THE BEE: OMAHA; MONDAY, JULY 1, 1912.
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arried Life the Third Year
Helen's First Impression of an Ocean Liner as the Ship
Leaves the Dock. :
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By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
.. "Hera we. are!" and ;Warren threw
open the cab door at they drew up., as
near the gansplank as the crowd would
allow.
With the assured
ir of the exper
ienced traveler, he
quickly paid the
driver, saw to the
trunks, gave the. '
hand baggago to a
white-coate'd etow
ard with orders to
"U!t thorn right
on In to stateroom
-B. joe' . . ...
Helen looked . oni
In bewilderment.
All . around was
confusion and hur
ried.' excitement. A
steady stream of
passengers pushed'.
I their "wa thrdugh ."
the;. row4. .' getting .their- baggage on
I "Come on now keep right-in' front f
Jme,"" ndl 'Warren .'took he? ..by.thej.arm
,and guided ber through to. the- gang
plank. - ' -
! Above them towered the ship, its five
decks already black with, people. As
j Helen went up the plank a thousand,
.(aces seemed to looking down over the
'j railings. - $
, A band was playing, flags were fiut-
Itering and over everything was that air
,of holiday festivity that always accom
jpanles the sailing of a great vessel.
1 The passengers were everywhere sur
irounded by little groups of friends and
.relatives who had came to see th'em off.
'Everyone 'was "ladened with' flowers,"' ahd
Stewarts were rushing through to the
staterooms loaded down with boxes of
iflowers, fruit and other "steamer gifts."
- The stairs ' ' and passageways were
Mocked with people. "With difficulty Wa'r
'ren forced' his way through, while Helen
ifollpwed close.behind.
When ' they reached their stateroom
the baggage ' was already : there, and
there were also two boxes of flowers,
. a basket of fruit and a white paper
package, all addressed to "JJr. and Mrs.
W. E. Curtis, S. S. Belconia."
"Now, . don't stop to fuss with those,"
1 commanded Warren, as with a little cry
. of surprise' and delight Helen started to
, open the packages to find the cards.
1 'You'll have plenty of time for that.
Come up on deck now and see fcer pull
out that's worth while. I only came
down " here to be sure they put in the
baggage."
"Qh, but Warren!" in a. tone of dis.
may as she glanced around and realized
the size of the stateroom. "Are all the
rooms so small?"
Small" This lsn t small for a state
oom. What did you expect? Large and
Bpacious quarters with a private bath?'
"Oh, no no; but, dear, we can hardly
turn around! Where -will, we, put our
things? Why, Warren, how can we both
live in here for a week?"
"Hump, other people manage it and are
glad of the -chance.,'
Helen was still looking around in gen
uine distress. - She had never been in
a stateroom before.' and it seemed in
credible that " two people could b . ex
pected to. live In so. small a place. .
"But- dear, there isn't a place to put
' anything!"
: "Told you not to bring a tot of? trap
pings. Tou're not expected to carry a
.vanload of truck on board ship. Now
are you coming up on deck or not?"
As they went up Helen caught 'glimp
ses of other -staterooms, but none of
.them were any larger, and the card on
many read "Mr. and Mrs." " Still her
mind was filled with doubts and fore,
bodlngi aa to how they could manage.
And If she would be seasick!
The stairs and passage ways and decks
were still massed with people. But
now everyone was saying ''good-bye."
I The- first whistle for all butthe,passen-.
gers to leave the boat had just blown,
jand the air of festivity was clouded
by the final farewells. On every side
iwas heard some such parting message:
"Now take' care of yourself!" "a pleas
ant voyage!" "Cable me wben you land."
"I'll send you a wireless."
But there were many more silent and
more pathetic leave-takings. A grasp of
'the hand, a kiss, or a lingering embrace,
and someone . would hurry away with
bowed head to hide the tears that could
pot. be kept back.
t Warren drew Helen over to the railing
just above the gangplank by which the
visitors were leaving the boat One af
ter, another they -would hurry off, then
turn and wave their handkerchief in
aaus uncertainty, trying In vain to dis-.
rififit,
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Your Husband Another Viewpoint of Matrimony
of the right kind-
concentrates appre-
tinguish " the- face they sought among
those' leaning 'over the rails' ri ,
,,0 woman, in clack was now Jnjrrylng
down the plank, drawing her veil close elation, thoughtful'
about her face. Even from the deck, j r.uss, and unselfish
so far above, Helen could see' by the ! ness. May I ven
qulvering shoulders ..that she was sob- "jlture;?? to"" request
bipg, , . .
Dear .Winifred Black It"; would benefit
many Jf you Would explain why novelists
and others underline . "Study your hus
band." It must be a sorry love that
needs, , to go to school after marriage.
Mutual affection.
Now a couple came down together, but
evidently the woman was. to sail, for
the man was , gently forcing her back.
Oblivious . of the '. many ;. spectators the
woman clung weeping to his arm. At
last he broke away and almost ran off
not trusting himself to look back. For
a moment the woman stood gaslng help
lessly after him, then' turned and came
slowly . on board .again., ,, ...
jna neien, looKing aown-'upon one
pathetic, little scene after another, won
dered if It was always like this when a
ship sailed, or had the horror of the re
cent ocean tragedy made the" - partings
harder.-.'- 1 ..,.'.. v'i- -
"Oh,, there they atethere,' Just beyond
that, post, and a stout ; middle aged
woman, who war leatfnffvOveTUhe rail
beside, "Helen, waved her bunch of roses
at 'some one tta the' "dock? below.;." "Can't
you- se them?" .anxiously, ...to. . the man
who Stood behind her. "There's Belle, too
and Howard." And she took out her
handkerchief and waved it with the
flowers. . . .
Helen though she could distinguish in
the e$owd .Jbalowtha littla group that
wera waving backbone of, them trying to
shout up some ''last message through a
megaphone hastily improvised out of a
newspaper.
"Where Is he? Oh, if we could only see
him," and a young woman with reddeaed
eyes was trying eagerly to find a place
by the. rajllng. ; . . ,
Warren stepped back to give her his
place, and then he drew Helen away.
"Come, let's not stand here.",
And Helen understood. There.,, were oth
ers who had a better right,, who were
leaving some one near and dear, to whom
they were eager to wave a last; farewell.
"Dear, you are very thoughtfulj press
ing lovingly against his arm, for she was
always quick to appreciate his slightest
act of thoughtfulness or courtesy.
IKS
rout approval In
print?, Faithfully
yours, DREW
DONALDSON, 210
Wyoming . Street,
Syracuse. '
0,'. you are Just .
a wee bit tired of
being' told to' "study
jjour-husband," are'
you Drew Donaldson? Well,- f don't
blame 'Tou very much. I hate the whole
cut and dried, planned and schemed,
added and subtracted viewpoint of matri
mony anyhow.
"Stody your husband." If you love him
you-won't have to study him; you'll know
him better than you know yourself. And
lfivfou don't love him all the study In
thg'world won't do a thing but make you
see every fault he has and think it's
twice as big as it really la.
B7 WINIFRED BLACK. ,
What is there so very mysterious about
husband?- He's Just a man, Isn't he-
good hearted, quick tempered, unreason
able, extravagant fellow perhaps but a
man for all that? The very man you
fell n love with at your friend's wedding,
and he hasn't changed a bit.
nave you 7 .Are you just the aame
sweet tempered, quick wltted, big minded
girl you were when you made him like
you by admiring the other girl's frock,
or have you narrowed down into some
thing so small and so narrow minded
that the most amiable creature in the
world couldn't keep in love with you If
he tried with all his might?
Are you as fond of him as you used
to be when you couldn't hear his voice
without a thrill of delight, or do you
Just look, upon blm as a good person to
pay your bills and that's about all?
"It must be a sorry love that needs to
go to school after marriage," you think,
little woman, who's tired of being told to
"study your husband," when nobody tells
your husband to study you. No, I can't
agree with you there.
Life Is a school, every minute of It.
We begin in the kindergarten and we
keep right on through the first grades.
where we learn to tell the letters. How
many times did you cry yourself to sleep,
little woman, before you learned that
a-b spells ab, and not the r.ame of some-'
thing great and good that was to come to
you without study?
Seoond grade up, where you find out
about figures. Odd things, figures. They
are so stubborn and so hopelessly matter
of fact. They don't care how pretty you
are, or how good your hearing Is. What
they want to know is how much Is two
and two, and If you don't add two and
two right there's trouble for you.
Fourth grade geography-How big the
world is and what an astonishing num
ber of places there are, "bounded on
the north by this" and "on the south by
that," and they keep right on being
bounded, too, by, the same things, though
you can't remember their names to save
your Ufa. '
Eighth grade-Big girl now, aren't you?
Hair In a braid, dresses getting longer;
but the same old facts waiting for you
around the new corner-only they wear
different clothes. Algebra now Instead
of the multiplication table, the history
or England instead of the history of the
united States.
High school sororities College, and at
last the great degree, graduated with
honor or without, aa you have choaen to
have It.
All a school, all a school the whole of
life and marriage Is Just one grade in
It, the hardest grade of all, some say?
and some go through It without' st mo
ment of Joy and trust and loving kind
ness. It depends so much upon the rea-
Warren always ignored any such com
ments; they irritated rather than pleased
him. And now he said curtly:
,'1 want to go down and see tf there's
any mall." " ('
He guided her down to the saloon deck.
to what seemed like a regular hotel office,
with two clerks assorting the malls.
"Curtle W. E. Curtis," said Warren
briefly.
"Oh, dear, did you know we would get
so many?" whispered Helen delightedly,
as the clerk handed out a number of let
ters and postcards. "And there are two
telegrams!1" ' '--
:Warren tore one of them open and she
read It over his shoulder. '
"Pleasant voyage. Don't hit an ice
berg. Mr.' and' Mrs. L. E. Stevens."
' "The Stevenses!, Wasn't that nice of
them?'" "exclaimed Helen, as he tore open
the- other. s '
"Best wishes for a pleasant trip and
safe return. J. R. CURTIS."
"Your father! That was very thought
ful," murmured Helen, although at heart
she felt rather indignant that none of his
people had come to see them off.
A sudden blast of a horn! A long, deep
whistle. Then a faint throbbing of ma
chinery and a curious, trembling shudder
of the ship- (
Warren thrust the unopened letters into
his pocket and grasped Helen's arm.
"Here-over this way. ".. We want to
see her put out."
But, the crowd was so great they could
not get near the railing on that deck.
and he hurried her to the one above.
"Oh, how wonderful," cried Helen, as
she caught the first glimpse of the cheer
ing mob below. For by this time they
were opposite the open end of the pier
to which the crowd had . rushed. .. There
were hundreds of upturned faces, and
the mass was alive with waving hand
kerchiefs, hats and flags.
The band was playing a lively march,
and the five decks of passengers were
waving back their farewell. Helen was
thrill with It all. and as she clung to
Warren's arm her eyes were wet with
tears.
Perhaps there was something In the
scene that stirred Warren also, for be
drew her a little nearer to him.
When she turned and looked out over
he harbor, past the Statue of Libertv
the , sun-Ut waves beyond. ; Helen
thought of the great ocean, that lay be
forefore them and wondered if this trip
might not bring them closer than they
had ever been.
To be alone together in a strange coun-try-what
possibilities of nearness and
companionship might that not hold?
July Astronomical Happenings
The sun enters Leo on July S2. It rises
on July L 15 and 81 at 4:M. 8:06 and 6:1,
and sets at 7:69, 7.M and 7.41, the lengths
of the days being therefore, tf hours, I
minutes; 14 hours, 49 minutes, and 14
hours, 22 minutes, a decrease Of 41 minutes
during the month. The sun is H minutes
slow1 on the first, and Vi minutes on the
last. .
Although Mercury reaches an elonga
tion of 27 degrees west of the sun on
July a, It stands a poor chance of being
seen on account of the long duration of
the twilight
Venus is In superior Conjunction with
the sun on July I and hot visible the
whole month. Mars also can hardly be
picked up In the evening twilight. It sots
at 9:48 p. m. on July , 16. ,
Saturn is morning star and rises on
July 15 at 1:39 , m.
Jupiter Is rutins planet of the month.
It crosses the meridian on July 15 at :08
m. It Is still retrograding, that is.
moving westward among the stars until
the beginning of neit month.
Jupiter Is the largest of the planets
that move about the sun. In fact, it
weighs more than all the other planets
taken together. Its diameter Is eleven
times the earth's and Its bulk Is 1.3V)
times as large. In spite of Its enormous
else, it turns on its axis in less than ten j
hours, so that while a point on the earth's
equator moves 24,000 miles In twenty
four hours, or 1.000 miles an hour, a
point on Jupiter's equator has a speed
of 24,400 miles an hour. The centrifugal
force thus generated Is so great that It
throws clouds on the planet in parallel
lines. These, as welt aa Its four moons,
may be easily seen through even a small
telescope. -
The moon is in last quarter on July 7,
new on July 14, In first quarter on July
20 and full on July 28. It may be useful
to know that all these changes of the
moon occur on Sundays, except that of
the first quarter, which takes place very
late on Saturday, 11:18 p. m. The moon is
In conjunction with Saturn on July 10,
with Mars on July 1 and with Jupiter
on July 23. ' .
' On July 4at about $ p. m the earth
Is at Its greatest distance from the sun,
(4,452,000 miles, that Is, it Is 1.&S5.000 miles
farther away than when at its mean
distance of 92,897.000. On January i it Is
that much nearer. It is In this way that
the extremes of summer heat and winter
cold are wisely tempered for us In the
northern hemisphere by a kind Provi
dence. In the southern hemisphere th
great excess of water produces the same
effect. 1 WILLIAM F. RIGQE.
Crelghton University Observatory,
Omaha, Nebraska.
son you entered that particular grade In his care-free, confident youth as you
and who it Is that sits beside you through love htm now? How many times he has
the term.
Lessons! A dosen a day hard ones,
too, some of them. Lessons In patience,
and trust, and forbearance, and generous
forgiveness, and openhearted confidence.
helped you over a hard place In the day;
how many times he has looked at you
with eyes full of love's comprehension
when all the rest were blind!
Tour mate, yours, the one of all the
and true-hearted love the kind of love world who will stand by you in trouble
that grows brighter when the day Is long- and keep faith with you under the weight
est and when the lessons are hardest to of woe.
learn. Study him. Why. you know his every
Love! Why, you didn't know what it mood by heart, you don't have to learn
meant when you sighed In the moonlight, it anew. But you're In school just the
you and the one who sits with you now
through all the lersons of all the schools
day In and day out. Tou just Imitated
some one you'd seen on the stage or read
same, and will be till time ends for you
in the school together all the long, long
term we love to call life, you and the
man you love, you and the man who
about in a book, but now, why, you know loves you, schoolmates till the long vaca-
that mate of yours.
He's foolish sometimes, Just like you,
sod stubborn, too, just as you are, and j
short-sighted and dull of comprehension
all just as you are and he gets tired
and forgets.
Dear, dear mate, who ever loved him
tlon and then?
Who can help but hope?
u
. Much of a Good Thing"
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Copyright. 1912, National News Assn. ;
By Nell Brinkley
TOO MANY BANANAS.
: I know a little girl, and I bet you know many a little girl like this, who.
wherever you see ber on a landscape, is plum surrounded by Billys, in vari
ous stages of love and Jealousy, spooning and-scrapping, ' glaring at one
another and. the girl, and once In a while there's one of them picks up his
coat and hia doll ragg and goes over the hills and far away and out of th
TOO MANY BEAUX.
game. And once or twice the chap that went over the hille and far away:
was the one of all others the girl I know wanted to have stay. But she waj
trying to handle too big a thing trying to make a sugar pie! And you
know what a mess you'd get there.' Trying to eat all the bananas there are
, Just because she-loves 'em! And I know, what woe there Is in that For
I did It once!
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A Home of Dreams
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By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
"The heart of a girl In spring is the
home of dreams." Meredith Nicholson
"There comes a time to a girl when,
without apparent cause, she likes to go
off by herself, and dream.
It Is not of a lover, her family avers.
because not only does she have none, but
she la too young to have one.
But one doesn't have to have a lover
to dream of one. And one is never too
young to dream.
Those who have known disillusionment,
who have found that the taste at the
bottom of the glass Is bitter, though it
was sweet at the beginning, will say in
some bitterness that "She will soon wake
up."
Perhaps, who knows? Perhaps she may
never wake up. The happiest folks never
do, and some wouldn't wake up if those
I who are bitter through experience didn't
take pains to awaken them.
But because she is happy In her dreams
encourage her to dream. It is all there
Is to life. The dream part. : If a. girl
dreams, she is living a life that is her
ideal. In her dreams she Is knowing
every joy that she has longed for, she
Is realizing every secret ambition. .,
She knows no fear of sorrow. When
that fear reaches her, she will ceate
dreaming.' - -,.
A dream is the magic of youth, - and
those remain young who can dream long
est .'
The real troubles are easier to bear
If one can occasionally slip back Into
dream life where troubles have no ex
istence. -
Because of the dreams troubles be
come vague and shadowy and lose their
vitality. And are soonest forgotten.
"The heart of the girl in spring is the
home of dreams." 1
Don't scoff at the dreamer. Don't tell
I of that alarm clock whose name is
Trouble. 1
Let her dream on. and it will do those
who are older much good If they will
occasionally slip away from things that
have an uncompromising, material exis
tence and embark with ber on the dream
boat ' " '
: For it touches on tha shores of a land -
called Hope. .
A Bachelor's &tfIeotle)M. ,
Playing politics is a higher develop
ment of card sharping, bunko, and past:
I games. ' " .
From all the preparations a man makes
to go fishing two miles away you'd think
I he was starting on a. trip around tin
I world.-Nsw a'ork Press. 4
