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THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, JUNE 10, 1917. 9 ClOTIIyl3E K """""""""""" i i HmMnmmmmmmmmmmmmammmMmammmmmmmmwmmmmmmmmmm d. COVER CROWN WITH WHIT HALING. ' SO attractive are the hats for thU dimmer that onl her pocketbook will limit the little bride's choice. , Large hats, small hats, flat hats, tall hats a different variety for every occasion: but for all dressy wear the balance of fashion has turned In favor of large hats. The youthful bride has little need of the friendly shadows of the broad, drooping brim, but there's tin denying that these wide, floppy hats lend infinite charm. There Is a tendency toward a mora lavish use of trimming than was no TEDDY AND TRUDY HELD THIS SILK. AND MRS. SPIDER WOUND IT NEATLY INTO A Bid BALL. , a-EDDT found a great big spider web one day in the back garden oh! - an enormous big- one! But there wasn't a spider in it, though Teddy looked very carefully, indeed. "Guess It's an old one," Teddy said to himself. "Guess I'll put a stick In It and wind it up into a cocoon." So he got a stick and put it into the middle of the web and twirled it until the web did look quite like a cocoon, then he carried it away and stuck it tip in the ground while he piled some new cut grass into a nice heap for a pillow, because he felt drowsy. Well, Just as he was beginning to doze something came scurrying through the grass and the biggest spider you ever saw came running up on all six legs. "So you are the boy that spoiled my nice web while I was marketing!" the . spider cried. "I've half a mind to sting ' voit !" , Teddy jumped up and was about to run away when the spider began talk ing again. "My nice, lovely web that It took so long to make!" she said, and fell to sobbing. Teddy, who was a kind-hearted little fellow, was very sorry right away for his thoughtless action. "Oh, please, poor Mrs. Spider, I am so sorry. I wish I could make you a new one, but I can't spin. "Boo-hoo!" MTs. Spider answered. "I could do the spinning if I had any silk , left to spin with. Oh, dear! Oh, , dearie me!" a-,VCIR.&'-BT3(M TO KP IT TElINO TOO Ti-CTPT-N' ticeable in the spring hats, yet this is accomplished without a loss of that simplicity In effect to which we are all so attached. The hat shown today an ideal model for wear with the soft, fluffy dresses of summer time has as a foundation a broad brimmed pale pink hemp shape. The brim la Ave Inches wide and the crown, which Is oval in shape, is three Inches high. White mallnes Is used to cover the hat, and It will be economy to buy the wide mallnes for this pur pose, for It will cut to much better ad THE SPIDER. Teddy thought of the stick on which he had made the cocoon out of Mrs. Spider's web. so' he ran and brought it. "Here is the silk, Mrs. Spider," he said. "But I'm afraid it's all tangled up." Mrs. Spider dried her eyes and looked at the bunch of silk on the stick. It looked to Teddy as if it had grown, but Mrs. Spider seemed to approve of It. "Perhaps I can wind it out straight again," she said, "and begin all over again." So she took an end of the silk and began to unwind It, but it was hard work. "Canft I help, Mrs. Spider?" Teddy asked. "I could hold the silk on my hands the way I do for grandmother." "Thank you, Teddy." Mrs. Spider said, "I think it would help me a lot." So Teddy held the silk and Mrs. Spider wound it neatly into a big ball. She could wind fast, too, because she had an extra pair of arms. When it was all wound up It made such a big ball that Mrs. Spider could hardly carry it, so Teddy said: "Let me carry it for you, Mrs. Spider." "Thank you, Teddy," she replied. "Come this way, and don't lose it, will you 7 "I'll be careful, Mrs. Spider," said Teddy, and followed where Mrs. Spider went. He had gone a few steps when the ball began to shrink. "Dear, dear!" he cried. "The ball Is getting small!" But Mrs. Spider was too far ahead to hear. He hurried very minute; Indeed. It had got so vantage. Tou will need to allow ap proximately for Ave circles twenty Inches in diameter, although one of your circles will be a little larger and two will be smaller. The circles on the brim are edged with a soft silver ribbon one half inch wide, the amount required de pending upon the size of your hat.. Cut two circles of white mallnes, one sixteen Inches and one eighteen Inches In diameter. Put the sixteen Inch cir cle over the crown of the hat and gather In softly at the base of the side crown and tack in place with long stitches. Then put the eighteen Inch circle on small that Teddy had to hold his fingers tight together to keep it from falling between them. And then a little puff of wind blew It right out of his hand. Teddy stopped and called to Mrs. spider, but she was so far ahead she was not even in sight any more; then Teddy began to search the grass. "Oh, dear, oh. dear! What will Mrs. Spideray?" he cried as he hunted and he would have been hunting still if he hadn't found himself sitting In the very spot where Mrs. Spider had found him. "I'm 'fraid it was a dream," Teddy said and I'm afraid it was, too. Story of Our Flag. SOME years ago in June an English nobleman .came to this country. He reached Philadelphia on the 14th day of that month, and, seeing our Stars and Stripes waving from windows and roofs, he turned to his American friend and said: "I feel flattered at my- reception." Pointing to a large flag overhead he blandly continued: "Indeed, you do me much honor." The American smiled. "You are most welcome to our country, but If you'll pardon me saying so. these flags wave In honor of our National Flsg day." The Englishman looked questionably at his friend, who hastened to give this explanation: "On June 14. 1777, Congress 're solved that the Flag of the 13 United States be 13 stripes, alternate red and white, that the Union be 13 stars, white on blue field, representing a new contellatlon.' "In 1816 Congress resolved that the permanent flag of the United States should be 13 horizontal stripes, alter nate red and white, and that on the admission of a new state to the Union, one star be added to the then 20 and that such addition should take effect on the 4th of July next succeeding such admission. "In 1777 Mrs. Betsy Ross was the prominent flagmaker of Pennsylvania, and naturally the great man in autho rity sought her and assigned to her the grand work which she executed so nobly. It is said that the five-pointed star was her own idea, and that she cut it out with a single clip of her shears. "All other flags, with colors bright. For other lands may do. But the flag that's loved by us the most. Is the dear "Red. White and Blue.' "We Americans are noted for our pa triotism, and small wonder, when the flag that floats over the land is a world-wide symbol of valor and free dom. "I have heard the colors of our Flag compared to three sisters, whose names are Red. White and Blue. Sis ter Red is the emblem of love; Sister White stands for purity, and Sister Blue Is truth. "That is a very pretty conception. said the Englishman, "and your Flag is beautiful. It is honored the world over." Selfish. New Haven Journal-Courier. Jack "Can she keep, a secret?" Maud "Yes, the disagreeable thing.' over this and fasten Just as you did the first. The Idea in putting these on sepa rately Is to get a soft, rather irregular effect on the crown. Next, measuring on the under brim for convenience, cut three large circles of mallnes. one Just the size of the brim, one one and one-half inches larger, and one one and one-half inches smaller. Mark the head size while the mallnes Is on the under brim and cut out a circle one inch smaller than is marked. The head size opening must be handled very carefully because of the frail character of the ma llnes. Bind these three circles on the outer YOUNG I LITTLE BROWNIE. HE was a little hedge-sparrow that lived in a nest in a thorn bush, not far from the country road. Now, Brownie was not all alone In the nest sometimes he wished he was; for him nest-fellow was a young bird too. as anybody could tell from the bluish pin feathers in its wings: but he was cer tainly no kin -o Brownie, as he was twice as big, twice as strong, and three times as ugly. To tell the truth, he was not Brownie's brother at all, but his mother was a cowbird, one of those heartless, lazy folks who care nothing in the world for their children, and don't want to be bothered with them, so to get rid of all responsibility, she Just sneaks along in the shrubbery until she finds the nest of some other bird, lays an egg, and sneaks away, and never bothers her head any more about it. Now, before Brownie and his brothers and sisters were hatched, a cow-bird found their home in the thorn bush, and left an egg. Just like people leave a card when they are out calling and find no one at home. Brownie's mother thought It was a little funny that one of the eggs was so much bigger than the others, but she was an easy-going little body, and Just let things rock along, and never even men tioned it to her next door neighbor. Mrs. Wren. It was a terrible state of affairs when the eggs hatched out, for the , nest was so crowded that one could hardly move, to say nothing of stretching out wings or legs. The big cow-bird was the limit, too; it would step right on the soft little sparrows and mash them as flat as pancakes, and it would push and scourge and elbow them around until they were black and blue. And as It could reach up so much higher, it got nearly every bit of food the mother brought, and Its stomach just- stuck out. while the sparrows got thinner and thinner. One day when the mother had gone over to Mrs. Wren s to borrow a few ant eggs, the young tyrant actually committed a murder. . He got down In the bottom of the nest, and worked and worked. until he managed to get one of the sparrows on his back, and then he straightened up right quick, and pitched the sparrow over the edge of the nest, and down to the ground. The next day. and the next, and the next he did the same thing, until -. Brownie was the only sparrow left. Brownie noticed that when one of his folks got on the cow-bird s back, that was the last he ever saw of them, so he made up his mind, never never, never, to get on his back. That's how Brownie happened to be in the nest now. He could not understand why his mother did mot see how things were going; but she was too busy to even notice it. But he was - a good little fellow, and too manly to tell tales, so he Just kept his bill shut, and said nothing. Besides, he himself was getting big and strong for a spar row; and when the cow-bird shoved, he shoved too, and gave him to under stand that he had some rights too. and more than that, lie was not going to put up with any .uoie fuul- T-NISH"D HAT OF5" PINK AMD WH-ITE' rfL-lKIT. edge with a soft silver ribbon one-half inch wide, sewing it on with fine, even ' stitches. If. as you put this edge on. you stretch the net ever so little it will give a pretty ripply effect to the layers after they are In place. Slash the three layers at the head size just enough to make it possible to slip them in place down over the crown. Ar range them, the largest directly over the brim, the middle size next, and the smallest on top. Tack the middle cir cle In place Invisibly to the brim edge, at intervals of two or two and a half Inches, catching the larger circle at the same time, of course. Fasten the small He Wan Twice aa Bis; mm Browilr. tshness. So when the cow-bird found he could not have everything his own way he scrambled out of the nest one day and fluttered out of sight down In the big. dark 'woods. And Brownie remembered that his mother had told him that great snakes lived in those woods, and that they swallowed little birds without even chewing (hem and Brownie was not sorry, but then he. never would tell tales. A June Rose. IT was only a tiny Rosebud, which would soon become a wild rose, but it grew impatient, nestling in the garden behind a huge stone wall, while baby voices cried and played on the other side. "I want to get out." sighed the flower. "I want to become closer ac quainted with the folks over there," and the bud nodded Its head in the di rection of the voices. "You evidently don't know the tricks of the little peopie as I do, answered a near-by sunflower disdainfully. "They would snap your head off in a twinkling. You had better remain where you are." On the other side of the wall lived many poor children, in houses grouped closely together, where no flowers nor even a blade of grass ever grew. "I'll enjoy being with them, and even should they snap my head off I will be giving them pleasure in that way, too," thought the little wild rose. The morning sun shone Into the squalid houses and awoke the young sters, and in a very short time the haughty sunflower in the garden was awakened by the whoops and cries of the tots. Then the sunflower heard a little girl's voice say: "Oh, Mary-John-All of jou! Cume quick and see what's lier-:.'" est circle In the same way. The trimming of this hat Is 'simply a wreath of flowers around the crown. If one cannot And a wreath to one's liking it is easy to make one. Select two or three bunches with " coloring which pleases you. or. this year, some wheat, which Is popular. Open the bunches by untwisting the binding wire and then arrange them, mixing the different va rieties to suit yourself and your hat, and fasten again with the wire. If you wish to keep the brim from be coming floppy, put a fine white wire around .the edge Just u.tdemeath the very edge of the brim. Sew this in place PEOPLE Then It heard their exclamations of "Ohs" and "Ahs" and "Isn't It a beauty?" "It's a wild rose!" "See; It came through the wall," and then a little child said: "Let's pick it!" "No!" "No!" "No!" came from several and then the one who had discovered it said: "1 wish Sister Maggie could see it, I think it would cheer her, and make her feel better. She had a bad night." All this time the Rose said nothing. It just swayed on Its stem, happy that it had come. It nodded to the children and filled their innocent little hearts with Joy. "My mission Is accomplished," it sighed: "Now I don't care what hap pens to me." The rose was missed by the sunflow er, and that worthy flower was curious to know what happened to its compan ion of yesterday. It craned and stretched its neck until It could peek over, and this Is what it saw: Four little ragged tots seated on the ground around a little wild rose that was smiling radiantly on them. One of the children was telling the others a story about a flower that one day came through the wall to cheer them, end ing with: "And Maggie was the sick child In that Milage, and when her mother car ried her to the window to see the rose, the r.ose smiled on her and made all her pain go away f orevermore." Dnrnmllr t-Il-lty. Mrs. Parker Our new cook has learned all my ways. Parker Don't worry. She may Improve- Take rvt: ( )t TUP ATR PPT Wl-fH with a buttonhole stitch, hiding your stitches between rows of braid so they will not show on the upper brim. Not the least Interesting fact about this, pretty hat is that it is an excellent way to use an old shape. If you have a left over from last year In fairly good condi tion except a bit faded, perhaps the tulle or mallnes covering Is Just the thing to disguise It and transform it Into a thing of beauty and a Joy for the sum- mer, at least. An excellent opportunity is offered for Individual expression in color combinations pale olue over a pink hat. black over white, and so o.. to suit the requirements of one's wardrobe. Divide Your Pleasure OH. my, but I was always sad. And nothing seemed to please me. And all the other boys were glad To laugh and Jeer and tease me; They skipped aoout and Jumped the rope My sakes but they were elfish! Oace they called me "horrid mope." And once they called me "selfish!" They said. "You are a stingy lot. And that is why you're tearful Very stingy boys are not Ever, ever cheerful; But if you'd be a man and give A little to the others I'm sure that we could learn to live Just like a lot of brothers." I gave them all that I could find. And didn't feel like crying. My toys are gone but I don't mind, I only feel like flying; The thing I did Just made me grin. And kept my heart in clover. For happiness was born a twin Now you Just think it over! Ills Part. Christian Register. "So you confess that the unfortunate young man was carried to the pump and there drenched with water? Now, Mr. Fresh, wl at part did you take in this disagreeable affair?" Undergraduate (meekly) The left leg, sir. l AMD AND LL TAKE YOURS r THREE ,AWfY WE GO FEET A-FLY1NG I Lots of fun OOtT Y0OTHIMK SO?