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If You Get Mad, Chew a
Toothpick or a Piece
of Straw
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It Is Easy to Calm Your Temper—if You Don’t Forget About It.
One of our readers, a woman, confesses that, she is cursed
with a violent temper, and wants to know what she can do to
cure it.
High temper is usually temperamental—that is to say, it is
part of the individual’s .make-up. And there is nothing harder
in this world than to change one’s TEMPERAMENT.
Os all temperamental qualities a had temper is, perhaps, the
most difficult to get rid of, since the attacks of temper shut out
judgment at the start and make reform almost impossible.
This woman, however, is on the right road, SINCE SHE
RECOGNIZES THAT HER TEMPER IS BAD.
Most of us imagine that we have not bad tempers. We
think that we are subjected to irritation more than others, and
that we are justified in getting mad.
There are certain ways of mechanically calming a violent
temper. Our reader has, perhaps, heard of them.
One plan that is recommended is for the angry person to
repeat the Lord’s Prayer in his mind, or to count up to twenty
before saying anything.
A more practical suggestion, and one with a physiological rea
son behind it, is this:
If you are in a rage and fear that you will say something fool
ish, put in your mouth something that you can chew on a piece
of straw, a hutton, or even a ball of paper.
There is an actual, material explanation for the good results
to be derived in this way. Temper is accompanied almost always by
a sudden rush of blood to the brain. Sometimes this rush pf blood
is so great as almost to cause temporary insanity.
If you put something in your mouth and chew it, you will
find it very quieting. The process of chewing causes activity of
the salivary glands, and this in turn draws the blood to the stom
ach and away from the brain.
Another very valuable plan is always to apologize to every
body concerned after a display of temper. This is very apt to
bore those who receive the apology, but it makes the hot tem
pered one feel foolish, and he will realize as his temper comes on
that he must soon be apologizing, his mind takes a different turn
and he can learn gradually to control himself.
A very sad fact is this, that many men ami women are dis
tinctly GLAD of having a hot temper. They feel that there is
something very creditable, something aristocratic and noble, in
getting angry on slight provocation.
They are encouraged in this belief by bettermatured people
around them, who give in to their whims out of dread of their
temper and flatter their vanity.
As a matter of fact, the person who habitually shows temper
is apt to be a good deal of a bully. If you watch him carefully
you will find that his high temper is usually aimed at those EN
DER him. who can not resent his rudeness.
The hot-tempered floor walker or manager, even th£> MOST
hot tempered, is apt to be as mild as milk when his employer
comes around.
The woman who is hot tempered with those whom she eon
aiders beneath her is extremely apt to be very sweet in her
manner with those to whom she looks for favors or social prefer
ment.
This class of hot-tempered humanity consists largely of born
bullies, and they are not easily cured.
Old Age and Mental Act ivity
“We are dying too young,’’ declares the brilliant Professor
Maria Sanford, now seventy-five and retired on a Carnegie pension
after thirty years of active work.
“I have heard it said that among animals the time of life is
five times the age that required to reach maturity. 1 can not see
why mankind should not come under the same law. As thirty
years are needed for a man to reach maturity, then under natu
ral conditions he should live to be a hundred and fifty, so von
see our race is dying in what might, be termed childhood.’’
As a factor in attaining this advanced age she advises active
mental exercise.
hile it is true that many of our greatest tnen have reached
advanced age. thus seeming to hear out the soundness of Pro
fessor Sanford's theory, yet, on the other hand, scores of illiter
ate persons live beyond the century mark. Metchnikoft', work
ing incessantly, is at great age apparently in robust health. The
other day there died in Mexico an Aztec said to have been one
hundred and eighty-five years old.
• With present day scientific knowledge we have already
reached a greater average age than our ancestors, but it is safe
to say that tew of us would cure to drag along to a toothless,
hairless, wrinkled century and a half unless effective means shall
be found to rob old age of its helplessness.
• Harvesters Arc Needed
VvTvh harvest in full swing in the Northwest the farmers can
nor secure hands enough to gather in the enormous wheat crops.
At wages ranging from $2.50 to $3 a day it is estimated bv
‘the railroads that there is work for 3,000 men in the Dakotas
and Montana alone.
In other states the story is the same—bumper yield and lack
of force to take advantage of it.
It seems a pity that the thousands of men wandering the
streets of our big cities, anxious to work, can not be transporred
to this land of plenty, where their wages would be clear savin".
The time is sure to come when the tenement dweller, strug
gling along without sunlight and in noise and want attempting to
bring up a family, will realize that the open country is the place
for the man who wants physical, mental and moral, as well as
financial value for the labor of his hands.
The Atlanta Georgian
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Copyright. 1912. by International News Service.
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“There seems to be something- unusual going on in town!”
“Yes, the police graft in Cliffville is being exposed! They’ve got some of
them in .jail already! Thai's Mayor Skinclothes, signing an order for an investi
gation! He didn't want to do it but he had to! Say, he’s the maddest man in
town!”
::: MOTHER’S WORK :::
Bv DOROTHY DIX.
rpHE son of a woman who i-
I said io bi- worth seven million
dollar* got mat t ied, and after
the mannet of the sons of rich and
doting mothers conducted himself
in such away that hi wife w is.
obliged to sue him for
Then the question of a support for
his wife and two children came up.
and the young man protested that
he was poor, that he earned only
a small salary, and could pax but a
pittmee of alimony
But the judge may his tribe in
crease —overruled this plea, and, in
awarding the wife and children
enough money to insure them a de
cent living, said
“If a woman brings up her son
in idleness, with the idea that he is
to inherit wealth, then what the
mother Is worth is dearly admissi
ble in determining what alimony
the son shall pay."
And so mamma lias got to go
down in her own pocket and pay
tiie alimony.
This is a righteous decision that
every just person will applaud. If a
woman rears her son to be a waster
and a spender, instead of thrifty
and industrious, it is no more than
right that she should be forced to
support the wife and children she
has not fitted him to care for like a
decent man. It is her fault that
he is worthless, and it is not fair
that his family should expiate in
poverty his mother's crime.
As a cold, plain matter of fact,
every mother is responsible for the
kind of a husband her daughter-in
law gets, and the tragedy or it is
that when the daughter-in-law gets
a bad husband, it is only when it is
a question of money that his moth
er can make any reparation for
the deadliest wrong that one hu
man being can do to another.
In the matters that really affect a
woman’s happiness such as kind
ness, consideration, generosity, ten
derness. chivalry, every man is ab
solutely what his mother makes
him. If he has these gooil qualities
bis wife is blessed among women,
though she lives in a hovel, and
wears calico If he has them not
slu is accursed. tZough she may
dwell in a palace, and iovii her
bruised and aching heart with point
lace and diamonds.
The wedding present that the
bridegroom's mother mak s a In ide
on her wedding daj is, literaljj and
FRIDAY, AUGUST 9, 1912.
trulx'. her happiness or her misery
for the balance of her life. She is
responsible for the weal or woe of
her son's wife.
If she has trained him to habits
of self-control; if she has taught
him to b<' just and fair in his deal
ings with women; if she has iwide
him understand how full of suffer
ing a woman's life is at best, and so
DOROTHY DIX.
tilled him with compassion and
sympathy for even the humblest of
the sex; if she has made him real
ize how sacred is the responsibility
a man assumes when he takes a
woman's life into his keeping, then
his mother may hold her head
proudly erect, for she knows she is
bestowing upon the girl at the altar
a gift beside which family silver
ami tiaras and ropes of pearls are
but baubles, not worth the having.
But, if when a woman watches
her son being married, she knows
that she has raised him up to be
undisciplined and untaught; if she
knows that he has an unbridled
temper and a tongue that stabs like
a dagger: if she knows that he is
selfish and grouchy and tyrannical;
if she knows that he will make of
his wife a plaything that he will
throw away when he is tired of it,
or that she will be a slave who wi
trembh befon him. then she must
also know betself a criminal, and
that she would do a kinder act if
she shot the bride dead where she
stood in Iter bridal robes than to let
her tuarrj her son.
And the worst of it Is that the
woman who gives another woman a
bad husband can never undo her
wrong. There is no place for her
for repentance, though she seek it
with prayers and tears. Her op
portunity is gone with her son’s
plastic childhood. Then she might
have .trained him to make a good
husband when he was grown, but
after he reaches marriageable age
it is too late.
There is nothing else on earth so
cynically humorous as that most of
the women of civilization are band
ed together in churches and altru
istic societies to make the world
better and happier, and yet the one
thing that they could do to bring
<m the millennium they never even
think of doing.
Every other sorrow in existence
is as nothing to the anguish caused
by unhappy marriages. That is the
very fountain of tears, the founda
tion of the mountain of broken
hearts, yet women have within
their grasp the panacea for all of
this woe, and they do not use it.
It is within the bounds of pos
sibility that there would be no
more unhappy marriages if moth
ers would only train up their chil
dren to make good husbands and
wives, and when they fail to do
this they make themselves acces
sories before the crime not only of
divorce, but for all the wretched
ness for which it is the inadequate
cure.
When a man turns out to be fine
and brave and wonderful, and
achieves a great success, we like to
give much of the credit to his
mother, ami tell how she inspired
him, and molded his character, and
helped to make him what he is.
Let us not forget that the man
who is mean, and little, who is
trifling and worthless, who is a
failure, and who is a curse to all
who come in contact with him,
likewise had a mother. He is also
mother's work. It was her influ
ence that molded him. her weak
ness that is responsible for his
failure. Many a mother looking at
the sort of a job she has turned
out in her son must be conscience
stricken at the way she has acquit
ted herself of her task.
It is the mother who is responsi
ble for the kind of a husband her
son makes. Think of that, moth
ers. What sort of a husband are
you rearing for your neighbor's
daughter? What sort of a hus
band i- she bringing up for your
daughter"
THE HOME PAPER
Elbert Hubbard
Writes on
The
Gambler
By ELBERT HUBBARD
Copyright, J 912, by International News Service
OF the “morality" of gambling
'nothing need be said. All I
affirm is that it is simply ab
surd to enter on a habit where
success is defeat and to win is ca
lamity.
The successful amateur gambler
graduates into a professional—he
has to, for business men shun him.
No man who plays cards for
money can keep his position long.
The fact is, none of us has a sur
plus of brains, and if we are going
to succeed in business all the power
we have to our credit is demanded.
The man who can play cards at
hight and do business in the day
time hasn’t yet been born.
Life is a bank account with so
much divine energy at your dispo
sal. What are you going to do with
it? If you draw your checks for
this, you can not draw’ for that.
Take your choice. And, above all.
do not draw on tlfe Bank of Futu
rity by breathing bad air. keeping
bad hours and bad company.
The man who succeeds in busi
ness is the one who goes to bed
before 10 o’clock at night, and only
one thing is he jealous of., and that
is outdoor exercise.
Gambling robs a rpan of rest,
and the keen edge of life is lost
In shuffling the pasteboards. All /
he gives to his employer or the
world is the discard. Outside of his
play he is a weak, inefficient per
son, and his weakness Is very apt
to manifest itself in burdening his
friends.
The curse of gambling does not
fall on the gambler alone, any more
than the drunkard alone suffers for
his fault. Suffering falls upon
every one within the radius of the .
gambler.
If your gambler is on a salary,
he very’ often comes around for his
wages before pay day, then he gets
to discounting his salary’ to a mon
ey shark; then, if he can, he will
"borrow” his pay’ before he earns it,
without first consulting you. He in
tends to pay it back—oh, yes!
He wins and pays it back. This
encourages him to borrow more the
next time. He takes more in order
:: Love’s Supremacy ::
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
A S yon great sun in his supreme condition
Absorbs small worlds and makes them all his own.
So does my love absorb each vain ambition.
Each outside purpose which my life has known.
Stars can not shine so near that vast orb'd splendor;
They are content to feed his flames of tire; \
And so my heart is satisfied to render !
!Its strength, its all, to meet thy strong desire.
As in a forest when dead leaves are falling
From all save some perenniaj green tree,
So one by one I find all pleasures palling
That are not linked with or enjoyed by thee.
And all the homage that the world may proffer.
1 take as perfumed oils or incense sweet.
And think of it as one thing more to offer,
And sacrifice to Love, at thy dear feet. j
I love myself because thou art my lover, 1
My name seems dear since uttered by thy voice;
Yet. argus-eyed, 1 watch and would discover
Each blemish in the object of thy choice.
I coldly sit in judgment on each error; j
To my soul’s gaze I hold each fault of me,
Until my pride is lost in abject terror.
Lest I become inadequate to thee.
Like some swift-rushing and sea-seeking river.
Which gathers force the farther on it goes.
So does the current of my love forever
Find added strength and beauty as it flows.
The more 1 give, the more remains for giving.
Ihe more receive, tho more remains to win.
Ah! only in eternities of living j
Will life be long enough to love thee in
to win more. He is now’ obliged to
play heavily because his debts are
accumulating. It is an old story,
and dozens of men in prison can tell
you all about it.
To do business w’ith gamblers
leads, as a rule, to disappointment,
because with gamblers the idea
of reciprocity, mutuality and co
operation, except to skin some
body, does .not exist.
From betting to beggardom Is
only one step. No man can play
the pasteboards or the races con
tinually and win. Mathematically
he is bound to lose at last. And
of all fools the biggest Is the man
who bets on a “sure thing."
John Madden has followed the
business for a quarter of a cen
tury and says: "I quit betting
years ago and if 1 ever bet again
it will be because the disease has
gotten the better of my business
judgment.”
The bookmaker gets it all—he
, has but to wait and the whole
thing is his. It is just like the
game where the dealer takes care
of all the bets and gives the first
booster an ace in the hole. If the
boosters do not get the “live one’s"
money the dealer will. He gets
all the others have, as sure as
death, if they continue to play.
Do not Imagine that all gam
bling is done 1n the cities. "Man
made the cities, God the country,
but the devil made the small
towns.” Hardly a village in
America is free from the scourge.
Gambling means blurred vision,
weak muscles, shaky nerves. Loss
of sleep, lack of physical exer
cise. irregular meals, bad air, ex
citement, form a devil’s monopoly <
of bad things—and the end is dis
grace, madness, death and the
grave.
I am not a member of the
Christian Endeavor society. the
Epworth League, the Baptist
Union, the Knights of Columbus
or the Society for the Suppression
of Vice, and all I say here is sim
ply a little plain talk by one busi
ness man to others, with all soft
sentiment omitted.
Boys, we need all the brains jwe
have in our work.