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When Son Leaves Home
By WINIFRED BLACK.
U~- you? boy is out or school and
nothing will do but he must go to
the Big City and be a cartoonist.
He is clever, you say, and so say his
teachers, and he really can draw such
funny pictures of people that every one
in town laughs over them, and he
doesn’t take any interest in anything
on earth but pencils, paper—and Ideas.
Shall you let him go? Where? When?
Ought you tn sell your home and go
with him to take care of him? Is it
right to let him go alone among stran
gers? What if he should fall? Who’s
, going to take care of him if he should
be ill? How Is he going to know what
to say to the editors when he does
see them?
Dear me, what a mother you are, to
be sure; what a regular mother from
the very first letter of your name to
the very last drop of ink at the end
of your signature!
Let him! Why, what else can you
do but let him? He isn’t yours; he's
his own.
Yes. I know. I know you’ve nursed
him and walked the floor with him,
and you’ve sat up at night and taken
care of him through that spell of ty
phoid, when the doctor said there
wasn't a chance for him to pull through.
You’ve cooked for him and mended
for him and agonized for him and
hoped for him and lived for him.
Let’s see, it’s nearly nineteen years
ago that you heard his first feeble wall,
isn't it? Nineteen years! How many
parties did you stay at home from for
his sake: how many dresses have you
worn when you really should have had
1 a new one, to save money for his new
suit? How many times have you plan
ned and thought and worried to help
him out of some foolish boyish scrape .’
He is all you have, you say; all you
live for. Well. then, in the name of
justice, give him his chance to live.
Let him learn how few people there
are who will care a cent whether he is
.hungry or not. Let him learn how
many fellows there are in the world
who are twice as clever as he; let him
ieam that tne only way to get any
thing on earth is to work for it and
work in dead and desperate earnest.
Let him go. Let him learn to be
lonesome and neglected and made fun
of; let him learn to fight his own way.
Give him room, give him time, give
him freedom, or what he thinks is free
dom.
Your boy is too big and too strong
and too smart to be ruled by you any
longer, little mother; let him go and
rule himself, and let him go with a
smile and a blessing.
' Ungrateful, selfish, cruel-hearted?
Not a bit; he’s a boy, tfiat's all. Some
day he will be a man if you’ll let him.
Dependent upon you, is he, under it
all? Can’t find his own socks, and
wouldn't know’ how to buy a sujt of
clothes for himself if he had ail the
money of Croesus?
He’ll find his socks all right when he
has to, and about that suit —don't you
worry. He’ll get cheated a few times;
be’ l '- buy the wrong thing and have to
v-oVr it. and heli iearn.
A cartoonist, eh? Poor boy, he’ll
learn to laugh at his own work and
to smile at his own disappointments,
and he’ll learn to be thankful for a
chance to be a plain, every day “dub.”
as they call them in the art rooms of
the big papers. He'll be joked for
coming from a country town, and he'll
be made fun of till there isn't an ounce
of conceit left in him and sometimes
he’ll feel as if he’d give all the world
just to be little again and run home
and hide his face in your faded old
dress, and cry and have you comfort
him.
And then he’ll fall in love with a
fool, and he’ll fall in love with a girl
who will do her worst to break his
heart, and he’ll fall in love with a
woman old enough to be his mother,
and he’ll spend every penny he makes
buying presents for some cold-hearted
creature who will make fun of him to
his very face.
And he’ll get into evil ways maybe
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for a while and walk along the brink
of the precipice. You’d hold your breath
if you could see. him, but he’ll learn,
he’ll learn, and some day when he has
learned he’ll come home and tell you
all about it.
And your faded face will look more
beautiful to him than all the faces he
has seen in all his foolish dreams, and
your tired voice will sound to him
like the music of all the angel choirs,
and he’ll bring you a new gown and
make you buy a new pair of pretty
shoes, and he'll take you to town with
him to visit.
He’ll introduce you to all his pals,
and his voice will have a queer thrill
dn it that will make “the pals look up
when he says “My mother.”
He’ll take you to the theater and to
the park, and he'll show’ you the tow’n
and laugh at your old fashioned ideas
very tenderly. And he’ll buy you a
posy to wear in your little plain gown
and he’ll show’ you the place where he
slept the time he got really down and
out and hadn’t the price of a night’s
lodging.
He’ll take you to dine at the gay
restaurant you read about in the mag
azine articles on “The Real Bohemia,"
and he’i’ let you hate all his enemies
and love all his friends and be sweet
to all his sweethearts, and then you’ll
see that It was all worth while. The
long struggle, the bitter anxieties, the
cruel care—all worth while a thousand
times over, for he’s a man; the boy
of yours a man. And you, the little,
plain mother there at home, you are
the one who let him be a man, and
helped him every step along the road,
though he didn’t know it and you didn't
either, then.
Good-bye, son, the road is wide. See
how’ it winds along among the shadows
there. Hark! What are those strange
voices calling from the dark woods
along the way? Look! There’s a rough
place. I don't see how you’ll get over
it, but that's your affair, not mine.
I’ve walked the road, walked it in
sunshine and In storm, walked it with
bleeding feet and with a sore heart,
walked It when the stars sang together
for very joy.
What a thirsty road it is. and how
hungry you'll be sometimes; how ach
ing with weariness. But it’s your road,
your own road—take it and walk it like
a man.
No. there are no tears in my eyes.
See, I am smiling. There's the open
road, son —take it like a man.
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
FRANKNESS YOUR ONLY COURSE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am twenty and In love with a girl
of the same age. I am not engaged to
her, but hope to be engaged as soon as
my salary will permit. This young lady
tells other girls she cares a great deal
for me. but when I ask her to go to as.
fairs she always consents, but when we
get there she pays all her attention to
other men and forgets me. She treats
me fine when we are alone, and that is
why I dislike to give her up, as it would
break my heart, and if ' would speak
to her it might hurt her feelings.
EMIL.
Don’t put off a proposal till your sal
ary permits. She has no knowledge of
your intentions, and you haven't the
right of monopoly or criticism. In a
way, an engagement would give you
both. Ask her to marry you. When
you have confessed a mutual love I am
sure she will lose the desire to flirt with
others.
WAIT FIVE YEARS LONGER.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am nineteen and deeply in love with
a charming lady who is twelve years
my senior. I have been sincerely in
terested in her for over two years, but
have been unable to express my feel
ings toward her What should ido to
make her understand mv position?
R. C. V.
It is unfortunate that when love
comes to a boy nineteen it is love
for a woman twelve years his senior. 1
Don’t try to express your feelings. Waft
till you are of mature years, and I am
sure they will undergo a radical change.
THAT DEPENDS ON HIM,
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young lady 18 years old. and
two years ago I met a young man two
years older. A year ago I was engaged
to him. but as he could not make a
living my mother was against him, so
we parted. Now he wishes to return to
me. and I still love him. A. B. C.
In the year that has elapsed has he
shown himself better able to make a
living? Has his conduct been such as
to lessen your mother’s objections?
She knows best, remember, always.
She is thinking solely of your Interests.
Is he?
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“The Gates of Silence” &
By Meta Simmins, Author of "Hushed Up”
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
“Mr. Levasseur anticipated that his re
quest might, if not surprise, perhaps em
barrass you for the moment.’’ he said.
“He is on that account anxious for us
to arrange an interview between you.’’
“An interview-? Impossible!” cried Mrs.
Barrington, with a sharp catch in her
breath. “He is in prison, Isn’t he? I—”
The solicitor paid no heed to her agita
tion.
"Impossible? By no means," he re
plied. imperturbably "We have, as a
matter of fact, made arrangements for
an interview tomorrow morning at 11
o'clock, knowing that in a matter of life
and death, as this is, all other engage
ments would give way before it. '
Edith Barrington Stared at him with
wide eyes like a creature brought tn bay
The jaws of the trap in which she was
caught were merciless indeed; difficulties
confronted her wherever she looked—
there was no way of escape Even had
she wished io keep the appointment, and
the very thought of it was intolerable, it
would be utterly impossible. What excuse
could she make to Anthony Anthony,
who followed her about like a dog’.’ Even
now the thought.of her husband added to
her torture. At any moment he might
return, and if he found this man here—
"lndeed, I can keep no such appoint
ment,” sh“ said, In a desperate voice.
“You must tell Mr. Levasseur that his
request is beyond all reason. I assure
you that he has no claims upon me what
ever. Perhaps out of pity, one might wish
—but I have not the means to carry out
anv wish, however charitable."
Mr. Bradford took up his hat and looked
at her stolidly; and from her to the pat
tern at the carpet of his feet.
“Mr Levasseur." said he. presently, in
a low voice, “Is In a position that it is
no exaggeration to call desperate. Do
you think it altogether wise to refuse the
request of a desperate man?"
For the moment there was absolute si
lence in the room. Mrs. Barrington's lips
formed words, but no sounds came from
'hem. She half rose frqm her chair, then
sank back with a sharp Indrawing of the
breath. Her fear-sharpened ears had
caught a sound, the touch of fingers upon
the doer, which, as she loked toward it.
burst open noisily. Anthony Barrlng’on
came quickly into the room He was ex
cited. for it seemed that he did not no
tice the man in black standing stolidly by
the table, like a mute by the graveside of
hope.
"Hello, Eddie!” he said “You're want
ed on the telephone. The deuce of an
odd message came across the wires for
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you. I scribbled It do-wn, but I can make
neither head nor tail of it—”
He broke oft abruptly, and glanced with
an expression of displeased surprise at
James Bradford, standing, hat in hand,
by the table.
“Little Devi! Doubt.”
Mrs. Barrington gave a swift glance at
her husband and from him to the decent
looking Mr. Bradford in his attitude of
submissive waiting; she seemed for a mo
ment to see him through Anthony's eyes,
no longer as a thing of fear and menace,
but as a surprising and incongruous ob
ject in this room, ga?z with flowered
chintzes and the hundred trivia! pretti
nesses that survived from their school
girl days.
It was Mr. Bradford who saved the sit
uation and extracted her from her dilem
ma. He took a couple of meek steps for
ward.
“I am sure I am very much obliged to
you. madam, for giving me this inter
view." he said, respectfully. "I feel that
I can rely on vou giving the help we
need, and for which you will find us not
ungrateful."
He raised his eyes for an instant and let
them rest on her face: hard and black
and glittering, like those of a bird, they
seemed to her to convey a terrifying
threat. The blood rushed to her face,
her tongue stumbled a little when she
spoke.
"I—lndeed, you must not rely upon me
for anything. I shall do my best—but ft
Is not possible for me to promise ’’
She hardly knew what she was say
ing She was obsessed with the desire
to show the man definitely, once and for
all, that whatever he asked or threatened,
she refused to be coerced Into attending
the meeting of which he had spoken. In
stinctively she moved near Anthony, as
though for protection. She was not con
scious of her action, but both men no
ticed it. and Mr. Bradford smiled. His
voice was smooth as silk when he an
swered :
"Ah, well, madam, your best Is sure
to be kind—and wise Perhaps you will
write to us? Let me give you the ad
dress."
He pulled out his notebook and took
a card from It, not the business card
he had sent in by the maid, but a blank
one. on which he added certain words.
Edith was perfectly conscious of what
he did, conscious also that her husband's
face betrayed what he was wont to call
“an itching ' dislike and suspicion. Her
I fingers closed convulsively on the strip of
; pasteboard; she wondered If her face
i grimaced as she strove to smile when she
I bowed in dismissal—she to whom smiles
I a.me so easily, who was full of the gra
| dousness that Is the attribute of the
I truly happy.
Barrington broke out characteristically
I almost before the door had closed behind
the man:
“Who’s ybur amazing visitor? Whnt an
! ihsclutciy weird creature! I didn’t know I
■ you numbered any such among your ac
quaintance, Edith."
His tone was bantering: he came over
beside her and put his arm over her
shoulder, bending down and smoothing
out the sheet torn from a scrlbbllng-book
in which he had pencilled the telephone
message.
"The confounded bell jangled hs I was
passing through the hall, and as no one
seemed within earshot I went Into the
steward’s room and answered it. Your
father ought really to keep a hall boy."
It was as though he were apologizing to
I her for having inadvertently trespassed
jon her privacy. Edith, who knew everv I
graceful train.
The three-decker skirt, the train and
the revers are all embroidered in a
deep-toned citron floss in a scallop
pattern. Four large filigree buttons
decorate the waist band.
A pleasing effect in black and white
is shown in the right picture. Black
liberty satin is used for the skirt of
this evening dress, which is cut to give
the fashionable diagonal effect. Pear!
encrusted black tulle trims the skirt.
Inflexion of his voice, knew that. He was
piqued that twice within the moment, as
it were, he had stumbled on something
mysterious—who hated mystery.
"Yes. wasn’t he an appalling person?"
She thrust the card into her pocket..
“What on earth do you think he was-an
undertaker's assistant
"He looked to me like a shady sollc
ftor or solicitor’s clerk.” said Barring
ton
“Oh, good gracious, no'” Edith’s voice
was almost shrill. "Nothing so grand,
just the bother of a little old acquaintance
of mine who has fallen on evil days and
wants help.”
She was like a bird that flies farther
and farther from its nest, hoping to di
vert the attention of the wayfarer from
her nest and its secret. How glibly the
lies came! How astoundingly easy tt was
to lie! The story seemed to rise up ready
made to her lips of the dressmaker who
had been lady's maid, had essayed mat
rimony. and, not warned by her failure
in that, had further essayed business.
"And. of course, she failed in business—
as women almost invariably do," she
i added
“Poor little woman!” Barrington was
interested and kind. “We must help her,
darling Odd that she didn't come her
self. Women have usually such a pa
thetic belief In the power of the personal
interview. But to our muttons Look
here, madam, what does this mysterious
message mean? Have you been doing a
little flutter on Change cn the strict
Q. T., or what ?”
“I. Good gracious, no ”
A Message.
"Oh, well, don’t get miffed ” Barring
ton loved to tease his wife, and he was
rather surprised by the sharp note In
her voice. "It has certainly something to
do with money—ill-gotten gains? Perhaps
you’ve been plunging on the turf? It has
a racing flavor—though hardly opposite
His hand pressed on her shoulder as
she bent down to read the slip. She felt
a quiver run through him. he was laugh
ing Laughing: She wondered if she
could ever laugh again.
"If necessary—don’t hesitate te set.
The Two Thousand Guineas Is a perfectly
safe venture.”
Edith Barrington drew In her breath
sharply. There was something almost
diabolical in this message, coming at the
moment It did—hot on the very advent of
the man who had come to—whatever he
might choose to call his mission—black
mail her on Levasseur’s behalf Who was
this third person in possession of her se
cret? She had a. strange physical sensa
tion as of a net drawn tightly around her,
so that its knotted filaments cut Into her
flesh.
"I—l haven’t the ghost of an idea what
it means,” she said. Anthony expected
her to speak. He was waiting for her
to apeak. Heaven knew It hardly mat
tered what she said. "It must have been
for you, of course,” she said "It was for
I you—you tease!"
Continued Tomorrow, l .
CASTOR IA
For Infanta and Children.
Ths Kind You Have Always Bought
The Harmonious Life
By ADA PATTERSON.
AT Atlantic City the other day a
slender, keen-eyed man of quiet
manner addressed several hun
dred physicians
What he said was listened to with
earnest attention, for Dr. Charles L
Dana is eminent in his profession.
Moreover, he is of that subtle branch
of the tree of therapeutics which deals
with its diseased mind.
He believes a man or women has less
need to consider the dangers of occu
pation than the manner of living dur
ing the unemployed hours.
Discussing the forces that make for
sound nerves and clear brains, this
man who has been the arbiter of thou
sands of destinies, whose word has
opened the gates of hospitals for the
insane to permit persons to go free,
and whose verdict has closed those
gates upon many others, said:
"Man needs social life as much as he
needs air and food. A man is like cer
tain trees, which do their best when
they are planted just so far a’,4».j’t. Not
too close, for then the roots encroach
and rob each other of nourishment;
and not so far apart that there is no
support and protection from the sun
and wind.”
These words by the apostle of mental
soundness are as worthy of earnest
thought as the text of your favorite
minister’s sermon last Sunday.
Recall the persons you know who
live too much alone. Eccentric, aren't
they? Different from the average per
son? Prone to stubbornness and ad
dicted to exalting their own opinions
above those of their fellows. But they
are sturdy folk. The roots of their
beliefs are deep On the other h «nd
pass in fancy’s procession before you
those you know who live always iiklLe
human hub-bub. who confess that ®?v
"hate to be alone.” Poor, pulpy crea
tures, most of them, spineless and
without mental resources.
Show me the man who wants con
tinuous association with others, and I
will show you a man of limited Intelli
gence and shallow character. The wom
an whose life is a one grand gad after
the pleasures of the tea and card table
is not a person to whom we would go
to unravel some tight knot In our own
affairs.
The announcement recently that a
woman died from the exactions of her
socia' life caused no tears of sympathy
to flow. That was the first time I ever
knew the news of a death to be re
ceived in other than a spirit of solem
nity. There came to every person who
read of it the conviction that a life so
wasted was not a world's, nor even a
neighborhood’s loss. Yet if we weigh
with just scales the person who Is un
happy except when surrounded by faces
and within sound of voices, we must
concede that there Is In him a greater
kindliness than Is in his retiring broth
er. Weaker, he Is more amiable.
Dr. Dana says: “Man needs social
life as much as he needs air and food,”
but he does not say he needs ft as con
stantly as air nor as regularly as food.
The inference is that he needs just
enough contact with other minds to
avoid morbidness, and not enough to
cause him to lean upon others for his
Ideas or his happiness
“Not too close,” he warns, "should
the human trees live, lest the roote en
croach and rob each other of nourish-
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ment.” That is what happens to th*
minds that have too much society, toe
little solitude. Like leeches, they at
tach themselves to others, devouring
mental substance of those who permit
themselves to be leeched of time and
thoughts.
Those who talk too much think too
little. Those who spend too much time
in the company of their fellows have
too little time to gather a new fund
of thought and mental strength. New,
world-changing ideas grow not in »o
clety, but solitude.
"But not so far apart,” the great,
alienist continues, “that there is no sup
port and protection from the sun and
winds.” If you want to be a humani
tarian. live In a world of persons. If a
scholar live in a world of ideas. For
strength comes from solitude and gen
tleness from society. In solitude we
gather our forces. In society we scat
ter them. And those souls that have
grown to their fullest stature have
learned through much heartache that
friends are a luxury, not a necessity.
The life that is best, the harmonious
one. is that toward which the man
grown great in ministering to minds
diseased points the proximity that is
not too close. He would have man re
main not always in society, nor yet
ever In solitude, but as a pendulum-.,
that moves steadily through its arc be
tween the two.
•Solitude represents work, society
recreation. And each Is better for the
other.
Do You Know
That
W hat is perhaps the most extraor
dinary form In which the Bible has
ever been offered is an edition of the
Scriptures In the language of Uganda.
The volume is of great length, but only
three inches in thickness and the same
width. A peculiar reason occasioned
the adoption of this form. In Central
Africa the white ants and other in
sects rapidly destroy books unless they
are well protected. The representa
tives of the Church Missionary society
accordingly recommended to the Bible
society that it should issue this edition
in a form that would fit into Peek,
Frean & Co.’s tin biscuit boxes, which
are very popular in Uganda. This was
done, and the antproof tin box is just
large enough to hold this Bible, a small
Bible history, a hymnal, and a prayer
book.
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port of London; during the past, eleven
years 106,5*2 rats have been destroyed
by officers of the port.
The tallest lighthouse on the British
coasts is the Skerryvore, off Argyll
shire. It is 140 feet high ajtd con
tains 4,308 tons of masonry.
For those subscribers who do not
wish to be at the beck and call of K
every one there exists in Paris a se
cret telephone register.
Cotton is now grown extensively in
Africa.
