THE BEE: OMAHA, SATURDAY, JULY 20, 1912.
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Great Minds All Run in the Same Channel
Drawn for The Bee by "Bud" Fisher
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Married Life the Third Year
,Waxren Scolds Helen for: Forgetting, but Leaves His
. , ,', Watch under the Pillow.
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By MABEL HERBERT URNER. ,
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, "N6v you'd better go' down and' get
feverything' packed up tonight You won't
have any time-in the morning. - We'll
be at Fymouth by 6."
"At 5?'' Helen
turned. , -from the
railing 'Where ahe
was watching the
faint' glimmer of a
'distant light house
the first , sign of
land. "Why. War
ren, they won't put
:tis off that early?"
"They'll put" us off
whenever. . We. . get
there.' I told .you
they weren't : going
to dock. We're to be
put off on a tender
, the ship, don't dock,
(until it gets to Hamburg."-
"A -tender is that
the small boat which
'comes to meeet us? '
"That's it.- Now you hustle- down and
get things into shape. J' ft have a smoke
and be down a little later."
It Was the last night' of the voyage,
and' Helen longed to stay up on decK.
Everyone -was standing awrUnd-watehing
!the far off light and talking of the ex
treme 'southern course the ship had
taken to avoid the icebergs, and the
time they' had lost:
They all seemed imbued with the rest
less anticipation that' (comes with the
sighting of land. Only the few London
passengers were getting off at Plymouth,
but those booked through to Hamburg
were 'equally excited.
Reluctantly Helen went down to the
Btateroom to "pack up." She knew' War-1
ren's ';smoke" would end in a game of
whist In' the smoking room, where he
spent most of his time during the trip.
iBufshe had hoped that this last night
'they would, spend on the deck together.
Because of the small stateroom, she
'had trie not to unpack many things,
but one article after another had been
needed during the trip, and now she
found the repacking no small task.
It wag. after 11 o'clock when, .at last,
I she was through, .bathed, and In her
berth. But Warren had . not yet come
iflown-and he still had his things to pack.
She would gladly-have done it for him.
but he would never let her. 8ald he could
never And things when she put them In.
At. ' length there was a heavy step
down; the passageway, and he threw open
the stateroom door, . ;
"All through T as be began to take off
his collar. -.' I
"Why, yes, dear, almost an hour ago.
It's nearly 13 o'clock, isn't it? You know
, you've everything to pack, and ' those
steamer rugs to strap up?"
"Now, don't you worry about me. I'll
have plenty of time for all I've got to
do. , I told that steward to rout me out
at 4 o'clock." .... . . . ,
"But dear," as he was rapidly mak
ing ready for bed, "you're not going to
leave everything till morning and you'll
have to shave, too?" '
"Look here you'e ready, aren't you?
Well see that you are and don't go off
forgetting half your things. I'll attend "to
mine; ' ' -' '
And he turned out the light and climbed
heavily Into the upper berth.' - '
It ssemed to Helen that she had hardly
fallen- asleep when the steward pounded
lourly on the door. . . . , ,
"Bath ready, sir. Pour o'clock."
While. Hellen was dressing and before
Warren came back, from his bath, an
other steward knocked at the door.
"Luggage ready for Plymouth, m-am?"
Helen opened the. door and pointed to
her steamer trunk and bag. "These are
ready-But Mr. Curtis hasen't quite fin.
ished packing yet"
"He'll have to hurry, m'am,' as he
dragged hers out ."Almost all the .lug
gage Is off now." r.
"Oh, is the tender ' here already,"
anxiously. , .
"She's been here for an hour. She's
'round on t'other Side." :
"Oh, "Warren, you'll have to hurry,"
was Helen's ' excited greeting when he
came from the bath. "The ' tender's
here already and they're putting on the
baggage." . , ',.
Warren grunted something under his
breath, but he began to hurry.
"Can't I help you? Isn't there any
thing J can do?" ".. :
"Yes Just- get out and let me have
what- room there Is."
Helen gathered up her hat and veil
and went out into the passage to put
them on. .She could hear Warren mov
ing hastily about
"Luggage ready, ma'am?" It was the
chief steward this time. .
"I-I think so," she faltered, and he
knocked at the. state room.-
"Luggage read, 'sir? Everybody's on
now, sir. She's ready to pull off."
The words struck terror to Helesn,' but
Warren threw, open the door with a
rough:
"Well, if you put . people off at this
outlandish hour you'll have to wait till
they get ready. - Here, you can take this
trunk." f v ' ' ' ' v. -'
Through the open door Helen could see
Warren thrusting things into his ; suit
case with more haste than she had ever
seen him exert. His hat was on the
back '' of his head and he was unmis
takably worried. She longed to go -in
and help htm, but feared he would only
roar at her to keep out of the way.
Suddenly . he called. . .
"Where's that shawl strap?"
"Why, isn't it ' tfiere?" rushing in to
find him struggling with the big roll of
steamer .rugs and. coats and looking des
perate) yabout for the shawl strap.
"Where'd you put it?" he shouted. .
"Why,, dear, I didn't see it; you un
rolled ' the rtfgs." '
; "Yea, and I put it right there on top
of that wardrobe." :i
' Now the second officer cam6 to the
'or to find" BUT, wbaTwaa . the" trouble,
and. to. say the, captain, could hold the
tender only three minutes longer.
Helen climbed up on the berth to look
on top "of the wArdrobe, but only a life
preserver was there, .... In the meantime
Warren was ringing wildly for the state
room steward swearing under his breath.
" Hire; ,f tie chief "steward., appeared again
at the door. ' 1 They're . waiting, sir. The
captain says they'll have to put off in a
moment." '" ' ' ' ' '
' "Well, they'll not go without us! We're
booked for London, and they've got to
land Us here. It's the line's fault for
putting passengers off at this Indecent
hour.-. Here, you!" as the stateroom
steward rushed Up. "We put a shawl
strap on top of that wardrobe chat' did
you do with it?"
"Sorry; sir; .didn't see It, slr,,r and he
began a hurried search, ,
Now they were all searching-'Helen,
Warren, the room steward and the chief
steward. At any other time it would
struck Helen as irrlsistibly funny these
four people falling over each other in
their frantic search for a shawl strap in
that tiny Btateroom.
"He'll hold -ber till we get on," almost
shouted Warren, "or I'll raise a row at
your London office that your - whole
blame line will hear from!" Then to the
room steward, "Get a rope' and rope up
thoM rugs! No use looking for that
strap!"
The steward dashed out for a rope,
and in a second two of them were on
tleir knees tying up, the rugs. The chief
steward, caught up the rest of the hand
baggage, and fairly swept them down to
the tender. ' '
Although only a few of the passengers
were landing at Plymouth, many of the
others were up to see them off. And
now as Helen hurried on, she flushed
hotly under the many disapproving eyes,
All these people knew It was for them
that the boat had been kept waiting.
. Already the sailors were pulling up the
ropes in a moment they would be off.
There was a heavy morning mist which
obscured the shore and even the masts
of the big ship that still loomed up be
side them. ,
Just as it began to put off a shout of
"Hold!" went up from the deck, and
Warren's stateroom steward came rush
ing down to the railing. .
., "lt;s for Mr. Curtis-Mr. Curtis!" he
cried, as he leaned far over and gave,.
something to one of the tender officers
Just as they swung away.
Everyone turned to look at Warren as
the officer handed It to him. Helen
caught the glint of gold It was his
watch. . ,
Quickly Warren, slipped it into his
pocket, but not . before they bad all
seen or guessed what it was. There was
a general laugh, - in which he .was
forced to Join, as he waved back his
thanks 'o- the steward.
"Your watch!" cried Helen untactfully.
"Oh. where did you leave it?".
"Under the pillow, I suppose," he snap
ped. "Now you'll have something to
harp on for the next six months." -"
"Why, Warren, you know I. never did
harp ' on anything. Only you were so
hurried. If you only had packed last
night and '
'Packed your grandmother. It was
that infernal shawl strap that madethe
trouble. If you hadn't bidden it away
in one of your 'stsalghtenlng up' manias
we'd been al'. right. Where'd you put
the blamed thing-thaf what i want to
know?'
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The Making of a Pretty Girl
The Miss Who Thinks
By MARGARET HUBBARD AYER.
"Dear Miss Ayer: I am a girl of 18
years, and am considered attractive look
ing, but I am so discouraged because it
seems impossible for me to be even or
dinary entertaining in society. I can't
-remember , people's names . or fanes, un
less I have seen them often, and this
makes me so embarrassed that I am just
stupid. Also I never have anything to
say in conversation. Do you know of any
way that " I could learn . to remember
names and faces, and is there any book
1 can get that would tell about the art
of conversing?" SENSITIVE.
Poor Sensitive! Tou are one -of many
who would like to -learn the complete
art of polite and witty conversation In
ten lessons. There is nothing more dis
comforting In the world than. to be an
attractive looking young girl and to real
ize that one becomes tongue-tied the
moment one is expected to entertain a
guest. i
A great many girls acquire the gift of
cab at an early age. and thereafter never
stop long enough to give the'r unfor
tunate families time to recover, so that
really, by dear Sensitive, you are lucky
in one way, for nobody will wish to run
away from you because of your chatter
ing tongue. Of course, you are suffering
agony because you never know what topic
of conversation to begin on, and when
you look Into the face of a stranger who
has just been Introduced your mind at
once becomes a blank. But really, 11
might be worse. Until you find your
tongue and become an easy conversa
tionalist, you might practice being a
good listener. If the guests you want to
entertain are men you will find that
listening Is more profitable than speech.
Few women are attentive listeners, and
nothing is so flattering and so courteous
as the attitude of the good listener.
Cultivate the art of listening, and at
the same time make little mental notes
of questions which arise . In your mind,
and which will keep the one-sided con
versation going In cane the speaker should
subside. . .
The reason most women and almost all
girls are poor conversationalists Is that
they can't keep their minds on the sub.
Ject in hand. '
The average girl talks about one thing
and thinks about another, and the con
versation soon lags-
To be entertaining and bright requires
concentration of mind and effort.
Tou can't converse intelligently on gen
eral topics and keep thinking about your
self; how you look and what impression
you are making. The self-conscious girl
Is never good at entertaining others be-
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(S hYX'j CONVERSATIONISTS IS BECAUSE
cause she Is so busy worrying about her
self. ';
I can tell you how two young women
succeeded In making excetlent and en
tertalnlng talkers of themselves, and this
may give you a pointer to help you In the
difficult art of conversation.
. These two girls were about 18 years of
age, and they were the daughter and
niece of a widower who was. very fond of
entertaining and looked to his two girls
to play the part of hostesses. They had
to meet atrarasere, both men and women,
and were always at a loss for a subject
to talk about after they had exhausted
the toplo of the weather.
A dinner had been planned to which a
number of boresome people were In
vited, and the two girls realised that
there would be no conversation at the
table unless It was supplied by them,
so they deliberately set about to read
up Jokes and anecdotes, . selecting such
at would be more or less appropriate to
the occasion and the guests invited.
They wrote out bits of conversation that
would lead up to those ancedotes. They
learned this conversation and the anec
dotes by heart, and when the much
dreaded entertainment took place they
surprised their guests and themselves by
their brilliant and almost spectacular dis
play of wit and anecdote.
In that one evening they achieved a
reputation for cleverness which they
were forced to live up to and they read
-up and learned by heart all the witty
stories and jokes which they could get
hold of. The knowledge that they could
be entertaining soon made them self-possessed
enough to bring out shy and re
tiring guets and lead them on to
talk on Interesting subjects. The girls
made a rule never to -gossip, never to
talk about themselves, never to say a
mean or unkind thing about anyone else;
when all topics failed they told one of
their carefully prepared stories, and
they are now two of the most popular
women I have ever known. .
As to "Sensitive's" other request that
has to do with the training of memory,
and while there are several excellent
memory schools, the cultivation of mem
ory if founded on attention and" concen
tration. You should be able to develop
your own memory, first by closer poser
vation, and then by ."willing" yourself
to restrain the impressions your mind has
received. '
When you meet a new face observe
that face carefully and note Us charao
terlstio points and store them away Jn
your mind. Probably you are not a
good observer anyhow. Go Into a strange
room, glance around, come out and see If
you are able to describe accurately most
fit the things you have seen. Practice
looking Into shop windows, for instance,
then turn away after about half a minute
and see how much your memory retains
of what you have looked at' Tou can
I Little Bobbie's Pa
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By WILLIAM P. KIRK. ', ':
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Husband, sed Ma last nlte, we are go-i.r
Ing to have sum cumpany' tonlter A "
trend of my bruther. naimed ' Frank
Ware, Is going to bring up t editor tot;
the house. Mister. , ; .. i'
Tom Donnelly of
Watervllle, Me. He .
Is . the , editor pf the
Watervllle Sentinel,
sed Ma, it the mlnnlt
my brother told me
he was a newspaper,
man I thought you
wud tike to meet
him.
Indeed I wud, sed
Pa. . I have grown
grate of late,. Pa
sed to Ma. but I
often think that the
reely gratost days
of my life was when
I was the editor of , '
th 1hlnnw Valla TTavaM. Tn .thirf '
days, sed Fa, I bud rite, what X wantee,,,,
to and rite it any way I wanted to. J.
often like to set now & look oaver thenf
editorials that I used to rite, about the
County Board,, sed Pa. . i ,
I dldent know you then, sed Mai buUtf
from what you have shown me atace.
I have known you I doant Imagine you.
even roasted the County Board or anjr-X
other board very hard. - ,
I newer. roasted them..ed Pa,. I'wjjj"
always fair wen I was a country editor, ft
What did the County Board hand yoilj'
In return? sed Ma. I'll bet you they ,
gave you the county printing. h
You bet they , did. sed Pa., ft I do not
blush to confess It.; I wasent a country
editor for my health. Maybe I will .be;',
able to give Mister Donnelly sum polnt-",
era wen he calls on me.
Jest then Mister Donnelly Misted"
Ware oame in. I knew the minnit I seen
them that Pa cuddent give them vary' J
many pointers, may uoam iuucu iro
smart. I guess Pa thought the salm r
thing, but he had to bluff a llttel beekaua
Ma was looking at him all the time 'ft'
Ma Is of ful, hard to fool. ' ., .wr
How do you do. young man? sed Pa.
to Mister Donnelly. I am vary glad to"'':
welcum you ft yur trend Ware to fny.',;
noma. ,i am always giao.,io mmgie m,,.
mind with other yung, brite minds, Pa.'M
sed. My wife tells me that you are ron-iw'
nlng a newspaper up In Maine. .
Yes, sir, sed Mister Donnelly. I im
doing vary well for a yung chap. Water-' .
Ville is a pritty town, ft thare is a lot of?'
swell peepul thare. , -, t. -i.f
I alwaya like to meet yung editors, sej .
Pa. I was a yung editor onst myself. I i
am always glad, therefore, to extend l3'
helping hand to a younger member of r
newspaperdom. Pa led. .
Thank you very much, sed Mister Xon-:Jj-nelly,
but I doant think I will need any.'.,
help. I calm here to visit for a lew. A
moments ft then I will have to be on my -
way.-1 wish you cud cum up in Maine' .:
ft bring the wife ft the kid, he sed.
I mite do it at that, sed Pa. I cud.,:
spend a few weeks thare ft wile I waa'-.
thare I cud help you out a lot by:'
ritelng sum clever things for you.' :
I am afrade thare Is no opening on
our staff, sed Mister Donnelly. Times is
tight now ft I can rite all the stuff that t i
our paper needs. , ' .; ; - ,
Then Pa got kind of red in' the face 1
bekaus he heard Ma lafflng. Ma had
seen Mister Donnelly wink at Mister
Ware. Pa lsent used to glttlng turned"'
down by a editor ft that is why he got";'
red. . '"; ' " '.' r
After the cumpany ?iad went Pa sed-,-'
to Ma, wife, I like that yung editor &J
wud like to help him. ' "
The way he looks to ine, sed Ma, I;
guess he can help hlsself. -'.,
develop your memory tor things and;
faces In this way.
i As to memory for names,- you can,
strengthen that, first, by associating the
name with some Impression or Idea which;
you can link with it in your mind. If, r
you cannot do It any other way, writ
down the name of each new person whonf
you meet, with the description of thai
person, some special characteristic you.,.1
have observed, and, )f possible, any ideas;
about the occupation , and Interests of
your new acquaintance. '
Many a society woman famous for he :
wonderful memory for names and facer
keeps such a book, and one of our most,
famous presidential candidates kept, . -
card Index of. all the people that he knew
their interests, hobbles, etc., tabulated ac c
cording to towns. During the campaign'
ne a come to some nine "jumping-orr-; -
place and, bavins carefully looked up his
acquaintances In that town, he would cla"v :
them joyfully on the back and tnquir'
minutely about their affairs, displaying J
marvelous knowledge of their family hisK
tory. His popularity waa astonishing, andj.4
his secretary never waa v without 'the"
famous card Index, - . , j ,
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