it
THE BEE: OMAHA, FRIDAY, JUNE 28, 1912.
11
e oaaz i re p)a
Seeo
Y"
r
i
I
Sherlocko the Monk The Case of the Bereaved Lady
I i; t'-t-i t r- j
!rn HAT WITH lcX US v WHT HER$Y NONSENSE f) a op footprints JUST TH ftA&Hr NEfcYO, YQu THREW BACK TH6 k
ITS B'UFUL WBul UPWISlOy THE HAT IT J WATSO- ffl ' l01' HANP . KENGTM ,WAT60. f KaDVS HAT AFTfcfc. PICKING iTUP.WTHl
06TWCH PUJME 1WAT50. Of F THE Orft TOU i I TLL?" I r US UXKrl CU3THGS POLE BUT KPT THE f '
Has 6e&n stolen 1 v(UsLl J . l0r V5 pusnx r' :
I
Quief Chat with the
Thinks He is Abused; Something About
the Obligation He is Under to His Wife
By DOROTHY DIX.
Whatsis a man's duty to his wife?
Does it end with his paying the family
bills.'-' and after he has done that, and
perhaps graciously bestowed upon her a
dollar or two of matinee money, has he
the privilege of go
ing off and amus
ing himself with
other women?
Or 'does the hiis--band's
duty include
making his wife
happy just as much 7
as it does giving"
her something to
eat and clothes to
weayt.,' ".';
It "Seems' almost
foolish to ' argue
this'" -question, yet;
a man' who, 'Judg- '
lrijffrom "his band
writing ' and the
facility' with which
:3
1. . J
he expresses him
self Is highly educated and Intelligent,
asks' m'e if V don't think a man has done
all for his wife that duty requires of him
wherf Tie supports her properly and If
she has any right to object to his' taking
other' Vomen -out' to the ' theater; - er
dinner; or riding. He "says he enjoys the
society' of these other ladies, and 'that if
It makes his wife unhappy to see him
happy, with them fihe's a mighty mean
sort of a woman, and show's that she's
nothing but a Jealous, narrow' minded
crank. And he signs this letter "A Much
Abused Man." . .. 7.'
Well,- Mr. Much-Abused MaiC there's
one infallible test to determining the
right way to treat other persons. It Is
technically known as the Golden Rule.
When you want a good working formula
for how to treat a wife, try to decide
how you would like to have her treat
you'.. And go to it'.
Would you think that your wife was
doing, her full duty toward you, being
an exemplary wife, if she telephoned up
from' down town of .an evening hot to
wait dinner for her, for she was going
out to a restaurant with some good
looking ..and fascinating young man?
Would you feel that your wife was do
ing. hr duty by you ff she left you to
sit ui lonely and dull, and bored, of an
evening at home, while1 she' passed a
Joyous, time at the theater, seeing ft
bright play with some agreeable man,
and ending up-the" evening's diversion
with a Uttle supper at a restaurant?
Would you think your wife was doing
her full duty to her family if she -was
off Joyriding with a Jolly party, while
you "stayed home and. minded the chil
dren," and thought It1 was a treat even
to- go -street car riding to the park?
'Suppose your wife's hand held the
pocketbook instead of your own? Would
you think It right for her to be making
presents, and sending flowers, and buy
ing lobster Newburg and ' champagne for
her, men friends, while, she was urging
economy ,on you, and . telling you that
you .must make your last summer's
suit ..do,, and . sitting you down to eat
corned beef and cabbage at home?
You. say that your relationship with
Woman's Way
I'
"John " she said sweetry; "Tve been
restiffng the motor car catalogues."
''H-mm," he said.
"Of course. If we had one it ought to
b big enough to hold at least five per
sons. .We wouldn't want to go out
without taking some of our friends."
'I presume not." " ;
"And if we had one it ought to be -a
self-starter.- Then I could drive it. I
could ' take you to ' your ' work- every
morning and cail' for you at' night"
"That sounds nice, but-"
"X tulnk the electric lights are -better
than the other kind. All you have to
do then Is to press a. button; you needn't
bother about carrying matches. I've
even studied the wind-shield problem,
xdA know-exactly the kind I want."
"And," Sae sneered, "I presume you
have already, .selected the tires . and the
style of body, you want," .'
''I have.' 1 khpw exactly how our car
is going .to look" when we get it."
"But. my1 dear, we're not within ten
years of 'being able to-afford one." '
"I know that, but I thought I'd just
begin to look around a bit so that when
we do get ready to buy we'll know ex
actly what we want." Detroit Free
Prss. .
Every mother'- son of us would be
rich ' if our foresight was one-half, as
good as our hindsight.
. A small fortune is better than large
experience In the culinary department if
a girl has matrimonia'. asoi't'oi .
4 ,t ,
Married Man Who
J
these women is Innocent, and that your
wife has no right to object, because people
gossip about your goings on?
Wquid you think it 'tight for your wife
to humiliate you by acting In such a
ay that scandal was busy with her,
name? Would you think her Justified
in so .doing, no . matter how clear her
conscience was?. Believe me, Mr, Much
Abused-Man, what is sauce for the goose
is sauce for the gander,' and the' Golden
Rule Is a double-actloned one that works
both ways.' '
When you think' of your wife doing1
her duty by you, and living up to the
responsibilities she undertook when she
married you, you naven i any large, uie
sized picture of her running around to
theaters and restaurants, and automobll
lng with other men while' you stay at
home and . take care of the children. Nor
have you-any vision of a gay lady, who
furnishes . talk for a neighborhood, Bit
ting as your model of a dutiful wife.
Why Is It any more your .wife's duty
to be faithful to you than it Is yours to
be faithful to her? Why should she be
called a jealous crank, for , objecting to
your doing the very things that you
would divorce her for doing?.
As for your cheerful theory that , you
fulfill your obligations ' a a husband
when : you support her, get that out of
your head, because you don't support her.
If there's any money obligation between
you, you're in debt to her. If the woman
who makes a comfortable home for a
man, who bears and . rears his children,
who ' maintains his social position, and
wlje :works , about eighteen hours a day
for ' him, tfoesn't earn her board and
clothes, heaven knows who does.
Any ablebortled woman of fair intelli
gence can support herself In these days.
She doesn't need to marry for a home,
and she seldom does It. When a woman
marries' she does so in the fond belief
that. In return for all she gives up for
a man, he Is going to give her his love
and companionship,' and at least try to
make her happy, and If he doesn't do this
he defaults on a debt of honor.
No woman would marry a man if he
told her before marriage that he consid
ered that a husband's sole duty towards
his wife consisted In providing her with
food and clothes. She would say:
"Thank you, kind sir, but If that's your
platform, excuse me.' I can get an easier
Job with less work and shorter hours and
a better pay envelope In any office than
you offer me as a wife." Nor would any
man be able to lure a blushing bride- to
the altar If heboid her beforehand that
he held that a husband had a right to di
vert imself as much as he pleased with
other ladles,' and ' his wife was a mean,
selfish old thing to object.
When a man marries a woman he de
liberately' takes her happiness Into his
keeping, and it is just as much his duty
to cherish her peace of mind as it Is to
provide her" with bodily comforts. It is
no worse for a man to starve and beat
his wife, and force her to- dress In rags
than it Is to neglect her so that she goes
hungry hearted, and to stab and wound
her with jealousy, and to humiliate her
by his attentions to other women.
The answer to the question: "What Is
a husband's dut yto his wlfe?55 is dead
easy. It is just the same as her duty to
him. ' ,
For years some of the names of our
many heroes, dead and living, have been
retained by their descendants on the long
roll of the army, and from the makeup
of it today the fact may be perpetuated.
One of the ranking general officers In
the service said the other day that the
mere relation of these names In the serv
ice had a most beneficial effect, in that
the name alone was a constant reminder
of faithful, and distinguished service, of
gallantry In action, of esprit de corps,
etc.
s In nearly every arm of the service, In
nearly every regiment of cavalry or In
fantry, one may see a name which has
helped to make American history bril
liant. That history repeats Itself remains
to be seen, but there is no doubt that
all of .these. sons stand ready to repeat
deeds - of valor as glorious as those of
their famous fathers.
The name of Ulysses 8. Grant Is being
perpetuated in the array by his grandson,
who Is Ulysses S.. 3d, and who is the son
of Major General Fred D. Grant. This
young man," the youngest ..of all the
Grants now In the service. Is, a captain
of engineers, and was a "star" graduate
at West Point in 1903, graduating number
six in a class of ninety-three, which
I Famous Names on the Mis -Descendants of Warriods of Other Days Perpetuate Glorious Record, I
- ' ' : '
The Bathing
By MARGARET HUBBARD AYER.
The newest thing Is a wading suit. It's
the arlstrocratic cousin . to the bathing
suit and "never goes near the water."'
It can be made of anything you like
from brocade to ordinary plain silk, but,
of course, silk It must be, and there must
be all kinds of pretty things to go with
it like caps and hats and parasols and
reticules and even . lunch baskets, made
or trimmed with the same kind of ma
terial as the wading suit.
But why a wading suit? Because every
one can wade, dear reader, and it doesn't
spoil one's beautiful suit, or get one's
hair out of crimp or make one look for
lorn and bedraggled as does swimming In
the wet, wet water.
Then let me whisper it to you, wading
Is done by our most exclusive set, so, o(
course, It had the stamp of approval
aside from the example set by the major
general daughters In "The Pirates of
Penzance." But If you think wading Is
just a simple Gllbertlan thing where you
take off your stockings and saunter Into:
the waves tip to your apkles, you are
mistaken. Wading ' necessitates V tip.1
elaborate oostume shpwn , Jiere or one
equally hahdsome. ' Tou must ' wade ln"
sllk stockings. an$ "canvas or satin, 'ahpes
with a parasol held over your hea4 to
protect you. from the sun, and yourr
handkerchief, mirror and powder rag In
a silk bag dangling from your waist and.
your well-dressed and marcelled hair
showlruj from under the prettiest cap In'
the world. , , ,
You step Int the water uttering ap
propriate cries of "Oh, how cold," etc.,
and the entire beach and all the people
on the pier look on in admiring astonish
ment at your perfectly fitting costume
and your expensively corseted figure.
Lest I forget to describe the newest
wading costumes to you this one is of
black satin, a thick quality with trim
mings of plaid taffeta; others are of
different kinds of silk heavily em
broidered. The most Impressive one I
have seen, designed for the trousseau of
a summer belle, is of black silk with a
rose design embroidered In colored silks
running around the hem and decorating
the wide sleeves.
The white silk bathing suit, forbidden
on various beaches, when it reappears
gave him -his own selection as to the arm
of service he desired to enter.
It is a strange coincidence that patriot
ism should follow both father and son
so strongly all through life, for each was
born on a national holiday, the father
May 30, 1860. and the son July 4, 1881.
Captain Grant Is also a graduate of the
Engineer school, class of 1908. He is now
on duty In Washington as superintendent
of the State, War and Navy building.
Two Sberldana Illumine the roll of offi
cers, Michael V., a brother of the gallant
"Little Phil," is now on the retired list
as a brigadier general. His active armjV
service extended over a period of thirty
six years, when he was retired at his
own request. He resides in Washington.
Now comes the son and namesake, Philip
Henry, who resembles his brave father,
not only in physique, but In force of char
acter. Young Sheridan Is a lieutenant of
the Fifth avalry and has recently re
turned to Washington for duty (as afd to
the" president and assistant to the 'super
intendent of public buildings and
grounds), from service with his regiment
which is stationed, at' the new and beau
tiful Schefieid barracks..- Honolulu,
Hawaii 'territory. Lieutenant Sheridan is
also a Weft'Polntei ''' " '
Copyright, 1912. National News Ass'n.
Girl of Today
Hit v. ?; ytwS
! pill . mm '
VERY PRETTY AND VERY SENSIBLE
as a wading suit will be properly ap
preciated, for it Is anything but immod
est. Like Madame Sans Gene, the wader,
may exclaim: "I have fewer clothes on
when I'm dressed than when I'm wad
lr.f" There is no indication that the luxu
rious bathing and wading suits are merely
a fad or a passing fashion. Those of us
who are swimmers view the Increasingly
extravagant bathing suit with alarm be-
The names of Sherman and Miles are
now combined In the American army by
Lieutenant Sherman Miles of the Third
field artillery, stationed at Fort Myer.
He is the son of General Nelson A. Miles,
and gets .his Christian name from the. ma
ternal side of the family, his mother be
ing a daughter of Judge Sherman, who
was a brother of John and General Will
iam Tecumseh Sherman.
One arm of the service has been made
famous by a Schley, and the other arm
la now represented- by. the late, ad
mlral's son. Captain Thomas F. Schley of
the Infantry, now on duty at Fort Lo
gan, Col. Captain Schley has been in the
army for twenty-eight years. . He was,
as an enlisted man, In the signal corps
for Seven years, and nearly all of his
commissioned service as an officer has
been with the Twenty-second Infantry
since 1891. '
Lieutenant General Adna.R. Chaffee,
late chief of staff, had a son and name
sake who Is a second lieutenant of cav
alry. He Is now taking a special course
at .the famous school, at Saumur, France.
While the fathers : of the foregoing
fought on the union side,'1 in . the Civil
war., 'there are many whose fathers
fought for-the confederacy,, and among
The Wading Suit A Necessary
Adjunct to a Mountain Trip.
.-.4
;ause no one can swim in It and to
wear a serviceable swimming suit will
soon stamp one as very conspicuous.
However, now that this elaborate costume
had a real purpose of Its own there is no
reason why we shouldn't all be happy. '
If you swim, stick to the old-fashioned,-comfortable
garment and hide, your lack
of fine clothes In the water. If you can't
swim, walk in sartorial splendor and
bask In the admiration of the crowd.
these the most prominent are the Lees.
Fltxhugh, a captain of the Seventh cav
alry, is now at Manila, and his younger
brother, George Mason, a lieutenant of
cavalry, attending the mounted service
school at Fort Riley, Kas. Until re
cently the brothers were In the same
regiment of cavalry known as the
"Fighting Irish Seventh," or Custer's.
They are sons of the late Gen. Fltshugh
Lee, who was United States consul at
Havana at the time of the Maine dis
aster. They ere grandsons of the dis
tinguished confederate leader, ' General
Robert E. Lee.
The son and namesake of another
noted confederate army leader Is James
Longstreet, another cavalry officer, now
on duty in the quartermaster's depart
ment at Fort McDowell, Cat. He.l now
a captain. , .... . , .
Ono must -not forget the Wheelers
the late "Fighting Jije" and'hls son and
namesake, who Is , now a major of the
coast artillery Corps at Fort Tottent N.
Y. This young officer la a West Pointer,
has had a brilliant career and has seen
good service- u the Philippines.
The' name "Goethals" will always be
synonymous and identified with .the suc
cessful completion' of the' greatest en
Drawn for The Bee by Gus Mager.
When Son
He Tells of Hia Visit to His
Modern Thoughts Did
By WINIFRED BLACK.
The youpg man who Is making his own
way - In the world and had to Ituve
home and mother to do it, came to toll
us all about It the other evening.
"Whew!" said the young man. throwing
himself into a - .
chair and spread
ing his feet at
really a very un
conventional angle.
I've been sitting
up straight as a
dart so long I must
sprawl or die.
"Been home on a
visit," the young
man continued. "I
read a tale about
the old home
and the old mother
and got so home
sick: t couldn't
stand it another
minute, so I got a leave of absence, paid
for my room two weeks ahead, locked
up my bureau and started.
"When I got home tbre was mother
and Aunt Sallle and Unole Robert and
Miss Mary the sweet woman from the
next door, who helped to bring me up
all down at the station to meet mo.
'"We rode up to the carriage, and ' I
never was so glad I'd come anywhere in
alt my life.
! "And there was the Old house, bless
every rickety board in It; and the gate
on one hinge, just as It always was.
"There was sally-lun for dinner, and
hot blsoult and fried chicken and but
termilk, and mother drew down the oor.
ners of her mouth and tried to look sol
emn, and kept Baying, 'Why, son, you
aren't making put very well.' j,,, .
"It was great for two or three days,
and then I happened to meet a fellow I
knew at school down at the postofficiv
He walked up home with me anil we
talked over rid tlni'i and new -I'lo-, w
I liked Mm and asked him to stay for
dinner. And ho didn't stay, and i won
dered why.
"When he'd gone mother lookod at me
ag . . ... .. ...o i .'.o ::Vid,
'what can you see la that common Hmith
boy? Why, his grandfather never came
to this house In his life.
" 'Poor grandpa,' said I, 'he missed It,
didn't he, mother?'
"But mother didn't laugh, "she .ihook
her head and Uncle Robert sighed and
Aunt Bailie looked as If she wan going
to cry. '
"That was the beginning. Everybody
was somebody on account of some old
fellow who'd been dead a half century,
and nubody was anybody for himself.
"The brightest man In town was a
young lawyer from somewhere out went,
and that settled him. He wasn't invited
anywhere, though he could have given
the whole town cards and Spades and
then won the game any day in the y:ar.
"You couldn't think for yourself. The
'Eldreds always thought so and so,' and
as you were an Eldred you had to think
that way or moke another cry.
"It was wicked to go for a walk In the
woods on Sunday, not wicked to gorge
yourself till you couldn't breathe and
then lie around the house like a boa
constrictor all the rest of the day.
Wicked to sit out in the woods and drop
a line into the brown water. '
"The old lady next door was trying to
gineering work In the world our own
Panama canal. When every one had
abandoned the job or made a failure of
making the big cut from ocean to ocean
Colonel George W. Goethals, corps of en
gineers, was picked as the man to make
the work a snccess, for he assures the
world It will be ready for navigation
January X, 1915. Colonel Goethals Is alto
a graduate of the military academy,
standing number one In the class of '80,
and of the army' war college In 1905, As
sociated with htm In " his great success
on the canal sone is his son, Lieutenant
George R., also of the corps of engineers,
who graduated from West Point In 1908,
and from the engineer school two years
later. Washington 6tar.
In Apprehension.
"I gave her a plush album on her wed
ding anniversary. It was one I had about
the house for some time, but It looked
like new."
"Well?"
"Now she has found that I have an
anniversary soon."
"Wei, no doubt you expect her to re
ciprocate." - , '
"Reciprocate Is not the word; : I'm
afraid she will retaliate." Kansas City
Journal '.
Comes Home
Old Home-Some of His
Not Suit the Old Folks.
die and nothing would do but mother and; . i
Aunt eallle should go In and sit there-!
all day, and when I said I should think (
the old lady -would hate to have her r
last hours all cluttered up with rocking i J
chairs and whispers they thought I was.; ;
'cruel' and 'so changed.' ' . ;
"They said fresh fruit was the worst,
thing In the world for the stomach, and j
then expected me to eat six different ? '
kinds of sweet preserves, two kinds' of '
cake, and ene kind of pie at a meal and
survive.
'.'They didn't want to hear about any--ki
thing that happened In the big world.' j
outside, that is, nobody wanted to heaiC
but mother. She would be Interested Iti-
the funeral of a dog If I was one, of the. !
mourners. . '.
VI thought I'd liven, them up with soma
little description of the way people did
In the world where I lived, but they
were bored to death. What they wanted!
to talk about was Major Qunlse's crop.'
and whether It had paid Widow Smith t
build' that' new henhouse she put up three? fi
years ago after the dry spell; !fj'
After I'd been home a week I couldn'f
get a long breath to save my life. I felt
like somebody walking around in th
dusk, stumbling over graves In som(
beautiful old graveyard. I was afralt ,
to open my mouth for fear I'd of fenf
somebody's queeY bWl mothf-eaten preju;.'"i
dice. I wasn't myself at all. I didn"..r ;
dare be. I was somebody they'd made u-
A ....... 11,. n ' tt,-,m BAmAhnriV Whrt
looked like Grandfather Carroll, and
talked like Grandfather Lewis, and
laughed like Uncle Dick Norton, and',
nodded like Cousin Tom Winslow. I felf('
like a picture pussle that somebody wat'j
trying to put together. '- 1
: "One day after I'd made mother cry
twice and bad Aunt Sallle shut up in
her bedroom too mad to trust herself tor"
come out for half a day, anu I declared "
I didn't know what In the world was ,
the matter, I sent myself a telegram"
and when it was delivered I kissed Aunt
feallle xood-bve and told mother I'd
come soon again, and came back to a .
man's world. .
"Whew! I haven't got all the cotton
butting and the soft wool and blue rib
bons off me yet, and I keep' thinking
right now every word I say, 'There, that ;
is Uncle Robert, this Is Constn Dick.
that Is Great Uncle Samuel's way oil
speaking,' have you noticed it?"
And I looked at the young man who is'
making his own way In the world and a
clever, courageous, honest -ay It Is. too,
and I laughed, and I thought of his"--mother
and wanted to cry.
And yet I can't quite blame the young
man for wanting to , live In the real
world where people do real things in- . ,
stead of talking about things other people
did or tried to do soma weary time ago
the real world, the man's world, the
places where a man Is himself, where r
all the real things happen, and happen,
today, and where Uncle Robert and
Cousin Dick and Grandfather Lewis, j
haven't a thing In the world to do with 1
the kind of human beings the young i
man, makes of himself. . . .:'
I wonder if it isn't the very best kmd ;
of world for him to choose for the place '
in which to make his way? . . . ,
Possession
BY ELLA WHKELER WILCOX. '
That which we had we still possess, -Though
leaves may drop and stars max
fall;
No circumstance can make It less.
Or take it from us, all In all. -
That which we lost we did not own, -
We only held It for a day -
A leaf by careless breezes blown i ' '
No fate could tako our own away.'
We think we lose when we most gain; .
We call joys ended ere begun;
When stars fade out, do skies complain
Or glory In the rising sun?
Ah-
No fate could rob us of our own.
No circumstance can make It less;
What time removes was but a loan, ,
For what was ours we still possess.
Copyright, 1912, :.
by American-Journal-Examlner.
The Morning) After.
The telephone girl in a Broadway hote:
answered a queer call over the houH
exchange one morning about 11. o'clock
When she "plugged in" a man's voloe
said:
"Hello! Is this the 8o-and-So hotel Vu
"No,", replied the girl, who. was slight
surprised. - "This is the Such-andSuch';
hotel." . - ' 1 v
"Oh. all right." said the man. "Jusv
woke up and didn't know where I waa'"
Send me up some Ice water and a bromo
seltzer, please." New York Telegraph.
1 -x
5
I,
a'