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Talks With the Til Nora, the Unknown cm 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— Maxwell House Blend Coffee A.sk Your Grocer For It. The Favorite in Homes Where Quality Reigns. Cheek-Neal Coffee Co., Nashville, Houston Jacksonville. 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. Backache makes .life a burden. 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