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Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
LET YOUR PARENTS DECIDE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have been keeping company
with a young man seven months.
We love each other dearly, and
have agreed to marry . His pa
rents have consented, but mine
refuse on account of his national
ity. What would you advise me
to do? D. K.
For the present let your parents
control the situation. You do not give
your age, but you owe obedience to
their wishes and consideration, no
matter how old you are.
I am sure If you will consider their
desires they will be fair enough to
consider yours.
CERTAINLY.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
The other day I was In a music
store waiting for mother. Soon an
old school acquaintance came In
for some music. He asked me to
have a sundea with him. I had
known him only a short time, but
he had made himself quite friend
ly. He was a good .friend of my
brother. Was It proper to ac
cept? PERPLEXED.
He offered you only a friendly cour
tesy, and It would have been squeam
ishness to refuse.
WAIT A FEW YEARS.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 19 and am in love with a
girl two years older. I have been
going with her for the past year
and she informed me that her pa
rents dislike me on account of me
not being from the country. Kind
ly let me know what to do in this
matter, as I like the girl and my
love Is returned. A. W.
Their objection is not very serious
for the reason that If they gave their
consent, marriage, for a boy of 19, is
out of the question. You w’ill be
young enough to marry when you are
23 or more. In the meantime, de
vote yourself so zealously to making
a man of yourself and be so faith
ful to your love that their objections
will be overcome.
FORGIVE HIM THIS ONCE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 19 years old and I am In
love with a young man two years
my senior.
I have never allowed him to
kiss me, but he kissed me un
awares the other night.
Should I drop him or grant his
pardon? KATH.
lam glad it was unawares. I don’t
want you to kiss him until you are
engaged.
Forgive him. but don’t grant him
pardon so lightly. He will feel free
to offend again.
Snap- sst
Shots
Oh. Joy that comes and may not stay,
Shall I then curse thee for thy
going?
Does dismal night make happy day
Less worthy of the knowing?
Oh, Day that comes and may not bide,
• Must all light fail when thou art
going?
After thy death at eventide
Will night-time stars be glowing?
Oh, Joy! Oh, Day! that might not
stay,
« Far In the East new dawn is glow
ing;
There needs must be another day—
The other joy I shall be knowing.
• * •
Maiden Meditations.
If a woman Is as old as she looks
before breakfast, a man’s disposition
is much as it appears at the same
meal.
When a woman really begins to
criticise herself the result would sat
isfy her worst enemy; when a man
puts himself on trial the verdict is
usually for the defendant.
Nothing seems more delightful to
most of “Us Girls” than to look so
adorable that Mister Man wants to
kiss us and then scold him roundly
for his impudence.
Don’t be a martyr—they never were
popular, and burning at the stake
used to be a favorite way of dispos
ing of them.
LILIAN LAUFERTY.
Wonder What He Got.
“Sure, Casey was a fine fellow.”
•'He was that. A fine fellow, Casey.”
“And a cheerful man.”
“A cheerful man was Casey—the
cheerfulest man I ever knew.”
“Casey was a generous man. too,”
“Generous. you say. Well, I don’t
know so much about that. Did Casey
ever buy you anything?”
“Well, nearly. Gne day he came
Into Flaherty’s barroom, where me
and my friends were drinking, and
* he said to us: “Well, men, what are
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HERE Is the driver of all relentless drivers. The baby In your
house. He drives with a rose-leaf hand and an urge of Iron.
“The hand of steel In a silken glove.” He Is the greatest
of all drivers because he prods even ambition—that demoniac
little driver whom Tad pictured a few weeks ago lashing on
the human race to labor and dare! The day he first lies between
a man and his mate, no matter how poor material they are, the woman
begins to dream, and, for the sake of bringing true these dreams,
gallantly goes through the little, daily, grilling services and efforts
that make big results; the man dreams, too, and under this new and
mighty whip dares and labors and reaches! And as he reaches his
power grows and lengthens. As when he strives to touch his elbows
Up-to-Date Jokes
Mr. Tightfist—And so you are the
noble fellow who rescued my wife
from in front of the electric car at
the risk of your life? Take this
quarter, my heroic man, as an expres
sion of our undying regard.”
Mr. Rags- - All right, boss. You know
better’n I do what the woman’s worth.
a • ♦
Teacher (sternly)—Johnny, what is
the matter with your eye? If you and
Willie Whyte have been lighting
again, I shall give each of you a good
whipping.”
Johnny (with the victor’s generos
ity)—Yes’m. But you needn’t mind
about Bill; he’s had his.
• • •
“I’ve bought a bulldog.” said Par
sniff. to his friend Lessup, ‘and I
want a motto to put over his kennel.
Can you think of something?”
"Why not use a dentist’s sign:
‘Teeth inserted here’?” suggested
Lessup.
.:. THE LION’S MISTAKE A
IT was the only water for very’ many
miles around. Indeed, so far that
many animals were obliged to jour
ney ten miles to it from out on the
plains. You would not have considered
it very tempting. Nor should I. It
looked like pale coffee as much as any
thing. But It was water, and there
was no other. When you came to re
member that the heat out in the open
at midday was such that had you gone
out without a sun helmet, sunstroke
would have smitten you in a very short
time, you can grasp, perhaps, more
fully what the water really meant to the
swarming wild folk of the region.
This day, however, something was
very much wrong. Os course, with its
partly surrounding cover of giant,
spreading, euphorbia trees that looked
like great candelabra and baobab trees
all matted together with vast vines
themselves often as thick as fair sized
trees —and dense of wait-a-bit
thorn and mimosa, this wajer was not
a safe drinking place. That was not
the point, however. The fact was evi
dent that before the animals, both sin
gly and in large herds, had risked it,
whereas to-day they would not do so
on any account.
Nevertheless they wanted to drink.
All about on the plain, and under the
shade of the euphorbias and mimosas,
you could see them gathered, these
thirsty ones. Here was a herd of beau
tiful striped zebras; there a herd of that
odd, long-necked antelope, the harte
beest; farther off a party of quaint gnus,
looking like miniature buffaloes, loaffd
together with drooping heads, and one
herd was made up of mighty, long
necked giraffes.
I.ater. just as the light rain began to
fall, a tremor seemed to run through all
these gathered herds. A lion in some
rooks about a mile away began r< axing
It was an awful sound, that deep suc
cession of low, coughing, mighty grunts,
»ut across the silent plain.
Everyrnlrd night that Hon had lain in
ambush there by the water and had
levied the terrible tax of the king of the
African wild -one antelope or zebra life
to appease his hunger And this was
the third night from his last “kill.’’ He
was hungry again, and was coming for
Copyright, 1913, Interr.atlnn*! News Serricw.
in the back. At first they are wide apart and the muscles crack under
the strain. Day by day the elbows grow nearer —more supple—they
accommodate and strengthen themselves to this new, surprising effort.
So the man’s talent grows more supple—answers “right up" to his
insistent call. For the call here Is “I muetl” And the urge behind
these two human beings is the biggest dream —the future of their
baby and love of him!
He drives sundered people back into one another's lives. Drives
under the great impulse of tenderness. For hia sake the man steps
over the busy ant on the pavement. Thinking of him, the woman
feeds a forlorn kitten and stops to tip a carriage top between the sun
and the eyes of a stranger’s baby. Through him ancient feuds have
his toll. No wonder the assembled herd f
trembled.
Then the moon came up, and the Hon 1
left off roaring. Instantly the waiting i
herd were on the and began to |
move away from cover. They knew that |
a lion does his hunting in silence, and i
that when roaring he is not actually
dangerous. Directly the king of the !
wild was dumb, however, it was a case '
of look out all. No beast knew’ where,
under cover of the night, he would turn
up next—certainly in the moat unex
pected spot.
Following upon that, for no less than
two hours not a Round broke the still
ness of the wilderness, save the pecu
liar neigh of the zebras—-and they are
rarely quiet. Indeed, It almost looked
as if the Hon had gone in some other di
rection that night, and a troop of beau
tiful lyre-homed Grant’s gazelles—they
are far the largest gazelles—were at
length so overcome by thirst as to risk
the terror by the water.
It was a wonderful and pretty sight to
see them advancing to the pool, string
ing In and out among the mimosas, •
stopping every few yards to look and I
listen and test the air with their keen
noses. An old and cunning doe led, and
the master buck, who looked almost
top-heavy by reason of his big horns,
brought up the rear.
They reached the water and eagerly
dashed In to drink as quickly as pos- .
sible. Behind them an old zebra stal- .
Hon had followed, and behind him,
again, a lonely ostrich- -all keenly on th.®
alert and anxious to see how the ga
zelles fared.
It must have been this old zebra stal
lion that first saw the Hon, 1 think. He
was crouching under a cactus bush i
close to the water and the gazelles. He '
had been there a full hour, 1n fact, wait- l
ing. Except for his gleaming eyes, he
was so still that not even the keenest '
eyes could have made him out had It
not been for one small fact.. Just as all
oats wave the tips of their tails when
they are close to prey, so the hairy tuft
on the end of the lion’s tall was bobbling
from side to side outside the bush in
the monlight behind him, and It was
that that warned the knowing old
zebra.
Wheeling instantly clean round on his
hnd legs—nearly overtuning the n
dignant ostrich as he did so, by the way
[ —he gave vent to one wild warning
neigh and was off at full canter, the
' monster bird of the desert racing along
• side of him. well aware of what his
. warning sj»oke. At the alarm the
i gazelles flung up their heads, and with
i out a second hesitation gave an immense
bound, which was followcxi by bound
! upon bound, calculated to confuse any
j foe. And at the same Instant the lion
sprang.
He had aimed for the beautiful buck
gazelle, but did not find him there. As
the Hon sprang the gazelle leapt, and
the two, almost passing each other in
mld-alr as it were, landed again prac
tically at the same time, but six yards
apart.
I think the Hon Jost his temper. Cats
of all kinds generally get fearfully angry
if they miss their spring Anyway, the
lion, who possessed considerable speed
for a short distance. gave chase in sav
age silence. He proceeded in a series
of mighty bounds, the gazelles now go
ing away In long even leaps just ahead.
Suddenly he. saw the leading gazelle,
the old doe. give a prodigious bound as
if springing over something in her path.
Instantly each member of the troop on
reaching the same spot acted in a pre
j clsely similar manner, leaping high over
i nothing, just as you will see a line of
sheep do coming out of a gateway And
now you will know one of the reasons
why the habit, which has been handful
down to our domestic sheep from their
wild ancestors, was formed
The Hon knew nothing about those
t things He knew only that he had al
most caught his prey up and he landed
' bang on the spot over which the gazelles,
even in full flight, had so carefully
I sprung As he did so, it seemed to him
as if he was coming down on the trunk
of a tree which was lying stretched
1 across between two trees right in the
path.
Next Instant he waa on his back with
I all the wind knocked nut of hint, and a
i long drawn venomous hiss ringing In
his ears. The trunk qf the tree was the
i blotched and speckled body of an enro
mous python, lying full length in the
moonlight, and as still as only a snake
can be. It was well over fifteen feet
long of tremendous strength, and was
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—and he needed money because of this DRIVER. And, oddly enough,
men have drawn out the greatest and the sweetest of themselves
under a lash.
This picture —until you think—-seems something too mild and
Paradlsal and blissful to show the driver of all relentless drivers at
work. But a toy harness is all he SEEMS to use. Knit close to one
another, they never KNOW they are driven. Their way is sometimes
pretty rough, but it SEEMS to stand lovely around them painted by
the hand of the joys they know. And his spurring-cry is the babyish
word "GIDDAP!" So the picture seems to tell the story—to me.
NELL HRINKLEY.
bigger around in the middle than a big
man’s body.
It wns a blow from tills monster’s tall
which ha<l knocked the lion silly. See
ing that the Mon had come down upon
the snake with all his terrible talons
extended, sw’ift retaliation was hardly
to be wondered at.
Then, however, the lion did a foolish
thing. It may have been through ter
ror, or It may have been through rage.
I can not say. Anyway he grappled
with the coiling serpent's body. In
stantly the monster went for him with
a hiss, strfking a blow with his blunt
head, like a battering ram. that would
have easily stunned any ordinary beast.
What happened then Is not known, for
the dust rose up In a cloud and hid the
fighters. The noise of the conflict, how
ever, was awful, and It could be heard
even by the gathered herds out on the
plains so that It set them galloping and
stampeding right and left
But next day, and for many days tn
come, the animals came to drink In
peace and safety The monster python
was lying mangled and dead, all twisted
up In knots, and there was no lion at
ali-Ht least no recognizable Hon,
something crushed almost to a jelly, that
might perhaps by a great stretch of im
agination have once been king of beasts.
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The Manicure
Lady
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
4 T T T FLFRED !s gnlnr with a suf-
VA/ frugette now,” said the Man.
* * leure I-Ady. ‘'He met her at
a lecture on poetry and other pastimes
the other night, and I guess she must
be different from most of the suffra
gettes that I have saw, because Wil
fred says she is a queen and that she
walks in beauty like the night, what
ever kin<t of way to walk that !b. He
don't call her hair hair at all, he calle
it h»*r tresses, and instead of talking
about her swell lamps he says she han
limpid orbs. I have had a lot of ad
mirers, George, but none of the gents
that ever shined up to me called my eyes
orbs. That ‘orb’ line of talk might
have went in the old days, hut plain
talk and a good bankroll wins more of
us trusting girls nowadays,
Tt’s funny, George, how love will dif
fer a man The girl a fellow loves can
make him change hls mind quicker than
he changes his tie. Wilfred used to be
fierce against the suffragettes. He wrote
a battle hymn, h* called it, for all the
men to sing, a kind of a bark against
women even daring to think of having
the sacred right of the ballot,
‘T guess he didn’t get no men to sing
It. but it was an awful panning for the
girls that wanted to vote. And the
time the suffragettes had thetr parade
through the city not very long ago, Wil
fred ran along with the rest of the cut
ups and roasted the walking women as
hard as he could. That was always
Wilfred’s speed anyhow, and I told him
so that night when he got home all tired
and hoarse, and the next time he asked
me for a five and I turned him down flat,
“Well, anyhow, as I was saying, this
new girl of his has got him shouting
for what she calls the mnse, and he
and father had a regular row at the
table last night. The old gent ain’t so
good a talker as Wilfred, but he had
something on brother because he kept
all the time throwing up to Wilfred
how he used to knock the very cause
that he Is ph’rortng for now. There
nln’t much comeback to that kind of
arguments, and a Her a while Wilfred
shut up The row all started over a
fool poem that Wilfred wrote last
night colled ’Vote, Fair Woman, Vote.*
I brought It down to rea<i rt to you.’*
"Ton didn't have to do that,** said
the Head Barber,
"But please listen, George.** Implored
the Manicure Lady. "On the level, this
Is so bad 1t Is good. Us ten:
**Vote, fair woman, vote!
That right must not be denied to
you.
Men try to trampl« on thy throat.
And often they have lied to you.
From where the vast Pacific rolls
To where the Atlantic holds each
boat.
Let us shout this cry. a million souls.
Vote, fair woman, vote;
"Vote, fair woman vote!
There is no reason why you
shouldn’t.
Gladly would I take off my coat
And work for you, only I couldn’t.
I have so many tasks tn dn.
The <ame as any wen known poet.
But this I ever shall sing tn you:
‘Vote, fair woman, voter **
'T>ld he read that to his new girt?**
asked the Head Barber.
**T think so," said the Manicure Lady.
"She wasn’t to home when he called
her up this morning ”
The Same, But Different.
An artist relates that a newly be
trothed lover commissioned him to
paint a certain eeclnded nook In the
rocks on the shore, because there he
had declared his passion.
The picture was painted, but before
it was done the lover said to the
artist:
“Os course, I wTO see yon throngrh
on that picture, bnt my engagement
Is off, and, naturally, it would be
painfully suggestive to me. If you
can sell it to somebody else I will
take another picture, and be extreme
ly obliged besides."
The painter assented to the ar
rangement, but within a weak hts
patron presented himself.
“It’s all right,’’ he announced. TH
take that picture."
"Am I to congratulate you on the
renewal of your engagement?" the
artist asked.
The other seemed a lttt»e confused,
but quickly recovered hie self-pos
session. and laughed as he said:
“Well, not exactly; it was the same
place, but the girl was different."