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An Opportunity ToMake Money iavratore. mr * of xlcaa aad MTentive ability, ihould wnh to- <f«y Ur our l»l of Hmrntioa, needed. and prior offered Ity leading ouauf •clureii. Patent, rocurcd or oar fee ratanud “Why Saaao brioan Foil." “How to Cot Yoar Patent and Yow Moacy," tad ofker valuable booklata real free to aay addrcaa. RANDOLPH & CO Patent Attorneys, 618 “F" Street, N. W, n A«ui"taro>, d. c. Children and Their Influence The Baseball Fan-nie liV NE[ I - IiRINKLEY Precociousness in Love By JERE K. COOKE. Copyright, IMS. International News Serrtca. By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. (It may be asked why I, of all men, should write upon questions affecting marriage and other re lations. In reply, I would say that one who has gone through what / have, suffered as milch as l have, and seen so much of the world and it's hard side, may possibly have something to say that will be of use to others. I hope so, at least.—J ERE K. COOKE) A N elevator apartment, a poodle dog and a married couple. The man is a grouch—the woman unhappy and the poodle dog is the recipient of their affection, caresses and consideration. But this is not a home! The home is an elevatorless fiat. It has no dog. but the companions jf the man and the woman ara a froup of happy, curly-headed chll- flren whose ages suggest a pair of ' itairs. These are the Joys of living. The han^-- voices, the running feet and the childish play, literally fill i home with sunshine and content It is said that most men of the .•rlminal class are single men. The home life and love are so firmly grip ped upon a married man’s heart that he will hesitate long before he will bring his trustful wife and innocent children into the disgrace of his mis conduct. The curly-haired baby that lifts Its chubby hands to be taken into his father’s arms is a strong deter rent to wrongdoing. No happier wel come can come to a hard-working man than to be met at the gate at the ’ end of the day by a smiling, home- loving wife with a squad of children clinging to her skirts. It takes the tiredness all out of his bones. A Life Story. Children hold a man and wife to gether. I once knew a man who had apparently everything that heart could desire—a beautiful home, a charming wife, a fine position, and was well-liked by a host of friends. Only one thing was lacking. Of their union there was no off spring. He seemed happy, but there were times when the evening hour ap proached he had an undefined long ing for something. After a while the twilight hour, or in other homes “the children’s hour,” became a lone some void to him. He would go down the street to the club, or anywhere to get away from himself. Little by little the husband and wife drifted apart. She was angry at first that he sought pleasure away from her so ciety, and then she got so she did not care. Had she only had one dear lit tle curly headed toddler at her side to hold out chubby arms in unison with hers, how different it might have been. ‘i Another came into her life who did - not go to the club. The husband had an opportunity to make a lot of money by speculation. It was very risky, but he took the chance. If the dear little baby eyes had looked into his that morning, woull he have risked his all? He lost! His wife, who had grown not to care, turned from him. They separated, and he. poor fellow, is working alone to win back something of ail he had lost. Two Stars. There are two bright stars in the crown of womanhood—one is to be a wife of absolute fidelity, the other is to become the mother of a contented family. Men seldom complain of the size of their households. Each little stran ger brings its own welcome, no mat ter how undesirable they were thought to be. The children, too. seem to thrive just as well wearing the older children's outgrown clothes and ire as robust under the limitations of a large family as though the mouths to feed were few. The “only sons” are generally spoiled, and in after life go wrong. I once heard a fine specimen of a man remark: “l was one of a family of nine and was 11 years old before I knew a chicken had anything but a gizzard and a neck!” If a man is naturally morally weak, his family do more to laeep him straight than <tll else combined. It also goes a long way in making his penalty merciful rather than harsh if he does not keep within the law. One of the most pathetic sights I ever saw was a young husband up. for sentence in San Francisco and headed for San Quentin. .Just before his doom was pronounced his wife, fragile and wan, came into the court room with her cooing infant in her arms. t*he went right up to the manacled prisoner and kissed him. The child reached out for its* father and the picture that little family presented was enough to turn the heart of any judge. Did his honor have mercy on him? No! But he had mercy on the faithful wife, who ‘‘for worse” rather than “for better” was yoked up to her mate. He bad mercy, too, on their inno cent, helpless, crooning baby, whose after life would be so conditioned by the shackles on its father’s w'rists and by the stripes its father wore. Women’s Eoons. Marriage and maternity are the boons of women. Bhing a benedict is the boon for man, and children bring the benediction. "A little child shall lead them," so the Bible says, and is the "blessed tie that binds." Woe to the wife who has had her chance to have her baby and missed it. The ghost of that unborn child will toddle into her heart on lonely nights, and the feeble cry for its mother will bring anguish to her soul. I know a woman in such a plight— I know nothing more desolate than a lonely woman who has not known the ioy of motherhood. It would be better, infinitely better, for a mother to place the flowers that represent her affection on the grave of her little lost loved one than as a lonely wife to hear the ghostly voice of an un born child calling her when it is too late, in her desolation and despair. I Understand You H E felt to happy that he wanted to take the whole world into his arms. Last night happi ness had come to him, wonderful, in describable happiness, surpassing all belief, showering upon him ali its blessings, wrapping him in such a splendor of light that ^>e was almost dazzled by its brightness. He had met with his first success as a poet and playwright. For the ■first time he had felt the intoxicating charm of the iforming. roaring ap plause of the hundred-headed audi ence. Yes, life is beautiful, especially when you are young and strong and full of passionate longings and de sires. Then it is quite impossible to stay inside the close, stuffy rooms; then you must rush oi^t into the streets and look into the eyes and souls of other people. So he took his young fame out for WOMAN'S ILLS DISAPPEARED Like Magic After Taking Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable . <i Compound. NORTH BANGOR, N. Y.—"As I used Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege table Compound with great benefit I feel it my duty to write and tell you about it. t I was ailing from female weakness and had headache and backache nearly all the time, I was later every month than I should have been and so sick that I had to go to bed. “Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has tnade me well and the^e troubles have disappeared like magic. 1 have recommended the Compound to many women who have used it successfully.”—Mrs. James J. Staev R. F. D. No. 3, North Bangor. N. T. Another Made Well ANN ARBOR. MICH.—“Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has done wonders for me. For years I Buffered terribly with hemorrhages and had pains so Intense that some times I would faint away. I had fe male weakness so bad that I had to doctor all the time and never found relief until I took your remedies to please my husband. I recommend your wonderful medicine to all suf ferers as I think it Us a blessing for all women.”—Mrs. L. E. Wyckoff. 112 S. Ashley St., Ann Arbor, Mich. There need be no doubt about the ability of this grand old remedy, made f?om the roots and herbs of our fields, to remedy woman’s diseases. We possess volumes of proof of this fact, enough to convince the most skeptical. Why don’t you try it? a walk, confident that his new friend Fortune, would give him a new proof of her benevolence, a proof which, of course, should be connected with some young and lovely maiden. And There \\ere maidens enough in the streets-', for it was the month of May, the monin of longings and de sires for love. But, strangely enough, he was not attracted by any of these fair straight, slender beauties, though yes terday he admired them one and all. But to-day it must be something quite different, nothing less than a fairy princess, a woman who perhaps exists only in the dreams of a poet and not in reality. If he could only find a woman like that he knew that he had it in him to become the greatest poet the world had ever known. Suddenly the young poet stopped as if hypnotized, for on the other side of the street she was coming toward him —the fairy princess of his fairest dreams, a vision of feminine beauty, grace and strength. The blood began to rufh through his veins and he re mained where he stood, rooted to th*' spot. Then he picked up all his courage, an 1 a moment later he was at her side. “Forgive my audacity, but ” The young girl looked at him. not encouragingly, and still not reproach fully, with a strange, helpless ex pression In her eyes and an embar rassed movement of her hands. The young man still mumbled a few com monplace compliments, but no sign of understanding came into the young lady’s eyes. Her very features and figure ought to have told him that she was no German, but undoubtedly a Parisienne, charming, chic and graceful as she was. It was too stupid that he had not seen that at first glance. Thank God, he knew her language. He ad dressed her in French. She smiled, a faint, pitiful smile, and shrugged her shoulders to indi cate that she had not understood him. The young man did not know what to do. Then she was no Frenchwom an either. What might she be, then? Perhaps an Englishwoman. But he ridiculed the thought when he re- ' membered the lanky, angular daugh ters of Albion that he had seen. The idea was absurd. Should she be a Russian? If so, he watt lost, for he did not know a single word of Rus sian. Rut suddenly he heard her address him in his own native tongue: “Don’t try to find any more subjects of conversation, for I should not un derstand you. If you want anything, you will have to say it very loudly into my ear, for I am almost deaf. ’ So that was why. The young man was dumfounded. All his confidence of victory had left him and he felr something he had never known be fore. Then he collected his wits. What was he to do? Should he shout his wish Into her ear? No; that would never dc. What he had to tell ner could be told only in the softest whis per. and, silent and discouraged, he walked along at her side. The streets with their crowds and noises lay far behind them and th*-* mighty trees of the Tiergarten formed a green dome over their heads. Then he looked at her deeply and tenderly, with eyes so full of fervent, passion ate adoration that it ran like red-hot lava through her young body. And now she smiled, a tender, hap py smile and. trembling with delight, her lips whispered: “Yes, I under stand you.” Hand In hand they walked back to the city. “ Precociousness in lore-mak ing is a great mistake. It pre vents the enjoyment of youthful years, which shrmld be free from anxiety, and leads to entangle ments and hasty attachments, which cause much distress.” E. J. HARDY. W HEN a girl is between 12 and 16 she looks so much like a large-sized doll that thus*: of the other sex treat her as such, taking into no account that in her little body there is a heart with a ca pacity for suffering greater than any woman’s, and a soul that is like an untried instrument, waiting for thi master's hand to strike the chords. * If he strikes it gently, evoking a melody that is sweet and pure, that melody becomes the keynote of he** existence. If, thinking only of his own brutal passions, he strikes chords that should lie dormant, he wrecks the In strument and ruins her life. If all the men, young and old, would only Stop, Look and Listen, what a tale of tragedies might remain untold! If they confined their love-making to women grown: if they observed in love the Golden Rule in sport, to fight only with those their own size, there would not he s*o many mothers and fathers weeping over premature graves to-day! A Chance for Evil. “The heart of a girl is the home of dreams.” In her dreams the man who comes to her with a story of love is brave and noble and good and true. Her father has never deceived her; her mother is the spirit of truth; her friends are loyal; she doesn’t know what deceit means. She Is trusted, and Bhe truvts. She has always be lieved what others tell her; how nat ural that she continues to believe w’hen some dream hero assumes real* lty! .... The trust and Innocence of youth, which should be a bulwark of de-^ fence, becomes the drawbridge by which the enemy enters and takes possession. An effort Is making all over fhe civ* ilized world to protect young girls with the armor of Knowledge. A good thing, but not enough. So long as there are young girls in the world there will be hearts with a woman’s longing for love, accompanied by brains with only a child’s capacity fop reasoning. It is not enough to appeal to the girl; an appeal should be mad* to the man. No Excuse. Let hi pi Stop, Look and Listen, Somewhere in the world every day some young girl who has made the discovery that her lover has been playing with her as if she were in reality the doll whe resembles writes a tragic little note of good-bye to moth er and lover, and ends her life. Hp was amusing himself. She wasn’t. To girls of this age love is real and awful. Perhaps he meant no harm. Per haps he committed no greater sin against the girl than to make love t«> her. But this will not lighten the weight on his conscience when she is driven to a desperate deed. Youth ie hopeful, but not as hopeful ns It Is morbid. Her little heart ;4 broken, and since she can not touch his heart living, she finds consolation in the thought that her dpath will. It Is a period of insanity that comes to all girls whose hearts are awakened before their ora ins are matured, <.t most dangerous period, and one which all men, young and old, should bvi warned against. If they must make love, let them observe the gold-en rule of all sport, and select someone their own size an I age. Daysey May me and Her Folks By FRANCES L. GAR-SIDE. This is me and I’m with Him—and didn’t he have to answer a lot of foolish questions, oh! But he never peeped once. W HAT strikes you most about her Is that she makest herself so “at home.” Hat off—so the air can keep the top of her pretty head cool; her parasol leaned against the railing; her own self slouched down in the middle of her back, which health-preachers Here is a fat, pretty woman I saw at the game. Her hankie- hat looked like a postage stamp. These two were at the game, too, but why I don’t know—they hardly ever noticed it. say is bad for us. but which is mighty comfortable; in one hand a fan fluttering hard like a butterfly— the only thing about her that works; in the other hand a tall, frosty glass, or a tall, cool bottle—the prickly liquid inside it going via a double straw to her lips that only Atop drinking long enough to gurgle, “Good boy, Dent!” A Woman Builder T HE astonishing manner in which women of to-day are invading the fields of employment which a few* years ago were considered the sole prerogatives of man' 1b once more strikingly Illustrated by the remark able achievements of Miss Alice Dur kin, New York’s only.master builder, who employs over 700 men. and who competes with the contractors of this city for skyscraping contracts. For four years Miss Durkin has been numbered among the master builders of the city, and In that time she has erected buildings to the value of $2,- 000,000. She Is the first and onlv woman member of the Building Trades Association of New York. Her career is a veritable romance of Industry. The daughter of a wealthy man who lost his money, she took a post when quite a young girl in the office of a leading New York builder fourteen years ago. Business Qualities. “I took a keen interesn In the work,” said Miss Durkin to a newspaper in terviewer, “and I seized every oppor tunity of talking to carpenters, ma sons and plumbers, and learned a lot from them about materials, labor, construction and other things which have to be considered by the con tractor. I attended classes at night and studied continually, and after 1 had been in the office a year I asked permission to figure on some altera tions In a school contract. Afterward mv employer began to secure con tracts on figures I had prepared. Of course. It has been hard work, and there have been many details to over come; but it has been very enjoyable. A knowledge of mathematics, a clear head and a great deal of tact are needed in this business.” It might have been thought that the contractors of New York would have looked with disfavor on Miss Durkin’* 1 invasion of their trade; but, as a mat- teriof fact, they have acted in a most kindly and friendly way toward her. “In fact,” she say» ‘they have been particularly courteous to me, because I am a woman competing with them on equal grounds.” A Remarkable Sight. Public schools, nurses’ homes and institutes are among the buildings which Miss Durkin has constructed, and it is a notable fact that shortly after she started business for herself she competed against eleven leading contractors for the New York Public Library In which over $10,000,000 was represented, and ehe only lost by a hair’s breadth. She has also built one or two Broadway skyscrapers. Mips Durkin superintends every de tail of her business, and it is a re markable sight to see this dainty charming member of the fair eex threading her way through scaffold ing and piles of bricks and mortar directing gangs of men during build ing operations. Huge Demand for Them. Salesman—Here you are, gentle men; the greatest invention of the age! Passer-by (stopping to listen) — What Is it? Salesman—A magnetized keyhole plate for front doors. It will attract an ordinary steel key from a distance of two feet. All you have to do to find the keyhole at night is to take out your key and hang on to it. (Three men were Injured in the crowd that rushed to buy.) Do You Know Thai — Gout is rarely known among the working classes of Ireland. Their im munity from this complaint is thought to be due to thtv fact that their foo^ consists largely of potatoes. There were 20,000 people in Eng land and Wales without a birthday this year owing to the fact that Feb ruary contained only twenty-eight days. Spain has more sunshine than any other country in Europe. The yearly average is 3,000 hours. In England its is 1,400. Germany is the greatest beer-pro ducing country In the world. Of *51,000 breweries in the world, 25,000 are in Germany. A lock of hair from the head of George Washington was bought at an auction .sale in New York for $480. On an average no fewer than two hundred people are killed by light ning every year. More matches arc used In the United Kingdom than in any other country in the world. T HERE ngyer was a man who did not think he could throw elo quence into his voice as readily as a woman throws salt into a stew. This is such a pronounced weakness that to the two rules for catching a husband, "Feed the Brute" and "Laugh at His Jokes." there should be this addition, “Ask Him to Read Out Loud.” The sound -of his voice Is music in his oars when employed In ordinary conversation, and infinitely more like unto a grand, sweet song when en gaged in reading the heroic senti ments of others, • Daysey Mayme Appleton had tucked eleven sofa cushions back of her caller, every cushion being an additional proof of his eligibility. She had fed him, she had laughed at his Jokes. Getting a book from the ta ble, she attacked his third vulnera ble spot. . __ It was titled, “The Hunger of Her Soul.” and Daysey Mayme had bought 1t that day. “Read to me." she pleaded. “Your voice vibrates like the strings of a heavenly harp.” He had never heard a heavenly hnrp, but that made no difference. No man ever Inspects the compliments paid him. This man didn’t, and open ing the book at random he began: "The silence, rn often Intense it Eairlv pulsated, xvas broken by a sigh "Then his lips met hers. Warm, soft and fraught as the dew. his lips lin gered and lingered till their two souls were as one.” The young man blushed. He felt as if he were approaching nearer and nearer a consuming fire. •Read on,” murmured Daysey Mayme. “He gathered her closer to him; his nostrils were filled with the cloying sweetness of her hair; he ” The young man reached for a fan. “Read on,” murmured Daysey Mayme. “He ” The young man got up and threw open a window. Then he began again. > “He felt her warm breath on his neck. He could resist, he would re sist. no longer ” The young man took a piece of ice out of a lemonade glass and pressed it to his brow. “He ” The young man looked doubtfully at Daysey Mayme. He was country bred and had been brought up by a mother who wouldn’t wear anything peek-a-boo, not even a porous plas ter. “Read on,” murmured Daysey Mayme. “He lifted ” There was a sudden flash of flame, an odor of burning flesh and bones and woolen, and Daysey Mayme was alone! The country-bred young man’s blushes had consumed him. All But— “Dear Mabel,” he began, “do you love me?” “O-h, George!” “Don’t you, Mabel? Just a little tiny bit?” “Well, y-e-s, George.” “And if I married you would your father give us a separate establish ment ?” “Yes, George.” “And take me into partnership?” “Yes, George.” “And would your mother keep away from us except when I invited her?” “Shq would, George ” “And your brothers and sisters, too?" “Why, certainly, George.” ' And, of course, the old gent would settle my debts?” "Of course, George.” “And buy us an automobile and provide you with a handsome dowry?** “Yes, George.” “Darling, will you marry me?” “No; George!” LIVE CHEAPER—CUT YOUR MEAT BILL DOWN You can cut down your meat bill two-thirds and get more nutritious food by eating Faust Macaroni. A 10c package of Faust Macaroni con tains as much nutrition a3 4 lbs. of beef—ask your doctor. Faust Macaroni is extremely rich in gluten, the bone, muscle and flesh builder. It is made from Durum Wheat, the high protein cereal. Delicious, too. 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