t chocolates with
curlicues on their tummies, than another comes into view, and you have
it all to go through with again, and how you finally succumb.

I hope sometime it will be a misdemeanor, punishable by imprisonment, to
display candy as shamelessly as it is done.

Many fond parents think that candy causes worms. It doesn't, of course,
unless it is contaminated with worm eggs, but, personally, I wish every
time I ate a chocolate I would get a worm, then I would escape them. The
chocolates, I mean. I will tell you more about worms when I discuss
meat.

[Sidenote: _Vampires_]

[Sidenote: _Malicious Animal Magnetism?_]

I know how you go down to destruction for peanuts, with their awful fat
content. It is terrible, the lure a peanut has for me. Do you suppose
Mr. Darwin could explain that?

Perhaps I was a little too delicate like in my answer to Mrs. Gobbler's
question,--What's the use of dieting, she only gets fatter after she
stops?

So many ask me that question, with the further pathetic addition,--Will
they always have to keep it up? And it ever irritates me.

The answer is,--Yes! You will always have to keep up dieting, just as
you always have to keep up other things in life that make it worth
living--being neat, being kind, being tender; reading, studying, loving.

You will not have to be nearly so strenuous after you get to normal;
_but you might as well recognize now, and accept it as a fact, that
neither you nor anybody else will be able to eat beyond your needs
without accumulating fat or disease, or both._

I love Billy Sunday's classical answer to the objection that his
conversions were not permanent. He responded: "Neither is a bath!"

WHEN YOU START TO REDUCE you will have the following to combat:

[Sidenote: _A Combat_]

First: Your husband, who tells you that he does not like thin women. I
almost hate my husband when I think how long he kept me under that
delusion. Now, of course, I know all about his jealous disposition, and
how he did not want me to be attractive.

[Illustration: _Green!_]

Second: Your sister, who says, "Goodness, Lou, but you look old today;
you looked lots better as you were."

[Illustration: _Sweet Peace_]

Third: Your friends, who tell you that you are just right now; don't
lose another pound! And other friends who tell you cheerful tales of
people they have known who reduced, and who went into a decline, and
finally died.

[Sidenote: _To Avoid Slack in Y