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VI the household v
A Department of Expression For Those Who Feel and Think
Otherwhere! Otherwhere!
Land of my dreams,
Warm are thy scented winds,
Singing thy streams;
Blue are thy blissful skies,
Verdant thy vales —
Never thy Summer fades.
Nor thy sun fails!
Otherwhere! Otherwhere!
Home of my heart,
Old hopes may play me false,
Glad dreams depart;
Ever thy visions bright
I seem to see;
Ever my spirit seeks
Sighs— after thee!
A Series of Talks on Living Authors
I Have Known.
No. 2.
Just above me in my pleasant flat
near Central Park, lived a queer,
cranky but gifted and kindly English
spinster, who wrote beautiful short
stories, painted many unsalable land
scapes, and was such a devout dis
ciple of Buddha that she saw no love
liness in the opening Spring because
it was the season for marketing
lambs. She was fond of me, but I
tried to hide from her the sad fact
that I sometimes ate meat. One morn
ing she came tripping down to bring
me a new]y opened geranium, and as
ill luck would have it, she came to
the door of the dining room, just as
my Topsy put on the table a juicy
broiled steak. Miss Wilson wrung
her little hands in real anguish of
spirit. “Oh, I shall have to give you
up. I shall have to give you up,” she
wailed. “I don’t dare to associate
with cannibals. I would be contami
nated.”
The walls of every room in Miss
Wilson’s apartment, even the kitchen
and bath room, were hung with her
unsalable painting, and the flat was
noisily occupied by families of feath
ered and furry pets—birds, rabbits
and squirrels—that flew or ran all
about the rooms. They were lavish
ly fed on grain and nuts, which drew
an army of pilfering mice. What to do
with these was a problem that harrow
ed Miss Wilson’s soul, as nothing
could have induced her to kill the
creatures that might be reincarnations
of her ancestors. At last she hit on
the plan of catching them in wire
cage traps; then with her trap filled
with depradators, she stole out into
the park very early in the morning
before the keen-eyed cop was abroad,
and squatting around the shrubbery,
she liberated the rodents, who scamp
ered away delightedly to visit her
again that night.
Nothing of a vegetarian is that
magnificent woman, Cynthia Westover
Alden —organizer and president of the
International Sunshine Society, which
covers the land like the dew —author
also, and formerly superintendent of
the New York street cleaning system.
Mrs. Alden, with her generous phys
ical proportions, needed plenty of
food and she took it. Often when I
have dropped into her Tribune office,
I have found her with an immense
tray before her, loaded with substan
tiate eatables —which she barely took
time to eat. Mrs. Alden is a wonder-
OTHERWHERE
By ARTHUR GOODENOUGH.
CHA T
Otherwhere! Otherwhere!
Star of my soul!
Beauty and happiness
Guerdon and goal;
Vainly I search for thee,
Vainly I crave
Sight of thee, song of thee
This side the grave!
Sometime the bird will leave
Empty its nest;
Sometime will be my heart
Still in my breast;
Then, O, bright Otherwhere,
I shall forget
Breathing thy pleasant air
Mine old regret.
ful woman. In her out-of-door child
hood, when, as a motherless girl, she
traveled and camped with her civil
engineer father, she stored up in her
young body dynamos of vitality, en
ergy and health. She wrote about
her early life in her novel, “Busby."
It is full of marvelous adventures,
narrow escapes from Indian scalp
knives, bears and rattlers. She gave
the book to my little Ada, who read
it and said, “Tell Miss Cynthia I be
lieved all of it, but where she cut off
the end of her own finger after a rat
tler bit her. Ask her if that is so.”
I delivered the message, and in reply,
Mrs. Alden held up a left-hand finger
shorn of its tip. Mrs. Alden is a mem
ber of Sorosis —that old and nobly
trained body of gifted and lovable wo
men, all of whom “do something” for
themselves and the world; some of
the members are millionaires, but al
so active philanthropists. It is diffi
cult to get into Sorosis. Money is not
the open sesame, nor is family and in
fluential backers. “What you are,
what you are doing to help yourself
and uplift others,” are the things
taken into consideration, and many
applicants are promptly black-balled.
Not a few Southerners are members;
prominent among these is Mrs. Tod
Helmuth, who possesses the distinc
tion of belonging to one hundred
clubs and wearing twenty thousand
dollars worth of badges. She keeps
up with all these clubs, and with her
social and philanthropic duties in the
most wonderful way, and is always
gracious and engaging.
I never knew her to be flustered but
once. It was when the New Eng
land Club visited New York and So
rosis decided to entertain them at the
Waldorf-Astoria. But Mrs. Helmuth
would first give them a breakfast in
her own elegant home. It wanted
but an hour of the time appointed,
when Mrs. Helmuth made the horrify
ing discovery that two prominent
members of the New England Club
were of the race of Ham. And her
mother, an intense old-time Southern
er, was visiting her. It was a trying
moment. What was to be done? Mrs.
Helmuth’s mother solved the prob
lem. She bundled her daughter off to
some surburban point, and when the
guests arrived the servant announced
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The Golden Age for February 13, 1913.
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America, and with associates of known Capacity
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I have signed more property contracts and conveyances, possibly, in the last six
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porations in the South, with assets today of more than a million and a quarter
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HOLLOMON, President, American Securities Company, Jacksonville, Florida.
that greatly to Mrs. Helmuth’s regret,
she had been summoned out of town.
4* 4.
WHY HE NEVER MARRIED.
It was my good fortune, when I was
comparatively a boy, to have the
friendship of an excellent man —a
venerable old bachelor. Very often
he would send for me to come and
spend the night with him'. One night,
when he had been talking of women
and marriage, I ventured to ask him
why he had never married. He si
lently rose from his seat and opened
a drawer, from which he took a small
packet and gave it to me, without a
word. It contained the faded picture
of a lovely young woman and a yel
low telegraph message—a message
announcing her death. When I look
ed at him he said: “This is my
secret, my young friend; keep it for
me.” I felt that what I held in my
hand was sacred, and I have kept his
secret to this day. After having
known this dear old gentleman, and
some other similar cases, I can not
agree with Mr. Orton and some oth
ers, as to the fickleness of all men.
4. 4.
IMPROVED CHILD LABOR LAWS
INTRODUCED IN FIVE STATES.
Massachusetts will again lead the
country in one part of its child labor
laws, according to the National Child
Labor Committee, if the bill to reduce
the hours of work for all under 16
years, becomes law. Massachusetts
now has a ten-hour day for workers,
under 16, which it is proposed to re
duce at one step to a five-hour day,
with the requirement that all child
workers under 16 shall attend a part
time day school. Other States, mean-
while, are wondering if they can es
tablish the eight-hour day, and defin
ite campaigns for this end are on in
Arkansas, California, New Hampshire,
Pennsylvania, Texas, West Virginia,
and elsewhere.
The committee points out that the
bills which have already been introd
duced in Pennsylvania, Delaware and
Texas, all include the regulation of
street trades, provided in the Uniform
Child Labor Law. This allows no
newsboy under 12 years and no other
street traders under 14. It also for
bids all girls to engage in these occu
pations before they are 16 years old.
New York, under the recommenda
tion of the State Factory Investigating
Commission, is considering bills hot
only to prohibit child labor in can
neries and tenements, but to reorgan
ize the factory inspection department
as an Industrial Commission, with a
greatly increased staff of inspectors.
Delaware, Indiana, Missouri, North
Carolina and others are also talking of
measures to make more efficient their
departments of inspection.
In many States, minimum wage
boards, pensions for widowed mothers,
prohibition of night work and methods
of determining age of children seek
ing emlpyment are under discussion.
New Hampshire and some of the
Southern States will probably raise
the age limit for working children
from 12 to 14 years, and it is hoped
that a child labor law for territories
will be presented to Congress.
A compulsory school attendance law
has been introduced in the North Caro
lina legislature, and bills are talked of
in South Carolina, Tennessee and
Texas.