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A Alan Does Not Get Old 1
Until He Is Ninety—
-1 Os Course Not. Ninety Should Be the Prime of Life. A Hundred
and Forty-f-e’zr T, -_ _ Good Average Old
Age in Days to Come.
Al a meeting of the Medico-Legal society, recently, it was
stated that a man of fifty ought to have forty good years ahead of
him.
As a matter of fact, a man of fifty in the really scientific and
civilized days that are to come, will have NINETY GOOD YEARS
AHEAD OF HIM.
There was a day—only a few generations back—when the sec
ond largest city in France had not one single man or woman past
fifty years of age.
Sewerage ran through the open streets and into the wells. The
graveyards were on the hills above the villages and the diseases of
the dead ran down into the springs.
Plague occasionally killed half of all the people. And regularly
it killed them before half their natural life had passed.
Now. a man at fifty is considered young—he was once gray
bearded, waiting for death.
In days to come, and not far off, the man - of ninety will be in
his prime Old age will begin long past a hundred And death will
come in the case of the average, well behaved man, at between 140
and 150 years of age. The exceptional man will live to two hun
dred—and probably be very tiresome telling of the changes that he
has seen in real estate values.
An animal should live at least ten times as long as the time it
takes him to reach the age of reproduction.
A horse becomes a father at two years of age and lives to be
at least twenty—even to forty.
The animals, on an average, all live at least ten times as long
as it takes them to reach the paternal age.
Man becomes a father at the earliest at about, fifteen. And,
according to the simple rule, he ought to live to a hundred and fifty.
Life will be divided up into interesting periods when it reaches
its full length.
Youth will last, with its imagination, hopes and romance, to
about fifty.
Earnest, hard work will last from fifty to a hundred. From
one hundred to a hundred and twenty five years of age a man will
work intellectually, getting the best results of his observations and
experiences.
At a hundred and twenty-five he will become self indulgent,
take life quietly, sit up at night examining the stars, wondering
where he will go next, reading the latest books, traveling around
the world occasionally—perhaps once a month when the trip shall
take only one day.
The old man of a hundred and forty will become really self
indulgent, work very little, enjoy ten years <»t pleasure and intel
lectual excitement —then die and begin all over again on this earth
or some other.
And that is not so very far off.. This world moves very rapidly.
Married to a Turk
By WINIFRED BLACK
MSS MARGERY SOMEBODY
SOMETHING, of Devon
shire, England, has fallen in
love with a Turk and run away
and married him. and now she’s
gone to Turkey to wear a veil and
anklets, and live in a harem, and
learn to like sweetmeats flavored
with perfume, and be a real harem
heroine. How romantic for a few
w eeks!
The Turk is a very handsome.
Turk and very well educated- and,
ohl he did make such desperate
love —said he'd die if Margery
Somebody Something didn't mar
ry him right then and there—gave
her rubies as big as pigeons' eggs
and emeralds the size of thimbles,
and he fairly hung her in diamonds
the very week they were married.
And then —he's so divinely jeal
ous—almost died of fury when the
waiter asked her what she would
order next, and threatened to com
mit murder if she allowed her own
first cousin, who had been brought
up in the same house with her. . ver
to speak to her again. Delicious,
delightful, glori ms -for a few min
utes'
But afterward .’
Poor little Margery Somebody
Something. I w nder how long It
will be til! she will give all 'lie
emeralds in Turkey to see one hon
est English face, ami how long
will it take hr . . I wonder. ' > hate
th* very sight of anklets and tn
wish she had never been born when
she has to sit on a . n-uion and
smile at the anti< s of a gri t -v b< ■; -
zined dancing girl, w ho makes per
fectly shocking eyes at th.- hand
some Turk right before her very
eyes’
Life in a harem? How romantic
it does pound fountains, bulbuls,
black slaves, the clash of anklet.®,
the swish of tinsr "d xeil* But
how stupid, how wv,(tingly. mad
deningly stupid it must b> aft.• •• the
Xtrnt 24 hours
"o one to talk to but tin hard
some Turk, and he doesn’t care
much to hear w-omen talk, thanks
No papers to read, r.-> books, no
friend*. no traveling. n'•’r.inc but
sweetmeats and veils and perfume
and—the Terrible Turk
Mystery, seclusion, s> re-■. how
well they s* -nd in a book, and
what a bore they alxvax s are in
real life. Mysterious people are
never clever people; they ar. just
dull and very often cruel—that's
al!
The dark flashing eves that are
so alluring before marriage < an be
come a frightful nuisam e after the
wedding ceremor.’ if they never do
anything but flash. And. putting
everything else aside, oh. Margery
Somebody Something, didn't you
realize in the least the terrific ef
fect of centuries of absolutely dif
ferent training?
Why, it's hard enough to.get over
the fact that your husband likes
hot biscuits when you like "light
bread," as he will persist in calling
for it. though every one knows or
should know that bread is bread
and biscuit biscuit. It s difficult
enough to get on with, a Westerner
who is always finding some ev. use
for "shedding" his collar, if you
happen to be New England born
and want every stick in the wood
pile as straight as a string.
But to many a man of different
nationality different training, dif
ferent ideals, even different tastes
In i lothes. and quite, oh, quite, dif
ferent notion, of the proper thing
to . at for breakfast, is a much more
serious matter. x
Oh. little Miss Margery Some
body Something, my heart fairly
aches for you this very hour, it
does, indeed!
What art you doing now. pray
tell'.' Having paint an inch thick
smeared all over x our nice, fr . h
English complexion to vb a-,- your
bud and master .’ That's what he
is over there, you , not just a
plain husband but a lord and m.as
t. r.
Are you b. gging him humbly to
let ymi go out with a eunuch for a
toddle -just a little pitiful, veiled,
swaddled toddle in a walled gar
den somexvhere, xvhere xou tan't
a soqi but the - Id toad who
live tinder the gre.;' r.d-flowered
bush by the water gate .’
I- your mother-in-law living
with you in the harem, and how
many favorites .it.- there there noxx ?
Norn- ami xon rc gn abm. .
Well, its .a; x x it. and xou are.
they sty. very pretty; xou haven't
cried all the blu. out of your poor
exes yet poor tiling; poor, little,
foolish thing
Little Mis Margery Somebody
Something, tell us. pray, what do
xou expct t and xx hx in the n... -of
i-'itin."n sense uo xou expect it"
You are -1-- foolish as the m-.in
I know xx ho has just married 1 lit
tie of a flirt just be am- she
lias pretty hair and a dimple, and
who Is beginning to blanv her for
not knowing xx! at he means when
h* ' .Iks about the "higher distiny
of man."
Marvag. is no talisman 'timing
a wh m nature right straight
around
H"" ever did am. f m get the
idea that ” xa« ’ That's what al
ways puzzles me.
The Atlanta Georgian
HE NEVER HAD A CHANCE
That Is What Nine Men Out of Ten Who Are Failures Say. Look Out That You Don’t Say It Yourself.
By TAD
a' WiSiw' ■
I- iftU v
fill
W-. cv * AT’MifONufe 1 MW’iMI
fir iwc*
No. 5.
Yuni’s little fighter did so well that the
money was coming in faster than he could spend
it. It was really the first soft dough he ever had,
and it went as it came, easy. He learned to play
pool around the neighborhood; then later was so
good that he meandered up to the Broadxvay pool
parlors, where they played for money. He mijrht
as u ell be seen up there with the big sports. Who
was better known than Yum?
He met a hoy from his old town up there
and got an earfull of news. Some of his school
friends were in business and setting along fairly.
DOROTHY DIX WRITES
Some Reasons Why Women Love Scamps
1 "T THY do graceless good-for
\/\/ nothings .seem to have a
peculiar fascination for
women? Why will a wife cling to
some worthless, drunken reprobate
of a husband with a devotion that
nothing cm lessen, while she will
get up ami leave for a trivial cause
a tlx- upright and worthy man
who is a good provider'.’ Why is
the black sheep invariably xvother's
darling among all her children?
To answer these, questions we
have to go back to the Garden of
Eden and our first mother, who
risked Bafailise to find out about
wicked thing.- she had no business
knowing. The same curidsity about
forbidden tilings is still rampant in
every innocent and ignorant femi
nine breast, and the man who is re
puted t" be wild and law less still
Arcs her fan.-y as the serpent did
Eve's, bci-iusc he represents to her
the w orld of things whose doors
are closed to her.
Heaven knoxx's that, in reality,
th«<e is nothing romantic in the
drunkard, or the gambler, or the
roue, er the ne'er-do-well. He’s a
sordid enough, figure—to any who
look ai h’ni xvith clear eyes, but the
ini itm I'lon of foolish women make
of his vices a prim e's cloak to xx r ip
him in. and turn his weaknr.-ses
am’ shiftlessness into high spirits.
Lit.ill' no good, honest, indus
trious. every-d ly sort of a man can
i-impete in a woman's favor with a
scamp, and no man has so potent
away of wooing as he who Ins the
story of a dark and sinister past to
tell.
The Better the Woman the
Worse She Likes the Man To Be
Ami, uriously enough, the better
t;■ -.. naan the w orse she likes the
man to be. That is why saints so
often marry villains. The woman
who has seen much of the world,
and who knows that pasts have a
way of coming home to roost, and
that there is nothing romantic or
dashing about a man xvho comes
staggering along, fuddled with
think, or xvho gambles away the
grocery money, picks out a goon,
il-in. thrifty man when she wants
a husband. Rut the unsophisticated
xx -wan "h i kra xs nothing of the
realities ot life, falls a victim to the
! i*- 1 -' u-r-s >f th* s imp if he
• x. n so much as looks her wav.
W EDNESI)A Y. MA Y 29. 1912.
Bv DOROTHY’ DIX
Os course, in explanation of why
women seem to have a peculiar
mania for loving unworthy men. it
may be said that the black sheep
very often has graces and charms
of personality that h s white broth
er lacks. It is a truism that vice is
generally more attractive than
virtue, and ail of us know from per
sonal experience how much more
lovable certain people are xvho have
nothing but their faults to recom
mend, them than certain other peo
ple xvho are models of all the vir
tues.
We have all seen some man who
was a light in the church, an ex
ample in the community, the very
pattern of probity, and honesty, a
man whose w ife rode in her auto
mobile. and had a fine house, and
rich clothing, and everything ap
parently that the heart of woman
could desire, die. and leave a widow
who made scarcely a pretense of
regretting him. We have seen an
other man die who had been almost
an outcast in the community, and
xx hose wife had gone shabby and
poor, and toiled to support him,
and he left behind him a broken
hearted xvidoxv xvho mourned him to
the day of her death.
Woman’s Ruling Passion Is
Desire to Reform Some One.
Such spectacles make us marvel
at the illogie of women, and say
that a man has small encourage
ment to go straight, or to work his
fingers to the bone supporting a
wife, if he expects her to love him
in proportion for what he is. or
does for her. The answer is that
love isn't a mater of volition, and
the man xvho gives his xvife sympa
thy and tenderness sometimes gives
her more than he who gix-es his
xvife sealskins and diamonds.
Another reason why black sheep
have a fascination for women is
because the ruling passion with the
sex is reformation. No woman can
see anything, or anybody, without
a consuming desire to make them
uver according to her own little
perforated paper patterns.
The man xx ho is already walking
in the straight and narrow path of
fers small opportunity for the ex
ercise of the pleasures of reforma
tion The most his wife *an hope
to do is to make him cut his hair
another way. and buy another style
collar, an] let her ph k out his
neckties, but the drunkard, or the
Os course, it would be years before they’d get
what he made in a xveek. He smiled as he heard
of them. Poor boobs'.
An uncle wrote Yum offering him a position
in a big store with a chance to advance, but he
couldn't see it at all. Why work like a. slave
when you can get it by managing fighters? Huh?
The game was flourishing, but there was
some talk of putting a stop to it. Yirhi xvas a bit
worried, but figured boxing too popular to be
stopped. He played pool and spent his evenings
in pleasure. Why should he xvorrv?
iTo Be Continued.'
gambler, or the man with a past Is
lik" a f r ee ticket to a picnic to her.
She has a vision of her altering
his entire manner of life, weaning
him away from all of his former
associates, quenching his thirst,
curing the itch in his finger-- for the
pasteboards, blinding him to all
other women, and leading him up to
the higher life, during all of which
proceeding she is having the time
of her life. That is why, when a
bad man makes a little, ignorant,
unsophisticated girl his Mother
Confessor, and tells her that he
only needs her influence to make
him another man. that it is all over
except sending out the wedding
cards.
Still another, and the crucial
reason, why women love scamps is
the eternal mother love that is at
the bottom of every woman's heart,
and that is its guiding impulse.
Women may admire strength in a
man. but weakness makes an ap
peal to the very core of their being
that strength never does. They may
revere the man who stands alone,
like a roi k against the storm, who
has the ability to achieve and com
mand, but they take the poor dere
lict of life, wind beaten, broken,
helpless, in their arms, and hide his
shame upon their breasts.
They may glory in the triumphs
of the successful man, but It is the
failure who comes limping liome
defeated for whom they make a
crown out of their tenderness and
pity.
Mother Loves Wayward Son
Because He Needs It.
Because he needs her love more
than her strong, clever, healthy
children, the mother loves best the
one that is sickly, or deformed, or
feeble-minded. Because he needs
her patience and her love most, the
mother loves her wayward son
most. Because all others have turn
ed away from him and he has no
other home, she keeps the light
burning in the window for the
prodigal and has the warmest wel
come for him when he comes
creeping back in rags and tatters
G"d e ive to woman this divine
powi r of forgiveness, this fountain
of love that flows th* more the
more it is drawn upon—tills brood
ing tenderness takes in and
shelters al! the weak *.,N erring.
And men may xx ell thank God
that it is so.
THE HOME PAPER
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Writes on *■.
The Future of the Pubhc
School
- and - leL I
The Situation as !t Is
NT
liOW S'ufcfeV’{twiHr*
Written For The Atlanta Georgian
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Copyright. 1912, by American-Journal-Examiner.
A BOY of erratic tendencies, to
gether with exceptionally
bright intellectual qualities,
was always in trouble in his city
school.
He took small interest in his
studies, was often lite, and his
report usually brought sorrow to
his home.
He moved into the country and
entered a graded school, and be
came enamored of study, went
eagerly to his classes and was re
ported among the leaders in all his
studies.
There were two explanations of
this change.
One was the normal, free, out
of-doors life the bov lived; the
■ other was that HE WAS ONE OF
FIFTEEN IN HIS CLASSES IN
STEAD OF ONE OF SIXTY, AS
IN TOWN.
He felt, no individual responsibil
ity in the throng, but in the smaller
band of students he stood forth a
personality, and he felt the "'no
blesse oblige" of the situation.
A* wave of dissatisfaction is
sweeping over the country regard
ing our school system.
And eventually this will cause a
change to be made.
The larger understanding of
mothers regarding education will
result in the personal element en
tering into the training of chil
dren
More Teachers, Higher Pay,
Fewer Scholars Needed.
When xx omen have a voice In the
affairs of the nation there will be
more teachers, larger salaries,
fewer pupils in each department,
and more attention will be given
to the temperaments and varying
dispositions of children bx- their in
structors.
Instead of regarding the little
ones who ent°r public schols as
machines which must be taught to
go according to one rule, each child
will be studied as a threefold being,
-
.and his mind, body and spirit xvill
be cared for and developed accord
ing to his oxx n peculiar needs. All
this xvill come sloxx ly. but it xvill
come.
Before children enter the public
schools there should be a great
sifting process under the direction
of a national board of scientific
men.
The brain equipment of each
child, the tendencies given it at
birth, should be tested; then the
nervous, hysterical and erratic
minds ought to be'placed in a school
by. themselves, under the care of
men and women who know the law
of mental suggestion.
Quiet, loving, xvholesome rules,
followed day after day and month
after month, would bring these
children out into the light of self
control and concentration. The
The Little Suffragette
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
SITE wouldn't know a ballot if she saw one.
She doesn't care for Roosevelt s. • for Taft:
She couldn't tell a “cooked” poll from a. "aw one,
And never dreamed of Senatorial graft.
She never prates of woman’s real position.
And. up to date. has never cared for strife.
She hasn't much to say about ambition—
She couldn't make a speech to save her life.
She's dainty as a morning-glory petal.
She's sunny as the brightest morn in May.
She leaves the votes to folk of sterner metal
Because she’s only two years old today.
If stubborn men could catch her dimpled greeting
And get one chance her curly load to pct:
They'd sanction women's voting— e-. repeating!
Every one loves a baby suffragette.
hurried, crowding, exciting meth
ods of the public schools are disas
trous to fully half of the unformed
minds sent in the intellectual mael
strom xvhich America provides un
der the name of public schools.
Schools Unsafe for Average
American Child.
For the well born, normal mind
ed, healthy bodied child, who has
wise and careful guardians or pa
rents to assist in his mental guid
ance. the public school forms a
good basis on xvhich to build an
education. For the average Ameri
can child of excitable nerves and
precocious tendencies, it is like
deep surf sxx'imming for the inex
perienced and adventurous bather.
The great foundation of educa
tion—charai ter —is not taught in
the public schools. There is no sys
tematized process of developing a
child's poxver of concentration;
there is not time for this in tha
cramming process now in vogue
and xvith the enormous pressure
placed on teachers.
No teacher can do justice to
more than fifteen children through
the school hours. In many of our
public schools there are fifty and
sixty children under one instruct
or. This is fatal to the nervous sys
tem of the teacher and deprives the
pupils of that personal sympathy
xvhich is of such vital importance.
Luther Burbank, the famous CaD
ifomia horticulturist, declares tha«
the great object and aim of his life
is to apply to the training of chil
dren those scientific ideas which he
has so successfully employed in
xvorklng transformation in plant
life.
The Rev. Dr. James W. Lee,
pastor of St. Johns Southern Meth
odist church, of St. Louis, and for
merly of Atlanta, event to Santa
Rosa, Cal., for an interview with
Mr. Burbank. He said to Mr. Bur
bank that he had referred to his
work in an address at Portland.
Oreg., and had expressed the xvish
that he might introduce into the
method of rearing children some of
the scientific ideas that he was ap
plying every day to the improve
ment of plants.
Burbank Says Children
Need Spiritual Influences.
Dr. Lee says that Mr. Burbank
replied: “That is the great ob
ject and aim of my life.”
Continuing. Mr. Burbank de
clared that plants, weeds and trees
xvere responsive to a few influences
in their enx ironment, but that chil
dren xvere infinitely more respon
sive. and the failure to recognize
the spiritual elements in the en
vironing conditions of children had
been tn— "xtal lack in dealing with
them.