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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. Supply Co. Q. M. C.. Camp Bragg, N. C. Dear Aunt Julia nnd Friends: Will yon •lense open the door nnd let a good old MOTHER! "California Syrup of Figs’’ Child’s Best Laxative w Accept ’’California’* Syrup of Figs only—look for the name California on the package, then you hre sure your child is having the best and most harmless physic for the little stom ach, liver and ooweis. Children love its fruity taste. Full directions on each bottle. You must say “Califor nia.”—(Advt.) The Tri-Weekly Journal’s Fashion Suggestions Fashion’s Forecast.* Annabel Worthington. w Lady’s Waist. Sheer georgette lends itself to waist No. 9789, with its soft, ripply collar. The shoulder edges of tfie back ex tend ever the fronts. The seams are all hemstitched. The lady’s waist, No. 9789, Is cut in sizes 36 to 44 inches bust measure. /P5'.t1.1 U nftkV V\ /rm irtlq) HumDi oil Size 36 requires 1% yards 36-inch material, with % yard 36-inch con trasting and 1% yards plcot edging. Price, 15 cents. Limited space prevents showing all the styles. We will send our 32-page fashion magazine, containing all the good, new styles, dressmaking helps, serial story, &c., for sc„ postage pre paid, or 3c. if ordered with a pattern In ordering patterns and magazines write your name clearly on a sheet of paper and inclose the price, in stamps. Do not send your letters to the Atlanta office, but direct them to FASHION DEPARTMENT, ATLANTA JOURNAL, 3232 East Eighteenth St. New York City. 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 ■'■teWWgtlTlrir MIMI ■ ■- KB ii i'iwwiwwiiaHO; IHr I wFHa Ws s •1 1 will Nervous Breakdown i “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 No woman should allow herself to drift into this condition without IHJ giving that good old-fashioned root and herb remedy Lydia E. Pink ham’s Vegetable Compound a trial. Em Read the Letters of These Two Women. Jill iSj Nortß East, Nd.—•“ I was in ill health |UI four or five years and doctored with T1 one doctor after another but none f I helped me. I was irregular and had f 1 such terrible pain in my back, lower part of my body and down each sidq that I had to go to bed three or four days every month. I was very nervous, ! p'd tired, could not sleep and could not eat U | without getting sick. A friend asked me to take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege- Axj table Compound and I am sorry I did hgjl not take it sooner for it has helped me ® wonderfully. I don’t have to go to bed with the pain, can eat without being i sick and have more strength. I recom- mend your medicine and you are at Os liberty to publish my testimonial.”— Elizabeth Weaver, R. R. 2, North ■ Hl East, Md. p| Nervous, Ailing Women Should Rely Upon IWWMII ln| E LYDIA E.PINKHAMMEDiCINE CO., gll| 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. 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