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Talks With the
Til Nora, the
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By LILIAN LAUFERTY
P RETTY, red-haired Irish Nora had
been the presiding deity of our
kitchen for three years, and i had
always prided myself on the kindly,
friendly spirit—entirely free from con
descension—I had shown toward her.
But I have recently learned a little
maxim, to wit: When you feel pleased
with yourself for the charming demo
cratic spirit you are showing toward
some one. you are probably treating
that individual in a sufficiently Lady
(’lara Vero DeVere, Haughty Beauty
manner to make the word “sister” slink
in shame right out of the English lan
guage.
Nora, as an individual, introduced
herself to me in this wise: “Do you
think your mother would be willing to
get anotiier vegetable man and let Mr.
Hobbs go?”
“Why do you ask that. Nora
Too Much the Gentleman.
“Just xm a favor to me. Miss. You
see it's this way: Mr. Hobbs keeps
a-comin' to see me; I have asked him
not agin and agin, and last evening
he asked me to marry him, an’ 1 said
no, so 1 think it would be best to get
a new vegetable man."
I was inclined to treat the matter
facetiously; it was only an affair of the
cook's. "Do you think he will revenge
himself by giving us Inferior vegeta
bles in future. Nora?”
“Oh, no. Miss he is far too much the
gentleman for that! You see that is
where the trouble lies: he Is too much
the genUem-ui.'
“You see he owns his own vege
table farm and has a high school edu
cation and his folks stand well in the
community. Now. how would it do for
hi~i to marry a servant girl? He does
n belong to my world, Miss: I don’t
1 ong to his class, and as I don't j
hold with such marriages, and there *
ain't much happiness in them, ah' he
will probably go try in’ to make love t«.
me, I just thought maybe your mother
would fix things so I won't be tempted
to do what would never come out well
for any of us both.”
I considered Nora as a girl like my
self. Suppose you consider her. too,
little sisters, in your home nests. Think
her over as a girl—a real girl—not
merely as a cook, and a representative
of the servant class.
Chance To Rise.
Suppose a man of a class that had
more of education, more of refinement
and more of social position than your
own, suppose such a man asked you
to marry him. Suppose he offered you
a haven of refuge money, protection
and freedom from work. Would you
"hold with such a marriage?” T think
:-o. And though you might consider
the question of romantic* 1 doubt
very much if you Would ever stop to 1
weigh- the vast question of suitability :
Most of us modest little feminine per
sons think that, given a position, we
can till it—and so, given a chance to
rise in the world, we GRAB!
Nora's idea is different and very sim
ple once you grasp all its modest sub
tlety. She is actually proud of being
a servant; “proud that she can earn an
honest living by her own efforts; proud
that out of her $6 a .week she can save
enough to send the little mother in
Ireland $5 each month: proud that she
could bring her younger sister over and
lit Annie out so “she wouldn’t look such
a greenhorn that no one would, be want
ing her except to tind the extreme back
door."
Tn tier own world Nora has many
friends. She works hard and plays with
gusto, and is quite sure that God called
her to a certain place in the world, so
why not fill that place t< the best of
her ability, instead of trying to leap
two nr three rings of a social ladder
to a place she might be entirely un
able to fill when she got there? That is
Nora's philosophy.
Ambition and Avarice.
“Now, don’t think that I have no am
bition at all. Miss. I just would like
to go on slow and sure in this world
and when I am going to go anywhere
make sure first that 1 can stay put
after I arrive.”
“Now me brogue. I’ve almost losht
thot, ye’ll be afther noticin’, please,
Miss, dear."
I laughed. Ii was fresh, but refresh
ing. and Nora had been proving herself
a girl who knew' her place.
“I’ve tried other things besides being
a servant, i could just live along
on the dollar and a quarter a day 1
could make as a seamstress. Working
up in that to where I could support
myself and do a little for my folks was
too slow, for what I seemed to work up
most of all was an appetite. And I
could not live on what 1 could buy. So
I took a place and tried to learn mani
curing the while. I wasn’t the kind for
a shop n d brignt enough in the way a
mat.icure* girl has to be. I seemed lost
somehow, and here I am found: so here
I stay in the class I belong. And maybe
I’ll get married, but I’ll marry a man
who will bo having just as much ad
vantage havin’ Nora Doyle for a wife
as she is goin’ to get out of being his
missis.
"1 don’t hold with avariciousness
either, Miss, and though I’m going to
carry myself as far as I can I’m not
for pullin’ for some one else or shovin’
on my own part."
Do You Enjoy Life?
“But you are young like me. Nora.
Don't you want to enjoy life? Don’t
you ever want a good time?"
“Indeed I do, Miss, and I have it.
Please don't think I’m fresh to say it,
but sometimes I think l have more fun
than you and your friends. I can go to
a dance in a white shirt waist and en
joy it fine; if I haven't got a fellow to
take me, I can go about by mesilf and
have a good time without any one say
ing a word against me. And oh. Miss,
dear, if you only knew what fun it is
to have no worries about my own way,
working all l can, and havin’ all the
fun I have time for, and there’s no one
I envy or who envies me—so now what
more should I be after wantin’?”
Pretty red-haired Trish Nora—I think
you have just missed the great secret
after all.
“A hair, perhaps, divides the false and
the true.”
“And upon what, prithee, does your
life depend?”
Catherine, the chambermaid, who was
ashamed of her work, and who dared
not let her friends know the nature of
i at _ toil lest they cast h.cr aside in
scorn -Catherine had no clew to The Se
cret; of that I am sure. And Nora,
for all her wholesome self-respect,
misses The Secret Man’s" in her calm,
acceptance of the probable verdict of
the “Vegetable Man’s" world. There is
a middle ground, little sisters, between
"avariciousness" and ambition—there
is a fair chance for us all to win the
respect of a world that may be socially
above us. but is never above us if we
can pronounce the “Open Sesame” of in
telligent, earnest striving forward and
upward.
True Sense of Value.
Somewhere among my sisters of toil
there is a girl who does her work well.
Who is proud of the doing, and who has
the fearless democracy that will enable
her to rise to the place where the in
terviewer who comes after me will talk
fr. her and not report that chat as an
‘ Interview* With an Unknown.”
J OHN.” said Mrs. Snitzer.
Pifford has a new hat.”
‘What of it?” asked
•Mrs.
John,
innocently.
“John Snitzer! Mrs. Gifford is tlie
last! All the other neighbors got spring
hats long ago. As long as Mrs. Gif
ford kept me company it was endura
ble. But now she has deserted me
and joined the majority. I can’t stand
; Enjoy—
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it: T must have a new hat!"
“I am surprised at Mrs. Gifford!”
growled Snitzer. “She always seemed
such a sensible woman. She could re
tain her status independent of her hats.
She is a woman of intellect apd horse
sense. rt is all right for climbers to
dress up in the latest styles. They
have to. But Mrs. Gifford could wear
her husband’s hat."
“That is what 1 thought,” said Mrs.
Snitzer. “But she has weakened and
now she wears a new hat.”
“Very well. 1 give up. Do likewise.
However, I hope you will not buy a
hat that will look like an explosion in a
hothouse.”
“No,” said Mrs. Snitzer. “I will not.”
“Nor like a scrambled rainbow.”
“No.” '
“Ah, I am much relieved! It’s to be
•really e, hat. then?”
“Yes.”
“A hat to wear?”
“Yes. to kind of wear, you know.”
“Yes. I know. It will either conceal
one eye and one ear or one eye and
both ears or both eyes and one ear or
both eyes and both ears, or it will bo
suspended on top of the head and not
touch anything."
"No. it will be a hat, and it will
look like a hat, and it will have just
one little feather sticking ^ip like a
question mark, or rather it is a good
deal like a sickie or a shepherd's crook.
“The sickle idea is good. It signifies
that the old man gets trimmed. The
crook is good. too. The bigger the crook
on the hat the bigger the crook the old
man has to he to be able to pay for it.
Yours will have to be more like a but
ton hook, my dear. I am outclassed in
that line.
“Oh, you have selected it already?’’
"Not exactly. I can not decide be
tween a yellow crook and a black one.”
“Take a black one. by all means. It
sounds rather operatic. Yes. I am sure
it should be a crook of the deepest
dye. Kindly take this coat of mine,
my dear, and hold it near the light I
want to see to part my hair, so I will
use the coat for a mirror."
Morning and Evening as Dame Fashion Wills
Daysey Mayme and
Her Folks
A Loyal
D.A.R.
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
1 YSANDER JOHN APPLETON al
ways looks on the bright side. It
is a good habit for a man of fam
ily to cultivate, or else but why di
gress?
Lysandor John has the bright side
habit in such perfect development that
if he had preacher kin he could find
pleasure in bragging that when the
preacher kin preaches they have to put
chairs in the aisles.
An Optimist.
His wife is an enthusiastic member
of the Daughters of the Revolution.
When she added D. A ft. receptions and
I* A. R meetings and D A. R. excur
sions to club, society, home missionary
and church work, he ate his cold pota
toes without complaint, remembering
j thut he had read somewhere cold meals
I hre Letter for the stomach than hot. He
Cultivated the bright side habit so as-
' atduoualy that he became a veritable
I Little Ray of Sunshine on a rainy day.
! He even ventured to inquire with some
j interest one evening while eating his
cold meat what was the food of the or
der He wanted to impress ills wlf®
with his lack of resentment, but, alas,
the question tuggested skepticism, igno
rance and doubt, and aroused her to
spirited defense.
“What is the good of it?” she ex
claimed. “Isn't it just like a man to
ask such a foolish question? The good
we do is boundless.”
In her wrath she took a quick breath
that snapped her corset string. “It is
boundless." she repeated, snapping an
other. "I’ll recall one noble deed out
of ten hundred equally noble.
"Last summer wo got trace of a man
who fought in the Revolutionary war,
and who was buried in a little country
grave-yard in Western Nebraska. His
poor grkve was ail sunk In and neg
lected ’’
What They Did.
Here she stopped to wipe away a sym
pathetic tear. “Do you know what we
did? We gave a fair that lasted three
days and raised *38.54 for a wreath of
tuberoses to be sent by express and laid
on that poor, sunken, neglected grave!
“Oh, it is a beautiful thought that
after all these weary years that poor
dead man's grave was remembered ai
last! Th»nk what such a tribute means
to posterity! Look* at its influence on
patriotism! Think what it means to
HIM!"
Here the picture of a wreath lying
on that poor man's grave after s«»
many unflowered years caused such
emotion that she broke more corset
strings, and had to leave the room for
repairs.
A THEATER WRAP.
This wrap is made up of white embroidered
net. It is trimmed with a high collarette of
black plaited net. The wrap is draped in a very
pretty movement of pannier, and
high flounce of embroidered net, i
a long cord of passementerie.
Do You Know
s finished by a
fid up by a Ion
A MORNING OR TEA DRESS.
For late morning lounging or an
afternoon tea gown, a slip of lemon
accordeon plaited sUk muslin, and a
email c<’.i• * of tussor striped emberald
green, bordered by piping of the same
color.
A DINNER GOWN.
Persian blue charmeuse is this gown's material.
The bodice Is made of a band of ivory satin. The
decollete is fastened in front by a huge rose of red
velvet. The -kirt is made in two parts, a flat slip
with a draped train, the second crossing in front
and making a draped knot oil the side at the knee.
Thai—
Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
The “Woman’s Court,” inaugurated
in Chicago, has proved a great suc
cess. Convinced that there were many
cases in which a woman would prove
a better arbitrator with her own sex
than a mere man, Judge Pinckney ap
pointed Miss Mary Bartelme to take
over all essentially feminine cases.
She has proved most successful in
dealing with wayward girls, or those
“who never had a chance.” No men !
are admitted to "Judge" Bartelme’s
court when cases of this class are ,
being dealt with, the probation offi
cers. court bailiffs, clerk and official
stenographers and reporters being all
women.
Tan Teong. a Chinaman, residing in
Malay Straits, was recently fined $100,
with the alternative of three weeks im
prisonment. for selling his adopted baby
: 1 for $50 to buy a coffin in which to ;
bury his wife.
In the stomach of a crocodile* which |
was shot by Mr. Wells on the Merguan
estate, Madras, were found a python 13
feet long, two tobacco pipes, a number
of pieces of whisky bottles and a pair
of trousers.
The average number of horses killed
In Spanish bull lights every year ex
ceeds 5,000, while from 1.000 to 1,200
bulls are sacrificed.
More newspapers are printed in the
United States than in England, France
and Germany combined.
The first electric railway in the world
was built in Ireland, from Bushmills to
Giants Causeway.
Shipping casualties of all nationali
ties last year totaled 108 vessels, with a
tonnage of 114,231.
In London only persons over the age
of sixteen may pawn goods.
Great Britain owns 65 submarine na
val vessels, France 58. the United States
and Japan 12.
DON’T SPEAK TO HIM AGAIN.
I A F: A11 MIS S FA 1R FA X :
^ I am 10 vacs of Last
pummer ! met a man six years my
senior whom 1 have learned to
love dearly, and know that my
love is reciprocated. My father
was opposed to him, and insulted
him, \fhich ho took like a man,
and 1 was forbidden to speak to
him. I had not spoken to him for
about three weeks, .and one day 1
met him. Breaking my father’s
command. I spoke to him, and
found we love each other dearly.
I speak to a number of other men,
but I find that I couldn’t love any
as I love him. TRUSTFUL.
You are only 16 and your .father
knows better than you know who
the best company for you. Don't
speak to the man again: make no at
tempts to see him, and don’t deceive
your father or disobey him again.
IT CERTAINLY IS.
D ear miss Fairfax;
In riding In the elevator of
an office building is it not the
proper thing for a gentleman to
remove his hat when a lady is
riding on the same elevator, even
though he ts not acquainted vvith
her? ETIQUETTE.
Thank you* for asking the question.
It furnishes opportunity for making a
statement I hope many men will read.
A gentleman always removes hi 3
hat when riding in an elevator with
a lady whether he is acquainted or
not.
YOU ARE VERY FOOLISH.
D ear miss Fairfax:
I am 18 and about three
months ago met a young man who
called on me frequently, and I
though’- he cared for me. One
evening he made an appointment
but never came. On the follow
ing day he sent word he had gone
on a distant business trip for an
indefinite stay. I found his so-
called “trip” was a falsehood. He
did not offer an apology, but said
he would tell me some time later.
He saw me home that evening
and made another appointment,
but when the time came he sent
a note saying he could not com •
;<nd offered a fairly good excuse.
He made another appointment for
a week later, but tit never came.
In spite of all. I love him still.
HEARTBROKEN.
If you permit this man to make an
other appointment with you, you will
o serve the neglectful treatment you
ire receiving.
Some Missing.
Bulkins was very pious, very fond of
the ladies and very bald oil the back of
his head. The other evening he was
calling on u girl, and' was giving her
considerable church talk.
“Ah, Miss Mary." lie said, “we are
watched over very car.' fully. Even the
hairs of our heads are numbered.”
“VMr. Bulkins.’ she replied, "hut
some of the back numbers of yours ap
pear to be missing!"
The Omniscience of Love
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
“A lover sees his sweetheart in ev
erything he loks at. just as a man
bitten by a mad dog. sees dogs in his
meat, dogs in his drink, dogs all around
him.”—George Denison Prentice.
A man and young women in his
office recently had this experi
ence.
“What,’’ he called to s young
man. "is the address of the firm to
which you made that consignment this
morning?”
The young man looked up absently
from ids work and said dreamily, “Mad
eline, Madeline Grey."
To a girl stenographer later, the em
ployer put this question, “Have you
finished the first bunch of letters?” Who
looked a little startled as she replied.
causo those who love see the object of
their love in all around them.
The. value of concentration is un
known; the necessity of putting one's
thought on the nearest duty and keep
ing at a safe distance all temptation to
let the mind wander, has no place In
the consciousness of those who are in
love.
Of Course Not!
A young Kiri writes to ask if she Is
to be blamed because* she thinks so much
of her lover she can’t keep her mind
on her work. Bless her. no! The blame
is not hers. It goes away back to the
one who invented loving.
<>n the shoulders of that great human
itarian there rests the blame of all the
sweet folly that begins with the day
“I didn’t know you wanted to know | vv q ien a man and woman discover the\
him. His name is Paul, and he is a ] are j n j ovo an< j e nda when their dreAm
civil engineer I boat bumps hard on the shore of that
Why Do They Day Dream?
In both instances the employer made
some comment about the world going
mad. ami he would be glad when this
falling in love had gone out of fash
ion. “Why," he complained to me later.
"If l give a young man a valuable blue
print to study, I have to watch him like
u hawk to keep him from covering it
with drawings of a girl's face, and I
haven't a girl working for me who
hears the first time she is addressed.
She Is away off in some dream boat
with George or Bill or John.”
It is the omniscience of love. It Is a
sweet insanity that calls for renewed
vigilance from those who are sane to
keep the prosaic affairs of the world
moving in their right grooves.
This employer grumbled, but he also
laughed, anti a grumble with a laugh
underneath indicates a sympathy which
is but poorly concealed. He knew what
it was from experience. I hope we all
do. To have seen one’s sweetheart all
around one has a most broadening ef
fect on the sympathies. It also makes
us charitable whan suffering the annoy
unoe, that this love madness In others
causes.
The girl in the kitchen fills the sugar
howl with suit ; the girl on the cur going
to work rides ten blocks beyond her des
tination and is lute; the girl with no
greater duties than presiding at pink
t»-u tables, sees only with the outer eyes
the guests she Is addressing. From the
humblest walk to the highest everything
\y awry, misplaced, lost or forgotten, be-
barren-looking island called- Matrimony.
The bump will come soon enough. It
will also be hard enough. It will come
soon enough and hard enough to suit
the most unsympathetic and unroman-
tlc.
And so T say to this litle girl. Go on
dreaming that you see your lover in ail
around you. It is your privilege and
your right.
Both Made Mistakes.
'TPHERE hae been many innocent mis-
* takes made b> parsons. Among
them is oe told of a certain clergyman
who left n notice in his pulpit to be
read by the preacher who exchanged
with him. The minister neglected to
denote carefully a private postscript,
and the people were astonished to hear
the stranger end by saying:
“You will please come to dine with
me at the parsonage after service "
Another amusing story is told of a
minister. The reverend gentleman was
inclined to he absent-minded, and while
walking one dt*^ met a young lady
whose face seemed familiar to him.
Taking her to be one of his parishion
ers’ daughters, and not wishing to pass
her without notice, he stepped forward
and cordially shaking her hands, en
tered into conversation. After corn •
paring notes about the weather, he had
at last to confess:
“I know your face quite well, but
where have I seen you before?”
“Oh, please, sir. I am your new parlor
maid,” was the reply.
An Atlanta Man Tells It
D E
TIME WILL AID YOU.
CAR MISS FAIRFAX:
Recently I returned to my
home town, and while then* most
of my time was spent with the
girl dearest to me. Some of the
town boy*, who were envious of
me, did their best to put me in a
false light. They succeeded in
doing so as far as her mother is
concerned. The consequence is
that I am not allowed to visit at
her house any more. T. P. (\
This is unfortunate, but so long as
the girl remains true you l\ave no
cause for worry. Conduct yourself In.
such a way the mother will be con- !
vinced she has been unjust to you
No pleading, no argument, no inter
vention of friends will help you as
much as your own good conduct.
A MATTER OF NO MOMENT.
1 \KAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am 16 and was going with
a boy the same age. The other !
day he sent me a letter, and my
father would not givv It to me. I
wrote and told the boy not to
write me any more letters and I
would state why the nt xt time I *
saw him
1 have not heard of him since.
Do you think 1 hurt his feelings? j
F. F. G.
Your father was right. 1 am sure
and the young man should not blame
you for an obedience which is really j
both rare and commendable. You said
you would explain when you saw him.
If he avoids you. it is evident he
doesn’t care for n*e explanation.
Try to put him out of your mind.
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