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The Revelations of a Wife
A New Story of Married Life |
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o By Adele Garrison,
WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE THE
’ EVENING GAME.
“Tflmgs! Now what do yvou think
of your kitchen crock?’
Dicky stepped back admir
ingly from the dining table, where he
had just finished arranging the flowers
he had bought in the coarse brown jar
against which I had protested to no
avail.
To my housewifely mind, the {dea of
a plece of kitchen pottery as a recep
tacle for flowers was ridiculous and 1
felt much irritation at Dicky not only
for putting aside my opinion with a
careless quip, as if it were of no im
portance, but for persisting in carry
ing the unsightly thing into the dining
room and putting the flowers into it
But as I looked at the yellow daffe
dlls, the white narcissi and the delicate
ferns rising out of the dark brown
earthen far, 1 realized the artistic sense
that had Jed. Dicky unerringly to se
lect it. Placed carelessly within It
some of the blossoms standing proud
ly upright, others leaning lovingly over
the gide of the dish, they looked exact-
Iv as if they were rising from the earth
where they were grown.
I love flowers so much that the very
sight of them mellows me, no matter
how upset 1 am. As 1 gazed at the
exquisite blossoms 1 felt my irritation
at Dicky leave me. After all, he had
been right about the jar, and I could
not believe he had meant to wound me.
I slipped my hand into his arm.
“They are lovely, Dicky,” 1 sald soft
ly. “I take it all hack about the jar.
It is the only thing for these blossoms
't t™
“Of course,” Dicky replied laconic
ally. “Queer how some of the cheap
est, coarsest pieces of pottery have col
oringe which are a delight to the eye.”
“Dinner all served,” announced Katie
from the kitchen door. Then her eyes
fell upon the table, where Dicky had
jumbled the flowers, and Yes face grew
dark with arger,
1 hastened to avert the storm I knew
was brewing.
“Never mind the dishes, Katie,” 1
said soothingly. ““Mr. Graham put them
to one side when he arranged the
flowers. We will put them all back
again ourselves. Bring on the dinner.”
Katie departed grumbling under her
breath, but 1 affected pot to hear her.
I ve-arranged the dighes and silver, aqd
when she brought in the oysters she
was serene again,
It 48 a pleasure to put a good dinner
tefore Dicky, he en'oys every morsel of
it 80 much. In sp're of the depressing
Incidents of the morn'ng my spirits r»
fiected Dicky's ard we had a me'ry
littie meal while Katie beamed at our
apprecjation of her efforts.
““Here, Katie.” As Dicky finished a
large slice of Katle's cream ple, he
held out a half-dollar to hér. “Thais
in recognition of a mighty good dinner.”
“Tank you,” rejoined Katte. *“I no
care if you put the dishes on the floor
next time "
Dicky frowned slightly as she left the
room.
“Too fresh, by far, that girl,"” he
commented. “Can’'t you tone her down
a little?"
I felt my old irritation at Dicky's in
consistency risnig within me. When he
had found that Katie, whom | had en
fged as cook, was the girl who had
formerly done the housework in the
bachelor apartment which he had shared
with three other artists, he had been
delighted
“Now I'll have the chance to finish
that painting of Poland for which she
WaAS posing when she disappeared,” he
had sald to me, and added: “For heav
er's sake, Madge, keep her. Put up
with anything from her until after I
finish that painting."
1 remembered the words as If he had
M spoken them. The memory of them
tinged my speech as 1 replied:
¢ “You surely do net suppose 1 like her
Exercise i
Later Li
4 S
r Life
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g By Brice Belden, M. D.
EOPLE no longer young often
Jfancy that their hearts are more
or less played out and that they
: ought not to take much exercise.
If nothing has happened during an in
dividual's lifetime to affect normal
heart structure such a fancy s un
founded. Some form of exercise is ac
tually needed, as a rule
» Good heart action, insured by moder
ate exercise in the open air, as In walk
ing, means improved circulation, partic
~ ularly in the abdomen, where it tends
. to become sluggish In those no longer
. _young. ‘The circulation In the muscles
" is also aided, and this, with the im
. provement of appetitie, digestion and
assimilation, Increases vigor.
i Fairly brisk walking, in all kinds of
. weather, always keeping within the lim
~ Its of actual fatigue, preserves the
" slasticity of the chest walls and lungs,
. Insures an abundant supply of oxveen
~ wherewith waste products are burned
up, maintains the body heat at & proper
point, keeps the circulatory organs
healthy, increases exchanges bhetween
the blood and the tissues, stimulates the
pones of the extremities in the marrow
of which much of our blood 18 manufac
%‘, increases ruu'.m! power of the
against disease, and stimulates the
n centers.
A reasonable amount of open-air ex
throughout on€s life ought 1o
@2‘ physically fit for anything un
after 60, This includes even
tary service We, of course, are
%fl:‘ proper attention to general
erate hi""fi“d diminighes blood
» Whice ue the
Wn?up of &o '”‘7l g;ox:r‘\l h"'hh'h
B;n't nu::sl:b to th-)-onmur,\- iite
p’ that wo?derfln carburetor, the
u heart, in good working order
walking in the open alr, dancing
N Qood either outdoors or where the
ng.u.nion In what it should be
ware the lure of the dressing gown,
n.m’.fl' the easy chalr, the warm
too good dinner, the narcosis
h!!" smoking and the wine when it
THESGEORGIAN S, MAGAZ NG PAGH ¢
manner any better than you do. But
you told me to put up with anything
from her so that she would stay until
afer you had finished that painting for
which she was posing. There is no
surer way of making her angry than to
try to ‘tone her down,’ as you express
it. She is positively irrepressible, and
to do the girl justice, I belleve it 18 not
freshness, bLut Ignorance and high
spirits.’”
I suppose no man likes to be put
in the wrong, and Dicky is a perfectly
normal man. 8o I was not surprised
when he took refuge in a shaft of {rony.
“Really, this lecture is extraordina
rily interesting. If there is any more
coming you ought to charge a fee.”
1 thanked my stars for Katy's en
trance at that moment with the ecoffee,
I could not have trusted my volce to
answer Dicky, and Katie’s presence of
'r‘oum solved the difficulty.
As she served the coffee and nuts [
decided to avert all other possibilitics
of disagreement before the evning.
‘ “I am afraid you will have to excuse
me now,’”” I sald quietly after hastily
drinking my eoffee. *I must get those
sandwiches out of the way as early as
possible. Can Ido anything for vou?
You might as well have a comfortabic
time with your papers before Katie has
to clear up the living rom.”
Happily, Dieky did not guess my real
reason for wishing to be rid of him. He
vawned contentedly. "
“Nothing to do for me, only to cut up
that cheese Kiatle bought last night
into small pieces, Then when you get
vour table fixed up, I'll come out and
put all the things for the rarebit on my
end of the table. I understand they
don’t rareblt in our most recherche cir
cles any more; the poor things have
degenerated ilnto being served on the
stage as typifying our middle class en
tertalnments, but I've never gotten over
| my liking for them, while Lil and Les
ter are perfect fiends. Marry rather
looks askance at them, isn't quite sure
he isn't being commonplace by indulg
ing, but he likes them just the same.”
He walked into the living room, andi
I turneq to Katle. \
“I'l help you clear the table, Katle,
and then you may bring me the sand
wich bread and all the things | asked
you to get last night. I'll make the
sandwiches right here. Bring me the
can-opener and a sharp knife, Then
you may do the dishes.”
The table was soon spread with the
things. 1 had opened two or three of
|{the cans and put the contents into
dishes when I heard the door bell ring
‘M('ky went to the door, and | heard
Lilllan Gale's high voice and her hus
band's deeper tones.
I looked ut the cloek. It was only
half-past three in the afternoon, Surely
‘{they had not come to stay through the
evening at this time,
| Continued In Tomorrow's Sunday
American. g
) Scientific,
: Doctor-—As for your trouble with your
| hushand, madam, | may tell you it is
A sclentific fact that meat ocauses had
temper Mrs. Bloggs—Oh, yes, I've no
| tieed that It always does when it is
burned!
Good Night Stories
THE CROSS LITTLE GIRL WHO
L LOST HER SHADOW.
AMMA,” sald Dotty ong sun-
M shiny day, “what's that old
black thing that's always fol-
Jowing me when I'm playing out in the
yard ?"
~ “"Why, my dear,” laughed mamma,
"’it'l a little shadow-girl, trying to play
with you.”
~ But Dotty didn't like the little shad
owy thing that always lay on the side
walk or the grass at her feet as she
romped through the yard,
“1 wish she'd go away and play with
some one else!” exclaimed Dotty cross
ly. “She either stands right in front
of me so I can't walk, or tags ‘on'
every place ! go."
~ “That's because she loves vou better
than any one else,” laughed mamma,
trying to get her little girl into a good
ihumor,
“Well, if she does really and truly
love me, why does she mock every
time 1 do anything?™ erted Dotty, *1
wish she'd go away and never, never
come back. I don't like her,” and Dot
ty stamped her foot and the little
shadow girl stamped baock at her,
; Dotty began to cry and rubbed her
chubby fists into her eves, and, dear
‘me, the little shadow girl rubbed her
eves, ax well as shadow girls can rub
their shadow eyes, but she didn't cry
~at least, If she did Detty ecouldn't
hear her,
~ "Go around to the front door!" ex.
claimed Dotty, and she ran around the
house, the little shadow girl first back
of her, then at her side. But Dotty ran
s 0 fast she slammed the front door be
fore the lttle shadow girl got her foot
on the step, and of course, ghe disap
pearad,” much to Dotty's delight,
Mamma laughed and called Dotty in.
to the house, but as she started for the
‘nom the little shadow girl started out
right in front of her, Detty tried to
step on the shadow girl’'s toes, but
the shadow girl was careful enough to
lrun Just & wee bit too far in front of
Dotty, gnd the faster Dotty ran the
faster the little shadow girl went. This
made Dotty very angry and she stamp
ed her foot again and again, while
the shadow girl mocked her.
“I'm not going to play with you,"
oried Dotty crossly, '“so get out of my
way! I'm moing into the house and
mamma doesn’t want you in there”
Ehe tried to run around the little shad
ow girl, but the little shadow girl
wouldn't let her.
“Well, if you won't let me by, I'll just
o around to the front door!" exclaim
ed Dotty, and she ran around the house,
the little shadow girl first back of her,
then at her side. But Dotty ran so fast
#he slammed the front door before the
little shadow girl got her foot on the
‘IM, and of course, she disappeared,
imuch o Dotty's delight,
That afterncon and for three long
Seats of the Haughty, a Complete Fiction Story, Wil Be Found in Next Sunday's American.
““In the Spring a Young Man’s Fancy”’
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?*h.ulnw girl She was very, very lone
somae Even a little shadow girl who
mocks evervthing vou do is better than
no playmate at all, and at the end of
the third day Dotty took her troubles
to mamma
“Won't she ever come back?' she
asked, “I'm sorry 1 was cross and
Luxl\‘ with her."
Then mamma laughed and told her
little girl jJust what the little shadow
girl was
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self that falls on the ground in front
of you when your back's to the sun
and behind you when you're facing the
sun sald mamma. “She's your little
shadow self and can only do the thing
she sees you doing. She'll ba back to
morrow f the sun shines But let this
be a lesson tao vou, dear If you would
have friends, even shadow friends, you
must treat t m kindly and never be
eross with them
“Well, if she ever comes back again,”
laughed Dotty, “I'll be good to her, For
a shadow girl Is better to play with
than no one at all
The next morning the sun was shin
ing brightly, and the first thing Dotty
did was to run out Inte the vard to
greet her little shadow girl friend
ONE IN A CROWD.
Theaphilus and Clarissa had quarreied
bitterly and for & month not a word
passed between them 'hen the giri
wrets Kindly return my phetograpit |
gAave it 1o you In A& moment of giriish fol
Y. and now regret that 1 was se thought.
less In such matters she imagined that
to part with her photegrag would be' s
that th OUNN MR We I repen
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rogret t rel tat & L % 1
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However, | send you nmy antire « ection
and would request that you o K out your
own and return the rest to me by parcel
post A&t iy expense
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iOld Granny’ |
By Dr. Wm. A McKeever.
One of the Nation's Best Known So
ciological Writers,
HILDLESS married couples are
always ‘n danger of becoming
old grannies, 1 often find them
taking life too easy. Things about
their place are too fixed and un
changeable, reminding one of fine pic
tures or wax figures, The household
is always spic and span and to them a
speck of dust or a stray raveling is
“Just horrible.” They sometimes
groom themselves and their things so
much that ft hurts you to observe
their misery when things are out of
order
80, I say that such people are in
danger of becoming “old grannies'
They have not enough to love outside
themselves, and not enough to sacri
fice for. When 1 call at their place |
always wish a bunch of little tots
might come trooping in and scratch
their furnituge and scatter things
about their ‘()ur, |
What an ugly place a home Is with
no children in it. How barren and
hollow its echoes. [ peep in and
out from one apartment to another,]
half expecting to hear a waking in
fant break into a ery or to see a hap.
py 2-year-old rush forward with out.
stretched arms. Then if something of
this kKind does not happen 1 sometimes
feel that the place is haunted, filled
with ghosts of the boys and girls who
ought to be there, ‘
Have you seen the proud face of a
mother watching her 16-year-old
groon ~himself long and ecarefully for
the parts? Have you seen a happy
father teasing his 12-year-old and
toyving with her streaming locks while
she was making a big pan of fudge
over the Kitchen fire? |
Have you seen these two plaving
bed-time hide-and-seek with their
3-year-old and b.year-old? Have you
seea & S.weeks infapt cuddling up
close to its mother's hreast and nurs
ing g way off into qulet baby
dreamland”?
“Well, what of it?" you ask, .\'ow.‘
all this ought to take the “old gran
ny" out of your system and make
your heart ache for some children ‘to
come and live in your home. Why
not get a baby and have it for your
very own” If one should not come to
you, then buy one, borrow one or beg
one, The country is full of homeless
babies that would exactly fit into
your babyless nome. Bring these two
afMinitles together.
Children not only keep the house
hold young, they keep the world
yvoung Without them life would soon
become a stale fixed routine, and we
would all fall into a set of “old gran
ny" habits of thinking and believing.
Hut thank goodness for the chil
dren to come in and serateh the fur.
niture, to throw things about the
floor, to yell and shake up our stiff
ening nerves, to jerk us out of the
stale ruts, to keep us from all becom-
Ing “old grannles.”
PRING, the dryad, has burst through the rough bark of the for-
S est-tree—deep In the wood-lands—pulled the green and brown
moss from her pink body, flicking her finger-tips daintily,
wreathed herself in the cherry-blow pink and yaung-grass green
that spreads in fragile chiffon up hill and down dale, wound her hair
and wrists and ankles in tiny sweet floweis'of watehet-blue, gath
ered her arms full, and stepped out! Her eyes are sUll weiled with
the mist of sleep——dewy, sky-blue, star-bright. ek
Her body is slim as a pussy-willow w':i’nd*and her feet as pale
as daisics. And the unrest she's steeped the world in the minute
she's out! Love—of course. Who doesn't know that? So that the
man who sees her rosy shadow and remembers he hasn't a girl
knows exquisite pain! Just to one side of his breast-bone. So that
the man who is far away from his, because of the value there is in
money and the job that gets it for him, far, where he can not
touch her hand and feel her fingers curl over his like the closing
petals of a flower, where he can not touch his lips to her hair, play
and laugh with her and provoke her darling laughter back to him;
where he can not hear the delicious, foolish things he smiles at and
would not have her forget to tell him: “You are sweet—and Ido love
you!"—far--far-—and it SPRING-TIME-—dies of longing from dawn
to dark a thousand times each duy. She gives you fishing-fever,
too—and in your delirium you see a phantasma of black, still, icy,
mountain water, its surface ringed with silver and broken with dia
monds, gemmed circlet on gemmed circlet, where the trout rise; and
you babble of whether “they like yellow or brown,” and of ‘“a
beauty-—hurry up!” and inches and pounds and “wet and dry flies,”
and game ones! . .
If you aré a smaller, poorer edition of the fisherman you will rave
off a pier-end and the port-hole-eyed flounder in the muddy river
water. She gives vou house-cleaning fever, where the “rugsg gotta
come up!” and the family goes to bed night after night in what looks
like an interior caught in the war-zone; run-away fever—the worst
of all, I reckon, and the man ducks his duty, the girl reads “Aucas
sin and Nicolette,” and takes to the woods with her dog; the mother
goes to a movie when she ought to finish her ironing, the small boy
vields to the drowsy, siren song of the yellow and black lover-bee
at the school-room window and "hookies,” the girl who talked sensi
bly about “we must wait, dear, until you make more money and not
be foolish,” suddenly says “yes” to the man she loves, and they turn
the corner to the Little Church and don't care at all about sense;
that run-away fever is the worst-—and one other—that May-time
spreads. The one other is poetry-—the irresistible, the terrible, the
enheanting, the averpowering, the intriguing urge to rhyme about
spring! ;
“In the spring a young man's fancy”--turns to making verse
on spring. There is a small boy-—-we-e-11, not #fo small, for he
knows a lot more about the world than you or I do~stars and fishes
and tidex and the moon, fossils and tlowers and finance and where
you can buy butter the cheapest, and “they're the most honest!” And
he has long legs and is beginning to try to make his hair lie back
“slick" off a sghore-line of lilyswhite forehead--like an aviator, and
he watches the robing and the orfoles, and sniffs the sweet-fragrance
of the white lilae, and kneels on the brown earth planting his own
particular garden, with his tongue tucked in his cheek--radishes,
romaine, beans that climb like “Jack’s bean-stalk” did, almost to
heaven and lhrougl-—and popples and pansies—a garden for tummies
and hearts—and he thinks a great many things that I like to hear
about, and loves a great many things that are good for a small boy
to love. Some folks say he's goin' to be a lawyer; do lawyers plant
po&plu and punsies with their vegetables when they are little boys?
1 not know,
But he's seen the dryad spring-—been wutching for her with his
little brother's crossed enchanted glances with her, and felt the urge
to rival Shukespeare. And across my lawn, treading the green flood
with bare, white feet, out of their jackets as soon as the white buds
are, he came and brought me this:
. “Spring!
: Oh, in May,
When all things are gay.
Oh, in the spring,
}hm all the birds are on the wing,
hen all the birds are making their nests—
That is the time of the year that's best.”
--NELL BRINKLEY,
Feels the Urge By NEEL BRINKLEY
to Poetry ] (Copyright IZIC!:‘:y Ir;tr-rr)latiomu Feature
War’s Effecton Women
BEATRICE FAIRFAX ON ANTI-SUFFRAGE
By Beatrice Fairfax. |
HE war will make ten million
women among the Allied nations
celibates, according to the ealcu
lations of statisticians, And while sta
tistics are always being attacked on the
grounds of their unreliability, they may
at least be regarded as straws show
ing which way the wind blows. !
Perhaps ten million may be an ex
treme figure, but there is no denying
that the hopes of millions of girls, as
far as the big experiences of life—love
and motherhood—are concerned, lie bu
ried in No Man's Land. ;
Sheer overbalance of numbers must
cause millions of women to reverse their
normal impulses toward home-making
and motherhood, and turn their ener
gies in the direction of the industrial
or professional world. The war, about
which they were not consulted, has
completely changed their position in the
scheme of things; in the United States
alone, approximately twelve million
women work for their living. And the
Bureau of Labor has urged them io
keep their jobs, proving beyond the
powers of rhetoric that they have made
good.
In the next presidential election 12,-
500,000 women, representing 27 States,
will be entitled to cast their votes for
President, while the Influence of women
in the party conventions may well be
the determining factor in the cnoice of
party candidates,
Yet In the tace of these flgures we
have earnest antisuffrage ladies and
rmleman frantically playing cards and
rinking tea for the benefit of “The As
sociation Un{:‘ond to Woman Suffrage.”
Alack and alas! Think of the waste of
energy, not to mention the waste of
tea! Fow tidal wave after tidal ware
of the ‘cup that cheers and mountain
range after mountain range of cards
can not prevail against the influence of
women i the next election, or in the
world, for that matter.
And speaking of antisuffrage socleties
brlnf to mind other “lost cause’ wsso
clations, In England there still exists
“The White Rose League,” the objeet
of which is to restore the Stuart dy
"“'f in England, And up to the be
ginning of the war at least members of
the league were in the habit of heaping
white roses at the base of the Charles
I, statue near w'pmhm
In republican France today there are
saveral Ro"nmu' socletien, one of which
lup%om the Bonaparte claims, the oth
g“t e nog:hon and a third those of the
ke of Orleans,
Professional “Weak Women,"
So we may expect quite a bit of tea
drinking .nJ' card iluymg on the part
ol professional “weak women,” who, de.
clnm{ to do thelr own thinking, ob
gq;t“ 0 other women exercising that
ut there is no woman earning her
own Hwn% who can afford to let some
one else think for her these days. She
owes it to herself to know all about
what is known as “the woman ques
tion.” It has to do with her m?' envel
oflno. her hours of work, her holidavs and
the manitary condition under which her
work 18 done. Such Important questions
A 8 the minimum wage, child labor, the
Increased cost of 'llvln . old age pen
slons and teachers lmjequnu salaries,
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women. .1“".’!“ A
There is absolutely no exouse f¢ r any
self-supporting woman beir fi% n
formed on these subjects, "’“»: %
not marry, and it is highly probablesds .
considering the overbalance of the sexes
due to war that she may not marry—
her whole future happiness, peace and
prosperity are bound up in the woman.
question. This is certainly no .
tarm out your thinking. . . =
All the ant ts 1 have kn 4
have been rich ‘women—lndies enfs
ease as the result of some one :
labor. 1 have heard of such
as self-supporting women who are ant|
suffragists, but 1 am free to confess
have never met one. 1 have known =
wige earners to plead ignorance of “the
cause,” or, in a few instances, to claim
they were not vitally Interested, but I
have never known, personally, any
working woman actually opposed to suf
frage. ™
! Opposed to Freedom.
And if some of them do happen to
be opened to suffrage it would not
mean any more than did the petition of
ten thousand negro slaves signed dur
ing the Civil War and vleading that
freedom be withheld trom them. Or 3’
Y!flmon of Kast Indian women to
ritish Government begging that Suttee
be not abolighed,
The war with the consequent sweep
ing changes it has made in th:cro‘mon
of women, forces every conselentious
woman to think serjously of her position
in the world today, and ary woman too
indolent to think these davs is a dis
tinet menace to the country. Respon
sibilities are piling up at 'hor#or. re
uroualhumn that she can longer
shift to some one else's shoulders,
And if the war has really taken some
of the poor, spineless, purposeless, am
bitionless female, molluses and whalken
them into a m-mfhanrr of energetic, offi
cient womanhood it will have done
nmm-lhlv-nf. at _least, to atone for its
world-wide lnffm‘inT
One of the most vital questions to beb.
considered is that of child labor, the
talnted money we acquire through ex
‘slolmum these little ones will be trebe
y expended later in fostering the
wreck of them to survive in Insane
asylums, homes for the feeble-minded
and tubercular. And what about the
lhflg’d salaries we have been paying
tenchers? We entrust the care of fu
ture citizens to these women, demand
much of them In the way of culture
and then deny them a living wage”
What about the increased cost of
Hving, and the \'nnlnhlnwg power of the
once almighty dollar? What about food
lost by lack of railroads? Do you know
that hundreds of tons of vegetables
rot on the ground within ten miles of
the nation's capital because the roads
are %o bad they can not be hauled
with profit”? .
It has been sald of us that our chief
vice ag a sex In mental (ndolence, we
adore mental ease, and it requires
heroie efforts to make a woman read
anything In a newspaper but the sO
- news and the death column. If
this be true, please let us mend out
ways, and take normal interest in mg 4
questions of the dav, The Turkish
waomen have discarded thelr veils, and
are studying politics according to the
lntest from Constantinople. M&;fi:““
least keep pace with the lady .