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SIXTH <PAGE
7 HE SUNNY SOUTH
AUGUST 18, 1908.
with Correspondents.
Miss Addie Xewman, of Port Oklaho
ma, says; “Please give In your column
’With Correspondents' a brief sketch of
E. P. Roe, author of ‘The Eearth
Trembled’ and other novels; also of Mrs.
Southworth—was she southern born? Is
‘St. Elmo' considered a great novel?”
Edward Payne Roe, author of twenty
novels, every one of wliieh Is wholesome
and elevating, was born in Moodna, Xew
Wlndior, N. Y., In I83S. His literary gift
was Inherited from ills mother. He says
that when she was 12 years old she knew
•'Paradise Lost” by heart from beginning
to end, and when any one would repeat
a verse In the Bible she could go on
and finish the chapter. Site was passion
ately fond of flowers and was rarely seen
■without one somewhere about her. Her
eon had the same love of flowers. In his
‘‘den” he had always a vase of flowers
on the table where he wrote.
Roe's people were poor. It was by
strict economy that they were able to
send him to Williams do! lege to be
by the courteous son of the venerable
novelist.
“Is 'St. Elmo' a great book?” your
third question. No. It is popular, par
ticularly with young or inexperienced
readers, and it is a work of power, but
it Is not great in the creative sense, nor
is it great In style, lacking the simplicity
and crystal cleaifiess of the truly groat
stylists—Thackeray, Stevenson. Barrio.
Hardy, etc. The great novels of the
world .are few—only about a dozen, say
the critics, heading the list with Hugo's
“Lea Mlserables." Thackeray's "Vanity
FtsSr.’’ Maw-t home's "Scarlet Letter."
Dickens’ "Tale of Two Cities,” and so on,
few women being represented In the list—
Indeed. I remember only one. Charlotte
Bronte, whose "Jane Evre” is felt by
every reader to be great In the intensity
of its imaginative realism. Its faculty of
making you live for the time in the
world of its creation, and feel with its
people who speak, act and suffer In this
Imaginative world. This is the all-im
portant requisite to success in a novel.
It must throb with real life. It must
hold you with a grasp In which you can
feel the warm, strong pulse cf humanity.
E. D. V. asks; "Is it not much easier
to write blank verse than rhyme?" It is
quite ns hard to write true blank verse as
It Is to write rhyme. Some persons im
agine that anything written in short lines
beginning with a capital letter Is blank
verse, whereas blank verse must be ns
correct In rhythm and measure as
rhymed verso. Blank verse requires ten
With the Household
All Communications to This Department Should Be Addressed to MRS. MARY E. BRYAN, Clarkston, Ga., Inquiries and
Letters Requiring Answers by Mail Must Be Accompanied by Postage.
Chat With Householders.
HE dog star rages. Sirius—
the splendid—rises anc
sets with the sun—and on
earth there Is supposed tf
reign a kind of uncanny
influence leading mortal!
to think and act In unusua’
fashion. It lias been Im
agined that everybody is a
wee bit cranky durinj
dog-days. You remember
that Pope says:
“The dog star rages; nay.
'tis past a doubt,
AH Bedlam and Parnassus are let oat.”
An intimation there Is an affinity be
tween poets and crazy folks—since Bed
lam means a madhouse and Parnassus is
the mount sacred to Apollo and the
.Muses.
Anyway, it seems that during these dog-
needed rest, but I hear of you through
my correspondents—in this wise: "Had
such a good, beautiful letter from Loma
clta. I always feel Inspired to better
things when I read a letter from her."
But I am. as usual, forgetting that
space Is limited, and win say goodby.
M. E. B.
in the right place, else It has no rhythm
Coleman S. says: "Margaret Foster's
pretty poem about the last resting place
i cf John Howard .Pavno in the last Sunny
educated. Among other sacrifices Ills J Household makes me remember that I
father gave up taking The Daily Tribune, I have always wanted to know something
Horace Greelj-'s paper, wmch he had al- j about Payne. Was ho southern horn?
ways read. When the young collegian
syllables In each line. days' this season-everything-particularly
the accent and eeasurnl pause shall fall • ... -- - - -
Did lie ever write anything but that little
"Sweet Home," which is
learned of this he immediately contracted j ^^and'pathetic, of course, but next to
to saw nine cords of wood, and when ; not hi n g as a literary effort—any of our
this hard job was paid for he Inclosed I newspaper poets could do as well. And
the money to renew the subscription to j was he never married? Seems to me 1
The Tribune. "No act of my life ever ! read of a love affair cf his. Please reply
gave me so much pleasure as tins,” lie i to these questions in your editorial eor-
eaj j . respondents column.
After his college course Edward Roe j Howard Pawm was born In New
theology at Auburn and l nlon ; y ™ m cl J tv 0n tho f Bt of j„ne. 1792. He
■onto,! the was inclined to printer's ink from his
„T. i, I infanev and at 13 lie edited—a little pa-
He was a
liorn elocutionist, and took Instinctively
stage. Managers, who heard him
studied theology
seminaries In New York eit;
ordained a minister and ac
pastorate of the Presbyterian
was much beloved, but lie became eon-
lld do more good and
the weather—is behaving a little crankllv
There is rain every day, and if the
shower does not come in the day hours,
it visits us at night. It fell a few nights
ago at midnight from a cloud that did
not veil tli<- moon. Mystical and beauti
ful looked the falling showor witli the
silvery moonlight shining on it.
Friends, is it not strange .how much
our happiness dopenda upon others? For
three weeks, the "dearest girl in the
world” has been with us from St. Louis
A woman, who seems made to radiate
sunshine and liappiness, lovely In person,
delightful and entertaining In conversa
tion. sympathetic and inspiring. Now.
she lias gone hack to the home she makes
perennially hairpy—and she seems to have
taken all our sunshine with her. What is
her supreme charm?” I asked of Evelyn
Holman, when we were speaking of this
woman's power to win and keep friends.
“I think it lies in heir always thinking
and speaking the best about every one—
and in her blessed commonsense." re
turned Evelyn.
vinced that he ^ . -- - , - . -
better reach the human heart through re ite from Shakespeare, begged to bring
fiction than through tne pulpit. He re- : him out on the stage as the l ung
signed his charge and devoted himself to ; American Roscius. On his return from
li’erature. He wrote many magazine ' I'nion college lie made ids appearance at
stories, but his first novel was "Barriers j Park theater, and “ took the town by
Burned Away,” a story embodying that j storm. " After meteoric success in ail
awful drama, the Chicago fire. He visited the large towns of this country, he went
the city immediately alter the fire and ; to London, where he drew crowds. He
spend days wandering among the ruins ] wrote a tragedy—"Brutus"—which met
In the burned districts and talking to the j with "unexampled success.” He went w ) 10 w jjj
people and taking notes. His wife Is the | t 0 Paris—and a wrote a number of plaj's I
heroine of his novel. "Opening a Chest- I—among them "Therese, the Orphan of j Mary E. Wilkinson says. “Be sure to
nut Burr.” Some of his other novels are [ Geneva, ' and "Charles the Second.” But have tho hook illustrated with the por-
”A Day of Fate,” ''Without a Home,” j ncd until he wrote his opera, ‘‘Claire, - traits of the Household." We are g!a<l
,'oolng." "A Nineteenth ] MaUl of Milan," did he win imper- 1 to have our Julia’s husband with us
Somber Rivals,” > j s i ia ble fame, for that opera, prepared again and to know that he is emerging
A number of inquires about the House
hold hook are at hand. I know that our
Julia Coman Tnit will let us hear the re
sult uf her applicaton to the publishers
as soon as possible. If the Neale Com
pany does not give us the asked for
terms there may be other publishers
MIDSUMMER.
The locust’s song, discordant, thrills the
air;
Late blossoms rear their heads above
the wall
That ispans the garden, rank wltn
grasses tall.
Where butterflies flit lightly, every
where.
Beyond the slope, tall whispering corn
fields lie;
Dim woodlands waver through the heat
and haze—
And threading all, the hush of August
do yt*—
The .spell of Summer’s golden mystery.
Some subtle sadness steals across the
day—
A fitful wind conies sighing o'er the
hill;
Beneath the sun’s glow, winding gray
and still.
Thu road deserted lies; from o'er the
way
A wild bird carols—and I know not
why.
But sudden loneliness fills earth and
slty.
E. P. DUFFY.
August. 1906.
to her again with ills "please buy.”
"Can yoq tell me If the lady of the
house is at home?"
The question comes from the street in
front of the house. Looking up I saw
a picture agent, as I thought. I have
a dread of tho persistent agent. I told
my little girl to tell him when he came
that I did not want any work done.
Presently he came to the dcg)r and I
heard the little girl say. "Mama doesn't
want any work done,” and he says:
"I am just mound taking names of the
people," and I immediately understood
and went to the doer, making some
trivial excuse. Upon telling my name,
he looked up and said: "That name
sounds familiar to me. Do you write to
the ‘Sunny Household?' ” I told him I
contributed occasionally. He said that
was the
writers tha
confusion
a contributor.
people, who made me their good comrade
and confidante. In their love and esteem
i tounJ soiace tor my one great sorrow.
That group of ha.ppy young girls anu
men are now nearly all married and liv
ing In different cities and states, but
they never forget to write and to speak
affectionately of our pleasant intercourse
In the past.
Now, among all these young men whom
I met frequently, who talked to me freely
and' made me their confident and coun
sellor, not one ever offered me an indig
nity—in word, act, or look. Our friend
ship was plaionic void of passion and
sentimentalism, founded on respect, con-
"carry” a girl out driving; I like to
"take” them to picnics; I enjoy escorting
them to lectures, but I have never been
able to gain my consent to send them
sweets to munch.
She was and is a pianist of exquisite
touch and appreciation. "Fifth Noc
turne” was one of my favorites ar.d she
frequently played it for me. Hers is a
rich, mellow voice and in well rounded
tones she used to sing “He Was a
Prince,” as I played the accompaniment.
But I left tiiat town a year or so ago
and have not seen much of her since that
time. But the memory lingers. Never a
word of "sentiment” passed between us.
And throughout the intervening years
ldn * severed home ties
'Italy Hem perl y," I quite agree with Here™ *-° a ca, l to preach.
ttdence and good sense. Such a friend-! whether by written or spoken word,
ship can be used and not abused. | nothing has come to mar the mutual
once more I find myself surrounded by I pleasure of our acquaintance.,
young people—boys and girls—who love! With her domestic tastes, literary ****
me and whom I love, for now my dear! cation, musical talent, and human sym.
son Is approaching manhood and these! ipathy, it seems to me that the good
nealth and refined family to which she
belongs make her the nearest approach
to my ideal of a happy helpmeet.
Tliis was tne main inspiration of my
letter. But it was a composite girl, was
"Adele,” and several girls helped man»
her what she seems in my letter to her.
I thought my views of marriage were
particularly reasonable and such as could
be realized, after which realization we
could “live happy ever after.” I wrote
at length to a married friend of mine
He is some ten or twelve years oldet-
than I and I give you his words in reply
to what I wrote him. It took all the
"wind out of my sails” and left me limp
ami disheartened.
"Your views of marriage, Pierre.” he
said, "are very sensible, indeed, etc..,
re ' 1 but when the time comes they will
weigh as naught against the Impulse, so
there they are not worth considering.
■Offended? Just wait; time will exon
erate me. Did T not swear to my father
young folks are his friends—and I am
glad to make them my friends as well,
and to help him enjoy sweet and un
tainted companionship
Yes. I believe In platonic love, and I
shake hands with Lomaclta and others.
ftilnes^ V<>Cate ltS ,posslbllit y and its help
this U'? f ^ vore , <J ' T will come again info
this chnrm'ng circle, where there are so
many bright minded and right tanking
rntp. and women, girls and boys.
WOMEN AS PREACHERS AND
_ LECTURERS.
t,mo 1 have been wlShin- to
re. pond to the request of Cue—dear"o'1
g"r G dln Wh ?h aRkPd to Sfve our views te
"finest paper for amateur! the mfnistrv—women entering
at he ever saw." But In my through the’ Iierot L Ues i 0 ~, having risen
I forgot to ask him If he Wu£ . M^havltg’^eve^ h^ ta * "^T
, In the ‘ free. 2 . ' on graduation that I would be at least
you on "platonic” friendship between are preachers west, women 130 years old and worth $10,000 before I
itch thev eyi'J'ythlng j would for one brief moment consider
THE HOUSEHOLD BOOK.
Tn regard to the Household book our
gifted member. Lomaclta, in a private
letter to me gives some excellent sug
gc-stlons, and if followed I am positive
our undertaking will be a success. She
says:
"We would, perhaps, make more sales
if nil the matter going inro the hook were
fresh—never printed before. Couldn’t vou
ask through the Household for every
member to send in his or her very best
eftorts? Then if some did not respond
i'ou could search t lie back numbers of
The Sunny for their best productions.
This would ligiiten your labor and would,
I believe, induce more to buy than If
everything were a reprint. I am sure all
our good writers would be glad to write
something special for your volume, and
that eacli would do the very best work
possible, knowing that It was for the
shut-ins and that the bock would be a
man and woman. especially if one of for which "thev a 'l
them are married. But It Is not so easy tlon. If I- — e talent and incllna-
"to put a rose in his buttonhole witu
your sweetest smile and kiss
tby” when there are children. \
you?
How Is deir little Mattie Bev
ting along with her church?
her in her good work.
Now I will say goodibv and
to come again If "Mother Mob" sees fit j when It Is
marriage? And did I not forthwith pro
to publish this letter. Love to all.
ORAN.
THAT FROZEN MAMMOTH.
(Letter of Professor Vail About It.)
, tarrbd to the extreme, or I wai? quite as good as one of William A.
< n advocates of this cause assume a ] White's, in quality. F. L. Orton may
mannish attitude, t think women neve.- ■ scowl at you for vour lightheartedness,
tain higher honor than when classed ! hut I’m just a frivolous voung bachelor
L womanly women. ! and couldn't.
Writing to the I , r f ason that woman's rights has J Lomaclta, you are a litle like B-anquo's
v» ruing to tne Hicentlfic American con- I'been so stronglv censured - - • ■ . .. *
. | corning the huge mammoth that was ! that
and rid'culed I:
found In polar regions with undigested
grass In Its stomach, Professor Vail the
distinguished scientist, says; "I have’read
with great interest your note upon the |
recent discovery of the body of a mam-
moth found In cold storage by Dr. Herz !
In the ice bound region of eastern Si- i
beria. Tills, it seems to me, is more than
a ‘rosetta stone,' in the path of the 1
geologist. It offers the strongest testi- '
mony in support of the claim that all
the glacial epochs and ail the deluges the j ror p e ‘ s forward with her cause
earth ever saw (and there were many) t arnF ‘ . "Part she is listened to witn
were caused by tDo progressive and sue-1 nr " attention,
cessive decline of primitive earth vapors ‘‘ tne to oman pr% icher tries to dress
ghost in that you keep bobbing up. You
the women who have gone on the * mustn't leave us long!. Mv, that was
platform and info the pulpit, are not ! heartless of you, the way you treated
such women as should repr-sent so grave .me. D’d you read Tom Watson’s August
and Important a reform. They Were j number? He gave another -philippic
bold, aggressive women, who went fur- against socialism and its promulgators,
■ward because they had courage to brav - I Italy Hemperlv, it looks as though you
th.- prejudice of the more narrow I have deserted u\ collectively and indi-
mlnded. The women who would have I vidually. Ditto, Tessa Willingham Rod-
done good and exerted a lasting influ- j '•
erce shrank from making themselves I Helvetia. I am waiting to hear of your
targets of critcism. But when the ri-ht furtllt ' r conquests, and until then, I am
” ‘ your platonically affectionate,
PIERRE LE BEAU.
"A Young Girl's \Y
Century Knight,” "Hi
Driven Back to Eden,” "The Earth j> or (j oven t Garden, in New York city, • from under the spell of that wlerd
Trembled” and "In I,o\'e with His Wif
This last book was the first of Roe's
novels I ever read. 1 was prejudiced
against him by reading that his riuveia
were shallow and commonplace, but I
never read a more delightful story of its
kind than In Love With His Wife.”
The humor in it is delicious. "Miss Lou"
was the last novel tiiat Roe published
! contained the song that has since rung swamp-demon malaria, whose baleful
all around the world, touched more ['power I know too well,
hearts, and evoked more tears and sweet '
sad memories than am- other. The opera. Q>"«e a number of our scattered flock
of "The Maid of Milan" contained the if™ finding their way back to the House-
song. "Home Sweet Home.” One hun- , hold. Among these are those two favo-
dred thousand copies were sold in one ! rl,p members. Ellys and Rachel Brooks
vcar-1832 The publishers made fm- I on - ce Haohelor Girl. There are others we ! and cry over in the years to comen. this be admitted we can plaxs no limits
““I i fortunes hv It but the poor im- ar * '"Tf"* to hear from soon, amon£ when some of us have preceded the to the magnitude and efficiency of cano-
and "Queen of Spades’ his lpt serial | mense fortunes by it. t-the I or im tho Geral(11ne nnd Manana. Annie hers to a fairer shore and we look P>’ avalanches to desolate a world of ex-
lingering about our planet as the cloud I as much as possible Uk» a man—cuts her ! Texas Wonder,
vapors of the planets Jppeter and Saturn I a!lir sllort ""<1 imitates masculine tones j Cures ad Kidney. Bladder and Rheumatic
which are still In process of creation’, : nnd manners—then I have r.o use f,,.- i troubles; sold by ail druggists, or two
linger about those planets today. Allow ^ 1PT ’- hut I have entertained many wo.n- j months’ treatment by mail for $1.00. Dr.
representative one Tiiink about havimr ! me to suggest to my brother geologists nn Poachers in my home, who were ni I E - Hall, 2930 Olive st„ St Louis, Mo.
a volume with Ike's best storv Mar- t,iat remnants of the terrestrial watery j T<tlr «ns manmr who dressed like worn- I
| garet Richards' best sketch of child life I vapors may have revolved about the | en - modestly, and entered the pulpit witn
I Italv's best essay Pierre le Beau's most* e;,rtl1 as a Jupeter-like canopy even ; . ca] m and gentle dignity,
delicate fancies crystallized in a love lot- (low n to very recent geologic times. (The M oman s clubs are a great, advantage
ter. Elam's spfeest courting experience ,ast one fal l In S after the advent of man.) ; to women, they there learn to do things
Tessa's independent views on some con- Surh vapors must fait chiefly in polar' properly in a woman's way.
genial subieet, a summary of evolution ' * and *' through the channel of least re- 1 We n^ed more women of intelligence
arguments from John Mason and his col- i stance and greatest attraction. And
leagues nnd opponents, a socialist debate <*<?rtalnly as vast avalaches of telluric-
by I.on Dare and the thinkers on the cosmic snows, such a canopy or world-
other side, a poem from Essie Phelps roof must have tempered the climate up
Puffv and our other favorite singers, and to the P° le s and thus afforded pnstur-
sn on and so forth n«l infinitum—each a e e to ,he mammoth and his congeners all who earnestly fe<l themselves called
illustrated by a good photograph of the <>f the ar( ' tlc world, making a green- ] to advocate publicly the cause of God
author. Wouldn’t it lie a volume to laugh house earth u^der a greenhouse roof. If, AUTHO-SHO.
this be admitted we can plane no limits Indian Territory.
to teach her not so fortunate sisters.
Like the o! d lady, I must say when will
people learn that a woman is a man too,
and not just a wo •.
May Meda's example be followed by
He wrote a book, "Success With Small j formance.
Fruits" and another, "Play and Profit j As to his love affair In America—it is
in My Garden." He tiled in 1888 of an at- a sweet sad story, but too long to be
tack of neuralgia of the heart, which ! told just now. The heroine was a Geor-
lasted only an hour. ! gia girl—living near me here at Athens—
Mrs. Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitteja beautiful, lovable girl—Mary Harden—
Southworth was a southern w
live of Virginia or Maryland
HAS GOOD TIMES THOUGH A
“FARMERESS.”
May I come In a few moments and
take a seat by unhappy Farmeress? One
was suddenly overtaken 1 morning while churning I read her
and Mattie Howard are others back with misty eves to those bygone uberant life,
gatherings under the old roof tree when "It seems that Dr. Herz's mammoth, like
— our little mother faithfully encouraged many others found buried in glacier Ice
none of you are grudging tho | us all to bring out tho best that was In with their food undigested in their stom
space given to the talks about evolution ' us, and where a little sympathy and D rovp s
and socialism. They are the topics of
the hour. The ministers in every denomi
nation are divided on the question of ev
lution and tho higher interpretation u. ...... „ ^ a. - . - . , .. ,,
the Bible, while every paper and maga- ; representative word from each member, ma! ' have been nn all-competent source; few minutes reading,
, . . zine is talking socialism. We want to 1 of the Household and a good picture of . of glacial snows and we ma Y gladly | cleanliness rid m> • 1
oman, n.a-, daughter of General Harden, who enter- k with the processlon-do we not? i the author Let us hove the editor's pi C - | escape the unpbilosophic alternative that pests. As for fleas—say, but wouldn t I'
, 1 forget tained Marquis Lafayette when he visited | CO rres
traps and
summer
CAMPING OUT ON THE LAKES.
You city people do not know what you
miss by not spending the summer at
least in the green, quiet, beautiful coun
try. I like to visit the city occasionally,
but 1 am always glad to return to my
lovely country home. I know that ail
country homes are not as inviting as
mine; I live 2 miles from a river and
within a day’s ride of eight lakes. Some
of these are not large, but all abound
in fish, and what is better than camping
out on the green banks of a fish-tenanted
lake with a party of jolly, congenial
friends? We have had fruits and melons
this summer in lavish abundance.
Our country home is no pokey old
'place. Indoors we have plenty of sources
of entertainment—'books, magazines, mu
sic, an "ji-gan, gaiitar, mandolin and
graphophone. For outdoor diversion we
have riding, driving or horseback and in
buggies. I enjoy nothing so much as a
breezy gallop in the early morning or
the late afternoon. It puts new life and
energy into me. It is a great remedy for
espondents express their in- j tore, too, if he will oblige us. for he has ' the ear'll f\ row cold lT ? order >° S et its ! hate to be a dog or cat on Farmeress’
letters telling- about travels and Ufe in
small farm, And the "help” all to the j fh^r^nt sections. I wish more of you
richer farmers, but If a hired man I tell of the plaoes you have seen, as
should come to me I would know a 4-inch i * s and instructive to us
from a "Johnson wingr.” j stay-at-homes. MADGE.
Texas.
scrape
I take preat delight in the Household.
which, and resident for many years- Savannah. Mary Hard cry who never j {"”•.£ in~‘thi"Ho"usehold'"discussions and j Encouraged' u s ' m'uch.“T'want The"‘£hoto I casement of snow, while, as I see It, it I premises; just try a box of insect pow- | * shall not try to'name my favorites
until she died in 1859-ln her home at married, died twenty real's ago. Some j sav they are glad to w informed on ; of M. E. B., that has stood guard over | S'* snows and then grew cold. ders or a box o,f Jacobs dog soap and , aa Tae “ a ;f sa
Georgetown, near Washington city, other time I will tell you her love story. current topics in such a pleasant, col- our page for so long. Even if it makes "During the igneous age the oceans see how soon you will be hid of these | so^TOen. ^^.parHeurarlj^enjO^ tho
Doubts have been cast on her being aj M. E. B. j haquial way. But you see we give these 1 the volume cost twice as much I believe ! went to the skies In the form of vapor agile gentlemen. Me, too live on
southern woman through her having! I subjects only a corner of our room. it will pay us in the long run to have the al°ng with a measureless fund of mineral
•written a novel ‘‘Retribution,” directed | EILYS COMES HOME. I ‘ photos. It would treble the value of [and metalic sublimations, and If we con-
against slavery. But this novel was: Friends of *he Household: T had tar-j The accident of a missing page lias the book to me, for the paper used to ! cede these vapors formed into an an-
•wrltten for revenue only. It was her) r jci so long that I fear my seat among prevented me from thanking the sender j print The Sunny does not reproduce a
first story, begun as a serial for “The „„„ „,r er come wmtrer I of a beautiful souvenir booklet contain- 1 goocl likeness of our members at all.
National Era,” the same anti-slavery pa-|
per in which “Uncle Tom's Cwbin" was, - - , -; renn., a city tuai wm atwmo >>c in,-*., .ui, „ _ „
published a little later. Indeed “Retribu-: permission, and fol.owing the examples. beautiful hospitality with which it en- 1 fished in the Household would increase
lion” was tha prelude of Uncle Tom and of our dear Mrs. Buckner and jolly ; beautiful hospitality with which they en- , the sule wonderfully.”
no doubt suggested tiiat story to Mrs.' Mrs Stratncr. also Mrs. Reddy Mary* tertained its women press members. I Now what do you think of this? I am
Pettus Thomas and others. I shall claim j would like to have a P" ata * ’‘"Vi"'" >’ er >' anx, °’ 13 ,hat hBve a . book ’ a " d
. . T * sender of the booklet that T mat forward | have one we must. We can first try tho
a new place in mj own name. I hate h|m the a<3dr ess of our John Mason. By; N oaie Publishing Company, and should it
been more In favor all along of drop-1 ^way. Moonshiner hap sent me a : refused, why we can then try else-
ping our noms. than in holding an elec- j phot, of himself and I would like to j where. J. Mat Clark published his book
- 1 ------ '* 1 ' '■ ' neater;
nular system and returned during the
of a beautiful souvenir booklet contain- good likeness of our members at all. ! agf s 1" grand installments, some of them j j do a ]{ ln y work most of the time;
ing views of picturesque Knoxville, when you have finished compiling the. bringing down to the age of man, we still have leisure to read ail the books I ^, ^inTirmiiifn
Tenn., a citv that will atways be held in \ book I think a table of contents pub- may explain many things dark and per- arK i magazines I can get. As for cook- WxiO AKB THE SOCIALISTS
* — 1 - ' *- ' ’* ,Q7A ' 1 - 1 “Water cannot rise above its level
S oove. Mrs. Southworth intended to
•writie only a story running through a few
numbers of the Era. Site was 'burdened
with work and trouble. Tier husband had
just deserted her anil her children; site
was tea«-hing a small school, nursing her! tion for
Invalid boy, doing all her house work; gostdl by
and bearing a heavy heart, crushed as' n a nt Lomacit
she says by slander. Under the cir- 1
cumstances, she undertook to write the
•lory for which The Era would pay her j 1
as”
soo:
li
a Household favorite, as sug- * publish Mr. Mason's with it, having only j himself and no volume could be r
■ our Lone Star member, hril-1 lately given the counterfeit presentment j sp as a last resort w e can "pass £
lacita 1 had no doubt about <>*' “pinevwoods sage. ' as Mr. Mason j hc hat -. and collect enough amon,
laclta. 1 had no ooudi aomu j nl „ st republish Dm Dares. , to have a thousand or
capturing all the votes, but I dId picture ... - .... .. 1
,'e misgivings as to subsequent events ; in qjg
pie:
>xing. As far back a* 1874 1 published^ j ngi verv simple meals are good enough !
some of titese thoughts in pamphlet form | f . or ug and Bave W nrk More «*?en the i "Pnre water cannot flow from an im
and it is with the hope that some of the | ]ps ' arp pnton so •• instead of j pure fountain.”
thinkers of the twent e 1 ce j being mixed with sugar and dough. (Old
look after them fitat 1 g. P i Woman. I’m going to bring my "sweet-
canopy theory.
•anopy ineory. .... P «Arv I heart" over and let you convince him
rtat feature In the structure ’of our j about that stove, so that I shall get
iluuet corresponds with the order pf on 'f-> _ u...
quaint bird's nest cottage that
— ret was exquisitely com-
for
on his
re the
the publisher wrote: Keep on; it is; beautiful halr-June .Rose, for instance I ‘’".‘p ty S cot-
ftxjpular; bring: in some torci-ole anti- A , _ ^
Slavery situations, and we will pay lib- AH. dear June Rose. I .beseech you when ta ge. the readers have
1 that election is pulled off to stand; Lydia asas 11 moj
Some one asks if Lon still lives . copies issued. We could, after
1 planet corresponds
around i events narrated in sacred history, and
among our- j -;e find in the planet itselt the proof
ng our | the Blble record is true. In the in-
E-rally.
kept on-thinking of the
published in The
sick boy and the w If at the door. The | not upon the order of going.” tout swiftly; preserved a c . p ^ ip 1 ” ton ‘ years ago , begin-
story grew into a novel, it was brought gather thy rippling tresses up front the! , nn . J *
and
floor and “hie thee hence" lest thy I
rted on her long and 1 “ Crow ning glory" should come to gTief. ,
.Ha/ «°hl e ‘ S ,„ „ Sit here, Little Mother? My! how flat-
ning:
Is it nothing to you. oh. ye fathers.
That your sons are enticed into sin .
She once knew the poem and used it
a recitation, tout has forgotten it, and
out in a book, which sold well
forsaken wife started
prosperous career
Her books are legion. She was a most.
prolific writer. The New York ledger! tered 'I feel, for really I deem it an
engaged' her at a generous salary to * honor to be sandwiched between sweet
write serial stories that were issurl in j MarAirot Foster and one of my prime| j^st her copy of the verses,
hook form when they had run through j favorites, versatile Geraldine. And here's,
the paper. It goes without saying that! Paradox and the baby, cunning little rns- j E m tl asks: "Is The Sunny South a
the stories so rapidly writ ten were often i C al; see wtoat a comfort the little fellow! Woman's rights paper? I had a dispute
faulty In style and crude in con.cep- I j s during ;hls period of sorrow. I would I yesterday with a gentleman, who said
tion. but they had (iie magnetic vitalism | give much to know vou personally. Par-[that the paper advocated woman suf-
that only a born story teller can Impart,] a dox, for sure you have a strong, earn-! frage. I believe in it myself, and would
and some of them, ns “Ishmacl,” “Vivia, ’• character and such a tender, moth-' like to take a paper that would keep
’’The Hidden Hand,” and “The Deserted 1 er ] V heart Mv love nnd sympathy like tne Informed of the movement.' Die
Mifo, tvero wrought out with imaging- j w Hte-tvlnged messengers I waft to you. [ Sunny South has never discussed wom-
t!ve and creative power. And h „ r( . j s Ita i v Hemnerlv. looking as ! tin's right to vote—that topic being con-
few
view
onterprisl
besieged the Southworth home again and
again, only to meet with polite refusals
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entertaining: anti humorous
address ^at a recent meeting of the
South Carolina press people captured
that body to ft man.
had ??azed dreamily at that rare Teni, , . _ _ . ^,11, 1
ganlen. and so ha.T I. "Haelleve" you I Enterprise), edited and published by Mr.,
remarked confidcnt'ally. and I waited ex- ! v irglnia D. 1 oung to ho a " '
poet ing to hear you state that you be-! v oenteof womans rights to equal rpe-
Tlevod there -were violets 'here tout no 1 sentation—is a most womanly, dimming
ll-s say and my violets ' and dainty little tron-heloved by a
vanish from the oool depths of the fern ] eood^hushand.^ ajlellBhtfiilW^k-
dell. Poor Grandpa, I'm afraid you hurt | anu 11
his feelings.
Well. Annie Va'enTlne. so glad to greet
you. ton. How did T recognize you,
child? Why, toy the mischief 'winkling
In your eyes. T want you to sit near
me, and I hope your sense of humor will
he contagious. T’m such a melancholy
body. My! my! how Meh's family has
grown: so many new nnd striking faces.
Surely that must he Ossie over there by
Rachel Brooks. They are talking n/hnut
children. I'm sure. Thank you. Ossie,
for your complimentary references *o my
sketch. " T x>st On the Prairies ” And t^nt
reminds me T must seek out Maud Muller
nnd tell her the sequel to n "Sou'hern
thing has been decided, send Ijomaeiia
$1.50 In advance for a copy of the book,
and in this way collect enough to pub
lish it ourselves. One thing is certnin,
we will have a book, and i hope all of
you that are Interested in the matter
will write me privately or make known
your ideas through The Sunny. Mizpah.
dear, let us hear from you, and J. Mat
Clark, tell us what you thing of it.
Woodland Wanderer. Smiling Jonas and
all of you "Old North State" boy-. I
like you and feel tiiat you will assist
your "fellow states" In this undertaking,
for I am a Nortli Carollnnn also.
JULIA COMAN TAIT.
1233 MlsFlsslpp: Ave., Memphis, Tenn.
A BAD BOOK AND A GOOD ONE.
Dear Household Friends—Suppose a« a
further variation of our Housenold talks
we take the hook tiiat has caused us to
think, or helped us to net better and glvg
our Ideals of the book, its author, etc.
Book' are like people—some help us,
others hurt tis. others merely divert u3
for the moment, and we often waste
time !n reading them. It is not often
that I consider time wasted which I
give to a book, but I do consider that I
wasted time when I waded through the
'‘House of Mirth.” "House of Shame
would have been a better title. 'Tis a
rather coarse, loose book, the kind that
does more harm than good.
"Canrlle of Understanding,” by Mrs.
Elizabeth Wetmore, was a fine treat I
enjoyed some weeks ago. This book goes
to prove that the call for home le nat
ural; that no matter how far we roam,
the call comes and though we fight it
down, we must go back. The chief at
traction to me was that the book was a
southern story, the people were from
my own state, and the cnll came from
the same city whence my heart-call
often comes, gay. bright New Orleans.
Not much of a plot. Just -showing how
tei est of true science.
W. A. WHITCOMB.
respondent about the school, either in
a private communication, or in a letter
to the Household. Also, will our val
ued Washington City member tell us
something ns to the reliability of the
National Press Association In tile Corcor
an building—concerning which several of
■Bird's Nest." You remember a ven-. olIr friends have inquired. Our House-
croMe friend or pMne llveii with his 1 it ■ lo i Dolil members keep well informed as to
wife In n snug Tittle borne where they j "Correspondence Courses" of instruction,
■were very, very ha/my among their flow- j and j have no doubt some one of yon
ers. etc., until the li.’tle wife died, ’"uv-; eon tell one of our band where she may
Ing her wh'te-halrod spouse broken , find an optloal corresjymenee course,
hearted and alone. Mv heart went out ! which informs one how to Judge of lenses
to my aged friend In his loneliness, so T — d to fit eyes with proper glasses,
o-rnte the sketch that appeared in .th. •
Household, and many of on- kind mem- j f believe our Florida friends are lux-
toers wrote to him. nnd among them an I urlating in dolco far niente, eating
»«q|ma!ble widow from Alabama. Now] guavas, and lying In hammocks, swayed
f’-lpud*. i>n]U-n Vi-'i Thr-es- e- .\u‘ r ‘rio | hv sen breezes, else we would hear from
T’m no matchmaker, and don't plead .dear Mrs. Stratner. Grandpa and Grand-
guiltv to ‘he charge. Put while T xvys j ma, Mr. and Mrs. Pleas Magnolia. Fan-
snendl-g the autumn among the floor- i nie McDonald, and our long absent aq.il
gle hills, this senfagenaHan friend of, always welcome member from De Ijind.
mire don-iol Ills Prince Albert pe n t and
journeyed all the way to Birmingham Mabel Clare Randal and Arkansas
after a bride twenty years h1s junior, I Traveler, will you each favor us with
nn d the ho—*- r o>o ~o— | joar address, as it Is asked for by sev-
other “nest” in the old Spnnl*h town of. eral correspondents. “Old Woman,” I
Nacogdoches. Texns. ( have forwarded you a letter and nn-
Annle. don't he too hard on Elam, just sw&red several requests for your address,
dash him off n -erse o- two to soo'he I Also I have given your address to various
his wounded feelings. Put It good and I applicants, dear Lomaclta—and have to-
.strong. Anntce. for T've a suspicion tha* [ day forwarded you some letters written
those digs of yours left him nrettv so re. In response to your kind offer of the
ELLYS BUNLYiN MORRIS. biographies. I trust you are having a
Mrs. Lee Langley, of Blacksliear, Ga..
wishes to be told whether there Is an , - - , . . .
art school In Washington city. I feel strong: afactor true love Is and what
sure there is an art school there, but It goad m ?." da 'to obtain «" d keep it.
would he nice if our eallant Austin Rust Mr ' Roddj - 1 side "Itli the man In
of° U the Capl'to, CitT woum‘ttll our R cor: ^
respondent about the school, either In r,0 °. i v . 0,, . r . stnr >‘ from ,lfe '. takln S for
granted that he was as good a man as
he had built his ideal woman to be;
thei> he was not to blame for ceasing to
ec'eem a woman who had exposed her
heart in letters to strange men. I don t
blame my sex. I always tr’ to give
them the full benefit of the doubt, but
tell me would a modest, sensible gi*( go
so contrary to her sen^e of right and
wrong as to write such nonsense »o a
man s-he had never seen? If, on the
other hard, this man was not as good as
he desired his wife to he, then, of course
he had no right to sit In Judgment on
ner and pronounce so harsh a sentence
MIZPAH.
A MORNING HOUR’S COMEDY.
"Hey. what you got to sell?" asks a
little boy as he sees a loaded wagon
coining along. ‘‘Watermelons,’’ was th«
reply. “How much?" "Five, 10 and 15
cents.”
Away funs the little fellow to tell
his mother. “Mama, buy a melon,
please," he bej;s. “Not this morning,
dear." “But, mama, you can get one
for a dime.”
Sometimes the mother gives way and
buys a melon to h's great delight, and
then again she is firm.
We can hear these questions repeated
many times during the morning, and the
little feet running to tel! mama to
"please buy something," until the mother
bgcomw weary and XPrbids him coming
LOVE CAN ONLY SLEEP.
My love was deep as the ocean,
And my hopes went o'er the sea.
But limes torever in motion
Has drifted iny own from me—
But time f< rever in motion
Has left me the lonely sea.
Her love like summer, ranging,
Waa warm wltih her tender heart.
But the seasons forever changing
Have drifted us far apart—
But the seasons forever changing,
Brought winter to her heart.
Yet hope is high as the heavens.
And love can only sleep.
While the morning star anil the sevens
Glide o'er the sapphire deep;
While the morning star and the sevens
Ah, love can only sleep!
WILL GUNTER.
Jasper, Ala.
AN INCIDENT.
While talking with a group of miners
a tlnv, neatly dressed crippled girl came
to u6 and after timidly greeting the
group, lifted wistful eyes to us and pre
sented a pathetic bit of verse telling of
her condition and appealing for aid.
There were at least twenty miners in
the group—men who had broken all do
mestic ties and had long ceased to know
What peoples believe in socialism?
What class of citizens in this country
are believers in the theory of socialism?
Chiefly the ignorant, vicious, anarchistic
foreigners. True, there are a few—a
very few—great minds that accept its
teachings, but the great bulk of the
oclalistic army comes from the ranks
The morning Is a very busy time, hut
cold supper is always served at my
table, so that after dinner there Is a | of tho dissatlsfled . oppTessed subJe ots of
long time to rest, read or sew. 1 hen a tyrannical government. Socialism had
late in the afternoon we may try a few lts blrth ln Europe where the caste*, no
pieces on that cabinet organ wnich hfiMty and favoritism of a monarchy nat-
poor Desperation told you all about. llr ally drove people to this extreme
Then off to the melon or grape vines. , And Jt , s fl . om thes „ countrl{<s that PO _
the berry patch, or garden, to gather dalism gets the hulk of its recruits. So-
something for the tamorrnw.
I like best to spend a while with my
flowers early every morning. Little
Mater, isn't it good to wnke up and get
work off before the hot hours of mid
day? A can of milk is let down in the
well, which Is our refrigerator; but I'm
planning an Ice chest so that I can have
a refrigerator, too. Nearly every Sunday
there is somewhere to go, if one cares
to get off from home; ’"all-day singings"
are good, if you know how to enjoy them.
Then there nre picnics and excursions
off from home, and visits to be made
around among the good folk of the coun
try—no need to be shut In jvir own
home.
But I "could All volumes” on the pleas
ures of farm life, but must say adieu,
wishing poor Farmeress and all her kind
GOOD LUCK.
ADELE—A PLATONIC LOVE.
Eugenie, I call that downright mean I :V? V< * a frond time, reading, walking.
cialism does no't appeal to an American,
because we already eqjnv the blessings
held out n socialism ’nth the added
iilo'sing- that we retain our individuality.
Socialism appeals strongest to those per
sons who have been deprived of fthose
things held out in socialism, and In their
great desire to possess those blessings
they are tvilling to accept them even at
the surrender of their personality and
individuality.
Granting that the theory of socialism
Is high and holy, how can it ever be
realized rvhen Its advocates are lacking
in character, morn.- culture and every
qualification necessary to the accom-
’•il.shment of high and holy things?
Can pure water flow from an impure
fountain? COUSIN REDDY’.
THE GIRL ON THE FARM.
I TO-ant Miserable to pay me a visit. I
•live on a large (seven-horse) farm, but I
*■*'-*' , — . . | , __ v\ imc iu ten vtFii i nui nil
the affection of the home circle, hut as unrnt 3| mad nnd unmarried.
each man gave the pale crippled child a
tive-dollar bill there were tears In his
eyes and no doubt the memory of a far
away sister or child. The miners may be
rough on the outside, but they have
kind and loyui hearts.
DURYVARD HORTON.
MY EXPERIENCE OF PLATONIC
FRIENDSHIP.
I married a western physician, much
older than myself. He was a society
man w» U polished manners and sehm.tr-
lv attainments; also he was moral and
upright. I sincerely loved and esteemed
him.
to make me tell on myself. But George
Washington and I have always been
truthful when, we have found it to be
necessary. And now it seems I must
"own up." My first Impulse was to tell
you "Adele" had accepted me. But wis- .
dom got the better of folly and now I | b,, t being an only child, I long for com-
wrlte to tell you I am still In the lists, | panions.
What has become of our Tallula? I
, . ,-is-
itlng, eating fruit and playing games.
Every morning nfrer I havp practiced
an hour on the yiane, nnd read some
French. I am off for a gallop on my
precious pony. Buzz, or rowing on the
river. Often I play croquet or tennis.
Famous authors have so seldom been ' hope she will send the Household a long
sufficiently considerate of the reading | epistle soon, explaining her absence and
public, nnd future generations. I am an ITromising never to Vie away so long
altruist and snail tell you of Adele nnd again Tooka. I like you, enrrie again,
what inspired the letter. Kind, isn’t it. Mother M. E. B.. rvhat has become of
'Eugenie? [onr once beloved and long-absent fa-
Once upon a. time—a little over four I vorlte. Will Ward Mitchell? I have
years ago. to be explicit—I met a girl j missed him dreadfully,
who at first didn't attract me so much i Annie Valentine, are you fond of tennis?
as several others whom I met at the | If so. please take pity on me and come
same entertainment. But later I saw down and play some with me this sum-
more of her and grew to like her. She mer. (Elam doesn't know where I live )
was a eplendkl musician, a good conver
sationalist. a sympathetic listener, an
untiring church and settlement worker,
and a bread-winner, too. There was al
ways a cheeriness about her home, a
We went to a city to live. lie lieu . wplconlp from the .. oId foIk{!i - and an un _
"fashionable practice, and I was much rpstra ., nt wbolIv delightful,
in society. Being young and lively 1 was | 0np wasn't expected to send flowers
r.aturall) much sought toy the joulhuii, and elnd | 0 ,_ And during twn rears of
contingent. Y'oung men and girls became social Intercourse x did not feel'Jnclined
my .mod comrades. I was with them
often In their gatherings. When mj- 'hus
band could not accompany me, I had
as an escort his best friend—a man of
liis own age, who took fatherly care of
me.
My safeguard was this—I loved my
husband dearly, and I let It toe seen and
well understood. In all our pleasant
merry making. I never forgot that I was
•the wife of a go Jd- man who also loved
and trusted me. 1 would have died
rather than betray that trust. The.
young people relied on me—confided in
me-camc to me with their little diflflcul-l
ties and w>'.h their hopes and plans. Ours
was a platonic friendship—pure, true and,
as I sincerely believe—'mutually helpful. I
Nothing ever occurred to mar the purity *
of this relation. ]
After six years my husband died. Thej
bereavement was a severe trial to me. |
I left the city and returned to my coun
nor called ig-ion to do so. In fact, that
Is strictly against my religion. I like to
" Mj- most ardent desire is to see things
"hum'' down here on this sleepj- old
place, and I believe you could do it.
You won't have any coto-s to milk, either,
as old Aunt Mittie is far too selfish to
resign the job in .voitr favor.
But, oli! i promised M. K. B. I would
only stop a moment! Hoping I will
be welcome, n-IIl go, with lots of love
to all from a
ST. MARY'S SCHOOL GIRL.
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