Show ji ll " " I 4 j PAIN By PERIODIC Every month Deborah was sunk by functional mtnstrual distms Now she just takes Midol and goes her way in comfort because Midol ablets contain:- - that An exclusive Stops Ciamping Medically-approve- si Cordon Bloooy! 12 M Mt M M M ! a H ft M Hi Hi ingredients d that Relieve headachb and BackCalm Jumpy Neeves ache med- A special ication that Chases "Blues mood-brighteni- TLMpS Cooking's an art or supposed to be So I never go by a recipe Soups or salads or cakes or pies: I cook ad lib and I improvise A dab of that a little of this: I throw it together hit or miss For art's not art if you bind and curb it So be it beans or banana sherbet I blithely sing "A fig for the book!" And golly am I a lousy cook! —Georgie Starbuck Galbraith asm a 1 iULiliivLii omotes r: m St -- WHAT WOMEN WANT TO KNOW" book exrtveoling 0t common physlcol plain womanhood'! Written by a phyiicion Writs Sroblwnt Box 280 New York 18 NY ISent in plain wrapper) FREEI Frank o he had a hard time getting started for work in the morning This particular day at the kitchen he sat bleary-eye- d table and after a long silence said : "Make mine coffee and a roll — no Like many husbands 3 butter please" The wife looked at him quizzically "Aren't you going to work today?' "Good heavens!" he exclaimed looking at his watch "I thought I was at the office already!" — Giles H Rnnyon 3 If J i Si S u As part of a government project a group of Eskimos was sent on a tour of US cities When one returned home he proudly carried a long piece of pipe which he promptly stuck through the roof of his igloo "What's that?" asked his puzzled wife trip" the Eskimo said proudly "When you want heat you just bang — Frances Benson on this pipe" Cupcrmarftctecrs By BY Yes dear I love your picture I think it's perfectly fine I especially like that line Squiggly six-foNow why not take your crayon And draw that whole design For your Mommy on her wall Like you did for me on mine? up-and-do- wn ot fresh-painte- "That's something I picked up on my Words I Wss Sorely Tcratptad to Sposit to a Yeans CalSsr d —Barbara Gardner Bob Gustafson 1 STOP PMfJ i lflSMTLY CDMDIT lllfECTIOil L iiinniiiji ui— iwioii " PIUE'llEAUtie IVW SOOTHING lliiislli- ffiuutouMCta CAMn-fi- m 6 trK ) USE IT FOR hours of my INlife there were two dreams One was a book bearing my name One was a cottage with roses around its door THE DARK FEVER BLISTERS COLD SORES GUMBOILS If I Not only do fever blisters heal faster but the same thing happens when Is used on cold sores rum boils Wonderfully soothing too for minor burns poison Ivy itching of insect bites And Campho-Phenlqu- e is a highly effective antiseptic for minor cuts and scratches from paring knives can openers tin ng cans etc Used on pimples Campho Phenlque helps prevent their spread and In the passage of years the pressure of time I had both In the velvet night I lay in my alien bed and could not find the cottage lane could not conjure the book The loss of them I reconciled in scorn for my romanticism rejection of a childlike faith Today there is no way to put into words the joy which is mine Beside me on this table are the key to my cottage the book filled with my half-relinquish- ue pain-relievi- 0 3 a M a M MS 14 ed Family Weekly January 20 1963 thoughts I need not be reminded that these are tangible and not half so great as the verities which can neither be seen nor touched I know the cottage is weathered and has no roses I know the book is neither bound in vellum nor inscribed in gold But I knew both dreams at once from long association of hope and yearning I sit in the light of my own hearth and admire the skill of artists who gave my hesitant words a color and appeal they never owned Perhaps this little house will not last me all the days of my life Perhaps this little book is only a wayside toward the road's end Yet both are a culmination though I played small part in them and I bask therefore in gratitude not in glory Yet all of you who have seen dreams come true will understand that life does not often give pure delight rising like a fountain from a well seemingly dry When it happens its sweet waters fill the heart to overflowing And so I am impelled to share this with you not so much for my own sake as for all of you whose dreams are dust Wait a little while Never give up Dreams blessed dreams do come true I know! I know! |