L'UV. MM: OM MIA. MONDAY, ILUIU'SRY
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Pauline Frederick's Big Worry is How the Camel is Going to Act
Spending a Million Dollars
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By WINIFRED BliACK
1 wish I hud, t wish I liai! What do
ou wish you had? What would you do
it someone gave you well. say WO on
condition that you spend It for something
you didn't really need something oi
just want so badly
you can hnrdi'.
stand It?
I know what 1 d
do. I'd say, thank
- ou kindly, and I'd
buy, first of all. a
tring, a good long
string of amber
heads, clear, yellow
ambcr, thnt looks
"tke still wat-
with the sun shin
Ing on t And Vd
buy inn a little
lioarl of clear
brown topaz and n
tiny silver chain V
hang It on, and
whenever I became
tired, or my hind
1MV
iiihed, or uri thing
was the matter, I'd get out my amb.-r
and my topai and I would look at them
and look nt hcnt mid look at them till
peace, came back and smiled upon inc.
The amber would mako mo think of
cool pools In the deep forest, where the
ferns and the blue-eyed flowers Brow an.l
where the sound is always of falling
water.
And I would look and look nnd loo';
nt the topaz heart, nnd It would remind
ne of true eyes I know clear, lioneit.
faithful eyes tliat belong: to people who
love me, and T would bo quite, qulto
happy.
And then? And then I would buy nv
yards and ynrds of pure pink silk, soft,
silky silk, like tlio Inside of a poppy
ptal, .and It would bn the pure ruse of
the first pink buds that open 'on the
little old bush In a certain old-fashioned
yard I knew once a ynrd where there
were roses, nnd hellotropo and violets
with long stems, and a hardy hydrangea
In the corner.
And I would tuko that silk In tny hnnd
and crumple it and rumple It and smooth
it. and look at It, and look at It, and let
tho sun shine through H and make a
glory of It. nnd I would lay it to my
cheek and dream and dreiiln of lose
petals floating In the still nlr of a Cali
fornia June, of pink fox gloves. 1n1H-nml
straight In the Colorado hills; of tiny,
tiny anemones tandlng knee deep In tho
n oss of the Illinois woods.
Oh. I would love that fill;, and the look
of It and the feel of It nnd the sheen of
It, and tho knowing that I didn't have
to uie It for a thing not n thing, unless
some day It whs to make n dress, such
a HOft, silky dress, for n little hlue-oyed
girl I know, with knots .of black velvet
ribbon on It, nnd some real lace. Just
a trifle of real luce foaming at the
slender throat of the little girl.
Xni then 1 would buy a ring, a great
big heavy ring, ola,old, o)d, with queer
letters or figures curved on it. It would
be blue, I thlnk-the atone In the ring
and It might be silver, or It might be
gold, but It must have belonged to nonio
one who lived long ago nnd was much
loved, "
Anil then I. would buy me a picture
ft picture of still places In deep woods.
places where no one ever talked of money
or told you what things cost, places
where no one ever said anything, about
any one but what wan kind and loving.
places where the llttio striped chipmunk
live and chatter all duy long about tho
weather. .
And then 1 would buy me some bal
joons little blue and silver ones, with
pictures on them, and bright red ones
and one big white one like a soap bub
bleand 1 would tie them with long
Mrong silken strings, and have nothing
to do but watch them and think hnv.
fine It Is going to b when we"cart flna
and float like thnt without having to go'
a machine or a street ear to tug u
around.
And then If I had nny money left I'd
buy a ticket to Honolulu and I'd go nnd
, find the vitiligo of illllo and rent a gravs
, hut anil lie down on the little thatched
i perch nnd weave wreaths of while Jas
mine and marigold huds, and listen to
the eternal ronring of the splendid purple
seas,
And I would have a little. Iltho hrown
girl to bear me company, and she 'wouli'
bring her taro-patch fiddle and sing th
songs of the dying Hawaiian race. Oh
yes. 1 know Just what 1 would do wltr
alt that money.
And when I was out shopping with my
magic five hundred I would hunt ant
' hunt for a second-hand shop, and see
I couldn't find there some of the ol
things thnt have gone out of fashion. At
hour glass, for Instance. Isced, llk a
j belle of the day when hour glasses we:
In fashion
I A wrcatli of flowers niatlo with shel-
and maybe and old picture frame mad
of pine cones, plain things, ugly soin
think then, but they speak of Inch n
humble striving for beauty r love thm
don't you? 1
And In the shops do yqii; think we could
find somewhere, on a back table some o
tho old-fashioned virtues that went wltf
the hour glass nnd tho pine, cone frames'
Fidelity, truth, slmple: tVlth-tho fa?U
thnt comforted "our 'mothers and kep'
them from the misery -of, 'carrying the
unlverso nnd nil' Its responsibilities oi
one pair of sleiidcr shoulders. -
Friendship, lasting ntiflMruc; convic
tions, principle, not . fads: beliefs, mi
fancies.
Old soumls we should find, 'perhaps, too
"I dreamt I dwelt" what a song that was.
Awfully bad form Vow to sing lt-t"
sentimental. No matblo halls for Alls
To0ay. A flat, please pardon me.
mean an apartment, nnd u hull boy 'in
buttons and a ragtlrno pianola.
"I'm dreaming now of llnllle" what
rubbish. Ilalllo's dead, been dead for
years. Why doesn't ho. get out and find
a Salllo to take her place? Hut I'll tuhu
them home with mo Just the same tho
old songs, the old sentiments, the old
slmpto things that made our mothers
laugh anil cry, and High, and smile.
1 w'lsh I had, I wish I hud don't you?
Advice to the Lovelorn
Hy BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
My MAKOARET IILBBAKI) .WICK.
"I wonder what that cuincl Is going to
do tonight?"
That thought was uppermost In Miss
I'nullno Frederick's mind all during our
Interview. The camel, his hump. hl
hoiidah nnd his many Vagaries of char
acter swayed Into the foreground. Into I
I he very limelight of our conversation,
greatly to the detriment of other topics.
I have talked with bountiful actresses
when they were undergoing colds In their
heads or houseclennlng, or changing
managers, or redecorntlng themselves or
their homes, and uc have been nblo to
stick to the subject of iSenlth and beaut i
with tolcrublc success, but an Imaginary
enmel of doubtful habits Is something of
h barrier to a genial flow of conversation,
"liist Monday, ns wo -came on to tho .
Mbrc, he suddenly lurched forward and
went down," Miss Frederick announced '
fter wo had slutken hands with the Cen
tury thcaler's.new star. "I was sure that
he hnd killed the man under htm. Of
course I can't sec anything because of all
those veils and the houdah curtains. Home
one got me off the animal And Into the
center of tile stage, and some one else
kiivo me my lines. 1 whs ture that the
mini had been killed, und Just 'aa I fin
ished my scene I fainted dead away right ;
on the sluge, and they had to carry me'
out, but the man wasn't hurt."
Much rehearsing and the tiluls with the
camel have left .ulelka "pale, pcnotratln"
and Interestln'." but have In no way de
tracted from her reiharknhln beauty,
whlfcli Is one of classic lines nnd con
stantly varying expression. Miss Fred
erick looks like that statue of the "Pn
known Woman" of the Italian Renais
sance, and If sho would hold oiio'CKprcs-1
sloii long enough she might' pose for a
copy of the "Mona I.lsa." ., 1
"My-one fear has been that 1 would
)) too stout to piny Kulelkn. and I have'
done almost every .kind of physlcul tor-1
ture to keep my weight down, but I am
fast melting away now, for the work of'
the putt,. changing clothes for each scene,
w'll itiuke one thin. You may not think
ihat my Oriental dresses arc heavy be
cause' they are more or less transparent
but the gown In the temptation sceiiu
weighs thirty pounds, aim I weur UJ
yurds of uhlf fon veils when .1 come In on
the camel."
Once again the ciimvl and ugnlri tho
look of worxy v" MIm Frederick's fuce,
diauuig a UcllCitto sort of. veil over her
beauty.' I wished that cu'tncl hud been
CtUlfc'd.
"And mi'sl XulrlUa be thin? Why arc
I
.PAULmZ FREDERICK
AND J1I3.
CJZJVT
IN JOSEPH 'AND MS BRETHREfArTHZ
ful to mc. no matter how lovely her
coloring. Unless she Is alight with thought,
or feelings, faces like that are simply
blanks.''
"Voir are to be congratulated. Miss
Frederick, on haying accomplished the
well-nlght im'posslblc you have sur
mounted tho barrier of beauty and provtd
that you are an artist, too;"
"A beauty hum. 1 never could see.' It,
she said bluntly.
"That's because vou never saw your-'
jself from the front." put In Miss Fred
i crick's mother, suavely. "Heauty on
the stage Is a hindrance. In a way, be
cause the critics and the audience see
the physical beauty and they don't glva
the girl credit for hard work, whilo they
nie generally willing to encourage the
girl whose appearance Isn't as striking
and commend her for her acting. Beauty
op the stage will get one Just so far,
and then it seems to count against one.".
But the girl who has triumphed over
ber own good looks, and Is now hailed
be nn Important and remarkable actress,
took no Interest In our conversation.
Sunk Into the depths of n large leather
'armchair In her gown of dull gray blue,
j with very dull gold embroidery, her face
j was as pale as the whitish coral pendant
I she wore and her mind was evidently
j miles away.
I "Did you ever ride on a camel?" she
asked.
' T confessed to that adventure and a
I very quick descent.
"Slcklsh sensation. Isn't It?" Zulelka,
j agreed. And then with that -hope which
j springs eternal In the human breast, sle
j added, "fie may be better tonight. After
! all, I think It must have' been a super
i who pinched Ills 'nosa and spoiled his
, disposition. Thai are very' sensitive, you
know I mean camels. Anyhow, Mr.
iMebler promises mo a new one, orte with
a nicer nature, If such a thing cap be
had: one whose sole ambition won't be
to walk to the center of the stage nnd, i
Mand In the limelight, where he doesn't "
belong, or kneel down suddenly on some
body's head. I wonder what ho's going
to do tonight?" i
all temptresses thbi. or svclt or even
skinny?"
"The clothes .demand It," answered Mlfeit
Frederick. "A few yenrs ngo. before til
Salome cruze. one could have played any
ancient Kgyptlnn character in more or
less conventionalized costume, but thu
public, knows now. and the dress must
be absolutely correct and it must be
beautiful, too. There Isn't much of It,
and well, you know long, slim lines nre
merely artistic when the cstUme Is
scant, While the least bit of weight Is
MIsh Frederick raised expressive eye
brows nnd hands. "Fat people can't even
wear modern clothes without looking
suggestive or ' vulgar or worse ridiculous.
"Personally I think that tho fashions
were never as beautiful, as becoming and
as practical as they are today. And the
modern idea of beauty, which is more ,i
question of expression of the Individuality
shining through the fnce than of classic
features, gives every one n chance. The
woman with the perfect features whose
faco does not say anything Is not beantl-
"The King Drinks"
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright, 1M2, by Journal-Ainericau-Hxamlncr
'Here Is Another King, Who Drinks from a Big Blue Bowl with a Nursery Rhyme RunniDg Around It, Under His Dad's Roof Tree, with AH
His Little World a Kind One."
lie la Not (.nllaul.
Hear Miss Fairfax: I nut 30 years old
nu riiKnKca 10 oe mitrrieil to a young
inau 26 years old. I work nlehta from r.
ih nr. until U o'clock midnight, near his
Place of business. He also works until
H . o'clock. Don't you think It proper
i nun iu c" m nuiiio overy rugnt, as
'i is dangerous ror me to walk four
blocks from the car alone? Ills mother
Jells mo h never In his llfo gets home
before 3 a. m. T certnlnlv rmmni ue.
ount for that. Now If ui took nie home
vtuumiii i uiKc mm two blocks nut of
wa.v- MAIlKf..
If he lovfd you sincerely b would pro
wl you to your home If It were forty
uiockh, i am arrni,i he Is very selfish. A
elflh lover mukes u brutal husband.
reJyotr suro you cannot be happy with
out him?
'IVII llrr. lis- All Men u.
Dear Mlr Fairfax: 1 am In love with
my ulster's beau, and he Is In love with
me. I want to know whether w should
tell her nbout It or let him marry my
sister whit ho loves mr? v do not
fel u If we were doing right In keeping;
It from her, as wo have already acknowl
edged our love for each other.
A.'J.D.
The only honorablo course left for you
is to tell your sister all nbout It. -
Delay In doing this makes: you and
your lover unjust to her, to each other,
and to yourselves.
TIIK WOItKIXa.MAN'S FOOD
Tho man who tolU hard- all day
ucoda atrongtucnlug food. A lot', of
meat is not essential to nourish and
sustain tho system.
A 10c package or Faust Spa
ghetti contains more nutrition than
4 lbs. of beef. Faust Spaghetti la
made from Durum Wheat, tho cereal
that overflows In gluten the food
content that makes muscle, bone
and fleeb.
Faust Spaghottl costs one-tenth
the price of meat contains more!
nutrition is easier digested and
makes a savory, appetizing dish.
Write for free recipe book. Sold
In Gc and 10c packages at all
grocers'.
MAtiiL imos.
St. Louis, Mo,
. ii ,i , j r i , - I, -tk it i i -ia--j-r.ji i
TWENTIETH CENTURY F.ARMER
A Great Farm Journal
Tlio Uest lu ( Wril.
Hero I glvo another Interpretation of the picture you
know of, Briton Riviere's "The King Drinks." In the
great, grim jiulnting, at tho Up of a watwhole under the
barren sand-cliffs of a desert, a lion laps with blinking
eyas and laid-back u?rs. Jt'a a lovely plttture, with no
hint of warm humanity no lovo save that of the
painter for his subject full of the aloofness and tragedy
of animal life.
"The King" goes to his drink alone. Ho Is lane, savage,
lank, wIiU xruat fipt ami a wlldness uucnnquorablo,
Hero is another king who drinks. This is nll.BOttness
tho laughter, the lovo and dove-like murmurlngs of a
little human mother, tho dHndellon-top lead of curls, like
so many, little gold foathers, of that splendidest atom
called a "baby," with his doep-oreasod wrists and knoes
and hla llttio soft body, as warm (In mother's lauguagc)
"ns a little stove."
And ho drinks "The King" from n big blue bowl,
with a uunsory rhjuie u-riinnliig rouud It, and his driuk
is just white milk. Ar6und him there Is love LOVE
and tho pudded, kind interior that Is all the work of
his father's hands.
One kind drinks from tho clear, cold water under tin
wide sky with thfe world of all live things bis enemy
the other king, from cosy bit of bluo chtna, warm milk,
specially prepared, under his dud'd roof-tree with all
Ms little world a kind one. In New York Kngllsh,
"Everybody's for him. NELL JJIUNKLUY.
The Social Center
By ROBERT GOLDSMITH
The aoid test for everything In these
latter days is the question, "Does It
pay?" It Is a perverse misleading of this
maxim to give It a mercenary and sordid
interpretation. The question need not b
a matter of dollars and cents, but of
human worth.
Applying this principle to our public
school system, many educators nre
preaching the wider use of the school
plant. TVe aro about to rediscover' the
social value of the publlo school. ,It Is
a place for 'inspiration as well as In
struction: a recrnttlng station for nol
dlers of the common good, a reclamation
center for arid lives and a clearing house
for community Idealism.
We are a. nation of spendthrifts and
wasters, prodigal of our natural re
sources. We are no less prodigal of our
spiritual resources. The Idle hours of the
public schools are Inquiring' with In
sistence, "What shall we do to be saved?"
The answer comes In the language of
the social center movement.
The Idle hours of expensive machinery
aro In the new accountancy charged
against cost of production, side .by aide
with cost of material and labor' cost. By
closing the doors, of the public schools
for about two-thirds of the time we nre
robbing ourselves as taxpayers and ought
to be apprehended for thcf. Just as so
ciety takes it upon itself to arrest the
would-be suicide.
Since Mr. Ward began his " work :u
Itochester five years ago the social center
movement has marched forward .very
yapldly from coast to coast. During the
recent political campaign both Kew York
and Chicago decided t open their schools
os polling places ann as places for P"
lotlcal discussions. The Board of Educa
tion of Kansas City only recently' vo'ted
to open seventeen school buildings for
neighborhood uses at night. "Neighbor
hood uses" means their employment ai
forums for civic and economic discission,
meeting places for literary and dramatic
clubs, tewing and campflre clubs and, if
tho suggestion of Prof. John It. Commons
Is adopted, as local labor exchanges.
o much for the wider use of thc..chool.
The deeper u'o of the institution Is of
equal or greater Importance. The coming
of a genuine democracy will require .the
nation-wide use of the public schools in
towns and city wards an permanent
primaries, the concrete organization
of the whole people on n catholic and
democratic basis!. Not that the schools
are to get Into tho hands of sordid pol'
tlclans and xo be made over, but rather
that the spirit of the schoola, the uni
versity militant. Is .to take a h?nd In
making politics over.
The mphas!f) of the social valueof ihe
schools as get-together places for "just
folks," regardless of political creeds or
religious doctrines, Is a return to tho'ldcn
of tho town meetings of New Kngltind cr
of the famous debates of tho" civil ar
period. It Is a revival of local lyceums
of half a century ago. It Is a new "com
munism of the Intellect."
Unless we want the "direct action" of
syndicalism we had better qn'd without
needless delay organize the dlrec action
of democracy.
Stiff Neck
For any stiffness or lameness
Sloan's Liniment gives relief at
once. It acts like massage
quickens the blood and limbers
up lame muscles and joints.
SLOANS
LINIMENT
is good for any kind of pain.
" I hid a severe pain between my bonl
drs, and noticing your adrerttstroent n
the street cart I got a bottle which quickly
relieved me." It. II. Bcaooras, Mait
Tllle, Kentucky.
ataUfealwa. rrica !., lie. A tl.lt..
Dr. Earl S. Sloan - Boston, Mass.
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