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f What Men Think JI1 1 jf A Talk With the Unsuccessful J
Winifred Black, In her Interesting arti
cle on "The Beauty Crase," printed re
cently In The Bee, atika with her char
acteristic directness and sincerity.
"What tha American man thinks of all
"Do the men
really demand this
sort of thins?" aha
says referring, of
course, to the
that some women
make to be beauti
ful. It Is respectfully
submitted that In
general men do not
demand or appre
ciate the excesses
In feminine clothe
and cosmetics that
Winifred Black de
scribes. Some men
do, but they are not
the kind of men
that Miss Black would consult. They
match the women she criticises.
These men and women are in hot pur
suit of fine things. But they do not
know what fine things ere. They are
under the illusion that fineness Is the op
posite of efficiency, and that eleganco is
achieved by dead-ret to be useless or to
seem to be.
' Thla way of thinking Is very old. It
has been fortified by false philosophers
and false religions, by all the Inveterate
laws of caste and privilege, by senti
mental literatures, by the durillng futil
ities of finance, by the temperamental
artists, and pretty nearly the whole rare
of haberdashers and hairdressers since
the bewildered world began.
"The beauty craze" of which Winifred
Black writes so eloquently, so persua
sively, with such healing wisdom, Is a
great thing pone wrong. Jt Is the morbid
and distempered aspect of the greatest
thing In the human world to wit, the
passion for perfection. '
What do sensible men think of the
painted women? They think of them
with pity and sorrow, and with contri
tion for their own ancestral sins that
made the painted women possible.
But do such men think lightly of thai
posslonate striving after beauty even
at cost of ease and with high sacrifice
which Is the special glory and travail of
true womankind? Most assuredly not.
The struggle after beaut?- of shop
girls, housewives- of narrow means,- the
myralds of frail burden bearers at the
base of our crushing eoonomlo system
Is the age's grail-quest and martyrdom.
Nothing In really more fine than the
way some women, in mean streets, make
fine art out of their ooarse conditions and
translate Into elegance all the difficult
processes of housekeeping and child
rearing, and the grim necessities of
board and clothes.
Why begrudge their ribbons and dimity
These are their" decorations of royalty,
and their ribbons of the legion of honor.
By MILES OVERHOLT.
"Curiosity, It Is said, once killed a
cat," said Piute Pete, as he thoughtfully
took a handful of matches from the
whatnot. "If that be true, I snow where
a man who has a few bales of curiosity
cn hand can make some money.
"Last night at my flat the midnight
air was split In . twain and. busted up
the back in nine places under my window
by a herd of cats that was holding a sort
of campmeetlng and auction sale com
bined and I couldn't sleep.
"80 I threw the pitcher and the wash
bowl and some photographs and my shoe
at the felines; but It failed to break up
the session to any extent. The cats
merely climbed up on the roof and con
tinued to transact business In the regular
"Then I got up and ran against a rock
ing cbalr and fell Into the fireplace,
'driving one Of my best toes Into the
wall so far I had to draw myself loose
with a porous plaster, and knocking the
varnish off my nose. Then I threw my
trousers and an empty whisky bottle that
the Janitor had left In the room by mis
take at the cats, and broke a window out
of nn adjoining rrvom. I then stood on
a Vollar button, which up to that time
had been lost, and thought it over.
, "I decided to climb out of the window
and kick the cats off the roof.
"When I reached the roof all the cats
had disappeared but one. Tt remained
perfectly still while I tiptoed tip to It,
holding onto the roof with one hand (me.
I mean) and driving shingle nails Into
the roof head first with my bare feet.
That was about the barest fent I ever
"When I got close enough to the cat
I drew back my right foot and kinked
with the condensed strength and eager
ness of hours of suffering
"There was a crash as my foot struck
the corner of the roof, which had In
the darkness resembled a cat.
"The doctor says he will be able to
save my foot, owing to Its great con
stitution and strength; but the car
penter says the roof must have suffered
the wrath of an earthquake.
."These are a few reason why I .can
use some curiosity, the stronger the better."
f How To Be Beautiful 1
By MARGARET 1IUBRRI A YER.
Last summer I went abroad to "do"
the various beauty establishments In
London, Paris and Berlin. It was. an In
teresting pilgrimage and proved con
clusively that Lincoln was wrong when
' he said that you couldn't fool all the
' people all the time.
It'a being done daily at tremendous
profit to the doer and much expense to
the person done.
One of my first errands took me to an
exclusive beauty shop In Bond street,
which has an old and established reputa
tion and which was one of the first places
In London to open a manicuring depart
ment. "Of course they will have romething
quite new In the line of fingernail polish
ing," thinks I to myself, so I put my
'. hands In with those of an exceptionally
pretty manicure and told her to do her
beat and newest.
She looked mi in the eye while she
whittled my nails, and told me all the
gossip she had Leard. She liked Ameri
cans. She had Just finished polishing the
hands of our moat celebrated financier.
"You'd never believe that he was so
rich. Why he looks that shabby, with a
waistcoat spotted with grease I'd say he
" was only two-pound-a-week man, but
they tell me he own the At'.antlc ocean.
Vou'd think he'd 'ave better clothes."
In her sweet English voice she chatted
on. I listened to her, quite fascinated,
and tried not to scream when she Inad
vertently cut me. The light was very
bad, but she said she didn't need a good
light to do nails by.
"I'm so accustomed to them," she prat
tled on merrily.
She thought the queen foolish not to do
her hair In a modern may and wouldn't
Mry a bottle of the wonderful new liquid
soap every one was using It.
She has Just washed the hands of
American's richest millionaire with It. I
bought a small bottle, paying exactly 100
timea what it waa worth, for It proved to
be tincture of green soap perfumed with
lemon verbena. The salves and polishes
she used were old friends of mine, put up
in new boxes. Fhe helped me on with my
gloves and bowed me out of the shop
It had really been too dark to see them
before. I had no nails left to speak of,
but the roots were a brilliant red. The
pretty lady had carved and cut reck
Itssly while ahe hypnotised me with her
flightly conversation. And I had paid her
for It. though I know better. The ex
perience with the manicure waa one of
many that I had before I reached the
conclusion that Europe no longer leads
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By EMiA WHU.
However yovi mny has striven for suc
cess and fulled to achieve It. and how
ever woTthy of better' fortune you be
lleve yourself, do not waste your re
maining vitality In bitter meditations en
tho Injustice of fiUe
U , v
111 bestowInK Ha
favors ' upon ' the
No one ever
climbed to success
by denunciation of
thodo above' him.
An ambit loua
young actress who
hud never obtained
than n mnld's pnrt
in a plity, despite
her Kssc9Slon of
beauty, voloe and
of personality, ut
and discussed the
stupidity of the
public and the degeneracy of good taste
as exhibited In the vogue of certain
theatrical favorites of the day. '
tell me frequently how very bad Is tha
literature -accepted by the mag a tines, and
how very good la their own rejected ma
They raJl at editors, publisher and peo4
Pie. '. N
The same counsel applUa to aJt asplr
ants In any Una of art or, Indeed, la anfl
vocation In' life. , '
Waste no breath or brain power upon
the demerits of the successful.
'What Is worthless will not long enduro.
Whatever la masquerading In false cob.
or will In time betray Itself In Its own
The pretender In the court of axt will
be exposed by Detective Time. Only real
Claap thla truth close to your heart and
be real yourself,
Observe the fictitious only to avoid Ita
Do not exhaust yourself running .about
and crying to the world that what It ap
plaud la not real. Rave your strength for,
showing them something better- to ap
plaud, Cease comparing yourself, even, men
By Gus Mager
Sherlocko the Monk
THE ADVENTURE OF THE MYSTERIOUS ROBBER
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TllK ACTRIV3 THOUGHT THE PUBLIC STUPID.
After she had hauled most of the theut-'
rlcul slurs from their flrmanteut of glory,
and shown Hint their glitter woe only
made of tinsel, I begged her to desist.
"You will never become1 a moon or a
sun," I said, "by giving your vitality to
such thoughts as these.
"Let the public applaud whom and wher.
It will. Let the calcium light fall where
It may; there Is some rauue for It all,;
conserve your forces for attracting the
success you believe you merit. Every bit
ter, resentful impultte Indulged in Is a
Htf-p away from your goal.
"!o not talk about the desire to lift
(ho ideals of the (Mibllo to a higher stan
dard of art until you have lifted your
own nilm! and heart to a higher standard
than acrimonious riitlt'lxm. C'eoso to con
cern j oiiif 'f v. lih tho poor nctinsc of
tnlly, to others for the purpose of their
disparagement. - ..
If you have real talent,' or real power,
in any line, and If you build up your na
ture to' be worthy of ' that end6wment,
and work along patiently toward your
aim, nothing and no one on earth can
hinder you from reaching it. .
This Is the work given yeu to do, not
the pulling down of others who' seem In
your estimation to have been exalted un
deservedly. Attend to your own life, be worthy of.
success, and you will not need to argue
or compare in order to convince people
of your worthiness.
I hold It the duty of one. who is gifted
And royally dowered In all men's sight.
To know no rest till his life i lifted
Wholly up to Ills grout gifts' height.
Pip5! -. L , JUe
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In matters pertaining to what Is sen
tentlously called the "Art of Beauty."
Doth London and Paris can show us
many tricks In cosmetics and makeup for
everyday purposes, but In rational, sen
sible hygiene they are still far behind us.
They do not realise that perfect cleanli
ness la necessarily the foundation of a
good skin and that the ordinary American
is educated to that point where "faking"
is no longer tolerated.
Everywhere In London and Paris I met
with operators like the little manicure
who knew nothing about their business.
Here in America women spend inure money
than anywhere il.-.e In the world on their
looks, but they Insist on getting soms
value for It, and they are all sufficiently
up on the subject to be uMo to dlat'ilm.
inate. When they go Into a beauty shop
here they take thrlr common scums Kith
them, a tklng which vuu are nut expected
to da abruid.
TIIK UAIJ. OK TilH IINSUC'L'KMSKUL Al'TllOii
others and concentruto upon tho, de
termination to act well your own part
and to find your rlKhtful place upon
the stafce. ',
"Muko jourself over, mentally, before
you attempt to make over public taste."
Young authors, and those not so young,
Great gifts should be worn lli.v u nowi
And not like gems on a beggar's hand:
Anil the toil is constant and unremitting
That llfu up the Kits to the ckhvu m
(Copyright, 1911. by Ameriran-3oiii-na!-r:x
Ily ri:ucY HIIAW.
The country puya Its taxes,
And It cun t much to praise.
Till the fleet comes steaming, steaming
Where the shoiebound millions guie.
Then It's: "Hoe Die mttsts and guns.
Hay. but they're nifty ones;
We'll sweep the sens, Just how we please.
With ships like those, my sons."
Drub shapes sll snug at anchor.
Our ten million dollar bride.";
Do not need an inspiration.
And forgotten thrills be.iliies?
Wutch the flttKS hauled up and dawn,
See the wicked muKales frown.
Your blood will race, in maddened i hae.
From your shoe tops to your crown.
We all forget our taxes . '
In the hanclusp of our pride.
As we see the fleet go steaming
Where tho farthest billows ride.
Then It's: "Guess they know the way,
If It's war or If It's play;
Blnee we own 'em, now we've known them,
We're more chummy anyway."
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