Thursday, August 12. 1937
THE HERMISTON HERALD, HERMISTON, OREGON
BRIGHT STAR
B y M ary S ch um ann
C o p y r t f h t b y Macra.* S m ith
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CHAPTER XI—Continued
— 22—
“Up so late, big brother? How
come?”
He turned from his introspec
tive thoughts. “ ’Lo, Kezzie. I
waited up for you. After midnight
again? . . . I’ll have to look after
you a bit.”
If Kezia was annoyed she re
strained herself. “Sorry. If I’d
known you were waiting, I’d have
come sooner.”
“Jerry?”
She nodded and tossed her beret
in the air, caught it. "Chasing
dewy adventure out at Brierlands.”
“ Did you catch up with it?”
“Yes, but found it rather dull
after I did. I used to have a bet
ter time-----”
Hugh smiled. “You mean when
things are new-----?”
"You get such a zip out of them
when they are new!” She sighed.
“ But the boys look down on you
unless you accept things with
savoir faire. So you learn to do it
whether you feel that way inside
or not. Presently that is the way
you do feel—the kick all gone!”
“ ‘To get nowhere — follow the
crowd!’ ” quoted Hugh. “ I’d say
you were missing youth, Kezzie,
when you sacrifice the kick. But
I ’m an aged thirty, not competent
to judge!”
Kezia stood over him, ran her
fingers through his hair, twisted a
lock between her thumb and finger.
“Got the toothache, Hughie?” she
inquired softly.
“No worse than usual.” A
charred log broke in two, sent up a
blue flame for a moment around
the whitened edges. He rose, put
the screen around the fire. “Time
we were going to bed.”
“Mother gone?”
“A couple of hours ago.”
“Don’t you want to sit here and
talk to me?”
His left eyebrow lifted. “ You can
be sweet at times!”
His eyelids twitched a little as he
gifted at the floor. “Kezzie, about
Mother . . . she had a pain in
her arm before she went to bed. I
rubbed it with liniment. I’m sure
you could make things easier for
her. She doesn’t look well; this
has been hard on her. Won’t you
look after her a bit? See that she
doesn’t overdo? Your clothes, for
instance. You really should see to
them yourself.”
“ Yes, I will,” promised Kezia.
“And if she could sleep late, have
her breakfast in bed? Couldn’t you
get up and attend to the ordering
and running of the house?”
She gave him a dazzling smile.
“ I ’ll do anything you say, darling.
I know I’m careless, but I haven’t
meant to be selfish.” She clasped
her hands around his wrist, leaned
her cheek against his sleeve.
“Good,” said Hugh relieved. His
opinion of Kezia ran through such
infinite modifications. She was so
incalculable, never twice alike.
He felt a warming tender glow to
ward her.
“And if I do that for you, will
you do something for me?”
“Name it,” said Hugh without
thinking.
“ Will you get Jerry a decent job
in your plant, something with good
pay and a future to it?”
Hugh gave a short laugh, drew
away from her.
“ Please, Hughie—please.”
“So you were bargaining?
Weren’t you concerned over your
mother?”
“That goes without saying. But
this means such a lot to me—you
can manage it!”
“ A soft job with fat pay?” Any
job at all is scarce in a steel plant.
As soon ns we can manage it we
take back our old men whom we
laid off.”
Kezia gave a deep sigh; her eyes
swam in mist. “Oh, Hugh, you
aren’t going to let us down? I
counted on you.”
“ Us?”
“Certainly.”
“ Don’t you see he’s using you to
help himself along? He wants you
to ask me, your brother, for a
good position! Why doesn’t he ap
ply in the regular way—go state his
qualifications to Kelly Burns who
has charge of that?”
“ Don’t blame him. I thought of
it.”
“ Does he know you’re asking
m e!"
“ Ye-es.”
H e gave a shrug.
“He doesn't want a soft job,” she
hurried to say. “He wants some
thing with a chance at advancement
—something he’ll never get where
he is. “Speak to this Burns," she
coaxed, "just speak to him! Won’t
you do this tiny favor for me,
Hugh?”
He shook his head. “ No, Kezia.
He's lucky to have work—if you
ask me. Tell him to take good
care of the job he has!"
"You're heartless.” she n oaned.
“ I’m going to ask Uncle John Ren
shaw,” she threatened.
The monotonous days of Novem
ber dragged by with a preponder
ance of leaden skies, of chill, of
fog; church and club activities
started up; orders slackened at the
plant, started up on rush business,
died down again.
Dorrie applied for a divorce on
the grounds of incompatibility.
Hugh thought he was all braced
C ool O rg a n d y fo r M id su m m e r D an ce
for it, but it came as a shock when
the papers were served on him, and
again when he stared at the news
paper and saw their names linked
together in the public admission of
defeat.
His mother made cheerful con
versation when he felt like talk
ing, served his favorite dishes at
the table. She accepted him nat
urally without reference to his wife
—just her son who had been away
from home for a few years and had
returned.
Dorrie’s name never crossed her
lips. Instinctively she knew the I
throb which accompanies a name
associated with fatality, realized
that Hugh’s nerves had not grown
the protective layer which would
allow him to hear it without agita
tion.
She showed him some colored
pictures of French villages in a
magazine one night. “I have the
wanderlust at heart, and I’ve al
ways wanted to see France. Notre
Dame, the Seine, the Place de la
Concorde, the Bois de Boulogne—
and I’ve kept up my school French
by reading Anatole France and de
Maupassant in the hope that I
might go there some day. I’ve
seen most of my own country—I
had hoped that Europe would be
my next adventure.”
Hugh examined the pictures, not
from interest, but from the wish
to respond. “ It’s not impossible at
B y C H E R I E N IC H O L A S
5
r \ URING midsummer moments
Moaned.
all—you and Kezzie might go next
summer. She’d like it.”
She shook her head. “I wouldn’t
leave you.”
“Nonsense—why not? Satisfy your
wanderlust, Fluvanna!”
Her eyes looked as if she were
seeing distant things. “I won’t
plan ahead. Time has taught me
the folly of that.”
“Why not plan? Would it tempt
you if I said I would try to come
over and bring you home?”
“ Even that would be leaving you
—not seeing you for a while.” She
paused; her voice became almost
inaudible. “These days—are pre-
cious to me in a way you don’t
know about, Hugh.”
C H A P TE R X II
Intimate With Chic
when a high-registering ther
mometer gives promise that torrid
weather has decided to prolong its
stay even to the point of trespassing
on the rights of autumn then is it
that dainty cool lingerie frocks
swing into the spotlight in all their
glory.
Especially this season the craze
seems not to have abated for frocks
of simple, inexpensive, yet fine and
lovely wash materials. The young
er set adore the pretty dimities, or
gandies, dotted swisses for their
party frocks and when they go away
to school this fall many a college-
faring girl will slip one or two of
her summery wash frocks into her
wardrobe trunk knowing full well
that she will get any amount of
wear out of them ere the cool fall
days come upon us.
If you have never tried shadow
, print organdie for your midsummer-
night party frock, do it now! You
j can get this lovely material in pas
tels or white and it makes up beau
I tifully, and best of all it costs such
a trifle compared with luxury-type
weaves, while it “looks a million.”
The charming gown on the seated
figure is made of white shadow
print organdie and we venture to
say when this gown dances hither
and thither on the ballroom floor
or under the stars at the country
club it will be voted among the
that it is
' prettiest. The and fact
fashionably full-
j picturesquely
skirted makes it all the more en
chanting. The corsage of flowers in
realistic coloring is in gay contrast
thus adding another beguiling note.
Some there are who prefer stat
uesque slenderizing lines rather
than bouffancy.
The princess gown to the left will
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“You talked to him then. Beau
tiful?”
Kezia’s face assumed an expres
sion of silken discontent. “ Mm*
_
mm. ,,
“No results 1”
"None.”
SHIRRED JACKET
“Comments?”
B y C H E R IE N IC H O L A S
“He crabbed about the men they
laid off at the plant and had to take
on as work picked up; he said you
should go to Kelly Burns who hires
them.”
"Never mind. I expect you did
the best you could. Providence
wasn’t willing! It is—or it isn't!
. . . Shall we drive to Brookline?
Too far? . . . Cold?”
"Not much.” Kezia shivered, j
"You might run up that window a
bit . . . There—that’s better.”
“ Your brother doesn't like me, ;
but that," said Jerry, heroically, j
“doesn’t keep me from seeing what 1
a fine fellow he is! I hear it on all
sides—‘Hugh Marsh—a prince of a
chap’!”
“Hugh is pretty swell.” ,
The car crossed a bridge with a
rattling of planks and made a rath
er chugging progress up a hill.
“Cousin Gavin probably would
have taken you in his bank,” said
Kezia reflectively. “ Didn’t Lizzie j
say he would?”
“Once,” admitted Jerry.
“Until I threw the cat in the .
electric fan!” teased Kezia.
"Woman,” cried Jerry with ve
hemence, “ I'll—kiss you!” He suit
ed the action to the word swiftly.
“Now will you be quiet?”
"Like a mice!” She laughed and
leaned possessively against his
As if the new sheer woolens for
shoulder.
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fall were not attractive enough in
Jerry's voice came to her with ' themselves designers are making
seductive sweetness above the roar them even more so in the clever
of the noisy engine. “It's you, way they are manipulating them
gorgeous. I'm thinking of. I want via elaborate shirrings, tuckings,
to marry you, but how can we do stitchings, bandings and other in
it on twenty-five a week?”
triguing workings. Sheerest navy
“ You're so practical."
wool makes this graceful costume.
“A fellow has to stop and think Its full cut jacket is fascinatingly
occasionally. I adore you. precious shirred and banded. The frock itself,
—too much to tie you up to pover which is a slim one-piece, is also
ty! Sometimes I think---- ’’
beautified with shirred bodice and
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slenderly fashioned skirt.
tune to the liking of those who
prefer the slim and tall silhouette.
There is an exquisiteness expressed
which reflects the new trend toward
meticulous detail such as fine hand-
tucking and myriads of wee self-
material covered buttons such as
fasten this princess all the way
down the front. Here is really a
very charming way to make up
organdie if you like to be outstand
ing in distinctive dress.
It is not only that delightsome
lingerie materials are favored for
party frocks but the tendency all
the way through the season is to
wear dainty frilly blouses in the
daytime of exquisitely fine cotton
sheers, also prettily feminine neck
wear and beguiling accessories—
jabots, ruffled halter fronts and oth
er such flattering items. With the
approach of fall, tailored suits are
coming out in full force and the
fad of the moment is to wear with
them the frilliest fluttery blouses
that fancy might picture. Fine hand
work is lavished on the high-quality
types.
For these handmade blouses sheer
est of fine white organdie or daintiest
batiste or filmy handkerchief linen
are first in favor. Popular too and
heartily to be recommended are the
attractive allover embroidered or
gandies that are definitely practical
and pretty for the making of the
blouse to be worn with one’s jack-
et-and-skirt tailleur. It should by
all means have a sprightly frill
fashioned after the manner of the
model pictured in the inset to the
right. Trimmed with lace edging,
as is this blouse, makes the effect
all the more daintily feminine and
alluring.
*T'HE lovely flower may have
been born to blush unseen, Mi
lady, but not you. Anyway, what
chance could you have of going
unnoticed when you wear one of
these exciting new frocks by Sew-
Your-Own—not the Ghost!
Cool, Cool, Cool.
The clever new dress at the left
Is as young as you are, and in
dotted Swiss you’ll be as crisp,
pretty, and cool as though you
bloomed always in an air-condi
tioned room. A little frou-frou
here, a little swing-swing there,
and throughout a dainty new ap
peal that’s irresistible. You can
be certain of success too, because
Sew-Your-Own has made every
thing easy for you in the step-by-
step sewing instructions.
We Only Heard.
Maybe we’re wrong, Little Sis,
but we heard that this is the dress
Mommy has her heart set on for
you. You know princess lines that
Foreign Words
and Phrases
La beaute sans vertu est ur.e
fleur sans perfum. (F.) Beauty
without virtue is like a flower
without perfume.
Giuoco di mano, giuoco di vil-
lano. (It.) A practical joke is a
villainous or vulgar joke.
Ruat caelum. (L.) Let the heav
ens fall.
Sapiens qui assiduus. (L.) Wise
is he who is settled; that is one
who has landed property.
Dare pondus fumo. (L.) To give
weight to smoke; to give impor
tance to trifles.
A1 piu. (It.) At most.
Consuetudo pro lege servatur.
(L.) Custom is observed as a law.
Lana caprina. (L.) Goat’s wool;
hence a thing of no consequence,
or which has no existence.
flare, and puff sleeves that give
you that cunning big-little-girl
look go over well with both moth
er and you. You may have it
button all the way if you like—it
makes laundering easy and it’s
smart.
Mommy will let you
choose the material if you ask.
You won’t go wrong on gingham,
silk crepe, broadcloth or percale.
So here’s hoping, Little Sis.
Vivacious Version.
Thumbs up on taffeta; eyes
right for pattern 1349! It’s a pic
ture-pretty frock with a knack for
bringing out the best in you and
your escort. It’s a dream for
waltz time; it’s supreme for
luncheon or afternoon wear. A
happy idea is to cut one copy
with short sleeves for now, an
other with the long style in a
fallish fabric for that popular
season just ahead.
The Patterns.
Pattern 1341 is designed for
sizes 12 to 20 (30 to 38 bust). Size
14 requires 4(4 yards of 39 inch
material plus 2(4 yards of ma
chine pleating.
Pattern 1828 is designed fot
sizes 4, 6, 8, and 10 years. Size
6 requires 2(4 yards of 35 inch
material plus (4 yard contrasting.
Pattern 1349 is designed for
sizes 12 to 20 (30 to 38 bust). Size
14 requires 4(4 yards of 39 inch
material; with long sleeves 4%
yards. To trim as pictured, 13
yards of ribbon are required to
gether with 1(4 yards for the bow.
Send your order to The Sewing
Circle Pattern Dept., 149 New
Montgomery Ave., San Francisco,
Calif. Patterns 15 cents (in coins)
each.
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TIGHT SLEEVES ON
FROCKS FALL STYLE
Quaker State!"
While the designers are draping
blouses, lowering waistlines a n d
straightening out the hemlines of
skirts they also are cutting out the
fullness of sleeves. Advance autumn
fashions which forecast the coming
season’s mode have sleeves that
are straight and tight. Absence
of shoulder pleats is especially note
worthy and if any fullness does ap
pear it is in the form of a drapery
on the forearm.
Sleek satins are the fabrics which
show off the new straight sleeves
and slender skirts to best advance
so the shiny fabrics are the first
to show the changes of fashion.
Look for them not only of peren
nial black but flaunting such colors
as bright blue and purple.
Dressmaker Details That
Class as Important News
The continued importance of em
broidery is noted. Gold embroi
dery on black is much employed;
also fanciful effects on the new
silk frocks. Much favor is ex
pressed for appliqued felt motifs
on black silk crepe day dresses.
Dressmakers are making use of
any amount of shirring and tuck
ing and they delight in scalloped
and sawtooth hemlines, thus trim
ming the dark silk sheers and
crepes effectively. The skirts of
the newest silk print frocks are
frequently pleated or vertically
tucked all around.
Lace-Trimmed Lingerie
Black lace as a trimming on lin
gerie is a prominent note in the
summer season’s offerings. It is
contrasted with pastel shades, par
ticularly blues, greens and yellows,
and sometimes worn with all-black.
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