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THE BEE: OMAHA, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 4. 1912. 11 ee'o (np Mag a z. i re f) a g e h i t SILK HAT HARRY'S DIVORCE SUIT They Di?Llh Judse Meant Drawn for The Bee by Tad someone wwre t oernni to AUUWC THAW IU BAD COMMMV lOOT KWOW- STtCJOW- Arfl.OU'-'O1 TrfE MOUie AT MI6-HT i-l STETVJ'O TO SMA.U- TIME CHATTE1 AOOUt .CWTHeS SALE OF 0 ETC T 6-0 MT- 'U. MAVuTTO CAU. tl 'A 'J. f KCU-O- S THAT WOU HAfcftV- Ay I COM6" OVER. TD THE HOOiE VrJOrvTT VQcU I&tE I'M AV tOWfciOMb AS A - MO-HO - TUPG I CAluT- mM me mow- vt'iie" A IV7 PfcfcW (tMJ(H4r cptAg oj ovea: i i ii v. v cdac om over. -r v i jffJS jrSF wKtDiTCP viTt wmc kcw ntwi" i" 1 1 1 1 "' I II A U A. A ftj W "i . II - - - I ' 1 . -: ELL-that 5 ids- "WCVOO' ''M 0M NAV WAV OH!! TUOr kind " -A Married Life the Third Year I The Voyage Home from EnglandThey Quarrel Over a Ventilator. - Bj MABEL HERBERT URNER. -9 Ileitis "Beginnlpg to feel pietty ahakyV" asked Warren, as a still larger wv threw a spray almost to the edge of their steamer chairs. "A little," ; ad mitted Helen, "but didn't the purser smoother when we got to the gulf stream?" . "Well, we're not there yet, and we may get it rough all the way." "But,." dear, we didn't have any thing like thU coming over!" "We took it more loutherly course; besides, 'going east Is always a better trip." He rose from "his chair. stamped his feet to shake down his trousers, and stood there for a 'moment, bis hands tn his pockets." " ' ' " ' ' "Don't "feel like any luncheon?" Heleh shook her'head. "Oh.'l couldn't sat anything." "All right, guess you're Just as well off without It." N He took couple of turns around the Seek, and then .went down to lunoheon, while Helen lay there battling with waves of seasickness. It was t'ae first time that she had felt the least ill. The trip over had been Ideally smooth. But this return voyage had begun rough, and now the third day found them in an angry, lurch ing sea. So far, Helen had kept on deck, al though most of the other women had given up and taken refuge in their state . rooms. ' i , ' -' r When Warren came un tmm hin.. waves were Dreawng suil farther over the deck,1 sending the spray almost Into theli- faces.- : v ui 1, ,-, "y nere, .its getting too wet.".- ....... . . . , He called the deck steward and had their-' chairs moved to the other side, where the deck was sheltered by a high canvas railing. ; Helen stood St for about an hour longer, -then as the roll of the ship grew more sickening, she finally had to give up. "Dear, I'm going down to the state room-.v. Perhaps If I- loosen tny clothes and lie down a while I'll feel better." Warren put down his book. "All right Guess It's getting a bit rough for you. Want me to bring this pillow?" He helped her down to the stateroom. Helen had hoped he would come in, but he threw in th rug and pillow and left her with a brief, "Try to get a nap, you'll feel all right by dinner." The room seemed, close and the mo tion of the ship worse, than on. deck, There is nothing so depressing as sea sickness, and as Helen lay there listen ing to the throbbing machinery and lash ing waves, her eyes riled with tears of sheer despondency. But the swaying motion soon rocked her into an uneasy sleep.. , .... "How arr you now?" Warren ' was hanging , up his coat and steamer, cap. He had turned on th light, and Helen could see through the stateroom window that, It was already dark. "Had a good .nap?" She tried to rise, but a sudden lurch sent her back against the ?r.;ow. "Pretty heavy sea," as he shoved back 'the steamer trunk that had slid from under the berth. "Guess we're going to have a night of It" ' ; ,"Oh, dear, is It getting worse?" "Well, it's not getting any better. How dc you feel about dinner? Think you'd rather stay where you are?" "I'm afraid I'll have to. I'm so dlxsy." "All right; the stewardess will bring you . what you want There'll not ' be many down tonight Bee here, we can't have this window openr -, "Oh, Warren, don't shut that!" VWhjr notr ; -f' "Oh, lt'a so close In here, I couldn't eland It". "Well, this has got to be shut Can't have the waves coming In here and get ting everything soaked." "But they're not coming In now." "Ko, but they may any moment The wind's getting around this side" "But I'll watch It", pleadingly. - "Huh, the whole place would be flooded before you'd know It" And Warren with his knee of the couch began closing the window.' ' ;. ... "Oh, Warren, please don't! I'll be deathly sick here without air." - "Now, for heaven's sake, don't get one of your unreasonable fits. I told you the wind was shifting to this side, and the window has to be closed. It Isn't the air you want half as much as your own way. Now, If you're going to begin that," , as be saw Helen was on the verge of tears, "here's where I get out" He took some - cigars from his grip, thrust them into his vest pocket and slammed out of the stateroom. Sick and unstrung, she was now sob bing brokenly. The blood rushed to her head, increasing her dittslness and the feeling of suffocation. Helen had always said she could do without everything but air. ' This had often been a point of contention between her and Warren. Even In the coldest weather she wanted the bedroom windows "open wide at night. And sometimes, when he slammed them down, growling that It was top 'Infernally cold, she would sleep on the couch In the sitting room. And now as she lay there nervous, sick and dizsy, her Imagination made the rosm seem far more stlfllngi. than It really was. A flame of resentment and Indignation was burning: within her.. She glanced at the closed porthole.. - Then iehe- rang fon the steward.' .' .-j ." "Will you open that port-hole V when he came to the door. "Tou don't think the water will come in now, do you?" Weir. . not Just yet ma'am," as he loosened the ventilator. IThe fresh air blew gratefully against her face and she ley back drinking It In, fiercely resentful that Warren, knowing how much the air meant to her. had been so willing to deprive er of it now. It was steadily growing rougher. But however uncomfortable and sickening the motion' of a ship, it usually makes one sleepy, and Helen dozen agatn. It was aimose 18 o'clock before Warren came back. - "What's that window doing open?'' he demanded angrily. For a moment Helen, awakened so sud denly, was dazed.. Then she answered quietly. ... "I couldn't stand it Warren, It was too close in here. I had the steward open it" "Well, you'll have to stand It!" as he once more closed It. "We're not going to have everything ruined Just because you want your way." And scowling darkly, he cleared off some things from the upper berth, where be slept For several moments Helen lay quiet still, then Bhe raised herself oh the pillow. . .. - ., "Warren, If you're going to keep that ventilator closed all night, I'll have to ask the stewardess If I can't sleep In an- other stateroom." This was so unexpected and so unlike Helen that , for a moment Warren was disconcerted. Then he snarled: " , "Tou try anything like that and you 11 b good and sorry." . The bell was on the wall where Helen oould reach it from where she lay. With out a word she leaned over and rang it Wsrrea, who did not for a moment be lieve -she" would do such a thing, fairly glared at her. "Stewardess," said Helen when the woman cams to the door, "do ypu know if there're any vacant staterooms on thU corridor?" - "Tee, ma'am; there's nobody in 8 B." "Well, wilt you ask the purser If .1 can sleep there tonight? Mr. Curtis doesn't wish this window open, and I must have more sir. If there's any extra charge m gladly pay it" It was a most unusual request. The Stewardess glanced quickly at Warren's scowling face, and then btck at Helen's white, tremulous one. "I'll atk about it ma'am, ril let you know in Just a moment" ' ' " Bhe hurried out,, and . Helen shielded her eyes with her arm. She did nor wish to see Warren's face. Except for the noise of the ship and the waves, there was a ttnse silence. Not a word was spoken. . . . In a very few moments the stewardess came again to the door. "It's all right ma'am. Shall I help you In there now?" Helen nodded and reached for her dress. ; ing cats and bathrobe. Tt is. hard to maintain an aloof and dignified attitude in a place as small as s stateroom when three people are in It Yst this . Is - what Warren managed to do. He had lifted his suit ease up on the couch, and, standing with his back; toward them, was taking something out Not once did he turn around or speak The stewardess gathered up Helen's th'ngs and helped her out of the berth and Into the corridor. At the door Helen paused as though to speak, hut Warren's back was still toward her. And I B" Wi'aeww-V Iff U JM fi IT WAS A RIOTCCHJ1D THfi SCCHE AT TWC OtEV HOU&E. THE NMS WER pi5cuttiN0 Trte Love AND OFTHe VeJ3 SAVING DIFFCRCM? THINGS AI4.AT THC &WE TIMC FIPfAtLYTWC in WITH A MCsSWHOtfS AND BARK6D, -P MURDER yNOVLP THC CQftT HAMGER?" ' HOR AC E! J-T0MKfN$ HAS BETRAYED OS. I &NTLEMN BE SEATED T-KA-rTA-RA INteilLOCOTOft- WHY BONY O0 Co TO WORK. vou Hvf?r we&fp Offe-fe OftV TO W9JEK TO-MORROW MR- SCOTT I6E 4ot A ?Ot PNLOTMT fcCHOONAHS AC&O&S THE lHTER-GVTfR-XOWrt IN THE "BAY? .B0NE6-NO ?tJ.lOWff IN E COftHAM SALOON, I UNLOAD TWEM AeTER GETS DEM ACROSS YOU AND m IS DUD Re R NAN WAOfcTSM 5ITTIH W THE CORItWfc FOR t LOU MOVft AND NOT 3 0 ML WAD esI ANY PfLTJfY LPCKC WTO HIS GOP. WiST AS HE WAS ABOUT TO WEND 3 WCWfl WAY HOvewftD SOMS THiN$ HIT H Mm.LOOK- INS DOMH ME SA-W IT WAt A NOTE. OtVlCKLy C44EATES "PETE SLANTED fiTTHEPAtftCHMEHT AM CEAb," W LARRY DQV1P UtiVTUtMfWl WOULD THC "BASE BAWLT I HEARD DirafflTf I 01 l WHO . nhL.l . IT A to I MC fi I rvoiH 1 mac it "yzffyr H&jy 0' tJi feu&e m u stop mms . 12 z Exit Old-Fashioned Woman, Enter Selfish By ADA PATTERSON. Mrs. Rlda Johhson Toung, the author, Is famous for her types, particularly for her types of women. The law of cause and effect brought about the question, "What Is the most common type of woman?" Her answer, toppled tha an cient woman off her high pedestal and ignored the modern woman, with her clear-cut ideas and her courage in living up to them. . ' " ' "The most common type of woman that I know of Is the selfish woman." "Do you think women are more selfish than men?" . "Yes, In mater.'al matters. They are very selfish about their possessions. A man will give liberally of money and material things. When he is selfish it Is in a mental sense. He doesn't want his purposes thwarted nor his ambitions hampered. Women are cruelly selfish as to their .own belongings and what they want for belongings as selfish as the cat that fights when you want It to leave Its warm, soft corner."-, s - "Tou don't mean ! that the good, old fashioned, unselfish mother has ' van ished?" ' "You. unconsciously said so jrourself when you applied the term. ld-fash loned' to her. If she hasn't vanished, she appears to me to be In the minority. Most of the women I know are selfish. They are wasters of time, of talent of self. They spend the mornings, from half past eight to noon, in various treat, ments,' massage and baths and scalp rubs and face manipulations and manl. cures. They lunch with some of their own kind. In the afternoon they go from one shop to another to see the new models. They d:ne and go to the thea. ter. That is their day." "But these women are rich, and the average woman Isn't rich. The average man. you know, earns thirty dollars a week: His wife cannot be such Waster as you describe." ' "The wife of the clerk imitates the rich woman. Just as the rich woman, without position imitates the exclusive set. I know . of . nothing that can be done for them because they are satis fled. They like the life of the waster. "But some of them must be dissatis fied with such emptiness. Suppose you suggest a way out for them." "Their need Is intellectual Independ ence. They are as dependant upon thlr husbands for Ideas as for money. They might, take an Interest in other lives. They will get them out of themselves It they . really want to come. They can take soul excursions Into the big world by reading about Its problems and think of a way, even If it be a wrong way. i i ii . " ; ' MB8. RI0A JOHNSON TOUNG. ; to solve them. They might do settle ment work; though I am not an en thusiast about the results of such work. Charity work waits always to be done, of course. A good course of reading is a means out of this slothful oondltlon, but these women always manage to read the. late novels.. -And they have was only three or four doors up the corridor. "Now, Is that all, ma-am?" when the stewardess finally tucked Helen Into the lower berth. 'Is there anything I can get you?" ' , When she had gone, Helen lay alone In the darkened stateroom. Bhe was beside an open porthole, but she had never been more unhappy. - What would Warren do? It only he would relent and come to her. But she dared not hope for that Bhe had never dona so defiant a thing, and she knew his rage was at a white heat. ' What form would his anger take in the morning? How would he punish her? would it be by silence? Would he Ignore her the rest of the trip? , Dlxsy, seasick and unutterably wretched, Helen lay thensgaslng sleep lessly out into the black sea. Eight slow, mournful hells," and then from the bridge came the weird night hourly cry of "All's well!" , , It seemed like a mockery. She won. dered bitterly If it would ever be "All's well" with her superficial knowledge of a lot of tilings. I often wonder where they skim even the cream of current knowledge. Shal low and picked up as It Is the little they know Is an apparent armor against the charges of Ignorance. If they would take up a course of philosophy It would broaden their vision and give meaning to their lives." "It ' would take the place of flirts, tlons with which they while away the time. Flirtations by Idle women are very common, even though these women are married. They say that they must have an interest." . "But their children should furnish an interest. They don't have them. . These waste women I have described are child less. There are more and more childless women coming to our notice every year. Boon the woman with children will be the exception." Mrs. Toung herself turned Interviewer. "What do you think la the greatest lack In the year 1874, when I attended sci entific lectures at Harvard, a certain profvuor of physics once explained to us the nature of light I had a notebook and industriously wrote down the principal points of the address, hoping thereby to memorise what the professor said, in order, if pos sible, that some day I might be Just as wise as ha Bald the learned professor, "There Is no light without combustion.; Tbe'ra is no combustion without oxygen! The sun, therefore, Is a molten mass of fire sur sounded by oxygen. When tht oxygen U consumed the light will go out. and that will be Judgment Day. Bvry form of life will then disappear from the face of the world, and the earth will be like the moon, an extinct planet1" The oxy gen has not been all consumed up to this writing. ? - U is not very long after I heard that lecture on light that a man at Menlo Park, N. J., succeeded in sending a ourrent of. electricity through a vacuum. In this vacuum was a small filament, and the current when turned on, pro duced a soft, mellow light that illumined the room. Edison had succeeded . In producing light without oxygen. Of course, if Edison had enjoyed the ame educational advantages that I had had. he would not have tried his fool ex. perlment, because he would have known beforehand that there can be no light without oxygen. Thirty years and more have passed since tht Incandescent light was first ex hibited as a curiosity, and we da not know anything more, praotlcally, about what electricity Is than we did then, ' "What is electricity?" once asked a professor of his class. Several hands were held up. "Well, Mr. Brown, you can tell us what elec trlcity Is." Mr. Brown hesitated and then explained. "I knew once, hut Just at this moment I have forgotten." "What a pity that the only man In the world who ever knew what electricity Is should have forgotten," mused the pro fessor. Electricity Is not a fluid. A fluid Is one of ths three forms of matter, the other Br ELBERT HUBBARD. two being a gas and a solid., All mattet can be subjected t these forms at will under the right conditions. We ' sometimes talk about electrto power. ' We see the trolley car flylner through the country, and we say It is runi by electricity. But this is ths language of colloquialism, not of science. The electricity is only a means of transporting power. Whenever you ee a trolley ear moving along so smoothly over the rails, just re member that somewhere there is a steam engine burning up ooal or a water power that is falling, without eeaslng. If that water power should be diverted or the, steam engine run down, the trolley would come to a standstill. ' . ' ' We say that electricity Is everywhere In the atmosphere, but this la an assump tion that passes for knowledge, since no one can refute you, , Electricity has never been placed under! the mlcrosoope. It has not been weighed tn the scales. Chemical tests fall to find It. ; " A wire that Is charged with electricity looks, feels, smells exactly like a wire that 1s not charged. Franklin caught It on a key, bat did not succeed In his endeavor to bottle it All he caught was a cold. We say "that1 electricity travels. But this, too, is only a figure of speech, and a variation of the good old bromide that' "all we see is Its manifestation." ;: ' Yet we manipulate this particular me dium of energy whloh we call electricity.' We know some of the things we oaa do With It, and we know a few of the things we cannot do with It Egypt, Assyria, Greece, ' Rome great civilisations all-went ' down ' to dusty death knowing nothing of electricity. The ' whole science of electricity hasi j- Been ftorn, practically, within nun own time, and no man can say what the final achievement of the electrician will he, Etectriolty Is a phenomenon, Just as the spirit that animates a man Is a phenom enon. . ' Electricity Is a form of attraction and repulsion; of give and take; of absorption and dissipation. ; " Electricity seems to fill the connecting): sone between spirit and , matters-Copy H right, 1W2, International News Serviced i: i ".V -t ' '' 'I'..,' fi Little Bobbie's Pa My husband Is always so sln-ickal, sed Missus White to Ma ft Pa ft me last nite, wen we was out for a ride to se the Coney Island Mardy-graw. - He knows Mister Robins ft the rest of them nice fellers that keeps them amusement plaoes, but he dosent want to go to Coney bekaus he says that he dosent like crowds Sc that thare will be a lot of crowds during Coney's last big week. I wish he cud be moar like yure husband, Missus White sed to Ma. I can tell from the look of yure husband's squars chin ft square sholders that he Isent afrade of crowds. Then Pa beegan to maik his chin ft his sholders look squarer ft his chest look rounder, like a ball-oon. You are rite, Missus White, you are rite. Pa sed. I do not feer crowds and I do not feer anything, for the matter of that. Long years of facing perils has made me a stranger to feer In every form, Pa sed Isent that sweet? sed Missus White to Ma. I should think you wud be so proud of yure noable husband. How grand it By WILLIAM F. KIRK. J& ..4, of the average woman?" "Btt reliance, as you say." , V r "And after that?" "I should say her helplessness in mat ters that involve the affections. She has no safeguard against suffering caused by misplaced love." "But women don't suffer any more through the affections than men do. I am quite sure of this. And the average woman as I see her, the one I have de scribed, hasn't any affections to waste. Her interest and affections are centered in 'models.' " , Mr. Johnson made a wry little face and gathered up her fur wraps for de parture from the room where we had met for chat "What the average woman, the soft, cat kind of woman needs . is trouble. That Is a aoul developer. And to lose her money. If these don't make of her a worthy woman, the sort you and I hold as Ideals, nothing will, unless"-she smiled as she took a time table from her gold meshed purse "living in the country doe. Being my own gardener : has wrought wonders tor me." , If- : must be to think you are wed to a ma ijA whose hart is a hart of steel, Mlssus'V White sed My husband, on the other1 hand, she told Ma, Is the tips of a maaj who does snarling snuff at hoam, buti-:'y) who wud run from a man that la biM:; ger than he is. i'll .bet yure' husband ' ' wud never run from a bigger man, said) i Misses White.- 1'?" I shud say he wuddent wud he, Bobble,"" sed Ma to me. Ma was winking at m ft grinning so the others cuddent see ltf ' But he has often ran from a smalle';" man, hasent he, Bobble, .. , .; "me, mu uo you, mean? sea .. Pa. ., I hoap you doant want our friend .- f to think that I know what feer Is? Big or smalt, short or tall, sed Pa, bring on , yure men and X will slam them crowdstl rita anil taft Jest then we nt tn rnnav a. oft' we bad got off the car Pa kep talking '-'-to Missus White about how he feered no living man. He was telling Missus White how he had been In Patagonia ft' . Uru-guay ft Para'-guay ft In the South' '1, Sea Islands ft all the far places of thh 'l earth, ft Ma ft me was walking beenlnd ,j listening and lafflng. . He is a grand old bluffer, lsnet heiv,' Bobble? sed Ma to me. Jest think how- afrade Missus White's husband wud be of him if he cud chanst to cum along) 4 father walking with- hit wife. i. aoant know, motner, I. sed. sum- times I think that father wud be sj( xvr pritty dangerous man In a scrap, aftef" alt. I was reading in a hook rote by at grate poeter, I toald Ma, that lota of men-"? which talked loud ft hard fought louder!'1 and harder, I sed. . ' r. Fj'il. Jest then thare was three men caJia ,stf up and pushed Pa ft Missus White otj X the sldewalk Into the street wlch is a, ... very wrong thing to do. Pa went afterf- ; them three men ft befoar I cud 'glti -X thare to help turn thare wasent any useJ . r Pa had beaten all of them up- at sesyt, m iaw prvnioiuon party is going mw ... in. v -i .. -tJsn ; Fine, fine, you darling boy, you are t'-V hero and you won, sed Ma. iv, I suppose so, sed Pa. Anybody aa hi'." a hero after he has wont ,5'fe