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THE ATLANTA THI-WKKKIA JOURNAL.
AUNT JULIA'S
LETTER BOX
“Help for the Helpless—Kindness to All
Dumb Things”
RULES
No unsigned letters printed.
No letter written on both sides of paper printed.
All letters not »o exceed 150 to 200 words.
Dear Children:
I seem to be running to poetry for you lately, hut the Accom
panying verses from a book by Miss Rose Fyleman are so exquisite
and seein so fit to go in our Kindness to Dumb Things section that
I can’t resist sending them to you, they would make excellent reciting
for some school event. Lovingly,
AUNT JULIA,
A Fairy went a-Aarketing.—
She bought a little fish;
She put it in a crystal bowl,
Upon a golden dish;
An hour she sat In wonderment,
And watched its silver gleam.
And then she gently took it up
And dropped it in the stream.
A Fairy went a-marketing—
She bought a colored bird;
It sang the sweetest, shrillest song
That ever she had heard;
She sat beside its* painted cage
And listened half the day,
And then she opened wide the door
And let ft fly away.
P. S.—This last verse would apply to the wild birds, a canary,
born to captivity, would die of exposure if given its freedom.
Dear Aunt Julia: Will you please admit
a western North Carolina boy in your happy
band? Have been a silent reader tor a long
time and always enjoy the many interesting
letters. I am one of U. S. ex-soldiers, a
feet 11 inches tall, black hair, blue eyes,
fair complexion and weigh 180 pounds. My
age is between nineteen and twenty-four.
I don’t think Aunt Julia could have headed
our column with a more interesting topic
that lias receently shown Itself at the head
of our department. "Help for the Help
less,” and "To be kind to all dumb things,”
are two jewels that should be planted in
the soul of every boy and there cultured to
the fullest development. Don't let us be
slackers, hut stand firmly behind Aunt Ju
lia and the department and make these say
ings be true.
Well, I see the wastebasket reaching for
me now, so good bye, cousjps, one and all.
I am a cartoonist and should any of the
cousins be interested enough to write me, I
would be pleased to send some of my work.
A new cousin, ARNEL E. HEAFNER.
Crouse, N. C.
Dear Auntie and Cousins: I have been
trading the letters from the cousins a long
time. I enjoy them yery much. I am a
little girl of nine years old. I have brown
hair, blue eyes and fair complexion. I live
an the fartn and like it very much. Edna
Mathews, the answer to your riddle is the
moon. Is that .right, cousins? Hope Mr.
Wastebasket is absent when this gets there.
A Georgia couslh. CLEO HOLLIS.
Baxley, Ga., Route 1.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: I have
written once before but it was not printed,
so I decided to try once more. I am at
home now, on a vacation from Mount Berry.
Ga., where I have been going to school for
two I shall return about the 20th
of August. I am a sophomore ‘and I like
"Berry” fine. What do you cousins do for
pastime? I don’t have much spare time,
but 1 read, make’pine needle and wire
grass baskets, write "poetry," make pic
tures, and do lots of other things. Is it
the rule to describe yourself? Well, here
goes, then: I am five feet one inch tall,
weigh 120 pounds, have dark hair and eyes,
and will leave my age for you to guess; my
birthday is November 27th. Who has it?
Write to me, cousins. My address after
August 20th. will be Mt. Berry, Ga. I will
exchange kodak pictures.
WILLIE CALEB.
Warne, N. C.
Hello, Aunt Julia and Couslrs': Here
come three Georgia Crackers for admittance
to your Happy band of boys and girls. Afen’t
you cousins glad swimming time is here?
We are. We have a grand time swim
ming, fishing and playing. We will de
scribe ourselves and go. I, Margaret, have
brown hair and eyes, medium complexion,
and my age Is fifteen years. I. Cora, have
auburn hair, blue eyes and fair complex
ion, and my age is thirteen years. I, Lizzie,
have light hair, blue eyes, fair complexion,
my age Is eleven years. I have twin bnby
brothers. Don’t you envy me? Some of
you cousins come spend the rest of the
summer with us. Your new nieces and cous
ins.
CORA AND LIZZIE METTS.
MARGARET M’MILLAN.
Willacoochee, Ga.. R. F. D. 2, Box 61.
P. S.—All of you cousins write to us.
Dear Annt Julia and Llttlte Cousins: Will
you allow a little North Carolina girl to
join your wise and happy band? My father
takes The Journal and I have been a silent
reader of your most Interesting little page
for a long time. I live on the farm, where
everything we use is raised. I help mother
with the housework and make tatting at my
leisure times. I think we girls should be
more thoughtful of our mothers and their
duties about the home. I know you all nre
overanxious to know what I look like, so here
I go: I am a little girl, eleven years old.
have golden curls, brown eyes and fair com
plexion. I will be glad to exchange cards
with any of the little cousins. Lots of love
to Annt Julia. KATE HINSON.
Monroe, N. C., Route 1.
Dear Annt Julia and Cousins: Will you
please let a little Georgia girl into your
circle? I will describe myself: I have light
hair, fair skin, blue eyes, weigh about fifty
pounds, am 4 feet 3 inches tall and nine
years of age. I go to school and am In the
fifth grade. Do you cousins like to read?
I dike to read fairy tales, I have two rab
bits and some cats for pets. I have one sis
ter older than I, and a sister and brother
vounger. I live on a farjti and like farm
iife fine. 1 live about a mile from town.
I will close by asking a riddle: Over water
and under water, and not touching water.
Let your cards and letters flv to
‘ > KATHBEEN MORTON.
Summerville, Gn.. R. F. D. 1.
Dear Aunt Julia: Will yon please admit
another sonth Georgia boy into your happy
band of girls and boys? I am fifteen years
of age, am 5 feet 4 inches tall, weigh 110
nounds, sandy hair,' fair complexion, blue
eyes. I live in the country find study the
sixth grade. I have three hens and five lit
*le chickens. I have two sisters nnd seven
b-otliers. I will close by asking a riddle:
Who whistled the first tune, nnd whnt tune
did he whistle? Yonr now cousin.
EARL M'RORIE.
Broxton. Ga., R. F. D. 1. s
Dear Annt Julia: Will you admit a little
'onely soldier boy into your hanpy band of
■ovs and girls? I’m n far northerner. Bnt
' like the sunny south Jnst fine. I will
"scribe myself, so please don’t get scared:
”lond hair, bluish gray eyes, fair com-
I'oxion, weight 145 pounds. I will leave
•vy age for you to gnesa: it’s between
-'isrhteen and twenty-one. T will gladly an
-’ver nil cards and letters received. Best
wishes to nil.
CORPORAL ROLAND G. TREWER.
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North Carolina girl join your happy band of
boys and girls? 1 guess I will have to de
scribe myself, as I know you are wondering
how I look. Yes, I look out of my eyes.
Here goes: Brown eyes and hair, medium
complexion, age fifteen,’ height 5 feet 1%
inches, some tall. How many of the cousins
like the new rules? I for one. Oh, I hear
the wastebasket trying to get loose, so I'll
go. Good-by. I would like a post card show
er, from girls especially.
Your new niece,
r , MISS MABEL HUSSEY. •
Laurinburg, N. C., Route 1, Box 200.
P. S.—lnclosed find 7c for the orphan.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you
admit a Georgia girl into your happy circle
this fine summer day? What are you all
doing for pastime? Dennie Caln, '-write
again. We claim to be real cousins, “you
know.” Listen, now! I have brown eyes,
dark hair, am 5 feet 9 Inches low, twenty
years old. Who has my birthday—Septem
ber 30? Some of you cousins wrte to me.
DOIRE VAUGHTERg.
Dawsonville, Ga., Route 2.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: I will re
member the motto, "If at first you don't
succeed, try, try again.” Whnt are you all
doing these sumnjer days? I am canning
fruits and vegetables for winter use, and I
find it a profitable occupation. I would
like to get letters from girls belonging to
a tomato club. I am in a hturry, so please
excuse short letter. Wishing the Letter
Box oceans of success, I am «
A new cousin,
BESSIE STREETMAN.
Reynolds, Ga., Route 4.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: klease ad
mit a South Carolina girl into yiAir circle.
I have read many interesting letters iu the
Letter Box and think Aunt Julia very patient
with some of you, for you sure do mean for
the cousins to know now you look. Cousins,
why not tell something more interesting than
how you look? Girls, what do you do for
pastime? At nresent I am cooking and doing
the housework, as my mother is ill. 1
crochet a good deal. How many of you all
have ever taught school? I taught last win
ter, and* like it very much. Os course there
are gome blue days as well as bright ones,
but I guess we have those kind of days
wherever we are or go. as it all goes
througli life. I hope Mr. W. B. will be
absent when this arrives. I would like very
much to correspond with some of you
cousins, boys nnd girls. I hope to see this
in print soon. A new cousitt,
ETHEL C. WHITE.
Allen, S. C., R. F. D. 1, Box 6.
P. 8. —Inclosed find 10 cents for the Rome,
Ga., orphan.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you
please admit two little Georgia cousins Into
your happy band of ooys and girls? We
live on a farm and like farm life fine.
What do you cousins do for pastime? We
play dolls and go in bathing. Well, we will
describe ourselves. Now, don’t all run, so
here goes. I (Frances) am nine years old,
brown eyes, black hair, dark complexion.
I (Broadus) am nine years old, blue eyes,
golden hair, fair complexion. We will close
by asking a riddle, comes up to the door
and don’t come in. Now, Aunt Julia,
please don’t let Mr. W. B. get this. Some
of you cousins about our age, write to
us. With best wishes to Aunt Julia and
the' cousins, we are,
FRANCES HODGES,
BROADUS UNDERWOOD,
Milledgeville, Ga., R. F. D. No. 3.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you let
me come In and stay two or three minutes?
1 will not stay too dong. It sure is a pretty
day. I will tell my agfr—twelve years. I
will close by asking a riddle: What is long
and round and goes over nnd over? Good-by.
LOTTIE M. BEARD.
Atlanta, Ba., Routa 2.
WILFUL OUIJA
BY RUTH NEELY
(Copyright, 1920, by Ruth Neely.)
Chapter IV
Loving was to Nora’s mind part
of a mawkish, questionable experi
ence from which she had escaped,
and to which nothing could induce
her to return.
With such a handicap as this, it
was no . light achievement that
Roger Mason should have won,
within a month, absolutely and be
yond all reservation, the love of
Nora Sanderson.
Marriages are as the unprotected
heaps into which man and maid,
mere whirling leaves, are swept
when the winds of war are loosed
by destiny. It is hard to picture
him of the palsied arm and palsied
power as the world’s greatest
matchmaker. Yet romance throve,
budded and blossomed to intensive
fruition aS never before, following
the frantic gesture of him who
plunged a world Into conflict.
What was Roger any more than
Nora, that he should resist? The
young man had not planned, by any
means, an early marriage.
He still had his way to make, his
foot was but on the first stepping
stone of the career he had quite
definitely decided upon, but he had
not the slightest thought of any
thing vise.
When the war broke, his position
as head of a sub-department of the
big manufacturing company where
he secured employment on leaving
law school—he had abandoned legal
training for the . place in commer
cial life two years before—was for
Roger, perhaps, the most important
thing life held.
And the duel that then ensued,
the fight between ambition and pa
triotism, the struggle against that
innate decency which requires man
to rally to the common cause, might
have lasted even longer than the
year that Roger held baek, had not
fate timed Nora’s entrance on the
scene at that patrlcular period.
From the earliest moment, Nora
was deep in canteen work, bandage
making and all else that her pulsing
patriotism could find to do. With
her there were no conflicting inter
ests; nothing to be weighed and
measured in the balance: no leash
of self-interest holding in check her
gallant impulse.
And when she first learned, quite
by accident, of the conflict still in
full sway with Mason, her feeling I
was undisguised disgust. They had
known each other slightly as fellow
employes of the same big firm.
Roger had noted each time he passed
her the charms which Nora’s indif
ferent manner always served to
heighten.
The young woman, for her part,
had observed with more than usual
interest that Mr. Mason of the cot
ton seed oil department was a hand
some and apparently quite a clever
young man. But that was all.
Perhaps, in due course the ro
mance would have ripened in any
case. But Fate, impatient of delay,
decided that no more time was to be
wasted. So she managed that Nora
Sanderson and Roger Mason should
happen to be alone in one of the
big office rooms at the time a de
tachment of young men in new
khaki should be passing, headed by
flag and band, in the street below.
The two watched in silence, brok
en at last by Nora’s exclamation of
impatient longing.
"If only I had taken nurses' train
ing when I left school/,” she said.
"Just think, I could go, too.”
Then realizing the young man’s
presence and what ignominy his be
ing there connoted, Nora stared
coldly in his eyes a full moment,
flushing as she did so, but holding
firm until she was quite sure that
he could read the wonder and con
tempt within her own Then she
turned and without a word made
her way to her inner office. Roger
made his way out also. It was not
the first time that year a .pair of
lovely eyes had looked surprise and
disappointment into his own. But
these last were the eyes of Nora
Sanderson and, therefore, eyes that
burnt an-d thrilled and burned again,
in memory.
Why foreordained to do so, neither
Roger nor Nora nor anybody qlse—
except, of course. Madam Destiny,
who makes and unmakes fortunes,
but never tells them—could be ex
pected to know. '
MARY MEREDITH’S ADVICE
TO LONELY GIRLS AT HOME
Here comes a sad-hearted girl to
you for some advice. I am twenty
years bld and in love with a dis
abled soldier, or at any rate he is
at a government school, and some
think he has consumption. Do you
think that he has, since he is in this
school? I hear from him every week
and write as often. Is that writing
too often, since we can’t see each
other? When being introduced to a
stranger is it proper to shake hands
with them or just bow? I have dark
brown Hair, fair complexion and
brown eyes. What colors would suit
me best? I am five feet five Inches
tall and weigh 135. Am I too heavy?
How is my handwriting?
Thanking you for any advice that
you may give me, I am,
“DJER KISS.”
I really cannot say whether
your soldier friend has consump
tion or not. I hope he hasn’t.
Many soldiers were sent to hos
pitals and schools at the close
of the war to recuperate from
the effects of shell shock and
other horrors of the “world war.”
Try to hope for the best. I
don’t think your letters’ to him
are too frequent. They may be
the means of cheering the young
man up. It is unnecessary to
shake hands on being introduced
to any one, however, one may
use their own judgment. It is
not considered bad form, how
ever. All the richest colors are
yours to wear, provided you do
not mix so many of them to
gether. Your handwriting is ex
cellent.
I am coming to you for advice.
This is my first time writing you.
I am a girl twenty years old, and am
engaged to a boy twenty-five. He is
a very nice young man, and my par
ents admire him very much. We
were schoolmates at Orangeburg.
His home is in Bennettsville, S. C.
We are to get married in October.
Which day do you think best to
marry on, Wednesday or Thursday?
As we are planning to marry on one
of the weekly days. Can you please
tell me where I can get a lovely
bridal bouquet? I want white flow
ers, such as roses, and I don't know
where to get them. I also want to
know where I can get silver leaves,
as I want them to decorate my cake
with. The man lam to marry loves
me very dearly, and I think the
world of him. He has been to
France and the Good Lord spared
him to get back. The boys all seem
to think well of me ever since I was
large enough. In fact, I am well
thought of by every one. Please an
swer this in the next issue of The
Tri-Weekly Journal.
L. E. R. A.
You can get a beautiful bou
quet for a bride at any of the
floral shops here in Atlanta. They
fix them up into shower bou
quets or old-fashioned posies,
with paper lace holder. They
are different prices. I doubt
exceedingly if you can get white
roses now, but if you desire to
write to these several florists, I
am sure they will fix you up all
right in regard to bouquets.
Dahl’s, Florist, Peachtree street,
Atlanta; Weinstock’s, Florists,
Peachtree Arcade, Atlanta. You
might be able to get the silver
leaves from them or at Chamber-
Hn-Johnson-Dußose Co.’s art de
partment, Whitehall street, At
lanta. What matter the day,
whether Wednesday, Thursday or
Friday? Though Saturday, they
say,, is for luck; but the day
which suits you best is the right
day, and let it go at that.
. I am coming to you for a little
bit of advice. A sixteen years
Chapter V
A SHORT, neat job Destiny
made of it. A month later
Roger faced Nora bravely
with frank and vehement
declaration of his love and intent
to marry her. Moreover, he was in
khaki as he did so and had succeed
ed in his plans to go to a training
camp.
Who may pretend to fathom the
mystery of first love? All the more
because she began by almost hating
him, because the first stage of their
relationship was a struggle between
two wills, Nora was quite ready and
anxious / for capitulation when the
moment came.
He was her soldier, by virtue of
the gallantry and high spirit she had
inspired. He was her lover, by grace
of her beauty, her proud shyness,
her winsome charm.
For the rest Roger was young,
handsome, with a quick intelligence,
rounded by college training, sharp
ened by his course at law school, and
still further developed by his busi
ness experience. In addition to his
good family, good clothes, good looks
and good manners, Roger was gifted
by a reserve that also served him
in good stead, where Nora was con
cerned. His heart was never on his
sleeve. Nor were its secrets dis
closed until the young man could no
longer himself control or hide them.
“I promised myself not to tell you
how I love you, Nora, until I got
back home,” he said, “but you know,
don’t you? Isn’t it so, Nora? You
know, and I know, too. You love me.
Tell me! Tell, me darling, isn’t it
so?”
The reserve of girlhood was swept
away in Nora’s swift yielding. “It’s
so,” she murmured. “I never be
lieved it would come to me. But it’s
so.”
Nora was not of the babbling type,
but it was unavoidable that Rosalie
should know of her love affair. The
friendship of the two girls antedated
by several years Nora’s meeting with
Roger Mason. Both without close
family ties, a habit of confidence
had long been established.
Truth to tell, it was Rosalie who in
the earlier stages of Nora’s romance
—while Nora still regarded herself
as anything but Roger Mascn’s
f-riend—it was Rosalie who had ral
lied to the young man’s defense. Nor
was her extenuation without prac
tical understanding and good judg
ment. His loyalty to his parents—
their little home in California de
pended for comforts largely on his
support—Rosalie appraised at its
proper value.
It was not, she explained, that
Mason lacked strength of character
or proper feeling, but, on the con
trary, that his will was so strong
that it still held back his highest
impulses.
“He will make all the better sol
dier when he has won his battle with
himself." Thus prophesied Rosalie,
who prided herself on a deep under
standing of masculine psychology.
And in this instance she was quickly
proved right, because once enlisted
and in camp, Roger developed a burn
ing impatience for the front-line
trenches.
Even his prospects of conjmission,
through an officers’ camp, was given
up by Roger when he learned that
by staying with his regiment as a
non-commissioned officer he could
sail much sooner.
And Nora had shared his eager
ness. But now that the time was
actually at hand, or seemed so, an
other discovery of her own nature
dawned on the betrothed of the
young soldier. It both distressed and
bewildered her.
“Will you tell me,” she demanded
of Rosalie, the day before Roger was
to arrive in New York from camp.
“Could any one tell why I should be
such an idiot? Here I could not
rest until Roger enlisted and got to
camp, and now that he is going—l
know he is going—l feel that if he
could only stay a little longer it
would be worth all the rest of life.
We have just come to care for each
other—if we could only have a Jttle
more time, just a little more time—“
The words died away, Nora bit her
lip and stared ahead. Rosalie pressed
her friend’s cold little hand. There
seemed nothing adequate to say.
(To Be Continued.)
of age, have blonde hair, medium
complexion and blue eyes. What col
ors would become me best? I have
been talking to a boy for about four
months, and like him fine, and he
seems to think a lot of me. I see
him nearly every day. He is a con
ductor on the train and he waves
! every time he sees me. When I
! go off on the train he lets me go
I free. Do you think he cares any
■ thing about me? He is a nice boy
and people who live right near him
I tell me he is a good-hearted boy
: and is smart. Please give me your
, best advice and print as soon as you
can. Please put E. M. B. at the end
of my letter so I can tell it. Thank
ing you for your advice.
Sincerely,
E. M. B.
E. M. B.: Henna is one of the
new shades and I •am sure it
would look very well on you; •
blue in every shade, of course,
and dark brown. If you have a
clear complexion most any color
would be becoming. I suppose
the young man must like you
very much or else he wouldn’t
take the trouble to see you so
often. You should be very par
ticular about waving and your
general attitude toward the young
maa or else it may incur a lot
of gossip about you which
might harm you though your in
tentions are perhaps the most
innocent.
The Country Home
BY MRS. W. H. FELTON
A REQUEST
If the dear North Carolina lady
who seht me a dollar for- some in
formation which I made no charge
for furnishing—will send me her ad
dress—(which I have mislaid) I will
be very glad, and will also forward
her dollar promptly.
MRS. FELTON ‘
A Beautiful Poem
When United States Senator Bur
rows passed over the Great Divide,
in the night, after a little heavy
breathing, that suddenly aroused his
family to his dying condition, the
following verses were found in the
garments he had worn on that last
day of life—by his wife. I was
privileged to enjoy a Washington
City acquaintance with Mrs. Bur
rows and hence my interest in her
self and family.
“The days grow shorter, the nights
grow longer,
The headstones thicken along the
way.
And life grows sadder, but love
grows stronger,.
For those who walk with us, day by
day.
“The tear comes quicker—the laugh
comes slower.
The courage is lesser to do or dare.
And the tide of joy in the heart
falls lower.
And seldom covers the reefs of care.
“But all true thing in the heart
seerp truer:
And the better things of earth seem
best,
And friends are de as friends
are fewer.
And love is all—as our sun dips
west.
“Then let us clasp hands, as we
walk together
And let us speak softly In low sweet
tone;
For no man knows, on the morrow,
whether
We two pass on—or but one alone.”
rUBSDAY, SEPTEMBER 2«, 1920.
DOROTHY_DIX TALKS
DON’T HOLDJ/OST-MORTEMS
BY DOROTHY DIX
The World’s Highest Paid Woman Writer .
(Copyright. 1920, by the Wheeler Syndicate, Inc.)
DO ou ever play cards with
people who hold post-mortems
over every hand as soon as
it is played? Who spread
out their cards on the table and bore
you to extinction while they explain
how the different results would have
been if they had played this and
that way and the cards had run dif
ferently?
A great many people play the
game of life that way. They spend
half of their time explaining that
the reason they are beaten is be
cause luck was against them, or they
made this or that wrong decision,
cr they failed to take advantage of
some good opportunity, or something
that somebody els.e did hoodooed
them. ■
Everybody knows some shiftless,
lazy, no-account man, too trilling to
keep his little store clean and too
unenterprising to even notice the
kind of goods that other merchants
sell, who whines to you that the rea
son that he is a failure is because
he didn’t study one of the profes
sions.
He puts in his time dreaming dope
dreams about what a brilliant law
yer he would have been, or what a
successful doctor, or what a spell
binder preacher, instead of getting
busj and making a success of his
own job.
And everybody knows the slattern
ly. lackadaisical woman whose house
looks like a pig sty; and who poisons
her husband and children on bad
food, and who poses as a martyr be
cause she made the fatal mistake of
getting married instead of going on
the stage, or writing books.
She says sadly that her husband
is a good man, and he is very kind
to her, and of course she is fond
of her children, but she made a
great mistake in marrying at all.
She has no taste for flomcsticity and
she realizes that she is a blighted
genius, and she is so busy listening
to the imaginary applause she would
have got when she brought down the
Metropolitan with her singing, that
she doesn’t hear h,er baby bowling
with the colic, or. perceive that in
stead of being a great literary suc
cess she’s a dismal failure at com
posing a well-balanced meal, and a
otten, poor actor as a wife and
mother."
And there are other people who
sit down supinely and let other peo
ple support them while they waste
their time and energy recounting how
rich and great they used to be, and
how much style they lived in, in
stead of getting up and hustling, and
trying to win back a little of their
lost money.
And there are still other people
who spend their lives in the ghoul
ish occupation of continually rob
bing their own graves and snatch
ing their corpses out of them, and
tearing open the wounds in their
hearts every time they show a sign
of healing.
Now of all occupations in the
world, none is so foolish and so
fruitless as holding: post-mortem:
On the past. Yesterday is yester
day, and no power on earth can
bring it back. What has happened
has happened, and all the talk in
the world won’t change it. When
the cards are dealt, we’ve got oui
hands, and if we’ve played them bad
ly and lost, it is a waste of breath
to speculate about what the result
would have been if we had done
differently.
The only thing that we can get
out of the past is experience. Il
we have the wit to profit by the
lessons we have been taught, we
can avoid repeating the mistTkes we
have made. The battles | e have
fought in the past, the struggles
we.have gone through, Can strength
en our muscles for the warfare cl
the future, but that is absolutely all
that the past can do for us. The
rest belongs to tomorrow and is on
the knees of the gods.
But if we dwell on the past it can
weaken us, it can rob us of all ini
tiative. It can sap our courage and
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“I am so nervous it seems as though I should fly”—“My nerves IM
are all on edge” —“I wish I were dead.” How often have we heard InJ
these expressions or others quite as extravagant from some loved one
who has been brought to this state by some female trouble which LU
has slowly developed until the nerves can no longer stand up under it. Iwl
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turn us Into timorous cowards. And
it can blot all of our happiness our
of life.
Suppose a man and woman have
made a mistake in choosing their
calling, and that they really are bet
ter fitted for some other work than
the kind they are doing. They
gain nothing by wasting their lives
in futile lamentations over what
they might have been. Let them
either shut the door of the closet
in which hangs the skeleton of tnelr
ambitions, and make something oi
the task they have undertaken, oi
else have the nerve to cut away from
their present occupation, and do
the thing they want to do, and
which they believe they have a gen
ius for doing.
In these days of opportunity, no
one need be a "mute, glorious Mil
ton,” or a “Crdmwell, guiltless of hfs
country’s blood.” unless he or she
really hasn’t a writing acquaint
ance with the muses, or lacks tin
grif to fight, after all.
Nor is there any merit in cherish
ing a grief, although there are some
people mobid enough to think that
it makes them interesting to be
known as one “who has never got
over the loss of parent, husband, or
child.” The brave action is that
of the man or woman who buries his
or her sorrow out of sight, and turns
a smiling face upon a world that is
already too sorrow-laden.
Even if one has committed some
great sin, the wise thing is to bury
it deep down in the bottom of one’s
soul and roll over it the stone of
repentance, and forget .it. I would
especially recommend this course
to women who have pasts. If they
have turned from the wrong path
into the right road, I urge them to
quit thinking about their dark days
and especially to quit talking about
them. Confession is weakness. Be
strong enough to bear your own
burdens in silence. The way to
build up is by atonement, not by
weeping over what is past and gone.
Don’t indulge in post-mortems oi
any kind. Old stories, old regrets
old mistakes, old tears are useless.
And they are so messy and bpring to*
the innocent by-standers.
(Dorothy Dix articles appear in
this paper every Monday, Wednes
day and Friday.)
MOUTH OF WHALE
IS WORTH $15,000
A full grown bowhead whale is
worth $15,000 merely for the whale
bone it carries in its mouth. This
Is the species that furnishes the
bulk of the commercial supply of
whalebone, which is now worth $7.50
a pound. It is a denizen of Arctic
seas.
The bowhead, like other whale
bone whales, has no teeth. Instead
its jaws are furnished with a series
of long, tapering slabs of a horny
substance fringed with hair. Os
these slabs, which are the whale
bone of commerce, there may be as
many as 600.
The biggest of them are ten or
twelve feet long and they are in
serted in the gum of the upper jaw,
from which they hang. They serve
as a sieve to strain out the whale’s
food. Swimming along, it takes a
huge mouthful of squids and other
pelagic small fry. Then the huge
trap is closed and, the slabs enter
ing and fitting into grooves in the
lower ja twhe water is expelled—
Detroit News.
Cleanliness and Health
The more properly land regularly
all refuse of the household is harm
lessly disposed of the better for the
heallhfulness and comfort of the
home.
Minneapolis,Minn.—“ I was run down RzS
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was more tired in the morning than jrfw
when I went to bed. I have two chil- IHI
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and it was drudgery to care for them
as I felt so irritable and generally worn lErJ
out. From lack of rest and appetite
my baby did not get enough nourish- pu l
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ham’s Vegetable Compound I felt like bSm
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It is a pleasure to care for my children, HI
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