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yihest You Can ^uy "ZUUM GREEN TEA ShRlAL STORY BRIDE ON A BUDGET BY JANE'l" DURAN C«pyriclit. 1939, NEA Saniice, Inc. CAST OF CHARACTERS IRIS IVES • radiant briae who tKought lore came first and money could take care of itself. BART WUITTAKERâ€" a right- eous bridegroom who looked at the bankbook first and bis wife afterward. * • • Yesterday: Bart and Iris go on tbeir honeymoon, spend lavishly, Bart meets a lifeguard and likes him but Iris frowns on th« ac- quaintance as beneath them. CHAPTER X The third week of their honey- moon vacation, Bart received a long telegraphic night letter from Britton, the new man managing the shop during his absence. It was the thing he had dreaded all along, fully expected. The budget customers were defaulting pay- ments. During his absence, they were neglecting their contract ob- ligations. Bart wired Britton to send the usual formal reminders out, with polite warnings that defaults must be made up promptly. "Warnings, forms and delin- quent notices all sent first week. Wire instructions at once. Bank notes due. Signed Britton." They went home at once, though Iris protested tearfully. They were having such fun, they'd never had such fun before, had they? And they might not have any va- cation at all next year! Why did they have to go home a whole week early? "It's only four days early, dear. Businesii. I have to get back at once." And he thought, 'if I de- fault that bank payment, there'll be fines. I can't even make the interest, if they don't make up the back payments.' And his dis- gust over credit, its abuses and misuses mounted. It was beautifully cool for Sep- tember, and Iris decided to give a dinner pai'ty to celebrate their home-coming. She didn't have to report back for work until Mon- day morning, and it was only Fri- day. They had been home ever since late the afternoon before. And Bart had stayed at the shop gonig over things with Britton and Stevens until after midnight. He was going to work every nighc this week. He was, that is, until Iris sprung the dinner party with- out warning, Saturday night. Company Coming "Hurry dear," she urged nerv- ously, "we've company coming and you'll have to change." "Change? What for? Who evpr comes here who'll niind n»y every- day duds?" "The Nc'gleys and Hammonds and Trents. We're going on to the Yacht Club after dinner. So do make yourself gorgeous, darlinsr." Bart turned lo the bathnom, rebellion warring all over his seri- ous young face. Ht> had ten days overtime on the book;^ and ac- count.s, a week of hard work get- ting out special letters and cor- respondence on the delinquent ac- (.•ounts. He was tir(\l, irritable, ncrvi>u.s. .\nd of all people he knew, he cared least to see that night, the Negleys, Hammonds, and Trents, Marcia Trent was a scatterbrained, jitterbug apology for a wife, and the Haramondj were always quarreling publicly over their financial woes. Yolan- da and Ho were frankly beyond the stag« of worrying over their precarious financial condition, and t«k»n altogether, they were a headache to Bart on the serenest HAVE YOU HEARS about til* Canada Staidi Rom* S«rvi'« IVpt.. directed by Mrs H. M. Aitkaii. famous Cockinf Authontj- ? l* oJ&o • iride ranK* nlusbl* recipe and other DOukl^£< Fn£S> of occasions. On top of his pre- sent worries and a de^^kful of work demanding his attention, they v/ere anticlimax. • * * Any Money Saved? "Iris, have you any money at all saved?" Bart asked, coming in to tie his tie while Iris completed last minute touches to her toilet. She had on a new powder blue chiffon gown purchased that very afternoon, and he grinned a little, watching her preen. "Wliere would I get two dimes to save, Bart? You know I have- n't. Why?" "I'm in a bad jam; need soras ready cash in a hurry, dear, that's all." He looked at the new dress then, realized he hadn't seen it before. "New dress. Iris?" She shook her head quickly. Put her mirror down hastily, but not in time to cover the little shop tag his quick eye detected. "Not n&w," Bart said slowly. Picking up the mirror, staring at the price-tag: Slit.SO. marked down from $25. "Of course its new, Bart. I didn't want to tell you because you make such a scene every time I buy so much as a pair of stock- ings." "I see." He looked at the long rod running the length of the closet, packed with her -lovely clothes. "You Never Told Me' "They're all new, Iris," he said heavily, "I ... I should have known." Then suspicion laid cruel fingers at the throat of his rea- son, ".-^re they all paid for, Iris?" IVightened, she shook her head. "Not . . . quite ... all paid for, Bart." And when he was still, letting th» awful import of that sink in, "Bart don't you under- stand? I haven't done anything wrong, I've done no different than I've always done. I buy all my things this way. I always have. Since long before I met you. It . . . it's the- only way girls who work like I do can have nice things." "Nice things. You had to have clothes fit for a society girl, on wages that were capable of buy- ing only a working girl's ward- robe. Iris. You . . . never told me. Y'ou didn't want rae to know. All this time, you kept me from find- ing out." "Bart, it isn't wrong I Just be- cause it isn't your way, doesn't make it wrong! There can be more than one right way of doing things â€" there is;" "Debts, time payments, budget books. Living beyond our means â€" so far beyond we're paying for living three months ago in instal- ments, now. Running with a crowd of shallow, I'xtravagjiiu, spend- thrift morons bccau.«e you think it's smart, because you think thi'y're smart." "Bart, hush! They're . . . com- ing. Bart, you can't spoil my din- ner like this! it's an awful, stupid scene." » • ♦ "Go Right Ahead" He turned and walked out. No% tying his tie. Not taking hat, coat or anything. He walked past the Negleys coming in, and the Ham- monds connng down the hall and he didn't speak to any of them. Just nodded and kept on going. Like a nian in a tranc,;, Ho said. Like a drunk, simply glaicd, Y\>- landa shrilled. "Bart's furious with me," Irii^ pxplaine<! brightly, h^r color a bit bi«b, aai her vok* ihrUl, "bat we'll go right ahead." They did. They went through the perfect dinner Iria had assem- bled with the aid of Blartba Lev- vit, a little colored girl who cook- ed and cleaned by the hour. They laughed and joked and wise-crack- e<l their way through $12 worth of wonderful dinner. Then noth- ing would do but Iris must come along with them to the club dance. "A poor, deserted overtime wi- dow like you," Yolanda shrilled mockingly, "somebody's get to cheer the neglected wife up a lit- tle." "Yes, after all. Iris, if it w;ts golf or a little quiet game with the boys, we could understand. But business â€" phooey. Whatever do>rs it get him? Business will be just as bad, no matter what any- one does about it. .\nd you mignt as well have a little fun along the way." It was fun, too. Though Iris missed having Bart there, steady, dependable, th-^ minute one of the others stopped dancing with her and v;ent to look up his full time partner. Ho danced a lot with her, and he was a mai-velous dancer. Only Ho bp-lieved his dancing was as good, if not better than Fred Astaire's. So it was somewhat of a strain, keeping up with his fancy innovations. It was almost like being a specialty dancer in a double team at a night club. Only much more tiring. Then, Don Hammond got a lit- tle tight and began telling her the woes of his much frustrated, mis- understood life. By the time Mar- cia and John came to rescue her. Iris was convinced her evening was spoiled. * * * An Evening Sppiled At 12, when she said goodby to Y'olanda and Ho, outside her door Bart had not yet returned. At 12.30, she stepped trying to stay awake any longer. She did not hear him come in, quietly, shoes in one hand lest he disturb her. Or hear hiii. undress caerfuUy and slip into his own bed without turn- ing on the light. When she awoke in the morn- ing, he was gone, but the coffee kept hot over the low flame on the gas plate, and the remains of his MATRONS' WELL-FITTING SUP lATTKU:; !oOS By ANNE ADAMS What does a size thirty-four-to- forty-eight woman look for in her under-garments? Plenty of ease and "giTe," yet a smooth perfect fit. She wants seams that hold like iron. .\nne .\dams lias designed the perfect "undies" set in Pattern 4808. Those long panels at front and back make this slip an easy sewing job and give nice lines. Curved steams at the hips allow for extra skirt fiare without bulkines.". .\nd see how the built-up straps are made in one piece with the sides of the bcdice. Pattern 4308 is available in wo- mi>n's sizes 34. 3a. 38. 40, 42, 14, 4G and 48. Size S6 slip takefi '-ij .yards 3i) inch fabric and 2% \ards lace edging; blocmers. l'» y.irds 39 inch. Send Twenty Cents (20c> in I'; in."! (stamps cannot be accepted > lor this Anne Adams pattern. Vaito plainly Size. Name. Addres.i â-  '•li Style Number. S.Mid your order to .Anne Ad- •. Uoom •t2.">, 7" We?" AdelaUie â- ... Tu-,vr.t... ha«ty breakfaat proved h* had been home. That, and hi* tumbled bed and shirt, sox and lingerie dropped on the chair in the bath- room, as he had dressed. At noon, when she telephoned the shop, Bart wasn't in. So with Ellen Kent, Iris lunched at the Chocolate Shop, having an excit- ing time after all. despite their lack of husbandry escort. "I'm simply jittery with nerves, Ellen," Iris confided over htr peach ice cream, "you know that fur coat sale down at Beldin's? Well there was a mink coat there, a perfect treasure of a coat . . " "Was?" Ellen asked, laughing. Because she -knew Iris so th> r- oughly. "Was is right. It's mine now, Ellen. When I get it all paid for. But what's driving me into nerv- es is the fear Bart will find out. He'd be simply fit to be tied if he knew." "Then why take tl]e coat, Iri^? If you know he'll be so furious." "You don't understand. Ellen. This is a bargain â€" one to a life- time kind cf bargain. I simply had to have it. My winter coat is all worn out, and I'd be silly to pass up an opportunity like that. Only Bart thinks business is so bad. That is, it's good but he hates having his business all in time payments,. and he thinks it's terrible." ".Maybe he's right. Iris." "Maybe nothing. I got the coat. Wait till you see it. Only he'll know, now, because he found out about the other things I got on budget payments." "Well if the coat b worth the worry and trouble, why bother?" "In that coat," Iris breathed softly, "I feel like a princess or a queen. I feel â€" precious, Ellen. I feel rich, secure, sheltered. I feelâ€" wanted." (To Be Continued) I ^H I B PINW £ £ "^^faiU K £ ;;;.^|^J S By SADIE B. CHAMi iERS ISSUE NO. -'40 c MOLASSES AN ESSENTIAL FOOD At this season of the year the wise homemaker takes a careful inventory of daily menus and a re- gister *f the various members ot the family as to their reactions and requirements of the different food constituents, k'd find It necessary uo doubt to iucre-ase the leafy vege- tables and the salads. Not a few o* us iu this rigid climate are lacking the iron requirements. Molasses, KOoU. okl-fashioued black strap, is one ot the most imtx>rtant items in all diets for anemias of all typos. It should be usetl at least three times a week, better stiii, v»ery day iu some form. 1 have a whole medley of things about which I should like to write yon. but what c(HiUi have a better reception from all members of the family tfiaa gliijrerbreaii, â€" that versatile cake concoction? GINGERBREAD 2 eggs 1 cur molasses 1 cup sour milk 1 cup brown sug;'.r 2 cups flour (.scaut I â- ^i cup butter 2 teiUH>oons ginger 2 teaspoons soda 2 teaspoons ciniiaiitoo Oream the butter and sugar, be- ing sure that the sugar has ao !umi>s. Add boJiten eggs and beat well tog?ther. Have sifted the flour with spices. A<Jd the soda to the sour milk to which add the molas- ses (mixiBj well the sour milk and so<U» first). -Vld this last mixture to butter and sugar; nilx well, add- ing gradually the t'ou--. Place iu well-greased pan. S" l If". U is best to have at least t<Ko layers ot oiled paper well oiled or grease»l t'ittiug neatly to ail Cv>rners ot the pan. Hiike iu a very moderate oven for 45 minutes. It bakiug too quick- ly on the top. cover with pai»ej'. I'trhaps 110 ioiug is as popular i-s the pUiin sweetened whip cream. This makes a periwrt dessert. My next favorite is the following: 1 cup \>( cream cheese 2 table«pooi>3 icing sugar (all level measurements > 1 teaspoon grated orange rtad :< tablespoons orange juice 1 table8|>oou grated candied ginger ROLLED GINGER COOKIES 1 cup butt»r ?4 cup lard IH cup aiolasses 1 egg 2 teasiHMus cingtr V4 teaspoon nutmeg 1 teaspoon ciunami 1 i teaspoon allsp'c* 5 cups flour S* teaspoon salt '•) cup boiling water 4 teaspoons baking soda Cream shortening and siigar 10 jC»ther. Add molasses and egg aud beat It ell. Sift 2 cups ot (lour and spices and mix into creamed mix tura. Add the boiling water and next, one more rup ot f onr. Mix thurouxhly, and stand In a cool place (or 30 minutes. Seu »ili the remaining two cuys of flour wlti the soda and salt. Add to the mtx- ttirfe aud place In refrigerator or a very cold place (or 1 hour. Part ot the dousti may be kept over night In the cold place, it you do not wieh to make aU the cookies at eae time. Roll out small portioos of ttktt dvugh at oace, about % iucb thick, using as little tiour as pos- sible. Oo not roll theee cookies thin as ordinary ginger cakes or scapb. Cook ou greased pan or cooky sheets In a very moderate oven. Cover with paper If inclined to bum. When coo!, (roiU with yaar fayorlte cookie icing. Place in an eart.'ien container. These wili k«ep (or a long time. This makes about 40 cookies. FIG PUDDING 1-3 cup shortening ?i cup sugar 1 ess ^t cup Kellogg's .\11-Bras 2-3 cup milk 1 teaspoon Vanilla extract 1 cup flour 2 teaspoons baking powder % teaspoon salt 1:: canned figs Blend shorteaing and sugar thor oughly; add egg and beat unti: it is light and r.ofiy. Soak All-Bran io milk; add tlavoriag. Sift flour, bak- ing powder and salt together and add to first mixture alternately with All-Bran and miik. Put one drained tig in bottem ot each greas- ed muffin pan stnC fill 2-3 full with batter. Bake in moderate oven (3a? degrees F.i about 3S minutes. Serve hot with f^"; sauce. Yield: 12 servings (3 inches in diameter). FIG SAUCE 1 cup I'ig sirup 1 tablespoon corHstarch 1-8 teaspoon salt 3 t.tblespoons lemon juice Add fig sirup gradually to cors starch, stirring until smooth. Add salt and cook until thick and clear Stir in lemon juice and serve hot over pudding. KEAOERS. WRITE I.N; Miss Chambors welcomaf personal letters from mterett- ed readers. She is pleased to re«eive suggestions on topics for her column, and is evea ready to listen to your "pe< peevei." Requests for rccip«s or special menas are in order. Address your letters to "Mist Sadie B. Chambers, 73 West Adelaide Street, Toronto." Brains Won't Slim The brain and bone-marrow v: the human body are the only parts not affected by lack of food. Star- vation, or slimming diets, may re- duce the weight of every part cf the body except these two. NDRGE FOR 1940 .Sew .\orge Refrigerators have aa Extra Shelf, Plus Extra "Cellaret" Compartment â€" at No Extra Coet! SEE THE NEW NORGE AT YOUR LOCAL DEALER'S Light Pillows Claimed Best Quality of Feathers Usually Highest Whea a good home manager Is checking her stock of pillow slips, she should inspect the pillows as well. Not even a glossy new slip can rejuvenate a pfUow that is gone limp and flabby with age. Putting fifteen-year-old pillows in brand new cases is like slip-covering a broken chair. In buying new pUlows. k^ep in mind that the lightest ones are the best because they contain a maxi- mum of feathers. Goose and duck fesithers make the best filling not only because they are lighter tSan chicken or turkey feathers, but also because they are naturally springy and resilient. SOFT XSV FtlLM The softness or tlrmness o( a pil- low is determined by the mixture of feathers used. Dowu (whicli is the Soft undercoating that gi-ows beneath feathers of water fowl) makes the softest, lightest aud the most luxurious nillows. Many peo- ple, however, find all down pillows too soft. Down mixed in varying amounts with waterfowl fcathei-s will give light pillows that have enough firmness to suit the aver- age taste. MR. C^FFEI^E SERVES IS BLIE-PE^CILLED a. EIHTO9: (to reporter) Never knew â€" mv nerves as jixmpj- as a kang-oroo alt)ng come* the biggest storj- of the year I it to fail ^^-N troo and ^JwC^^^ MR. CAFFEINE-NERVES: Srui'iitUr^on'rt- jiitcry â€" tbe tiny ^^ they uork you'. REPORTER: Sounds like you've got a i.a>c of caffeine-nerves â€" too much tea or cuftcci Whv not switch to Poscuin tor a v\hilc? MR. CAmmE-NERVES: Go uay. Cub â€" te's a sick muu! EMTOR: Say â€" you really had something there! I've beert dtinkitig Posnun tor a month and 1 tecl so good I should bo in the Sports Departaieai! • Mui> people can safely drink tea and coflice. Many others â€" and all ituldren â€" shtxdd never drink them. If yoii are one of these, tr> Postum's 30-day test. Buv Pv^stimi icd drink it ii\>teiid i>t tea and ef>ftire (t?r one month. Then. »7 you Jo «•/ fttl belter, return the cootaiact top ti> tteneral KiKxls, Limited. Cobourg, Ontaxiov and we'll gladly refund tiill purchase price. pki> ptxiagf. lV<tum is deticiotn. eccooaiival. i 10 prepare, and ti>ntaJns no cafli-ine. POSTUM