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THE BfeB; OMAHA, Fit IDA Y, 7, 1913.
iThere Are No Lions in Turkey, but That Makes no Difference
Drawn for The Bee by "Bud" Fisher
Ella Wheeler Wilcox on
Thirst for Knowledge
Youtli Who Sets Out ,to Become a Solomon Degenerates
Into a Bookworm, with Disgust for Humanity
and Existence Itself
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
In one of the essays oC Tourgcnlcff,
the great' JtusBlan author, ho - tells a
pretty allegory.
Thero was ft magic tree fiom which
three applet might be plucked, and With
the eating of each
applo a wish would
be granted.
Tlio will to applo
gave ltnowledRe
greater than that
of all other men;
tho red applo gavo
enormous riches,
and the yellow
applo gnvo tho
power to bo agree
able; "especially to
aid woman."
A megiclan who
presided 'over this'
told a youth who
;amo to seek his
lid the, qualities of
the three apples.
Tho youth bowed his head and con
sidered a moment.
".Whlph shall I decldo upon?" lio asked
of himself1, h,alf aloud. "Were I too1
wise, life perhapB might disgust me: wore
I 'ilcher than nil other men, they would
envy me; sooner, therefore, I will pluck
ami eat the third, withered atmlel"
ilo did so, and tho old man laughed
with his toothless mouth and said:
"Oh wisest among all youths! You have
chQs'im aright! Whereforo do you need
the white apple? Vou are already wiser
than Solomon. Neither do you want the
fed apjile you Will bo richer without It,
and no one will fcnvy you your wealth."
The story tells us that the youth be
camo afterword known the world over
bh "the great and Illustrious DJaffar."
Tho meaning of tho allegory Is plain,
rhc man who sets out In his youth, bent
upon becoming tho most learned of men,
usually degenerates Into a more book
ivorm and forgets the simple enjoyments
of llfo and the small courtesies and pleas
urea which keep him In touch with his
fellowmen; ho becomes confused with tha
conflicting Ideas of many minds gathered
ft, cm various philosophies and ends with
a. OlSgUst for humanity and existence
tsolf.
By the time ho reaches tho afternoon
of life ho has lost the power to receive
div give happiness.
lie Is, simply a walking encyclopedia
of other people's ideas and doings. The
man who .sets forth on a search for riches
becomes a foe to his best friends and
leaves a- trail of hatred and sorrow in
his path.
The old familiar phrase, "Business and
friendship aro separate affairs," leaves
him bankrupt In friendship, while pros
(verous in a financial way. And In place
J
of the affection of hts fellowmen he re
ceives only envy and ill will.
But he who sets out with tho desire to
be agreeable and to win the friendship o:
(its fellows Is Indeed both wise and rich.
Tho young man who knows how to
make himself agreeable to otd ladles lb
a man who must possess some -commendable
qualities. t
He must be sympathetic, tactful, un
selfish, considerate and polite.
Tho cold, brusque, selfish, Inconsiderate
and ill-mannered man could never find
favor with old ladles, though he might,
If he possessed knowledge or wealth or
IK)sltlon, pass muster with men and with
young women.
But old women would have none of him.
Therefore, to be favored with the
friendship of women on the snnset slope
of life moans- the acquirement of the
worthier qualities.
It Is not a difficult matter for a younjt
man to. malco himself agreeable to young
women.
The effort brings Its own reward, even
If ho falls.
To seo and hear and watch feminine
youth Is a pleasing occupation. To bo
entertaining to old ladles Is quite an
other matter,
There aro few beautiful old women;
there are few really entertaining opes;
for It Is tho habit of age to think little
of the present generation and to dwell
muoh upon things and people departed,
and - to cavil at present-day customs,
fashions and ideas:
The young man who knows how to ad
just himself to such companionship and
tc win favor in the eyes of such asso
ciates iii indeed one who has eaten of the
yellow apple, and ho will makq his way in
the world without great education or
wealth. .
f The Invitation to
Pneumonia
-.J
ny LILLIAN LAUFISHTY.
The sun Is brightly shining; 'tis almost
like spring weather.
I'm going out what shall I wear? Gray
straw and gourah feather?
Of course 'tis rather chilly I'll need my
sable coat.
No not that walst-the chiffon blouso
comes higher at my throat.
Of course my pomps do you suppose
I'd wear those old high shoes?
And gray silk stocklngBfind mq now
the thinnest you can choose.
My costumo lacks to bo cqmplete by veil
of shadow lace
I simply would not dare to risk the wind
a-blowlng on my face.
I'm always most particular In winter
what I wear,
And yet I take, such awful colds In
spite of all my care.
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By DOROTHY DIX.
Have 'ou been to seo "The Good
Little Devil?"
If you haven't you, are missing one of
the treats of a lifetime, for "The Good
Little Devil" Is a blessed Imp that lures
you away from tho
work-a-day world,
with nil Its cares
and sorrows and
worries back Into
tho enchnnted land
of mail e-belleve.
whore all the white
and beautiful things
arc, and' whore the
fairies come to
dance at night, and
may bet Been If you
watch close enough.
It Is a wonder
ful play. It Js
eternal y o u t h
clutching at the
skirts of this stren
uous llfo of ours,
and dragging us
again.
Have you thought, ph weary men and
women, weighted down with heavy bur
dens and grown cynical with the dis
illusionment of hitter experiences, that
thft "little people" werq all gone,, and
thero were no more ogres to eat up bad
little boys, and that the wand of en
chantment waB broken? Go to seo "Tho
Good Little Devil," and find out how
badly you arc mistaken.
Go and hear tho fairies coo as they
come to comfort the lonely little boy,
whose mother Is dead, as he slepps In
his garret after having been put to bed
without nny suppeY. Go and hiss the
Wicked aunt, and thp cruel schoolmaster,
who kept the Big Black school. Go and
love little blind Juliet In her garden,
where all the flowers nod at her ap
proach, and the animals whisper their
secrets to her.
You think you are too old for that Mini
of thing? Not a bit of it. I swear th '.a
was not a soul In the whole Belaaci
theater tho night that I saw "The l'M
Little Devil" that was more than KVyea.o
old. To be sure, Home of them had hah
that was grilled and gray, but childhood
looked out of their eyes, and they nai
gone back to tho hour of bedtime itorlei.
when nurslo holds your hand and tdli
you tales of good fairies that soften hard
old hearts, and of children who come
Into wondrous fortunes, If only they aio
sweet and kind and obedient to their
elders.
"The Good Llttlo Devil" Is not to be
judged by the standard set up for other
plays. It Is a fairy play for grownups,
and It Is to be listened to with tho hca.t
rather than the head. The main charac
ters in it aro a poet, who performs u
poet's mission in llfo by telling us what
It Is all about, and a wicked old aunt
called Mrs. MacMJche, who U a sort of
ogress, and Charles MacLance, the Gool
Little Devil, and the principals of the
big black school who are called Old Nick,
Jr., and Old Nick, sr., the Little Whit?
Bur.bonnet. who loves the poet and wh m
tho poet lovfts, and Juliet, the blind girl,
who Is the little sweetheart of the Good
Little Devil. And of' course the' fairies.
Mrs. MacMlcho Is a wicked old" aunt
who starves and beats Charles anJ
hordes the money that his guardian pays
her for his support. She is desperate'
afraid of the fairies, as all ogresses ar
you know, and she sends Charles away
to tha big black school because the it
afraid of the fairies who come to vljlt
him, and comfort him at night when ho
lies weeping in his bed In the attic b
cause he has no mother. She's a fear;
some old lady and when she wants to
put an awful curse on you she says,
"gupbrymumps." In a way that makes u
cold chill run down your spine, no matter
how old you are, nor how familiar you
are with Ibsen.
Charles Is sent off to the Big Black
School, where he Is treated very cruelly
and kept away from his llttlo blind
Juliet, who would be very loncely in
her garden If it wasn't for a squirrel that
comes out of a. hole In a tree and chatts
with her In the most sociable manner,
and the deer, Wlldheart, who hangs over
the garden fence and gossips, ' and the
rabbits and rats and other animals who
talk entertalngly to her.
Finally Charles escapes from his
prison and comes to see Juliet, bringing
with him all the other boys without
mothers who are prisoners in the Big
Black school. They have a gay hour In
Juliet's garden before they are pursued
and captured by the wicked mint and
the crude schoolmasters, and then. Just
as Charles Is about to be taken off and
locked up In 'the cellar with the rats,
the lawyer from London comes and tells
him that ba I Iird Colllnrton of Pilrov
Don't Be a Guinea Hen
Ily WINJKKKl) HLAOC.
Dear me! Dear mo! Dear met What a
fuss over nothing at all!
go father comes right Into the pallor
and visits with your friends and talks
tn daughter's company, too, aild makes
Jokes, nnd you're
so nshamed of him
you don't know
I what to do, and he
I serins to think lie's
perfectly welcome.
and whatever shall
you do about It?
"Perfectly wel
come'' in his own
homo! Where on
earth do you want
him to find a wel
come, If not thero?
Who pays tho
rent for that "home,
pray1 tell, and who
setilvs the electric
light bill, and who
cemfy rhnlra and
should like to know?
For whom did he buy them, and why
did he buy thcm7
. To be turned jjut of his own rooms
whenever aomqbjfdy happens.' tx cntnr to
pay a fugitive call? -. V k fcti.
' What'ri:(tlb matter 'with. fupidrY ,1 .
'Not a single thing 'as far-n's I can ec,
but something very sprloUs In tho matter
with mother land" daughter! too, If your
slrangn letter Is any criterion, Why
should you want, to shut him out of all
the fun Just because he supports you?
You' wero glarf enough to si'o him com
ing, up tho steps when you weren't mar
ried to him what lias changed him' so in
your eyes now? ' '
Are you one of those women who think
their husbands arc Just conveniences, Just
thoso to pay thp bills, and that's about
all7 ' .
What Is husband getting out of 'It all
anyhow?
A re .you such, u fascinator that Just one
glanco from your bright eyes Is supposed
bought thore very
that cor.y tabic, I
to recompense him for slaving all day at
the office Just to get the money to buy
you new spring clothes and array daugh
ter llko one of Holomon's lilies?
Father earns his right to that house-
do you?
What has daughter over done to glads
den the earth7
II6w do you know daughter's friends
make fun of fathor?
If she was any kind of a daughter they
wculdriH bo her friends very long1 after
she found out that they did it.
Ashamed of your husband, apologizing
for him to your grand friends? How
grand aro they anyhow, those friends?
I wish father would take that daughter
of yours and give her a good old-faah-Icned
spanking. That's whst sho seems
to nocd. I hope he'll get tired of being
shoved Into tho background every time a
stranger comes to spend the evening, and
will go out nnd find some friends of his
ow and fill your mean, stingy, grudging,
criticising, spiteful houso bo full of them
that thero won't be room for a single
supercilious, mean-spirited "superior" per
son Inside tho doors, and that's what I
hope.
. For better, for worse; for richer, for
poorer that's what you said when you
married this man, and now, Just becauoe
iftiu tfnrk sdmo of your fine, rew friends
nin'ko fun' of him you are rtady to turn
your silly back on him, and you aro
teaching the man's' 6wn child to make
fun of him, too.
Well! Well! You aren't a woman, really?
you are a guinea hen didn't you ever see
a guinea hen?
Don't' bo' a' guinea, hen, whatever yovi
do, my friend, please don't. "The Idea!
Tho very Idea! Why, the Very idea'"
What a silly thing to say ovoc and ovnr
about an honest, decent, kindly man who
doesn't happen to carry his handkerchief
In his slcovo or do somo other thing that
U the fad Just now among your "crltlcil
friends."
"Tho Idea! The very idea!" That'a
What I think myself whenever I think of
you and your sort.
MARY I'lCKFOItD, WHOSE BHAl'TY AND CLKViSU WORK IN "TUB OOOD
LITTLE D13VIL" ADDS GREATLY TO ITH HOLD ON THE PUBLIC.
and enormously rich and bears him off
to Buckingham palace, where tho king
and queen await him.
Many years go by, and tho wicked old
aunt, who has found out that Charles's
fairies nre good fairies, and who has
grown repentant and humble, Is about
to die, and sends for him. Ho comes with
his fine friends and Is very supercilious
and haughty. And the fairies have de
serted him. He haan't seen them for
years and years. He snubs all of his old
friends and will have nothing to say to
patient Juliet, and Is about to go away
to be married to a grand lady when tho
spirit of his youtli, tho llttlo Charles that
was, comes to him.
And the scales fall from his eyes nnd
he sees the beauty of simple things and
known tho value of faithful love, and tho
fairies come back, and he and Juliet get
married and llvo happily ever after.
Isn't that tho loveliest story you ever
heard In twenty or thirty, or heaven
knows how many years? ' Isn't it better
than all tho problem plays that leave a
bad taste in your mouth and send you
away In a dark green melancholy, ponder
ing over this snarl that wo cull Fato?
Isn't It worth whllo to leavo tho heart
In tho waters of youth, oven for a couple
of hours at tho theater? And that's what
"Tho Good Llttlo Devil" dpes It's a
through ticket hack homo to childhood.
jim us more, us a poem ana a
prcaohment, for It teaches us that tho
good, fairies of life aro no close to us
that wo can reach out our hands and
touch them If wn will, and that their
names aro gentlo thoughts and kind
deeda nnd dully courage In living and
the giving of happiness to others,
And also It teaches us to be very kind
to llttlo children, who aro so fragile and
nnd so helpless, und to those grown tip
childron, who nro so pathetic because
they are novcr big enough and strong
(iiolgh to fight their own battles.
Go to see "Tho Good Llttlo Dovll." It's
a fairy play for children und for grown
ups. It will ennhant every child and grip
the heart of every man and woman. It
U tho voice of youtli calling to us: "Como
back nnd be a boy and girl again."
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