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calls some girls from the home out into the world
of outside work, but many adopt that life just for
the novelty of it, because it has become a fad to think
that home life is too hum-drum, and also to make
money that very rarely does them any permanent
good, being spent as fast as it is made for ephemeral
finery. I would hail with pleasure a return of the
old-fashioned girl. SADIE HELENE.
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WHEN I MET ROYALTY.
I have no desire to buy a title, even if I were an
American heiress instead of a Western farmer's
daughter. I wouldn’t give a pair of my red Rhode
Island chickens to see double-chinned King Edward.
Yet it is with pleasurable that I recall the
time when x clasped hands with an heir to the throne.
True, the throne was that of Poland —Poland,
whose government and national life were crushed
out long ago by Russia, who brought herself into the
middle of the continent, and the thick of affairs by
assassinating this unhappy country and murdering
and exiling her noble defenders. All my life I have
loved Poland. My boy sweetheart won my favor by
declaiming in school, the well-known thrilling lines
from Campbell s “Pleasures of Hope,” beginning:
"Warsaw's last champion from her heights surveyed
Wide o'er the fields a waste of ruin laid;
‘Oh, heaven,’ he cried, ‘my bleeding country save!
Is there no hand on high to shield the brave?’ ”
. So it happened that, when 1 heard that Count Sobi
eski, son of the last of Poland's kings, would lectare
at our town hall, my heart beat high with anticipation,
as 1 put on my best gown—a white cashmere —and
repaired to the hall.
The Russian prince had dark, tragic looking eyes
ami a fine brow. He spoke impressively, and held
his large audience spellbound by vivid pictures of
the wrongs his country had suffered, the fate of his
brave father, and his own bitter experiences. He
related that when he was nine years old he and his
mother were asleep in the castle when they were
aroused at mid-night by armed men and commanded
to dress. They were then driven, he knew not
where, but the place to which they were taken was
a military prison, where they had a last interview
with the king, his father, who was executed a few
hours later, just at sunrise. When the prince was
only ten years old he was banished from Poland as
a “dangerous person.” He had led a life of strange
vicissitudes and many hardships, but these had not
broken his proud spirit, nor caused him to seek favor
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from the enemies of his country. When he had fin
ished speaking the hearts of his audience were so
stirred with sympathy and admiration that many
stood at the door and held out their hands to him
when he approached. He clasped each outstretched
hand and said a word of thanks to each. I hardly
hoped he would see my own timidly-extended hand,
but he did, and as he looked at me I said, “The mills
of the gods grind slowly. 1 pray that some time
your wrongs and your country’s may be righted.”
“Amen,” he said, low, as he bowed his head. So it
was that I clasped hands with a king, de jure, if not
de facto. MARY LINDSAY HINBS.
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COMPILING A BOOK IN CAMP.
I am still working —most of the time absent from
my home in Hattiesburg—in the storm-wrecked town
of Purvis, Mississippi, engaged in resurrecting and
recreating it. The work goes on well, despite the
boiling weather, and soon there will be a new Purvis.
We live in camps and have a little harmless social
fun out of work hours. Also, 1 have been compiling
a “Woodman's Book,” which is now completed—
forty-four pages. It is advertised in The Golden
Age. I think some of you will find it entertaining.
Twenty cents enclosed to me at Rives Camp No. 28,
Purvis, Mississippi, will pay for the book and for
mailing it to address.
I greatly enjoy the good things in The Golden
Age— Dr. Broughton's sermons, Mr. Ramsaur’s witty
paragraphs, Will Upshaw’s heart-warm letters, Mrs.
Payne’s interesting story, “The Mission Girl,” and
particularly The Household. Meb asks us to give our
opinion regarding the new books and the old ones,
so sharply rapped by Mr. Neale, the noted publisher.
1 love the old books as I love the old songs, and I
don't think anything has been written that is better
than Dickens' David Copperfield, Thackeray’s Vanity
Fair, and Bulwer's Last Days of Pompeii. However,
1 don't keep up with the new novels. There are too
many of them—their name is legion. Some of them
are fine and fascinating. I hope Julia Tait will tell
us more about them. She has been silent lately. Is
it the heat? It silences even the mocking bird, and
sends him into deepest shade. My suggestion as to a
Household pin has received no response as yet. I
believe I will have one made for myself after the
design described some time ago.
What has become of the beautiful, gifted young
woman of San Marcos, Texas, who wrote for the
Sunny South Household over the pen name “Loma
eita” —her real name being Miss Lollie Hill, of an
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illustrious Georgia family, Ben Hill having been her
uncle? Lomacita wrote strong, brilliant letters, full
of fire and originality. She was planning an all
round paper, a political, social, agricultural, home
and literary weekly. Did it ever materialize? Loma
cita wanted our M. E. B. to take part in it. I would
like to take that paper if it exists, or is likely to
have birth. I am cordially glad to see all The Golden
Age members —new friends and old ones —and I hope
they will come often to our weekly gatherings.
GEORuL W. WHEELER.
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WHY I HAVE WRITTEN NO RECENT BOOK
REVIEWS.
The Golden Age has just come to hand, and I
have read with interest Mr. Neale’s clever “rap” on
moss-back literature. I shall not have time to reply
to him right away, but I shall do so later, since M. E.
B. lays the onus of a response upon me, but as some
one has called on me through the Household for
more reviews of new books, 1 will say that I have
read very few new books this summer. I have em
ployed my leisure in reading history and biography,
which I beieve is much better brain aliment than
most of the fiction which is published nowadays.
Mr. Neale thinks that, modern literature shows
better art than can be found in the old books. Per
haps so. The new novels certainly display fine pol
ish and admirable technique, but they do not up
hold the former standard of honor, culture, true
refinement and morals. The majority of the books
of fiction today have as their backbone some sensa
tional incident bordering on the immoral. This may
be “art,” but it is art that panders to a rather de
praved taste, and when the literature of a country
becomes diseased, the taint, will perforce be commu
nicated to the minds and lives of the community,
since it is literature that molds the thought ami
beliefs of a nation. Witness the French, a people of
degenerate ideals, caused chiefly through being in
oculated with brilliant, but godless and immoral lit
erature.
There is very little of the spiritual or elevating in
the literature of today, particularly its fiction, and
I do not enjoy reading it. To a busy housekeeper it
seems a waste of time. However, in spite of the
thermometer, 1 am going to search among the booKS
that fall from the press like leaves in autumn time,
for some worthy of being read and of telling The
Golden Age Household about.
JULIA COMAN TAIT.
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