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THE SUN, NEWBERRY, S. C FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 1938 Doll's V/ardrobe Is Easy, Quick to Knit Pattern 1203. A doll’s wardrobe for a regula tion 14 and 18 inch doll is easily made when the little dress is just two identical pieces . . . coat and tam mainly in stockinette stitch. Use up your left-over wool I Pat tern 1203 contains directions for making coat, tam and dress shown; illustrations of them and of all stitches used; material re quirements. Send 15 cents in coins for this pattern to The Sewing Circle, Needlecraft Dept., 82 Eighth Ave nue, New York, N. Y. Please write your name, ad dress and pattern number plainly. Palace of the Soviets The Palace of the Soviets, which is to be an enormous building, is being constructed on the site of St. Saviour’s cathedral in Mos cow. Plans call for a pyramidal skyscraper in ascending circular terraces, surmounted by a 325- foot figure of Lenin. 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Powdered foot men in scarlet livery stood behind every chair: gold plate winked upon the table: the choicest fare was perfectly presented. And there I will leave an event which neither Herrick nor I will ever forget, for that evening we two hobnobbed with the stuff that queens were made of in olden days. That Herrick found instant favor, I need not say. Indeed, Old Harry and he were as good as a play, for, as I have said before, his address was beyond compare, and I think that each of them whetted the oth er’s wit. ■When dinner was done, Herrick and I were left with orders to “join the ladies” in ten minutes’ time: and when that had gone, we were led to a glorious salon, whose Six teenth-century tapestries filled the eye. Though the evening was warm, a fire of logs had been lighted upon the hearth: before this the Duchess was resting upon a mighty chaise longue, and Elizabeth was stand ing beside a jamb of the fireplace, one of her beautiful hands on the chiseled stone, regarding the lei surely flicker that hovered above a hillock of rose-gray ash. As the door closed behind us— “I have ordered your car,” said Old Harry, “for half past ten. That gives us just half an hour, which should be enough. I’ve one or two things to say, and I’ll say them first. “I think we all know where we are and where we shall be next Tuesday at five o’clock. On no ac count try to conceal that we have already met. That way madness lies. We have all met here tonight —for the very first time. Let no one be ill at ease. Except for Richard Exon, I don’t think anyone will.” “Oh, madam,” protested Herrick. “Don’t interrupt,” said Old Harry'. “Besides, you’d be at ease with a gaggle of Elders discussing the wrath to come.” I very near laughed and Eliza beth covered her mouth. “If you feel uneasy, Richard, al ways remember at once that though Brief is doing the honors, you are Elizabeth’s guest. And that, I think, should bring your confidence back. You will take your man, Winter, with you, and I shall take three servants to look after me. One will be Parish—that excellent English page whom you have already seen. Should need arise, we can commu nicate through them, with all con venience. Tell the police that you have been invited to Brief, as you understand, to meet me. That will set you above all suspicion, such is this snobbish world. “One thing more. “As luck will have it, Elizabeth’s mother’s jewels were held by the firm of goldsmiths whom 1 have al ways employed. Bauble and Levity —you probably know the name. She has, therefore, written to them to say that by my advice she will have che gems reset and desiring them to be ready with new designs against her coming to London in six weeks’ time. That letter will send the ball flying: and since she gave this address, the reply will come to this house and will go on to Brief by hand, in my private bag. “And now can anyone think of anything else? Because, if they can, let us have it—for better or worse. We shan’t see each other again un til we strut on to the stage.” There was a little silence. “Very good,” said Old Harry, "And now I want to see Mr. Her rick alone. Take your leave of me, Richard, and then make the best of the terrace, until Mr. Herrick ap pears. Elizabeth will go with you.” I stepped to her side. “Madam,” I said, “I have much to thank you for.” “I don’t know about that. Never mind. I’ve much enjoyed your visit —and that’s a thing I can say to very few guests.” “Thank you, madam.*’ I put her hand to my lips. “I hope you’re not very tired.” “Tired be damned," said Old Harry. “I never felt so fit in my life.” "Till Tuesday, madam.” The Duchess smiled and nodded, and I followed Elizabeth out of the handsome chamber and, presently, into the air. Elizabeth led the way to the head of the steps. “It’s all your doing,” she said. “Which is absurd,” said I. “She’s mad about you.” “My dear, you gave her the lead. I had a claim upon her. How could she fail me, when you, upon whom I had none, had done so much?" I shook my head. “You must thank yourself,” I said. “I saw you—and that was enough. And as with me, so with her. The king’s ring got you in side: but, once you were in—well, supposing you’d asked for the moon, she might have told you off, but when she was through, she’d have sent for a pair of steps.” Elizabeth laughed. Then she slid her arm through mine. “I wish I was going with you. I’ve been so happy at Raven: and with you is to run into debt—your debt. And at once one’s instinct is to do what little one can to pay you back.” Elizabeth raised her eyebrows. “I’m afraid you’re an idealist, Richard. And that’s a mistake, my dear. Red Lead Lane should have shown you . . . But then the com plete idealist never learns. If it makes you happy to set me up in a niche, why then you must have your way. I’ll smile upon you from .lure. And sometimes, when you’re not looking, I might climb down and be a good-looking girl, with the usual human passions, a weakness for ani mals anti a definite love of dress.” She plucked at her frock. “Can there any good thing come out of Salz- the matter, I presently grew quite sure that we were to be attacked, and, since I was driving, I made Herrick take my pistol, because, for once in a way, he had left his be hind, on the bed, he said. Our alarms were without founda tion. We were not fired upon, and Ra ven was fast asleep. And since we were very tired, we shared a bottle of beer and stumbled upstairs. I had put on my pajamas, when Herrick opened my door. “What d’you make of this?” he said. “The fire-arm has gone.” “Gone?” said I, staring. “Gone,” said Herrick. “As I told you just now, I left it out on the bed. Well, the bed’s been made: ‘What D’you Make of This?” He Said. “The Fire-Arm Has Gone.” if this morning I’d dreamed that I shouldn’t come back, I—I wouldn’t have gone. It may have been out of order, but I know I’d jump at the chance to do it .again. I’ve . . . much enjoyed . . . my ‘week-end with a couple of men.’ ” “They’ll miss you terribly, Eliza beth.” “Sit in the meadow tomorrow— I’ll think of you there. Close to the stream—by yourself: between j lunch and tea. And, if I can, I’ll ‘ sit here—at the head of the steps. Oh, and please be very careful and always go armed. Remember, he knows where you are, and the woods about Raven are thick.” “I promise,” I said. “And on Ttiesday ...” “On Tuesday I’ll see you again. And on Wednesday we’ll ride be fore breakfast — that’s natural enough. Besides, it’ll be my job to entertain you as a guest.” “I’ll never be easy," I said, “when you’re out of my sight. Here I know that you’re safe: but at Brief . . .” I drew in my breath. “Can you trust your maid? 1 think she should sleep in your suite.” “Perhaps you’re right. I’ll see what Old Harry says.” “I’d be easier, Elizabeth. You see, by day I can always be within call. But by night I can’t. And if you want me to sleep—well, you’ll do as I ask.” My lady lifted her head to the lambent sky. “You don’t look back,” she said, “do you—when you’ve' put your hand to the plow? You’re not going to rest till—till you’ve carried me out of the wood?” “Men don’t -lay down their honors before their time.” “And then?” “They lay them down,” I said slowly: “and go their way.” There was a little silence. “What way shall you go, Rich ard?” I drew myself up. “I don’t know. Perhaps John Her rick will help me. We might d~ something together, until Lord Naseby dies. But I’ll always be at your service. You’ll only have to call me. I’ll always come.” “Why do you say that, Richard?” “Because you have made me your servant—for as long as 1 live.” “I don’t want you to be my serv ant." I laughed at that. “Then you shouldn’t have your eyes, or your mouth, or your beau tiful ways. You shouldn’t move as you do, or throw a smile over your shoulder, or push back your hair from your temples with one of your lovely hands. And you shouldn’t have your nature—which makes a man want to pay tribute with all his heart.” “And what does he get—In re turn?" “He’s paid in advance,” said I. “That very question shows that you don’t understand. To have to do burg? My dear, you wait. If you like the look of me now, you’ll get up and walk at Brief.” “There spoke Old Harry,” said I: “but not Elizabeth.” She whipped her arm out of mine and started aside. “What ever d’you mean?” I set my hands on her shoulders and turned her round. “That you are a work of nature and she is a work of art. And you cannot play on her piano, and she cannot play on your pipe. I think you only did it to—to make me alter my focus and see that you’re not the nonsuch I think you are. But it only upsets me, my lady, and doesn’t do any good. I know you’ve got failings—you must have, because you’re of flesh and blood: but you’re rather exceptional—‘The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be.’ Well, you must let me admire you in my own way.” “All right,” said Elizabeth, meek ly. “But don’t bring me garlands, Richard. I couldn’t bear that.” “You wicked girl. You—” “That’s better. And there’s John coming. Say good-by nicely. Quick.” She had put up her beautiful mouth, and I had stooped and kissed it before I knew where I was. It was half-past one in the morn ing before we once more approached Raven, and, remembering Old Har ry’s words, I found myself thanking God that Elizabeth was not with us and would not have to run such a gauntlet again. Thus thinking upon so, of course, it had to be moved. But it’s not in the room.” “It must be,” said I. “You’ve missed it.” “Come and see,” said Herrick, and led the way. For full five minutes we sought it, and sought it in vain. At leng'.h— “Brenda must have it,” said I. “The thing’s not here.” “I don’t think that’s likely,” said Herrick, “in view of what Winter said. And yet I can hardly believe that Percy Elbert the Good would steal it away. And tell me another thing. Why do these crises arise, when one is so drunk with sleep that one can hardly stand up?” With that, he sank heavily down on the foot of his bed. As he did so, a deafening explo sion made me jump out of my skin, and, in one most frantic convulsion, Herrick leapt upward and outward, as though propelled by some spring. “My God,” said 1, and ripped the quilt from the bed. Twelve inches from the foot of the bedstead, a broad-arrow ruck in the blanket declared that below the blanket something had moved. I turned to Herrick. “Are you all right?” His hands clapped fast to his seat— “Well, I’m still the same shape,” said Herrick, “if that’s what you mean: but you can’t sit down on a land-mine and be as good as you were.” Someone was running on the land ing. (TO BE CONTINUED) Hippocrates Was Right Of Going to Bed on the Theory for Treatment of Cold After 2,400 years of preoccupation with the common cold, the medical profession, as represented by the technicians of the Stillman infirmary at Harvard university, has decided that the best treatment for this uni versal malady is to go to bed. As this was the treatment favored by hippocrates, the results of all the scientific experiments which have been conducted since' it was first promulgated can be represented by a single zero, comments‘a St. Louis Dispatch editorial writer. In the circumstances, afflicted hu manity would be acting reasonably if it classified the cold as one of the inescapable phenomena of life and behaved accordingly. After all, though a bed is not the universal refuge it once was, it is not a bad place. Even when the concurrent dreams are troubled, they are no worse, than the realities with which the conscious mind has to grapple. Unfortunately, no such easy es cape is possible to a civilization which has placed its faith in science. Though the heavens fall and every sinus cavity in Christendom be un der attack from within and without, we will stick to the perpendicular end await the next draft from the laboratory. Brown mixtures, blue mixtures and green mixtures may have failed us; radiology, colored lights, massages, intravenous injec tions, overfeeding, underfeeding and steam baths may have touched everything but the right spot, but we are still hopeful. Some day the right chemical affinities will find each other and a sovereign remedy will arise from the test tube, like one of the benevolent genii. Meanwhile, though we sniffle and explode every time there is a change in the weather, we remain loyal to our gods. Balloon Escapes Over Channel Breaking its moorings in Manston, England, a captive balloon vanished, trailing 10,000 feet of cable. It elud ed a Royal Air force plane ordered to shoot it down, drifted across the English channel and brought down high tension wires in Au- driucq, France. This plunged Ca lais, Boulogne, St. Omer, Bethune and many other French towns in darkness. The Audriucq post office was set on fire, but the balloon was not affected by its encounter with hundreds of thousands of volts. Fitted, Lifted Waistlines IF YOU want to have the very *• smart, tiny-waisted look, and to look slimmer than you are, by all means wear these two frocks, each with the high-at-the-middle line that emphasizes the slender, flattering silhouette. And if you want to wear really individual clothes, up-to-the-minute in fash ion, of superior fabrics and be coming colors of your own selec tion, then make your own, with these very easy-to-follow designs, each of which is accompanied by a detailed sew chart. Afternoon Dress. Here’s a lovely fashion that sim ply melts into your figure at the waistline, because the lifted mid riff section is cut in one with the skirt panel in front. The bodice fits beautifully, thanks to scarce ly perceptible gathers above the waistline, and darts on the shoul ders. The sleeves fit the arm snugly, and are smartly high and Victorian at the shoulders. In vel vet, satin, thin wool or silk crepe, this will be one of the most slen derizing, flattering frocks you ever put on! Workaday Dress. An unusually smart casual fash ion is this one with the princess UncU PkllO S?cLy5: Man Is a Thinking Being Every man thinks, whether he will or not; all he can do is to turn his thoughts the best way. An impossible man is one who hasn’t a bit of foolishness in bis makeup. Citizens of all nations always pay for neglect in supervising the affairs of government. Done by Degrees One does not graduate from a school of learning in a hurry. Calmness of desperation has no gratification in it. So long as imagination lives, a love of liberty will. Tomorrow is the happiest day in the average man’s life. Lions, four legged or two leg ged, roar too much. skirt cut up to a high waistline and topped by gathers that give fullness over the bosom, accentu ating the slimness of the skirt. Swirls of braid on the pretty sleeves, and a row of braid edg ing the round collar trim it up just enough. Make this of ging ham, calico or percale for home work, and in wool crepe, flannel or flat crepe for runabout. The Patterns. No. 1585 is designed for sizes 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, 46, 48, 50 and 58. With long sleeves, size 38 requires 5 yards of 39-inch material. With short sleeves, 4% yards; 1% yards trimming. 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