Old Stone Wall, so hurried over to look for him. As soon ns he found him. Peter began to tell what he had learned about Mourner the Dove. “That’s no news, Peter," Inter rupted Kitty. “1 know all about Mourner and .ils wife. Thev are .ery nice people, though I must say that Mrs. Dove Is one of the poor est housekeeprs 1 know of. I take It you never have seen her nest." Peter shook his hend. "No.” said || )o You Know— I—' - ' - - ■ i ! That the wood not including wood fuel used annually by the United States, if nailed together, would make an At lantic City boardwalk reach ing from the earth to the moon. In lumberman’s lan guage, this would total about SS.OOO.J'JO.OOO feet (square feet one inch thick). Q. McClure Newspaper Syndicate. WNI1 Service Narajos to Hare Modern Homes ALHjBK buildings with steam heating, watertight roofing and alee. window frames in the modern manner will he features of the new capital on the Navajo Indian reservation In Arizona. The building of the Navajo capital is being financed by a Public Works administration a3ioluM.-ut of SP.Vi.tXXs. The photograph shows what one of the dwelling —J»- — HI l„~l» III,. U-.K«,n flidsi he, "I haven't What Is It like?’* Kitty the Catbird laughed. “It’s about the poorest apology for a nest 1 know of," said he. "It Is made of little sticks and mighty few of them. How they hold togeth er Is more than | can understand. 1 guess It Is a good thing that Mrs. Dove doesn't lay more than two eggs, and It's a wonder to me that those two stay In the nest. Listen! there’s Mourner's voice now. For one happy he certainly does have the mourrifulest sounding voice. To hear him you’d think he was sor rowful Instead of happy. It always makes me feel sad to hear him." "That’s true." replied Peter, "hut 1 like to hear him Just the same. Hello! Who's that?" ffi T W. BurKO**.—WNU Service. 1 THROUGH a WOMAN'S EYES * NEWTON WHO SNUBBED YOU TODAY? iti I rll? didn't you say good Vv morning to that lady?" "Because she snubbed me. I may oe a newcomer, but I don’t want anyoup around this hotel badly enough to risk being snubbed. I'm thankful to say I’m quite sclf-stif detent and shall enjoy my short va cation keeping strictly to myself 1” "Snubbed you? You must be mis taken, my dear,' said the older woman to the young friend to whom she hud recommended this summer resort, "she would never snub anybody. She’s a very fine woman." Why, not only did she make no answer when 1 greeted her the first morning, but the very next day she walked nil the way around the porch to avoid passing me 1” At that moment, the woman In question came suddenly out of a side door to the porch on which they were sitting. In a most friend ly manner she said "Good morn ing 1" and stopped by their clmlrs. "1 noticed at the table," she said, "that you have a visitor!” The In troductions over, she turned. “Oh. I must get my knitting—I see 1 lefl It when I went In to get these glasses which I cannot be without for a moment—I'm so near-sighted." The secret of the snub—near sightedness. And so very often an apparent snub will be found to re solve Itself Into that, absent-mind edness, or, at worst, carelessness! In fact, most snubs linve their origin In the mind of the person snubbed. And usually that person Is, us wns tills girl At the summer hotel, a newcomer, one who In some way feels herself tc be on trial, one who lacks assurance. It lies been snld that II Is when we mistrust ourselves that we are most likely to mistrust the bearing of others toward us. if) Bell Syndicate. — WNU Service NOW IS THE TIME □OW la the time when each fruit comes Into the market to have at hand a few of the delectable recipes which have waited for them. While the fresh berries are plentl fill prepare them for the winter when Jellies, Jams and preserves of all kinds are so much enjoyed. Spiced Rhubarb. i’ut Into the preserving kettle six cupfuls of rhubarb peeled and cut Into small pieces, one cupful of seeded raisins, one cupful of apple vinegar, four cupfuls of sugar, one teaspoonful of cinnamon and one half spoonful of cloves. Urlng slow ly to the boiling point and let slm mer until of the consistency of mar malade. I'ut Into glasses and seal with paraffin. If the vinegar Is very strong dilute It with water. English Gooseberry Pie. Line the side only of a deep pie dish with rich paste. Fill with one Whale Harpooned and Shot Oil Long Island rlilS fourteen-tool whale was harpooned and then shot, by live fishermen who encountered the huge mam mal ten miles off Klre Island Inlet, Long Island. After destroying the monster the fishermen hauled their great catch Into Lindenhurst. I PAPA. KNOWS-1 ,0,4 ^_»} “Hop what la sentiment?" "Damp aponge." ©. Ball Syndicate.—WNU Service. quart of ripe gooseberries which have beeu stemmed and cleaned, pour boiling water over the tier rles and drain und cool. Add one and one-halt tnblespoonfuls of but ter and one-third cupful of cur rant Jelly. Moisten tlie edge of the pie with cold watei and spread a top crust with a few perforations In the center. Flute the rim and bake forty minutes. Serve turned upside down on a platter. Serve with hard sauce. Baked Peaches. Select large, ripe peaches for bak ing. Peel, cut Into halves and re move stones from the peaches. In the cavity place a seeded raisin, one teaspoonful of sugar, one-lmlf teaspoonful of butter and n sprinkle of mace, liake slowly In a mod erate oven until the peaches are soft. Serve on rounds of sponge cake with sweetened cream. <0. Western N^warmner Union. Question Box By ED WYNN The Perfect Foot Dear Mr. Wynn: l read In the newspapers that a well-known shoemaker was arrest ed for bigamy. He has two wives. The verdict is that he must give one some mon?y and live with the other. Which wife do you think he'll live with, his first or secoud wife? Yours truly, MARY WONCH. Answer: If he Is a shoemaker, as you say. and If he Is a good shoe maker, he will stick to his last. Dear Mr. Wynn: The other day 1 was laid flat on my hack by an attack of “peritoni tis." Now 1 am unable to work. What shall I do? Sincerely. N. VALID. Auswer: Report to the govern ment at once that you have been attacked by "peritonitis." Some thing should he doue to teach a les son to these foreigners. Dear Mr. Wynn: 1 live .n a little town In which §' GIPUQSJ0 •• I he disadvantage* of twin beds,* seys sleepless 8ue, “Is that a worn an doesn't always have something at hand to throw at a snoring hus i bar. the Associated Newspapers WNi: Service Our National Art Exposition —— rrwo rvWr vert THfci?uwS m\A <>*fc THAT 1 J * .T* T>4tiC |WA** . otPC'Vfc* 5*| SNHATlCSJHT^ l rttixt'a'. ata - urr*«w . I •VEMATE L :t«i. ««*•»•< yj£ I WITTY KITTY By NINA WILCOX PUTNAM I he girl chum says the worla would be better off if autograph hunters were as persistent as all that in a better cause. WNU Service. Gingham for School Gingham seems to be the thing Tor young misses to wear to school this year. Carmensita Johnson, a featured young player of the screen, is seen wearing a charming ging ham dress which she wears during the four hours she must attend school daily while working on a pic* ture. BRISBANE THIS WEEK The Steamship Fire No Shooting Santa Claus You Need Not Read Billions and Billions Officers of the Morro Oastle sug gest that "Reds" set Are to the ship. Perhaps they did; "Reds" are notori ously wicked. On the other hand, "Reds” might be a convenient and proAtable excuse. Havana reports 20 Cubans ar rested for plotting to destroy the life of Mr. CalTery, United States ambassador to Cuba. Of course, they were "Reds." This seems to be the “Reds’ ’’ busy season. But, when you read about "wicked Reds" setting Are to the Morro Castle for the pleasure of burning people, remember that while nothing may be too wicked for "wicked Reds,” it Is also the fact that owners of the Morro Cas tle would be free from all damage suits if it could be proved that me ship was set on Are. A distinguished gentleman, for mer cabinet member, asked what he thought about this fall’s elec tions, replied, “As you know well, you can’t shoot Santa Claus,’’ meaning that President Roosevelt is the national Santa Claus. Maine’s election Indicates that “shots’’ aimed at “Santa Claus" will be few for the present. The Repub lican state of Maine re-elected a Democratic governor and also went wet by a big vote. And Maine was thp first dry state—with a prohibi tion law passed 80 years ago, In 1854. New York’s Supreme court, Ap pellate division, decides that it is not necessary to be able to read or write in order to vote, a sound de cision. Abraham Lincoln’s mother couldn’t read. She would have voted wisely. Shakespeare’s moth er probably couldn’t read, his wife and daughter certainly could not. More Important, the ballot Is given to the ordinary citizen not to let him show how learned a person he is, but to let him put dishonest rascals and Incompetent geese out of office. It isn’t necessary to know how to read or write in order to know that you have been badly governed and are hard up. The government will refund one thousand seven hundred and sev enty-four million dollars’ worth of government debts, and rejoices that It will pay only 3Vi per cent Interest. Why Issue more flat bonds when plain flat money would be ex actly as good? Neither is worth more than the paper It Is printed on, except for the government’s signature. During the 12 years for which the new government debt obligations will run taxpayers will have to pay In Interest unnecessarily $692,151, 915, or, compounding the Interest, $838,500,301. Furthermore, the government will have to refinance this year alto gether $5,369,080,400 of indebted ness and will presumably Issue flat bonds bearing at least 3Vi per cent Interest. This foolishness will cost United States taxpayers In the 12 years following the issue $2,093, 943,696. Two thousand ninety-three million dollars! Why Insist on Issuing flat bonds when you can Just as well Issue flat money? The mother of Thomas J. Mooney, sentenced to life Imprisonment In San Quentin prison, hut to be re leased if Upton Sinclair is elected governor, died recently. Now It is proposed to take her body, em balmed, of course, out to San Quen tin prison, that her son may look once more upon her face. The warden does not think he can ‘•per mit" such a thing." lie ought to permit It. On Long Island the mother of three children took poison, as many mothers do, unfortunately. This suicide was unusual because the mother, after taking poison, stood on her front porch screaming that she was sorry she had taken it. It was too late. She was dead when her husband arrived. Matthew Woll, vice president of the American Federation of Labor, considered by those that ordinarily think little of labor leaders, "an ab solutely honest and very able mnn,” says capital and labor should Join to control the Reds. They might buy a mouse trap, pay In flfty-flfty. but nfter they got the Red mouse In the trap It would go on squealing about the prisoners of starvation. That little mouse lias not had so much fun before In all Its life, or at least not since Lenin died. Greeley enld, "Go West, young mnn.” Wall Street young men and old are going north to Toronto, where they And a new gold rush most profitable. It Is not a rush to reach remote mines, only a rush to the Toronto Stock exchange, where new gold and silver stocks are pouring out every minute and "Wall Street honsea.” disgusted with their own cold, cruel country, are opening branch offices rapidly. C. King r««iur. » Syn4isat« Isa. WNU Serytcs. Makes Its Wearer Feel “Just Right” TATTERN 150* I wcftme, CftdoMtS 1502 1 There’s always one frock in your wardrobe that Is the big favorite— you wear it time and again because It is most becoming, it’s “just right,” and you feel really stunning in It. So it is with the model sketched today. Here are lines and details that flatter every type of figure— graceful capes over the shoulders, a surplice bodice line, and youthful waistline treatment that makes for a more slender appearance because cleverly placed seamlngs replace a belt. The sash, from side seams, ties in back in a graceful bow. Choose a dainty printed silk or sheer—and make this your favorite! Pattern 1502 is available in sizes 16, 18, 20, 34, 3G, 38, 40, 42 and 44. Size 16 takes 3% yards 39-inch fab ric. Illustrated step-by-step sewing Instructions included. Send FIFTEEN CENTS (15c) in coins or stamps (coins preferred) for this pattern. Write plainly name, ad dress and style number. BE SURE TO STATE SIZE. Address orders to Sewing Circle Pattern Department, 243 West Seven teenth Street, New York City. CASTE As the doorkeeper ran down the club steps to open the car door, he tripped and rolled down the last four steps. “For heaven’s sake, be careful,” cried the manager. “They’ll think you’re a member.”—Exchange. You Glisten, Anyway “So he said I was a polished gentle man, did he?” “Well, yes. It meant the same thing.” “Ah! What was the exact word?” “He said you were a slippery fel low.”—Pearson’s Weekly. Close Tongue Florist—Want to say it with flow ers? About three dozen roses, say? Cyril—How about six—I don’t want to say too much ! Postal Rate King Arthur—How much’ll you take for this suit of armor, Lance? Lancelot—Three cents an ounce, Art.—It's first-class mail.