Crème Simon

A woman's beauty

lies in the softness of her skin

and the radiance of her face

Keep

your beauty

and use

CRÈME SIMON

Follow its directions

for use carefully

Crosley Shelvador

A piece of furniture for the home

The most spacious

and the most finely made yet!

CROSLEY

Shelvador

The new refrigerators

Crosley

Shelvador

Sahouri Brothers

Burj Square — Beirut

struggle — indeed, to take delight in that struggle.

But he — he could not bear to see her

suffer for his sake, or strive along with him; his dignity — or, more truly, his pride — would rise up in him, and he would meet her with a face other than the one she had grown to love. He was nervous of temper, taut of nerves, meeting small things and great with fault-finding and criticism, flaring up at any motion that beloved wife made or any word she spoke — until, when life grew too narrow for her, or she for it, she came to him asking that they part. And he did — after he had had by her a beautiful little daughter...

A daughter... what a beloved word, that gladdens his heart and sends the blood leaping to his face. And oh, God — at times he feels his longing come over him like a flood, so that he cannot rest, and it broods over his face for days on end; and at times it seems to him that he could go to her, ask the first one's forgiveness in repentance, and clasp the second to his breast to feel the bliss of life; and he is certain that the first — molded as she is of goodness — would pardon him, and that the second — his own daughter — would be driven toward him by the call of blood.

But no... he holds her too dear to give her over to misery. Let the two of them stay far from him, untouched by his ill luck; let his presence not spoil life for them. Let them stay — what does it matter to him if he remains all his life deprived of them, aching to live in their shelter? Let them stay...

But one single wish kept haunting his imagination, and his eyes kept striking sparks of a will that was no will of his; and with the lightness of a merry bird he entered the shop to buy one of the large dolls. And when the clock struck twelve exactly, he was closing the shutter of the window — the window of her house — upon the doll from outside, after his tearful eyes had drunk their fill of the sight of the two of them. And he slipped away in haste...

Van Raalte

"Because you love nice things"

Nylon

stockings

Lingerie

Moderate prices

Van Raalte

Sold at the shops of:

Branj — Zahar

and the Indian Store

(Oudernomal)