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What Sort of Girl Do Men Like Best?
women dress to
to please each other? In the
majority of cases I should caj
■hat they dressed to please each (
pother.
The average man admires simplie-
I lty In dress; the average woman de
lights in elaborate effects. Not one
man In a hundred looks on the tower
ing pompadour as otherwise than
atrocious, and yet, see the vogue it
has attained.
Every woman likes* to hear her, taste
in dress praised by her men friends,
but she can not resist the prevailln*-
^ashlons. A gown that every man in i
“oom will disparage will bring a f . 1 :
of er.vy from every woman present.
Careful dressing will Improve ever
woman's appearance, but fussy dreos
ing will not add to her beauty In th*
i least.
Girls make a great mistake when
fuss so much about their clothes j
to give men the impression that
can think of nothing else.
't Like Dolls.
You see, girls, a young man wants a
not a dreesed-up doll,
The girl who makes her own clothe- 7
presents a neat and smart ap-
makes a great hit with any i
man. He can not help but
how clever and capable sh.
nust be. and that she will, in all prob
ability, make a good, economical wife
Economy may not sound very r,
Inantic, but, all the same, It is a vert
desirable quality In a wife, and on
ivhich every man admires.
The girl who has thousands to
[spend on her dress does not look a
tvhit more winsome than the one who,
pn a small allowance, dresses taste
fully and suitably.
Two young women sat near me at
opera the other night. The eon-
rast in their appearance was most
loticeable.
One was gowned In pompadour sat-
a white ground with huge pink
soft black* material that fell around
her pretty, young figure in graceful
folds, it way cut square In the neck
ami edged with a fold .of soft white
c*epty f ■ > < K
. .The t*)b<nv 'sl'ec^Ves were finished
w'it!i ruehing of Uie jshine material.
\ .single stttuid e£ pp^ris -I’ier only
ornament!.* Her h;11 r Svau *p;>Vfed alid
rolled a Way face,^ending In a
cHlVt. th<' 1 baikvpf hc*r hyad.
Simplicity 'Wins. . - .
Hvr face >vas itcvBJV. not .a bii pret-
f1er<th’an t'hv otlyWAtfuTs, nut she was i
t joy uV loyli yuU in,4)er exquisite srtm- !
! Iicity. A& Tor relative vqst of the
two costdmov the';'first exceeded the j
second tweniy ; tiriv? 3 - .- v
r do not heneydfaliyre was a man in
the house who would have,hesitated a.
minute as tn wh!t% ? he ■ndh'iired more.
The simple e^stiuiie^w.ouM come 'out j
• •• - '
’ The* keynote 'to .beauty is. simplicity, j
anil you never cap, make a mistake if
you* sti-clrto It. AV*>i<l' extravaga nt ef- \
fecu*.
Don’t look as though9£.mipd w$ia
all on 'ypur "cTojhep, . "i)oii t frighten
youi* .prb^poctiVe aui*6rs away by ex
travagant ' idtffts r/rul talk.
The Humility
of Love
AN EMBARRASSING SITUATION
What Would You Do if It Happened to You? ]
A young man wants a wife, not a dressed-up doll.”
dour that I heartily pitied the unfor
tunate man who sat .behind her. It
was a wonderful pompadour. When
it had reached such.a height that you
felt it must fall off it began all over
again in a series of puffs and curls.
The other girl was gowned in some
and yellow roses scattered over it.
Yellow lace trimmed it profusely
wherever it was* possible. There were
diamonds, diamonds everywhere—in
her corsage, round her neck, in her
ears.
And, to crown it all, such a pompa-
Give* and Take.
A X araujsu/ig story is related liy a Paris
correspondent. *
When tl-o Sdltan of Turkey gave or-
dVr$ fur tho n wboJizg,tfV>9 of 'his troops
ho'hent. to the King*of Bulgaria a sack
of millet, with the following letter:
■“FcrdtnamT Kfftrmrf; molrilt*© if ymr
like, but be assured' there are as many
soldiers lrr Turkey as-there-are grains-
pf millet in this .sack. - Now, if you.
wish-, deckipe jtar.” ,,
.The King of. liulglia’s reply was in
kind. il* sent, a very- rrtHf+r •'smallej;
sack fdr«d ..with the ^tiny grains, of a
mVtSt:'virulent, red: pepper ‘ rtfTfiV country*; ‘
“Jschg'usjkVit_s^called t .and it does not
! belie Its name, for ttie'effect iS that of a'
very vigorous snuff, 1 With it went the*
following dedication*..
“Dear Mr. Sultan—The Bulgarians are
| not numerous, it is true; but be assured
: ihat to stick your nose into their affairs
! is like sticking it into our national con
diment. Try it and see. They'll sting
you so sharply that the whole of Asia
| will not be able to save you.”
MARRIED LIFE THE THIRD YEAR
By MABEL HERBERT URNER
d ABEL HERBERT URNER
Sets Down Some Further Third
fear Experiences of Helen and
iVarren—Letter of Warren’s
T was not fair! Aunt Emma had
no right to ask it! It was too
much to expect! Rebelliously
threw down this last letter
Warren’s aunt.
They had done their share: They
sent that box of clothing—and a
Until now Helen had not
that Warren had sent, the
check. She wondered how much it
was. Again she tookv up Aunt Em
ma’s letter and for the third time
it through.
Dayton, Ohio,'April 9, 1913.
Dear Helen—I can’t tell you
how thankful we -were to get the
box. If you only knew how much
we needed everything you sent.
George was especially grateful for
that overcoat of Warren's, and
your brown suit just fit me. I
only had to let out the skirt
band.
Tell Warren his Uncle George
is going to write him and thank
him for the check. We hadn’t ex
pected that, but it has helped so
much. Everything is still in a
dreadful condition. The whole
house will have to be cleaned and
disinfected before anything can
be used. The filthy deposit the
flood left over everything is hor
rible. And we find thaf much of
the foundation of the house has
been washed away. The walls
are all cracked and must of the
plaster is off.
We have tried to clean out the
kitchen and dining room; have
tacked sheets over the wails. It
will be weeks before we can get
the rest of the house fit to use.
Now, Helen, I'm going to ask
something of you and Warren,
which I want you to feel free to
answer frankly. You remerqber
you once invited Alice to make
you a visit. Do you think you
could let her come now ? If 1
could only get her away from here
for a few weeks it would mean
so much to us all. She has not
been well all winter, and the
horror of this has told on her
fearfully. But if you feel that it
would not be convenient, and
that I am asking too much, please
do not hesitate to say so.
Lovingly.
AUNT EMMA.
Helen Is Rebellious.
No, it was NOT fair! The more
Helen read the letter the more re
bellious she felt. If Alice must get
away, why could she not visit Carrie
or some of the other relatives? They
were all better able to have her.
It Was all very well for Aunt Emma
to write that they must not-hesitate t<j
say so if it were not convenient, but
she knew they would not say that.
Besides the box, Warren had sent a
check—-that thought kept rankling.
Why had he not told her? How
much had he sent? And still his
Aunt Emma expected them to do
more!
Then Helen felt suddenly ashamed
of her attitude. Was she getting
hard and unsympathetic and selfish?
Should she be glad to help these rela
tives of Warren’s who had been
through such a terrible tragedy and
had lost practically everything?
For' the rest of the day Helen’s
thoughts and feelings were most
complex. Her real desire to be gen
erous and helpful was mingled with
the rankling rebellion about it all.
She had met Alice only once, about
two years before, and then she had
been a very pretty but rather vain
and frivolous girl of about eighteen.
Helen knew that as the only child,
both Aunt Emma and Uncle George
had petted and pampered her beyond
words. And to have this spoiled
young woman on one’s hands for an
indefinite visit was not a cheerful
prospect.
Must Send a Check.
Helen restrained her impulse to tell
Warren about it as soon as he came
home, for she wanted him to have
his dinner unworried. But after
ward when he was settled in the
library, she handed him the letter
with a quiet,
“Here’s a letter I got from your
Aunt,Emma to-day.”
He read it without comment, put
it down on the table and then gazed
frowningly out of the window. Several
moments passed and still he did not
speak.
“What do you think we ought to
do, dear,” ventured Helen, finally.
Without answering Warren rose
and strode up and down the room,
his hands in his pockets, frowning
down on the floor. He was plainly
much upset.
“Suppose we’ll have to let her come.
Don’t see how we can refuse, do
you?”
“No, I suppose we can’t,” weakly.
“And I’ll have to send a check for
her fare, too.”
“Oh, will we have to do that? Why
surely, Warren, they won’t expect
that!”
“Well, they’ve lost everything,
haven’t they? Uncle George wrote mv
that all the stock in the store was
ruined, and he had only fire insur
ance—nothing to cover this.”
“But you just sent them a check,
didn’t you?” longing to ask how-
much it had been.
“Oh. they’ll have used that. Well,
we’re in for it, I guess. You’ll have
to write her to come on. Say I’ll send
a check for her ticket. But by
George, I’ve had a bad month, and I
can tell you this doesn't come easy.”
Helen Writes the Letter.
“Oh, dear, I’m so sorry?” Helen
stroked his arm in tender sympathy,
“but think how much better off we
are than so many—those poor p< p)<
out there who’ve lost everything—•
whose homes and families have been
swept away. At least we- have our
swept away. At least we have our
home and •ach other.”
“Huh, well I-don’t think that’s so
blamed much. And now we’ve got her
coming on here. If’any one thinks I’ve
got a cinch—well, they’re welcome to
my job. I’m not any too keen on it,
I can tell you that. Now if you’re
going to write that letter, you'd better
get at it.”
“Oh, Warren, do I have to write it?
Hadn’t you better?”
“She wrote you, didn’t she? You're
the one has to answer.”
. “What shall I say?” going reluc
tantly over to the desk. “I can’t truth- 1
fully write we ll be glad to have her
come.”
“Well, you’re pretty good at lying—
so lay it on thick, if were going
to do the thing at all, we might as
well do it up right.”
“When shall I say for her to come?”
helplessly.
“As soon as she wants to. No use
putting it off.”
Helen wrote steadily for several
moments.
“Will this do?” reading aloud.
“Dear Aunt Emma—We’ll be
very glad to have Alice visit us.
We know how difficult things
must he for you and are glad of
this opportunity to help. I have
just talked it over with Warren,
and he agrees with me that it will
be the best thing.for Alice. We
will do everything possible to
make her visit a pleasant one
arid help her to forget the fear
ful ordeal she has been’through.
“Warren says tell you he will
send a check for her fare in a few
days. .Let us know 4 whyn to ex
pect her.
“Affectionately, your nlede,
“HELEN.”
"I’m—m, that’ll do, I suppose.”
Helen folded the letter and put it
into the envelope, thoughtfully.
“Dear, were pot doing it very
cheerfully, are we? I suppose we
oughtn’t to feel so mean about it.”
“Huh, we deserve a lot of credit
for doing it at all. You think people
do Streh thhrgs cheerfully? Take it
from me that nine-tenths of the so-
called ‘unselfish, generous, charitable’
deeds are done a darn sight more be
grudgingly than we're doing this.
Here, give me that letter—I’ll mail
it now.”
Recognized It.
A certain London clergyman who had
been traveling in Greece found himself
compelled to stay the night at a monas
tery bri Mount Athbs. ’ The welcome was
warm, but the food execrable, in par
ticular the soup, which the guest could
hardly force himself to swallow 7 . Being
a classical scholar, his knowledge of
ancient Greek helped him to some un
derstanding of the monks, who spoke
the wddcly-different modern tongue, and
he was astonished to hear that the un
palatable soup was an English dish.
“English!” cried one of the monks,
adding that an FJnglish sailor had been
there not long before and recognized it.
“What did ho call it?” asked the
clergyman
The monk had to think for a moment
before he could recollect the strange
English name of that soup. Ah! he had
it. It was “bees’ly muck!”
By PRANCES L. GARSIDE.
A GIRL who lives in the moun
tains writes from the depths
of her trouble heart.
”! am a young girl of eighteen,
anu am in love with a young man
of twenty-five who lives in the city.
He loves me in return and has asked
me to marry him. I know 7 that l
am just a mountain girl who lives in
a little tfown. If he takes me to the
city, where his folks are well-to-do,
1 know* they will be ashamed of me,
and also' of him. Can you tell me
how* I can learn the city life and
-look and dress like a city lady?
“MOUNTAIN GIRL.”
Heaven forbid that I should do a
thing so monstrous. If by any
thought or suggestion I ever influ
enced any little girl from the coun-
trv “to learn city life and look and
uress like a city lady,” then may my
punishment be swift and sure! It
could not be worse than my deserts.
She loves ?his man with a single
ness of purpose, and with her whole
heart, he doesn’t love him for what
such an alliance may bring her in
social position or financial returns,
she will not give him a heart that is
oivided with any other man.
She Likes Mountain Air.
She is pure and sweet and whole
some, like the mountain air she has
always breathed, and her love bears
the mark of every true woman’s love:
Humility. She does not question if
lie is good enough for her, but if she
is good enough for him, and would
make herself over to match what
she dreams might be his ideals.
A?ter ehe lias lived in the city
a while she will want to make him
over! I wonder if he appreciates the
treasure he is winning!
If I hoped to make a “city lady”
of her, 1 would introduce her to every
deception beginning with the powder
can and rouge pot, and ending Chaos
alone knows where.
1 would accompany her to a dress
maker, and assist in tearing down
every conception she has of decency
and modesty. She must wear her
skirts vulgarly tight, and immodestly
short, and the neck cut indecently
low.
She must take off those sensible
shoes that serve for purposes of com
fort and protection, and put on
pumps and silk hose that will cause
the eyes of all men to follow her,
that being the beginning and end of
all ambition of the “city lady.”
1 would give her a hat that is a
torture to the head under it, and a
torment to all who sit near, but that
is indispensable because its gro
tesqueness attracts. 1 would, in brief,
take the care in outfitting her that
a sign painter observes in painting
a cigarette sign: Anything to catch
the eyes of the men!
Will His Folks Be Proud?
1 wonder when she has been made
into a “city lady," and every charm
of nature has been tortured, sup
pressed, pinched, squeezed and paint
ed into all that is hideous and un
natural. if “his” folks will be proud
of her. If they are, then they are
the kind of relations one is better
off for not knowing.
I wonder if the man who loves the
mountain girl will love her just as
much when she has become a victim
of the prevailing city life epidemic.
I doubt it, and because I doubt it I
want this little mountain girl to
bring to her city home so much of
the strength and purity of her native
bills that the hypocrisy of the un
natural city life will never find room.
The history of this great, old world
will prove that ever since man left
his mark upon it, the rugged, the
strong and the upright have come
from the mountains, and the weak
and shifting and indecisive have come
from the plains.
I do not want this little girl to
become contaminated by the lives of
the dwellers in the plains. I want
her to b6 always honest and fearless
and sincere. To be natural, to be
herself, to’be grateful that she was
in the beginning, "just a mountain
girl.”
For she has a heritage worth more
than any superficial knowledge of
what makes up a “city lady."
This is evidently a situation requiring ac
tion rather than words. It has happened in
many a household. What would you do if you
were one of the parties involved? Think it
over and talk it over with your friends. You
may be in the same predicament some time.
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LET THE NEXT DISPUTE END IT.
D ear miss Fairfax:
I am 20 and am very much in
love with a young lady of is. We
have been engaged for nearly one
year. She and 1 both have a very
high temper and are very inch -
pendent, which causes us to dis
agree and fuss and burst up for
a short time only. Now. I think
the world and all of this young
lady, and ofttimes try to give her ;
advice in the right direction, as I
think, because she is young and
has never had the experience of
love. For the love I have for her
I have stuck to her through all
anger and tears.
Now, our engagement has been
put off for the second time; once
on account of (I think) this girl
being the main support of he»
family, and her mother persuaded
her out of the notion, telling her
to put it off a while longer; and
then, when we had a little dis
agreement a few weeks ago. I
quietly left her, but did not tell
her that I would not be back,
thinking that perhaps she would
let me hear from hern the next day,
as she usually calls me over the
phone; but, on account of her in
dependence, she failed to call me.
Finally, her conscience made her
speak to me, so she called me over
the phone and told me she was in
the wrong and wanted us to try It
once more, which, of course, 1
gladly accepted and went back.
Would you go on with the young
lady and continue mv love and
affection for her, and in the wkui-
up get married on the day she
wishes, after she has already been
the cause of tw 7 o broken engage
ments? TROUBLED.
Your very mature way of question
ing the girl’s good sense is amusing.
You say she is 18 and too young to
know better; and you are only 20!
Moreover, I don't like your compla
cency. You are too quick to think
she is in the wrong.
For her sake, let the next dispute be
tile last. 1 am sure she can do better.
. GIVE HIM UP.
D ear miss-fair fax:
I am going with a young man
29 years of age. I am 22, and
have been going with him ever
since I met him. two yfears ago.
During this period of tim** he-has
claimed he loved me with all his
“heart and soul.” This friend is
fond of drink; otherwise he is
nearly perfect. Some time ago he
told me he thought if w< were
married we would never be. happy,
and he didn’t think he was good
enough for me. I agreed that we
stop going together, hut he didn’t
stop. He has continued to call me
up and continues to call.
DISTRESSED.
His fondness for drink makes him
most undesirable, though otherwise he
may be nearly perfect.
He admits his unfitness for you.
Agree with him, and give him up.
NOT IF YOU LOVE HIM.
D ear miss Fairfax:
I am a young girl of 3 9.
and am deeply ia love with a gen
tleman 20 year** my senior. This
gentleman calls upon me every
evening, and Is always very af
fectionate.
I am engaged to this gentleman
and expect to marry him some
time next month. Do you think
the difference In age is tot* great?
DOLLY.
The difference is on the right side.
If you were 20 years sail' r I
would urge you not to marry him. but
the years are so much harder on v
woman than on a man that this dif
ference between your age and his will
grow less every year.
A MATTER OF TASTE.
D ear miss Fairfax:
Please advise me if it is cus
tomary to send a present upon the
receipt of an annoum eemnt of i
wedding or the birth of a child.
M. H. II.
This is a custom that is growing
steadily and unfortunately so, for the
reason that it means another tax on
friendship.
Don’t begin it. unless obliged to
and in that event let your-gift be in
expensive.
NOT FAIR TO YOU.
ni AK MISS FAIRFAX
1 ' T have been k ’ng com
pany with a young woman ahenii.
*dx months. A short luu# tact
she went away and’met a young
man and became engaged to him.
Since her return she has been
writing asking me to keep her
company just the same, as the
man she is engaged to is far
away, and she will not see him
for maybe six months. Do you
think it right for me to go with
her? J. W.
Most decidedly not. She is not true
in thought to her fiance in asking it
and is not fair to you.
QUIT GUESSING.
TYEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
^ I am in love, I guess, with a
girl who is of the same age as I.
When in company she seems to
admire me, hut when by ourselves
she seems to not be as sociable.
What must I do to win her love?
IN SUSPENSE.
She probably doubts your sincerity,
just as I doubt it. Perhaps, also, when
you are alone with her she is afraid
to show her admiration, thinking you
may be too presumptuous.
SHE IS RIGHT.
HEAR .YUS3 FAIRFAX:
I am a young man of 38,
keeping comi any with a young
woman two years my senior. We
are infatuated with each other.
But m.v mother does not approve
of it, for the simple reason that
I am too young to keep com
pany with any as yet. C. T. H.
A boy of 18 is too young to play #
with love. Give up this nonsense and
devote more time to your work. If
she is th< girl for you. this is not the
time, and both you and she will Im
prove in the waiting.
HER MANNER WILL SHOW IT.
HEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am a young man 18 years
of age. and like very much a girl
one-half year my junior. I see
her very often. I do not know*-'
whether she likes me or not, but
would like to find out.
J. G. G. Q.
That is easy to learn, %as girls are
not clever in concealing their likes
or dislikes. But don’t make the ef
fort. You a’re both too young.
WbmmS’
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