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A specialist makes a harmless powder by using an ingredient doctors prescribe to heal the skin. Ev cry lime you apply this improved powder you give your complexion a real lieautv trc.Ttinpiit. There is a thoiiKmul dollar guarantee of purity printed on the box, certifying it does not contain white lead, rice powder or any harmful substance. This guaranteed pure powder is called La-may (French, Poudre L'Ame). Because it is pure and harmless, La-may is now used by over a million American women; it is now the most popular complexion powder sold in New York. Women w'lio have used even the most expensive face powders say they cannot buy a better powder than La-may anywhere at any price. There is also a La-may Talcum that prevents the souring of perspiration. \ RAPE'S DIAPEPSIN AIDS DIGESTION Large 60c Cr»c — Drug»tore« The Little Girl in the Parsonage { Cotuludcdj table in the big hotel, I found waiting for me not the Girl in the Limousine, but the Kirl of the parsonage. Just the same radiant little girl, with the touch of wistfulness in the shining eyes, the swift transitions from laughter to seriousness, the joyous certainty that somehow, if one does one's best, everything is sure to come right ! "Like it ? You don't think I like that part, do you?" she gasped. "Of course I don't like it ! But if people only played parts they liked we couldn't have a theater! You have to take your chance when it comes, and do your best with it. "While I'm on the stage I'm the Limousine Girl, just as truly as I can be ! When I come off Well, we don't have to carry our stage selves into real life, you know. "Yes. my family was shocked at first — especially Father. He never did see the play but once, but poor Mother never missed a night. However, she was in my dressing room, not in the audience, and that helpis!" "And the farce has been a great success," I said. "Y'es, here in New York, from the first night, and also in staid Boston, where we were all afraid for it. But in Chicago it fell flat, in the befiinning. Oh. I was so heart broken that first night when nobody seemed to like us. Nobody laughed. Xobody applauded— or so it seemed to me ! I wanted to cry, and I had to keep trying to be bright and funny! "After the first act, when my heart was down in my shoes, one of the men told me that the best dramatic critic in the city was sitting out in front. He pointed him out to me, as I was waiting to go on. I studied his face, and I was so scared ! I just stood there and said over and over in my heart, "Oh, God, please make him like me! Oh, God, please make him like me !" "And he did like you?" I asked. "Yes. He spoke very nicely of my work. .\nd after that first night the play got to going and was a success, there, after all." "You be'ieve it helps to pray ? " I couldn't help the question ! The lovely face of Doris looked a bit bewildered, a bit shocked. It was as if one had asked a child at its first gift-laden Christmas tree. "Do you believe in Santa Claus? " "Of course, " she said simply. "Why, you know how I was brought up. My father never taught us to wait for some certain time of day to pray, or for some certain place to pray in. Ever since I can remember I have asked God instantly right on the spot, to help me when I needed help. .\nd 1 do it yet, in the same little-girl way. .\nd I know it helps! "Why. " she laughed, "haven't I always gone to church and to Sunday school? Haven't I always belonged to mission bands and sung in church choirs? Haven't I marched thousands of miles in those Brooklyn Sunday school parades, standing on one foot and then the other for hours, wailing for them to get started? Haven't I had my father's and mother's teaching all my life? You don't forget those things, just because you have a few new experiences!" .And suddenly I realized that I had been mistaken, that it wasn't a long, long trail irom the Girl in the Parsonage to the Girl m the Limousine; that when the Limousine Girl comes off the stage she shrugs her shoulders and the stage costume slips off, to be replaced by her own clothes, and then she .^hrugs her soul and the stage character slips away, and there's our own Doris again — the little girl of the o'd Methodist parsonage, with the preen tree in the yard I Brery adrntlMmait in rUOTOl'LAY &1AUAZ1.VI; li guAnnirvd.