The Willamina times., November 02, 1939, Image 2

TIMES. WILLAMINA, OREGON
T h e DIM L A M E R X
B y T E M P L E B A IL E Y
O P E N N PU B L ISH IN G CO M PANY — W NU SERVICE
Tl lURSDAY. NOV. 2. 19 39
HOUSEHOLD
QUESTIONS
Im p ro v in g V eal R oast. — Veal
roasts are im p ro v e d by ru b b in g
th em w ith pow dered g in ge r, b la c k
pepper and onion s a lt before cook­
ing.
• • •
F ittin g C andles.— A candle m ay
be m ade to lit uny c a n d le s tic k if
dipped fo r a m o m e n t into v e ry
hot w a te r. T h is w ill soften the
w ux and It con then be e a s ily
pushed in.
• • •
Care ot L a m p Shades.—S ilk and
p a rc h m e n t la m p shades should he
dusted fre q u e n tly w ith a soft brush
o r the v a cu u m cleaner.
C H A P T E R X IV —Continued
E v a n s ’ desk set back under the row in re v e a lin g a p ric o t d ra p e rie s and A dela ide was in a mood to m ake
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o f pigeonholes. You c a n ’t m iss it, found L u c y c ris p in w h ite org an die people u n c o m fo rta b le . She w as un­
“ M y dear c h ild ,” M rs. F o lle tte and I w an t to see it . ”
w ith a band o f b la ck v e lv e t around c o m fo rta b le h erself. Jane, in b il­
Jane crossed the h a ll to E vans' her th ro a t.
said, "h a v e lunch w ith m e. M a ry
low ing h eavenly blue w ith rose r ib ­
“ D o?” L u c y ’s sm ile was ingenu­ bons flo a tin g at her g ird le , was
has baked fresh bread, and we ll room . I t faced south and was big
have it w ith yo u r b errie s, and some and square. I t had the sam e stud­ ous. "W e are ve ry busy, Del and I. yo u th in c a rn a te .
And it was her
ied bareness th a t m ade the rest o f We feed the p ig s .”
yo u th th a t had a ttra c te d Towne.
D u tch cheese and c re a m .”
“ P ig s ? ” E loise stared. She had
" I 'd love it , ” Jane sa id ; “ 1 hoped the house b e a u tifu l. T he re was a
The th re e w om en w alke d to w a rd s
yo u 'd ask me We are going a t fo ur m ahogany bed and dresser, m any assum ed th a t a g ir l of L u c y ’s type the house to gether. As they cam e
K n it P ractical Blouse
w ould a ffe c t an ela bo rate a ttitu d e of out fro m u nd er the u rb o r, they w ere
to D elafield S im m s fo r the week­ books, deep w indow -seats w i t h
leisure. And here she was. instead, a w a re o f black clouds stretche d
end
I sh all have to be fashionable faded v e lv e t cushions.
O v e r O ne W e e k -E n d
E v a n s ’ desk was in an alcove by fa sh io n a b ly e nergetic.
fo r fo rty -e ig h t hours, and 1 hate it . ”
across the horizon
“ I hope it w o n 't
They fed the pigs, it seemed, ac­
the east w indow w hich overlooked
r a in ,” E d ith said, “ L u c y is p la n n in g
M rs. F o lle tte sm ile d in d u lg e n tly .
tu a lly . “ O f course not the big ones.
" O f course, you d o n 't mean it. And Sherwood. I t was a m ahogany desk B u t the little ones have th e ir bot­ to serve d in n e r on the te rr a c e ."
o f the s e c re ta ry type, and th e re was
d o n 't tr y to be fashionable. Just be
A delaide was irr ita b le .
“ I wish
n othing about it to d ra in the color tles. T here are ten and th e ir m o th ­
y o u rse lf.
It is o nly people who
You should see D el and she w o u ld n ’t. T h e re ’ ll be bugs and
fro m Ja ne ’s cheeks, to send her er died.
have never been anybody who tr y
m e. He c a rrie s the b o ttle in a m e t­ th in g s .”
hand to h e r h ea rt.
to m ake them selves lik e o th e rs .”
Jane lik e d the idea of an out-of-
Above the desk, h ow eve r, w here a l h o ld e r—ro u n d ,” —L u c y ’s hand de-
" W e ll,” said Jane, “ I ’ m a fra id his eyes could re s t upon it w henever scrib ed the shape,—"a n d when they d oo r d in n e r. She th o u g h t th a t the
I ’ve never been anybody, M rs. F ol­ he raised th em fro m h is w ritin g , ) s<;e
co m in g they a ll squeal, and m a id s in th e ir p in k line n w ere lik e
lette. I'm ju s t little Jane B a rn e s ." was an old la n te rn ! Jane knew it 11 s a d o ra b le .”
| rose-leaves blow n across the law n.
H er a ir was dejected.
at once. I t was an a ncien t s h ip ’s ! L u c y s a ir was dem ure. She was T h e re was a g re a t u m b re lla o ve r
" W h a t’s the m a tte r w ith you, la n te rn th a t she and B a ld y had used v e ry haPPy- She was a w om an of the ta ble , rose-striped. "H o w gay
Ja ne ? ” M rs. F o lle tte dem anded.
th ro ug h a ll the years, a h erita g e s lro n ii s p ir it. A lre a d y she had in- it is ,” she s a id : “ 1 hope the ra in
Jane clasped her hands together. fro m some sea-going ancestor
I t 1 te r®sted her weak husband beyond w on’t spoil i t . ”
"O h , 1 w an t m y m oth er. I w an t
When they reached the w i(le-p il-
was the la n te rn she had c a rrie d th a t a n y th in g he had e ver know n in his
m y m o th e r." H er voice was low, but
n ig h t she had found E va ns in the d r iftin g days o f bachelorhood. “ A ft­ la re d piazza, no one was th ere. The
th e re was a p oignant note in it.
er d in n e r,” she told Eloise, " I ’ll w ind was b lo w in g s te a d ily fro m the
fog!
Old M a ry cam e out w ith the tra y ,
E d ith w en t in to
T hey are bank o f clouds
Since her re tu rn fro m C hicago she show you D e l’s roses.
and when she had gone, M rs.
1 th in k his co l­ get a s c a rf
had not been able to find it. B aldy q uite m a rv e llo u s
F o lle tte said. “ Now te fl me w ha t's
And so Jane and A dela ide were
had co m p la ine d, "S o p h y m ust have le ctio n w ill be beyond a nyth in g in
tro u b lin g yo u ? ”
le
ft
alone.
th
is
p
a
rt
of
the
c
o
u
n
try
.”
taken it hom e w ith h e r ." B u t Sophy
“ I ’m a fra id .”
A delaide sat in a big c h a ir w ith a
D ela fie ld , c o m in g up, said, “ They
had not taken it. I t was here And
" O f w h a t? ”
are L u c y ’s roses, but she says 1 am back lik e a sp re a d in g fa n ; she was
“ Oh, of M r. T ow ne's big house,
statuesque, and knew it, b ut she
to do the w o rk .”
and—I th in k I'm a little bit a fra id
“ B ut w hy not have a g a rd e n e r? ” would have exchanged at the m o­
o f h im , too. M rs. F o lle tte .”
m ent e ve ry cla s s ic line fo r the e f­
E loise dem anded
“ W hy should you be a fra id ? ”
“ Oh, we have. But 1 should hate fect th a t Jane gave o f u n p re m e d i­
"O f the th ing s he 11 expect of me.
The c h ild
to have o u r garden a m ere m a t­ tated grace and beauty
The th ing s I 'l l expect o f m yself. I
te r o f— m echanics.
Del has some had flung a cushion on the m a rb le
c a n ’t e xp la in it. I ju s t—feel it . ”
splendid ideas.
We are going to step, and had dropped dow n upon
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M rs. F o lle tte , pouring ice-cold
w ork fo r the flow er shows. Prizes it. The w ind ca u g h t up her ruffle s,
m ilk fro m a s ilv e r p itc h e r, said,
so
th
a
t
she
seemed
to
float
in
a
and a ll th a t.”
F o r th a t college g ir l ’s w a rd ­
“ I t is a case of nerves, m y dear.
D ela field p u rre d like a pussy-cat. cloud
rob e! You can k n it th is blouse
You don’ t know how lu cky you a re .”
She laughed, and tucked her w h ir l­ o v e r a w eek-end—i t ’s done on
“ I s h a ll nam e m y firs t rose the
" A m 1 lu c k y ? ” w is tfu lly .
ing d ra p e rie s about her.
“ I love
‘ L ittle L u cy L o g a n .’ "
huge needles w ith th u t p o p u la r
“ Of course you are lu cky
But
E d ith , lo c k in g a rm s w ith Jane, a the w ind, d on ’t you?”
soft wool th a t's h e a v ie r th an enn-
a ll g irls feel as you do, Jane, when
little la te r, as they s tro lle d under a
A delaide d id not love the w ind. It
d le w ic k . The tr im m in g —easy e m ­
the w edding day is n 't fa r off. They
w is te ria -h u n g tre llis to w a rd s the ru m p le d her h a ir. She fe lt s p ite ­ b ro id e ry in tw o co lo rs.
P a tte rn
w onder and w onder I t ’s the new­
fo un ta in , said, " L u c y ’s m a k in g a fu lly rea dy to h u rt Jane.
6478 co nta ins d ire c tio n s fo r blouse
ness—the— ”
m an o f h im because she loves him .
“ I t is a p it y ,” she sa id , a fte r a and a p la in s k ir t in sizes 12-14
“ ‘L a y in g flesh and s p ir it . . . in
And I w ould have laughed at him . pause, “ th a t R ic k y c a n ’t dine w ith
and 16-18; illu s tr a tio n o f it and
his hands
. ' ” Jane quoted, w ith
We would have, bored each o the r to us.”
s titc h e s ; m a te ria ls needed.
q u ick-d ra w n breath.
d e a th .”
Jane agreed. " M r . Towne a lw a ys
To o b ta in th is p a tte rn send 15
“ I shouldn’t put it q uite lik e th a t,”
“ They w ill never be b o re d ,” Jane seems to be a ve ry busy p erson .”
cents
in coins to The S ew ing C irc le
M rs. F o lle tte said w ith some se­
decided, “ w ith th e ir roses and th e ir
A delaide c a rrie d a little gauze ; Household A rts D ep t., 259 W.
v e r ity ; "w e d id n ’t ta lk like th a t
little p ig s .”
Ian w ith g old-lacquered s ticks. When
F o u rte e n th St., N ew Y o rk , N. Y.
when 1 was a g ir l. ”
T hey had reached the fo un ta in . It she spoke she kept her eyes upon
" D id n ’ t y o u ? " Jane asked W ell,
Please w rite y o u r nam e, a d ­
was an old-fashioned one, w ith th in the fan
"D o you a lw a ys c a ll h im
1 know you were a d a rlin g , M rs.
dress and p a tte rn n u m b e r p la in ly .
s tre a m s o f w a te r spouting up fro m
‘ M r T ow n e ’ ?”
F o lle tte .
And you were p re tty .
the b ill of a bronzed crane. T here
“ O f co urse.”
T h e re ’s th a t p o rtra it o f you in the
w ere goldfish in the pool, and a big
" B u t not when y o u ’re a lo n e .”
lib r a r y in p in k .”
green fro g leaped fro m a lily pad.
Jane flushed. "Y e s , I do. Why
“ I looked w ell in p in k ,” said M rs.
Beyond the fo u n ta in the w is te ria
n ot? ”
F o lle tte , th o u g h tfu lly , “ but the best
roofed a path o f pale lig h t. A pea­
" B u t, m y d e a r, it is so v e ry fo r­
p ic tu re th a t was ever done of me
cock w alked s lo w ly to w a rd s th em ,
m a l. And you are going to m a r ry
is a m in ia tu re th a t Evans has.”
its long ta il sw eeping the ground in
h im .”
She buttered another slice o f bread
burnished beauty.
“ I hope it won’t rain ,” Edith
"H e said th a t he had told y o u ."
Bronchitis, acute or chronic, Is an
She had no fe a r o f g ro w in g fa t.
" T h in k o f th is ," said Jane, “ and
said.
Inflammatory condition of the mu­
" R ic k y te lls me e v e ry th in g . We
She was fa t, but she was also s ta te ly
L u c y ’s days a t the o ffic e .”
cous membranes lining the bronchial
and one n e u tra lize d the other. To Jane knew , w ith a c e rta in ty th a t
tubes. Creomulslon goes right to the
“ And y e t,” E d ith pondered, “ she are ve ry old frie n d s , you k n o w .”
seat
of the trouble to loqsen germ
th in k o f M rs. F o lle tte as th in would sw ept aw a y a ll doubts, w hy.
Jane said n othing.
T h e re was,
told me if he had not had a penny
laden phlegm. Increase secretion anti
have been to rob her o f her duchess
“ You are a la n te rn , Jane, held she w ould have been happy w ith indeed, n oth ing to say. She was not
aid nature to soothe and heal raw,
role.
in the least je a lo u s o f A d elaide. She
high . . . ”
him .”
tender. Inflamed bronchial mucous
Jane had not seen the m in ia tu re .
She found the m in ia tu re and c a r­
“ I believe it. W ith a co ttage, one w ondered, o f course, w hy Tow ne
membranes. Tell your druggist to sell
She asked if she m ig h t.
you a bottle of Creomulslon with the
rie d it back to M rs. F o lle tte . “ I pig, and a ro6e-bush, th e y w ould should have o verlooked th is love ly
understanding that you are to Ilka
" I ’ll get i t , ” said M rs. F ollette, told you you w ere p re tty and you find bliss. I t is lik e th a t w ith th e m .”
lad y to choose a shabby c h ild . But
the way It quickly allays the cough
and rose.
have never gotten o ver i t . ”
The tw o w om en sat down on the he had chosen the c h ild , and th a t
or you are to have your money back.
Jane protested, "C a n ’t 1 do it? ”
se
ttled
it
as
fa
r
as
M
rs.
L
a
ra
m
o
re
She had regained her radiance. m a rb le coping o f the fo u n ta in . The
"N o , m y dear. 1 know rig h t w here M rs. F o lle tte reflected c o m p la ce n t­ peacock tra ile d by th em , its je w e ls was concerned.
to p ut m y hand on i t . ”
B u t it did not se ttle it fo r Ade­
for Coughs, Chest Colds, B ronchitis
ly th a t g irls w ere lik e th a t. Moods a ll ablaze under the sun.
She w en t into the cool and shad­ o f the m om ent. Even in her own
A d ela ide , in her burnished tu lle , laide. " I th in k it is d is tin c tly am u s­
ow y h a ll and sta rte d up the s ta irs , day.
ta ll, slender, g ra c e fu l as a w illo w , ing fo r you to c a ll h im ‘ M r. T ow ne.'
and it was fro m the shadows th a t
L ib e r ty ’s G ift
She spoke of it to E vans th a t was s w ing in g along beneath the tr e l­ Poor R ic k y ! You m u s tn 't hoid him
Jane heard her c a ll.
n ig h t. “ Jane had lunch w ith me. lis. The peacock had tu rn e d and a t a rm s ’ le n g th .”
*Tis lib e rty alone th a t give s the
“ Why n o t? ”
T he re was som e thin g fa in t and ag­ She was v e ry tire d and depressed. w alked beside her. “ W h a t a p ic­
flo w e r o f fle e tin g life its lu s tre and
ita te d in the c ry , and Jane flew on I told her not to w o rry . I t ’s n a tu ra l tu re B a ldy could m ake o f th a t,”
"W e ll, none of the rest of us
p e rfu m e ; and we are weeds w ith ­
w inged feet.
h a ve ,” said A delaide, d e lib e ra te ly .
she should feel the re s p o n s ib ility of E d ith said, “ ‘The P roud L a d y .’ "
out it.—C ow per,
M rs . F o lle tte was holding on to the fu tu re . M a rria g e is a serious
Jane looked up a t her. "T h e rest
“ Do you k n o w ,” Ja n e ’s voice was
the s ta ir- ra il, sw ayin g a little . ‘ ‘I o b lig a tio n .”
also low ered, “ when I look a t her, o f you? W hat do you m ean, M rs.
ca n ’t go any h ig h e r,” she panted;
“ M a rria g e is m ore than th at. I feel th a t it is she who should L a ra m o re ? ”
“ I ’l l s it here, m y dear, w h ile you M o th e r.”
“ Oh. the w om en th a t R ic k y has
m a r r y y o u r u n c le .”
get m y m ed icin e. I t ’s in m y room
“ W hat do you m e a n ? ”
E d ith was fra n k . “ I should hate lo v e d ,” lig h tly .
on the d re s s e r.”
The w inds flu tte re d the rib bo n s of
Mara la Amazing Ralief of
“ Oh, i t ’s a g re a t a dve ntu re. The her. And so w ould he in a m onth.
w
n w t r u i i i v i i » i Duo
s u v to
t u Sluggish
a i
Condition*
Bowels
Jane passed her on the s ta irs , and g re a te st a dve ntu re.
I f a w om an She’s a rtific ia l, and you are so J a n e ’s fro c k , flu tte re d her ruffle s. I
I f you th in k all laxative»
The peacock on the law n u tte re d a
was back again in a m om ent w ith loved m e, I ’d w a n t her to fly to me a d o ra b ly n a tu ra l, J a n e .”
a r t alike , Juat try thia
the m ed icin e, a spoon, and a glass —on w ings. T h e re ’d be no fe a r of
all
______ _ _
a l l v e g e ta b le la x a tiv e .
A delaide had reached the c irc le d is c o rd a n t note. Jane was subcon- i
m
ild
,
thorough,
refreshing,
invigorating. D e­
n f w a te r. W ith her a rm around the the fu tu re if Jane loved T ow n e.”
o f lig h t th a t surrounded the foun­ sciously a w a re ot a k in s h ip between ' pendable relief fro m » Irk hetularhea. bilious »Telia,
A
delaide
and
the
burnished
b
ird
.
e ld e r w om an she held her u n til the
tire
d
feeling
when
anaociated
w
ith < onatipation.
“ B u t she does love h im . She ta in .
“ The men have com e and
W i t l i m i t D ic lr
box of N K i r o n you r
co lo r re tu rn e d to her cheeks.
w o u ld n ’t m a r ry h im fo r his m on ey.” have gone up to d re ss,” she said. She spoke o f the peacock.
m i l l U U l R I S K druggist. M a k e the tea’. _ t h : u
“ H ow fo o lis h ,” said M rs. F o lle tte
i f n o t delighted, re tu rn the box to us. W c w ill
“ W hat a d isagreeable voice he
“ No, she w o u ld n ’t , ” w ith a touch " A l l except y o u r uncle, E d ith . He
re fu n d th e p u rc h a s e
a t la st, s ittin g up. “ 1 a lm o st fa in t­ of w eariness. “ I t is one of the things telephoned th a t , he ca n ’ t g et here has.”
p r ic e . T h a t* » f a ir ,
ed. I was a fra id o f fa llin g down I ca n ’t m ake c le a r to m y s e lf. And u n til a fte r d in ne r. He has an im ­
< iet N R T a M e ta today.
A d ela ide stared. “ W ho?”
the sta irs.”
“ The p e a c o c k ," said Jane.
I th in k I ’d ra th e r not ta lk about it. p o rta n t c o nfe re n ce.”
“ L e t m e help you to yo u r ro o m ,” M o th e r.”
CIO HE CONTINUED J
"H e said he m ig h t be late. Benny
Jane said, “ and you can lie on the
They were in M rs. F o lle tte 's cam e, of co urse? ”
co uch —and be q u ie t—”
room . She had told her son about
“ Yes, and E lo ise is happy. He
How C ig a re tte Got N am e
“ I d on ’t w’a n t to be q uiet, but I ’ll her h e a rt a tta c k , and he had been had b ro u g h t her a ll the town gossip
How
did the w ords c ig a r and cig
lie on the couch—i f you’ll s it there anxious. B ut she had been quite T h a t’s w hy I le ft. I hate gossip ”
a re tte get into the language?
It
and ta lk to m e .”
E d ith knew th a t pose.
No one seems to be a nother old Spanish
h e rs e lf a fte r and had m ade lig h t of
So w ith Jane s u p p o rtin g her, M rs
it. " I shall have H a lla m o ver in the could ta lk m ore d e v a s ta tin g ly than custom
When tobacco was s till a
F o lle tte w ent up the re st of the m o rn in g ,” he had insisted, and she A d ela ide of her n e ig h b o r’s a ffa irs .
• Like a beacon light on
nove
lty
the
acm e of h o s p ita lity was
flig h t, and across the h a ll—and was had acquiesced. " I don’t need him , B ut she did it, s u b tly , w ith an e f­
fo r a host to o ffe r guests s m a ll rolls
the height— the advertise­
m ad e c o m fo rta b le on a couch at the but if it w ill m ake you feel b e tte r." fect o f c h a rity . “ I am ve ry fond ol
of hom e-grow n tobacco fo r sm oking,
ments in newspapers direct
fo o t of h e r bed.
h e r,” was he,r w ay of p re fa c in g a usually w ith the e x p la n a tio n " E s de
Jane loved the u p -s ta irs room s at
you to newer, better and
C H A P T E R XV
ru th le ss re v e la tio n .
m i c ig a r r a l” ( it is fro m m y gar
C astle M a n o r. E s p e c ia lly in sum ­
easier ways o f providing
“ 1 thought yo ur b ro th e r would be den). The w ord “ c ig a r r a l” m eans
m e r.
M rs . F o lle tte fo llo w ed the
L u cy was s till to E loise H arper d o w n ,” A delaide looked at Jane, an o rc h a rd or fr u it garden. S trang
th e t h in g s n e e d e d or
so uth ern fashion o f ta k in g up w in ­ the
stenographer
of
F re d e ric k poised on the rim o f the fo untain, ers to the Spanish language cam e
desired. It shinc9, this
te r rug s and w in te r c u rta in s and Towne. Out of place, of course in like
a blue b u tte rfly , —" b u t he to reg ard the w ord " c ig a r r a l” as
b ea co n o f n e w sp a p e r
s u b s titu tin g sheer m u s lin s and le a v ­ th is fine co u n try house, w ith its fo r­ w asn’t w ith the re s t.”
d e scrib in g the g ift ra th e r than its
advertising—and
it will be
in g a d e lig h tfu l bareness o f w axed m a l gardens, its great stables, its
“ B a ld y ca n ’ t be here u n til tom or
place of o rig in
The w ord was soon
to
your
advantage
to fol­
re tin u e of servants.
flo o r.
row noon
He had to he in the ot
shortened to " c ig a r r o .” and fin a lly
“ W hat do you do w ith your
low it w h e n e v e r you
“ P e rh a p s 1 can te ll you w here to
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