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About The Monmouth herald. (Monmouth, Or.) 1908-1969 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 4, 1924)
Som ething to Think s i bout Jean Arthur by F. A WALKER H H O K EN I ri Y * I I V I I r»(liu> l y ' « ( « ¡ i l i c i and tradaa- c ira - t l » c a p a b i l i t i « * r 1 T A X ir \ r i i l |\J I I » « l « ' M i (lit n i l fur lacerai «r fallar* 1 a , ibowra ia your palm, i n M L / THE HAND OF A CLERGYMAN y o t l.l( HOUR feelln( I* shown by fingers of conical shape, with Ion« first Joints. This shows, also, great power of intuition. A cross upon the Mount of Afiollo, lying ut the base o f Apollo, the ring linger. Is held to Indi cate deep religious feeling, hy some writers on chiromancy. Dignity Is, of course, absolutely es sential to the successful clergyman, an<l this Is murked in the hand hy a long and strong third or lowest phalanx of the linger of Jupiter, the forellNger. If the third phalanx of the linger of Return, or middle linger. Is long and strong. It Is an Indication of generosity of nature. The second or middle «phalanx o f the third or ring linger (the finger of Apollo) shows, If strong and well developed, n love o f work, and great energy In carrying out one’s designs. Of course, the clergyman, If he Is to preach well, must lie possessed of elo quence, and this trait Is marked in the hand h.v a strong tip of the little linger, the Unger of Mercury. (vfc) bv Wh** *!e r HyA<ilcate. In c ) --------o -------- Has A n y o n e Laugh ed A t You - - = By E T IlE I. R PEYSER Because— i • a i i • i i i • i i i • > i a a You art a joiner? Havon't you l>«‘»»n repeatedly guy ml for twlonging to hi ninny dub»? DoernTt every on»» »ay: 'H ow can you do any work, when you hdoag to » « ninny iia- ao< lationa?” Yet, If they’ll stop to think, Joining mean* n lot of Interest In life. If you belong to one club it monn* a II iii IU m I int'OTMt. You fci\e youmelf to many causes Mild u*t»» If you be long to nmny assoclathma of l>e<’ple. Sven the frivolous cluli give* you a clianee to make Del friends, which ia no mean tiling, after all. SO Your gtt away here ia: If you can pay your duea "Joining" ia a good game. ¿i by l l c t ' l u r « N r H s p s p c r S yn d i ca t e ) 'T 'l I K very pleasurable ease with which many of us break our high er purposes and turn aside In feverish haste In the pursuit of some elualve object, does not argue well for our future content or prosperity. The gray hairs that fringe our tem ples and the hard lines about our mouihs bear Intimate relationship to the pitiful Job we have made In hold ing steadfast to a fixed course. We humans, at least some millions of us, are fickle. Impetuous and Impa tient, Inclined upon the slightest provocation to change our rninds over night, at a sudden veer of the golden weather-cock. When we wake In the morning, we are not quite sure whether we are steering our cruft toward the north star or heading It for the southern er< >ss. Hut we do know that the purpose of yesterday Is gone. We have a new one which appeals directly to our lofty ambition, so much so, In deed, that we draw In our chin, puff out our breast and stride briskly down the street, forgetting in our ela tlon to acknowledge the smiling nods and cheery good mornings of our friends. liy night our certitude has some what withered before the Intense heat of cogitation, and we are filled Unl*ss aome awei-tn.as at the bottom i with doubt. lies For years and years we have gone Who cares for all the crinkling of the plea? i around and around with the compass. I lint on this occasion everything is GOOD DESSERTS different. We cannot move. Our great project, for which we ( ’HOICK must he made as to des have been husbanding our strength. serts where there ure little people Is hidden somewhere In the mist, our who are to he considered. Too rich sight Is defective, our hands are un food, or food hard to digest, should steady and there Is a tug at the heart never he given to young people. that we cannot much longer endure. Event has succeeded event, not ns Cracker Plum Pudding. we expected, hut as our solicitous I ’ our four cupfuls of scalded milk friends have foretold. Our old smiling over one and one quarter cupfuls of habit Is gone. We are discouraged rolled crackers and let stand until down in the depths. cool; add one cupful of sugar, four The world goes on merrily. There eggs, beaten, one-half n grated nut Is no tenderness in Its heart. It cares meg, one teaspoonful of salt, one-tlilrd not a whitling whether we sing or of a cupful of melted butter. Parboil sigh, whether we are clothed In purple one and one half cupfuls of raisins In or In tatters and rags. uny canned fruit Juice to cover, until And some of the merriest are car soft, then add to the pudding. Turn rying n load In their souls, because Into u buttered baking dish and hake they, too, have broken their purposes. In n slow oven two and one-half hours, But they refuse to yield to discourage stirring occasionally. Serve with a ment. sauce made from the fruit Juice, thick They have resolved to try again, ened with n tahlespoonful each of but and to keep on trying ns fast as ever ter and flour cooked together. they fall, trusting not In themselves for sustaining strength, hut in the Compote of Rice With Pears. higher power—being prodigals seek Steam one-half cupful of rice until ing their father’s house! tender In half milk and water, cooking ((g) by M c C l u r e N e w s p a p e r S y n d i c a t e ) In a double boiler. When the rice Is -------- o -------- soft, add three tahlespoonfuls of sugar, the yolks of two eggs, slightly beaten. Mound on a flat dish In a cone shape and place halves of canned or baked pears around the rice. Sprinkle with By GRACE E. H ALL chopped Canton ginger and serve with cream and sugar. A MOTHER Raisin Puff, Cream Sauce. Cream one half cupful o f butter; add two tahlespoonfuls o f sugar, two eggs, well beaten: then add one cupful of milk alternately with two cupfuls of flour, mixed and sifted with one- half tpaspoonful of salt and two tea spoonfuls of baking powder. Chop one cupful of rnlslns, dredge w ith one- qunrter cupful of flour and add to the mixture. Turn Into a buttered mold and stenm one and one-half hours. Serve with whipped cream, sweetened and flavored with nutmeg. . . ! • . . W c , m n - Now, looking hack across the years. Our hearts are wrung with pain. Remembering the price she paid That we—her own—might gain; She placed no price upon her deeds. Love prompted every one; We simply knew she filled our needs— Until her work was done. Those •....................................................... * THE ROMANCE OF WORDS 1 “ TRIBU LATIO N” g lady acroas the wsy asys ■ got to he •uhi.dliel hr nenf any more she’s glad h shipping Interrats, and II burn« owner», w hose bur •avy enough already. T T SEEMS we scarcely knew her In her many years on yarth, Nor realized, ’til she had gone. Her wondrous woman’s w orth; To much she gave, too freely tolled For others, all the while. Too much we blindly let her give— Forgetting thanks or smile. i i i. .‘it ) o & A h e c r Y o s o s u n th g e L W a d a y y PURPO SES T V HIS little essay on the poetry which may he found lurking even In single words, Archbishop Trench calls atten- tlon to a quotation from Col eridge: "In order to get the full sense of a word we should first present to our minds the visual Image that forma Its primary meaning"—a course which la particularly necessary In con sidering the word "tribulation." We all know In a general way that the term means sorrow or anguish, hut that this Is a pure ly metaphorical meaning Is ap parent from a consideration of the Katin "trlbnlum." the thresh- Ing Instrument or roller by which the Roman farmers sep arated the corn from the huska. In Its primary significance, “ trlhulatlo" was the act of this separation, but some early writer of the church approprl- ated the word and the Image which It brought to mind, and used It In the figurative sense— -:r. or adversity being the appointed means for the separating In men of what- • ■ver in tl • • » « » light. trNlal or poor, from the solid and true, their chaff from their wheat He therefore called thoae sorrows and trials 'trtb- ulations." or threshings of the Inner spiritual man. without which the rhurrh taught there could be no fitting him for the heavenly harvest. < £ by W h H l » r S m i l e » ! * , In e ) ; [ft *, $ toll-worn hands had never meant So much to us, until Upon her quiet breast they lay. So white and cohl and s till; What service they had done for us Wo never paused to say. Until we missed their ministry— When she had gone away. The thin gray hair upon her brow Was like a hnlo-llght. Rut we had never known It— T i l she went away that night; We longed to tell our love at iHSt, And how wo held her dear, But oh, the hour had glided past— Our words she could not hear! < ^ • ¡j, Heart-breaking tears! At last we saw With vision clear and bright. The beantles of that noble soul Who went away that night; With aching hearts we knew, too late. There never was another -to fine and true the whole way through As she whom we called— Mother. (9 by tv.,Id. Mod a Company ) -------- 0-------- • * • j % ; * I : a . * *» i • C • S e M R. PO SSU M 'S E S C A P E night Mr. Possum was going O NE through the woods trying to make up his mind whether he would go over to a farm he knew of some distance away or stay In the woods and hunt for something to eat nearer home. While he was trying to decide this question he came to Mr. Fox’s home, and as there was no light to be seen under the door or at the window Mr. Possum decided that Mr. Fox was not at home and that possibly he might find something to eat without going farther. He tiptoed around to the hack of the house to the pantry window and carefully raised it and slipped inside. No, Mr. Fox was not at home, so Mr. Possum began to look along the pantry shelves for something to eat. But they wqre pretty hare; only a few bones and a piece of dry bread did he find. He had about made up Ills mind to jump out of the window and go Only a fsw months ago, handsome Jean Arthur, the ‘‘movie’’ star, was earning her way through a New York college. Today she shares feminine lead honors in a prominent produc tion. Five feet three, of slender bru nette loveliness, at the age of seven teen, Mies Arthur finds herself a screen personality of importance. Starting as a model for fashion pho tographers, she soon attracted the at tention of a prominent producer. Her rise from minor roles to leads quickly followed. -------- O-------- What’s in a Name? By MILDRED MARSHALL Facts « b o a t jrsur l u m i ; its history j m e a n in g; w h e n c e it w as d e r iv e d ; sig- m fic a n c * . you r lu cky d a y . lu cky je w e l RUTH /""\\E of the loveliest names In the feminine category is Ruth. It comes to us shrouded in mystery and bearing the tragic sweetness of Bibli cal story. The origis o f the name has never l>een satisfactorily determined. Some say that it comes from a Hebrew word meaning "trembling" ; others thnt Its origin lies In a word from the sume language meaning "Joined to gether," but all agree that It must have some connection with the word “ reuth” signifying beauty. As an English common noun. Ruth has come to mean sorrow, pity, com passion. That It receives this in terpretatlon from the story of the gen tle nnd faithful Ruth of Rlhllral his tory, Is open to belief. Certainly the most famous Ruth of the ages was the lovely daughter In-law of Naomi, w ho followed her Into her ow-n far coun try and gleaned the grain from the fields thnt they two might be fra) Artists have Immortalized Ruth, the gleaner, stnndlng In the fields, su|n>rh In her full-blown Hebrew beauty with the sheaves o f grain clasped to her breast. It was Ruth who voiced that ex quisite promise which is synonymous with devotion In the world's famous utterances: “ Whither thou goest. I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people; and thy God my God." According to the Biblical story, Ruth became the wife o f R«>nz. No nickname has ever been evolved for Ruth. The name preserved Its dignity and pathetic sweetness throughout Its history. It has been adopted, in a popular sense, only by the English language. In accordance with Its significance, the pearl has been assigned Ruth as her tallsmanie stone. Though the pearl, in this in stance. probably means tears. It will undoubtedly produce the opposite ef fect upon the wearer. Just as the opal ceases to be unlucky for those whose birth month is October. Pearls, worn hy Ruth, will counteract her heritage to sorrow. Thomas Hood expresses the poet's Ideal of Ruth: She stands breast blah among tb* corn Clasped by tb* golden light of morn. Like tb* aweetheart of the sun Who many a glowing kisa ha* won. ( 9 b y W h r a l . r S y a d ir a to . 1 « ) --------o -------- A LINE 0* CHEER fin in ' By John Kendrick Bangs. Mr. Fox Was Dragging a Bag. to the farm when he heard a noise that made him stand very still and listen. It was someone opening the door to the kitchen, probably Mr. Fox him self. And what he would do to him If he caught him In his house Mr. Possum dreaded to find out. Mr. Possum had come out of the pantry to the kitchen nnd was look ing on the table hoping Mr. Fox had left something there. But It, too, was bare, like the pantry, and here he was caught and no food to pay for the risk. | Q h c W hy | B y H l R V l N q ( © by M cC lu re N e w s p a p e r Syndicate.) j | Superstitions | o/ He did not have long to think what to do and the chimney seemed to be the quickest way o f escape, for he would have to pass the door which Mr. Fox was ut that second opening to reach the pantry. Up the chimney went Mr. Possum * and bump went his head, , r >T Mr. Kex hud nailed a board over his chimney to keep out the snow,« and robbers as well, for It was very easy to get down when be did not have a fire. Poor Mr. Possum! He almost lost bis bold and tumbled when Ids bead struck the board. He would have if he had not been such an expert climber and clinger as well. A piece of rough stone sticking out was all that saved him, and here he clung trembling while be listened to Mr. Fox shuttling Into the room below. Mr. Fox was dragging a bag, for he had been very lucky that evening. I f it had not been for the bag scraping along the floor he would have heard Mr. Possum in the chimney. As It was, he did see the soot which Mr. 1 Possum knocked loose iu his efforts to save himself. Mr. Fox pushed aside the soot and laid sticks and hark for Ids fire. Then he swung the long Iron arm out from the chimney side and hung on the pot of water. Mr. Possum trembled harder. Mr. Fox then lighted a match. Mr. Possum saw 1dm light the bark and twigs, and shook. Up came the smoke iu his face and eyes and then down It went and came out In Mr. Fox’s face and eyes. Mr. Possum choked and coughed but Mr. Fox did not hear him, for at that second he remembered the hoard over the chimney top and be opened the door and ran out to get a ladder. There was no time to do thinking now. The smoke was too thick aad down dropped Mr. I’oTsum among the ashes and soot and smoke. Mr. Possum never expected to reach his home, for he was sure Mr. Fox was after him, but he did, and up to the tipper-most-top did he climb, and there he stayed until the next night. Then he erept down the tree and went hunting for his supper. But not In the pantry o f any of the wood folk. Mr. Possum wanted a good square meal and he did not wish to take the chance of finding hare shelves again. K l N Q § YOUR ENEMY’S PICTURE TD KSEARCHES of the American * * Folk-Lore society show that com paratively recently there have been cases where a person sought to injure his enemy by drawing that enemy's picture on a board and shooting at It with a rifle or pistol. It was believed that the one sought to be Injured would feel great pain in that part of his person represented h.v the part of the picture pierced hy the bullet nnd that no one hut the person who did the shooting could give him relief. Kindred superstitions are now and then met with In various sections of this country and In rural England they are most common. Again we have merely a survival of sympathetic magic handed down from primitive man. Injure the man’s pic ture and you Injure the man. This sort of vicarious vengeance was prac ticed hy all the ancients. Amid the ruins of Thebes was found a small clay figure of a man tied to a papyrus scroll "evidently to compass the destruction of the person de nounced In the script.” Jnst what process the clay figure had been sub jected to In order to sympathetically affect the man It represented does not appear. The superstition has come down unaltered through the ages and Is much more common today than most people have any Idea of. I f the stories o f Catherine de Medici are true one of her favorite modes of ‘‘getting square” with her enemies was to have waxen figures made of them and set the figures to melt be fore a fire, or for a quicker rfsult pierce the heart of the figure with a pin. This superstition, ss Frazer put« It, Is that “ the man feels the Injury done to his Image as If It were done to Ms own body," and El worthy adds: "The Idea Is as old as the hills and Is practiced today." The reason we do not hear more about this particular superstition Is because those who practice It naturally do so In secret and do not talk about it. MEN YOU MAY MARRY By E. R. PEYSER Has a Galoot Like This Pro- posed to You? Symptoms: Not a bit stylish — In fact bo pooh-poohs tho lat est fashions as senseless. Knows the latest publications and books and is awfully hlgh-hrow. He likes the self-supporting woman only. Can't stand the girl who always must take hoc formal mamma to the show with them, lie always keeps a well- paid Job with growing prospects. Nothing worries him except wasting time nt a bad play er with n poor book. He Is a bit bookish, but not so bookish that the fond parents do not worry when be nnd daughters go out for an all-day pienlc. Mothers fear but think him a catch. Daughters love but cannot fathom him. IN FACT He is the most delightful mixture to Himself. Prescription for His Bride: T A ^'*’1 next to some good books i y — not for their bindings, but because of their insides. Absorb This: He who reads; And works by day, Is just the man For whom maids pray, O by M cC lure New apapcr Synd icate,) -o- Pickings for Some Lawyer. The lawyer hnd been reading for an hour or so nnd the Insurance agent who rented desk room ventured an hi- qulry as to what the volume might b« about. “ Just a life o f Henry V III." " I aee little to adtnlre In the life of that Individual," remarked the ether, with a snort. "Doubtless yon are right," the lawyer replied. "But I would have liked to have had his divorce business Just the same.” ( 9 by W cClur* N f w i p i p . r S yn d ica te.) THE TEST had my periods o^ Doubt That cam* to put my Faith lo I VK rout. TOO BRAVE. Walter— What’s the matter with the omelet? Customer— The egg* didn’t know when they ware beaten. And glad am T That they rame by. For ’tls the simple fact that when Those questionings arose twas ltd * I found the test That proved Faith heat. And through those trying hours of Doubt The eurety of Truth rame out <9 by MrClur* Newspaper 8ya«l<-a(o ) --------o -------- FIG U RIN G IT l OR ^ Candidate: Isn’t fifteen thou sand dollars for a seat In ths city council a pretty big expense? Committeeman: With all these franchise q u e s- tlons coming up It Isn't an expense. It’s an Invest ment. r . fO > * y r l«k t . ky M .C ia r o a y * «,c a t«.)