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Newspaper Page TextTft(?ne?3r Evening, May 27, 1925 THE EUGENE GUARD Page Seven Dick took off the apron (Continued from page one) house and try to arrange their lives for them! The very idea of her trying to tell Glory whether she was to serve hard liquor or lemonade at her parties'. It iu none of her business! "Tour mother's just like the mot h-m-ia-law in the funny papers," she Riid when Dick came into the house. "She's been trying to tell me I ihouldn't have had cocktails at Inst ni-ht's parly. Gosh. I'd hate to sit tarough one of her bone-dry dinners. They mut he ghastly!" lick didn't answer her. He stood witching her futile efforts to wipe wme stains from the hall mirror. "Here, give me that duster!" he Mid finally. "You shinny upstairs md make the beds. I'll clean up, down here. . . . I'm the world's best parlor maid, if you only knew it!" Glory stood watching him for a minute pr two. In his own wny. Pick was quite food-look ins, she thought. He was tall snd thm. And there was an eager look in his face ... in I the quick movements of his body . . . that made him seem splendidly alive. . . Of course he wasn t hund- mme, like Stan Wnybnrri. Gloria knew every detnil of Stan Warburn by henrt. The cleft in his fhin, his; polished black, hair, his ice blue eves .... nnd his thrilling way of looking at ynu. Dick came toward her across Fashion Plaques Bfr'. a nift I . 1 krl h w you do it: Provide your nl. a jnl of 15-inoh crepe rit,. i.;it it in the renter, hold- t a hi)t brooch. Put on r hen.i .0 the brooch in in the Jl'r of the forehead. Then croM w l.Is t the hack and roll each end round tb l,end. You can tie in a t oi.i; Bi-lo, or can tuck the ends ju iu Hiiiart lit tie ! EM; Titljf Poller j - i .' ri'.irr tef'y. ' ' 9i ' r-s..ii .rjoMih fr a rhime. ',r a b"g for t d;me. -by Beatrice Burton 1039 bTEA SEEVICB INC. and handed It to her. living room, shoving the vacuum sweeper ahead of bim as he came. He left broad dusty streaks on the rug behind bim. Glory laughed. "Gosh, but you're doing a bum job of house cleaning!" she said. Dick dropped the sweeper and caught her in his arms to kiss away her laugh ter. "No! No!" Glory cried. With all her strength she pushed him away from her and ran upstairs. ... Stan M'ayb'urn had held Myra in his arms just that way last night! . , . The very thought of him was like a knife twisting in her heart. What was there about Myra Gail that made all the mm fall in love with her, Glory wondered. Myra, with her sullen gray eyes, wasn't even pretty. She talked very little In her drawling, husky voice. She did not try to please anyone, particularly. It must be her clothes that made her so alluring . .'. that turned the trick. Glory decided. For there was no doubt that fttyrn had wonderful clothes. She bought them in Paris. , , . Glory stopped making beds nnd opened the door of her clothes closet. With n new scorn she surveyed the dresses hanging there . A few( weeks ago when she had bought them for her trousseau she had thought them beautiful. Now she saw that there were too many ruffles on them, too many but tons, too much fringe. Kven the col ors were wrong! . . . They should be subtle greens and dusky grays like Myra wore . . . instead of bright blues and frantic reds. Well, whs there any reason why she shouldn't have clothes like Myra's if she wanted them? After all. it was no crime to have a few becoming clothes, was it? ' r. . . She would buy a dress of cream and amber to match her skin and hair! She would buy black velvet to set off the pearly whiteness of her neck and arms! . . . And a scarf of real lace like foam along the edge of a wave! She would beat Myra Gail at her own gamel Stan would never look at Myra again! Not when he saw Glory with her loveliness dressed ns it never had been dressed before! She wished that it were Monday morning instead of late Saturday aft ernoon ... so that she could go down town and begin to shop, then and there! By the time Glory bad made the twin beds and had hung a neat row of face towels in the bathroom, it was dark. . Downstairs she could hear the faint rattle and clatter of dishen. She sup nosed that Dick had finished straigh tening the house in his sladnitb roau's way, and was wanning me gia.ir!. from I a -it night's bout. Sh fluffed un her hair, dabbed her nose with a powder puff, and started (Inwnstnirs. Halfway down the flight of steps she stopped, t mm the Kitcnen came the rich odor of broiling ham. . . . Dick muftt be getting supper! Glory had a sudden feeling of di taste for the home with its remind ers of lat night's hilarity. She want ed to get out of it ... to go s '.me where. To a restaurant. Anywhere. . . . Above all she wanted not to be alone all evening with Dick. She ran into the kitrhen. Dirk bad on one of Mangle's ging ham aprons. He was standing before the stove brandishing a toanting fork. -Oh, take that thing off!" Glory cried. "I hate to see a man in ao apron, fusfing around the kitchen. It doen't look manly!" Dick fxk off the aproo and handed it to her- , Well, if my wife dosn t know how to cook, and won't try to learn to mok, I can't starve, can P" h a.ked. "Somebody 't got to get oui sapper ..." I H.m't miuooft its occurred to r.i.i thnt there are restaurants in' town? t.lory axen sauciiy. Xrui intwuf it's Saturday eight . . - we ought to go out and bat around a bit." Wi turned oat the gas under the broiler. Going out to eat is fut twice as eipensive aw eating at home. said D.ek. "And. g"h. I'm tired after rTing up nearly all night. I'm Somebody's got to get our supper. I I 1 all in, as a matter of fact. . . . Cbme on. Glory, be a sport, for once, and say you'll have a fried ham sandwich at home!" "Not a chance!" Glory cried. "I didn't have any lunch today, and I'm as hungry ns a bear. So hitch up the cor, old thing, and we'll drive downtown for supper. . . . And maybe we'll get wild afterward and go to a movie, eh wot?" She ran upstairs, whistling as she went. Dick stood alone in the bright un tidy kitchen. Ho was still shaky from his at tack of "flu" earlier in the week. His head and his eyes ached. He was tired to the point of nausea. He wondered bow he could - sit through a restaurant meal and a mov ing picture show afterward. . . . He put on his hat and went out to the enrage to start the car. , Upstairs' in her room Glory wns pinning on at black lace hat she had bought in Montreal during her honey moon. Ah, she had not gone wrong on that hat! It was perfect. , It cast faint shadows under her eyes, and brought out the ivory of her skin. She wns twice as beautiful in thnt hat ns in any other hnt she ever had on her head! And why? .... He cause it bad cost twiro us much as any other one thnt she had ever owned. Oh, there was; no getting awav from the fact that anybody could be good-looking who hod good-looking clothes! nnd when you hod beauty to start with on she had . . . well, you were just plumb craty if you didn't insist upon beautiful clothes to bring it out! They were your due. . . . They were her due . . . Gloria's! .... And, by jinks, she she would have them! , j "Itikky-tinkky-tavy," Glory said when they were seated in the restau- rant. "I hope you meant what you j said this morning when you told me MUTT AND JEFF arc. ee ':?Wr8?( . TH LION TAMERS IN SAM DlCGO, US AN6LCS, DALLAS, UMCO AMb KANSAS CUT : THCY WANT TO KNIOVUUJHY U) CoN'T SCNt THe UulUD BTAVTS VWC PI?0MSI3 I f- Tt I I 7.15 ' ' r , 1 , ; . , jm ' 1 ' 1 ' ' ! Jerry On the Job A Remarkable Resemblance j 'rWT w-rb L I I I 'irN(ivwugrMw) " ( 0QKn ENIEU Wow Wfnis oft- J i L&o4nts rr: -rvs Blots' A fT i - V 1"r " ( JuSt I0o- V' 1 A' tiSWro :N LtrrBu, )!-- huef. "ts.,vet5 J f Jwv ach cTTMEa. I could hire new maid to take Mag gie's place. Pick looked up from the dinner menu. "Why?" he asked. "Too haven't hired one already, hare you?" Glory nodded. "I was going to talk to you abont that, tonight, and it slipped my mind," Pick said. 'I was going to ask you if you could get along with a laundress and cleaniug woman for a while Somehow or other, it's costing us more to live than I figured it would, and I'm no millionaire, you know." Glory drew lines on the tablecloth thoughtfully. "I've hired an awfully nice-looking Swedish girl," she remarked, after a time. "She says she can do all the work in our house." Uiek gave the waiter the order for dinner. "How much are you going to pay her?" he a?ked. "Eighteen dollars a week," Glory said bravely. "Kighteen dollars a week!" repeat ed Uiek. "Great Scott, Glory, you must have lost your mind! I can't afford to pay a maid $IS a week and board her, besides! It'll cent me $100 a month, easily. I can't do it, honey I just hnven't got fhe money!" "I've told her to start work in the morning, and she's coming," Glory said. "So we'll have to keep her for a little' while." She raised her limn Id eves. Across the restaurant at a corner table sat i Stanley Wayburn. He was looking I straight at her. j (To be continued tomorrow) Cynthia Grey Says: . . 'pIIIS is the time of the year when that grand old Scotch game of golf is in "full swing." counting, all the swings that are missed. And there is relationship between golf and happy homes. Probably the majority of men who play golf are office workers. wl)i need the exercise and foe ah air that the game affords. They enjoy getting away from the office. Yet many of them fail to realize that their wives often are tied down by housework, Just as much ns they are by office work. I heard a man bragging the other day that he spent eight hours of the Inst four Sundays on a golf course. And during this time his wife was at home alone, growing more disgusted with her home every minute. There' a happy medium in nil these matters. The wife should real ize her husband enjoys a prune of golf with other men, hut at the same time she in not going to be happy if she is neglected and ignored every tjmo therB is an opportunity for r.'s r.ention. . Marriage Is a partnership, and every husband who realizes what priceless real happiness is should not get "drunk" on golf. Oh, a stiekh-baek, dear, is a fih That goes wiggle and waggle (1) It has pins on its (2) And where epicures - Hi) It's considered not much of a - I4. U I-ike silk sounds. ,2) Collection of vertebrae. (31 Chew. M) Mess, delicaey. 111111? '"i " ' f 1! 60 p, wglg rjesr r:A3 Y I m prtoro th cook rsac.. rN., FLAPPER FANNY savr Many a girl who believes In ove!,Ron' ch!W Ki'r: J"hn Kennelv, at first slciht wishes nha hadn't tkn ! baritone; Harris. Johnson and Steve it second look. Radio Programs PACIFIC COAST l'ortlnml, 411.5 meters .V KUW, o.oO p. m. children's program; 6-i, dauce music by Jackie Soudrr s or ortlund hotel; inter- cheat ra of tta misyion solos by Agnoa Hindi Hunt, soprano; 7:15, weather, police uu.i market reports, news bulUiiis aud i oasehall sc-ores; 8-0, cu-ert by 7th j nil an try baud; IM0, concert from the i Dun-Art studio of Sherman, Clay & j coiupuuy; 10-11, KU wards Depi-udable j cuffco concert. j KFAK. Pullman, Wash., 3IS.U mu- tors 7.oO-U p. m., Trcadwell or chestra; Donna Jeun Trumbull, read er; Dorothelta Palmer, vocalist; ''Our I'rotecticu Autiuist Dismu?," Dean K K. Weguer; "The State Grange Meet ing," IC. F. Gaines; "A Club Camp for Hoys and Girls," Kliniua White; "Water Tower Development of the Northwest," E. A. Hrjnu. Kl'l, Los Angele, -107 meters ,r):IiO ti p. m.. Kxiiinincr's matinee pro gram; tl tJilo, Mi-Daniel's uightly do ings; u:ki-7, Haditoriut talk; 7-7::U. detective story, Nick Harris; 7:IU-S, 1eona Wilson,' uiczxo-sopruuo, Autou Chris, steel guitar; 8 II, Evening Her ald's hour of dance music; 1 10, Ex aminer; Movin program by Wiuupas club of movlo agents; 10-11, Patrick Murh'a dance orchestra, Hetty Putrii-k soloist. KKOA, Spittle, -IM,:i meters l 5:15 p. in., Olympic hotel orrliestri; recipe, 00:45, concert orchestra; 0:45-.S:HU, liopper-Kelly company studio program; 8::tU-10, Times stu db program. 1 KKWH, Hollywood, 252 meters 7 8 p. m., iirogruni, Neverlyridge com pau j ;8 -I), progrniii. Arrowhead Springs Wnter company, Co-Koe (pinrtet; fln, Erickaon siMcrs, I.ouUe llnwntt. Hilly l.vnn, Warner Hrnih?rn ayncopatora; It) -11, Warner HrdherV fruits, direction Charlie Widlmnn. KGO, Oakland, Cnl., :W!.2 meters 3 p. in., musical program, pniker, Cora L. Williams institute; 4-5:n(), concert orchestra, Hotel St. Francis. KIM, I.os Angeles, 405.1! meters 5::ii-0 p. in., l.eightou's A reach; cafe teria orchestra. Jack Cronhaw, lead er; (l-li :;(), Art Ilickiiuiu'M Hilhnore hotel concert orchestra, Eilwurd Fit--Patrick, director; (J:;t0.7..'10. little nt.. ries American history, Professor Wal ter Sylvester Hertzg; Dick Window, juvenile reporter; Mickey McHan, Mr ltoy, 'hnrmonien; Jenny I.lnd, Danish soprano; Uncle John; 8, Dr. Mars Humgnrdt, ncienrific lecturer; K:,'l0- IG'JO. Hods mothers orchestra; Pry; or .Moore, leader; l:.'tO-(i; Piggly Wiggly girls string trio; 10-11, A't Hickman's Hittmore hotel dunce or rheiitra, Earl Hurtnctt .leader. KI.X, Oaklnnd, Cal., IWIH.2 im fers 0-7 p. m., organ recital; h 10, Amer ican theater nrrhcutra ; 10-1 1 :30, Sweet's ballroom. KNX. Hnlb wood. ,t:tn.O meters fl:.'10-0:15 p. m., Murlitzer pipe organ At Last the Boys 'studio, Sid Ziff' sport talk; 6:1.1 .0:30. travelogue, W. K. Alder; 6:30, ; talk oq Insect life, II. V. McSpadden; : 7-S, Ambassador hotel concert or chestra; Josef Uosenffld, director; tt . i. program, Brent furniture com pany; IMO. Clear Ixtke lleach com pany; 10-12, KNX late hour (esture program. KIH), San Francisco, 42$ 2 meters 1-- p. m., Kudy Seiger's Pairmoum hotel orchestra; 4 :30-o :30, Kudy Sei ger's Fairmount hotel orchestra: 0:30-7, Stales reittaurant orctiestr.i; f 7-7:30, Kudy Seiger's Fairmount hotel orchestra; S O, studio program; 0-10, Goodrich Silvertown Cord orchestra: 10-It, Johnny Hulek'a Cabirlatia. KJH, Seattle, meters S:S.V 10 p. m., Post-Intelligencer studio program. KKSG, Io Angeles, 27f. meters 2:30-4.30 p, in., divine healing ser vices in Angelns temple nmlitorinm, conducted by Aimee Semple Mcpher son; 6:30-7:30, "The Angeltts Hour:" Uuth Frances Thomas, pianist; Con stance Heed, soprano; Helen Higlev, remler: Francos Mehl. whistler: Carol Compass In brans duets. Home Hints ! nHR walla of an ordinary kitchen ! n bathroom may be made water : proof by coating the ordinary wall , paper with a thin coat of varnish. Sandpaper Your Hat Spots of dirt and grime may be re moved from a light felt hat by rub bing with the finest grade of sand paper. Usa a Wire Basket Time . cau he snved by washing small fruits and vegetables in a wire frying basket that may be plunged up and dowu in water. Don't Wash Eggi If eggs are to be put away in wa- ter glass they should be clean but not washed. If soiled sponge lightly with vinegar. NEW STRAW BASKETS Straw baskets havn large, bizarre figure in crude colored raffia and have long handles of braided straw. OSTRICH FEATHERS Ostrich feathers continue to be popular, but their uso is 'confined to wraps now rather thnu gowns, SUEDE SPORT JACKET The suede sport Jacket Is very light and supple and Is worn very smartly with the kasha or flannel skirt. CKOSS-WOKDFOR LITTLE FOLKS Are Making Some Headway I I A nswor i I r r"l r- I JACK DAW'S ADVENTURES Btory by Hal Cochran Drawlnga by L, W. Redner TOY CAVE OIIAPTEU 6 . jEE, it must be dark in there," said Dotty. "Oh, no it isn't," replied the hermit There are light shafts that run up through the ground and It keeps the cave so that the men can always see what they are do ing." Then the hermit led the way into the cave. Jack and Dotty ami the little workmen followed. 'T'HEY had walked but a short distance when they heard Flip barking outside. "Ohl" shouted Jack, "I forgot all about Flip and Flop." And he turned around and ran out into the open again. Just at the entrance of the cave stood Flip, and by his side was Flop. And Just imagine! Ha wns sitting on the missing toy. TT WAS a regular little kiddy car, and seat. "Where have you h taking that cur?" asked Jack. Flop, in response, just squeaked and started to pedal away agnln. Jack rushed out and, caught hold of biin. "Oh, no you don't!" he shouted. (Continued.) WIDE COLLARS SMART Chiffon capes for summer hare wide Pierrot collars of Telvot, sst eral shades darker than the wrap ItFOlf. Whatever your buiineaa; wtrntsrer your tride, you find that your projrrfnn Ui oft.n dotayrd. And than, whan behind, you declda 'twill tio grant to work aoine at home Juat to cntrh up to data. You dine in a hurry, then clear off tha tabla, and aettla to dn juat aa murli na you're abla. Tha plan, I'll acree, la a good ona, at that, but bow often the litlln fulka knock tha work (Int. An aonn aa you've atarted, there'a trouble on tap, for a youngster'' will aiulileiily bop on your lap. Tour ponrll la aeixed and the dear little tad, aliouta, "Draw ma a cow and a man, will ya dud? "I' In well tlmt you welt 'till tha tote are in bed, (or then, In tha quiet, you'll plow right ahead. An hour or two later, your thought'a bur led deep, Than wifey complalna that you're loeln' your aleep. The trouble, perhapa, la It'a enr to ahirk In the regular honra, 'ataadi of doing your work. Tho thought of tha home work, no doubt, may ba fun, but with klddica around well. It Jul can't ba dona. r-ammmmmmmm (Copyright, 1025, with three wheels and steering handle you been, and what business did you have VARIETY IN LACE Two kinds of lace are better than one this season, and three or four, combined In one frock are even bet ter. CochYan's POEM NBA Service, Ine.) By BUD FISHER 1 , : 1 IT i I at.