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    Lace Ranks High in Daytime Chic
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
LACE! There’s magic in the
word. It is enchanting to wear
by night, it is charming and wear
able in a practical way by day.
Lace brings into the picture that
feminine allure or glamour (if you
are not tired of the word) that
fashion tells us must be this sea
son. According to latest style de
cree lace will carry you through sar
torially triumphant wherever you
go from sun-up to sun down and on
into the social swirl of the midnight
hours.
As a matter of fact lace has come
to be regarded as so all-important
it enters into every phase of fash
ion. To state it even more defi
nitely, be it daytime dress, evening
gown, tailored suit, jacket, coat,
cape or bolero, be it blouse, negli
gee, sports frock, be it hat, bag,
gloves (showing lace mitts for sum
mer) even the shoes you wear, be it
frilly jabot, or any type of dainty
neckwear, or be it accessories ga
lore, if made of lace rest assured
it is indisputably style correct.
Particularly intriguing are the day
time fashions that are being devel
oped in lace for immediate as well
as coming summer wear. Paris
couturiers, in their recent collec
tions, showed frock after frock with
pleated lace skirt, just such as we
are picturing centered in the group.
It adheres to the lace-tailored idea
yet because of its being lace it is
dressy Enough for bridge or any so
cial afternoon occasion. By the
way, you’ll love the new lace-pleat
ed skirts, for of all materials there’s
something about lace that makes
it pleat up most effectively. Most
of the lacc afternoon dresses with
pleated skirts give very simple tai
lored styling to the waist or blouse
or bodice top (as you choose to
express it). The dress pictured is
no exception to the rule. Keep in
mind, whether you make your own
clothes or whether you buy ready
made, that the pleated skirt, the
tailored collar and belt, as well as
the pique bow as here shown are
features that are new and distinc
tive in a lace of sheer pattern.
Francevrnmant, who is noted for
her tailored and street clothes,
made the youthful dress of navy and
white mixed wool lace shown to the
right in the picture. It was featured
at the lace ball given in Miami as a
fashion future for spring and sum
mer. The white pique which is
used for the narrow yoke and collar
is repeated as a decoration on the
sash belt. A front bandeau of flow
ers tell you that Paris milliners are
sponsoring flower-trimmed hats this
season.
The popular two-piece dress is in
terpretated delightfully in lace and
sheer crepe as illustrated to the left
in the group. The jacket is made
of sheer lace that is heavily corded
and bound around all the edges with
the matching crepe, such as makes
the pleated skirt.
lhe idea ol a bolero ol lace with
pleated crepe skirt is also going
big. This twosome makes a most
desirable number in one's wardrobe,
for it invites the wearing with it of
a dainty frilly lingerie blouse, per
haps an exquisitely hand-tucked ba
tiste, such as is destined to play a
stellar role in the current fashion
picture.
As to lace in the evening mode
the biggest news out of recent Paris
openings points to the high fashion
of Chantilly lace sheer to an ex
quisite degree, combined with other
fabrics, notably marquisette, mous
scline de soie or the new silk or
gandie which is so sheer and crisp
and altogether lovely it seems al
most unreal.
£ Western Newspaper Union.
CORDED WASH WEAVE
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
Tailored simplicity and correct
ness marks this attractive sports
outfit of fine ottoman cotton, with a
sleevelets bolero jacket of knitted
wool. Fine corded cotton is modem
in every sense of the word since
corded and ribbed fabrics are
“tops” this season. The corded
cotton used for this costume bene
fits in that it has been sanforized
shrunk—will not shrink no matter
what provocation. Moderness of this
outfit extends to every point of style,
giving free swinging skirt, short
slightly flaring sleeves, slim snug
fitting waist and affording perfect
freedom of action.
LOVELY LADY NOW
LEADER OF FASHION
By CHEKIE NICHOLAS
“Glamour and elegance, romance
and sentiment are in fashion again!”
according to Miss Thelma Roberts,
nationally noted style authority,
who is completing a coast to coast
survey of American fashions.
“The American woman often
thinks that she merely follows fash
ions,” said Miss Roberts. “Actu
ally, she sets these fashion trends
herself. Her changing activities
change the fashion trend the whole
world follows.”
Summarizing the recent Paris I
fashion openings. Miss Roberts
said: "Put away your pet inhibi- |
tions, your shy reserve and negative
personality! Be your own sweet
self. For this year the lovely lady
is the leader of fashion. The gra
cious woman whose charm and fem
ininity once marked her as ‘individ
ual’ has become today's smartest
example of fashion.
"This summer we'll wear poetic
crinolines and dance to moonlight
waltzes. We'll wear trailing wisps
of tulle wound round our shoulders,
and masses of flowers in our hair.
We’ll look our loveliest in slim hang
ing chifTons that seem to smooth
away those extra curves, and we’ll
wear frothy lace blouses and hand
embroidered sports frocks and
dainty frills of organdie and lace
on all our daytime frocks."
Detail on Shoes
Either stilt shoes or squared
backs, heels and toes is the line of
new spring shoes, which are de
signed with amusing detail to go
with the new frocks.
Springtime Costume
Gray and chamois yellow are
combined to fashion a striking
springtime costume
WHO’S
NEWS
THIS.
WEEK
By LEMUEL F. PARTON
XJ EW YORK.—Two or three years
ago, I was one of a group of
newspaper men arguing about who
was the best reporter who ever
_ _ worked a round
Roy Burton here. 0ne 0id.tim.
Knew How to er was holding out
Fan Up Story for R°y t Bn?on\
whom he had
known on the Brooklyn Eagle in the
nineties. Burton, he said, was the
best leg-man and digger, the most
fearless, and the most gifted in
fanning up a story out of nothing
at all. He knew make-up, too, said
the oldster.
The diligent reporter has been
duly rewarded. He is the Sir Pom
eroy Burton whose magnificent
French chateau the duke and
duchess of Windsor were looking
over recently.
With the Northcliffe papers In
London, he became a multi-million
aire, as he transformed British jour
nalism with daring American tech
niques. He became a British citizen
in 1914 and was knighted in 1923.
In addition to his vast newspaper
interests, he is a magnate of elec
tric power and utilities.
He was a printer's devil on his
father’s newspaper in Youngstown,
Ohio, and, at the age of twelve, was
knocking about country printshops in
Ohio on the same job. He became
a compositor on the Brooklyn Eagle.
Hearing of a vacancy on the news
staff, he persuaded the city editor
to give him a try at reporting.
He hired evening clothes to cover
a society function. There, Colonel
-, Hester, owner of
Boas Lifted the Eagle, was
Youth in tremendously im
Hired Tails Pressed with the
personable young
man with whom he was talking, and
thought he had met him some
where. Young Burton did not re
mind the colonel that he had seen
the young man in a printer’s apron
a few days before.
He became city editor and man
aging editor of the Eagle, held im
portant executive positions with the
World and the New York Journal
and was taken to England by Lord
Northcliffe in 1904. Ten years later,
he owned all but a few of the Daily
Mail shares not owned by Lord
Northcliffe.
In the World war, he virtually
headed the organization of British
propaganda, and many of the most
damaging anti-German stories were
attributed to him. His enemies
charged that he had “debauched
British Journalism with degrading
American sensationalism.”
His friends insisted he had en
livened and regenerated it. He
_ makes an occa
Sir Pomeroy sional t r , p to
Visits u. s. America with a
With Valets stafr of valets and
secretaries, suave,
dressy and still fit and impressive
at seventy-two, with more than a
touch of British accent.
Over here, he always hated the
name Pomeroy and shortened it to
Roy, but picked it up again in Eng
land. He had been named f or
"Brick” Pomeroy, the cyclonic jour
nalistic disturber of the latter half
of the last century, and he held
Mr. Pomeroy in low esteem. Pom
eroy was almost, but not quite, a
winner.
From a Wisconsin crossroads, he
rammed around the country in
newspaper and financial brawls,
and, in his old age, just through
sheer animal spirits, started plug
ging a tunnel through the Rocky
mountains, at Georgetown, Colo.
He was flattened by the '93 de
pression and died soon after, with
nothing to show for his life’s work
but a hole in the ground. Then it
was discovered that the tunnel had
gouged into fabulous mineral wealth
in Kelso mountain. Eight years ago,
the tunnel went on through the
mountain, as the MofTatt tunnel.
r' SPORTING the return of Poult
A *■ ney Bigelow from a visit to his
friend, the former kaiser, and his
fervent approval of dictators, has
.. . . become a matter
Mr. Bigelow Gf annuaj routine.
Has a Yen It is an old story,
for Fuehrers but the freshness
and vehemence of
Mr. Bigelow’s disgust with democ
racy and enthusiasm for fuehrers
always makes it interesting.
He Is the patriarch of Maldcn-on
the-Iludson, with relatives and de
scendants, down to great-grandchil
dren. all up and down the river, lie
will be eighty-three years old on
September 10. His father, John Bige
low, was American minister to
France under Abraham Lincoln.
He hunted birds eggs with the
kaiser, forming a lifetime friend
ship, broken only by the war, which
he charged the kaiser with having
started. He recanted afterward and
the two old men meet annually to
salute “Der Tag” when only the all
| wise and all-just shall rule again.
® Consolidated News Features.
WNU Service.
Thsrba—The
Unruly
Bv CLEWLEY CLIFFORD
€ Wheeler Syndicate Inc.
WNU Service.
'T'HERBA TASH was the despair
of all the traffic men in the dis
trict. They made their regular vis
its and gave her instruction; sent
all their bulletins of the latest rules
and changes and tried to impress
their importance upon her; but they
knew it was of no use.
"Now, Mr. Bentiy" — Therba
beamed over her glasses —
"wouldn't it be downright silly for
them to have to stop to look all
those numbers up when I know
’em forward and back and it don’t
bother me a mite to tell ’em what
time it is? I got the best watch
ever; never gains nor loses. Had
it 15 years, too.”
"But, Miss Tash, it’s ridiculous
for a person to call for R. A. T.
and get a telephone connection.’’
"Not if you know R. A. Trent as
we do here in this town; that’s just
exactly what he is, a ‘rat’! I
s'pose it would be like a cross
word puzzle for a stranger, but I
know ’em all and what they want.”
After he went out, Therba got to
thinking about the rules and decid
ed that they were made for op
SHORT SHORT
STORY
Complete in This Issue
erators who couldn’t tell right from
wrong, but that a wise operator
was one who knew when to break
them.
The office gave service until 12,
but after 10 most nights she was
able to put the night bell on and
nap on the couch behind the switch
board, until she could go home in
the rattly old car waiting at the
back door. One night, after things
had quieted down and she had set
tled herself for a nap, the bell
rang. It was a toll line calling.
“Hullo, there, what you want?"
she yawned.
The operator In the next town
was speaking. “Say, we’re having
great excitement here. Some kind
of disturbance here at a political
meeting. Some young boys got into
a rough house.”
“That so? What of it?” Therba
was sleepy.
"Well, Sheriff Bean from your
town was here, and he’s on their
trail, and says he’ll make an ex
ample of them if he catches them.”
A young boy came in, all out of
breath.
“Get me 24-4 Barton, please,
soon’s you can.”
Therba knew this must be one of
the disturbers of the peace. She
thought, “Only a boy. Didn’t mean
a bit of harm.” She looked at the
tousled head showing through the
glass door of the booth.
While she was ringing, she was
startled by a loud voice just out
side. Sheriff Bean! There was no
time for the boy to get out of the
booth. “The sheriff’s coming an’
you don’t want to see him; shut
that door and get down on the floor
and keep quiet,” she warned the
boy. It was quite evident that he
didn’t wish to meet the sheriff.
“Good evening, sheriff.”
“Hello, Therba. Get me Ant Blake
over in Dixmont. Want him to be
on the lookout for some dangerous
characters.
“Been raising the devil over to
the meeting tonight. They’re a bad
lot an’ I'm goin’ to give ’em the
limit when I get some of them.”
He roared as he stamped up and
down the office. Therba’s heart
skipped a beat every time he went
near the booth. “The old hyena!”
she thought. She was determined
now to outwit this vicious old man.
“They don’t answer over there
now.”
“Must be there," he said impa
tiently, walking toward the booth
again.
“Oh, come here quick!" she
shouted in an excited tone. He
came back and she added: ”Er—
er—why, I thought that lajt call
must be one of those dangerous
characters, but it wasn’t, after all.”
“The devil!” the man blazed as
he made for the door.
Pulling the curtain down, she got
the boy behind the board just in
time. The sheriff returned and this
time she had no difficulty in getting
his connection for him.
Therba questioned the boy.
“It’s this way, Miss Tash. There’s
a rough gang out there been cutting
up, but tonight some of us boys got
to fooling — honest we didn’t do
much, but my mother—"—the boy
sobbed—"why, it’ll break her heart
if I'm arrested. That’s why I
didn’t keep on with the rest. I
wanted to let her know about it."
Therba made up her mind. "Now,
son, you lie down here and rest,
and at 12 o’clock I’ll take my flivver
and take you some place. Where’d
you aim to go?"
He wished to go to his aunt’s in
Hanover.
“Righto, and I’ll telephone your
mother so she'll know what’s up.
This will soon be over. Don’t you
worry none.” She thought, “I’ll
get back just about time to go to
work in the morning.”
"There you go, Therba, breaking
more rules. You’re Just a natural
law-breaker,” she muttered.
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I' HOUGH a strong wind was
blowing, driving sheets of rain
across my front yard, I wasn’t sur
prised to see Joseph, my little
seven-year-old neighbor, making
his way up the front walk. Yes
terday was my birthday and he
was here when the postman
brought me a five-pound box of
candy, and Joseph has a weak
ness for good chocolates.
He comes puffing in and while he
sheds his waterproof coat he looks
around for the candy. But all the
candy spots are vacant. My bon
bon resistance is below normal on
bad days and I have put all the
sweets away and resolved not to
bring them out for a week. But
now from past experience I know
that without once asking me for
any candy Joseph will soon have
me bringing out my five-pound
box and urging him to take all
he wants. He has an indirect
method all his own that never con
flicts with any of the rules of eti
quette and always gets him what
he wants.
He pulls a low stool in front of
mine, looks up at me and says,
“Guess who I’d be if I could be
anybody I wanted to be?"
This is easy for he always
wants to be Tarzan or Dizzy Dean.
But I’m all wrong.
“Not today," he says with em
phasis, “today I’d be ’Laddin An’
His Lamp.
“And guess what’s the first
thing I’d tell that old genie to do
after I rubbed my lamp?"
This isn’t really meant to be a
question so 1 simply sit still and
look interested.
“I’d tell him to build my moth
er the finest house in town an’ fur
Once Upon a Time
There Was a—
Baseball announcer who an
nounced an entire game without
utilizing the adjective “beautiful”
in describing the weather, the
crowd, or the plays.
Book reviewer who never wrote
that it was “a book you simply
can’t put down.”
Neighbor, who, when scooping
snow or mowing the yard, went
several feet past his boundary line
into his neighbors’ territory.
Group of relatives who didn’t
heckle the young male member
of the household by inquiring as to
his status with girls, and 'add,
whether it was true or not, “Look
at him blush!”—Kansas City Star.
nish it full of the finest furniture
in town an’ have a hot supper on
the table ready for her when she
got home from work. And I’d
make him give me some money
an' I'd go down town an’ pay
all of her bills an’ put ’em on the
table by her plate." He finishes
exultantly.
Joseph has no father and the
bills that have to be paid at the
end of every month hang heavy
over his head.
He clasps both little hands
around one knee and rocks him
self backwards and forwards on
the stool and smiles over this
happy surprise for his mother.
Then he looks around at me as if
afraid I am feeling neglected.
“Then,” he says with enthusi
asm, “I’d rub my lamp an’ when
that old genie came I’d tell him
to bring me a motorcycle just
like the road cops ride only littler,
an’ a police uniform an’ a ma
chine gun that could shoot for
ever an’ a five-pound box of candy
just like the one you got for your
birthday yesterday. And,” he
adds with a smile that shows all
of his dimples, "I’d bring you
down about half of the candy.”
The object of his visit has been
attained. And he leaves with his
pockets full of my birthday choco
lates, the rain having let up some
what.
Wise and Otherwise
— v—
Some people look on the
bright side of things so per
sistently that they wind up the
proud possessors of a gold
brick.
Big men get the best jobs,
I’m told. Because the small
men are so often overlooked?
Then there was the man who
was so lazy he bought a Great
Dane so he wouldn’t have to
stoop over to pet it.
Money doesn’t grow on trees.
Just the same, it’s the smart
birds that get it.
Name Is Poetry
It seemed curious that any place
should be named “Llanfairpwll
gwyngyilgogerychwyrnd',obw 1111
andysiliogogogoch.” Yet a little
Welsh village bears this 58-let
tered name. It is a locality of
charm and beauty. Llan is
“church,” Fair is “ot Mary,”
Pwll Gwyngyll is "the pool of
Wfhite hazels," Goger is “rather
near,” while Chwyrn Drobwll is
“the swift whirlpool,” and Tysilio
gogo goch is "of Tysilio of the
red cave." Is it not therefore
suggestive ot romance and beau
ty enough to visit the village of
the Church of St. Mary by the
Pool of White hazels near the
swift whirlpool of St. Tysilio’s
Church of the Red Cave?—Detroit
News.
"What Knows He of England
Who Only England Knows?"
“Even after months in England
my wife sometimes had to call
upon the housemaid to translate
some item in the laundry list, or to
interpret between her and the
grocery boy,” declares Mr. Harry
A. Franck, the irrepressible
globe-trotter, in “Footloose in the
British Isles.” “In England a
‘vest’ is an undershirt, not a
waistcoat. ‘Suspenders’ are gar
ters, and ‘braces’ are suspenders.
A child’s underwaist is a ‘bod
ice,’ while rubber boots are ‘Well
ingtons.’ The word ‘sweater’ still
strikes many of the English as a
trifle low-class and odoriferous;
they call it a ‘jersey,’ ‘jumper,’
‘pullover,' or ‘cardigan.’
“In the draper’s shop (which
means drygoods store) un
bleached muslin is ‘calico’ and
calico is ‘cuttonprint.’ Cheese
cloth is ‘butter muslin,’ and in
stead of using cutting flannel for a
child’s pajamas one buys ‘wince
yette’ and asks for a ‘sleeping
suit.’ A spool of thread is a ‘reel
of cotton.’ An American who asks
for crackers will get firecrackers
or a package of those Christmas
paper bonbons that explode when
pulled. In England a cracker is
a ‘biscuit,’ and biscuit is a roll.
A muffin is something else again,
and cookies are as unknown as if
the word were Persian.
“Our kind of bacon is ‘streaky
rashers’; a slice of ham is a
‘gammon rasher,’ and the best cut
of beef is a ‘piece of topside.’
Gasoline is ‘petrol,’ kerosene is
‘paraffin,’ and paraffin is ‘paraf
fin wax.’ An English cook does not
rinse the dishes, she ‘swills’
them. When my wife told the
nursemaid to bathe the children,
or to give them a bath, the maid
proceeded to ‘bath’ them or give
them a ‘bathe.’ ”
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