BEDTIME STORY
By THORNTON W. BURGESS
AN UNEXPECTED FRIEND
WHILE Redcoat the Tanager
was telling Peter Rabbit of his
dreadful accident, Mrs. Tanager was
flying about In the treetops nearby,
calling anxiously. She did not look
at all like Redcoat, for she was
dressed almost wholly In light olive
green and greenish yellow. "He
can't even fly up Just a little way
so as to get off the ground!" she
cried anxiously. “Isn’t it dreadful,
Peter Rabbit, to have such an acci
dent happen? We've Just goi our
nest half built, and I don’t know
what 1 shall do If anything happens
Meanwhile Mrs Tanager Came and
Talked to Him and Fussed About
Him.
to Redcoat. Oh, dear, here comes
somebody! Hide, Redcoat! Hide!”
Poor Redcoat, with the old look
of terror In his eyes, hurried along,
trying to find something under which
t,0 hide. But there was no way of
hiding that wonderful ogarlet coat.
.Peter heard the sound of heavy
footsteps, and looking back saw
Farmer Brown’s Boy coming. “Don’t
be afraid. Redcoat,” he whispered.
“It’s Farmer Brown’s Boy, and I’m
sure he won’t hurt you. Perhaps he
can help you.” Then he scampered
off a short distance*and sat up to
watch what would happen.
Of course, Farmer Brown's Boy
saw Redcopt. No one with any
eyes at all could have helped see-,
lng him because of that wonderful
scarlet coat. He saw, too, by the
way Redcoat was acting, that he
was In trouble. He understood In
stantly that something was wrong
with one wing, and running forward
he caught Redcoat.
“You poor little thing. You poor
beautiful little creature,” Bald Farm
er Brown’s Boy softly as he saw the
cruel twig sticking through Red
coat's shoulder. . “We'll have to get
that out, right away.” continued
Farmer Brown’s Boy, stroking Ited
coat ever so gently. Somehow at
that gentle touch Redcoat lost much
of his fear and a little hope sprang
Into his heart This was no enemy,
but a friend. With his knife Farm
er Brown's Boy cut off the twig on
the upper side of the wing. Then,
doing his best to be careful and to
burt as little as possible, he worked
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the other part of the twig out from
the under side. Carefully he exam
ined the wing to see If any b6nes
were broken. None was, and after
holding Redcoat a few minutes, he
carefully set him up In a tree and
withdrew a short distance. Redcoat
sal there for some time as If fear
ful of trying that Injured wing.
Meanwhile Mrs. Tanager came nnd
talked to him nnd fussed about him
nnd coaxed him and made as much
of him ns If he were a baby.
After a while he ventured to try
his wing nnd found that he could
fly. Then he and Mrs. Tanager dis
appeared In the Green Forest
‘‘I knew Farmer Brown’s Boy
would help him, and I’m glad he
found him,” cried Peter happily and
started for the dear Old Brier
Patch.
<g). T W. Burgess.—WNU Service.
LONG ago before' a mixed drink
was ever thought of, the lemon
was the king of fruit, used for re
freshing healthful drinks as well ns
served hot, for medicinal purposes.
Today it Is more popular and more
widely used, as It Is needed to give
zest to almost any other fruit drink.
For those who like to have a tink
ling drink to offer a friend In a
hurry, the fruit Juice mixed with
the sirup Is a great convenience.
Take one nnd one-half cupfuls of
lemon juice nnd add three cupfuls
of sugar. Bring to a boll and cook
for ten minutes. Then bottle and
place In the Ice chest. Use the
sirup In glasses of water and Ice
without any further preparation. A
tnblespoonful or two to a glass Is
sufficient.
Lemons as well as oranges are
rich In vitamin C. They are rec
ommended as the best kind of a
preservative for the teeth. Mix
lemon Juice nnd salt nnd use as a
cleanser of the teeth and gums. Add
wnter and use as a mouth wash. It
leaves the mouth refreshed and
stimulated. Is especially good for the
gums, to harden and keep them firm
and healthy.
Raisin*. *
Put one pound of raisins through
the food chopper, add a quart of
water and bring to a boll, then let
stnnd over night Add the Juice of
two lemons, two tnblespoonfuls of
the sirup and pour Into glasses half
tilled with cracked Ice.
Coffes Caramel Parfait.
Scald one and one-half cupfuls of
milk with two tablespoonfuls of
ground cofTee, add one-half cupful
of caramelized sugar, one-fourth
teaspoonful of salt to the strained
milk and coffee. Beat two egg
yolks with one-half cupful of sugar
and add to the other Ingredients.
Cool, add a teasponful of vanilla
and one and one-half cupfuls of
cream. Pour Into a mold and pack
In Ice and salt for four hours.
© by Western Newspaper Union.
THROUGH A
W>mans Eyes
By JEAN NEWTON
THERE ARE NO SCAPEGOATS
TODAY t
i* N WHAT new scapegoat are
^ we going to saddle the bur
den of our responsibilities?”
A minister asked that. His ref
erence was to certain aspects of
our economic and political condi
tions which it is not the purpose of
this column to go Into. What In
terests us Is much that Is brought
to mind by mention of that word
“scapegoat."
It reminds one of the people
(women, we may well say, because
this Is not a predominantly mascu
This College for Girls Has a Bar!
tT hounds startling to say that a girl student can amble right up
I to a bar in her college and order a drink. However this new bar in
Barnard college. New York City, serves only milk, which the girls buy
(or three cents a drink. __ ^
Fish Come to the Rescue of the Unemployed
ON THE Willamette river In
Oregon a record rnn of sal
mon was welcomed by the unem
ployed, providing many of them
with a temporary Income. The
boats of the anglers were so close
together that one could cross the
river by stepping from one to
another.
KONERS
ORES'
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iso
An epicure Is a man who claims
he has a cure for all mankind.
BONERS are actual humorous
tid-bits found in examination pa
pers, essays, etc., by teachers.
Fish In the sea are not “eco
nomic goods" because they are no
use to people if they haven’t them.
• * •
What does the executive depart
ment of our government dot It ex
ecutes people.
• • •
Diabolic was a man who went
around with a lantern searching for
an honest man.
• • •
A mop Is a bunch of anything that
Is disorderly.
'• • •
An auger Is a chill caused by a
cold.
* * *
A bridle is something pertaining
to a bride.
• • •
Chromium Is a poison gas or the
lightest metal known.
©. Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
line trait) who, whatever happens
to them are Interested first and
foremost In finding some one or
something to blame. Of course It
never alters or lessens trouble, It
never changes anything to find some
one to blame. But judging by the
relief with which some of us pounce
on a pretext for placing responsibil
ity at any door but our own, one
would think that this In Itself elim
inated the trouble, lifted the bur
den.
When we find ourselves In a di
lemma, there may be a certain
amount of satisfaction In the knowl
edge that It was not our fault, that
we had done our best, that the ad
verse results were brought about
through forces entirely beyond our
control. Momentary satisfaction.
But what then? Is the fault reme
died, the situation helped? Not at
all. We are just where we began—
faced with the necessity for doing
the thing that will help.
It Is Interesting to note here the
origin of the word “scapegoat,”
from which we also have our mod
! GIPUGKSJO
"After seeing the attention that
la showered upon the poodle,” days
Reno Rltzl, "men begin to thlijljc the
only thing bad about leading a deg's
life Is that the average twelve years
Is too short.”
[ e Ball Syndloala.—WNU sarclaa. j
BUNDLE OF JOY
By ANNE CAMPBELL
MARILYNN’S her name, bat we
Have another we employ 1
It describes her perfectly 1
Bundle of joy I
There are sacks of shining gold.
There are silks of rarest dye.
There are bundles, which unrolled,
Capture the eye.
But a priceless tapestry
Spread against the blue of day
Does not mean as much to me
As one clear ray
From a baby’s azure eyes!
With a glance both pure and coy
She can bring me Paradise!
Bundle of joy 1
(Copyright.)—WNU lervleo.
I PAPA KNOWS—I
fe*2_
"Pop, what Is ominous?"
"Blond’s eyebrows.”
©. Bell Syndicate.—"WND Service.
ern slang expression, “making some
one the goat.” The word comes to
us from a legend of Hebrew an
tiquity when the people attempted
through sacrifices to make atone
ment for their sins. Sometimes,
there were sins that could not be
paid off in this way, sins that could
not even be narrowed down to those
responsible. These sins a tribe or
group would metaphorically heap
on a goat, who, with his load of
guilt, would be driven Into the wil
derness to expiate the crimes of In
genious humans I
Life Is not so simple today. In
this hard-boiled age, there are no
scapegoats, on which to load our
sins. Today our problems, our faults,
mistakes, whatever they may be,
come home to roost. And the only
way to get rid of them Is to take
the bull by the horns (not the
goat!) and by our best efforts, cor
rect or eradicate them.
©, Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
For Rainy Days
Here Is a neat raincoat of rubber
ized seersucker in the English wrap
around model. It is light in weight
and attractive.
WITTY KITTY
By NINA WILCOX PUTNAM
The girl chum says she could see
some sense In wearing straw hats
In February If the fair sex would
also follow grandmother’s advice
and keep the feet warm.
WNU Service
Ohio’s Seat of Government
Ohio’s seat of government was
changed five times. First estab
lished at Marietta, It was removed
to Cincinnati, then to Chllllcothe,
then to Zanesville, and back to Chll
llcothe, and then In 1816 to Colum
bus.
Stalking the Dandelion
WINGS OVER
HOLLYWOOD
88
By THAYER WALDO
%, by McClure Newipcper Syndicate.
WNU Seryice
PILOT KEN NORMAN was
standing outside the field office
when the car drove up.
It was a big coupe, glittering
with nickel.
A pale-faced man got out of the
driver’s side and came forward.
Beyond him Norman glimpsed a
woman who was slender and blond.
Both wore smoked glasses.
"Can we charter a plane here?"
the man asked.
“I reckon you can,” Norman said.
•Where do you want to go?”
"Just down to Yuma, Arlx., and
return. Short stopover. But I want
fancy flying.”
see
The airport manager was sum
moned.
A few moments’ parley and sev
eral large bills settled the details,
Norman was assigned to the flight
He left them then, heading for
the hangar to prepare a ship.
Outside, however, he paused, per
plexity assailing him. The man's
face—the visible part of It—was
somehow familiar.
Noyman suddenly saw that the
girl was leaning out the car window
toward him.
He looked at her and caught his
breath. The glasses were off now
and the change brought startling
recognition.
Thelma Moore—the loveliest and
most popular Ingenue In all Holly
wood.
“Is—Is It ararnged?” she called.
There was a shade of shy hesi
tancy In her voice.
The flyer approached, his puzzle
ment deepening.
What was this all about?
Then the truth dawned on him.
That was Roger Bramwell, the fa
mous romantic star, and this thing
must be Just one more In the cur
rent crop of picture colony elope
ments.
“Why, yes,” he answered hastily,
conscious of overlong silence; “I’m
going to take you as soon as a
ship’s warmed up.*’
“Oh,” she smiled at him a little;
M gave her the half-wistful look
he remembered best from her films.
“I’m glad it’s going to be you. I'll
feel very safe.”
"Thanks,” he said, and continued
toward the hangar.
m m m
Half an honr later a gleaming,
low-wing monoplane stood ready on
the runway.
Norman notified his passengers
and they came at once.
Bramwell entered without speak
ing, but as the flyer was helping
Thelma Moore In, she said: “It’s a
lovely plane. Isn’t It?”
He smiled at her appreciatively.
“Sure Is,” he agreed, “one of the
sweetest little Jobs I’ve ever seen.
First chance I’ve had to handle her,
too.”
“Well, then,” Bramwell remarked,
closing the cabin door, “suppose
you start doing It”
Momentary anger pricked Nor
man, but he clambered behind the
controls without speaking, threw
the Uttle contact switch, and shoved
down on the starter.
Already warmed, the powerful
motor roared with Immediate life;
In an Instant they were gathering
speed along the smooth track.
Three, four, five hundred yards,
and then Norman touched the alti
tude lever.
Gently the trim craft left ground
and commenced to climb.
• • •
Twenty minutes went on In si
lence, save for the cylinders* steady
drone.
An unreasoning resentment held
Norman as be considered the pair
behind him. '
Obviously Bramwell was an Irri
table, unpleasant sort, possessed of
typical Hollywood temperament.
And Thelma Moore—well, she
certainly seemed deserving of some
thing better. Her unspoiled charm,
he reflected, was even more evident
off-screen than on. Just a sweet
kid, probably beaded for heart
break with that bird who . . .
A hand on bis arm Interrupted
the musing.
Norman looked around to find the
girl beside him.
Bending closer to be heard above
the motor, she asked: “Would you
mind very much If I sat up here
with you for a while?”
Her nearness, the faint perfume
of her hair thrilled him.
“Why, of course not," he replied.
She slipped eagerly Into the seat
at his side, and Norman glanced
back.
Bramwell was hunched down In
his chair, bat over eyes, apparently
sound asleep.
• • •
Suddenly, without a splutter of
warning, the engine went dead.
In amazement Norman fanned
the throttle. No response. He
jammed his foot against the start
er, held It there; pistons whirred
merrily, but didn’t Are. The altime
ter showed they were failing rapid
ly. .. . Less than three thousand
feet now. . . . Twenty-nine hun
dred. . . . twenty-eight-fifty. . . .
Thelma's gaze was on him, ques
tioning but fearless.
Norman gestured helplessly.
“Must be a clogged gas line,” ha
told her. "I’ll have to make a dead
stick landing."
He looked down—and a breath of
glad relief escaped him.
By some lucky chance, a town lay
beneath them Instead of desert
Moreover, It had an airport; the
name Belmont across the hangar
roof was clearly visible. Norman
remembered it—a little place near
the northern Arizona border.
He nosed the ship down, circling
widely.
In a moment they were less than
' live hundred feet up. He straight
ened her out, heading into the wind,
and took the final drop.
His calculation and timing had
been perfect
Wheels touched earth twenty
yards Inside the Held's boundary.
One sharp Jolt, a series of lessen
ing bumps, and then they were
gliding to an easy stop.
“Oh, that waa thrilling!” the girl
cried, without a trace of unsteadi
ness; “and you did It so beautifully.
Thank you 1”
Norman stopped In the middle of
a relaxing stretch to stare at her.
“What do you mean?’ he queried.
The shy expression returned to
Thelma Moore’s face as she cast a
swift -look behind.
He did likewise, and felt new
astonishment
Bramwell’s position was scarcely
changed; be gave no sign of move
ment
Then the girl was speaking again
In a low, contrite tone: “Perhaps
you’ll be angry, but I wanted to fly
some more and I knew when he
woke up we’d have to turn back,
so—"
“‘Turn back?" Norman echoed;
“but Isn’t he—weren’t you—I mean,
what about your elopement?’
Thelma looked blank for an In
stant, then broke Into silvery
laughter.
“So that’s what you thought 1
Heavens—such an Ideal Why, this
was just a little test .Mr. Bram
well and I are appearing together
In the air picture, and neither of us
had ever been up. So we decided
to try It out in private first. He
felt sick right away and started
drinking brandy, but—" her voice
mischievous—“I’d put a sleeping
powder In It”
Now It was Norman who laughed,
heartily and with an odd sense of
relief.
At last he said: “Well, that’s cer
tainly one on me—and on him, Inci
dentally. But what was this you
Just said about my being angry?’
She dropped her eyes and hesi
tated a second before answering:
“Why, when I saw this town I
thought hew nice tt would be to
stop here and put him on a train,
or something—then we could go on
flying. So I just pushed that little
Jigger to see what would happen,
and It worked.”
Norman looked where she was
pointing and suddenly swore out
loud. The contact switch was off I
A brief pause, then: “Are yon
very mad?” Thelma Moore asked
timidly.
“No,” said Norman; *I’m Just
wondering."
“Wondering what?”
He faced her with a rueful
grin.
"Wondering," he repeated, “how
anyone could be so darned cute and
so all-fired crazy.”
Use of Bait in Fishing
First Adopted by Fish
While catching fish with bait Is
an ancient occupation which men
have been pursuing since very early
times, fish themselves began It long
before any men existed, states Al
fred CV Weed, assistant curator of
fishes at the Chicago Field mu
seum.
Angler-fishes are found In all
seas, from the edge of the surf to
extremely great depths. In keep
ing with their extensive distribu
tion the angler-fishes show great
variations In form, but are all alike
In certain structural features. All
have side fins developed and used
as legs and feet Curiously, what
would normally be considered front
legs are behind, and what would
correspond to hind legs are In front;
that is, the ventral (hind leg) fins
are under the throat, and the pec
toral (foreleg or arm) fins are near
the tall.
Strangest of all, these fishes hare
on the bead an organ consisting of
a slender rod with a fleshy part at
Its tip used as a bait. The fishes
do their angling after the Eskimo
fashion rather than that of the
white man. The Eskimo mores a
piece of ivory in the water ahd
when a trout comes to look at It,
strikes with his spear. The angler
fish waves its bait like a flag. When
some small fish or crab comes to in
spect it an Immense mouth opens
and swallows the victim.
jSome of the angler-fishes have
long fish-rods with strangely formed
baits. Many of the baits are lu
minous to attract their prey in the
darkness of the oyean depths. Often
the bait of the angler-fishes looks
like a worm.- The colors of the
fishes, and their Irregular outline,
usually blend In their surroundings,
such as stones on the sea bottom
covered with growths of plants or
animals, commonly called ‘‘moss,”
so that apart from, their bait these
submarine Isaak Waltons are prac
tically invisible. In moving from
one place to another these fish usu
ally travel by climbing about
through the coral with their so
ealled legs, rather than swimming.