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ThE GEORGIANS MAGAZINE., PAGE—
Grace Darling’s Talks to Girls
No. 3—The “';T\::.tn W et T T
- By GRACE DARLING.
' The Charming Young American
; Moving Picture Star.
Copyright, 1915, International News
Y . Service,
GREAT many girls complain
A that they have no friends, and
f feel that they are most un-
Justly treated because they are not
popular in their social sets.
If these girls would ask themselves
the question, “Why SHOULD people
like me?” instead of, “Why DON'T
people like me?” they would get some
information that would be of untold
helpfulness to them.
Why SHOULD people like us un
less we are friendly, agreeable,
cheery, companionable? There is no
_reason that they should\ and, as a
matter of fact, they don't,
I have never known a.girl who was
lonely, and friendless, and left out of
everything, who hadn’t herself entire
ly 'to blame. Sometimes it's because
she is a natural-bern cat, one of those
spiteful, spitty creatures who to save
their lives can't help clawing you on
Your tender spots.
The kind of girl, you know, who
will take all of the pleasure out of
your new ring by saying, “What a
pretty little ring. It's wonderful how
well those cheap little chip diamonds
make up, isn’t it?” Or who will con
gratulate an engaged girl by telling
her that she's glad Tom has found
somebody who was willing to marry
him at last, as he has been refused
by every other girl in the set.
Why should a girl who goes through
lifé using her tongue like a stiletto,
stabbing everybody with whom she
comes in contact, expect to be liked
and for people to want to have her
about?
Just Plain Selfish.
Sometimes the unpopular girl is
jtst plain seifish. She seizes the best
of everything for herself. She mo
nopolizes all of the men that she can,
and when she meets a new man she
would die before she would introduce
him to another girl,
Now, society is run on the give
and-take plan, and just because the
selfish girl believes that she can al
;ways take and never give, she over-
Teaches herself, and in the end Miss
Piggy is shelved.
Sometimes the reason that a girl
‘Mas no friends is because she is a
spoil sport. She never wants to do
what other people want to do. If the
others want to dance, she wants to
skate. If the others want to play
‘ennis, she wants to go paddling.
Or she is one of the finnicky kind of
girls that has to have everything ex-!
actly right before she can enjoy it.
She can't sit backward on a car, or
walk in the sun, or sit in a draught,
and she has to be fussed with so
much that she simply isn't worth the
trouble.
She's a wet blanket on any jolly
little party, and after an experience
or two in trying to please her, and
It’s the Wives Who Run
. o the Ananias Clyp &
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By DOROTHY DIX.
VER since the Garden of Eden
Elcun'dal. when our First Father
got involved in the pippin inci
dent and wriggled out of it by laying it
on a woman, men have walked in Ad
am’'s footsteps and put the blame of all
their shortcomings on women's shoul
ders.
There is, however, one sin of which
most husbands are guilty now: and then,
If not habitually, that they have a right
,\0 lay at their wives' doors. This Is.
‘the sin of lying. |
Decent men, as a rule, abhor lying.
ey seldom lie to each other. But
y almost invariably lie to women.:
the reason of this is because the
Average woman I 8 so constituted that
she can not stang the truth. She pre
fers that a man lie to her even when
she knows that he is lyving. %
Bspeclally it is wives who make Ana
niases of their husbands. The man, lf<‘
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A Strikingly Pretty Pose of Grace Darling.
listening to her complaints, everybody
decides that the best place for her is
her own home. So they leave her
there.
The real reason, however, that most
friendless girls don’'t have friends is
because they haven't the friendly
spirit themselves. They want other
people to make all the advances. They
expect other people to go out of their
Wway to hunt them up, and show them
attention, and to pry them out of their!
shells of reserve, ‘
What conceit! What arrogance!
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he followed his own inclinations, would’
far rather. be Truthtul James. |
The Man's Preference. !
It degrades him in his own sight, and |
makes him feel ke a sneak thier whenl
he has to tell his wife tarra dlddlu,l
but It's tire fairy story or a fight with
her, 8o he follows the line of least re-!
sitance and qualifies as a fiction mon
ger. For well he knows the things thnl!
his Maria would say were she presemed
with a bald statement of facts. i
What man, for Instance, would dare |
to tell his wife the truth about hn\-ln‘!
lost money in a poker game. or hn\'inxi
dropped it in a little flier that he took |
dn Wall street, when she had warned |
him against speculation? l
What man would haye the pnerve to
tell his wife the truth about why he
didn't. come home 1o dinner, and say
that it was because he had had a nerve.
racking day in business, and feit that
he would go raving mad if he had the
children's noise at home added to i 1
What man would be brave enough to
tell his wife that when she went off
for a summer vacatlon alone it was a
real vacation for him because It lot him
B*t out of the monotonous round of too
much domesticity?
Glib Romances.
Not one. On the contrary, Friend
Husband glibly romances along about
out-of-town customers, or important
cases, or extra work. and wife nccepts
the anclent and moss-grown falsehood
peacefully and calmly, and thus not only
puts a premium on Iying, but actually
inveigles her husband into decelving
her.
If men deceive their wives, it is gen.
erally the wife's fault, because theé
Average woman makes it Impossible for
any husband who isn't an llron Cross
hero to tell her the truth. A man who,
when he takes a drink, tells his wife,
Instead of eating cloves to hide it, or
who dares admit at home that he de
liberately asked a woman friend 1o lunch
Instead of prevaricating about how he
Accldentally ran across her in a res.
taurant, ean furnish a certificate of
domenstic lelk-u‘ nmg enough to draw
money on at the bank.
It's mostly the wives who nominate
aM‘r hushands ’u membership in the
Ananlax Club,
}What peculiar worth and charm has
anvone got that makes it worth busy
people’s time and trouble to seek a
girl out, and make friends with her in
spite of herself?
There are too many agreeable and
friendly people who are ready to meet
us halfway and make themselves
pleasant for us to bother with the
cranky and grouchy and people with
“ways” that we would have to put up
with if we have anything to do with
them. So we leave these to their own
melancholy companionship. -
If you are not popular and have no
friends, be sure it's your own fault,
girle. Look into your hearts, and see
what's the matter with yourself that
people don’'t like you: for, after all,
the world’s just a looking glass that
gives us back our own reflections, If
we turn a sour face on ity it scowls
back to us, but If we smile at it, it
laughs back at us,
Be friendly, and you'll have friends.
Reach out the glad hand to other peo
ple, and they'll give you the clasp
that makes you one of the great
brotherhood and sisterhood of hue
manity,
Little Bobbie's Pa
By WILLIAM F. KIRK,
EEREST Husband, sed Ma to
D Pa. wen he caim hoam to din
\ ner last nite, we are going
oaver to the Paxtons to-nite to play
cards, & littel Bobbie is going with
us. He can play with the littel Pax
on boy,
Fine, sed Pa, neediess to say | shall
Win, Of course it wiil be one of them
inerve-ucktns five cent limit affares,
#ed Pa. 1 shudder at the risk, Pa sed.
~ Well, sed Ma, the buty of a small
galm Is that if you Yose you doant
lose anything much, & if you win you
doant feel as If you had taken real
munny from your host & hostess, :
I know, 1 know, sed Pa, but | nev.
ver like to play poker with ladies,
They nevver know whare the game
stands, sed Pa. 1 have to tell you
every time it is yure deel, sed Pa, &
then 1 have to shuffel the cards for
‘yw, & then you maik a mis-deel & 1
have to deel them for vou.
| Yes,'l know you are a eMshunshy
man, sed Ma, but you are going along
& we are going to play a small gaim,
00, Goodness knows we doant want
Any of the Paxton's munny, tho, sed
Ma, so play & kind of careiess gaim it
wo git ahed
No Danger,
Thare lsent much danger of us git
ting ahed, sed Pa, the way you play.
I will go, sed Pa, If you will promise
me that you doant keep drawing to
The Struggles of
2 2 Wife @
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;I\.\'m \\'(Tlv;;’s ])all;:'];:':' Gives Her M ‘:t“};(”l‘:‘.;;t:””;{;
Advice on How to Battle With Poverty.,
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN
DE WATER.
AU T 3 N
CHAPTER 111. ’
(Copyright, 1916, Star Company.)
HE sense of elation did not last.
T Unfortunately, it seldom does.
In the first excitement of trou
ble, when a common anxiety draws
two people closer together than usual,
self-sacrifice—even suffering itself—
seems to have about it a hol of #o
mance and martyrdom. ¥or the mo
ment one feels equal to any test of
courage, X
But when the excitement gives way
to the drudgery of evervday existence,
the halo is dissipated and an appre
ciation of the commonplaceness of lifo
weighs one down. Possibly a soldier
would bear with more fortitude the
three days’ experience of a Gettysburg
than the less strenuous but equally
deadly experience of a Valley Forge.
So by the time Myra Webb had ex
plained changed conditions to her
daughter romance was fast disap
pearing from the situation. She had
taken the girl into her confidence cn
the very day on which Horace had
imparted his painful news.
Grace had borne the shock well.
She was her father's daughter in more
ways than one, the mother reflected
as she saw the child steady heor
twitching lips when she asked, “And
what about college?’ ‘Then, before
Myra could speak, she added, “Of
course, it is over for me. I must give
up my plans in that direction.”
Resignation.
Protests that there must be some
way of avoiding this disappointmant
were of no avall, although at first the
mother predicted that “something
would happen” to make it possibie
for Grace to complete her two remain
ing years at Barnard. When, at the
end of some days, matters looked even
more hopeless than at first, Grace
smiled at the older woman's forlorn
hope.
| “You are like Mr., Micawber, moth
er,” she said in a tone that she strove
to make playful. “You are always ex
pecting ‘something to turn up.’ But
in this case it won't. So lam making
‘my plans accordingly.”
“What do you mean?"”
“I went last week to ask Miss Let
son if she could give me a place as
teacher in the primary department ‘n
her school next fall. She says that
her school will be fuller than ever
this next year, and, after talking wizh
me, and consulting with a couple of
the professors at college whom she
happens to know and in whose Eng
lish classes I have done good work,
she has promised to give me a trial”
“And vou have arranged all this by
yourse!f, without consulting either
your father or me!” the mother ex
claimed. “You are wonderful, Grace.”
Like Her Father.
She meant the admiration that she
expressed. Yet in her heart she wished
that the girl felt more sense of de
pendence on the mother who loved
her. Yes—Grace was like her fathsr,
“Why should I trouble you about it,
mother?” the girl argued. “If noth
ing had come of it, you would not
have been disappointed. And while it
was all in the air, so to speak, why
add to your anxiety by talking of an
uncertainty 7"
The logic was unanswerable, and
Myra chided herself for her slight
feeling of regret at Grace's independ.
ence. And as she felt this self-re
proach, she felt more stronglyv com-
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two harts, or two clubs, or two di
monds, trying to ma'k a fush that
way, sed Pa. You can maik a flunh‘
that way about onst every Leap Yeer,
sed Pa. So Ma promised. |
S 0 we went caver to the Paxtons &
Pa & Ma got in the galm. Thare was
Mister & Missus Paxton & Ma & Pa
& a pritty widow naimed Dorothy
sumthing. Pa dident cair what her
last naim was, he beegan calling her
~§Fl‘(-‘;lng6 | Bai:tér énd Sale
HERE is a wide fleld in China
T for dishonest traveling mor
chants, and remarkable con
sequences come to light occasion
ally. Some traders, taking advan
tage of the simplicity of the Mon
gollans, make an atiractive disp'ay
of goods such as the natives crave
to possess and tempt them to purs
chase what catchos their fancy, Woe
to one who is begulled to walk into
the snare, for the glid tongue of ‘he
’lnnllng merchant will soon induce
him to take possession of that par.
‘!lcul.r article to which his attention
is directed at any price demanded.
If he has something to offer in ex
\obuuo. fleecing stops there, but in
case he has nothing to give in re.
turn a great calamity will bhefall him,
The vender will assure him that he
passion for ail that Grace was re
linquishing. Crossing the room to the
window by which the girl stood, she
put her arms about the slender fig
ure,
“Darling,”" she murmured, “I am so
soi‘ry you have had to give up your
college course. Somehow, it does not
seem right, nor fair. . Yet, dear, it
seems also inevitable,
“Yes, it is,” tne girl responded. Her
voice trembled and she held her moth
er close for a minute. “But since it
is inevitable—why talk of it? You
have troubles of your own just now.”
So she appreciated that the mother
had troubles, did she? Then why not
speak out the sympathy that the par
ent longs for?
Many Troubles.
The *“troubles” were many as the
weeks passed. It is not an easy task
to move from a house into a small
apartment. The sunny flat which the
Webbs selected was just off Broadway
—almost two blocks from the Hudson.
It was pleasant enough, but very
small. The walls of the living roorg
were lined with book shelves; vet
these could not contain half the vol-l
umes collected during the years n!‘l
plenty, and many boxes of books were ‘
put in storage. |
‘Myra's desk, at which she hoped to
do much writing, mut stand in the
dining room. The largest bedroom
contained twin beds for husband and
wife. Grace's room was small, but
light. The tiny room for the maid
was barely large enough for one per
#son. This made less difference, as the
Webbs expected to keep but one maid,
But until fall Myra and Grace would
do all the housework except the
washing and ironing. The mother
suggested at first that even after the
fall term at schooi began they might
dispense with the services of a do
‘mestic. But her daughter objected to
‘this plan.
| “You expect to do writing to eke
out the family income,” she remarked
practically. “If you have to perform
a housemaid's duties, when will you
write?” '
“When 1 have finished the house
work each day,” the mother replied, “'1
will have time for several hours of
undisturbed writing.”
| False Economy.
“You mean you will try to do brain
work after you have exhausted your
physical strength on washing dishes,
sweeping, dusting and cooking?”
Grace querfed. “You will find it a
mistake to attempt all that, mother.
There will be nothing but the dregs of
your energy left for your writing. No,
that would be foolish and not a bit
economical. We will get through the
summer without a servant, but when
the fall comes you must have one.”
8o it was decided that during the
summer Myra and Grace would do
the housework. When the fall came
they would make other arrangements.
Maenwhile, Grace took out of the
savings bank a small sum she had
laid away during her school days in
case there might some day be some
thing she wanted very much that her
parents might think a foolish desire.
And this sum she spent on three les
sons a week in stenography and type
writing.
But of this she said nothing to her
father or mother. If teaching failed
she told herself, there would be ste
nography to fall back upon l
| (To Be Continued.)
He and Ma Attend a Social Little Game
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Dorothy rite away, *
Well, sed Pa, wen the gaim beegan,
1 doant care who loses- as long as
Dorothy wins. lam a shivalrus man,
sed Pa, with a grate liking for iadies
left alone in this wurld. That is, sed
Pa, I admire them for thare pluck. Go.
to it, Dorothy, sed Pa, & may fortune
smile on you. s
I nevver win, sed the widow, You
big strong men are too clevver & ree
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is quite welcome to CArTY away (N-‘
article on eredit. He will come bt"x}
again to the town after a certain
lapse of time. If the native hands
Over one or weveral head of cattle, as
the case may be. and an extra sheep
or a horse, equivalent in value 10|
30 or 40 per cent of the price of the
Roods advanced, as Interest, every
thing wiil be satisfactory,
However, the merchant, on return-
Ing, seldom collects the' price, but is
satisfied with carrying awwy the
promised interest, leaving the pu--
chaser in debt, so that he can continue
to fleece him. Thus it s not rare to
so 6 some Mongollans working for
the payment of usurious interest on 4
debt contracted by their fathers or
even grandfathers as the result
them having fallen victims to one
of these tricky Chinere peddiers,
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“I'm off for New York," said Jim, angrily. ‘‘Good-by!’’
, Novelized from the Messrs. Shubert's
production of the Broadway AUCCESS,
“Just .a Woman,' by Eugene Walter,
row playing at the Forty-eighth Streef
Theater New York. -
Copyright, 1916, by International News
\ Service,
| s
By ANN LISLE.
“WILL his® position pe about
the same as you have now,
or a little bétter?” |
“Why, it can’t help but be better.”
“If Ned’s all I've brought you in the
last few vyears, that's the one thing
you're not going to take away from
me. You're not going to -send him
away to one of those fariey schools
with faney teachers to make u fanecy
‘man out of him. He'll stay right here
‘lnd will 80 to public school, with his
mother to take care of him.and if he
can’'t be a satisfactory son to you, I'm
going to make him a good grandson
to my father. That's settled.
Jim’s Pretext.
“All right,” snarled Jim angrily., “I
can’'t even have a lttle influence in
handling my own boy. 1n one breath
you try to keep me home and in the
next you try to drive me away —away
;frnm everything.”
“I'm not trying to drive you any
l where.”
sorsful for my poor littel brain, you
are too deep for me
It is yure deel, sed Ma to her !
Allow me to riffle the cards for vou,
ged Pa. No, | doant want to cut fhem
after you fix them, sed Pa. 3 mxst“‘
you, |
Cut, Said Ma, 1
Mister Dooly sed to alwave trust lfi}
human nater. but cut the cards, sed
Ma. o “
But Mister Dooly nevver knew this
littel lady, sed Pa. 1 used to have a
!lmel gurl sweethart named Dorothy,
sed Pa. She died.
Perhaps she was bhetter off, sed Ma.
It is yvure deel,
8o it is, sed Pa. |
Ma kep winning all the eevning &
neerly every big pot she won was
from the widow, |
You have moast amazing luck, sed
the widow to Ma. It is almost weerd,
If this wasent a soshul gaim, she sed.
I wud think maybe you lerned the
gaim from Wizard Kellar, she sald.
If this wasent a soshul gaim, a vary
sohul gaim, sed Ma, | wud insist on
you riffling & deeling yure own cards,
& 1 wud cut the deck, too, sed Ma, '
Wen the gaim was oaver Ma & the
widow was the only big winners, thé
widow won six dollars, X i
lam glad she won, sed Pa, the jone.
sum littel dear. 1 wonder if the mun«
ny will help her out,
1 guéss wO, sed Ma. she will probly
buy two new hata with it like the one
ahie woar to-nite,
Jim was so angry that he harm
realized with what eagerness he. had
seizedon a pretext for ahger.
“Yes, you are. The whole thing is
too darn ridiculous. I'm off for New
York., Good-bye."
? “When will you be back? \!
“1 don't know. Good-bye.” |
' The slam of a door! How much
‘that has meant to women since éiv-'i
lization gave to men doors to slam!
‘Thers is a certain inevitable force
about the incisive sound of a clonin(‘
door. It carries to a woman a certain’
‘message of a barrier shut and fut-1
ened against her. More than bitter
lwurd.u, it bears to her brain the por-‘
tent of finality, |
As long as Jim was there and she
could talk to him, even thgugh hé
faced her in bitterness and anger, still
Anna had the warming sense that he
was there. A woman's heart waits for |
the miracle of resurgent love that]
shall warm Wer Man to her again. Butl
the slammed door--the sound of that
closing barrier—puts an absolute pe-‘
riod to her hopes and expectations,
When her ears hear that, a “omnn‘n“
heart sayvs to her: “It is over.” |
Anna stood motionless for a am'onrl.|
First fright, then grief, and finally
resignation stole over her features,
and set them in a mold of sorrow. ure‘
as a vital thing seemed ended. |
l And then outside the door sounded
a child's volee. o |
“Are you there, mother?” o
Anna stood in silence struggling
with herself. Bhe had lost Jim, and
while she refused to.acknowledge it,
ghe sensed it 1
Again the child's voice sounded:
“Mother. are you there? Mother--
answer me.” ;
Mother Love.
And mother love summoned
strength to Auna's drooping figure.
She had wanted the unconsciousness
of oblivion, but that is a luxury which
few people can have just when it
meuans most to them., Dramatic na
tures might actually enjoy revelling
in thelr agébny and in the consequent
se!f-pity. But Nature is dramatie {n
a practical way. She demands that
after a funeral there shall yet be meat
and drink for the living., Nature
saves us from ourselves.
Nature forced Anna back to the
necds of the moment. There was the
volee of her boy demanding its an
“wer f 1
“Mother, mother — mother — dear!
Are you there?" eallad Ned.
And Anna held her voice to steadi
ness as she called, “Yes, my baby—
mother's here™
. Into tt::hmm cmt sturdy little
o e
~.’13“' w:w u“&“"m m‘“ _— ?:
must have had in his youth, But the
width between the eyes and sensitive
curve of nostrils and lips below the
?mh cheek bones were the boy's heri
aue from his mother,
“Bay, mother, what's the matter
with my going out in the vard to play
on my drum?"
Anna caught him in her arms with
a 4 violence which rather astonished
the little lad. His mind was on drums
and goed times. How could he know
that his mother was passionately
shrieking thanks to her God for her
boy—and prayers that she might keep
ihvm lier boy, always her boy.
);'hon Mr. Lascelle, of the New
5" . . | red
+OVThar, played any game, he playe
jte win. Your true sportsman gam
]Mm for the joy of taking chances:
{Your real hunter follows the chase for
i the sheer zest of trying to find his
game rather than to bag it; but your
sharper of 4 lawyer and your trickster
,[-nlllivmn have no respect for means
| except as they lead to an end. Loaded
dice, marked cards, an extra deck up
lils sleeve; all these were part of Las
celle’s equipment for the game of life
as he played fit.
| He was a clever enough student of
' human nature to perceive that under
‘m-r primitive devotion to Jim there
| was pride in Anna's nature. On that
| pride he meant to play. He knew the
| one raucous note that would set her
| nerves vibrating. He sensed the one
hideous move in the game that must
force Anna to make a counter move,
(To Be Continued To-morrow.)
| Not What She Meant.
Roamin’ in the gloamin'” were
|A.'.-‘m;» Magee and her baghful suitor,
| Tam Dyvke
| Tam had been courting Jeanie for a
{ long, long time, but he was sé shy,
| poor chap, that it was only the other
{evening that he screwed up his cour
fage to steal a furtive kiss from his
damsel’'s willing cheek
I Man Tam,” sighed Jeanie, nestling
to him promptly, “cud ye no gang jist
{ & wee bit furrther along ?”
! Oh, ave, Jeanie, wuman,” spiut
{tered Tam nervously, “A’ll gang as
|far as the falrm gate wi' ye'™
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D until [ found Ouscurs
== Soap and Ointment. |
N\ } would rub my scalp at night
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scalp became cloar and my bair full of life,
and 1 was completely healed. ' (Signed)
Miss Etta Love, Route 1, Ben Franklin,
Tex., July 6, 1015,
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