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THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY 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 want to announce our prize winners.
Girls prize: Duel Strickland adjudged the best letter, first be
cause it carried the most practical suggestion, as in most places
you can get the pine needles; second, because of its artistic char
acter and because of the economy in making the gifts.
Honorable mention was given to Deane Ritch, Emma Gay
Watson and Adele C. Watson. The letters printed were considered
the best of many, many received.
Boys’ prize: Henry Hicks, adjudged best because it carried the
community spirit, which must mean an unselfish as well as a hap
py Christmas.
Honorable mention given to Luther Clark and Kennis Ables.
The prizes will reach the winners as soon, I suppose, as this
announcement, and we would appreciate a prompt announcement
of the receipt. Lovingly,
P. S. It will take two issues
they will be helpful to you all.
What Can We Do for Christmas 1
I have just received Aunt Julia's letter
wanting all the girjs to write and tell her
how to make some Christmas gifts that
are not so expensive. First, I nm going to
tell you how to make pine needle baskets.
First you get some long-leaf pine needles,
heat a kettle of water, pull the needles from
the bough, put in a pan or tub and pour
the boiling water over them until It turns
red; then take out and spread on board.
Let them stay out until they cure. Then
you can start your basket. Start with a
tiny round ball, going round and round.
When you get around two or three times,
then make a round guide of wire about the
size of a pencil, and keep it full of straw.
You can make the basket either large or
small. Crocheted doilies are very nice and
not very expensive. I hope my letter will
be of some benefit to the cousins. I re
main an, old cousin,
DUEL STRICKLAND.
Slocumb, N. C.
P. S.—Use coarse thread for sewing bas
ket. Trim with beads if desired.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Here I
come with, m.v views on how to spend Christ
mas day: First, I think we should remem
ber that it is the greatest of all birthdays,
and thank our Heavenly Father for sending
His only Son into the world that we might
not die, but have eternal life. I think we
should get all the pleasure out of the day
we could. One of the greatest pleasures is
that of making someone else happy. We
should do all we can to brighten the path
of some other fellow being. A Christmas
tree in the evening is a delightful pleas
ure. Have a community affair of it, and
invite all of your friends to come and
bring presents for one another. Your nephew
and cousin, HENRY HICKS.
Alpharetta, Ga., Route 3.
Hello, Aunt Julia and Cousins! I thought
perhaps a word of greeting might be wel
come from a former reader of The Journal
and incidentally from a “little school
tecaher” way down south.
It is interesting to read the letters from’
all the states. We learn a great deal
about our beautiful America from some of
the letters.
I must compliment Aunt Julia on that
good story in a recent issue entitled "A
Journey With Aunt Julia.” It pleases me
to read a true story like that. What a
lot of good it did me! Can't you give us
another one soon?
Please. Aunt Julia, may I enter the
Christmas contest?. Girls, the work apron
is a practical gift and can be made inex
pensively, but attractively. This apron can
be used for a work bag as the pocket has
drawstrings of ribbon and when the apron
is not being worn the top part can be
turned over into the pocket, the drawstrings
pulled and you have a bag in a jiffy. Any
dainty material may be used, figured lawn,
dimity or swise. Cut it 27x36 inches; make
a hem at each end one inch deep, then
make an inch tuck nineteen inches from one
end. Stitch the lower edge of this tuck
to the apron and this forms the casing for
drawstring at the back of the pocket, then
turn up at that end and sew at the sides
for the pocket. One-inch ribbon is run in
for drawstraings and it is also used to
run in the hem at the top for strings. This
makes an ideal work apron and workbag,
too. So you see it is two presents in one.
The butterfly hairpin holder, bird teapot
holder, portfolio and the silk and leather
workbag are convenient gifts; also, the
handbag of cretonne is useful.
With love and a merry, .merry Christmas
to Aunt Julia and every cousin. Don’t
wait too long to write to
ADELE C. WATSON.
odenville, Ala., P. O .Box 75.
Gift Suugestions: I am going to tell you
how to make attractive handkerchiefs out
of bits of lawn or linen. Be sure that you
get the cloth square. To do this pull out
a thread and cut along this line. Here is a
beautiful edge that is very simple to make
and one can make it in a variety of colors:
Draw out two threads of the linen; take a
strand of embroidery cotton a little more
than twice the length of the handkerchief:
at the center tie in the third thread of
linen; at the opposite end very carefully
begin to draw out this thread which at the
same time draws through the colored cotton.
If the linen thread breaks it will be nec
essary to pull it out and tie the fourth one
onto the cotton. This must be avoided if
possible, as it makes too large an opening.
Several of these threads make a solid band
and it is very pretty. Turn in edges and
make a tinv hem.
DEANE RITCH.
Matthews, N. C.
Dear Aunt and Cousins: Here I am again.
If I call too often just let me know it,
but Auntie snfd for the boys to tell how
to spend Christmas, so I thought I'd try.
Here is my suggestion: Christmas is kept
in memory of our Lord, who died that we
might live, and the best way to spend it,
in my opinion, is to do as He did. try to
make someone happy on that day. It does
no good ta take a package of firecrackers
and shoot them all over the place, and
maybe burn up something, while we could
be off rending for. or talking to some in
valid or shut-in. One of these unfortunate
fellowmen would remember the day with
happy thoughts of the visitor for many
months, whereas you would soon forget the
firecrackers and no good would be accom
plished. I want you cousins to write tn
me. I am your old con sin.
LUTHER CLARK.
R. F. D. 3. Galivants Ferry, S. C.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you
please admit a fanner boy into your happy
band of boys and girls? Well, cousins,
Christmas is coming. What a happy birth
day it will be. Let’s give some of our
cousins and friends a present, and go to
some church services somewhere., and come
home and have a nice Christmas dinner,
nnd in the afternoon have a Christmas sur
prise party and play a few nice games,
and eat fruits and nuts. Well, we take
the dear old Journal, and papa said he
would have to subscribe for two or three
copies of The Journal, we all liked Aunt
~MOTHER!
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AUNT JULIA.
for our Christmas letters. Hope
The Tri-Weekly Journal’s
Fashion Suggestions
Ladies’ Waist.
The richness of fine filet lace
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with a pattern. Send 18c. for mag
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, In ordering patterns and maga
zines write your name clearly on a
sheet of paper and inclose the price,
in stamps. Do not send your let
ters to the Atlanta office but direct
them to —
FASHION DEPARTMENT,
ATLANTA JOURNAL,
22 East Eighteenth St.,
New York City.
Julia's letter box so well. I am in the
sixth grade at school; my age is 11 years.
I will describe myself: I have brown eyes,
fair complexion, brown hair. Who has my
birthday, November IS? I will ring off,
with a riddle: Round as a ball, sharp as an
awl, lives all the summer and dies in the
fall. A new cousin,
KENNIS ABLES.
Westminster, S. C., R. F. D. No. 2.
P. S.—Find inclosed 5 cents for the
American orphan.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: I wonder
if I may have a little place in the de
lightful club and enter the contest. I have
been a reader of The Journal for over a
year, and I love every nook and corner of
the paper, but the letter box corner is my
favorite. Unusual is the girl who does not
delight in a pretty bag, and when it is
useful as well, such a bag is doubly desir
able. The cretonne bag is both attractive
and practical, besides being easy to make.
It is well to select cretonne with decided
motifs, one of which can be used in each
side. Cut two pieces each measuring eight
by ten inches, round one end of each. Cut
two pices of silk the same size anti shape
for lining. Lay a piece of silk and one of
cretonne together and baste at the edges.
Do the same to other pieces, then lay flat
with the silk sides together and baste around
to within two incites of the top edge. Now
bind together with antique braid, the sides
being left open to a depth of two incites.
Sew a dozen small bone rings inside on a
line with this opening and run through a
draw-string of gilt cord, with small balls
as a finish. Sincerely,
MISS EMMA GAY WATSON.
Odenville, Ala., P. 0. Box 75.
FACTS ABOUT
FURNITURE
(In this series of illustrated
sketches, The Tri-Weekly Journal
the most interesting and
important points concerning “Period
Furniture.” Bach little article will
be complete in itself.)
Type of Colonial
Four-Post Bed
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The name of this style of furni
ture is derived from the Colonial
days of the United States and is an
outgrowth of the urniture brought
over to the colonies from the mother
country. The Colonial style was de
rived from this furniture by making
it plainer and leaving Ciff orna
ments.
The bed illustrated is a Colonial
four-post bed, and is a good exam
ple of the modern adaptation of Co
lonial style.
The Tri-W eekly Journal'* Own Serial
The Only Thing That Counts
A Mystery Romance of Modern Bohemia
By the Famous Novelet
Carolyn Beecher
(Copyright, 1920.)
Chapter XII
HELEN had always had away
of taking stock of herself,
her belongingjs, her friends.
So now she checked the lat
ter off as she sat alone in the gath
ering darkness of a late fall after
noon.
‘‘Adele, Kirk uansiug, Mortimer
Kellogg, and Mrs. Cook.” She spoke
each name aloud. Naturaly she had
met many others, but they were but
casual acquaintances, did not touch
her life, make either for her comfort
or discomfort. These four were the
only people in all New York in whom
she was at all interested, or to whom
she meant anything.
‘‘A very select circle,” she mused,
a faint smile touching her lips, “but
all I want.”
Another stoiy, tne one she had
written after she had burned the one
laid in California, had been accepted.
When Adele had called her “lucky”
and groaned over her own inability to
to get any of her sketches accepted,
Helen had only smiled and taken its
acceptance as a matter of course.
“The world owes me a living,” was
her constant attitude, and she would
compel that world to pay its debt.
“I know it isn’t all luck, that you
are enormously clever. Mortimer
Kellogg says all your stories ring
true, that you know life and so you
can write of it.” Adel was sitting
on the edge of the desk, swinging her
long legs, while Helen rested. “I
don’t see that you are so much wiser
than other people as far as really
knowing things! You don’t know half
what I do about some things, even
if you are a little older. If you had
been married, lost your husband in
some terribly harrowing way, or been
divorced I could understand what he
means by saying you can write be
cause you know life. I guess it was
just editorial jargon. He is crazy
over you and would say something
nice anyway.”
“You’re a little cat!”
“Be careful, or when I get a hunch
I will do as cats (Jo —spit.” Adele
laughed. “You see, Helen, I’m jeal
ous. I haven’t told you—wanted to
surprise you if I could. But I have
been getting up at the most un
earthly hours and trying to paint a
about it after I had sold it. But
there’s nothing doing! I’ve taken it
to every dealer I know who would be
apt to buy it —and a lot whowouldn t.
None of them would even talk to me.
So I have stood it in the corner with
the rest. I shall have enough to nil
a wagon if I keep on. Do you won
der I am jealous when you sell your
stories so easily and I never sell any
thing? Why, I can’t even give them
away.” In spite of Adele s light,
laughing manner, her eyes misted.
Helen saw and said:
“Why try 1 any more, Adele? Why
not use your artistic talent in some
other way? Design lingerie
“Oh, Helen! Degrade my art in
that manner!” They both laughed,
uproariously at Adele’s remark, Hel
en because it was so absolutely
ridiculous, Adele because she was a
bit hysterical over her disappoint
ment.
“I do not call the designing of any
thing beautiful degrading, Adele,
Helen said, now speaking seriously.
‘And isn’t it better to do something
you can make a success than to
keep striving for something that con
stantly eludes you? There is a great
deal of money in costume designing
of any kind —so I understand.
Adele swung her long legs a trifle
more violently as she listened. Helen
knew she cared little for money.
They were singularly alike in that
respect. As long as they were happy,
had enough for their simple wants,
they never talked of money or envied
others its possession. Helen had ex
perienced unhappiness when she had
money and knew that it meant very
little comparatively. Then they were
both busy. And there is nothing like
work to banish discontent.
‘‘Oh, well, I may descend to it some
way.” Then: “You see, Helen—or
perhaps you won’t —but just thinking
I would some day be an artist has
been good for me, helped me in a
W£ *T don’t think I quite understand,
Adele.”
“Well, you see, I was deep in the
throes of an idea that I believed
would make me famous, if I coula
get it upon canvas, when that fellow
I told you about —that man from
California —came running after me.
He was fascinating! I don t deny
that he almost fascinated me. But
you see I had my picture on my
mind. It took all my spare time—
when I wasn't at work or with him —
so I had no time to get silly over
him, thinking about him, I mean. He
was always complaining that my
picture was his rival, that he was
jealous of it. I scrapped them both
at about the same time. Funny,
wasn’t it? I’ll get his picture and
show it to you. You won t blame me
for pretty nearly falling for him
when you see it. He is a stunner for
looks.’*
Without waiting for an answer
Adele ran up the stairs, to return in
a moment with a photograph. wluch
she laid in Helen’s lap. She was
looking directly at her. waiting to
be commended for her good taste in
proclaiming the original of the phot
erranh a “stunner,” so did not fail to
see the quick start Helen gave or to
note the deathlike pallor of her face.
CHAPTER XIII
..TX r HAT is It, Helen? Do
• • \A/ you know him? Adele
V V asked as she noticed the
effect the photograph
had on her. „
“No—l don’t think so—now.
Quickly Helen had pulled herself
together. ”1 thought I did at first.
But I see now it is only a resem
blance. Not very close, at that, as I
look longer at the picture. He is
very good looking,” she added, in her
ordinary tone.
“Isn’t he? Do you wonder I nearly
fell for him?” Adele replied, speak
ing naturally, taking her cue from
Helen, yet not at all convinced that
she did not know the original of
the picture. “I suppose I should
have scrapped this when I did my
painting and him. But he looked
well on my dresser for a time. 1
put him away just about the time
you came and put Bob Kemp s pic
ture in the frame. I feel lonely un
less I have some fellow’s photo
around. Besides, it is fun to let the
girls think I have an affair,” Adele
rattled on, watching Helen all the
time.
When the door closed on her
Helen dropped her face into he»
hands, her features showing drawn
and white, now that need for con
cealmen ‘ was past. While she had
taken her life into her own hands,
determined to mold it as she
would, she was now just an ordi
nary woman, and not proof against
the surprise that had been hers
when Adele laid that photograph in
her lap. To see that face had
brought back a hundred little per
sonal facts which burnt deeply into
her consciousness as she sat with
her far'' ‘-‘”1 buried in her hands.
The sense of something vital in her
life that ’ gone forever had stared
out at her from that pictured face.
“Why oh, why?” she moaned, ns
slow, hot tears dribbled down be
tween her ‘‘-'gers. “Why did it
have to be Adele who knew him, and
so bring it all back to me?”
She knew there had been a twist
in him from the beginning. But not
before it was too late. Had she done
her best for him —and for herself?
There had been times when her con
science pricked her.
Finally she wiped her eyes, and.
going into her bedroom, unlocked
her trunk. From it she took a photo
graph and for several minutes ex
amined it. Then, with a slight curl
of her lip, she tore it into tiny bits
and burned them. She relocked the
trunk, battled her face, and to all
appearances, was her old, indiffer
ent self. But she did not hide from
hreself that she had received a
shock.
“I wonder —,” Adele said aloud, as
she climbed the stairs to her rooms.
‘‘l wonder —”
Before she put the picture away—
more carefully than she had previ
ously—her mind was busy with
thoughts of Helen, the evident snock
the picture had been to her.
“She knows him,” she said aloud.
“It was no chance resemblance. I
don’t understand why she didn’t say
so. She saw he was nothing to me.”
A sigh accompanied the last re
mark. Adele had been very much
interested in the original of the pho
tograph. >At times she had thought
she could not give him up.
She despised herself for it, but
there was a little vein of something
very like jealousy running through
her curiosity. Adele, in her free and
easy life among the Bohemian
crowd she had affected, more es
pecially before Helen came, knew
that the sex-life of the present gen
eration was making its own codes—
new codes. She know that unmoral
ity was rife, even where immorality
was frowned upon. She was shut
out from adopting a new sex code
by heredity, by the spirit of her
parents in her, the teachings of the
eld minister, her strict attendance
upon divine service through all her
childish years.
She had known, she could be noth
ing to this man without a combat
ing of all her prejudices that would
leave her stranded, her faith gone.
She hated to think what her father
and mother would have said had she
been weak—as she often longed to
be. Often she had moments of re
volt. But she had almost forgotten
the spell this man cast around her
until Helen had showed emotion
when she saw the picture. Now
the old fever flowed in her blood
again. Not the picture, but another
woman’s attitude, Helen’s, had pro
voked it.
You see there is no surer, safer
way to provoke a woman’s interest
in a man than to let her know some
other woman is also interested in
that man. This angle of sex admi
ration has always been attributed
to the male, but it is a mistake. In
this respect, the female is far dead
lier. She wants what the other wom
an wants —almost invariably. And
this is especially so of the woman,
or girl, who is no mercenary, as was
Adele.
“I wonder what she was to him!”
was her last waking thought.
“I wonder what she was to him!”
was Helen’s wide-eyed question as
she tossed sleeplessly the whole
night through.
(To Be Continued.)
CHRISTMAS
Is Coming!
Here Are Some Tri-Weekly
Journal Suggestions for Mak
ing Simple, Inexpensive Gifts
at Home.
Fur Ornament
A cluster of taffeta silk flowers in
many delicate shades is a pretty or
nament to wear on muff or fur neck
piece. The flower petals are made by
shirring a folded piece of silk and
drawing it in a circle. The center is
made of a tiny ball of cotton, cover
ed with silk. Then the raw edges of
the petals are pulled tight around the
center, to complete the flower.
Cheery Greating's
A dainty, cheery remembrance may
be made by rooting slips of a frag
rant rose geranium or pink be
gonia, and sending them as Christ
mas greetings.
Latest Fashions
(But Not From Paris)
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Pictured above ie a society
butterfly of Korea, all dolled up
in the latest glad rags of the
ultra-fashionable. Mrs. Korea is
partial to white. Her millinery
is a mixture of nightcap, bath
towel and turban. It has been
the latest style in Korea for
some several centuries.
The simple little frock has, as
you may notice, the rather short
skirt, but this defect is more
than balanced by the cute panta
lets the lady wears. This makes
it unnecessary for her to wear
stockings.
The entire outfit is built
with the idea of efficiency and
economq in mind. When Mrs.
Korea deems it needful to laun
der her wearing apparel she
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handy river or lake. Sprashing
around a bit has the same ef
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board. Then she returns to land
and the sun does the drying and
ironing.
Laundry bills are as rare as
French heels.
SATURDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1920.
THE COUNTRY HOME
CONDUCTED BY MRS.W.H.FELTON
A THANKSGIVING TALE OF WOE
Thanksgiving has come!
How the news quickly spread
Over the farmyard
From the barn to the shed,
The hens and the roosters
Soon sound the alarm;
They think the young turkey
Is coming to harm.
But listen a moment,
Good friends, you shall hear,
The hens were mistaken,
And proud chanticleer;
For Bessie had listen’d
Just night before last,
When father and brother
Were talking so fast
About the gray rooster
And her turkey bird.
Which made her mistrust
So she heard every word:
“The gray cock is plump,
While the turkey seems thin,” ,
So argued her father.
“It would be a sin
To murder the latter
And get only bones
To put on the platter,
While there is fat Jones.”
Thus Bessie’s young turkey
Struts proudly today,
Little knowing what good luck
Just happened his way.
Take warning, I pray you,
Don’t spread any news.
For fear lest misfortune
May be in your shoes,
As it was with the rooster
(Jones was his name).
Who thus was beheaded
When Thanksgiving came.
LOUISE MATTHEWS.
Blue Hill, Milton, Mass.
The Lemon Cure
Constant letters came to me con
cerning consumption cures. As I am
not a doctor, it is really very surpris
ing that I should be requested so oft
en on this line of progress. I am,
however, glad to send any sugges
tion or advice or condolence, because
consumption, now called tuberculo
sis, has a wide sweep and does dead
ly damage in this country of ours. It
is said to number more victims an
nually than any prevalent disease in
these United States. I am continu
ally asked to tell what I know about
what is known as the Lemon Cure.
I have no regular formula to present,
but I can tell the story as it is told
to me, and I have been spared any
lung trouble.
Take a dozen lemons (or less or
more) and boil them in a little wa
ter, enough to make them cook well |
and tender. Then squeeze both pulp j
and rind until you get all the juice |
or essence out of them. Sweeten to i
suit, for sugar is a great healer of
inflamed throats and pain In the
chest. Whenever a cough is trou
blesome, drink a half cupful, unless
the acid irritates the stomach. Drink
it early and often if it does not oth
erwise irritate, keep it up all day and
every day. Nature has many simple
remedies. Lemons are one of the
most valuable. In my younger days
we doctored a cold with strong gin
ger or pepper teas. We do not hear
so much about such red-hot temedies
for a cold as we used to do. This
lemon cure is grateful to a fevered
patient. It soothes and is a grate
ful beverage in sickness or in health.
MARY MEREDITH’S ADVICE
TO LONELY GIRLS AT HOME
Will you advise me just once
again, as I think I need some ad
vice? You may remember me as I
have written you before. I am a
girl, seventeen years of age, and I
am troubled. I went with a ‘ boy
eighteen years c* age for a long
time, and he seemed to care every
thing for me. He lived a long ways
off and he couldn’t come often, and
when he would come he seemed so
glad to see me. We were engaged
to be married and lots of people
knew it (that’s what I hated). He
told me he simply could not live
without me. He wrote me about oth
er girls, and to be even with him, I
wrote him about some boys, and he
got angry with me and said I was
not true. I wrote him I was just
joking. One of his friends told me
he was engaged to a girl near his
home. I wrote him about it'and he
said it was a lie, and in a few weeks
he was married. See. he told me a lie
and tried to deceive me. I loved
him. Oh, you don’t know. And he
seemed to love me. He would tell
me all his business and talk about
our future home; how happy we
would be. It almost killed me to
have my hopes dashed to the ground
in that way. I did love him and, oh,
the worst is I love him yet. Yes, if i
could only forget after all. He has
been married six months and I still
love. him. What must I do? Daddy
wants me to marry another. This
boy loves me. 1 am so unhappy.
TRUE LOVE.
Stop weeping your heart out
for this boy. I know it seems
hard and it is. I know all about
it, child, but stop and think: “Is
he worth it?” No! “He deceived
you in the first place.” He didn’t
show much judgment when he
married the thirteen-year-old
girl. She is too young to know
what she is doing The thing
for you to do is to try to get
your mind off of this boy. After
a while you will forget him; yon
will be happier. Console your
self with this, that “there is a
destiny which shapes our ends
rough-hewn though they may
be.” And some day you will be
very happy in the love of a man
more worthy of you. “And yoi
will laugh when you think how
you cried over this boy.”
I am coming to you for a bit o
advice. I always read your advic-.,
and find it very helpful. lam six
teen and have been going with a boy
seventeen. I love him very dearly
and he said he loved me. We were
engaged to marry Christmas and I
went to a party one night with him,
and one of my boy friends said he
had something to tell me, and i
went with him to get some water,
and my sweetheart got angry with
me. Please tell me if you think he
loved me and how I can win him
BLACK-EYED SUSAN.
Your sweetheart showed a
great deal of jealousy and lack
of self-control. Pay no atten
tion to him. If you are in the
right, stick to it. If he cares
for you he will come to see you
again; if not, let him go. You
are young and there are lots of
other boys just as nice - as he is,
only you must find it out, and
you cannot do it if your eyes
are red and swollen from weep
ing over this particular boy.
We are two girls coming to you
for advice. I am sixteen years of
age. I went with a boy twice and
he left here, but he passes here ev
ery other day on the train. He waves
at me. Is it any harm for me to
wave at him?
I am fourteen. I have been gong
with a boy but now he makes dates
and breaks them. Would you go with
him any more or not? Would you
imagine he loves me or not? We re
main yours truly,
MARIE and MAE.
I do not think there is any
harm in the young man waving
to you, as he passes your home
on the train.
MAE.
I would discontinue making en
gagements with the young man.
Evidently he doesn’t care very
much for wou. “Turn about is
fair play.” Make a few with
him and break them, or as I
have stated above, discontinue
any dates with him.
Here comes two lonely girls for
advice. I, Bill, am nineteen, and
am deeply in love with a widower,
Mr. Smith. He is sixty years old
and has nine children and two
grandchildren living with him. Do
you think I could get along with
the childxeu.? All except one sem
The Orphan Girl
This is a good old world in many
ways. I have had a number of let
ters on the subject and if the friends
of the girl will put an "ad” in the
Eastman newspapers it is my opinion
that relatives may be located in that
section. Ask for friends to Ruby
Johns or Jones. Ruby lives near
Blanford, Fla.
How About Your Thanksgiving In
1920?
To begin with, I have so much to
be thankful for that I am unable to
get up in the mornings, wait on my
self, eat what is set before me and
can see and hear and enjoy the bless
ings of friends —that all my Thanks
giving days at eighty-five years of
age are great days for such as me.
God’s preserving mercies are grand
and glorious. I never expect to get
big presents. I am not craving of
quantities of rich food. . I am never
pining to go-someyhere, just to be go
ing. So I like for myself to have a
real good fire to sit by, a real good
book to read or the daily papers and
enjoy seeing other people happy.
Very much indeed. When there is no
illness to be anxious about and no fu
nerals to sadden us, I can always
have a real good Thanksgiving anni
versary with very little trouble.
When I was ves?y young—we made
a good deal more of Christmas
than Thanksgiving feasts or festi
vals.
The northern folks emphasized the
Thanksgiving occasions, while the
southern folks on big plantations,
had a big time from about 3 o’clock
in the morning until bedtime or
later. I remember a jolly time when
I was deemed to be mature enough
to go to grandmother’s on the train
and make a visit by myself—with
out anybody to iturse me, or “boss”
me.
In those old Christmas days in
ante-bellum Georgia—we began with
a great big egg-nog in a big bowl
and everybody had a glass full —old
and young—black and white. That’s
the way the fun started.
Then came a “Christmas gift” ex
perience. As I was in quite good fa
vor with my kinnery I had quite
a good share of attention on this
line and they made me very happy
to be so graciously remembered.
After breakfast the men folks
generally “went a-hunting.” The
women folks, black and white had
a big time, fixing the big dinner.
Such as me, I expect, were often in
the way—but the kin-folks were
good enough to keep me from know
ing it.
The big dinner was the principal
feature of the day and the table
groaned under the eatables and
abounding plenty. We young ones
were also nibbling at goodies all
day long. When bed-time came, we
were literally full, mind and body—
with frocks too tight. Now-a-days,
there are the "movies,” the joy
rides In automobiles, all sorts of
toys and all sorts of extravagance,
and dancing—with dimes to spend
on store things, soft drinks or ice
cream cones.
I question very much which gen
eration really got the most out of
either Thanksgiving days or old
Christmas days. But the world
moves and the young ones make
pretensions—and we old ones laugh
about them.
very foolish about me. He seems to
be jealous of his father and tries to
go with me himself. Do you think
we could be happy if we were to
marry?
I, Jack, am eighteen and am tn
love with a widower fifty-five years
old. We were to be married in
December, but we have had a little
trouble. I asked this man (Mr.
Driuer) to shave his mustache off
because I could not bear them
when he kissed me. He refused to
do this and I refused to marry him.
Did I do wrong and should I ask
him to forgive me? I don’t think I
can ever be happy without him. He
has nine children and they are all
with him. Do you think the chil
dren would love me, and do you
think we could all be happy togeth
er? Please advise us what to do as
we have no one to tell us what to
do.
BILL AND JACK.
J shall n,ot take your letters
seriously for I am sure you
wrote them in a spirit of fun.
But if you really mean what
you wrote, my advice is to “let
the old widowers alone.” They
would want women with level
heads to be the manager of
their homes and children. Not
a couple of wax-doll babies, to
dress so rtheir kiddies to smash
up and leave face downward
on the floor. Don’t let them
put any silly stuff in your
baby ears. And as for the
mustache—maybe you would
prefer a darling black one—like
those of the hero’s in Laura
Jean Libby’s novels.
I am coming to you for advice. I
am a girl 20 years old, and I am in
love with a boy 21 years; he is a col
lege boy; I am only an eighth-grade
girl. I had to quit school when I
was 16 because I was motherless.
This boy has been going with me
three years. Some of the people talk
a whole lot about me—tell him that
lam a rude girl. I have been and am
as true to him as I can be. When I
go to public meetings he will talk to
all the girls—then before I get ready
to go home he will come where I am.
He comes to see me every four
weeks. Sometimes he treats me nice,
then again he will hardly talk; only
telling me things he has heard. How
can I win his love? And what must
I say when he meets me 4gain, tell
ing me about something he heard?
Thanking you kindly for an early re
ply. S. M.
If the young man cares for you,
naturally he will a prefer
ence for your society above ev
eryone else’s. But it is not right
for him to nag you about the
things he hears about you. He
should judge for himself. Be in
dependent, do not argue with him
when he starts telling you about
what he has heard. Say this to
him, that if he believes the
things he hears about you, noth
ing you can ®ay or do will
change his mind, and you would
rather he had something else to
talk about. Let him see you care
nothing about what he hears. If
you are sure, you are doing right.
I think he shows very poor man
ners r.nd a lack of sense to keep
worrying you about gossip he has
heard. He should be able to see
for himself. |
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