1959-09-18 — Page 61

FIGURE FLATTERING

French matt jersey in imaginatively draped to make a party-going dress with a soft neckline and a faltering silhouette.

change rate at 27 roubles to HOUSEHOLD HINTS

the £.

Service was slow. It often

Discoloration and strong took us thre once even four. odor and flavour characterise hours to get simple meal.

cauliflower that has been over- the Our interpreter took

cooked or held at a high tem- waiting philosophically. "Not perature after proper cooking, many people here can afford to eat in restaurants," he ex- plained, "And those who can afford the money can also afford

Often the children go about barefoot, Small boys have their hair cut no close it is almost shaven, with just a fringe in front, and many of them, and the me."

in the

Bread meat or fish for dinner coating will stay on better after morning. The breaded

a few hours in the refrigerator.

CHILDREN'S CORNER

The Baron Remembers

-He Went to China On à Flying BedsteadTM

By MAX TRELL ❝T WONDER," said Knarf, the "I

Shadow Boy, to his sister Hauld, whether the story about the Little Lame Prince and the Mage Carpet is really true."

Hanid shock her head.

don't

Just A Story

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"But it can'l be true!" on a carpet and it just stayed clairned Hanid. "I've often sat on the door. It didn't move bit

Baron Murch smiled.

Not Right Carpet "You didn't sit on the right carpet. Only the Lame Prince has the flying carpet. Ia the only carpet in the world that gous flying."

"I don't think it's true," she saiti. "It's just a story. Carpels

By in the air." I wish they did," said Koozt. "Because then we could sit on Knart and Hanid both wanted the carpet ourselves and go fly to know more about the wonder- Ing about wherever we pleased." ful Flying Bedstend that Baron There was one man in the Munch xold he used to y house who knew all about flying through the air to far-off Ching, | carpets and all other amazing

things.

Tin Baron found the bed

In his grandfather's stile.

"Finally, one day, 1 wished myself back to my grandfather's altic again and, when I EGMIC "Well," said Boron Munch, "it downstairs, my grandfather found it one day up in the attic looked like an ordinary bed. I sald: of my grandfather's house. in a stretched myself out on it just nap?

the to take a nap. It was a warm

summer morning.

Kaart and Hanid want to see their friend Baron Munch, the famous traveller. He lived little Book-House behind bookcase.

Stroots And Avenues Perhaps you don't know it, but there are streets and ave- nuce behind every bookcase In the world. Baron Munch's house was at Number Seven Cuckoo Street near Nutcracker Avenue.

Knart and Hanid found their old friend silting in his garden under a banana tree, smoking a long clay pipe.

"I remember saying to mysel! that I wished I was in China.

Was In China

My, you've been up there a I long timel Did you enjoy a good

"And, when I opened my eyes

Didn't Believe It

"But when I told Orandfather that I had been all the way to China in a Flying Bedstead, he just sold:

"I don't believe it! "Now what do you think of

again, there I was in China!

"It was evening; the stars that? were shining. A whole crowd of Chinese was around mo. I saw, "But it was true," said Baron to my surprise, that my bed was Munch. "The minute I got in in the middle of the street. that bed in Grandfather's attic "After that," continued Baron and shut my eyes, there I was, Munch, "I took many trips to any place I wanted to be!" "Good evening, my dears," he evening came.

Chins. I would wolt until "Maybe," sald Hand, you Fold.

Then I would just dremnet you were there." shut my eyes and wish myself to hear what Hanid said. Ho get into my Flying Bedstead and But Baron Munch didn't seem You to some far-away place: My just went on smoking his long Flying Bedstead would take me clay pipe in his garden there,

Cuckoo Street.

"But, Barca Munch," Knart sald, it's only noming. can't say Good Evening yet."

Koops Forgetting

"Dear me," said Baron Munch," shaiding his head. "I keep for- getling.

"You see I used to live in

China where it's night-time when

I

It's daytime here. So I keep on saying Good Evening when really mean Good Morning."

cff,

"China is a long way

Hanid, Baron Munch," 'mali "How did you get there?"

"I went there by Flying Bed- stead," said Baron Munch.

Broka in

Here Knart and Hanid both broke in to tell Baron Munch that they had come to And out whether the story about the Lame Prince and the Flying Carpet was really true.

"Of course il's true," said Baron Munch,

Rupert and the Outlaws-29

and disappear."Now perlupa can escape 1" breathes Rupert," but u he turns to eve five eyes, los and can hardly believe

Rupert watches she bustle and excitement among the tough meti who have brought him so lar from home. The women are crying and painting. and, at length the horses are all mounted. The ridees gallop away to some, talling ground on one side of their earlier path forward,

ALL RIGNYA'ARBERVED

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on the upper track is the silent tracker pup following a scent.and moving very slowly and steadily

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