The clothes moth, the devil of the clothes closet, is today finding it harder and harder to make an adequate living off my lady's wardrobe. "Anti" this and that and a hundred kinds of powders, gases, tablets and liquids are making life unsafe for him, but still every year even the most metriculous of housewives is bound to one day unexpectedly run across the tell-tale holes and powdery indications of his presence. To know how to deal with this marauder, if encountered, and how to constantly guard against his return is Madame's surest key to wardrobe happinses.