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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 9, 1911)
S LIC HAT HARRY'S DIVORCE SUIT
( He Bwnc ccick- TXn.e A
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GOT HIS MIOHT 5CCE"W
To ll-oom cn tot nvrt.
"TO All iiiti o i liO
TO THE OAMtVl DOOff.
Married Life the Second Year
The Box of Candy Was Not Warren's Gift, but the Ele
vator Boy's Mistake.
y MADEL HEIWEHT UKXEIl.
"With eager flnirers Helen cut the Btrlng
nd tore off the wrappings from a largo
box of candy.
How dear of him!, lie had not for
gotten after all!
A layer of crys
tallized fruit was
n top. She lifted
out the pasteboard
tray and under
aeath was an at
of chocolates, tyh,
it was dear of
him! And what
big box surely
ttve pounds! It
must have born
t least four dol
1 a rs t h I s candy
was never less
than eighty cents!
Oh, he shouldn't
fcave spent so
much! But War
ran did nothing
half way. If he
rave her anything it was always some
thing worth while. And to-day was the
second anniversary of their engagement.
She had determined not to remind him,
and when ha left that morning without
the slightest reference to It she had gone
about her work with a heavy heart. Try
as he would, she could not keep back
the sickening sense of disappointment.
That he could aver forget this day! It
was just two years ago he had taken
her In his arms with a murmured, "We 11
always celebrate this day. It will be
a day apart from evory other because
f this!" i'
And he had not forgotten! This was
his remembrance. It was like him not
to speak of It In advance. He never
talked of things ha only did them.
And now, as was her nature when
given the least chance, she began to
uwtll on and exaggerate his every vir
tue and to mlnlmiza all his faults. Did
not this show he thought of many
things that she believed he had forgotten?
Perhaps very often in the same way bis
thoaghta were full of love nnd tenderness
of which ha gave no sign. Perhaps all
she bad felt was indifference, was only
a fack of demonstration!
Her heart went out to him In a wave
of tenderness. On, 'ihe would try to
understand better Jter this, she would
try not to be hurt at his seeming cold
ness, but to remember that deep in heart
he did love her only aha must not ex
pect him to show it, that was not bis
She started up she woull phone him!
Che could not wait until he came home
she must tell him now that the box
had come and how happy aha was, and
that ahe felt it had helped to make ber
understand him better than ever before.
Joyously she ran to the telephone
"Hello! I'd like to speak to Mr. Curtis,
Oh, then will you ask him to call
up Mrs. Curtis as oon as he comes in?"
She had hardly hung up the receiver
when the door bell rang. It was the ele
vator boy with a very worried look on his
usually stolid face.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but that package
tba other boy brought up a while ago
t..at don't belong to you. That's for
It Was Only
rN0W. YOU 5f
IF IT GOESTc
The (ee' jrnp yagazire
Misa Cuttings?" Helen gasped. "Why,
It was addressed to ine,"
No, ma'am, It weren't. It might have
been wrote badly, but It belongs to Miss
Cuttings. She gets a box like that every
few days. The other boy brought It u:
and he's new he didn't know."
Helen s cheeks were crimson as she
went over to tho waste basket and took
out the wrapping paper that had come
around toe box. The odd reus was hardly
more than a penciled scrawl.
uut it s -Airs. w. Curtis' don t you
see?" handing it to the boy.
"No, ma'am, it's 'Miss M. Cuttings'
that's her name."
With a sick weight at her heart Helen
realized the boy was right. Now that she
looked at It closely it was "Mis M. Cut
"But I ve opened tho box I've eaten
some of the candy. What shall I do?"
Just have to say It was opened by
mistake, I reckon."
Helen brought out the box.
"Oh, there ain't much gone," the boy's
voice expressed relief. "Just spread it
out a bit and tie it up and she'll never
kno' nothln'." ,
"Oh, but she'll know by the ribbon and
broken seal you'll have to tell her."
The boy looked sullenly obstinate.
"Then I'll have to take It up to her and
tell her myself I ought to anyway.
suppose I Bhould have looked at the ad
dress before I opened it."
res ma'am, you should," agreed the
boy, anxious to shift the blame.
tieien rewrappea the box in the paper
and followed the boy to tho elevator.
"What floor Is Miss Cuttings on?"
"Eighth floor, front, m'ara."
When she rang the bell at the door of
the eighth floor front she was not as
embarrassed or self-conscious as she
would have been had not the weight of
her own disappointment dulled her to
any other feeling.
The door was opened by an attractive
young woman In a dainty house gown.
"I I am Mrs. Curtis from the fifth
floor. They brought me this package of
yours it is addressed so carelessly that
It looked very much like 'Curtis' and I
opened It I'm very sorry."
Miss Cuttings laughed pleasantly. "You
need not be. I got on of your letters
the other day and Just noticed in time
or I would have had It open. Won't you
come in? If we're to get sach other's
letters and packages we ought to be a
"But you didn't let me finish," said
Helen as she entered. "You see it's
candy, and I .had taken some out before
"And you will take some mors now,"
laughed Mia Cuttings opening the box.
"Please do," as Helen drew back.
Miss Cuttings was very charming, and
had it not been for the disappointment
that tugged so heavy at her heart, Helen
would have been almost glad of the mis
take. And she seemed so radiantly happy.
There was something about her that
made one feel her yoyous Interest In Ufa.
It had been a long time since Helen
had met anyone who seemed to radiate
happiness as she did.
I'l'm glad you came up," she smiled.
I can never get used to New York
custom of not knowing one's next door
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JFTHEMOON IS CfieEJE
PiT IT OVER. It
ITS THREE. ANO TWO
MAN fo )t PNft Ntfrtvr
.srAMo uqv nov Soft -Mficw
neighbor. I'm from the south, you know,
and I've never been able to suppress my
social Instinct. You can imagine how
hard it has been to live here two years
without knowing a soul In the building!
Oh, I've been so fearfully lonely! But
I'm not going to be any longer," with a
happy laugh. "I'm to be married next
As Helen murmured her interest, the
'Pardon me, Just a moment," and Miss
Cuttings ran eagerly into the next room
to answer It.
"Hollo! Oh!" Joyously
"Oh dear' you know I would! Need
you ask that? But are you sure
you'll havo time? You know I never want
to take you from your work Then
at half past three? Yes, it came
Just now, the elevator boy mads a mis
take and took it to another apartment
The flowers came early this morning.
... Oh, dear, it's all so wonderful the
whole world seems wonderful now!
Yes Oh, you did? I suppose I'm
very, very foolish but I can't help It.
That's dear of you to -say that.
Yes, I know you understand that's
the most beautiful part you understand
everything! All right, then at 8:30.
I'll be all rtady Ooodby
While Miss Cuttings had been telephon
ing Helen had been gazing at a silver
framed photograph which stood con
spicuously beside a tall vare of flowers.
It was the photograph of a man, strong
and earnest, yet kindly. Instinctively
Helen knew that was the man and that
It was he who was 'phoning.
When a very few moments later Helen
returned to "her own apartment, she knew
that this sparkling happiness had only
emphasised her own disappointment. The
tugging weiKht at her heart seamed by
contrast heavier than before. How little
of Joy she had, and yet she knew she
was capable of all the radiant Joyousness
of the woman upstairs. It only needed
love Just a lltt'e love to bring It out.
And then her own phone rang! Bhs
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started-lf it should be Warren! What
would she say? What excusa could she
now give for having asked him to call
"Hello!" his voice was hurried and
curt. "You left word for me to call you
"Oh, yes, I did," desperately trying to
think of something. "1 I wanted to
ask you about that gray suit hadn't I
better send it to the tailor's?"
"Well, that's of thundering Importance,
Isn't it? Couldn't you wait 'till 1 came
home to ask that? Hereafter when you
call me up when you know I'm busy,
have some reason for doing It!"
And the click in tha phone told her ha
had hung up the receiver.
The Bugs of Fall
The Moving; Un(.
By Burton Braley.
The Moving Bug has little sense;
Ha moves around at large expense.
(Or "she," I mean; except for her
"He," doubtless, wouldn't even stir).
The Moving Bug gives up the flat
Saying, "I'm sick to death of that,"
And moves Into another. Then
When Fall returns (she. he) move again
From house to flat, and vice versa,
From bad to worse and worst to worsar
(Pronounce 'em, please, S0;,they will
I won't offend another tlmsfl'
The tables break, the mirrors smash,
The dishes tumble with a crash.
The new piano's scratched and cracked.
The sliver lost, the beds are racked,
And whjin at last the Job is done
The new home's like the other one.
The only winner Is the man
Who operates the moving van.
They ought to have a special "Jug"
Wherein to Jail the Moving Bug.
Hebrews In ItM 11. C. used a perfume
composed of "sweet spices, stacte, onycha
and galbanum," tempered together with
Copyright, 1911, by International News
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tAKfrCH DID lohen &iu n
holp woui Houses
UG rMJ THE ELEfttfrnTi .
The little woman with the laundry
blue and gangrenous green flowers on
her hat all scrambled up Into a Wilton
rug design got on the car carrying a dog.
It was one of those aristocratic, foolish
looking dogs that couldn't overtake, a
Welsh rabbit. " . v .'
"Oot a permit for that dawg?" asked
the conductor whan he cams around for
the woman's fare. "Haven't?". Thod
you'll have to get off the car."
"Well, I II not get off the car," retorted
"You can t stay on here with that dot
unless you've got a dog permit," insisted
Ths woman got up, dog under one arm,
as it to get off, But as she rose she re
peated; "I'll not get off. Bo therel"
tUIll, she walked to ths rear platform
as If In contradiction of her own asser
tion. Tha conductor was ready to signal
the motorman to stop.
But tha woman had declared sha wasn't
going to get off and sha Intended to keep
her word. She poised the dog carefully
In her palms, tossed him off Into tha
street, at ths same time bidding him
Then aha went back Into tha car and
dropped languidly into her seat with a
bored tilt to her face. Philadelphia
A long, strslght tunlo reaching almost
to tha bottom of the skirt Is a fashion
able development of both the one piece
dress and ths suit skirt. One of thai most
popular cuts of ths autumn Is the slashed
skirt, already firmly established In Paris.
Most of ths models show ths slash ex
tending only slightly above tha three-Inch
hem. If a longer slash Is used it ex
tends to ths knes In dlrectolre fashion
and Is ftlled in with a pleated drop of
silk In a contrasting shads.
The Yorking Girl
lly DOKOTliy MX.
Here Is true story that turns a
searchlight upon one of tha uncon
sciously cruel and unjust situations of
A woman's husband died, leaving her
with a boy and girl baby and no means
of support. By the mot herloo efforts
ths mother managed to rear these chil
dren. As soon as the girl wan able she
went to work ti help her mother. The
mother expected, oven demanded, It of
her, but she spoiled and Indulged the
hoy so that he grew up to bs Idle, shift
less and worthless.
The mother Is not able to work any
more now, and ths girl supports the
family, the husky brother Included. Khe
Is a d (ilk-ate little creature, prematurely
aged by long years of gruelling of
fice work, but sha sticks to her post
like a martyr. Kllent and submissive,
she hands her pay envelops over to her
mother every week without even so
much as a peep at the contents, tine
denies herself everything possible, even
neceiary dental work, while the mother
supplies ths son with money for ciga
rettes and base ball and beer' that the
girl has earned.
It seems Impossible that such a con
dition as this could exist, or that any
mother could aver bs so prejudiced in
favor of a bad son that sha would be
willing to sacrifice a good daughter to
him, yet such cases occur every riny. I
know one similar to that cited above,
In which, when a frail girl rebelled at
having to support 'a big drunken loafor
of a hrothur, tha mother turned upon
her fiercely and reproached her for be
ing so hard-hearted and stingy as not
to ba willing to feed her poor brother.
Ths best and most dutiful daughter on
earth has to taks a back seat In a
mother's affections when ths prodigal
son comes along.
Biologists tell us that there Is a per
fectly good refeson why mothers love their
sons better than they do their daughters,
and why a mother has a tenderness and
sympathy for even a worthless son that
she doesn't feel for an angel daughter.
It's the way mothers are built, and they
can't help themselves, poor things.
Anyway, wa do not have to bs biolo
gists to perceive that this Is the way the
world Is run. It Isyiwsys tha cakes and
alo for my sons, while ths crusts are
good enough for my daughters, so far as
ths mother is concerned.
This partiality of inothtrs for their
sons is common to all ranks of society,
but nowhere else Is It so plainly exhibited
as ' in ths unjust attitude which poor
mothers exhibit toward their children
who work. ' '
In almost every case in which a girl Is
a bread-winner her mother requires her
to turn over to her her entire earnings,
and ths mother then gives back to ths
girl what shs considers proper fur her to
have. Ths rest of the girl's sarnlhgs go
toward ths family support. f
But does a mother treat her son this
way? Not ones in a thousand tlmos. If
he Is a good, conscientious lad lis pays
his mother a reasonablo board, and keeps
the bulants of his money for his own
enjoyment. And mother pots about
among her acquaintances boasting of
what a perfectly lovely son she has got
because ha gives hnr a little money. Hut
shs never dreams of confiscating his pay
envelope as shs does her .daughter's.
Many households ars entirely supported
by tho labor of the daughters of the
family. Ths sons are lazy and dlsal
patsd, but In such cases you never hear
AnO HE KOTKWrOW 0 ON-
and Her Mother
of a mother' who Is fair enough and Just
enough to shut tho door In tha Idle loaf
ers' faces, and tell them that she will not
permit- them to live upon the labor of
their sisters. On the contrary, ths mother
thinks that It Is nothing more than right
that tho girls should provldo for their
Observe, also, the difference In the de
mands which a mother makes upon hsr
sons end daiiKhters. When Tom comes
honin from his day's work mother has
his dinner all ready for him, and a
comfortable chair for him. and after ha
has eaten ho la perfectly fre to sit and
smoke and read, or put on his hat and go
out to find soma amusements. Mother
wouldn't think of asking that poor, dear,
tired boy to do a great lot of chores that
she had saved for him.
But when Mary comes home, exhausted
with her day's work, mother expects her
to got busy and help with ths dinner, and
after dinner to do the dishes, snd assist
her with ths family sewing, and lend a
hand in a dozen tanks that have been
laid aside for her. If Mary were to sit
down and leavo mother to do the dishes
alono, ss Tom does, or If Mary wera to
put on her hat and go out to enjoy her
self, mother would consider herself tha
most ill-used woman in ths world, nd
Mary the most' ungrateful daughter.
Yet Mary is far mora tired from her
day's work than Tom Is from his, Bhs
needs rest and change and .diversion a
hundred times mlrs than he doss. Only
mother never considers Mary, and shs
always does Tom.
Also a mother will take everything shs
has, her food, her clothes, her lodging
from her daughter without a word of
thanks or appreciation, hut sh Will pros
trate herself with gratltudo before a son
If he giver her a pair of gloves at Christ,
man. This la because shs considers it hsr
du(y for a girl to sacrifice herself for
her family, but that a man's family
should not be a burden on htm.
Why this Is I do not attempt to ex
plain. It Is merely a fact, and I call at
tention to It in tha hops that tha mother
of working girls may perceive how un
just they ars to -their daughters and
treat them with a little mora considera
tion. Ths girl who earns money has just as
much right to It as any boy has to his
pay envelope, and If shs pays her way
at homo shs Is entitled Just as much to bs
the star boarder as her brother. Mora than
that ths working girl's strength, being1
less, should ba more conserved than a
boy's, and her mother should not expect
her to do the-work of a man outslds of
her home and tha work of a woman' in It,
Many a girl breaks down because of tha
added work her mother lays upon her
In ths United States :S3,0,ouO pounds of
tho edtblo part of oysters are consumed
Near UUppe oysters Us in regular
rows like the tiles of houses, and are
always rendy to bo taken from the beds
und sent to market.
(irowth 'of the oyster Is Blow, it being
only as lnrne as a half dollar at the anil
of six months and twice that size at ths
expiration of a year. It reaches maturity
In from flvo tj seven years in artificial
By Winsor McCay
ufi'. oh! whaTj
A OREAM! EV&ta
SINCE I SAW
BALI (SAME I
SEEM TO DREAM)
Uf IT ! -
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