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Show 1 iMi04- -Is iH-ur Kruilrr: This in your corner. All qumtiuna suhmltlfd will be chuor-fully chuor-fully uml carefully answered, except thono Becking medicul ttilvlce. NaitM'a arhl addiefSMes of business firniH cannot be printed here, but will bo sent if a aclf-nddivs.sed, atanipt'J envelopo acconijianier. the recjuest. (Jui-Nt iinift tin limited to two. Full nnme and uddreuH niUHt accompany each letter or no reply can lit mado. All communications ar held ptrlctly conHdentinl. In reiiucnt mj; poems and oth:, Uiu correct title, the ftrt lino, or the name of tho author is necessary in order to find them. I'leasa cnd Btamped, addrt'Bsed envelope also with these requests, bo they may be forwarded directly to you. Address Mters very plulnlv, with pen and ink, to Helen Brooks, Box 1545, ! Salt I.ako City. Utah. pnV,S HKi'KIVKD Tho following ho 1 1 it n uud iiioiiii Imvo 1 beun ruclvrtl (luring Xhm jmiit week. i ami I wUti to tlmnli vavh one f r their I k Inrt iiiMi In t'nl i l tiot )hk t hum : Put Mv l.ltilo .sh.M-H Awnv. I.ttil. I'M 'i,l.i) in tho l.nna. ' 1 Wu inter WIiu'm KImmImk Mt-r Now? ' Sonus r.i;i,i'i:sTKD I Thrne miuik h n 1 ein r on the, riii-nto.1 nii.1 To-IU'-Kiund lUt: Your M.iilier Mill 1'i.iya for You. t mlmXi-k. VlrnX Mnrn: They eril f "r the rock a and the mmuil ii iiiM. They ruel. but their prayera w-eie ! I'mi lute. I KirM 1 .1 urn : lHnt H.-ll him umxher drink, I Ite'a n-'liiiK aliady, you roe. I r rt 1 h it t mi inn n y of tho muiH reni-i ,-! of Int. riinn.l 1m f u r n t nh 1. 11 they mo iimi liK the n-ci-nt popular onu ji in. tan h hint in the nhopH. It la only the ultl 1im hmiib whirh I attempt at-tempt to pilnt or It ml for tlie rvadera . of my column. j Irr Mlf Itrookf: I luivo written to you before and pot aome very K"O.I humvith. So may 1 nk you u few more nuVst lona? (1) I had a ho v friend who iwi me t n m-o mo often ImiI I waa foolish and never much cnied f..r him until it wan too hte. lie la kmIiik with iiiinllu'r flrl and now I feel dii.-iiuiuKMl. 1 Hin not h'tppy ln any hoy' company. 1 ko out with hoys hut I am not httppv hecauhe 1 am thinking think-ing of htm 1 have atked lit m dtwn and he will not come. I am mire I have never dime nnytMinc to make l.Sin mad. I low can 1 win him hack ? Thanking you in h d n n c e . 1 r m n 1 ? i , , ltl.ACKY. t'tah. i Your nine Is not unllku many oiImth, Itlacky, who do imt re.illre a friend s w orth, or w hat they are to them until they are Knt. No doubt ou w ere no accustomed to Mb attentions t hat you did not real!: you were not treating - him hi friendly or courteously as you ahould. Since you have Invited htm to call, t hereby s i k ntf r Injr your deilre to I rntabllBh the old friendly relations, and he has refused to accept. It is self-evl-ldent that he doe not care Just yet t renew the friendship, therefore there la nothing left for you to do except to be friendly and Hreeahl to him when ; you meet. 1'erhnps In time the same . qualities which attracted h I rn to you ln i the beiclnnlntf will brln htm back to you. In the meantime, dear, do not compare every other boy with him. but I determine to enjoy their friendship be-1 be-1 cause you cannot afford to make any ' further advances than you have to him 'without lowering your d I k n 1 1 y . and I w h ft h would a lso drive him stilt f ur-i ur-i ther away; and after all. do you not i think It Is more pt,ue, than that you j really care for him? i WHAT IS THAT. MOTHER? What Is that. Mother? The lark, my child. The amorn has Just looked out, and " smiled. When he starts from his humble, grassy j nest. And is up and away with the dew on ! his breast ! And a hymn in his heart, to you pure i brlKht sphere. To warble it out In his Maker's ear. i Kver. my child, be thy morn's first lays , Tuned, like tlie lark's to thy Maker's 1 praise. What is that, mother? I The Dove, my son. And that low, sweet voice, like the i widow's moan, ' Is flowing out from her pentle breast, j Constant and pure, by that lonely nest. , As tt e wave Is poured from some j crystal urn. For her distant dear one's quick return, i Kver, my son. lie thou like the dove tin friendship as faithful, as constant j in love. I What is that, mother? j The Kacle. boy. j Froudly careering his course of joy, I Firm, in his o w n mo u n t a i n vigor J relying, Breastinir tho dark storm, the red bolt dofylnp; His wins on the wind, and his eye on j the sun. ' He swerves not a hair, but b-?ars on- ward, ripht on. Boy, may the eagle's flight ever be thine. Onward and upward, true to the line. What Is that, mother? The Swan, my love, He is floating down from his native grove. Ko loved one now. no nestlintr nifrh: He is floating down by himself to die. Peath darkens his eye, and un plumes his wings. Yet the sweetest song Is the las he j sings. j Live so. my love, that when death shall I come. Swan-like and sweet It may waft thee home. Dear Miss Brooks : I'm 15 years old and it was not me I was referring to about cigarettes, tt was another girl. The boys always beg us to smoke, but we won't and they .call us babies. I hope I am not a nuisance, am I ? I am always asking for songs but I just have to have them. (2) Is good for the skin? I'm dark skinned. Would anything bleach my skin? Yours trulv, EDNA. Utah. You are older than I thought, and I am truly glad you were not the girl you wrote about. Let the boys think what they will, so long as you know you are in the right, don't you say so? (1) No indeed you are not a nuisance, but my dear if you just must have mo many songs you should enclose a stamp I for them. Do not send stamp, however, unless songs are wanted, or you are especially desirous for a personal reply. re-ply. As I have but one of the song's which you request I will wait for you1 to send stamp and perhaps I shall have located the others by that t itne. t2) Many claim to have received good results re-sults from the preparation you refer to but if you have a naturally dark skin. I do not thlnl: you can hope to change the shade and why should you wish to? A dark skin is Just as pretty and attractive as a fair skin, If ona dresses In becominK' colors. There are blearhen which rnmove tun and sunburn, sun-burn, but t hee will not cliang a the natural comple x In n. I tear Miss Brooks: 1 Hin tiytni to get all the movie ttlurs- pictures that I can, so will you pleas send mu the addreMses. of: Jack M.ilhall. I.lla l.ee, Harris. .n Kord and Klatne llaiiiuiefHieln'.' How could 1 K't the )lf of each? Sincerely yours, NKY NKKN. Idaho. To N KY N I ; VIS, Ma So you'i e a regular movie fan, are you? .Tack Mul-hall's Mul-hall's addresa is ciro of t'nlted Simlros. Hollywood. Calif; Harrlnoii Kord. Lamb's Club, 1 ,;n V. 44 1 h St ., New York ('t; 1.11a 1 Lanky Studios. Holly- wood. Calif.; Klaine H a m me r v t el n, 1'rin-. 1'rin-. Ip.- IM-tiir-s 'ot poi in ion. 7'J.Mj Santa Monica Hlv'd. Hollywood. Calif. There ate no biographies of these stars to be had. except a very brief sketch In the directories and a write-up of one oc-ca-tonally In the movie magazines. My deur. when you request a personal reply bo sum to send stamped envelope. To DO Y I K and LA UK IK. Ferron. Ut. I am printing below a song which I believe is the one you requested soma time ago. At least I hope It Is. The iqher one can bo had In the shops for ;;: cents, and bo I cannot print the words for von. D(i TIIKV MISS MK AT HOME? Do they miss mo at home? Do they miss me? 'Twould be an assurance most dear To know at this moment some loved o n Were saying. "I wish he were here!" To feel that t tie group at the fireside Were thinking of me as I roam; 'h. yes, 'twould bB joy beyond measure, To know that they miss me at home. When twilight approaches, the season That ever Is sacred to song, Does some on repeat my name over. And sigh that I tarry bo long? And Is there a chord in the music. ( That's missed when my voice is away, I And a chord in each heart that awaketh ! Retrret at mv wearisome stay? Do they set me a chair near the table. When evening a home pleasures are nigh, When the candles are lit in the parlor. And the stars in the calm azure sky? And when the "good-nights" are repeated. re-peated. And all lay them down to their sleep. Do they think of the absent, and waft j me A whispered "good-night" while they sleep? Do they miss me at home? Do they miss me? At morning, at noon, or at night? And lingers one gloomy shade round t hm. That only my presence can light? Are Joys less invitingly welcome. And pleasures less hale than before. Because one is missed from the circle. Because I am with them no more? Anonymous. Dear Miss Brooks: At last I have come to you for ad-vlca ad-vlca upon certain questions. First: I am is years old and like to have a good time, but I have a supposedly true girl friend who talks about me to my frionds. thinking she can win their admiration ad-miration and leave me high and dry, or use me ln any way she pleases. I have not realized H until now, and so I have not cultivated the friendship of many more girls thinking one real friend was all that was necessary. Should 1 try and break her of her conceit, con-ceit, or cultivate other friends? How can I clean a pair of suede slippers? Thanking vou in advance. I remain, MOLLY, Utah. And I am glad to have you with us. Molly. Do not send a stamped envelope unless you wish songs or your letter requires a personal answer. It is not wlse to limit the number of our friends ; we can not have too many, and we need a variety. As you have doubtless known this girl for some time do you not think you could talk freely to her about this? There may be a mistake you know, and perhaps she is not guilty of the accusations against her. Perfect understanding nmi frankness are net-essarv net-essarv to maintain a friendship and vou should at least give her the opportunity op-portunity of clearing herself of these charges, if you have not already done so. Be friends if possible, and by all means cultivate other friends. (-) There is a powder to be had at most shoe stores for the purpose of cleaning suede shoes. If you cannot obtain It ln vour town. I will be glad to have It sent to you if you will write slating the color. The price is 25 cents. I am glad to print ft corrected copy or, "In the Shade of the Old Apple Tree." and thank you very kindly. Anna, for sending it. Hope I may be of service to vou. IN THE SHADE OF THE OLD AFFLE TREE The Oreole with joy was sweetly singing. sing-ing. The little brook was babbling Its tune; The village bells with joy were gaily ringing. The world seemed brighter than the harvest moon. When there within my arms I gently pres't you. And blushing red, you slowly turned away ; I can't forget the way I once carressed you, I only pray we'll meet another day. Chorus: In the shade of the old apple tree. There's ft love In your eyes I can sea; When a voice that I heard. Like the song of ft bird. Seemed to whisper sweet music to me. j I could hear the dull buzz of the bee. In the blossom, as you said to me, With a heart that is true, I'll be waiting for you. In the shade of the old apple tree. I have really come a long way from tha city. j And though my heart la breaking I'll be brave. I've brought this bunch of flowers, I think they're pretty. To place upon the freshly molded grave; And if you'll toll me, father, where she's lying. Or if it's far. Just point it out to ma. Said he. "She told us all when sha wae dying. To bury her beneath tha old apple treV I nr Minn Hi ook n Will you pi mt mi Nfnier some q - ins-tloim ins-tloim f..r tfilen Kill"'' 'If Wt,nl f,ouM a K I r I of f o ii it .-.ii u e ic n ( V j Are I I, n U'l son K s u Med ' V. ' . fl to 'ii You'll Soon )-o(K' t" ii-.. I ' U'l,. n I in l loll n Yoil Won't J- o I (. e t " hot ti it .i r. ;f t tlie Mime tune? .'.) Ma'- r-ouir w a v for it Kill t fourteen to inane mon.v ht home. ( A ) What was Ail A-onls (a I ' It 1 V e I r- It I Slur j W I f f' H lame lit- foi 4 martial', arid how old is lie, and w lie- ts his home'.' ( J'leane name some of t tie latent son K " that would be K ood to Ml ii k at entertainments. Thanking you in u'Ivmihm, we re inn I n, im ever. IIA'KL. JKNNY and KVA. Neola. I't. Will do the very best I can for you, K I r 1 h , (1) The uverii; weight for a Klrl H years old Is ahout pounds. CJ) I really lannol fay. perhaps soma reuder who knows Mk-m' song's will tell us. Ct) Tills Is a difficult thing to do for there are so few ways of earning money ln tha small town. Could you not rare for aome one's children an evening or afternoon occasionally, or help some ona when there la extra work to do? Kven In the very small town t Ii re are those who wish euch help once In a while. Taking order for dependable hosiery and underwear, and va riouB other n -ess a ry a rib: I as could also be the means of making a little extra money, without the necessity neces-sity of leaving your hyme town. (4) I do not know Art Acoid's wife's name neither do I know his home address. He is years old a nd may be ad - drehwed at t tie Universal Studios, Universal Uni-versal City, Calif. C) A few of the late songs w hlch would he appropriate fur your purpose are "Bring Back the 1 Daisiea." "In the Twilight Hour." , "Marchetta," "Hone O' Mine," and "The Breath of An Irish firnlle." Dear Miss Brooks: This is the first time I have written to you and hope I am w.-Icome. I like the co; rier very mui ii and it has been very useful to me. I have some questions ques-tions I would like to ask. O) How can I make more friends and be more popular? pop-ular? (:;) It Is very lonesome here. What cun I do to keep from getting lonesome? I remain. BLUE BELL, Idaho. All are welcome, Blue Bell. (1) I have attempted to answer this same question bo many times ln my corner that I am sure you must have seen some of them. It is very difficult for one to tell another just what to do or say to make friends. If you have not succeeded ln making as many friends as you wish up to this time. I suggest that you sit quietly down and analyze you rsel f. J u.st what tact lea have you pursued up to this time when you meet people to win their friendship? Have you been sociable, friendly, and agreeable, agree-able, or have you been indifferent expecting ex-pecting the other fellow to do all the agreeable things and meet you more than half way? Compare your own way with the way of one who la popular I and makes friends easily. You cannot be other than your own self, but by comparison you may be able to mold some of your possible unlikable characteristics charac-teristics Into likable ones. What say you ? CJ) Spend part of every day In reading something really worth while, and keep busy at something. One can never be lonely and busy at the same time, if one is busy at something which interests them. I'm sorry, dear, but you have asked more questions than are allowed, but believe my answers will partially answer your others. I am sending the songs you wish also. Dear Miss Brooks: We have long enjoyed your column in the paper. I and my two sisters. 11 and 13 years old, look for It first thing when the paper comes, and con over the advice ad-vice given in answers to subscribers. My sister had a question to ask you, but it was asked and answered in last issue of paper. Sincerelv. WILFRED. Idaho. I am very glad indeed to welcome a new trio, and because I think others will enjoy the poem you request, I am printing it, and will reserve your envelope en-velope for a future request you may-make. may-make. Always glad to hear from you. To ELSIE. Idaho Falls: I do not have one of the songs you request, dear, but If they are located, rest assured as-sured you will receive them. |
