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Tmr EucoELr- (xkesootxij; poinxaim, December 19, 1920 Creeping the Says Frieda Climbing ancl Alps Did-It; Hempel, and Creeping Floor Is Her Pre scription for the I -lIlP -fT Ay- j (:WrK ."''MM : ' ' h If---. f-kMs- ' ?fv- - 1 '."'it-' a3-,. -:;--r iiK if I t 1 7 1 1 BEFORE MIm Hempel weighed mn nnwelcomc 170 pooad prerioa to her ' Alpine adyentures. I BT FRIEDA HEMPEI When Frieda Hempel arrived on the , fauret&nia, nobody knew ber. The three months vacation had wrought 4 change eo marvelous, her waiting friends sliently acared at her aa though abe were a stranger. A plump, staid diva had sailed away. Here was a lithe and slender prima donna Just a slip of a girl a regular Peter Pan of youth and1 enthusiasm. From the tip of har French-last sandal slippers to the crown of her jaunty red tarn, she radiated health and happlnesa She wore her blue serge" Callot gown with debutante distinction. Never before had she been mo beautiful and fascinating. ' All she talked about was Jenny IJnd and the Centennial concert, while her friends, unheeding, gasedt In' amaxement and ad miration at the new HempeU elihouette, which would rejoJce the soul of any artist. Hempel went away weighing 163 pounds. Che came back barely, tipping the scales at 130. In one breath, everybody asked the same question: "How did you do it?" Hers la Frieda Hempel's own story answering It: ' REDUCED the most natural way In the world by creep ing. I lost 40 pounds this summer creeping over thj Alps. I climbed the trails just the way I would have cllaibed them In my baby days. Got right down onvmy knees and kept agoing. Of course, I could not travel that fashion all the way. . I had to g"t up and do some real cflmb ing once In a while but whenever I could, T crept. ' , ' "I had Just formed tha creeping habit when I went to St. Morltz, my favorite resort, riiht In one of the loveliest bits of the Alps. The first thing fi. rushed Aut for 'a climb over the'-well-remembered trails. Just automatically, I dropped down on my knees and began to creep. Oh, how it hurt my poor knees; and how shocked the members of my family, were! They threatened never to go hiking with me again unless I promised not to 'creep.' .Finally, I persuaded then how Important it was to me, and they agreed jb go .with me regularly as a guard .if I .would fallow the less fre quented paths and .choose the lonely hours. ' " "The -next day I ' got a regular football outfit, 'sbinguards, knee cush ions and everything. Then creeptng over tha Alps was. reaH fun far more difficult than lndffcr creeping, but much more effective. The trouble with most prescribed exercises is thai it Is made to, easy. To get the gat results, one must exerds- against ob stacles. Personally, I prefer a natural gymnasium o the best equipped in door one. I believe doctors are In clined this way. I know they count U better for child to walk out of, as the un makes the doors than In .the house, evenness of the ground eltercise more beneficial. v ' "Some of the trails I went over this summer' and ' o uneven I used to think one trip over them .would make any figure perfect. - It didn't, of course, but it all .helped, and I kept at It faithfully every day. Just two days before I started for' horns - I weighed and measured Just as I should, they told me. "That wonderful mountain air was as exhilarating as wine, and what an appetite it gave me! But I was firm. r : 1 -v " ' . ' v Photo copyright IS. Tke. "reduced Frieda Hempel mm she speared at tke Jeany Lind Centennial concert. U. If I ever caught myself weakening, I thought of Jenny Lind and her won derful gown that Callot was copying for me in Paris ivory satin w' "i morning glories trailing over it the lbveliest thing, and I knew I just had to get thin. Think how funny a fat lady would look in crinoline! "I don't think I ever was really, fat as people seem to think all prima donnas are, but my silhouette was get ting very aggravating. First I fussed with photographers when they sent homeTmy untouched proofs. They told me that they had a regular knife to carve 'away excess contour on the sen sitive plates, and it was a busy knife, too. But I did not wish to be photo-1 graphed that way. Then my scales dropped more and , more under my step, and my modiste began ripping out seams and saying consoling things. I got cross with my mlrrorr and ahanged it and then I changed my mind. I realized the fault was all mine, and I resolved to reduce. "The resolving part it easy, 'but finding a satisfactory method is a great problem. I would not take re ducing medicine, for I know such drastic methods must be fundamen- I tally wrong. I'd rather be a nice I even fat than have my flesh as Ill fitting on jny bones aa old clothes are on a scarecrow. . , "I did not know what more I could do in exercising, for I have iWg had a wonderful set of exercises I go through dally. I can turn somersaults and stand on my head against the wall and do all sorts of circus stunts. I Play golf and tennis and love to swim as well as a fish does. There seemed nothing left for me along those lines. "And it Is about the same when It comes to diet. I say 'Thank you, no.' to butter and cream and sugar and potatoes, and all such delicious things, JUBt as though I really did not want them. Shall I starve myself to death t Think what is expected of an art'st. Can a prima donna. trill like a golden canary,'lng like a nightingale and recall the lark at morn, when she as hungry as a bear and probably as cross as one? I will not ruin my health and disposition to save my figure. "I was getting quite desperate, and steadily fatter, when along, came an authority on Greek gods and god desses and physical culture and com mon sense, and told me o CREEP. And now I creep, morning and night, and some times at midday A take an extra turn around the room. "It Isn't Just plain creeping or care less creeping; it iscreeplng. with a purpose, with a great result In view. Creeping not only .with your hands and feet and knees, but with your mind and soul as well.. It Is concen trated- creeping. I creep slowly, in tently, I think every move I make, and by the time I get around my AFTER Hlaa Heaapel. having takes tke herole treatment of cllsablaar Alpine slopes found that she was able to 4 the Males at 130 - pounds, thus accomplishing a re daction of 40 pounds, room I am good and tired; but I always creep an encore. "I only wish I had known about creeping the summers I was at Lake Placid, in the Adlrondacks. There was such an adorable baby there I used to sing lullabies to every after noon. Think what that baby might have taught me! "It would make a fat woman tbln to answer personally the hundreds of letters I received asking me how I did It. I don't consider them Inquisitive how to be slender Is something every woman should know. It means much more than looks It means that won derful 'slender' feeling the feeling of having your body lithe and free. It means cleaner thinking, too. Every released muscle opens up a new brain area, they say, and perfect freedom of th muscles means a mind aotlve, alert and full of the joy of thinking. Creep and Be Thlat "I am strongly Inclined to recom mend creeping for the voice as well asfor the figure. I gave my voice an absolute rest this summer, and when I began to practice I could scarcely be lieve my ears. There was no "get ting in voice. My scales and trills were there just as though I had been practicing every day, and never be fore had it been so easy to slngL "There will be no mqre crcrplng over trails this winter, but I suppose in my lonjj opera and concert tour I shall measure carpets in many hotels, and how I wish there were a good crcepway in Pullman cars! "I never felt so well in my life. And whatever happens, I never shall al low myself to get fat NEVER as as long as I can creep." And so the secret Is out at last. Every woman will be glad to know about It. Doiens of methods have been advocated from time to time as the only sure-fire way In which to dispense with superfluous flesh and regain the perfect figure. Women have starved themselves, boiled, baked, grilled, broiled, stewed, toast ed and roasted, walked, rolled and even resorted to methods of compres sion. Some of these treatments, while succeassful In Isolated cases, have had. In others exactly contrary effects) to the particular one desired. Frieda Hentpol avoided all of these. She tried creeping Instead. Fortu nately for her, she had Alps to creep up and down. Other women, less fortunate, may have to content them selves with creeping up and down stairs at home. It will be found equally as exciting, leas dangerous, but none the less precarious. CONCENTRATION COMES HARD AMID MODERN SURROUNDINGS Ringing of Telephone, Noise of Playing Children, Peddler at Door, ' Honking of Automobile Horn Bar to Solitude. BT JAMES J. MONTAGUE. I HAD treeo reading one of tkoat editorials which tell you how to succeed.-.The way to succeed, the editorial said, was to concentrate. If I could shut all distraction; out of my mind, and devote it exclusively to the thing I was doing, I should get it -done. If I got everything done .J was trying to do, provided they were all good and useful things, I ahould succeed. ' - It struck me that there was a good deal, Irvthat editorial. It stood to reason that distractions were dis turbers of mental traffic If somebody had rushed In Just a Ell Whitney was groping around for the idea of the cotton gin and told him he had been summoned for Jury duty, he probably would have lost the. Idea, and the average suit of all wool clothes would still be selling for around 1360. ' (. . If when Sir Isaao Newton was still rubbing -his head where the falling apple had hit it, the bulldog belonging to the orchard bad ateppedout and frowned at him, we should still see nothing, remarkable in the fact that balloons go up Instead of down. If when James Wattbut I had proved -my own point. Concentration! was-a great thing. x So thereafter I tried to concentrate. But it wasn't half so easy as it sound ed, I beganto wonder how the man who. wrote the editorial bad learned i to do it After I had practiced it for a week without getting the swing, I began to wonder if he ever' had learned It, anqV was about to write and ask him, when another of his edi torials on he same subject came along. ' Thls one was a sort of sequel to the first one -ar" second lesson, so to speak. It admitted that concentration wasn't acquired without a struggle, and advised people who hadn't any gift for ft to concentrate artificially, which is to say to shut out distrac tions by doors and bolts for a while, until it began to come natural. That sounded to me like good, com mon sense. So I went home to try it. Just at that particular time I was trying to make the amounts -en the stubs of my check book agree with the amount the bank said I had checked out of my deposit account. It was hard work, for I am one of those men who can add the same col' umn of figures tliree times and get a fresh and surprising answer every time. . . I probably would get still more fresh and surprising answers after subsequent additions, but I never had the patience to add the column more than three times. It struck me that here was chance for a tetof the concentration : : theory. If by concentration, however induced, I could make my own fig ures and, those of the bank agree, it would prove that I could concentrate. After that success would be mine with practically no trouble at all. So, taking my check book, my foun tain pen and a pad of scratch paper. I retired to an attle room add began to concentrate. I wu getting along fine when the telephone bell rang. Thinking, of course, somebody downstairs would answer It, I con tlnued to concentrate. But they didn't answer It. It rang again three short rings this time. There was a pause. I sat back and waited. Perhaps Central would give It up and tell whoever was calling that the party didn't answer, or that the line was out of order. But she didn't. She rang again. She rang for 18 eeconda, which Is a very long time. Still nobody an swered, although I. could hear them moving about downstairs. Followed a sllenoe., I had long ceased to concentrate by this time, and. had begun Jo wondar If the tele phone message might not be Impor tant. iTbe more I wondered the mors I thought' It mlght.be. At last, able te endure the suspense no longer, I slammed down' the cheek book and Started, down the stairs, When I got to the telephone t fonnd a man there. He waa from the telephone company. Ha was making eeatral ring the bell to see If It worked all right, I eauld have- teld him that, and I weuldn'j: have needed the aid ef concentration to help me work eut the answer, either, , . N . I went baek upstairs and resumed my labors. There was a weeping and walling and gnashing ef teeth below Stain tares) Kinntea after I Started. The baby had Tommy's football and wquldh't give It up. I got the football, propitiated the baby with a lump of sugar, warned both chlldren'that I was. concentrat ing, and went back up stairs. 1 had hardly resumed myddltlon when there came a tnock on the back door. It was a gentle knock At first. Then it became bolder. No body answered it. The head of the house .must have gone out. Tommy and the baby were probably on the front porch, where they couldn't heat it. . . If the knock had continued I could have kept on concentrating, perhaps, but It didn't. It stopped. And I be gan to fear that It was some porch climber who had merely knocked to assure himself that nobody was In the house. Doubtless now he was at work on one of the back porch win dows with a jimmy. I went down stairs and found a lady who wanted to know If we had a vacuum cleaner. I-told her we had and went back upstairs. Once more l got eut the pen, and bent ever my task. Then a motor car drove up to the front 'gate, stopped, and the horn began to blow violently. I gathered up tha check' book and, the fountain pen and the paper pad and" went downstairs. I have not con centrated sines then, and I don't be lieve I ever shall, unless some day I make a mlafetep and am placed In soli tary confinement as the result. ' (Copyright, 129, by the Bell Syndi cate, Ine.) Mummified Codies of Sa cred Ibis Discovered. Cases) Composed of Thousands ( WVIttea Documents on Papyri. . Fe Dlntry Clothes, Put a teaspeenful ef eream ef tar tar to a quart ef water and seek arti cles ever night If yon have many pieces use that proportion and you will find tke result art esaellsat. PARIS. Dec. IS. Thousand of mumlfled bodies of the sacred Ibis have been found by the French savant, M Lacau. In the underground necropolis under the. famous ruined temple at Delr Medlneh, Egypt. Each bird was In an elaborately decorated vase oft earthenware em bedded In a sort of cardboard formed by a conglomeration of papyri which totaled hundreds of thousands of written documents. M. Lacau said the find was on of the most lmportantlof the late dis coveries in Egyptology. The work of deciphering the documents will take yeara. "It is ths wastepaper basket of an cient Egypt," said on of those charged with the work. Siberian Sables Escape. SEATTI-E. Wash. Hunter ar pa trolling Elliot bay, that part of Puget sound on which Kpattl Is built for two' Siberian sables. They escaped from a trading vessel that had arrived recently from Kamchatka. They were being held here pending shipment to an eastern fur farm. It Is said that leas than 100 persons la the United States have ever seen a live nbl whose skin Is rated as being valuable In the fur market To Soften Veretabtes. tTse a teaspoonful, of sugar to the water In which you boll vcvetablea iwnich are hard. will help to bring oat the natural flavor ,