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_+THE GEORGIANS MAGAZINE PAGE—
- JUST A WOMAN
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~ SYNOPSIS.
Anna Stanley, “The Woman,” and
her “Man,” Jim Stanley, after years
of hard work in Pittsburg—he at the
mills and sHe in their poor little home
—have saved $10,670.84. “The Boy,” a
young Polish toliow workman, whom
Anna has taken in as a boarder, has
invented the Open #Hearth Furnace
Process. Anna wants Jim to invest
all their savings in it.
Novelized from the Messrs. Shu
bert's production of the Broadway
success, “Just a Woman,” by Eugene
‘Walter, now playing’ at the Forty
eighth Street Theater, New York.
(Copyright, 1916, by International
News Service.)
/ i
o’ By ANN LISLE. j
€3 JF I could speak what I feel, I'd
Itell you; but no, I can not tell
‘ vou all T know,” said the Pol
ish boy, struggling with the medium
of words that should ¢onvey some of
his wide vision of what his “Open
Hearth Furnace” must mean in terms
of safety and efficiency and human
life to the steel workers.
He recognized some of the conven
tional holding to old ways which must
ever impede the progress of mankind.
He sensed humanity’'s fear of the new
~—its affrighted hesitation to test the
unknown,
“These men who work in the mills,
everywhere, all countries, are all
alike. They work day and day, and
week and week, and year and year.
They know no better, they want noth
ing more, and some'time, when a man
comes to them and says, ‘Listen, I
make it all different, easier'—you say,
‘BEasier?
**Yes, easier.’
“Yah, yah, ‘easier”’ When he say
that, they say he Is what you say—
crazy! Men work with theéir hands
and sweat and labor all the time.
They know no different, they—they—
they no have the spirit.
“Those who puddle the steel know
nothing but that. You see it is the
same everywhere, and it keeps the
poor poor and the rich rich. Jim, he
bhave a little house~that is enough—
eat three times a day, a good bed
sometimes a, theater—that is all. But
we—we are different. 1 know I'm
right.”
“Boy, I know you are right—angd
to-morrow I will give you rour an
swer.”
“Ya! You give it yourseif. it will
be yes” FHis rhythmically stressed
vords were eager.
“It will be yes.”
Anna rose to her feet and stood as
if inspired, stood looking over the
cyclorama of grime and sordid work
picked out by chimneys of beiching
flame
“It will be yes—for you, for him, for
me, and for God—because when we
all get rich, we'll make them safe to
work in; we'll give the men clean
Lomes and clean wives and bring up
clean kids for clean lives, We'll share
what we really earn; we'll teach 'em
all English; we'll make them all
American; we'll throw away them tin
cans apd plant flowers. We'll bring
sunshine and happiness through all
that smoke, boy—that's what we'll do
~you hear me. That's what we'll do,
&nd what's left will make for us that
little home on the hill that Jim's al
ways talking about.”
The Boy rose, too, and, with deep
religious fervor, he consecrated him
self to service—muttering the words
as an invocation in his native tongue
“Dear God, we consecrate to Thee
the fruits of our laber.”
And as he took Anna Staniey's hand
in his, the Polish boy performed with
in his heart a silent rite-—giving him
self in loyal friendship for all time to
the woman who had helped him.
A moment later Jim carhe from the
house storming over the plans which
he could not understand. Down the
hill went the Polish boy, humming a
song of his native land, and with him
it seemed he was taking all the peace
and quiet of the night, for Jim was
snarling angrily in the way an ignor
ant man will ever do when he finds
Bince sclentific men have taken an intersst tn her: sines #he
has veen properly sheltered and fed, she has hecoms an impor
tant faster in the production of American wealth
And nowhere does this condition find stronger reflection than in
the slassifiec columne of The Dally Georgian and Bunday Amer
lcan devoted to the poultry Industry
Fiere trade news of importance is published. Hare 8 related the
whersabouts of the various wtllity, as well as aristocratie,
straine. And hare one may gather valuabls suggestions on the
fesding and housing of fowls of evary deseription. ,
It will pay you whe are engaged In this industry to follow the
solumn hesded “Poultry, Pet and Live Ntock” sven more
«lossly In the future than you have in the past. They visld not
enly valuable Information, but many Mess which, If followed,
will multiply your profits.
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that be has come to a place where he
can not comprehend what is clear to
the Woman whe belongs to him.
‘“‘lt's All Crazy."” '
“I don't understand these drawings
—but | understand one thing—it's ajl
As crazy as the rest of the things
you've been talking about all your
life. The idea of turning that money
over to a Polack! Why, it just can't
be done.” ¥
“But it's going to be done,” sald the
Woman quietly. 7
“1 say no.”
g say y“n
Flercely the Man stormed out at
her.
“You are goin’' to do the bossin'?
Just when do you begin?”
At first sternly, and then with a
quiet, seif-mastery which permitted
her to master him, too, Anna replied:
“Well, now, Jim, let's be quiet. Sit
down, please.”
She sank down on the steps at his
side and lald her arm gently about his
shoulders. The mers touch of her
quieted him.
Back through the years she led him
to the days when he had come through
her front gate—the days when it had
seemed to her old<world heart, with
its loncln‘ito be assimilated with the
new world, that it was a wonderful
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thing to bé scught out by a man of
America,
“1 planned it al] then.”
“Planned what?” deimanded the
Man, uneawily.
*Toh"
“You ain’t got second sight, have
you?"
“Sometimes I'm not so sure but
what I have. You know I went a Ilit
tle while to school and then to the
mills, and | made up my mind I want
ed to go on—to go up—and when 1
grew older | planned and dreamed of
the right man to come along and let
me help him. And then you came—
an American. And you asked me to
be your wite. Dear God, you can't
know how grateful 1 was to you. And
proud. And I loved you for it—then,
and each year more.”
Very simply, Aona Stanley con
fessed t 6 her Man wome of the helghts
and depths and wonder of her love for
him. She was too simple to seek to
hold by evasion or the lure of coquet
ry. Bhe could never have understood
them. In her nature there were ele
ments untainted by foreign substance
~~those elements were honesty, loyale
ty and reverence and deep feeling for
man and God. T
Anna Prevails.
Jim's coarser naturs was incapable
of percaiving her bigness and fineness
consciously, but it bowed to her with
unconscious reverence. His resent
ment could not hold before the infly
ence she held'over him. He could not
long be petty becuuse she—~Jjust a
mere woman-—could see beyond his
seeing. :
(To Be Continued Monday.)
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Embarrassing.
' “Did you say these peas were from
your own garden?’ asked the summer
|bmrlcr.
“Yen, wiree.” replied the tarmer,
"'Pwm ‘em myself early this mornin’,*
“Is It necessary to shoot them when
you plck them?™ inquirad the boarder,
!nmfllfll & plece of solder from be
tween his teeth.
i oninen Bit
; Didn’'t Understand.
. First Officer—~What was the joke
{wbout Lisutenant Footle?
| Becond Officer— Why, the major's wife
|maid she'd be giad of his company at
i her house on Wednesday, and the silly
;m took all his mnhl‘ugqm
The Reason,
She-Why im it Ut they sky, “The
shades of night are "alling fust 7'
I Mackiihe the ceaple IhaMe are
aving te bea
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~ The Manicure Lady
e o o EL TS b ook
She Gives Her Colleague Her Views on the Folly of
Marrying Money.
M‘Wmumm
By WILLIAM F., KIRK.
66 ] WAS reading about a heiress that
I ran away with the gent she
! loved,” maid the Manicure Lady.
“That's what I call a. noble ideal for
;whlch to live for.”
- Vlt was all right if the gent she loved
‘had an income of his own,” sald the
Head Barber, ‘in case her old gent cut
her off. 1t would be tough for a heiress
to find out that she had to do plain
‘cooking in a little flat. She would suf
fer almost as much as her husband.”
~ “The newspaper story says that she
;didn't know how to do housework,, but
that love would find a way and that
'-ho was willing to learn cooking, That's
‘the grand spirit!” declared the Mani
cure Lady. “I can't coolk nothing my
l-elr, George, but if I marry some poor
boy I ain't above trying to learn.”
“Don’t you never do it!” warned
the Head Barber. “If the gent you
marry ain't got a roll he will get indi
gestion. You have got a true, fond
heart, kid, but you ean't boil eggs with
lovelight or cook steaks with tender
glances. Of course, if you was a capa
ble housekeeper ltlke my Missus, it
'would be different, but there ain't many
like her.”
| Marriage a Gamble.
“Of course, not,” said the Manicure
Lady, “and there ain't many gents like
you. Maybe I will marry wealth, the
way the Gypsy fortune-teller told me I
‘would, but she was cross-eyed, and
maybe she didn't read my future none
too clear. If T ghould happen to marry
wea'th and station | would have as
much trouble learning how to shake
hanpds as n:ost girls has learning how
to cook.
“Marriage is a terribie gamble,
George: like a leap into the dark, as
them old. poets says. When you think
Telephorfigg a Man
- $ at His Office $
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
6 LOESIE” has written to me on
F a subject which none of my
readers has ever broached be
fore. But it is one about which a great
many of my readers would do well to
| think, and L 1 quote her*letter exactly
as It is written;
’ “After a lengthy discussion on the
| tople of whether it is proper for a young
i lady to call up her mageculine friends on
llho phone just for a social call, I still
feel undecided. It is to you, my dear
! Miss Fairfax, that I turn for a decision.
{Dn you think it is preper for a young
llady to call up different gentlemen on
| the phone just for a little chat?" "’
Most decidedly not, Flossie. AMen
who have any serious business are sure
to be annoyed when women call them
up just to pass the time of day. Al
men ridieuls the feminine habit of vis
liting over the telephone. Any man who
'has anvthing serious to say to a girl
| will not discuss it over the phone. He
I-m eall her up and as briefly as possi
ibk make an appointnent to meet her,
1
A New Way to Detect a Lie
| 4EN a man ls telling a lie he
Wbmum differently from when
he is telling the truth. The
dierence was discovered by means of
some tests made by his students hy
Professor Benuss!, of Graz. |
He prepared cards bearing letters,
figures and diagrams and distributed
these among his puplls. These were
required to describe the cards -or
rectly, except in certaln cases when
the cards were marked with a red
star, and the students recelving them
were required to describe them faise
ly. Each student was watched cara
fully by his fellows, who, ignorant of
the nature of the card, tried wo judye
from his manner whether he was tell
ing the truth or not. The watchers
were unable to jJudge with any cer
tainty.
IN FEBRUARY
By JANE M'LEAN.
ERE is a wind that sweeps the city street,
I Rife with the perfume caught from April's hair:
That breathes of piuk' arbutus, frall and sweet,
Beneath drenched moss, hid In some woodland lair;
And February winds are passing fleet
When Spring walks forth with slim feet white und bare
And in the city street the sodden snow,
Under an azure sky, has bad its Al '
The world turns over in its sleep, and lo’
Youth burning at her heart turns her athrill,
Aud down the street a woman worn with woe
Clasps in her bhand a faded daffodil,
Household Suggestions
To wash brushes and combs put a
&flwxdmm-mmu
water and dip the brush up and
and down in'it, letting the comb e
main in the water for a few min
utes. In this way all the grease will
disappear, and after rinsing In cod
water both brushes and combs will!
|be perfectly ch:a.. 4 g
! When & tag comes off a boot or
shoe lnes, press a little meited ’iuh;
sealing wax around the end of (he
Ince and shave It to form & tag f
of the chances us girls takes, yieldlnxl
up our young lives to the keeping us!
some good-looking jaspers that comea‘
proposing, it makes you shudder, don‘t|
it :
“Not me, it don’t,”” said the practical
Head Barber. “1 got troubles enough |
of my own. The only girl I worry about |
at all is you, and I do hope you get a
real guy. You have waited 8o long and
80 patient, like a old fisherman settinx'
ten hours out under the boiling sun.t
I get ktd of sad sometimes when 1
think how the years ig slipping by with
out bringing yeu no fi'oddin( ring."” !
Plenty of Time. :
“There is plenty of years to slip by
vet,” said the Manicure Lady. “T ain't'
no spinster, George. The bloom of'
youth is still on my cheek—the natural
bioom, too, no matter what you think
—and [ still have them unfaltering,
clear eyes of youth, looking ahead at.
the years to ceme with beautiful faith,
ltke {t says in the novel I was reading
last night, ‘Muriel’s Master.’ She ¢ot‘
a swell gent in that book, George, and
she got him the same way 1 am going
to get mine, by patient waiting and |
watching, llke Mister Wilson,” |
“I hope you don't wait in vain,” said
the Head Barber. ‘‘You ain’'t got the‘
sweetest temper in the world now. It
| would be awful to think hew you would
pan me if you got to be a spinster!”
“You don't need to worry none,” said
the Manicure Lady. By the time 1!
am old enough to be called a spinster
you'll be too old to be hanging around
here. There comes my faithful ol
bookmaker, Joe Blow. | never seen a
gent that was so fond of his fingernails
as Joe Good, reliable old Joe Blow!"
‘“He went past the door,” salq the
Head Barber. *No, he's coming back”’
“Sure he is,"”" sald the Manicure Lady,
“l wish there was more gents like him."
Do you know any worth-while men
who make a practice of telephoning
their women friends merely for the joy
of conversation? !
The type of man who does this thing
escribes his own proceeding pretty ac
rately when he says:
“Guess I'll call up Mabe! and jolly
her along a little. It's easler than trot
ting out to see her.”
Being “Joliled along’”’ by « man is dis
tinctly not to a girl's sdvantage. It is
& lazy man's way of amusing himself
a 8 insincerely and as much without ef
fort as possible, It certainly isn't
worth while wasting 5 cents to call up
such a man!
And as for the men of more worthy
caliber—earnest, sincere men of the
working type—to bother them with idle
persifiage over a telephone is to estrange
their best llking and most sincere in
terest.
Don't do it. It annoys them and it
places you in the category of tiresome
chatterboxes completely obnoxious to
the masculine soul! -
_mmm‘
~ Under the direction of Professor
Benussi the time occupled in inspi
ration and expiration was measured,
and the measurement was taken again
immediately after he finished. It was
found that the utterance of a false
statement always increased and the
utterance of a true statement always
diminished the quotient obtained by
dividing the time of inspiration by the
time of expiration.
Dr. Anton Rose, commenting on
these results, remarks that the dis
covery furnishes a certain eriterion
between truth and falsehood. For
even a clever llar Is lkely to fall in
an attempt to escape detection by
breathing irregularly, Professor Ben
uss! having discovered that men are
unable voluntarily to change their res
piration so as to affect the result,
will answer almost as well as the
original
-8 0 |
To renovate a shabby serge skirt
Oron.o it over with hot vinegar un
til the stains and grease marks Aig-
Appear; then tlofo:t.’tsy press on (he
wrong =ide with n. :h' hot iron, |
-
Mildew rfl feather may we removsd
with a Wtt'e pure vaseling Rl this
into the leather till yuite absorbal,
and then carefolly poliew with »
LCieAD chamois leather
: What Happened to Jane :
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| Heard of Mary Baird’'s Death
i)y VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN
' DE WATER.
CHAPTER LXIV.
(Copyright, 1916, Star Company.)
I‘ HAT is all, dear child. I have
T told you everything.”
Dr. Monroe spoke gently
and affectionately, looking down at
Jane Reeves' pale face
It was a fair afternoon in June. The
Invalld, convalescent, but still weak,
had been carried down Into the sitting
toori. She would lle here on the
couch until dusk, when once more -m‘
would be put to bed. |
Until to-day she had not been al~‘
lowed to talk of the change in her life
and of the tragedy that had brought it
about. Nor had she shown much cu
riosity about it |
She recalled perfectly the events of
the night on which unconsciousness
had mercifully drawn a dark curtain
over the horrors she could not bear.
That curtain had lifted gradually, udj
as the past events stood out clearly,
one by one, before her mind's eye, the
sick woman needed all her strength
to consider them. She had had
enough to think about without any
more revelations.
But this morning her husband’s
lawyer had come to see her. Augus
tus Reeves’' will had not been read yet,
he reminded her. Could she listen
to it this afternoon?
She had said that she could and
would, but had asked that Dr. Monroe
come and stay with her during the
ordeal. This old friend who had
brought her back from the valley of
the shadow of death seemed a strong
staff to her weakness,
The Bequests. |
S 0 he had come, and had sat by hcr.‘
stroking her hand while she listened.
Augustus Reeves had left the great.
er part of his property to his wife, al- |
though there was a bequest to Mary
Balrd, his housekeeper, and & gener
ous sum to go to the Dutch Reformed
Church of Miiton
The settiement of the estate would
|be simple, us Jane was now his only
,bflr.
Then she had thanked the lawyer
for coming, adding that she would
ke to see Mm again when she was
stronger. Just now she could not talk
business
It was after he had left that uhoi
turned to Dr. Monroe. “And now.,” she
sald, 1 want you Lo tell me the truth
everything, | can bear It"
He had done as he was bid, wateh
'lr.; the white face for any signs of
overexcitement,
‘ But, except for an mulomll
smothered exclamation, Jane re
|m,umnd calm. Onee, indeed, she cov
erad her eyes with her hand for &
minute, It was when she was mu‘
of how Mary Baird had met Ml
death., She knew that Mary was
dead. Mhe did not know that she
'had been drowned,
| “1 hope St was an mecident.” Jane
{murmured. “Oh, | hope It dan'”
We all] believe It was, donr child,”
the doctor rejoined. “Anyway, lit's
well with her now.” ;
An Explanation,
‘T'm sure she must have been in
sane,” Jane mused. Then, with a
shudder, “I wish—Oh, I wish the farm
might be sold! I never want to see
it again. For,” sinking her volce to
& whisper, “I knew while I was there
most of the things you have told me.
That is why I have not been moré
surprised at your story.”
The doctor started. “You knew
most of these things already!” he ex
claimed. “Did you know,” he paused.
“YesY she affirmed, reading his
unspoken quesglon. “I knew. I lis
tened. It was wrong, but 1 had to
know the truth. I think,” with an
other shudder, “that knowledge would
have driven me mad at last even if—
even if-—"
Her volce trembled and the tears
came to her eyes,
“There! there!” the physician
soothed. “Don't try to talk about
it. It is all over forever, remember.
You need never go to that house
again, Will you make me & prom
{so7
“What is it ™ ghe faitered.
“Promise to try to forget the past.
It is dead. Try to look forward.”
“I will try,” she assured him. “But
there's nothing to look forward to In
my e now. I feel as if the past year
had been one horrible series of mis
tukes, as If I had sold my better self
for an unworthy, scheming self; as
it T had thrown away my happiness
and had bought misery and shame.
Oh, If | had only known! If I had
only known!"
“You know now,” he reminded her
gently. “While It has cost you suf
fering, you have learned what Is
worth while in life. We learn by our
mistakes. And, Jane, you meant 0
do what was right.”
Her Mistake.
“Yea,” she mused, “I meant to do
what wap right—as 1 saw it. But
1 made the mistake of. thinking that
& wrong deed, or a compromise with
one’'s idealy and faith, can bring last
ing good. And It can't”
“No, dear,” her companion agreed,
“it never can. If we put our bungling
fingers into the machinery of life and
try to run it according to our whims,
why, we get those same fiugers pinch
ed, that's all. But, child, thnnk now
[or all the good you can do, all the
happiness you can give with what is
left of your life.”
“Yen,” she assented softly, “I can
heip father and mother, That's what
I meant to do all along. Only 1 chose
my own way of doing it, and so made
matters worse., Hut don't you think
I have been punished enough?™
| "l certainly do!” Dr. Monroe smiled,
“And yoy seem g forget that sou
lm. your cholce from unseifish mo
tives™
- " call them thatl” she correcied,
!"hut they wers my selfish ideas of
unseifishiness. 1 was all wrong.”
L "We usually are when we attempt
Ll butt into Providence” the docter
ir&ml_fllu) dryly.
Coon my word” he said after:
J N
ward .to Mr. Evans, *T don't w
that child is a bit glad that she AS
enough money to keep her and her
people In comfort for the rest of
their lives, She certainly doesn’t care ¢
a rap about it for herself.” ‘N
“No” Mr. Evans repiled soberly,
“she Paid too big a price for it"
(To Be Continued.) ! i
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