The bulletin. (Irwinton, Wilkinson County, Ga.) 191?-19??, July 25, 1913, Image 2

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Newspaper Page TextWQS WK)-”’ WRDrORE- MINISTER SAYS CUBA IS PROSPEROUS of administration among the leaders of the liberal party is to be expected. No political party in any country retires from power without regret. Cuba is no different. But that there will be revolution or even bitter partisan feel ing because of the election of General Menocal, I do not believe. Certainly there will be no revolution. We shall have political fights, of course, but no bloodshed. “President Menocal assumes office with the feeling of the utmost cor diality for the United States. PRINCESS MARY TO DANCE TANGO Queen Mary has given another ex ample of the strictness of her views of propriety. At the same time she has shown that she is not prejudiced and is perfectly open to conviction if her views are satisfactorily proved to be erroneous. The queen is an Excellent and en thusiastic dancer and she has had both the Prince of Wales and Prin cess Mary carefully taught in this art. Hearing recently of an excellent teacher of dancing, a Mrs. Marshall, who lives in Kensington, the queen, after making inquiries, determined to send her daughter to her to take les sons. Mrs. Marshall teaches quite young girls in the best society. Queen Mary gave the strictest in structions that her daughter. Princess Mary, should not be taught or even allowed to see danced any of those modern dances which may be grouped under two headings, the tango and ragtime, any approach to which is rigidly barred from Buckingham palace, or any dance which is attended by the queen on account of her particular disapproval. A few days ago, however, the dancing mistress earnestly begged Queen Mary to see some of these dances, assuring her of their grace and perfect propriety. The queen saw half a dozen of Mrs. Marshall’s pupils dancing the tango and some varieties of ragtime steps. The result was that the queen freely admitted that there was nothing objectionable in what she saw and the princess has been allowed to learn these dances. PRESIDENT’S DAUGHTER TO WED service and is noted for her intense in£erest in settlement work. Mr. Sayre was born in 1885 in South Bethlehem, Pa. He entered Will iams college in 1905 and was manager of the football team. He organized and was president of the Good Government club and is a Y. M. C. A. worker. STEFANSSON POLAR EXPEDITION SAILS Official ceremonies having been held and Dr. Vilhjalmar Stefansson and party sailed from Victoria, B. C., the other day, on an „ exploring and ethnological expedition in the Arctic on the steamer Karluk. The official photographs of the members of the scientific staff were taken for the government archives and a luncheon was given to Mr. Stefansson by the members of the government of British Columbia. At the end of the luncheon Sir Richard Mcßride, on behalf of the people of British Columbia, presented to Mr. Stefansson a silver plate en graved with a suitable legend and containing also the names of all the members of the staff. Doctor Anderson, who commands the Victoria Island division, and Cap tain Bartlett of the Karluk also re plied on behalf of the expedition. The Stefansson expedition differs from most of the other Polar under- takings in that its objects are practical and commercial. Its purposes are to learn whether a Polar continent exists; to map the islands already discovered east of the mouth of the Mackenzie river; to make a collection of the Ar\tic flora ?nd fauna; to survey the channels among the islands in the hope of established trade routes. = Pablo Desvernine Galdos, the new Cuban minister, reached Washington a few days ago and was officially re ceived by President Wilson. “Cuba is on the highway to peace and prosperity,” said Mr. Galdos. “The change of administration was accomplished without the slightest friction, and for the first time in the history of the republic an outgoing president handed over the govern ment to a Cuban. You must remem ber that when Cuba was declared in dependent General Wood relinquished the government to the provisional president, Mr. Palma, who later was elected president, and retired upon the second intervention of the Amer icans. Then Governor Magoon as sumed control, to retire when General Gomez was elected. “The inauguration of General Men ocal, therefore, marks a date of his torical importance to Cuba. That there should be regrets at a change President and Mrs. Wilson the other day announced through a White House statement the engagement of their daughter, Misu Jesgie Woodrow Wilson, to Francis Bowes Sayre of Lancaster, Pa., and New York city. Mr. Sayre is an attorney attached to the office of District Attorney Whit man. The wedding is expected to take place next November in the White House. While close friends of both fami lies have known of the engagement for some time, announcement was withheld until the first anniversary of Mr. Wilson's nomination at the Balti more convention. Miss Wilson is t-wenty-four years old. She was born in Princeton, N. J., and is a graduate of Goucher college, Baltimore, Md. She was an honor girl at the Bal timore College for Women. She has always been devoted largely to social THE BULLETIN, IRWINTON, GEORGIA. PROPOSED TEMPLE OF ALIMONY z TO MEH NEEDS OF THE DIVORCED ® 1 8k V One of these days some American futurist will put in black and white a cohception of that great American in dustry, divorce. It will be a fear ful thing—a rep tilian mammoth, hydra-headed, of course, with pink eyes; horned, fanged, bat-eared, whiskered, ser pent-tongued, with dozens of snaky tentacles ending in sharp claws. And it will have an inscrutable Mona Lisa smile, predicts Kate Masterson in the New York Sunday World. Beside it the octopus will appear as harmless as a household pet and as innocent as a primer illustration. It will be part ichthysaurus with just a strain of ornithionites giganteus. And its real kennel name will be nine-syl labled, ending with a sneeze. Like the inscrutable smile, translat ed, it will mean: “Am I so terrible after all? Isn’t there a big interro gation point in the minds of all think ing persons as to -whether I don’t fill my place in the big scheme?” Os course there are always the com mandments to confront us when we feel progressive and broad-minded. But these are the days of eugenics and home-made marriage services and no marriages at all in some homes — mostly bungalow's. One hesitates to think what things might be if, for instance, there were no divorce. It used to be a disgrace in the old times—but many things were disgraceful in the old days—suf frage, for instance. Suffragists and divorcees are found in the best fami lies nowadays. There is a certain chic about it for a woman. It is almost as good as being a real widow. Besides that you will note, like neu rasthenia and paranoia, common per sons never have it. They can’t afford it It doesn’t thrive in the tenement districts. But when you get to the elevator apartments where there are Divorce is one of the Giant Commer cial Growths of the Age. two or three baths to a flat and maids leashed to dogs, there it flourishes like a bay tree. Not Always So Common. Our great-grandmothers and fathers did without it to a great extent and went on cheerfully throwing the china at each other till death did them part. Sex questions were ignored. Now they teach the answers in the schools. There are no more of the scorching love affairs or the blistering letters except in the police news. It is woman that has changed, of course. Sir Galahad is not much heard of at the ladies’ clubs. He be longed to a time when they used to have stereopticon views and a cham ber of horrors called a Family Album on the marble-topped parlor table. These made up the joy of life. Men and women respected each other and there was less comradeship between them in marriage and out of it than now. And divorce was not considered at all nice. Show girls didn’t run off with col lege boys and enter into the holy bonds on a dare, for it wasn’t so easy to escape and win on the almony ques tion when the honeymoon was over. This was back in the eighteen-fifties. But with the early sixties divorce began to boom. They started to keep track of them. There were about ten thousand a year. Now there are ninety thousand. It is one of the giant commercial growths of the age. It wraps up mil lions of dollars in its claws. It gives occupation to thousands —lawyers, clerks, typists, all busy in the big mill. It occupies blocks of office buildings. It uses tons of stamps, stationery, pens, ink, copying machines. It con sumes fortunes in telegraph and tele phone tolls. It keeps gangs of hard-working pri vate detectives busy day and night getting blue prints to back up their statements. It rides in taxicabs and stops at hotels invariably named after the saints. Divorce evidence obtained under an eagle’s wing seems to carry weight with a jury. Has Tried Many Residences. Divorce flitted about for a while looking for a suitable residence. It tried Rhode Island—it planted itself on the rock where the Pilgrim Fathers discovered the first clambake—then swished off to Dakota. It even visited blue-biddled Philadelphia. Then it planted itself in the health ful climate of Reno, where it has built up a flourishing, fashionable cottage colony, with delightful hotels, bridge, drives, boating, bathing and fishing. Here life moves to music while one waits for the papers. The social life is charming. Jones sojourning while he sheds Mrs. J.—whom he married through a misunderstanding—meets Mrs. Smith, who is severing her home ties. Both expect to be bored to ex tinction. They meet and find that life has only just begun for them. They go back east, married. A genius for statistics has figured out the amount of money that changes hands in this way and suggests tne establishment of an alimony bank. Here the tremendous divorce plant could be centralized. The payments and disbursements of moneys could be transacted. The scheme stretches out in endless vistas. Divorced persons are often singu larly sensitive about their troubles. They need careful handling. The ali mony b^nk could make sympathy and delicacy the rule with its clients. Em ployed might be chosen who had them- Sir Galahad Is Unknown at the Ladies’ Clubs Today. selves been through the process and would know, therefore, all the little points of importance. Reads Like Ideal Plan. There would be no mixups. Alimony getters and alimony payers would have different departments and en trances. A cheerful atmosphere would be cultivated. There would be no hard feelings or criticisms or gossip. There might be afternoon tea. And as in so many cases the di vorced make up their differences and marry again there could be a regular chaplain who would retie the knot quietly, cut the service and omit all unnecessary swank and show. The timid ex-wife going to draw her first payment would be met at the entrance doorway by an usher in smart uniform who would take her up in a plush-lined elevator to the proper office and window. If she didn’t like checks she could get antiseptically sprayed and germless money. Naturally embarrassed and con fused, she would be offered tea and cakes and then politely shown out of a secret door opening on another street. For, as some one once said, it is nothing to be seen going any place, it is to be seen coming out that counts. For, of course, divorce is not yet quite respectable. That is one of the charming things about it. That is what made Reno such a pleasant place to stop—far pleasanter, for instance, than Chautauqua or the East Aurora farm. Culture isn’t everything. Many Possibilities in Idea. The concentration and localization of divorce in this Temple of Alimony would rob it of many of its terrors. It. would give it a cachet. Remember what a dreadful sort of trade pawn broking used to be. And now look at it as it is carried on in little white marble buildings resembling Carnegie libraries or Turkish baths, with rows of motors at the door. The idea teems with possibilities and there isn’t the shadow of a doubt that what to the thoughtless reader may seem a jest will be one of the realities of the future. For there is no stamping it out. Divorce is growing Divorce Doesn’t Thrive in the Tene ment District. and, while laws may be made which will restrict it and make it more diffi cult, men and women will wrench the bonds asunder when they find them troublesome. As it stands at present it must al ways be a wrench and a wrangle. Law yers control it now and make it as elaborate as possible. The more fuss there is about litigation the higher the price. The Temple of Alimony would have to secure a high priest—one of those terribly bald men with eyeglasses whose name has never been touched by the breath of scandal. This is al ways a wise move when running any thing at which the finger of scorn is likely to point. The Amalagamated Alimony Amelio rative association would have to have one of these Who’s Whos. And to stun reporters, investigators or muck rakers there should be a chaste wait ing room with plush rugs for the weary feet of the alimonyettes to tread upon. Literature of Right Order. Also a heavy, oblong, important looking table with impressive legs. STATISTICS OF DIVORCE In 1867 there wae an average of 27 divorces in every 100,000 of population. In 1907 the divorces numbered 72,062, the estimated increases in five years periods being 30 per cent. New York furnishes only 20 divorce to every 100,000 of pop; ulation. About 9,000 men In New York are paying alimony. Figuring $35 a month as a fair average, the total alimony pay ments a year in New York reach $3,780,000. And on this in neat rows some of the more serious magazines. The litera ture of the temple of alimony would be-one of the most important items. It should by all means include a Book of Divorce Etiquette. Francis Crowninshield could get one up splen didly. He did that Rules for Dinner Conversation—a book that no one who pretends to be anyone can afford to be without. You may recall the beginning page. To start conversation gracefully with a dinner neighbor who may be un known to you, take up your roll and ask smilingly: "Is this my bread or yours?” If ever a manual of this sort was needed badly it is In this matter of divorce. Because everything is at present so crudely ordered in regard to the mat ter no one knows what to do. If two divorced people were to meet and shake hands in friendly fashion, or even appear decently civil to each oth er, they would be talked about. As a general thing they are so happy over the separation that they have only the most grateful feelings for each other. The one matter that seems to create dissension- —and this also should be arranged by some decisive, just set of rules —is the division of the worldly goods—the wedding presents, the plate. . Proper Division a Requisite.. Who gets the canary? Which is to,, have faithful Fido? It is all right for Annabel to take the pearls that Alfred has given her —the toilet ivory—but it would seem as though she might leave him the silver cigarette box which his best man gave him. If half the Annabels and the Alfreds could be separated on probation, as some of the judiciaries are now doing, they would make up their rows. Any number of couples would fall on each other’s necks and go out of the court room weeping tears of joy. Nerve fagged, tired men who feel that their wives dislike them; neu rotic, novel-fed women who think he doesn’t love them any more, rush into divorce without in the least meaning to, do so. The Temple of Alimony might help them to make up their minds. Not every indignant wife is as sure of her Our Grandparents Were Content With Throwing 'Round the Family China. exact requirements as the colored lady who appeared in a southern court to complain that her husband was unduly attentive to other ladies of his ac quaintance. She recounted some of his offenses. "I see,” said the judge sympathetical ly; "I suppose, then, madam, that you wish to obtajn a divorce?” "Divawse” —protested the lady. “Judge, do yuh think I want to di vawse the handsomest niggah in Caro lina and let him marry one of them coons? Oh, no, judge, what I want — is an injunction!” SHOW PICTURE OF THE DEAD Tombstones in New England Ceme tery Are Furnished With Some what Unique Decoration. Many means have been used for marking the resting place of the dead, or in ornamentation of their graves, from the ornate tombs of marble and granite to the grotesque totem poles of the American Indians. The French, who are noted for their fine taste in decoration and their discrimination in art matters, disfigure their marble tombs with hideous wreaths of jet or purple glass beads. But it has re mained for a little cemetery in New England to set a new fashion in a means of commemorating the dead. A hole is chiseled into the slab or monument and into this is fitted a pic ture of the one whose grave is be neath. The portrait is generally a photograph or tintype. A cover which can easily be lifted up is then placed over the opening. Anyone passing through the cemetery and wishing to know how the person before whose tombstone he has halted appeared in life has only to raise the little cover over the picture to satisfy his curi osity. This is by no means a new custom in this town. It began many years ago. On one of the monuments Is a photograph placed there in 1865, which is as clean as though it had been put there a year ago. Though this Custom of having tomb stones made to hold portraits origi nated in this particular place, it is now being adopted in neighboring towns. —Harper’s Weekly. Brazil’s Black Diamonds. Black Diamonds come from the prov ince of Bahia, Brazil. Twenty thou sand dollars was paid for the finest j specimen known. The New Zealand hen is an expert rat killer. Made since 1846—Hanford’s Balsam. Adv. Silence has this advantage over speech, that you never have to take it back. One trial convinces—Hanford’s Bal aam. Adv. The woman of fashion considers it a great feat to be able to wear small shoes. For galls use Hanford's Balsam. Adv. The mere fact that a man doesn't laugh at his own jokes is no indica tion that he doesn’t think them funny. For poison ivy use Hanford’s Bal sam. Adv. Made a Difference. ’’Darn those cats!” “Don’t shoot, Abner. I think the one with the con tralto voice is our Tabby.”—Washing ton Herald. For any sore —Hanford’s Balsam. Adv. Young America Getting Wise. “Procrastination is the thief of time.” “Is he the fellow, pa, who takes away the years from a woman’s age?” Best for Horses. Give your horses good care and you will be doubly repaid by the better work they will do. For sores, galls and other external troubles apply Hanford’s Balsam of Myrrh. Ranch men, lumbermen and liverymen recom mend it. Adv. Some Girls Do. "I wonder why all the girls in our set titter whenever they see me.” “I think your fiancee passes your love letters around, my boy.” No. SIX-SIXTY-SIX . This is a prescription prepared es pecially for Malaria or Chills and Fever. Five or six doses will break any case, and If taken then as a tonio the fever will not return. 25c. —Adv. How He Grew. “Then you weren’t always a black sheep?” "No, mum; I started pay career as a Wall street lamb.” —Kansas City Jour nal. World’s Saddest Sight. The saddest sight in all the world is not a grave of the dead, grievous as that might be, but is a grave of the liv ing—humanity sepulchred while yet alive. —Frances E. Willard. Gone Forever. Mother (to little Ethel sobbing as if her heart was broken)—Well, well, what is the matter, dear? Ethel —Tabby got losted. Mother —Never mind, darling, we’ll advertise in the papers for tabby. Ethel (still sobbing)—She’ll never, never come home ’cause she can’t read. What Made Him Sick. Certainly public employes who have to submit daily to a rapid fire of well meant but needless questions may be excused if they occasionally turn upon their persecutors. An elevator boy, in the New York Tribune, was one of the victims. "Don’t you ever feel sick going up and down in this elevator all day?” a fussy lady asked him. “Yes, ma’am,” courteously replied the elevator boy. “Is it the motion going down?” pur sued the lady. “No ma’am.” “The going up?” “No ma’am.” “Is it the stopping that doee it?” "No ma’am.” "Then what is it?” “Answering questions, ma’am.” CLOUDED BRAIN Clears Up on Change to Proper Food. The brain cannot work with clear ness and accuracy, if the food taken is not fully digested, but is retained in the stomach to ferment and form poisonous gases, etc. A dull, clouded brain is likely to be the result. A Mich. lady relates her experience in changing her food habits, and re sults are very interesting: “A steady diet of rich, greasy foods such as sausage, buckwheat cakes and so on, finally broke down a stomach and nerves that, by inheritance, were sound and strong, and medicine did no apparent good in the way of relief. “My brain was clouded and dull and I was suffering from a case of consti pation that defied all remedies used. “The ‘Road to Wellville,’ in some providential way, fell into my hands, and may Heaven’s richest blessings fall on the man who was inspired to write it. “I followed directions carefully, the physical culture and all, using Grape- Nuts with sugar and cream, leaving meat, pastry and hot biscuit entirely out of my bill of fare. The result— I am in perfect health once more. “I never realize I have nerves, and my stomach and bowels are in fine condition. My brain is perfectly clear and I am enjoying that state of health which God intended his creatures should enjoy and which all might have, by giving proper attention to their food.” Name given by Postiim Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Read "The Road to Wellville,” in pkgs. “There’s a reason.” Ever rend Ibe above letter? A new one nppenrs from time to time. They are genuine, true, and full of human Interest.