Indianapolis Times, Volume 47, Number 226, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 November 1935 — Page 13

NOV. 20, 1035

—The GOLDEN FEATHER by Robert Bruce

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE 'Continued) SHE ran upstairs and fled to the room that had been assigned to hi'T. Once inside, she hastily locked the door; then she dropped on the b<-'d, wishing that she could ease her emotions with a torrent of tears but finding herself utterly unable to do so. She did not know how long she stayed there, staring up. wide-eyed, into the darkness overhead, while a thousand self-reproaches raced through her mind. At last, unable from sheer nervousness to lie still any- longer, she got up and walked aimlessly to the window. There she slumped down on the floor, her chin resting on the window sill. The wind had risen, and she could hear the waves beating on the shore of the lake quite plainly now. There was a moon, too, {jeering through a thin cloud-rack and filling the clearing with a misty, ghostly half-light. For a long time she remained there despondently, looking down at the unkempt lawn. Then, in the shadows beyond the carriage house, a movement caught her eve. She looked more closely. A men was walking around the outbuilding, coming up the path toward the house. There was something familiar about the way he held his head, the way he walked. He came closer and closer, walking steadily up to the house, and as Jean looked dowm she recognized him—and thought that her heart would stop beating from sheer, overpowering joy. For the man was Larry Glenn. He held a pistol in one hand, and he stalked up onto the porch, where she could no longer see him, and hammered thunderously on the great oaken door. ‘I am a Department of Justice agent, and we have the place surrounded," he called out in a loud voice. "If you’ll come out peaceably, no one will be hurt." There was a tense silence. Then, somewhere below, came the crash of a gun going off, and another, and another. Quick spurts of flame stabbed through the darkness beyond the lawn. Larry Glenn leaped down from the porch and slipped behind a tree trunk near the corner of the house. A racket more Intense and fiendish than anything Jean had ever dreamed of split the night air—shots, yells, the evil spat of bullets against stone, the splintering of woodwork, the jangling crash of broken windows — And then, from sheer excess of nerve, strain, Jean Dunn fell to the floor in a faint. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO A *7 HEN Jean Dunn fainted, the VV last sounds she heard were the ear-splitting noises of a largescale and sustained gun battle. When she emerged from her stupor, three or four minutes later, the sounds wore still in her cars. She lay on the floor of the bedroom, blinking at the darkness as her senses returned. Someone had come into her room and was kneeling there, tense and motionless, for a moment; then his trigger finger moved, and the sharp rat-a-tat of his weapon drowned out all the other noises. Acrid powder smoke was on her lips and in her eyes, as she lay there dully watching. The night had gone insane; it seemed as if she would always be in just this position, groveling on the floor while a nerve-destroying racket filled the air and shadowy figures moved about in the half-light on errands of violence and destruction. The man had stopped firing, and dodged down below the window sill, his bulky weapon clutched in his hands, its muzzle touching her knee. The man blinked and saw her recumbent figure in the dusk. "Hey” he said hoarsely. "Who is it?" Jean madp no answer, and the man evidently took it for granted that she had been killed. He wasted no time on vain regrets, but slowly raised himself to peer out of the window. After a long look, he got to his knees again and raised his weapon to shoot; but before he could press the trigger he unexpectedly spun half around, teetered drunkenly on his knees, and then collapsed on his face. The machine gun lay beneath him; Jean found herself stupidly wondering if it, wasn’t an awfully uncomfortable thing to lie on—until, suddenly, she realized that the man was dead. a a a 1 7TTH this realization the lethVV argy that had held her seemed to fall away. Outside, somewhere, was Larry Glenn —and Larry represented safety, rescue, a return to the old life which, half an hour ago, seemed forever out of her reach. No longer could she lie here in a half-stupor, listening to the clamor all about her in a drugged detachment. The fight that was going on was her fight. If the persons in the house won, then she lost—everything that made life worth living. She raised herself to her hands and knees; conquering her revulsion, she crawled to where the dead gunman lay. She wanted a weapon and she meant to have one. . . . Tugging at his shoulders, she rolled him over. The sub-machine gun lay there, vicous-looking—-and. she realized, altogether too complicated to do her any good even if she did take possession of it. Did this man carry a revolver? Jean bent closer. His coat had fallen back, and a shoulder holster was visible under his left armpit. She reached in, pulled out a revolver, and looked at it curiously. At least, now, she was armed . • . and if worst came to worst, and Larry's fight failed There was a momentary lull in the firing; and in the lull Jean heard hurried footsteps coming along the hall. A voice called, "You, Spike, in there—what's th’ matter!" She moved before she had time to think—one quick lunge that hid her in the shadows in the corner of the loom. The door swung open and someone came in and went to where the dead man lay. Jean could see him squatting down, could hear him mutter something; then she saw him pick up the machine gun and move cautiously toward the window. As he came into the moonlight, she saw' his face. It was Red Jackson. Jean never quite knew, afterward,

how she managed to do what she did then. She could only remember raising the heavy revolver, gripping it with both hands, pointing it at the man at the window, shutting her eyes tightly, and squeezing the trigger. Then, for the second time that night, she collapsed in a faint. a a a WHEN she woke the noise had ceased. She was lying on a bed, the lights were on, and someone was bathing her face with a cold cloth. She stirred, blinked a couple of times, and then looked up. Larry Gienn bent over her, a damp handkerchief in his hand. On the bed beside her he had put an enormous, old-fashioned china washbowl from the stand in the corner; for some reason this was the first thing that caught Jean's attention, and it seemed so utterly ridiculous that she began to laugh. "Larry, where ever did you get that and what’s it for?” she said. He stopped mopping her brow—he was doing it rather clumsily—and begged her to tell him that she was all right. "Os course I am," she said, "but what on earth are you doing with that bowl?" He looked at the bowl, straightened, then tossed the damp handkerchief on the bed, and laughed. "Well, if you aren't a cool one," he said, gripping her hand. "Here you coma through something just one size smaller than the battle of Gettysburg, and you want to know what I'm doing with that washbowl. Listen, Jean, I had to have some water and that was the only container I could find and—” (To Be Continued) Shop Early to Avoid Holiday Tired Feeling BY ALCIA HART You're probably pretty tired of hearing people tell you to do your Christmas shopping early, but, from a standpoint of beauty, it's a good idea just the same. If you leave everything until the eleventh hour, spending the last few days before Dec. 25 dashing madly through the shops and the nights wrapping packages and re-compiling lists, you’re sure to look tired and worn between Christmas and New Year's when you want to look your best. One who wants to look attractively fresh for the holiday parties ought to see that all shopping is done, each package wrapped and every card addressed at least a week before Christmas. Then, in spite of making arrangements for the treet, hanging holly, planning parties and trying to discover on just what trains the relatives intend to arrive, you will be able to get a normal amount of sleep and a bit of daily exercise. Bowls of candy and nuts that you can’t resist, family dinners and buffet suppers late at night are going to make you gain a few pounds, so why not try to lose a little weight between now and Christmas? This way, you'll come out even and won’t have to diet and exercise most of the time during January. In addition to getting adequate rest, which in itself clarifies the skin and makes your eyes sparkle, see that your digestive organs are functioning perfectly. Improper elimination of waste products spoils any complexion. Use yours creams, lotions and masks faithfully. In other words, try to store up enough health and beauty right now to see you through a week or two of irregular hours, an unusual amount of excitement and practically no exercise. P.-T. A. Notes Warren Township Council, F.-T. A., is to meet at 1:15 Wednesday. Mrs. Ruby Bever, Parent Education teacher, is to conduct a study in "Parliamentary Law for ParentTeacher Meetings." The Franklin Township Council and the Study Club of the P.-T. A. are to meet at the Acton school building at 1 Thursday, Dec. 5. A Health Program is to be given at the meeting of the Fleming Garden P.-T. A. at 7:30 Tuesday in the social room of the Fleming Garden Christian Church. Sarah Ranck, Ethel Day, Gertrude Marshall and Harry Miller, teachers of the fourth and fifth grades, are to have charge. The Edgewood Study Club of the P.-T. A. is to meet at 1 Friday, Dec. 6. Mrs. Roy Fix is to be the hostess and Mrs. R. C. Tomlinson is to lead the discussion of "The Foundations of Good Habits." Rav D. Everson is to speak an “Mother's Apron Strings" at a meeting of the Acton P.-T A. at 3 Tuesday. Tlie Study Club of the Pleasant Run P.-T. A. is to meet from 1 to 3 Thursday, Dec. 5. Mrs. Ruby M. Bever, the teacher, is to speak on "Family Relationship."

The study Club of the Garden City P.-T. A. is to meet Wednesday at the home of Mrs. George Dauder. 4410 Rockville-rd.

Daily Recipe CHEESE PIE 1 cup unseasoned cottage cheese 1-2 cup evaporated milk 1-2 cup water 1-3 cup sugar 1-2 teaspoon salt 3 eggs, beaten slightly 1-2 teaspoon grated lemon rind Plniti pastry Rub cheese through a fine sieve. Add remaining ingredients slowly. Mix until very smooth, strain into a plate or pan lined with pastry; bake in a hot oven until crust begins to brown. Then reduce heat to slow oven and bake until custard is firm, or an inserted knife comes out clean.,

Gadget Always Works as Maris Christmas Gift

BY WALTER C. PARKES YORK—A man's Christmas morning without gadgets to the right of him and gadgets to the left of him is all folly and blunder. So a w r ord to the wives is sufficient to remind them that the small boy squooshing his nose against r. top shop window grows into the man gazing wistfully at wondrous contrivances that he’d never buy for himself. There are marvels to delight the ritualistic hobbyist and suprising.y simple solutions of gift problems. Consider the once homely coathanger. No longer a thin wooden slat of a shoulder-poking wire legacy from the dry cleaner, it is now a scientifically designed device whose wishbone wings hold a coat without damaging the set of the shoulders. Painted or plain, they come six in a smart triangular box, and can be monogrammed to make them snitch-proof. Bridge hounds on your list will like the new automatic dealer, which speeds up the game. In shape, a miniature cash register, it has a hopper in the rear where a pack of cards is inserted. You turn the crank and in six seconds produce four mathematically shuffled hands. New washable and practically indestructible cards will make the same hit with your friends that they have made with professional players. Many Smokers’ Gifts Santa Claus must be a great tobaccophile, judging by the number of gifts his gadgeteers have created for worshipers of the weed. Cyril Gorainoff, noted Russian painter of sporting subjects, has decorated a whole line of smoking accessories, from tile-topped leather cigaret boxes to pocket match cases and table lighters. Speaking of automatic lighters, the popular flameless, flintless one that actually works better in the wind appears in some new models—a key chain combination handsome enough for evening wear, and a cigaret case containing a lighter. The pipe-smoker who dislikes having his pipes exposed in an open rack would welcome anew one of fine v/alnut with a closed front and a porcelain-lined compartment that holds a pound of tobacco. For the outdoor, all-weather smoker, there’s the “hurricane" pipe, whose closed bowl is guaranteed not to shower sparks like an acetylene torch. The latest model has a grinning golf ball bowl for linksmen. Gadgets for Golfers Golfers will go ga-ga over the new nub iron, with a 12-inch handle. This short grip is perfectly legal, as the U. S. G. A. says it's quite O- K. to use for those "impossible” .shots. It is also handy to throw at garrulous galleries. Golfers who prefer open-top bags will be delighted with a set of soft leather hoods lined with flannel to protect the wooden club heads. A bouquet of four of these is stemmed on a steel spring that holds them taut. If you want to go to town in a big way for a horseman pal, get him one of the brand new riding crop racks. Gun racks provided the inspiration for this grand gadget made of fine saddle leather with spur steel hooks that are removable for cleaning. There will be an end to boot wrestling by the horseman to whom you give a “rider’s companion," a compact pigskin case containing boothooks, jockey lifts and everything needed for donning boots with ease and dispatch. A hunt-breakfast host who receives a set of beautiful dinner plates, decorated by Gorainoff, will be your friend for life. The set includes 12 different sketches, each depicting in color an incident in the life of a foal. Versatile Knife About all a fisherman needs except tackle, bait and luck seems to be contained in anew anglers’ pocketknife. It has a broad blade, a corkscrew, and such unique features as a pair of scissors and a tiny scale that weighs up to 12 pounds, but makes no affidavits. If you know a bait fanatic who must have minonws where no minnows grow, make him happy with a few jars of pickled minnows. No relation to vinegary delicatessen herring, these are pickled in brine. The same shop has whole dried grasshoppers in packages. The ideal gift to a hunter is, oi course, a gun. If you can't afford that splurge, your Nimrod can profitably practice bull's-eyes with an automatic target which operates like a paper cup dispenser, supplying a fresh colored wafer “pigeon” the instant its predecessor is blown to smithereens. For duck hunters there’s a closedseason reminder of their hobby in a series of metal duck-head paperweights, painted in the natural iridescence of mallard, teal and redhead. A clever addition to a yachtsman’s flag-locker is the new cocktail flag. A cocktail glass silhouetted in red against a white background is a masthead signal to thirsty friends, and gangway crashers, to organize boarding parties. First aid to such convivial goingson is the clever "Hootch-owl" corkscrew and bottle opener. This and a swell French wooden corkscrew have the flat, wide blades that pull a cork with a minimum of effort and no damage.

FLArpER Fanny Say& BEG. U. S. PAT. OFT. You'll never see a flush on a straight poker face.

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Masculine gift hunches shown here, starting at the upper left and going around to the right, include two new' style hangers, a trouser-barred one for suits and a heavy-winged model for overcoats. Both are monogrammed. A tiny scale and a pair of scissors are unusual features of the new' fisherman's pocket knife. The duck's head is a metal paperweight painted in authentic colors. Next below is an automatic target. When a shot shatters the wafer-thin black disk, another falls into position. The shorthandled "nub" iron will save many a stroke in the

Knitted Resort Dresses Latest Tip for Season Devotees of knitted frocks should be interested to know that some of the stores already are showing knitted resort models, which are an advance tip on w'hat to expect for spring, and which you can get in gay colors and wear now even if you don’t go away to sun. One of the nice features of the resort "knits” is the emphasis on rich hand-knit effects, classic lines and young details. In the main, it appears that the designers are favoring two-piece models, with ribbed waist-bands to hold the jumper smartly around the hips, and long sleeves that give a desirable tailored air. Skirts are generally simple and straight, but made so that they will hang smartly and keep their shape. In necklines the shirtmaker theme is still favored, with interesting collar cut and smart little finishing touches. You’ll find this frock in Schiaparelli's gay new' red, and a charming vivid blue which you can wear immediately . . . and in white, w'hich is expected to duplicate its 1934 importance in the resort fashion program. Improves Pics Any of the usual egg pies, including pumpkin, is improved if you beat the whites of the eggs separately and foid into the mixture just before you fill the pastry shells. Bake at once.

Slip of Tea-Rose Satin Crepe

BY ELLEN WORTH Imagine how exquisitely lovely it. is in tea-rose satin crepe. Self-bias binds of the crepe finish the upper edge. There is a shadow hem at the front. You can run it up on the sewing machine in less time than it would take to shop for a real-honest-to-goodness fitting slip. Think of this smooth foundation slip for just the cost of the crepe satin. And perhaps you can find just the length you need on the remnant counter for a minimum sum. Crepe silk is excellent medium, too. Besides pastel shades, this season, navy and black are also much favored. Style No. 1623 is designed for sizes 16. 1* years. 36, 38, 40, 42. 44 and 46-;-'ches bust. Size 36 requires 2‘s yards of 39-inch material. Our fall and winter fashion magazine is just full of smart new clothes, that can be made easily and inexpensively. Price 10 cents. Inclosed find 15 cents for which send me Pattern No. 1623. Name Street City state Size To obtain a pattern ot this model, tear out the coupon and mail it to Ellen Worth, The Indianapolis Times, 214 W. Marylandst. Indianapolis, with 15 cents in stamps or coin.

(Prom Hammacher, Schlemmer & Cos., and Abercrombie& Fitch, New York)

Calendar of Club Events

MONDAY New Era Club. Mrs. Don C. Cox and Mrs. W. L. Tillson, hostesses. “Communistic Government Under Stalin,” Mrs. J. W. Jacobs. “Its Failures and Successes to Date,” Mrs. C. E. Sunthimer. Indianapolis Phi Mu Alumnae. Mesdames Thomas Everson and W. C. Shannon and Miss Alice Sexton, hostesses. Business meeting, 8 p. m. “Oriental Rugs,” Miss Frieda Ann Bach. Sesame Club. Mrs. C. P. Harley, 5231 Ellenberger-dr, hostess. “The Synagogue, School, Educational Life,” Mrs. Howard Morrison. The Review Club. Mrs. Claude C. Jones, 303 Buckingham-dr, hostess. Mrs. Oliver Stout, assistant. “We Sage Brush Folks,” Mrs. Harold Cunning. “Tents in Mongolia,” Mrs. Joe Rand Beckett. Irvington Woman’s Club. Mrs. Charles B. Clarke, 115 S. Audubonrd, hostess. Forty-third anniversary. TUESDAY Chapter Q. P. E. O. Sisterhood, Mrs. J. K. Matthews, 517 Berkleyrd. hostess. “The Atlantic Coast States,” Mrs. N. B. Magoffin. Women’s Auxiliary, Railway Mail Association, Christmas program. Carols. Girls' Club. Mrs. Fred Duckwall, dinner committee chairman. Heyl Study club. Rauh Memorial Library. “Artists of Indiana,” Mrs, Robert Frost Daggett. Indianapolis Council of Women, Wm. H. Block Cos. auditorium 10:30 A. M. business meeting. Committee reports. 12:30 Luncheon. 1:30 music. “Community Responsibility for Child Welfare,” Miss Mary Irene Atkinson, director of Children's Bureau, United States Department of Labor. Irvington Home Study Club. Mrs.

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rough, W'hile just above it is the “Hootch Owl” corkscrew', a valuable adjunct at the nineteenth hole. In the low'er left hand corner is a French corkscrew for hosts who admire good craftsmanship in w'ood. Between these is a gift for a man’s dog, a canine cafeteria that delivers a bone biscuit to the pooch smart enough to paw the lever. At the left is a flamcless lighter on a swanky keychain with engraved nameplate, and above it smiles the golf ball bow'l of the “hurricane” pipe. The riding crop rack in the center is a useful decoration for any tack room.

Theodore Layman, 29 S. Audubonrd, hostess. Program, Mrs. Demarehus C. Brow'n. Mrs. Raymond F. Stilz, committee chairman. WEDNESDAY Home Economics Club. Mrs. W. J. I Marks, 3311 N. New Jersey-st, hostess. Mrs. L. H. Earl and Mrs. C. P. | Benedict, assistants. Demonstration, i Mrs. Max H. Wall. Chapter F, P. E. O. Sisterhood, j Mrs. Louise E. Berner, 1 E. 36th-st, hostess. Current events, Mrs. A. B. Glick. Supreme convention reports. Irvington Catholic Woman’s Study Club. Mrs. G. B. Ewell, 5943 Dewey-av, hostess. Convention reports of the National Council of Catholic Women, Mrs. T. J. Murphy and committee. Forest Hills Garden Club. Mrs. Burke Nicholas, 5860 Forest Lane, hostess. “Evergreens,” Mrs. George H. Butler. Christmas party. New Century Club. Mrs. Frank i Parrish and Dr. Rebecca Parrish, ! hostesses. “Biography of Roland Hayes,” Mrs. Charles Graul. “Negro Spirituals,” Mrs. P. J. L. Martin. THURSDAY Caroline Scott Harrison Chapter, D. A. R. Indiana Day. 2 p. m. Music’, Miss Margaret Jones, violinist, accompanied by Miss Virginia Hitchcock. Address, Mrs. Melville Mucklestone. national president American Legion Auxiliary. Mrs. William N. Wishard, hostess chairman. Thursday Lyceum Club. Mrs. E. J. Shields, 536 Sutherland-av, hostess. “Is Peace on Earth Advancing?” Mrs. R. B. Malloch. Aftermath Club. Mrs. Bertha Wright Mitchell, 25 E. 36th-st, hostess. Current events, Mrs. Thomas W. Demmerly. "Opening the Gateway to the West,” Mrs. O. T. Behymer. Beta Delphian Club. Directors room, Indiana National Bank. North Side Study Club. Mrs. J. L. Hodges, 3044 Ruckle-st, hostess. “Two Women of the Bible,” Mrs. O.! T. Wingfield. 1908 Club. Mrs. C. E. Yarbough, ! 20 N. Pershing-av, hostess. Portfo io Club. Mr. and Mrs. Wilbur D. Peat, Mrs. George C. Calvert. Mr. and Mrs. Max T. Krone and Mrs. Janet P .Bowles, supper committee. Schumann's "Dichterliebe," . George Newton. FRIDAY Indianapolis Woman's Club. Propylaeum. "Suppressed Desires,” j Mrs. Theodore B. Griffith. “On Wings,” Mrs. Archer Sinclair. Culture Club. Mrs. Fred Warner, ' 5355 N. Delaware-st, hostess. "Transportation Changes and Their Effect Upon the Countryside,” Mrs. W. A. Rowland. "The Old Farmer and the New,” Mrs. G. B. Taylor. SATURDAY Carnelian Club. 6 p. m. party. Mr. and Mrs. William C. Smith, 2910 College-av, host and hostess. Mr.;. W. B. Parker, chairman. Violet Demree Study Club. Mrs. R. A. Miller, 3101 N. Dalaware-st, ■ hostess. Shoulders Outstanding Shoulders and necks and bodices support the riches of all fashion this ; season. Even simple dresses with \ no social ambitions luxuriate in built-up necklines and bodices with 1 a huge splosh of ermine fur, or filled-in areas of rich lace.

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Devote Self to Learning Friends’ Interests, Youth Advised by Jane Jordan Inferiority Complex Is Trait Peculiar to Entire Race, She Tells 18-Year-Old Boy, Lauding Him for Facing His Situation Frankly. Jane Jordan will atudr Tour problems for you and answer your question In this column. Write your letter now. Dear Jane Jordan—l am a young man of 18. good looking, good sense of humor, and keen wilted. I go quite a lot, but here is my trouble. When in a crowd I never have a really good time. I just can’t seem to forget myself. It sounds silly, but I always feel as though someone was watching me. I find that just to act natural and be myself is one of the hardest things I ever attempted. Is this self-consciousness a result of an inferiority complex or what? DISCONCERTED. Answer—Almost every human being at some time or other has suf-

sered from a sneaking suspicion that he wasn't quite as good as other people. So universal is this doubt and* despair as to one's own worth that the psychologists have a word for it: Inferiority complex. Don't regard it as an incurable illness peculiar to you, but as a trait which you have in common with thewhole human race. Many men cover up painful feelings of Insecurity with boasting, blustering or domineering attitudes, for the readiest way to disguise a feeling is to replace it with the opposite. I am glad you do not do this for it will be easier for you to cope with your problem. You have faced the situation instead of erecting a powerful defense. I suspect that as a child you did not play much with others of your own age and therefore received no practice in adjusting yourself to your contemporaries. The

child who is brought up with adults instead of other children suffers a handicap to be sure, but it is not insurmountable. You simplv have to make up for lost time now. It is good that you go quite a lot for you need plentv of practice in mixing. In each gathering you attend you can train vourself to notice others. Deliberately devote yourself to the task of finding out what interests your friends. Draw them out on the subjects of their own aspirations, wishes and hobbies. in hi y 3Ct ? r f ttitude whi ch causes you to flow outward toward others will help you to foiget yourself. Do not let the idea that people are watching you grow on you for it is not true. Remember that they are interested m themselves, not you. Cater to their self-interest for a time in order to tear yourself loose from your own ego and its problems Learn all jou can about others. To listen with sympathy to the woes of vour friends is to endear yourself to each person who confides in you. Knit your life to the outer world and do not spend so much time in contemplating the problems of yourself. *** a a a Dear Jane Jordan—l am a girl of 18 going with a boy of 19. He loves me dearly and wants me to marry him. My girl friend is going to get married at the same date we have set. Would you advise me to get married yet. * EIGHTEEN' .Y? r r. ° ‘. C ? y Ca " tHI another what to do in any of the major pioblems cf his life. If you are getting married just to keep up with >our girl inend 1 would advise you not to do it. Since statistics prove that the majority of marriages which fail are made in extreme youth, it is the better part of wisdom for you and your boy friend to wait a lew years before you marry.

Care Needed to Protect Children From Cold-Bringing Night Drafts

BY OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON Fresh air is one thing and drafts are another. I often wish that air could be colored according to current, so that when we open our windows at night we would know what we are doing. If the north wind could be blue, the south wind red. and east and west, green and yellow respectively, we wouldn’t be guessing. We could fix our sashes, for instance, so a nice red-yellow breeze, merging to orange, of course, once inside our room, blew' us gently to slumberland. Then turning over an hour or so later and realizing that something had happened, we could snap on the light. "What! That

Floridan Styles Influenced by Tahiti, Turkey l‘U United Press NEW YORK, Nov. 29.—Florida’s styles are going Tahitian and Turkish for the w'inter season, a preview : of Southern creations by leading dei signers indicates. Harem skirts with trouser effects are shown for beach and formal affairs. Bathing suits, quite brief, have South Sea accessories—a hair wreath of jasmine buds with matching bracelets and anklets. With that Hawaiian tendency some of the designers said they would not be surprised if some of Florida’s feminine visitors parade the beaches with leis about their shoulders. The trend is toward the exotic, the styles created for the Miami Biltmore fashion show indicated. Beach dresses w'ith play or swim suits to match take the place of pajamas in the new styles. They are designed so they may be used also for informal sports wear. Three color combinations predominate the smarter bathing suits. Plumberry, strawberry and other berry shades are popular. Sports clothes have gay prints. The alphabet print keeps the win- | tering debutantes in their A, B, C’s; the Monte Carlo print has a variety of gaming devices; the newspaper print gives resortees something to “see by the papers,” and the astrological print has plenty of stars. DOROTHY KUNKEL WED YESTERDAY Mr. and Mrs. Louis Bixler. who were married yesterday, are to make their home at 1605 Mills-av, follow- j ing their wedding trip. Mrs. Bixler formerly was Miss Dorothy Kunkel, daughter of Louis Kunkel, warden at Indiana State Prison, and Mrs. Kunkel. The ceremony was a candlelight service at 4 in the sunroom of the prison director's residence, Michigan City. The bride wore a turquoise blue satin gown with silver accessories and carried white roses. She is a member of Delta Gamma and Tri Kappa sororities. The bridegroom is to continue his studies at the Indiana University medical center here.

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blue wind coming under the door was not there b?fore. And just watch how it creeps along the floor and up the wall and is coloring the space around our bedsteads the shade of a sickly cold-in-the-head. If it's this way in our room, it must be worse in the nursery. ’ Lining Open Beds Sure enough, there is the nursery as blue as indigo, and what's more the blue stream is beating against the wall beside Johnny's bed and bouncing back and down like Niagara all around his little uncovered body! But air is not colored. We have to go on guessing and predicting. Windows can not be fixed for long to suit any and every change in the elements. The best thing we can do is to set our wits to work in the rooms themselves. I don’t know why they still make baby beds with bars. Long ago the bar bed for adults was found to be risky. We went back to the gold old "heads” that kept drafts off the necks of our grandsires. But after all, there is a simple remedy. This is to line the small bed with quilted cotton, cheap at the stores, and easy to fit on and tie with tapes. It is none too soon to be lining the open beds of the children. Diverting Air Another thing is to place the bed almost anywhere but directly opposite a window. Still another is to get a floor screen, or make one, to divert a direct current of cold air. A little later, when the nights get bitter, muslin or cheesecloth window screens, put in at bedtime, will save many a cold. Just now. much depends on covers. We can't get out all the comforts and blankets and dress up the beds and say, ‘‘That’s that! All set now for six months.” We are still in for a warm night, now and then. To cover the children too heavily is a direct invitation to Old Man Cold. To cover them too thinly is as bad. So what is the answer? What you are already doing, very likely. Going in once or twice through the night to see how things are and adjusting windows and covers to suit the quick night changes. I like the bassinets on w-heeLs for young babies. Or a buggy makes a good bed. Both can be moved easily away from cold walls or bad corners. The bassinet is better with some sort of a hood top, too. These are easily improvised.

A Day’s Menu Breakfast — Chilled sweet cider, cereal, cream, crisp broiled bacon, reheated rolls, cocoa, coffee. Luncheon — Macaroni and dried beef, hearts of lettuce with chiffonade dressing, baking powder biscuits, peach butter, milk, tea. Dinner — Chip con came, Waldorf salad, creamed graham pudding, milk, coffee.