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THERE/S TODAY "'•w.tii JOSEPHINE LAWRENCE Vft & CHAPTER IV hearted Sarah Daffodil actsi Wevery capacity for the 4 famirSThouse in GarSet after her husband’s death. The frugal, el derly Mr. and Mrs Peppercorn and the newlywed Andrew and Candace Thane occupy the two top-uoor apartments and below them middle-aged Bert Pitts and his wife— who is too engrossed in war activities to take care for her home—and King Waters, a Veteran of World War I and his wife, Emma, a devotee to fine crocheting. Mrs. Pitts gets a beauty treatment from Miss Vel da and tells her she is going to have four British seamen for din ner that Sunday._ “Well I am having roast duck, men like duck.” Toni closed her eyes as the second soaping got under way. “Roast duck, green peas, asparagus and a mixed sal ad. Ice cream for deessrt. And I’ll have candles and flowers and my good linens—that’s the sort of thing men miss when they’re I on board ship. At least I don’t be j lieve they have tablecloths, do I you ” Easter, the second Sunday in I April, poured out unstinted sun-» i shine, but perversely supplier! a I chill wind that discouraged light ■5 weight finery. Women wore their mink coats and depended on gay ,i flowered hats to accent the spring | motif. Sarah Daffodil, who re (f joioed annually when the forsy J thia bloomed at the foot of the I garden, had planned to spend the | day working in the yard. It was really a respectable sized plot, and Sarah raised hei own plants in a cold frame she had construe I ted neisen. The telephone called her from her gardening a little after elev en o'clock and she was standing in the hall, writing a note for , the bulletin board she kept tacked above the mailboxes, when the | Tnanes came downstairs, dressed < for the street. “We’re going to l take a long walk before dinner,” I Candace looked as bright eyed as a chipmunk in her brown skirt and .jacket, a brown calotte top ping her pretty hair. Sarah said she envied them. I’ve just had a message from an old friend, an invitation 1 feel I should not decline. She’s seven ty-five and she has a nice old boy friend. His cold has improved, so he’s taking us out to dinner. I’d rather stay at home and garden, but Abigail pities my solitary es tate. It makes her so happy to save me from a lonely day with painful memories—she’s sure mf memories are painful.” Sarah laughed infectiously. “Abigail loves to do unto others and it’s my fate to be done unto.” 5ie always left word on the bi Bn board, when she expect ed \Wbe absent any length of time she told them. As the Thanes turned to the door, Sarah mentioned the sail ors who were to be guests of the Fittses. “Are thev likely to turn up, do you think. before Mrs. Fitts und her husband are home from church? Shall I leave a note for them to wait here in the hall? “Oh—wjhy, they’re not com ing!” Candace said. ' “Not coming?” .nuuy mei mr. rms wnen no I went out to Ret the papers this morning He said Mrs._ Fitts had called the dinner off last night. They’re going to a reception for some English officers given by the Daughters of the British Em pire this afternoon. ’ As Mr. Fitts had outlined the program to Andy. Candace continued! he and i his wife would dine in one of the down town restaurants after c>jrch and then go on to the re ception, held in a fashionable suburban woman’s club. “I’m not .sure, but I think the British Am bassador is to be there. Or else its the daughter of an earl, or something." Andrew Thane said lev'elly, “{s Mrs. Fitts an Englishwoman?” ‘‘She was born,” Sarah an swered, }n Kansas City, of pion eer stock.'' Jf it jiad not been for anxie ty about the fate of the roast they had entrusted to their thor moatat controlled oven, the Tiiunes might have walked till sundown'. As it was, they return ee home about two o’clock in a \ arm glow from the brisk exer cise and with appetites that dis counted;. their extra hearty break fast. Candace had not removed her jacket when her door bell buzzed. “I’ll bet that drug store guy t is bringing the ice cream after I told him I wanted to call for it.” Andy in the kitchen was filling the teakettle. Candace opened the door.. Four serious tanned faces con fronted her, four pairs of anxious eyes met hers. All were in sailor uniforms. “Er—Miss, would you know where a lady named Mrs. Fitts is?” The tallest of the group, a weather-beaten man perhaps, in his early thrirties, swung his cap nervously in one hand. “She asked ns to dinner, but we‘ve rung her bell and she didn’t answer. Nobody answered. The man behind him muttered, “Mavbe we didn’t get the right hell.” “They told us at headquarters it^was the apartment to the left And floor.” t^Vithout a moment's hesitation Candace set her door wide. Mrs. Fitts is sorry, but she was called out of town." (To the suburbs, to meet an earl’s daughter, she so Rood!” Candace snuffed the blue candles. reminded her conscience.) “We hoped that you would have din ner with us. Won’t you come in and meet my husband?” She left them in the living' room with the radio turned on and sought Andy to acquaint him with the startling news that they had four guests for dinner. “What in time are we going to feed them?” He opened the ov’en door and peered in at the roast ing pork. “It smells swell, but there isn’t enough for four hun gry men—those sailors probably eat like prizefighters.” All he need do, Candace said, tranquilly, was to go in and talk to the men. “We couldn’t tell them point-blank that Mrs. Fitts had changed her mind, could we? Evidently her message didn’t reach the right person—at least no one broke the news to those roor trusting souls. You go in and i>c host. Andy. Build up a fresh ifire. and don't mix the drinks too strong. I’m going across the hall to ask old^Irs. Peppercorn’s ad Although young Mrs. Thane and old Mrs. Peppercorn had hitherto met only on the stairs and in the halls they had already discovered that they liked each other, and Candace’s instinct in turning to the old lady was based on mutual trust, Mrs. Peppercorn solved the problem neatly and with an enthusiasm that added radiance to her practical kindness “Of course you haven’t enough for four extra. No couple plans a dinner for six, unless they’ve invited company,. The old lady thought for a moment, then she beamed. “What we can do, is pool our dinners. What kind of meat are you having?” “Roast pork,” Caindaee dis " We're having roast lamb. “Put your pork at one end of the table and have yom husband to carve it. Father can carv'e our lamb at the other end. Two kind of meats always look lavish.’' The combined dinner proved a gratifying abundance and sec ond, even third helpings testified to the appreciation oT the guests They ate and talked and laughed until one of them remembered the dishes to be washed. He was a curly haired lad under twenty and during most of the meal the Peppercorns’ affectionate poodle luul slumbered on his lap. The boy. his companions asserted, mothered all the ship’s mascots. "We'll clear away and wash up—you just sit and rest,” chor used the four., waving huge paws vaguely toward their hostesses. Candace saw old Mrs. Pepper corn’s face and signaled Andy. “You’re heading for the movies —all you men,” the girl directed smiling upon them from her place behind the percolator that had been a wedding gift. Women ilked to take their time, she told them, and she and Mrs. Pepper corn would enloy doing the dish es while they talked. In the (jieat quiet that filled the living room after the four men had gone, the old lady, and the young wife looked at each other across the disordered table “You are so good!’’ Candace snuffed the blue candles and the thin acrid smoke blended with the odor of smoked cigarettes. Old Mrs. Peppercorn absent ly stroked the head of doggie who rested against her, his fore paws on her knee. “They were nice men. And they enjoyed the dinner. Only suppose, if they had come here and found no one and had gone away again. On Eas ter!’’ When Toni Fitts heard what had happened, she said that some one at headquarters had been in excusably stupid. Most of the volunteer hglp wasn't-worth the telephone bills they ran up. Still, the situation could have been ex plained to the sailors and she would have tried to make it up to them some other time. Not, she admitted kindly, that she did not appreciate the generosity of her neighbors. She "added that she only wished that she could count on them for steady, con certed effort.' Until Ned Peyppercorn had re tired from fifty-four years’ ser ' Vice as doorman and confidential messenger for one of the city’s oldest wholesale firms, he and his wife had lived in old horses, lack ing almost every convenience, hut with one attraction, that of cheup rent. When, at seventy, the old man had automatically retired, he found himself with a small pension, a modest savings account und a great longing for hot runnine water and no duties connected with stoves or coal. Old Mr. Peppercorn and his wife like to have dinner at noon. The Monday he and dovyie arri ved fully twenty minutes ahead of schedule; old Mrs. Peppercorn was mildly alarmed. “I’m early, Mother.’’ He came out into the kitchen where she was stirring ^thickening for the grav'y, and kissed *her. “But you and me, we got our afternoon cut out for a Hen was telling me about a fam ily he found in his junk yard.” “His junk yard?” An unfortunate family had been evicted and had moved in under the sheltering lees of the oils of rusty metal in Hen's yard, dell Peppercorn explained “When he found them, the fiv'e kids were asleep on old automobile seats There's eight altogether — live children, theit ma and pa and an orphan they just sort of adopted “They on relief?” The outcasts had not livel m lone enough to5 ‘k xzfiflff Garset the year required to make them eligible' for relief, old Mr. Peppercorn said. “We got to hus tle around for them, Mother. I thought maybe you’d speak to Mr . Fitts. She cc.llects clothes for children, don’t she, I thought maybe you'd ask her for some thing these kids can wear.” “Well, you sit down and begin your dinner. Father, and I’ll run down and see Mrs. Fitts. But don’t pin your hopes too high, because—well, because.” Toni Fitts, dressing to go to a benefit bridge, said frankly that she didn't believe in individual interference. The clothing she received was given with the un derstanding that it was to go abroad. All cloth was ripped apart washed and made into garments right in the workrooms, she said. “But I couldn’t ask those wom en to suspend their work, or di vert it. They're enrolled for a cause and they’re entitled to fee! that they’re working toward their goal.” “What did she say?” old Mr. Peppercorn asked when his wife returned to the apartment. The old lady’s round face flushed. “Mrs. Fitts thinks they r’e a drop in the bucket.” “The person you should have tackled,” said old Mr. Pepper corn, serenely ignoring the fact that he had suggested the appeal to Mrs. Fitts, “is Sarah Daffodil.” Sarah, despite her fondness for slacks, possessed a not incon silerabie wardrobe of dresses and skirts, costumes saved ov'er a period of years and hopelessly out of style. The materials were good, the old fashiojied modes utilized yards of fabrics and, like everything belonging to Sarah, were in excellent condition and spotlessly clean. SJi.e offered Mrs. Peppercorn a free selection. Presently old Mrs. Peppercorn spoke of the family for whom they were sewing: she had never seen such poverty, she declard. Hn had now offered the man a iob as his helper and they were to live in his house on the second flior. in rooms, unused since the death of Hen’s wife. Candace Thane sewed with old Mrs. Peppercorn night after night Andy and Sarah Daffodil worked with old Mr. Peppercorn to patch and mend, sandpaper and paint, furniture for the rooms, equip ment for the kitchen. Hen and his junk wagon did the moving. (TO BE CONTINUED) EXTRA FOOD Extra food will help shorten the war, save American liv'es, and help write the peace. Food fights along with guns and tanks, with ships and planes. Widowed Mother To Continue \ J * War Work Until “Victory Day” MRS. GERTRUDE MATWIZYCK, Ozone Park. L. I., war-working mother of a ten-months’-old daughter whose father, an army staff sergeant, was killed in the North African fighting before he had ever seen the tiny tot, has vowed she will remain at her bench, forging the tools of battle in the war prcdti-'-'n r'mt of the Sperry Gyroscope Company “until the day of victory.” c.crg nt Matwizyck was awarded the Army’s Purple Heart and Distir- bed Service C oss posthumously. Gmafid Parenthood BY I MRS. CATHERINE CONRAD EDWARDS Associate Editor, Parents' Magazine MEETING THE GREATEST FAMILY DISLOCATION IN OUR HISTORY We all know adults who are superb in meeting emergencies but who have a difficult time liv^ ing between these high spots which call forth their best ef forts. Similarly it is often easier for families to pull together dur ing hard times than when things are going well financially. What brings the matter up is that right now many parents are faced with the danger of substituting the excitement of making temporary adjustments in their manner of living for the less dramatic bus iness of building charatcer in their children. It isn’t strange that this should be so. for the dislocation of, fam ily life is the greatest in our history. Many parents find themselves with only a sem blance of the home in which they planned to bring up their chil dren. Fathers are so far away, and in such strange and bewil dering surroundings, that their families can no longer imagine what their existence is like. Or perhaps the whole family has gone along with Father to a war nlaRt iob and living has become a battle for food and space to turn around in. Then there are he thousands of young mothers whose babies have never seen their fathers and whose little chil dren have almost forgotten they ever had male parents. And the hosts of mothers who have gone to work and turned part of the care of their children over to others. And. too there are the homes where tragic news of a casualty has gradually, and with heroic effort, become an accept ed reality—something that will forever change their lives. Yet. somehow, through the force of your own character, youi own cheerful competence, you must make your children feel at home no matter how little is left of what you have regarded as home. For today’s children are no different from children through the ages. They must iiav'e an illusion of permanence about the world they are born into. True, that is the first illusion we have to get rid of. and often very painfully, but just the same it is part of our nurture during childhood. continued popu-! larily of Louisa May Alcott’s “Little Women" is partly due to its universal theme—Jo’s revolt against change, the breaking up ; of their close family circle I through death and the marriage of her sisters—and her slow, hrave. humorous adiustinents to these chances. __ So while vou vouisolf may L>e buoyed up hv the excitement c.f change and moving about and using ingenuity you didn't know you had. children need a less heady atmosphere to grow in. Vet, and this is vhat makes it all so difficult, children need to share the adventure tou. They can’t be locked away in safe lit tic corners of living while their .parents go through character* molding experience. What you really have to do, then, is keep your eye on the balance wheel of their livs. Make fun and adven ture out of neccssa y changes, but present an unruffled sell to your children. provide through your steady and calm affection the “sameness,” the security they need.* Make father's absence a source of pride in sharing him with yifiir country, hut keep alive for your children a sense of his presence. Make good substitutes a game, but keen ali the elements of nutrition in theii diet. Above i all, keep a heart full of gratiLi.de that you can. even though it may cost, extra effort, keep your cIu 1 - (Iren's lives comparatively serene , in the midst of a war that has 1 literally wiped out shildhood for millions of sad-eyed boys and REDUCTION Re certain that each acre, each head of livestock, and each flock produces to maximum ca pacity consistent with available labor and materials, suggests Di rector I. 0. Schaub of the State College. ABOUT I SOCIAL SECURITY, VI Bobby lives with Mrs. Meanie, : though he doesn’t like it Very I much; and she grumbles every day because she has another mouth to feed. Bobby used to stay with his aunt, but she died. Then he had no folks at all and nowhere to stay; so he just went over next door to Mrs. Meanie's house and started living there, j Before Very long Mrs. Meanie, who sells things from door to door, moved into a nearby state and Bobby went along Mrs. Mea nie is really fond of the little boy and even though she is very poor and sort of fussy—she is glad to have him with her. One day she heard about “Aid to Dependent Children. ” She learned that her cousin, who is a widow with two small children, receives a government cheek ev er}- month for the support of her children. Mrs. Meanie. thinking that she might as well get the same sort of help for Bobby, went to the welfare department to put in her application. But the welfare director explained that cash payments for the care of children are available only for those children who live with mother, father, or some other close relative: and since Bobby is no kin at ail to the person with whom he makes his home he is not eligible for this type of aid. 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