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SILK HAT HARRY'S DIVORCE SUIT Married Life the Third Year Delia's Sullen Spells Are Most Trying and Helen Decides to Let Her Go. By MABEL HERBERT UKNER. Delia had one, of her periodical fits of sullenness. Usually they lasted only a few days, but this one was going on IntD the second week and Helen's patience was sorely tried. In spit of Delta's many good qualities her honesty, economy and clean linessthere were times when these sullen spells got so on Helen's nerves that she felt she would have to let her go. And this one was not only lasting longer, but seemed more try ing than all th others. Helen was far too reasonable to expect an unchang (V ' ft ing evenness of amiability In any one. An occasional irritability fhe could have easily forgiven.- Almost -any other form of dlsagfftblenes would have seemed preferable to the sulky, dogged alienee which Delia displayed at these times. She would go for days without speak ing, unless forced to by a direct ques tion, and then her answer would be as sullenly brief as she could make it. "What's the matter with Delia? Got one of her grouches?" Warren had asked that morning when he wanted more cream, and Delia had brought in the bottle, slammed It down on the table and flounced out, pretending not to hear Helen when she asked If that was all there was. "Yes, she's been like that all week. I don't think she said two words yester day. Tou don't know how trying It is to be with her all day when she acts that way. "Why do you put up with It?" "What can I do?" "Fire her." "Oh, but Warren. I could never get Unybody like Delta. &h's so honest and dependable. You can't have every thing you know. I might get some one a great deal worse- "That's up to you," indifferently. "If you want to put up with her-you can. But I wouldn't stand for it, I can tell you that." And that day Helen almost came to the conclusion that she would not stand for It either. It was Ironing day. In the same stolid sulleness Delia washed up the dishes put on the, irons and got out the ironing board. "Delia, i wish you would iron that white skirt first. I want to mend the lace I didn't have Utile before I put it in the wash. The you can press out that shower sheet next. I want to hang that up." Delia was rearranging the irons on the stove and did not deign to reply, and Helen went In to straighten up the bedroom, which she always did on Iron Ing day. Half an hour later she came back into the kitchen to get the skirt and ahower sheet. But Delia was calmly Ironing a tableeloth. "Delia. I told you to Iron my skirt first." No answer. Didn't you understand me, Delia, when I said to iron my skirt?" "Had to iron this "fore It got dried" sulkily. "You could have sprinkled It again. Now finish that as quickly as you can and iron my skirt," eHlen'a voice was unusually sharp. A little later she came back to find Delia Ironing another table cloth! Still the skirt had not been touched. For a moment Helen was to astonished and angry to say anything at all. And Delia, pretending not to see her aa ahe stood In the door, ironed on without looking up. "Delia, you can put that tablecloth aside now and Iron my skirt" . "Have to iron thlt while it's wet," ftill without looking up. Only once before had Helen come to any real issue with Delia, and then Delia had won. It had been shortly after her marriage; and Helen, terrified by the thought of the unknown In efficiencies of a new girl, had yielded. Now she was determined she would not yield. With out further oomment she unrolled the skirt from the towel In which It had been sjirlr.kled, laid it on the ironing board before Delia, and then deliberately drew thp tablwloth from under her Iron. She was not at all sure what Delia would do. She might put the Iron back on the stove and flounce out of the place. Helen knew that she was taking chances. !' : ! V f 7he ee'g fnp afazirxp but she had been so thoroughly Irritated by this week of Delia's surliness that Just then she felt she did not care. For a moment Delia stood , perfectly still. Helen turned away and calmly started to resprinkle the tablecloth and roll it up again. When she turned around again Delia was ironing the skirt. But her face was a dull brick red. "Now, Delia, when you've Ironed that bring It In to me. I want to mend the lace. Then you can press out that shower sheet," , About twenty minutes later, while Helen was straightening her top bureau drawer, Delia, with a heavy, defiant step, caifte In, threw the skirt on a chair and marched out without a word. It was wretchedly ironed. The lace was torn more than It had been before, and In one place there was a distlnde yellow scorch. And Delia was an excellent Ironer. For a long time Helen stood by the bureau meditatively thrusting a hat pin Into the pin cushion. She was thinking very hard, or she would not have scarred the blue satin top of the pushion with so many gaping holes. At last, with a final thrust, ahe left the hat pin stuck with a defiant angle In the cushion. Then she went into the kitchen. "Delia, there Is something I want to say to you. I'm afraid you've been here too long. You haven't seemed very happy in your work lately. .Now If you are-not happy, if you are not coftent I don't want you to stay. I don't want any one to work for me who does not work willingly and pleasantly." Here Helen paused, but Delia, who had not looked up since she entered, went on ironing, with her eyes still glued to the board. The blood-red flush was even deeper, but she said not a word. "Your month is up next Wednesday. Delta, a week from tomorrow. Now I want you to think things over, and !f before that time' you have not decided that you can work without indulging in these sullen fits, then I think you had better get another place. "I have put up with this for almost two years just because you are In so many ways a very good girl. But lately It Ik getting on my nerves more than It used to. Perhaps you need a change. Perhapa, as I have aald you have been here too long, and you might be happier in another place. Now, that It what we must decide before the first of the month. If by that time you have not shown any desire to conquer this sullen ness, then I shall certainly not want you to stay." It was one of the longest speeches that Helen had ever made, and when closed the kitchen door after her and went back into her room she sank into a low chair to think It over. But her .-meditations were interrupted by the telephone. It was Mrs. Stevens, who wanted her to come up for luncheon and then to go shopping. Helen had planned to unpack some summer clothes that afternoon, but she realized how hard It would be to work Just after this talk with Delia. It would be much better for her t go out and leave Delia to think things over alone. Ordinarily Helen would have thoroughly enjoyed the luncheon and the afternoon shopping with Mrs. Stevens, but now her enjoyments was somewhat clouded by her thoughts of Delia. 8he felt herself weakening. She pic tured the procession of Ignorance, clumsy and untidy girls that she might have to try before she could find any one so trustworthy as Delia. She almost began to wish that she hadn't Insisted on the Ironing of the skirt. Perhaps, while Delia, had this sullen fit, ahe should have left her alone. It was with no little anxiety that Helen returned home a few minutes before 5. The first thing she saw was the white pklrt spread on her bed. It had been re waahed and relroned and beautifully Ironed! The yellow K-oreh waa entirely washed out. and the lace , carefully I mended. Unquestionable It was a surrender. But Helen's satisfaction in her yictory was tempered by her sympathy for Delia and her desire to make the surrender as -asy as possible, It would bo kinder, she decided, to make no reference to the skirt Just now, to act as If nothing had htppened, and then to show her appre ciation later on In some other way. With a rare delicacy and understand ing, Helen did not even go into the kitchen until It was necessary to give eome Instruction for dinner. When she entered Delia was washing a head of lettuce. "There ain't enough tomatoes for the ealad, ma'am will I hard-boil some THE REE: s Lillian Lorraine's Beauty Secrets for Girls How to Keep Pretty in the Hot Weather. tn 4 : . r r I II e -mil m j l ' l II M " .. . '. V4 v. fey s By LILLIAN' LORRAINE. Are you one of the girls who wilt on the first hot day? If you are I pity you. because there is nothing so depressing as knowing that the hot wave la depriv ing you of all your prettiness and eery atom of energy as well. Writing Is fatal to beauty, and the girl who wants to be pretty ought to do everything she can to prevent herself from fading away like a woe-begone. Illy when the thermometer goes aeroplanlng around In the nineties. The girl who wilts in the heat usually has straight hair. I know she thinks It's a curse from heaven, and, frankly, I am sorry for her, especially If she feels that she must have curls to be presentable. Perhaps she can wave her hair with water with u little sugar dissolved In It. The water wave its done by wilting the hair and then arranging It In ringlets ana curls on the forehead and binding a piece of ribbon or cheesecloth over it until it Is quite dry. Don't try to curl any but your front hair for summer; and, first of all, see If you cannot wear it In some other style which will not re quire curling. This year there are all kinds of pretty ways of doing hair with Rhort bangs and two braided knots over the ears or a slight pompadour and knot at the back. Parting the hair either at the side or in the middle of the fore head and looping it up with side combs Is all the fashion, and the small coronet braids are pretty and don't require much frizzing of the hair. In summer time don't tire your head with too many hairpins. I frequently think that women wouldn't teel so hot if they didn't look both warm, and mussy. Those short, straggly hair In the nape of the neck make one look quite neslocted and untidy. A hair net or ribbon will keep those short hairs from falling and will add to the general neatness. Besides, a net does not take a many hairpins If It's one of thosa quaint old-fashioned ones, with the velvet ribbon around the edge. I never wear collar in summer time, eggs?" There was no tinge of ullenness in her voice,, but there was a auspicious huskiness which comes after tears, "Why, yes, Delia, and you might make an egg dressing you make that very nicely." ' And she went on to give some directions about the dinner, trying to speak as naturally as she could. While Delia kept her head bowed over the lettuce. Helen knew that It was not sullenness, but a desire to hide the traces of tears. Helen's own eyes were misty as she went back to fold up and put away the skirt. And she resolved that next week Delia should have an extra afternoon off sad a ticket to the matinee. Ml t fere i&tiy W.I I - -z1" 4 s 1 11 OMAHA, WEDNESDAY, The Judge is Tough With Speeders Copyright, ml National News Assn. Tt hns. our Of MA cooler-10 vEw y -r" 4- 6 - 4- TP MISS LILLIAN and that Isn't Just because I don't want to ruin my neck. I've always felt'chnked in a htgh collar, and I think they make one feel warmer than anything else. Of court, I know they are supposedly fash ionable for street wear In Paris, hut Paris doesn't enjoy a nice tropical Amer ican summer like ours. Another thing for the wilting, weary, warm summer girl to remember. Her stockings. White stockings are the very best, and If your feet hurt you change both stockings and shoes every day and go about bare-footed as much as you can and bathe the feet night and morning either In salt water or In water with a few bits of borax. Use plenty of talcum powder on your aching feet and have fresh stockings at least once a day and ventilate your shoes and slippers when you are not wearing them at an open window. Don't waste a bit of energy wearing fussy clothes. Somehow very elaborate summer dresses, unless they are crea tions of a great dressmaker's art, never look as pretty as simple things, and It Is a mental strain to try to keep them clean. But If you wear simple things try to have them scrupulously neat. If you don't feel perfectly fresh In summer and are conscious that the frill at your neck should have been laundered or the lace around the cuffs presed out again, you are only adding to your phys ical discomfort. Of court, the most important thing of all is one's diet. As soon as hot weather comes I eat hardly amy meat at all and live off vegetables, eggs, fruits and salads. CakoM, unless they are very well made, I leave for winter time. When I drink Ice cream soda water 1 JUNE 5, 1912. VN1TH A ChK AN N5 CAf TMCC A if If THIS AfT ,T A COUPLE OF WRENi ' 40O UKB . (MOO TO ME MA fltW - jmoot LORRAINE. take good care not to oe overheated, and I take tho drink very slowly. If you gulp down a a few ice cream sodas you need not wonder that your digestion and your complexion don't stand the strain. I think we nie ail too energetic In summer time, and wish that we took Fiestas during the noon hours as people do who ilvt. In cities .no warmer than New York or ChicuKO, but railed tropical, I suppose, because the men wear punge-3 suits and there are so many palm trees. Thut HcemH to be the only rtiforence. And while I'm about it I'm going to pa: my own sox on the hack. In summtv we are much mote sensible than men We wear long kid Rloves and French heels and hats a yard wide, but we don't wear warm i-erge and woolen suits, with high starched collars, and then boast of our superior Intelligence. But there, I ve left my little hot weather girl without begging her to cut out sfime of her strenuous engagements and rest Instead, especially during tho heat of the day. "Early to rise" Is one of the wisest things for tho summer girl ho has household chores to tlo, and "early to bed" i more necessary In Rum mer than In winter, for the cold air la bracing and Invigorating, and one docs not feel the strain of work or play as one does In summer. If you drink a great deal of water be tween pieals In summer time you wtll find your complexion wonderfully Im proved by fall. The water shouldn't be ico cold, like spring wator, and be very careful that It Ih fresh and pure. The perspiration induced by the heat acts better than any Turkish bath, and It's a simplo and perfectly safe way of clear ing the skin. V 111 .,.11 age Drawn for N. y Color of the Hair and Coiffure the Thing Br DOROTHY DL. , A man, who says that he la middle-1 of her head, but for what was on the In aged and thinking seriously of trmtrl- aide of it. It would be her brains, and not , mony. writes mo a loiter In which ho ; her hair that would count with me, and -asks my aid In picking out a wife. 1 if I could find a woman who had real v He asks which type of girl, the blonde, the brunette or the auburn-haired make the best wife, and ays that he is nnAhln in ehnnse between them, be- "tv r cause while he prefers the blonde, he has always been told that blondes are fickle and oon teited. I can only say to my correspondent that any man who picks out a wife by the color of her hair haa so Htt! Intelligence that he gold br!o deserves to get ft matrimonial whether he does or not. Tho color of woman's hair, presuming It is hers by nature, and not by right of purenmse. has as much to do with the kind of a wife she will make as does the color of the dress she wears. - Success or failure, happlneas or misery In married life depends upon the char acter of a wife, not upon whether he hair Is yellow or black or red, or green or blue, or whether It Is straight or curly. Ten or fifteen years of married Ufa changes the most raven tresses, or the most golden locks to drab white, and then the thing that counts to a man Is not the hair on his wife's head, but the sweetness of her nature, the loyalty of her heart, the tender helpfullneps- of her hands. If I were a man trying to pick out a wife I should tske only one look at a woman's hair, and that would be, not to see what particular color It was, but whether It was neatly and sensibly combed or not. I shouldn't marry a woman whose hair looked as If It wero always tumbling down, and In need of a good shampoo and a box of hairpins, for I should know by that token that she was a slovenly woman, and would make the kind of a wife that would come to breakfast In curl papers mid a dirty wrapper, and who would keep a house thut would look as If a Kansas cyclone had Just passed through It. Nor would I pick out for a wife the girl whose coiffure was always un ex aggeration of the style, and who had a bushel, more or less, of falfe puffs and switches pinned on her head. I should know thai she had neither K"ud tame nor good sense, and thnt she wus one of thosa rllly, frivolous little creatures who, as Rose Stahl used to say In the "Chorus Lndy," "have nothing on their minds but their hair." If I were selecting a wife I hould not pick her out for what was on tho outside The Discourse By REV. THOMAS uivwiv. Jan 5 1637. "The Discourse on Method" was given to the world 275 years ago today; and for that reason the fifth of June, 1637, will always remain a red letter day In the great story of man's mental evolution. The "great, di vide" between an cient and modern thought waa marked ifor all time when Descarts published Ms wonderful book. ' ""- that book the thought of men .uuuiuvai, schol astic; in other words, not thought at all, but a mere p s e t e n s e for thought, while after that It becomes modern, scientific In fine, real thought, based on reason and facts. Like the thoughtful mother who was perfectly willing for her daughter to swim, provided she would not "go near the water," the pre-Carteslan authorities were satisfied to have men think, pro vided they would not think. Certain things were assumed, taken for granted, as being Infallibly true, and so long as one did not go contrary to those things he might do what he pleased In the way of thinking. But If his thinking led him to question the assumptions and In falliblties Is was all up to him. He either had to keep his thinking to himself or go to the stake. Descartes did not have in his nature the stuff that martyrB are made of, so he left France for Holland, where he 11 The Bee by Tad Its Effect on Man; to Impress His Mind good, hard, old-fashioned horse sense she might have hair the color of a rainbow, or wear a wig for all that I would care. ' That 1 the one thing in matrimony ' that has got hair and straight fronts . and twenty-Inch waists and peaches and cream complexions, and all the other attributes of beauty, simply left at the altar. It Is the one unfailing panacea for making married life a grand sweet song, arid the man who gets a wife whoso head piece carries a full equipment of intelli gence need never Inquire whether she la ono of the Seven Suthorland Sisters, or hangs her rat across the back of a chair at night "'I..V iff TN I For, If a woman has scti.se, all other ' charms and virtues, even hair, will be . added unto her according to her needs. I should pick out a wife for her gray matter Instead of her golden curls, be- ' cause I would want for a life companion someone whom I could trust to take a ; ' sane, rational view of every subject and-i who would be a helpmato Instead of a hindrance. I would know that if I mar-., rled ft flaxen-haired doll babv I should have to treat her as a doll baby as long as she lived. ,f I should look out for , common sense i flrr-t, foremost and all the time in my -selection of a wife, because I would ' know that the woman who had that would be equal to nny emergency that ' should arise. It wouldn't make any dif ference whether she had been raised "lU rich or poor, whether she had been used i to luxury or hard times, whether she"" knew how to cook or sew, or not. If T'l' was able to give her Paris clothes and. a llmouslno she would know how to-J adorn them. If I was poor she would," get busy with a cook bonk and a sewing . machlno and turn herself Into cordon r bleu and a dressmaker before you could "'' say Jack Roblrsn.' I would pick out a woman with good -" common sense because tiie equable mind .' toes with the equable temper. Jealousy, -I. er.vy, high temper, bitter speeches, are . the hall marks of tho narrow brain, and the limited outlook on life. The woman. whose vision holds yesterday as well a tomorrow, who beholds tho littleness of' things that loom lnrge to the meaner in- telleet, In the woman of serene dlsposi-"' tlon, of controlled temper and tongue, the, woman who is filled with cheery optim ism at which the heart of a man ma''1 warm ltrelf as at a fire that never goe out on the h.arth of a home. Oo to, brother. When you seek a wife,.""" turn your eyes away from the color of: a woman's locks, and look beneath It, and see what Is In her brain pan. It Is said that, "bounty draws men with a single, l.air," but just remember It draws thera down to Hades as well as up to heaven. on Method could not only think, but speak, and J write w'hat he thought, and hence It waa that his Immortal book was published at Leyden rather than at Paris. , "The Discourse on Method" may ba called the textbook of real or original thinking. Descartes didn't care a fig for what peopie thought or believed waa true, unleui they could back up their opinions by scientific or rational evidence. Mere assumptions disgusted him, and from tho "authority" which had nothing but his own arrogant assertion too prove Us soundness he turned away with su preme contempt. "Make a clean slate," he said in sub stance, "and In rewriting the contents of your minds distinguish carefully be- 'r tween airy nothings ar.d the actual facta, the things that rest upon fancy or dogma and the things that rest upon tV- facts of nature and the reason of man." Such, in the man, was the spirit and trend on the Discourse on Method. It marked the dividing, line between mental slavery and mental freedom. Like the , blind horse lost In the field or the woods, .. walking around and around In a circle, the men of the middle ages, with few ' exceptions, thought without thinking, marked time without making any ad--vance; and these men would have re mained to this day had not Descartes or1 some other equally bright Individual:, arisen to show them how to do the real' thinking and to reach the real facts. We are about to set up a grand monu- , men to Dante, and it is well that w .' should do fo, but nothing that Danta ever wrote has been so useful to man kind as the book written by Descartes the ." book that Inspired the initial ways and ,, means for the intellectual emancipation of the human race. . a 5 v