IT'S no longer “sissified” for men
to he style conscious, and this
summer male fashions arc colorful
as well as stylish. But most impor
tant, it's smart to he comfortable in
hot weather. Here's a few sugges
tions for air-conditioning your ward
robe against the miseries of dog-day
doldrums. Below, for beach wear,
a robe of the popular terry cloth
and Hawaiian bathing trunks. You
can take 'em either with or without
that flowered design.
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Mexican huararhes (above) are
about the most comfortable sum
mer footwear you ran find, either
for recreation or just plain loafing.
Below: The new light-weight sum
mer suits don’t cling to white like
they used to. You can buy them in
any color; they’re tops in comfort.
FOR THOSE DOG-DAY DOLDRUMS
For both men and women the style experts
recommend outfits like this. He wears Palm
Beach slacks, brown and white shoes, open
throated sports shirt and soft turned down hat.
She wears the popular slack suit and Mexican
huaraches. Speaking of men's fashions, Fred
erick II. Rohr, noted color expert, says: “To he
well turned out means more than a clean hand
kerchief and shined shoes. It means studied sim
plicity and harmony of every detail.” A little
breath-taking, hut Mr. Rahr knows his clothes.
The smart male can achieve remarkable sar
torial effect with little expense if he buys clothes
intelligently, with an eye to good taste.
15 MINUTES
OF BEAUTY
Virginia Grey, M-G-M player,
A recommends this lunch-hour re
laxation to remain lovely. Your im
plements: Cleansing tissue, cleans
ing cream, astringent and cosmet
ics. First apply cream to remove
makeup. Remove cream with tis
sue.
O You're feeling better already. |
^ After removing the cleansing
cream, pat astringent over the en- 1
tire facial surface and allow it to
dry before applying the powder.
This is step two in the 15-minute
beauty treatment for beautiful young
things who would stay that way.
.
After the as'.ringent, make a
quick application of face pow
der, following it up with cheek
rouge. Be careful you don’t daub on
too much; the natural appearance
is preferable and a small application
will last much longer.
The final step of our salesgirl’s
noonday rejuvenation is an ap
plication of lipstick. Make it thor
ough, but not pasty. Improper use
of cosmetics is worse than no cos
metics at all, say the specialists,
and they should know!
-BEDTIME STORY
Joe Otter’s Peace Offering
Is Accepted by Buster Bear
By THORNTON VV. BURGESS
Who makes an enemy a friend
To fear and worry puts an end.
I [TTLE JOE OTTER found this
'' out when he took Grandfather
Frog's advice. He wouldn’t have
admitted that he was afraid of Bus
ter Bear. No one ever likes to ad
mit being afraid, least of all Little
Joe Otter. And, really. Little Joe
has a great deal of courage. There
are very few of the little people
of the Green Forest or the Green
Meadows who would willingly quar
rel with Little Joe Otter.
Now, having your own way too
much is a bad thing. It is apt to
make one selfish, thoughtless of oth
er people, and very hard to get
along with. Little Joe Otter had
his way too much. Grandfather
Frog knew it, and shook his head
very soberly when Little Joe had
been disrespectful to him.
So, though he didn’t let on that it
was so, Grandfather Frog really
was delighted when he heard how
Buster Bear had been too smart for
Little Joe Otter. It tickled him so
that he had hard work to keep a
straight face. But he did, and was
as grave and solemn as you please
as he advised Little Joe always to
make friends with any one who
was bigger and stronger and smart
er than he. That was good common
sense advice, but Little Joe just
sniffed, and went off, declaring that
he would get even with Buster Bear
yet. Now, Little Joe is good natured
and full of fun, as a rule, and after
he had reached home and his tem
per had cooled off a little, he be
gan to see the joke on himself—
how, when he had worked so hard
to frighten the fish in the little
pools of the Laughing Brook so that
Buster Bear should not catch any,
he had all the time been driving
them right into Buster’s paws. By
and by he grinned. It was a little
sheepish grin at first, but at last it
grew into a laugh. “I believe,"
said Little Joe, as he wiped the
tears of laughter from his eyes,
“that Grandfather Frog is right,
and that the best thing I can do is
to make friends with Buster Bear.”
So, very early the next morning,
Little Joe Otter went to the best
fishing pool he knew of on the
Laughing Brook, and there he
caught the biggest trout he could
find. It was so big and fat that it
made Little Joe’s mouth water, for
you know fat trout are his favorite
food. But he didn’t take so much
as one bite. Instead, he carefully
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laid it on an old log where Buster
Bear would be sure to see it if he
should come along that way. Then
he hid near by where he could
watch. Buster was late that morn
ing It seemed to Little Joe that
he never would come. Once he
nearly lost the fish. He had turned
his head for just a minute, and
when he looked back again the trout
was nowhere to be seen. Buster
couldn’t have stolen up and taken
it, because such a big fellow
couldn’t possibly have gotten out
of sight again.
Little Joe darted over to the log
and looked on the other side. There
was the fat trout, and there also
was Little Joe’s smallest cousin,
Shadow the Weasel, who is a great
thief and altogether bad. Little Joe
sprang at him angrily, but Shadow
It was so big and so fat that it
i made Little Joe’s mouth water.
was too quick, and darted away.
Little Joe put the fish back on the
log and waited. This time he didn’t
take his eyes off it. At last, when
he was almost ready to give up,
he saw Buster Bear shuffling along
toward the Laughing Brook. Sud
denly Buster stopped and sniffed.
One of the Merry Little Breezes had
carried the scent of that fat trout.
“Now I wonder who was so
thoughtful as to leave this fine
breakfast ready for me?” said he
out loud.
“Me,” said Little Joe Otter, in a
rather faint voice. “I caught
it especially for you.”
“Thank you." replied Buster, and
his eyes twinkled more than ever.
“I think we are going to be friends.”
"I—hope so,” replied Little Joe,
“and that you will forget the tricks
I played on you.”
© T. W. Burgess5-WNU Service.
Chinese Official
and Jap Spouse
SOOCHOW, CHINA.—Shortly be
fore this city fell to the Japanese,
one of the Sino-Jap war’s most in
teresting events took place with the
investment of Chen, Tse-Min as
chairman of the Kiangsu provision
al government. Chen Tse-Min is
shown here with his Japanese wife
as they passed a Chinese guard
honor after the ceremony.
I
ADVENTURERS’ CLUB
HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES
OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELF!
“A Free Ride to Doom"
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter
Hello everybody:
I’ve seen a lot of articles lately, in newspapers and
magazines, warning automobilists not to pick up strangers
along the road. Well, sir, today I’m going to warn the
strangers not to get too chummy with these doggone auto
mobilists.
And I’m not more than half kidding about that, either, boys and girls.
It’s a poor rule that won’t work both ways, and you can get in just as much
of a jam picking up with some bird in a car as the bird in a car can by
giving a lift to the guy with the wiggling thumb at the side of the road.
If you don’t believe that, listen to the story of Ernest A. Kehr,
of Richmond Hill, N. Y. Ernie took a ride one time, back in the
summer of 1934, with a bird he’d never seen before—and that
ride came darned close to being the last one Ernie ever took.
Picked Up by a Strange Motorist.
Ernie had been up in Calgary riding wild horses in the rodeo and
was on his way home. He had hiked through Glacier National park and
he had arranged to meet a friend at a small town in Montana and he
didn’t want to keep him waiting.
Valier was the name of the town and Ernie was within 15 miles of it
when a man came along driving a brand-new car. The man pulled up
beside Ernie and asked him if he wanted a ride. It didn’t take much
figuring on Ernie's part to decide that this was an easier mode of travel
than the “Shanks mare” system he had been following. He climbed into
the seat by the driver and they were off.
But Ernie had no more got into that buzz buggy than he began to
have his doubts. There was something queer about the driver. He had
Over the Side of the Mountain They Went.
seemed cordial enough when he had offered Ernie the ride, but there
his good will seemed to have ended. When Ernie passed a casual re
mark, the fellow ignored it. He kept his eye on the road and the car
seemed to be moving faster and faster with every foot they went.
They had gone quite a distance before Ernie discovered what,
the trouble was. His companion was well under the influence
of liquor.
Fast Driving on a Dangerous Road.
That didn’t look so good to Ernie. The fellow was driving faster
than was safe, even with a sober man at the wheel. By this time he was
hitting fifty on a road wheie a sane driver would not have gone more
than tnirty—a long, steep downgrade that ran along a sloping mountain
ridge. The ground fell away on one side of them into a deep mountain
gully and on the other side it rose straight up—a wall cut out of solid
rock by the graders who had leveled the roadbed.
The small car bounced about perilously on the rough, uneven road,
but that didn’t seem to bother the man at the wheel. Instead of slowing
down he fed the machine more gas. The needle of the speedometer
climbed to sixty—then to seventy.
Ernie began to get nervous about that time. The car was roaring
along now at a speed that almost upset it every time it came to a curve.
It bounced about the surface of the road in a thoroughly alarming man
ner. Ernie kept his eye glued on the driver, watching his every move
and ready to grasp the wheel in the event that he should lose control
of the car. It seemed nothing short of a miracle to Ernie that it hadn’t
gone off the road or smacked into something long before.
Plunged Right Off the Mountain Side.
They had gone skidding around a curve on two wheels and
had just come to a long, straight stretch. The road ahead looked
smooth and in good condition, and for the first time during the
ride Ernie felt comparatively safe. He drew in a deep breath
and heaved a sigh of relief—let his eyes wander over the land
scape for a second. And then it happened.
Says Ernie: "I had no sooner taken my eyes from the man than I
saw the car leave the hard road and go off onto a soft shoulder. At the
speed we were making, that shoulder was fatal. The sudden change of
surface swerved the wheels of the car and over the side of the mountain
we went, the car turning over in the air as it left the ground. The earth
seemed to spin about in a dizzy circle for a few seconds and then we
crashed to the slope at the bottom of a sheer drop of 40 feet.
‘‘We hit the slope with a crash—so hard that the motor of the
car was knocked right off the chassis and buried itself in the
ground where we struck. But the rest of the car, with both of us
in it, continued to roll down the slope at a terrific speed. It rolled
over six or eight times and finally crashed into a rock with such
force that I went sailing 50 feet through the air. After that I
lost consciousness.”
A 40-foot drop, six turns in a tumbling car and a 50-foot sail
through the air! The driver was dead when they found him, and Ernie—
well—he got a bump on the head, three busted teeth—and that’s all.
And he’s still wondering if he’s really as tough as those figures would
seem to indicate.
Copyright.—WNU Service.
Franklin Feted in Paris
When Benjamin Franklin was in
Paris in Revolutionary days seek
ing help for America, he received
such ovations as the old Spartan
had never dreamed of. Parties were
given in his honor, at which the
most beautiful women were chosen
to embrace him in turn. No man
of quality was complete without a
ring or snuff-box with his medal
lion. “These,” he wrote to his
daughter, "have made your father’s
face as well known as that of the
moon, so that he durst not do any
thing that would oblige him to run
away, as his phiz would discover
him wherever he should venture to
show it."
One One’s Own Resources
To be thrown on one’s own re
sources is to be cast in the very lap
of fortune; for our faculties undergo
a development, and display an en
ergy, of which they were previously
unsusceptible.—Franklin.
Governor Had No 'Opposition
Edward Tiffin, Ohio’s first gover
nor, was the only chief executive of
the state who was chosen without
opposition. Just as George Washing
ton was our only president elected
without opposition.
The "Big Stick”
"Speak softly and carry a big
stick, you will go far,” is a West
African proverb. Theodore Roose
velt popularized it. It became a
sort of slogan to describe his strong
foreign policy and his advocacy of
military and naval preparedness.
He used it in an address on Septem
ber 2, 1901, at the Minnesota state
fair, when he said: “There is a
homely old adage which runs,
‘Speak softly and carry a big stick.
You will go far.’ If the American
nation will speak softly and yet
build and keep at a pitch of the
highest training a thoroughly effi
cient navy, the Monroe doctrine will
go far.”
Origin of Mayonnaise
To Minorca, in the Balearic is
lands, goes the prize for having been
the scene of the invention of mayon
naise. It first saw the light at Ma
hon, and was concocted by the Due
de Crillon’s chef at the siege of 1782.
President Son of Judge Tyler
President John Tyler was the son .
of Judge John Tyler, Revolutionary *
patriot, judge, governor of Virginia,
who was the son of another John
Tyler, marshal of the colonial vice
admiralty court of Virginia.