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
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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.
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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
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Lillian Lorraine's Beauty Secrets for Girls
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Color of the Hair and
Coiffure the Thing
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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
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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
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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
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