Tall, cool glasses of Ginger Cooler Will help get your daily quota of milk into your summer diets besides Ailing Ol' Sol on his busiest days. Cool Salads, Drinks, Sandwiches Help Keep Family Comfortable You will bless the sandwich, salad and cool drink ideas on those warm days when it is too hot to roast the meat and cook all your vegetables. Set the table in your coolest colors with coolest foods, and don your coolest frock, and you will be giving your family the best—on the home front. It'a doubly important that you keep yourself and your family lit during these times as there are so many activities demanding buoyant health and energy. Even though the food you serve is on the cool side, make every bit of it count as far as Its rtourishment is concerned. Cram the salads full of vitamins and minerals, and plan your menus lo give your family a well-balanced diet. Foods served during the sum mer should be even more appetizing than foods served during other sea sons. for appetites tend to lag. If the family does not want to eat a great deal during the meal proper, make the snacks count. For instance, milk drinks-will help to get in the pint daily for adults, and the quart for children. You'll enjoy this sim ple and delicious beverage: •Ginger Cooler. (Makes 1 tall glass) 1 cap milk, chilled % teaspoon salt H cap ginger nle t la S tablespoons vanilla ice cream Pour into a tali, chilled glass. Ada gait and stir in ginger ale. Top with ice cream and serve immediately. There’s something about good, old fashioned lemonade that still hits the ■pet during days that the thermom eter speeds to the top rung of the temperature ladder: Grandmother's Lemonade. (Serves I# to It) 2 ceps sugar or 2H cups honey 2H cups water Juioe of 6 lemons Juice of 2 oranges Grated rind of 1 orange 1 cup mint leaves Cook sugar and water 10 minutes. (If using honey, bring water to a boil, then add honey and cook 5 minutes.) Cooi. Add fruit juices and rind. Pour —- over mint leaves. Cover an(, ,et _ _5*_ stand one hour. . » —K-/ Strain into jar and keep in refrigerator. Use Vi cup syrup for each glass; fill with crushed ice and water. Sherbet's a popular dessert, and plenty cool! The citrus fruit in this makes it even cooler: Orange Sherbet. (Makes 1 quart) 1*4 caps sugar 1 cup water l egg whites, stiffly beaten t cups urange Juice S tablespoons lemon juice Boil sugar and water together for S minutes. Beat slowly into egg ■bites. Add fruit juices. Pour into freezing tray and set cold control at fast freezing. Freeze stiff, then beat or stir thoroughly. Return to freezing compartment and finish freezing. Serve in sherbet glasses. ... t;y&' ij* t ~~~~ -^r-r-T-.— I %nn I'lumhprn’ I’slHl-Sitlnt Mena •Royal Lamb Salad Sliced Toma tor* Carrot Sticks Whole Wheat Bread Butter •Ginger Cooler Cookies •Recipe given garnishing each with sprig of mint and a half slice of unpeeled orange. Salads that are full at protein and that keep the cook cool are these that All the main dish order of sum mer meats: •Royal Lamb Salad. * (Serves •) 3 cups diced, cooked lamb 1 cop diced celery 1 cup Bing cherries 4 hard-cooked eggs '* cap chopped nuts t teaspoon salt 1 cap mayonnaise Salad greens Combine all ingredients except mayonnaise and chill thoroughly. Just before serving, toss in may onnaise lightly and serve on a bed of greens. If desired, garnish with additional slices of hard-cooked eggs and cherries. Veal and Bacon Salad. (Serves () 2*i cups cold, cooked veal, diced H cup crisp bacon, finely cat H cup diced celery H cup radish slices H cup mayonnaise 6 small tomatoes Mix the veal and the bacon with the celery, radishes and mayonnaise and chill. Place each peeled to mato in a lettuce cup. Cut down several sections to open. Place a I mound of the sal- I ad mixture into I each tomato and * top with mayonnaise. Occasionally a fruit salad is all that is desired for a simple lunch eon. In that case, make it as at tractive and nourishing as possible: Summer Fruit Salad. (Serves «) 1 medium cantaloupe, peeled and cut in cubes 2 cups raspberries or dewberries 2 cups diced fresh pineapple Chill and mix lightly together. Serve portions on crisp lettuce or A cool dessert for a cool meal— Orange Sherbet. It can be simply made in the cool, morning hours, stored in the refrigerator until ready to serve. watercress and top with mayonnaise flavored with honey. Finger sandwiches go well with the salads to round out the meal and are both cool and delicious: Ground boiled ham with ground pickles and mayonnaise. Cottage cheese, chopped stuffed olives, nuts. Peanut butter, raspberry jam. Chopped dates, orange juice, chopped nuts. Mashed cooked shrimp and cream cheese. I Flaked salmon, chopped cucum ber and mayonnaise. Cookies like these will go well with your fresh fruits: Molasses Raisin Bars. 14 cup shortening H cap sugar *1 egg H cup baking molasses 2 cups sifted flour 14 teaspoon salt 14 teaspoon soda 1*4 teaspoons baking powder 14 cup sweet milk 1 cup chopped nuts 1 cup raisins Cream shortening, add sugar and beat lightly. Add egg. beat well, then add molasses. Sift flour with dry ingredients and add alternately with milk to first mixture. Add chopped nuts and raisins. Spread thinly in greased shallow pan and bake in a moderate (350-degree) oven for 15 to 20 minutes. Cut in bars before cooling. Are you having difficulties planning meals with points? Stretching your meats? Lynn Chambers can give you help if you write her, enclosing a Stamped, telf-uddressed envelope for your reply, in care of her at IFestern Newspaper Union, 210 South Des plaines Street, Chicago, Illinois. , Beleaaed by Wrstern Newspaper Union. MY'FRIEND i FLICKA MARY O'HARA THR mot ?M» r»«: |>n-***r ntd Rra MatbOshl'ra, *H*a it npt»rtn«lty in abona* ana anaillnt mil on bl* tarn Ib't Wanmln* rant'll. Hrk« |b* til* nl • I •'loro" mam namrd Rwkil Bit rkrtri m*r*la add* to IB* fatbnr't antnr, *bt*b ia almada amoard k« IB far! that In ha* hlN bl* trfeml **rt and bn* »Nt» m mn mt m«p*ae, she raced south towards the range where she bad spent her life, gathered herself, and rose to the impossible leap. Each of the men watching had the impulse to cover his eyes, and Ken gave a howl of despair. Twenty yards of fence came dow^. with her as she hurled herself through. Caught on the upper strands, she turned a complete som ersault, lending on her back, her four legs dragging the wires down on top of her. and tangling herself in them beyond hope of escape. “The wire!” cursed McLaughlin. “If I could afford decent fences—” Ken followed the men miserably as they walked to the filly. They stood in a circle watching while she kicked and fought and thrashed un til the wire was tightly wound and tangled about her, piercing and tearing her flesh and hide. At last she was unconscious, streams of blood running on her golden coat, and pools of crimson widening on the grass beneath her. With the wire cutters which Gus always carried in the hip pocket of his overalls, he cut the wire away; and they drew her into the pasture, i repaired the fence, placed hay, a box of oats, and a tub ot water near her, and called it a day. “I doubt if she pulls out of It." said McLaughlin briefly. "But it’s just as well. If it hadn’t been this way it would have been another. A loco horse isn’t worth a dam.” Ken lay on the grass behind Flicka. One little brown hand was on her back, smoothing it pressing softly, caressing. The other hand supported his head. His face hung over her. H*« throat felt dry: hii lip* were tike paper. After a tong white he whispered, "I didn't mean to kill you, Flieka—” He counted her wounds The two worst were a deep cut above the right rear hock, ahd a long gash in her chest that ran down Into the muscle of the foreleg Beside* those, she was snagged with three-cornered tear* through which the flesh pushed out, and laced with cuts and scratches with blood drying on them in rows of little black beads. Ken wondered if the two bad cuts ought to be sewn up He thought of Doc Hicks, and then remembered what hit Dad had said: "You cost me money every time you turn around." No—Gua might do it—Gus was pretty good st sewing up ani mals. But Dad said best thing of all is usually to let them alone. They heal up. The cut in Flieka s hind leg was awfully deep— He put his head down against her and whispered again, “Oh, Flieka— I didn't mean to kill you.” Gus came out to him carrying a can of black grease "De Boss tole me to put some of dis grease on de Ally's cuts, Ken—it helps heal 'em up." Together they went over her care fully. putting a smear of the grease wherever they could reach a wound. Gus stood looking down at the boy. “D’yoc think she'll get well, Gus?" "She might, Ken. I seen plenty horses hurt as bad as dot, and dey yust as good as ever." "Dad said—" But Ken’s voice failed him when he remembered that his father had said she might as Caught on the upper strands, she turned a complete somersault. well die, because she was loco any way. The Swede stood a moment, his pale blue eyes, transparent and spir itual, looking kindly down at the boy; then he went on down to the bam. Every trace of fog and mist had vanished, and the sun was blazing hot Sweltering, Ken got up to take a drink of water from the bucket left for Flicka. Then, carrying hand fuls of water in ,his small cupped hands, he poured it on her mouth. Flicka did not move, and once again Ken took his place behind her, his hand on her neck, his lips whisper ing to her. After a while his head sank in ex haustion to the ground . . . When evening came, and Nell had called Ken and had taken him by the hand and led him away, Flicka still lay without moving. Gently the darkness folded down over her. Everybody went out to see Flicka right after breakfast and she stood against the fence as far away from them as she could get, while they discussed her injuries and her points, and whether she wTas more like Banner or Rocket— Every remark made about her went through Ken as if it had been made about himself, but he too wanted to get a verdict and said, "She’s got wonderful points, hasn't she, Dad?" McLaughlin glared at Ken. “You’ve bought her, Ken. She's signed, sealed and delivered. Al ways choose them first, set your heart on them, buy them, and study their points afterwards—that way you’ll be a first-rate horseman.” Ken's face got red and he looked away. Flicka. as if she felt the shame of her position, urged herself weakly along the fence in one direc tion, then turned and went in the other, trying to escape. “I think she’s a perfect little beau ty,” said Nell, w’ho was there in her riding clothes, ready to give Rumba her workout "I want her moved down to the Calf Pasture.” said McLaughlin. "There’s shade there, and grass, and the running stream at water.. I'll be needing this pasture for the other horses." "But the Calf Pasture’s got only three strands of barbed wire," said Ken uneasily. "She might Jump It and get away," His father cast him one of his withering glances. "She won’t Jump It, Ken. She won’t jump anything. Not for a long time yet" "Besides," said Howard, "down there she'll have company. The calves and our colts with their moth ers. She won't be alone," "She’ll be alone, all right," said McLaughlin with a short laugh; and Ken remembered the remark about a loco horse always being a Lone Wolf. "She’ll keep to herself." NeU and Ross went down to the stable to begin the work on the polo ponies, and the rest of them spread out in a fan behind Flicka and gently urged her toward the gate which Gus had opened into the Calf Pasture. She went a few steps at a time, then stopped to rest with her head hanging weakly. Ken was glad she was in the Call Pasture. It was here the boys trained their colts, here that the milch cow's grazed at night and the calves in the daytime. And it was nearer the house. From the Green, from the terrace, from Ken's win dow, a great deal of the Calf Pas ture could be seen, and it comforted Ken to think that Flicka was close by even when he couldn’t be with her. After dinner the men were load ing the four Rodeo horses. Lady, Calico, Baldy and Buck, into the ; truck for McLaughlin to drive into ! Cheyenne. Ken hurried to catch his father ' before the truck started, and found him in the cab. “Dad!*’ McLaughlin looked down. •'Wen?’* ! he barked. “Could I have a few forkfuls of hay for Flicka? She doesn’t graze, I think she can't move around much.” Being asked for hay was like be ing asked for his right eye. Mc Laughlin’s rule was, never feed hay when there’s green grass growing. He roared, “I told you you cost me money every time you turn around.” “Could I, Dad?” repeated Ken un flinchingly. “All right," said McLaughlin. “Just for a few days.” He leaned out the window of the truck, shout ing for Gus, and Ken dashed away. Ken carried the hay out to Flicka on a pitchfork. Every step he took for her was a joy. When Flicka saw him coming she tried to run away, and Ken said, "Oh, no, Flicka, don’t run away, don't be afraid of me. I am Ken. And this is hay. You like it, Flicka—come and get some hay.” He stood some distance off, hav ing placed the hay near the tub of water, and presently Flicka came limping back, smelled at it, and began to eat. Ken lay with his elbow on the j ground and his head propped on his ; hand, looking at Flicka. Now and then she would raise her head. He knew she was better; her wounds were not bleeding today. They were swollen, and where the flesh had been pink and wet yester day, today it was darker and dry. The scabs were forming. Howard was doing his colts for him today too. Ken hated to leave Flicka even for an hour. At milking time Tim went down to the cowbam, carrying the milk pails. The bronco-buster, as usual, was with him, walking stiffly on his high heels, his thin legs in their pale blue jeans so bowed that a dog could have run through them. They made a detour into the Calf Pasture to take a look at the filly. “I’ll be doggoned,” said Ross calmly, with no expression at all on | his small face, “she’s beginning to look right pert.” He sat down on a rock, took out his cigarette papers and a bag of Bull Durham, and expertly rolled himself a cigarette. Tim stood there with two milk pails on each arm and the usual surprised grin on his comical Irish face. "Well, Kennie,” he said, “how do you like trained-nursin?” “All right,” said Ken, shame facedly. “When I seen her go for that fence,” continued Tim, "I didn’t really believe she’d try it—then I sez to meself, crazy people you c’n lock up in asylums—crazy horses you gotta let kill themselves.” Ken slowly lifted his head and stared at Tim’s dark red grinning face. Suddenly all the odds and ends of thought which had confused him came clear in his mind. Loco—it wasn’t just loco, the way you said. Oh, you’re nuts. It meant wrong in the head—lunatic asylums—crazy people—Flicka wasn’t right— Horror went through him like zig zags of lightning. “She sure is a wild woman,” said Ross seriously. Ken looked from Tim to Ross. ; “Do you think she’s really—” The word that had always been so easy : to say now stuck in his throat He brought it out with difficulty— "loco?” “She sure is.” (TO BE CONTINUED) P/1 TTERNS, SEWING C ffjtj 1790 A Real Favorite CO MANY times this summer ° you’ll be glad for an ensemble like this. Simple and smart for day-long wear. • • • Barbara Bell Pattern No. 1790-B de signed for sizes 10. 13, 14. 16. 18 and 20. Corresponding bust measurements 28, 30. 32, 34. 36 and 38. Size 13 (30) ensemble requires 4*4 yards 35-inch material; 9 yards ric-rac. UOUSEHOLD Remember that stuffing expands when heated. Never pack it in too tightly. If it doesn’t have room to expand, it will become soggy. • • • When baying oranges select those that are firm, heavy and not spongy or soft. Usually slight scars or russet spots on the skins will not affect the flavor or the quality of juice in the oranges. • • • Always add a little melted but ter to uncooked frosting. It im proves the flavor and prevents cracking. • • • If liquid in which olives are bot tled is thrown away when bottle is opened, olives may be kept indef initely if olive oil is poured over them after they are put back into bottle. • • • Knitted washcloths are not al ways a good buy. They are likely to stretch out of shape, become limp and stringy. A firmly woven cloth, like that used for bath tow els, usually is best. One thing, a soldier is afraid of is a display of emotion. That’s why his slang so often sounds derogatory. For example, he re fers to the silver eagles on his colonel’s shoulder straps as “buz zards." But when he speaks of his favorite cigarette, he says: “Cam els.” They’re first with men in the Army as weli as with Sailors, Ma rines, and Coast Guardsmen. (Ac cording to actual sales records in service men's stores.) And though there are Post Office restrictions on packages to overseas Army men, you can still send Camels to soldiers in the U. S., and to men in the Navy, Marines, and Coast Guard wherever they are.—Adv. t*ie m an umfonlt? lariw demand and entrant war rondllHma. aHphllv mnrt» time la required in lUlin* order* for a tew id the moat popular pattern number*. Send jour order to: Cordell Hull. Aluxtys The Perfect Diplomat Col. Harold B. Hinton, now with the U. S. army headquarters a London, has written a life of Cor dell Hull, United States secretary of state, which is being published in England. He tells the following: Hull has always been famous for his reluctance to commit himself —and even at the beginning of his political career disliked making a definite statement about anything. However, one self-confident maa bet that he could get a direct an swer from the cautious statesman. “What is the time, Mr. Hull?” he asked. Hull took out his watch, looked at it, and then said: “What does your watch say?” Production of Mints During the past 150 years, the mints of the United States have produced 19,559,000,000 coins, of which 10,892,000,000, or 56 per cent, were pennies. | SNAPPY FACTS ABOUT RUBBER The first privately owned turnpike tell company to bo organised in this country was the Philadelphia and Lan caster Turnpike Co., incorpo- i rated in 1792. New York was the first state to charge an automobile registration fee to pay highway costs and in 1901 collected $954 in such fees. In 1843 an English woman obtained a patent for a pavement material consisting, among other things, of "oil rubber." Eleven per cent of the tires of the 25,400 passenger cars on New Jersey farms were found to be "bald" in a check made by Rutgers University. REGoodrich] \Ni I_I ☆ The U. S. 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