Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 219, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 December 1926 — Page 5

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IT’S NOT ALL SUNSHINE FOR THE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN

A Plain Wife Settles Down to Making Good Biscuits and P Cretonne Covers —She Doesn’t Have to Worry Her Prettiness Will Fade. By Martha Lee What are a. homely woman's weapons in life —or has she any? ‘Don’t tell me I can have a beautiful character instead,” a woman, bewailing her lack of comeliness, writes. Well, there are other compensations, at that.

A homely woman—or at least a reasonably plain woman, holds her Job better than a raving beauty. The latter may play a strong leading part In the office drama for a while, but she doesn't last. Business men can’t, afford to harbor disrupting Influence where hard business deals are concerned; besides most of them have Jealous wives at home. A plain woman. If he Inspires love In a masculine heart, knows she has earned it because of charm of manner, depth of character—something that a few gray hairs won’t overthrow and which does not depend upon the faithful application of beauty cream. A. plain woman, when she has acquired & husband, settles placidly down to making good biscuit and cretonne covers for the porch furniture. She doesn’t, until the last of the chapter, strive and yearn to conquer more maeoullne hearts as does the ttuuity. She’s thankful to have the matrimonial hurdles at all. Her heart la at peace. A plain woman, knowing the use-, leasneas of worshiping at the shrine of self, concentrates upon more important things, and star Is a tro mendous chance of becor tag popular, And last, but not least, the plain woman doesn’t hi re to go through the alow unhappiness of seeing her peaches and cream complexion fade Into the horizon, and a few gray hairs—why she laughs at them! Hot for her is .the mental I anguish of a has-been beauty! She’s Very Plain ~, !>■ Hart ha Lee t would lust! like to know what you can say about eudh a Jut, is mine. X am Just plain ugly and while I understand that even uglv i women can have beautiful characters I 1 am Ural pf hearing about that. Ido hot I consider that I have had a fair chance in life. X look like my father and my two ulsters are wrr good looking- like ray mother. Sometimes I get so discouraged X Just feel like there is no use in trying to do anything or be anything DISCOURAGED SUE. I am not saying this just to comfort yoa, Sue, but It Is an actual fact that korna of the most charming and best loved women in history have been comparatively plain. How what does that mean? Simply that plainness In a woman is Just ns

Saint and Sinner By ANNE AUSTIN

THE STORY SO FAR RAXjPH CLUNXY, 68, was murdered lust before he was to have married CHERRY LiANE, 18. As If that not enough for people to talk about. Cherry disappeared, leaving a note for her stater. FAITH, stylnj? she could not go on with the wedding. Later it was discovered Cherry had run away and married CHRIS WILEY. The news is a terrific shock to Mrs. Lane. Cherry’s mother, a semi-invalid, suffering with heart trouble. Cherry has lived a butterfly life. Always there have been many men lu love with her and she has been engaged to more than a few. She tried to run away with ALBERT ETTLESON, a roargl traveling salesman, and was rescued Faith and a young man, 808 THAWAY. Up to this time Bob nad n very much interested tn Cherry, now he paid more attention to th, who has loved him for a long time. They are engaged now and although Faith did not want to announce It yet Bob has told the police and the world In general. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

“Oh, it's so vicious! Vicious!” Faith stared at the paper and Its glaring headlines. "They don't give her a chance They’ve tried and convicted her right here in print, ’without giving her a chance to say a word for herself. I thought Chief Morehouse was kind, good, and that those reporters would be fair—” "They are being fair, In their opinion,’’ Bob Hathaway replied. "Don't you realise, dear, that It does Jpok bad for Cherry? There doesn’t seem to be a shred of evidence to connect anyone else with the crime, unless —” and he frowned and caught back the words be was about to utter. "Do you know something you haven't told me, Bob Hathaway?” she demanded. "I’m afraid It won’t help much right now,” he admitted ruefully, as Ip kissed her by way of apology. Iforehouse scouted my theory. I ould see he thought I was clutching at any straw to help Cherry’s case, for your sake.”

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much a handicap as she will allow It to be. • If you think about It when you meet people; if you dwell upon and mentally bewail your plainness. It will make you unattractive In manner. Everybody loves the warmth and snushlne that comae through a loving thought. That’s the best I can tell you. Sue. Try to be loving and sympathetic. It will bring big returns in returned love to you. She Misses Him Dew Martha Lee: Will you please tell me what you think about this 1 am going with a young man several years my senior, and ho loves me wry much. Ho has asked mo to marry him but I am a wee bit doubtful, but ho says he will wait for me forever If necessary, when he leaves mo (he has to work out of the !Jty nurne of tns time) I feel like crying and am restless and lonely all the time. As loiig as he is with me I feel perfectly content. X know I could set others C I gave him up, but X don't care for any other and he doesn't either. Do you thin* I low him enough to marry him) DAILYHEADER OF MARTHA LEE. As you describe It, It seems as if your love affair Is running along according to Hoyle and I cannot aoe why you feel doubtful of your affection for him. The big tost — loneliness when the beloved Is ab sent-—you take perfectly, bo I can’t see that you run any chance in marrying this young man. Go. ahead. Dislikes His Smoking 'Door Martha Lee: M> friend and I love each other dearly, but I do not like to setmen smoke and have asked him to auit several times. He says "Oh. I will.” but later he confesses that he haa again smoked. We are planning to lee married but do you think he would be true to mo? It seems to me that If he loved me as he says he does, he would <juit smoking. What do you think? BABE. If you mean you are Judging his future possibilities as a “true” husband by his habit of smoking, I should say you are doing a farfetched thing. A man wh.o has smoked for years finds it extremely difficult to give up and If It is only a prejudice on your port that makes you try to Influence him in this way, I'd forget It. Perhaps you have personal habits ho doesn’t particularly like; using a lipstick, or something of that Bort. We can’t Impose our personal prejudices on others too much. If he is all right otherwise, quit noticing his habit of smoking and be glad for his virtues.

"For heaven’s sake, go on,” Faith cried impatiently. “Well, when I found Uncle Ralph’s body lying on the floor almost directly beneath an open window, I was so stunned that It didn’t occur to me to look out of the window and see If his assailant could have entered that way. “When I went back to Uncle Ralph s house, after bringing you home, Morehouse let me go up with him to hear Dr. Murchison’s opinion on how long Uncle Ralph had been dead. I went to the window, which some idiot had taken the liberty of closing—l suspect it was Mary, but we won’t know until the Inquest—and asked Murchison's permission to open It. He looked pretty cheap when I reminded him It had been open when I discovered the body, & fact which I certainly mentioned to him. We both looked out the window and down upon the ground. “Well, the terrace on that side of the house comes up almost to the second story, Just a few feet below the west window of Uncle Ralph's bedroom. And there, in the soft snow, almost filled up, were two sets of footprints. One set led toward the window, one away, to the porte cocochere, which begins just beyond Uncle Ralph’s bedroom windows and extends to the rear of the house, all along that west wall. The concrete driveway near the wall is so protected by the roof of the porte cochere that no snow reaches It, and there the footprints were lost. Just below the terrace and thick all over the lawn were thousands of newly made footprints, which of course had obliterated any trace of this particular pair of feet.” ”1 warned him! I begged him to look everywhere for clews!” Faith began despairingly. “What kind of footprints, Bob? A man’s?” "Tea, and there was something funny about them, too. Only the toe half of the left foot showed, in both sets of tracks. There were not more than three sets of each—going toward the window and away from It. There’s a big drain pipe there, extending almost to the surface of the terraced ground, and Just a foot away from the window that was oj>en when I dlsoovered the body. Morehouse didn’t take much Interest In the footprints. Said his men would have found them. If they’d been there when the police arrived, and that they had undoubtedly been made by some cop or detective, going thoroughly over the ground. “Oh, he took the measurements, but a couple of cops swore they’d seen an officer there by the window. Only half a left print each time, as If the foot that made them walked on Its toes. I couldn't find a oop In the whole bunch who walked like that.” The shrilling of the telephone penetrated to the kitchen. "Oh!” Faith’s hand went to her throat. "I’ll bet they’ve found Cherry!" Next: More new* from Cherry and another session with reporters. (Copyright. 1926, NEA Service, lac.)

Boots and Her Buddies

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BY HAL COCIWAV

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The music shop was quite a place. A smile spread on each Tlnle’s face when Santa said, “Go right ahead and play whate'er you can.” Then Clowny shouted, ‘‘Where’s a drum? I know Just how to make one hum. I’ve done a lot of practicing upon an old tin pan.” He thought he’d give the band a treat, so on the drum began to beat. And shortly came an awful noise, like thunder, boom, bang, bing. “Oh, kindly stop It,” Scouty cried, “I think my ears have burst Inside. You’re making such an awful noise, we cannot hear a thing.” With that, wee Clowny. ceased to play. The great big drum was put away. Then Ukey found a ukelele made of nest wood. He strummed upon the strings awhile. Ah, he could play the thing In style, and all the Tlnles quite agreed it sounded pretty good. ‘‘Oh, lookl I’ve found a great big horn,” said Scouty, “Sure os I am

THE WOMAN’S DAY • By AJlene Sumner

NO JOB FOR WOMEN! "Motherhood today,” says Margaret Haig, second Vlscountees Rhondda, 'is only a part time Job. No woman has a right to expect the community, whether through her father or In any other fashion, to keep her, if she Is not giving her full day’s work In return. If the small family has come to stay, when with It must come the realization that motherhood Is no longer a full time Job and la not In Itself sufficient to justify existence.” SO THERE NOW 1 Well, I don’t know. I cannot speak 'with that voice of authority ownedonly by one who speaks from personal experience. I have never tried this particular job of being a mother. But I have observed. And my observation tells me that the lady whether a viscountess or not, Is “all wet.” I dare wager my weekly pay check—and I need It —that the average wife with but one child works much harder at her Job and has a much fuller day than any of the sisterhood who labor outside the home walla WHAT’LL SHE DO? The Viscountess’ argument, of course, Is to the effect that life today with Its commercial specialization has taken so many Jobs away from the wife and mother that she has little or nothing left to do, especially since her family is very small compared with her mother’s or grandmother’s brood. NEITHER DO THEY SPIN True, wives of today do not spin their own flax, knit the family’s woolens, make soap and candles, “put down” meat and make sausage, dry and can fruits and vegetables' to any extent, make the family’s clothes, raise chickens and make butter, pick their own vegetables and dig their own potatoes before getting dinner, hut there are one or two little Jobs left, just the same, that even this highly specialized and complex age hasn't been able to generalize rather than Individualize. I’D OET MAD And I, for one, wouldn't blame average mothers If they got mad at this assertion of the Viscountess. The trouble with her, as with most people who speak out in meetings. Is that they consider only people of their own environment, even If this

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born, I’m going to-see If I can blow a pretty note or two.” He tried and tried. Then shook his head. He’d blown until his cheeks were red. His breath was Just not strong enough, so no sweet notes came through. Said Santa, “Each and every thing we make ta here is bound to bring somebody lots of happiness and cheer on Christmas morn. The girls and boys around the land will surely think that they are grand, no matter If they get a drum, or whistle or a horn.” Raid Scouty, “Gee, it must he fun, when all your work is fully done, to load things In your monstrous sleigh and sail out in the night. I’ll bet you get an awful thrill, when all the world’s asleep and still, In calling on the children’s homes.’* And Santa said, “You’re right.’’ (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1826, NEA Service, Inc.) (The Tlnymltes visit the game shop in the next story.)

environment represents hut a small fraction of the population. Viscountess Rhondda’s friends doubt lees have maids, a laundress and cleaning woman who come In, sufficient Income to enable them to buy for the larder and buy clothes about as they choose, with little regard tor budgeting. She would “talk out the other side of her mouth” if she knew the thousands and millions of wives who do their own laundry, all their own cleaning and cooking and sewing, and still try to caro for even Just one or two children. SMART PAPA Bpeaking of the problem of raising families, consider the family of Stanley Scyglel. Stanley has eighteen children. lie took eleven of them back to Poland the other day. "Yes,” said Stanley, "America Is a great country to make money In, and It’s a great country to spend It in, too.” Stanley on his miner’s wages, can’t keep his family well-cared for and happy In America, where the standard of living Is too exalted for him, so he'll take ’em back home where simple living, the necessities and not the luxuries of life, are the accepted standard of the working man. KIDS WON’T LIKE IT The little Scygiols may not like the Idea so much. They may cry for a land where they could go to the movies at least once a week, have Ice cream cones and candy and peanuts and popcorn with frequency, ride In a nice auto, and wear shoes all the time. As to what It costs their parents to give them these things, they never thought. Children don’t. They are selfish, grasping little beasts. We all were. \lfh Say 7t ~Wth Ihlmi 48 E. WASHINGTON BT. HAAG’S Cut Price Drugs

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ANOTHER CANDY RECIPE By Sister Mary Two cups granulated sugar, onehalf teaspoon cream of tartar, one cup shelled and hulled roasted peanuts. Stir cream of tartar into sugar and put Into an Iron frying pan. Stir ever a low fire until a golden brown syrup is formed. Remove from heat, add nuts and pour on to a well buttered platter. When cold and hard, break into small pieces. Any kind of nuts or canned or freshly grated cocoa nut can be used in place of peanuts. Fruit pastes ara unusual and very little trouble to make. A glass (one

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cup) of jelly from your preserve shelf can be melted and used with the gelatine. Two tablespoons plain granulated gelatine, 2 cups granulated sugar, m cup boiling water, 1-3 cup cold water, 2 lemons. Soak gelatine In cold water for ten minutes. In the meantime, make a syrup of sugar, boiling water and grated rlTd of lemons. Add softened gelatine and boll fifteen minutes. Put through a fine wire strainer. Add lemon juice and return to the fire. Bring to the boiling point ami boil over a low fire for five minutes. Pour into brick-shaped squares, roll Into sifted powdered sugar and let stand In a. cold place until wanted.