Indianapolis Times, Volume 47, Number 236, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 December 1935 — Page 15

DEC. 11, 1035

QYith Of[l jYli) £ove by Mary Raymond Copyright NEA 1033

RFOIN HERE TODAY A' r th r!ath of hrr parent*, lovelv Dana Wr-•brook, child of h'r mother s frond marriage, corner lo America to 1 • e v.v 1 her grandmother. Mrs. William-.' half-sister Nanrv W’allace, la yesent.ful over Dana s coming Mr; Cameron rtretdes to introd'ire J'atin to ‘hs> social set, hoping rich Donald Moore will become seriously interested Dan a ineanwh e. has met and become ■ rar - ed la young Dr Srott Stanley. N-'ir.ev, who masks her love for Donald re’hmd an antagonistic attitude dresses happily for the party. Her happiness lades when she res Dana, radiant and beautiful, m a twin frock. Dana, alone on the porch while Donald poo to bring iter a glass of punch, ''"l ' e Horn the garden, and rnds Srotf th’-re. Re'ur.-'.inc Ronalfi dnds Nancy on the porch In the darkness he kisses her. 1 •: tng he i> Dana. Nancy's vehement anger puzzles him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER TEN WITHIN a month every one had ceased to speculate about Dana and Ronald Moore. They were engaged—dr soon would be. Everybody said so; the constant attention- he showered upon her proved Jt. Dana had won the town catch, &nd that was that! There was talk among the older women about Mrs. Cameron's matchmaking proclivities. Ambitious mothers relinquish a coveted goal none too gracefully. Mrs. Weatherford, who lived pci os: from the Camerons, discussed the situation with her friend, Mrs. Prescott, sitting on the porch of the Weatherford home. Ronnie’s roadster had been parked before the Cameron front door earlier in the afternoon but now it had disappeared. ‘ It’s like turning the clock back.” Mrs. Weatherford said. “Agatha Cameron used the very same tactics 10 push the child’s mother into a loveless marriage when she was eating her heart out for young Westbrook. T always thought Agatha deserved everything she got in the yay or unhappiness for that affair.’’ “Well, nobody would guess her granddaughter is being pushed,” JMrs. Prescott sniffed. “I’ve heard that when she found out he was the richest liny in town she got out that old rattletrap ear of theirs and staged a breakdown right in front of his home. A friend of pnine saw her!” “Grandmothers and granddaughters today both want the same thing •—money,” Mrs. Weatherford said, adding hastily, “That is, some of them do. I’ve always said the happiness of my girls is all that matters to me.” Grandmother Cameron was driving home as this conversation took place. She had gone out into the country for eggs. Pour dozen of them, boxed, were hidden beneath pn old rug in the hack of the car. Eggs were cheaper, bought that way. It was one of the petty economies CJranmother Cameron loathed, but Jind practiced for years. She had never really became accustomed to being poor. Not even during the depression. When friends flaunted their economies and talked brazenly about, shopping for cheaper things, fc>r not shopping at all. she had kept tip a pretense of ample funds. She find always hidden the eggs. tt a tt rpHE drive carried her past a J large, deserted building on the outskirts of town. Onee it had been the most fashionable girls’ school in the state. Above the entrance a eh, in great letters, were carved the words, “That Our Daughters Shall Be as Cornerstones, polished After the Similitude of a Falace.” And girls had been polished, their manners flawless in those days. Many times in the past her carriage had whirled past this building. The lawn had been alive then with graceful young figures. Mrs. Cameron could always single out one girl with rich, brown hair. Some of her classmates had hinted that Dana’s mother washed her hair in champagne to get that beautiful JV'ivid sheen. Mrs. Cameron pulled (he old car pharply to one side as a powerful built roadster, driven at what she jvas sure was a horribly reckless speed, bore down upon her, flashing ahead. The driver was Ronnie Moore. He lifted his hat in the gallant way she liked, and she flushed with pleasure. Not all young men were so courteous to elder persons as Ronnie was. Some rs them nodded, without lifting their hats. Some of them didn’t year hats at all. There was Sent! Stanley, for instance. Home with a doctor’s degree. the honor man of his class. A ct you’d very likely see him hatless, with his hair rumpled, and apparently not bothered bv it at all. Ronnie, Mrs Cameron had noted with relief, was alone. She would have felt happier if Dana had been in the car with him, but since Dana wasn’t, it was nice that no one else occupied the seat of the smart, cus-tom-built joadster. “Everything’s going as it should,” Mrs. Cameron mused with satisfaction. “Ellen and I are old. It doesn't make any difference about us. We’ve muddled along on the rent money from those little shotgun houses and that old store all these years. But I want something better for those girls.” With Dana married to a rich husband, things would very likely work out lor Nancy, too. The late sun had gone under a c ’.id and raindrops were beginning t> 'attcr down on the ear. Mrs. Camc n looked up. It would be one of those hard, driving summer rains. A regular cloudburst. And after a while, it would taper off and summer calm would be restored. n a tt SHE had driven the car into the garage and was inside the house before the downpour came. Her dress was slightly damp from drops spattering down as she had crossed from the garage to the house. Sarah demanded that her mistress take a hot bath and change at once to ward off a chili. “And a hot toddy wouldn’t hurt you none,” Sarah added. The rain was beating against the windows, rattling them lustily, when the telephone rang. Mrs. Cameron heard her sister’s gentle voice answering, and thought irritably. “Why does she have to speak so low? As though she’s afraid of hearing herself speak. I wish she had more force in answering the telephone. She’s the first Carewe I ever knew who hadn’t any spunk!” When her sister came downstairs. Mrs. Cameron asked. “Who called?” Quality HOSIERY • PERFECT FIT 59e, 2 for $1.15 NISLEY 11 *■ : ' r ’ v ’ T -

Aunt Ellen looked up absently, “Dana,” she said. “Dana?” “She phoned she was having dinner out.” “Having dinner out?” Mrs. Cameron's voice was sharp. “What does she mgan? She isn't even dressed for dinner.” “Well, that was what she said,” her sister persisted patiently. “The child must be crazy. Where is she having dinner? Who’s she with?” “She didn't say. She just said, I'm all right, Aunt Ellen, and I'll he home later'.” “And I suppose you didn’t ask her anything?” “No,” confessed Aunt Ellen. “I didn’t. I suppose I should have.” Mrs. Cameron opened her mouth to speak, and then closed it again. There was no use telling Ellen she was a fool. She probably knew it, anyway. After a silence Aunt Ellen said meekly, “Dana left for a walk. 1 was afraid it was going to rain.” “Young idiot!” Mrs. Cameron was thinking, putting two and two together. “Ronnie picked her up. He was driving this way. He must have met her when she was starting out.” “Her voice sounded quite cheerful over the phone,” Ellen said. “I don’t think you need to worry.” "I'm not worried,” snapped Mrs. Cameron. And she was not worried —now that she had figured it all out. a tt tt IT had been a hot, stifling day.' Even the big house with tall ceilings and wide windows had failed to prove a haven from the intense heat. In the afternoon Dana had gone to her aunt’s room and found her dozing, comparatively comfortable with an old electric fan buzzing noisily close by. Dana sat down in a chair where, at intervals, she felt a cooling whiff. Aunt Ellen opened her eyes. “You poor dear! Take that fan to your room—l don't need it a bit. It’s really quite cool in here.” “It’s a regular oven,” Dana laughed. “I’ve a better idea. I’m going walking. It’s sure to be cooler outside.” “I think I hear thunder,” Aunt Ellen cautioned. “I'm afraid h storm is brewing.” “I hope it brews a big wind,” Dana replied. “A nice big, cold wind!” Another protesting murmur from her aunt had oeen missed entirely, as Dana ran to her room. She tuckered on a white beret and started out. The sun was still shining as she began her walk, but a few' dark clouds had hovered dramatically near the golden globe, scudding across it adventurously at times. A light wind had sprung up and whipped Dana's linen skirt about her. The wind grew stronger, swaying the branches of the great elms,'but Dana was not disturbed. The avenue ahead stretched like a long, cool oasis in the midst of torrid heat. Dana walked briskly, and after a while turned from the avenue into anew street—finding a piquant pleasure, as she always had, in the unexpected. The storm came almost without warning. Those drifts of clouds which had parted now and then to show wide expanses of the blue had not prepared the girl for the sudden. terrific onslaught of wind and rain. With the sun completely gone now r , night descended swiftly. In the growing darkness, pelted mercilessly by the rain, Dana ran with no sense of direction. Surely this w'as the street. Only it wasn’t! There were running steps behind her. And then a deep voice, a voice strangely and reassuringly familiar, called: “Will you please tell me why you chose an evening like this for a stroll?” Dana whirled, stared, and then laughed. Her voice, wind-blown, reached Scott Stanley in shaky little jerks. “I might aek you the samp question.” “I’ll tell you later,” Scott answered. He lifted her in his arms. Even in that moment of bewilderment. Dana was conscious of relief at having someone take command of the situation. The rain furiously contested every step Scott took, boating against him savagely, aided by an equally fierce wind. Only once did he speak, “Put your face against my shoulder Dana.” She obeyed and found it pleasant, having her fare hidden against Scott’s rough coat. Then he halted and Dana looked about to stare curiously. Scott was opening the door to a house, exactly as though he owned it. “This is where I live.” he said, as though reading her mind. (To Be Continued)

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Things for Home Answer to Gift Dilemma

BY MARY MARGARET M’BRIDE

ONE mar. know is planning to put a complete modern kitchen in the toe of his wife’3 Christmas stocking. She is the giil who, when she was a bride, two Octobers ago, got laughed at by some of her feminine friends for saying very' earnestly, “I’d rather have anew gadget for my kitchen than anew hat any day.” Oddly enough, a good many of the scoffing friends have come round to her way of thinking. Or if it isn’t the kitchen they crave a gadget for. it’s the living room or the sun room. Which is just another way ot saying that the home is the latest feminine hobby. And that makes gift giving ducky for the bachelor friend of the family, the occasional week-end guest or Big Sister’s beau who would like to get in good with all his prospective relatives at one fell swoop. # tt u A GOOD kitchen present, though it will end in the dining room, is a set of gay china crabs of vivid red in which you can bake and serve all seafood. Or you would win plaudits from any housekeeper to whom you presented the new salt shaker that is spiked to keep the holes free from clogging and comes with its companion pepper piece in engraved crystal and sterling silver top. A practical automatic pea sheller that clips onto the side of the table will denude lima beans, too, * if the bean (or pea) pod is inserted at one end and the crank turned. Another kitchen present that is also ornamental on the dining table is a set of yellow and brown bakers for the one-dish meal with an aluminum tray to stand in. A gadget that will make fish day more welcome is a platter of ivory earthenware made in the shape of a long fish and tinted gray blue. The plates that go with the platter are shaped like fat round fish. a tt FOR getting all the gravy (excuse it, if this sounds like a pun) nothing would be handsomer than a heavy silver dish with a small well at the front end to catch the juices. Some of the newest china plates arrived in time for Christmas without rims—that is, there is no break in their surfaces. A French pottery of modern texture and Chinese shape would appeal to the young people who seem to have everything, but like to keep up with the mode of the moment. These come with table mats of cork. Delicate blown glass bubble vases (you put the flower inside the vase instead of out) are appropriate, particularly for houses that are inhabited by invalids or elderly people who like something curious to watch. Houses like that will appreciate, too, silver luster bubble balls for goldfish. The most elaborate goldfish homes of the season, however, are square glass boxes with roofs, no less. And in order that the poor old goldfish may have even less privacy than the proverb grants him, his newest bowers have indirect lighting at night. For extraswanky goldfish there is a cutout treasure chest which looks as if it had been buried in the sea bottom. tt tt tt A MARVELOUS lounging and reading chair would make an ideal gift from father to the house because he would have such fun sitting in it. This chair, upholstered in the ordinary way, has movable adjustable gadgets attached to each arm. On one arm is a flat surface for eating. Another has a raised affair for the support of book or newspaper. These extra arms are adjustable and swing completely around. On the sides of the chair, concealed and reaching to the floor, are compartments for magazines. One of the back posts of the chair is converted into a lamp post. Anew floor light is a very complicated, machine-age iooking contraption seen without its shade, but ready for action, it looks exceedingly simple and workmanlike. The light may be either direct or indirect at will, and there is an electric fan arrangement besides. A fire screen of fine mesh that shuts out. some of tha heat but lets you see the light through has a raised Chinese design that is illuminated by the firelight. A low table that can be used either for buffet suppers or table tennis, and an ultra-modern pool table in maple with chromium plated legs (a real designer worked for months on this) are suitable for the little home just set up by the bride and groom. Unless of course you’d rather give their house the neat desk library in a two-shelf case that comes with a dictionary, an atlas, ALPHA KAPPA CLUB TO OBSERVE YULE As the holiday observance of Alpha Kappa Latreian Club, members and their husbands and friends are to dine and dance Friday at the Indianapolis Athletic Club. Preceding the event, members are to stop in at the home of Dr. and Mrs. John Dalton for an informal party. Mrs. Dalton with Mrs. Walton Wheeler are assisting Mrs. Vincent T. Adams social chairman, with party arrangements. Miss Mary Alice Pierson is club president.

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(Sketched articles from Ovlngton's, New York, and Mosse, Inc., New York ! Any of the things on this hostess’ table will be a grand Christmas gift—the decorations of glinting blue and white cellophane—the cloth of slit cellulose film and rayon, the attractive blue china. The candelabra, cocktail shaker, triple server and three-piece coffee set, all are of gleaming chromium. And of course, there’s nothing more desirable than silverware. At upper right is sketched low oblong bowl in which contrasting rows of flowers are arranged for a centerpiece.

a book of synonyms, and classical allusions, all beautifully bound. tt tt tt OR there’s a perfect mirror with two sides, pink and blue, for a bride. The pink side shows a person how she will look under night lights and the blue one gives her a slant on her daytime complexion. There is also an all-glass vanity with two small drawers that would be a nice present for the downstairs powder room that everybody seems to be fitting up. If it’s to be linens for some house you like, consider the room color before you plunge. Towels were never gayer—those for the bath even come in checks and plaids, copied from pleasant counterpanes. Boxed sets contain two large bath towels, a bath mat, and two

Practical Sports Coat That’s Chic

BY ELLEN WORTH A sports type coat that does for fall or winter in soft nubby woolen in rich wine red colcring that’s warm and light in weight. You’ll love its casual chic, its graceful swing from the shoulders, and its becoming convertible neckline.: It’s just a trifle shorter than your dress. It can also take on a dressy aspect by wearing your fur piece of silver fox or gray or black Persian scarf with it. Other schemes to carry out this simple to sew coat are tweeds in

Mrs. Van de Million, of Washington, D C-, ||Hy * is spending the Holidays with friends here in llMf* -4V , f ,4x<v\ our city. She brotight. with her several \a'V^^/ mkl pounds of Martha Washington Candies for j | Christmas gifts, not knowing she could have '^■/j purchased them right here in town. jy§^^y In the Nation’s capital, Martha Washington Candies are almost as famous as the city itself... and equally popular with dowagers and debutantes, ambassadors and pages. They originated in Washington, you, know, a half century ago. But do you know that these same fresh delicious and distinctive candies are sold right here in your city? Here’s a gift in "good taste” for any Christmas tree or fireside. Quickly selected . . . easy on your purse . . . most gratefully received. Order today. Gifts for distant points should be mailed this week. Special Christmas Unlimited variety boxes, of course ' Uksv/Z£(S& t Attractive price m Gaw&\es 2301 N. Meridian 5 N. Meridian TA Ibot 1827 Riley 0481

face cloths. For children these sets are marked with the child's first name or nickname. For grown-ups, they are monogrammed in contrasting colors. Sheets and pillow cases have lively plaid and polka dot borders and many are marked with first names. Monogrammed satin bed spreads and woven wool throws are likely to be popular buys. tt tt tt TABLE linen with special names such as La Vista (that’s Guatemalan done—and signed, moreover—by Ruth Reeves, artist who went to Guatemala in search of copy), are to be found in profusion. Satin damask with silver streams continues to be the most popular thing for formal use and for informal nothing is more enchant-

brown and beige. Tyrolean green, plain beige, rust r black. Style No. 514 is designed for sizes 14, 16, 18 years, 36, 38 and 40-inches bust. Size 16 requires 3 yards of 54inch material with 2% yards of 39inch lining. 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. 514. Name Street City state Size

To obtain a pattern of this model, tear out the coupon and mail it to Ellen Worth, The Indianapolis Times, 214 W. Marvland-st, Indianapolis, with 15 cents in stamps or coin.

Daily Recipe CHOCOLATE SAUCE 11-2 cups m ilk 3-4 cup granulated sugar 3 squares bitter chocolate 1 tablespoon cornstarch or arrowroot 1-8 teaspoon salt 1-2 teaspoon vanilla If you are making this sauce for children particularly, use arrowroot rather than cornstarch. Mix sugar, salt and cornstarch or arrowroot. Add milk with chocolate broken in small pieces and cook over hot water for 20 to 30 minutes. Cover while cooking and stir occasionally. When ready to serve beat well with a dover beater and add vanilla. Serve hot in a sauce-boat or pitcher.

ing than the sets with borders done in fiat embroidery after the Chinese manner or the gray coarse linen with white lines and black and white lower case monograms. An out-of-the-ordinary gift for a gardening home is a sport barrel to be used for weeding. This is on the order of a wheelbarrow with a center fashioned to carry a small wicker barrel where the weeds will be dropped. The whole thing weighs only 11 pounds and was done by an out-of-work artist. Another gardeny gift is a Siamese twin pail—for use in picking flowers—short pail for short flowers, long ones for long ones, all under one handle. Finally those wire flower holders that everybody seems to like are put up especially for Christmas, three assorted sizes in a handsome redwood box.

Nursing Bureau Will Have Yule Bridge Friday

Holiday bridge party of the Nursing Service Bureau of the Indiana State Nurses’ Association is to be from 2 to 4 Friday when 200 nurses are expected to be entertained. Miss Mary Dunn and Miss Nell Kolb are cochairmen of arrangements. Mrs. Dorothea Jones is chairman of decorations and favors, to be in keeping with Christmas. Miss Frances Brown, St. Vincents’ Alumnae Association member, and Miss Margaret Torr, Methodist Hospital Alumnae Association president, are to have charge of table and door prizes. Following bridge, tea Is to be served by the committee and hostesses, including, Misses Fern Dumbauld, Edna Teegarden, Lillian Johnson, Carrie McManus, and Edith Kroeger; Mesdames Charlotte Behnke. Martha Irby, Virginia Ryan and Pearl Sunman.

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Leave Discouraged Mate Alone to Work Out His Problem, Wife Is Advised Husband Should Not Be Coddled or Condemned in His Difficulty. Jane Jordan Tells Woman Who Seeks Help in Trouble. Put tout problrmn <n a letter In .lane Jordan. who will MuHt thorn lor you and antwor tout quration* in this column. tt tt tt oatt Dear Jane Jordan—Some time ago you advised one of your readers o seek the help of a psychologist. I am writing to you hoping you will give me the name and address of some such specialist. . Before the depression my husband made an average of $lO a day which was a nice living for our five-membered family. For the last four years he has been forced to do manual labor on the PWA and his pride and personality have suffered a great deal. Now that times are better, I want him to go back to his old line of work, but he

keeps his mouth in a straight line, his eyes grow bright and hard, and sometimes I fear for his sanity. Unless he can steel himself to approach his former business associates I fear he will have a complete breakdown. Physically he is all right until I begin my attempts to encourage him. and then he goes to bed with intense headaches, won't eat. and has chills and shaking spells. I have no doubt that these sufferings are real, but all he would need Is a little applied action to get him started on his way again. He only accuses me of being hard. dumb, mercenany, un-Christian, and of working against him in every thought, act and principle. Unless 1 can free myself from the strain of helping him to see that his work for the past four years was not degrading but neces-

sary, and that his doing it was fine—that digging ditches was not demoralizing but that his continuing it would be since he is capable of more skilled work—well. I'll go clear out of my mind. DESPERATE. Answer—You are quite right to refer vour husband to an expert. for I do not think you have the knowledge or skill to help him. In fact, all your well meant efforts are a hindrance for they raise his resistance and cause him to assign you the role of persecutor. I do not know myself all of the things which have caused his illness. The most obvious assumption is that his actual performance in life has not measured up to his ideal of himself. His disappointment is so bitter that he will not excuse himself from continued punishment even after his external difficulties have diminished. The fact that he will not try again indicates deep discouragement as to his ability to succeed in the work he was forced to abandon by circumstances over which he had no control. Defeated in success, he feels less threat to his peace in failure. His physical symptoms are unconsciously created to avert the danger of another failure although I doubt if he knows they have any purpose behind them. They are his only defense against what seems like danger to him and I imagine he will maintain them at any cost to his physical and mental health. To deprive him of his symptoms before the need of them has been, alleviated is not a curative process. You feel too responsible for him. While it is true that his misfortunes affect you seriously, you can not force your own sane philosophy on him. If that is the way he wants to be there isn't anything you can do about it unless you can persuade him to see a psychiatrist. Even then unless he seeks one of his own fre? will and accord he can't bo reached. Hard as it seems, you will have to look after yourself and not take over the burden of his life, too. Y’our part is not to coddle or condemn but to leave him alone to work out his own problem while you occupy yourself with other interests. If you will send your address I will mail you a list of local psychiatrists.

Flapper Fanny Says: PEG. U. S. PAT, orr. Out.

A boom is a big noise about how much money people are making.

Ribbon Crosses Hat Instead of using a hatband with anew light-weight spring felt, Helen Mack is using a wide grosgrain ribbon crossed over the top of the crown in coronet style.

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Choose Makeup to Harmonize With Costumes BY ALICIA HART The makeup which models who parade Palm Beach fashions wear in the current style shows, indicates that cosmetics for the South are every bit as important as correct clothes. This is a year when just any dark suntan powder and rouge and lipstick with orange tones simply won't do. If you are to look your best in pastel prints, filmy evening gowns and exotic beach costumes, you must pick makeup that harmonizes with each. One girl—a brunet in a blue and orange cotton beach print—wore pale rouge and lipstick with faintly bluish lights and peach cream powder. Naturally bluish rouge didn’t match perfectly her natural skin tones, but it did match the shade her skin was when lights from the robe were reflected on it. Another—and this one was a golden blond in a white chiffon dress for dancing under tropical stars—had on pinkish rouge and lipstick. and powder which blended with her creamy skin. An ash blond who followed her wore darker shades of the same colors. Her skin was much browner.