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THE ATLANTA GKOKCUAN AND NEWS. FRIDAY, MAY lf>, 1M3.
By Herriman
The Dingbat Family
The Sparkling Glass Is All Right in Poetry, But
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Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A.
Cowardly Desmond Refuses to Meet
Our Young Hero in Fair Fight
By Hershfield
Copyright. 1918, International News Service
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WitLL PUMCH
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-TOMORROW-
By Cliff Sterrett
Pa Runs Up Against One of the “Exclusives’ ”Rules
Copyright. 1913, International Newe Service
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By Tom McNamara
IPs Easy to See There’s Something in the Wind
Keffistered United State* Patent Office
I LIKE TOUR NERVE!-DONT TOO DARE/
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Bad Manners of
Good People
By VIRGINIA TERHUNB
VAN DE WATER.
^ {rpHE bad manners of good
people astonish me!” ex
claimed a woman. I looked
at her In surprise. Surely good peo
ple’s manners are no worse than
those of bad people—In fact, they are
better.
“I know that,” she returned, when
I made this protest, yet one does
expect better things of people—at
least of respectable people— than one
| sometimes finds.
I have thought of It often since
then—especially In public places—
as I have watched well-dressed, in
telligent-looking men and women
and noted their lack of courtesy—of
course one sees this, especially in the
public conveyances. I am sorry to >»
say that I often have cause to blush t
for my own sex. When I see men
rise that women may be seated—
(yes! they do this sometimes!)—one
woman out of three, perhaps, will
say, “Thank you!”
Watch the Women.
Do you doubt this statement? Then
watch the well-dressed women and
girls on the crowded cars at the
rush-hour. A man who is, It may be,
tired after a day’s work, rises and «
motions to a girl stading chatting '
and giggling with a friend, to sit
down. Still giggling, she says to her
friend, “Don’t you want that seat?”
The other girl giggles In return and
Insists that Bhe w^ould “rather stand,”
and, at last, number one drops into
the proffered seat and the kindness
of the man is not recognized, even by
an absent-minded nod.
I have seen an elderly man whose
white hairs certainly entitled him
to respect, rise, and, lifting his hat,
say in a courtly manner to the weary
woman standing in the aisle—“Pray,
j Madam, take my seat.” She took
it, naturally, and although young
enough to be his daughter, she
scarcely glanced at the kind-hearted
man. She certainly did not thank
him.
There are, of course, many in- \
stances in which the woman wh*> re
ceives this attention does say “Thank
you!” or “You are very kind!” or “I
am much obliged to you!” I am
not in a position to say how often
a man receives such return for his
courtesy, but many of the men whom
I have consulted on this matter tell «
me that th£ women who utter no
word of acknowledgment in such in- ,
stances are more numerous than
those w'ho do.
What about the men who do not
rise when women are standing?
There are so many of them that one
takes them for granted. Some of
them, ostrich-like, hide their heads
behind the morning or evening pa
pers, and seem to feel that so long
as they do not show their faces their
lack of courtesy is not observed.
Seem Too Absorbed. '
Others have not the grace to wish
to conceal their features or to try
to seem too absorbed to notice the
women who have no seats. They do
not care, and are willing that people
should know that they do not care.
But let us put down a broad ma’rk
of credit to the many tired men—
men who have toiled from morning \
to evening—who deny ’themselves .
the comfort of a little rest that a ’
woman may sit down. They are
not always the handsomely dressed
men. either. It is interesting to
note how' many voluntary strap
hangers on the evening trains are
cheaply dressed clerkj^ or grimy-
handed working men. Bfcut at heart
they are gentle.
It is foolish to term “ill-manner
ed” the hustling and crowding in the
cars. It is an “every-man-for-him-
self” skirmish, and if one would not
be jostled out of the w r ay, one must
go with the mass. So I do not criti
cise that state of afTairs, as the cour
teous and discourteous are all in one
mad scramble bent. But the cars and
the shops are often places where the
bad manners of the people who are,
at least, good-looking are conspicu
ous.
Watoh them rush Into the swing-
doors of the shops, heedless of the
perron coming behind w'ho may be
; struck by the heavy door as it slams
shut; notice the women w r ho push
others aside at counters; observe
the customers w'ho are disagreeable
to the saleswomen (we will not dis
cuss the saleswoman herself—there
is not room for that); note the peo
ple in line at the box-office window
who do not respect the place of
each person, and who will, if the op
portunity arises, “steal a place,”
thus getting to the window ahead
of the man whose right it was to
get there first. Yet most of these
are respectable, seemingly kindly folk.
As to offenses In the drawing
room, the dining room and the office
—there is time to do no more than
touch upon these. All of us know
the person who inquires, “What
kind of work are you doing now? .
Why did you change from your last
| position?” or who even asks. “Are
you making as much money at your
new job as you did at your last?”
Those Who Forget.
We all know the people who for
get to answer invitations, who rotns
late to dinners, who are never pune- I
tual at any appointed time and place.
Perhaps all those thoughtless deeds '
and speeches may not be termed ac
tual rudeness, but if
"Politeness is to do and say
The kindest thing in the kindest
way,”
we may insist that people who do
the things that jve have mentioned
are at least hardly kind.
We are not discussing the bi*
discourtesies, rough speeches, disgust
ingly bad manners, outrages against
good breeding. But one wonders if
many excellent people might not pat-
more heed to the trifles, the little
considerations which, in public and
private, are the drops of oil in the
machinery of life that make it run
smoothly and without Jar
Too Much Liquid.
Farmer Jenkins believed in the
good old-fashioned idea of giving all
the farm hands and laborers a real
good Christmas feed at the festive
season. So he determined to give
them something to remember last
year, and ordered the feast to start
with soup, to be followed by goose,
roast beef and unlimited supplies of
plum pudding.
The farm hands duly assembled,
and, having fasted all day so as to be
in good trim for the Christmas feed,
were prepared to make the supplies
look foolish. Roast goose and beer
were all they expected.
“’Ere, what's this 'ere?” said a dis
appointed son of toil when a huge
plate of soup was placed before him.
"You’ve forgotten the goose and stuf- 1
fin'; 1 don't wan' all gravy!"