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The Lookout
Advice to the Superstitious
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright, 1S13, International News Service.
By ADA PATTERSON.
HlKh above the sand ot the beach stands
what resembles a cabin on stilts. Within
this cabin .open nt every side for unob
structed view In every direction, a man
Bits crosslegged as
a Turk during his jwmmmmmmmm
smoking hour,
llrown faced, stal
wart, red legged,
keened eyed In this
man. You might
think him a bather
ri sting up aloft
wl.llo he watches
the antics of other
lathers, unless you
happen to noto the
trnseness of his
bronze features and
the straining of his
eves fnr out at sea.
The anxious eyes
sweep the beach
from end to end.
note the crowded hundreds of bathers and
rest longest on the dark spots farthest
out at sea, bobbing as corks on the waves.
At lost a hoarse warning cry breaks
from him. "The lifeboat!" ho calls, and
rren slip the long white craft that has
been reeling on the beach Into the waler.
One of the bronied men lounging In bath
ing costume on the beach springs Into
the water's place, and the man you havo
been watching Is down with a bound. He
leaps Into the llfo boat and Is off to the
spot whero a second before he has seen
three spots appear where one had been.
Two arms ha'd been flung upward and
they and the head had sunk.
It may bo ten minutes. H may be a
half hour before the man comes back.
Water drips from his brown arms. Ttmro's
a gash on his powerful red leg, where
It had been brushed by the boat as he
went down Into the mystery ot the green
waves. Hut there's something resting In
tho bottom of the boat. It leans against
his kneo. It Is very pale and Its eyes
are closed. Ho lifts It from (he boat and
carries It to the little hospital where a
nurse waits to complete the work he has
begun. You see the figure n. little lator,
flushed now and frightened and a bit'
ashamed still wearing her bathing suit,
she makes her way with a curious fol
lowing, to the figure up aloft In the little
cabin on stilts.
"I thank you," aho called up to him,
"for saving my life."
He looks down at her composedly and
answers. "That'll all right. Better not go
out so far."
Ills eyes strain out again to sea.
"Tho lookout," says the crowd and dis
perses again, breaking Into little groups
and quickly forgetting that It has wit
nessed a rescue, that a life has been
saved.
While wo rest and doze on our deck
chairs on a transatlantic! etcamer a man
stands as far at the front of the boat as
he can go and he to strains his eyes to
sea. He is looktng for -derelicts, wreck
age that drifting, aimlessly and valueless,
can yet Injure a vessel, plowing Its de-J
termtned way through the sea. If he Is
near the shore he looks for rocks.
The trained, straining eyes, may see the
Jagged edges of these rocks cutting the
water, or they may see them beneath thr
surface where we see only the lapping,
laughing waves. In ft fog he may see a
far wreathlike shape that In a few min
utes will resolve Itself Into a steamer or
an Iceberg, where he had discerned a
gray enveloping mist,
He, too. Is a lookout. Ills face Is tan
ned by the wind. Ills eyes are used to
looktng long distances and seeing what
others untrained and careless do not, and
the ship would not bo safe for a sixtieth
ot an hour were It not for him and such
as he.
How grave are their faces, how thought'
ful the eyes, how warning the hands of
tho lookouts who sit at the edge of the
sea, or who cross in with us. They ore
those who know and who would save us
from dangers that Impend and at which
we, being Ignorant, laugh.
There are lookouts sitting on the shore
of humanity's sea, straining their eyes
for the bobbing heads far out on the
wavort. Wo call them reformers and wo
are liable to smile at their earnestness.
But there la a greaddeal for them to do
and the man or Woman with a great
deal to do has little time for Jest and
sees tragedy where we, with careless
vision, see only gayety,
They see bathers cresting the little small
-waves, laughing carefree, heedless, but
the lookout sees what the bather does not,
a grt-.it engulfing wave rearing Its black
head, towering mountainous above tho
swimmer. Tho little waves have been
casual Interests, passing faults, but that
great towering, engulfing wave Is a su
preme emotion, a dominant passion, a
purpose that will sweep us from our feet,
will carry us far out to sea, will perhaps
drown us in its black embrace. That Is
what the lookout sees. That Is why his
hcaree cry rings out iThe lifeboat; the
lifeboat!"
1
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Darken Gray Hair
Krinjc hark color, gloss and thickness
with Grandma's recipe of Kage '
and Sulphur.
Common garden sage brewed. Into a
heavy tea, with sulphur snd alcohol
addejl, will turn gruy, streaked and faded
hair beautlfirHy dark and luxuriant; re
move every bit of dandruff, stop scalp
itrhlng and falling hair. Mixing the Rage
Tea and Bulphur recipe at home, though,
is troublesome. An easier way Is to get
the ready-to-use tonic, costing about CO
cents a large bottle, mt drug stores,
known as Wyeth's Sage and Sulphur
Hair Remedy,? thus avoiding a lot ot
ma
While wispy, gray, faded hair is not
sinful, we all desire to retain our youth
ful appearance and attractiveness. tly
darkening your balr with Wyeth's Sago
and Bulphur, no one can tell, because It
does It so naturally and vealy. You Just
dampen a sponge or toft brush with it
and draw this through your hair, taking
one small ntrond at a time; by morning
1l gray hairs have disappeared. After
another application or two your hair be
comes beautifully Urk, glossy. 10ft and
luxuriant aal you appear years youngc
"Always look at tho moon over yourright shoulder."
Billy, whispering Into Botty's oar undor tho Soptombor moon (and
It's tho last moon they'll boo out of doors) : "Thoro arc a fow things
that you really ought to watch little superstitions, you know. Such
as soo now thoro's a now, thin moon, silrtry as your hair was when
you woro a llttlo fellow. Always look a it over your right shoulder.
Turn your head a llttlo more I don't need to look at It; I've
Men Who
By WINIFRED BLACK.
A young doctor killed himself out west
the other day. He was a bright young
man, and he wanted to graduate at the
medical school, so he could go tight to
practicing 80 he
borrowed money to
pay for his educa
tion, He borrowed tho
money from two
girls and each girt
he promised to
marry when he
was a full-fledged.
He graduated,
with medium
honors, found both
girls waiting for
him, and hadn't
the courage to face
the con sequences of
his own folly and
died jvgor, foolish,
young leuowi
How long It took him to learn that
the man who had to borrow money from
a woman to pay for his education wasn't
really so very much worth educating
after all)
They so seldom seem to be these men
who borrow money to go through col
lege, especially when they can't find
any one to have faith enough in them
to lend them the money but some woman
who is In love with them.
l'vo watched several such cases. There's
tho well-known writer, he was ill, ragged
hungry.
A woman who loved, him married hlro
and sent him to school he was worth
more than the most of them, 'this par
ticular borrower he did turn out to b
a genius after a fashion, but when h
did, he forgot tho woman who gave htm
his chance and he didn't give her a
chance at all.
He left her as coldly as It elo wcra
some unworthy beggar at his Kates-and
they say she cried and beffnd him to
remember.
There was the man I know the ne'er
do well, of good family he married a
little stenographer. She was proud of his
name and his mother's carriage, and shr
sent him to school to be a doctor.
He learned after a fashion Just enough
to put a sign upon his door, and that was
all, aud he ran away with his office as
sistant before he'd had that sign up a
year. He never turned out much of a
doctor. I saw him keeping the sur
geon's place warm for htm In a coast
steamer not long ago. He wanted to ask
after his wife that used to be, but he,
didn't quite dare.
His assistant was stewardess pn the
same boat They say she made It rather
unpleasant for him at times, first with
her savage Jealousy, and then with her
almost equally savage flirtations. Some
how I couldn't feel so very sorry for him.
There was the man who wanted to
study In Paris, "symbollo art." he fan
cied; but his father's Just a grocer and
not so very rich, and oh, so very Unsym
pathetic, so he went to visit a school
friend and married the school fiiend'a
sistera kindly, elderly person, who was
so grateful to him for making toy to her
that ah lent him her allowance for five
, years and sent him to "study."
I He studied very hrd from life poor
. ;
Borrow From Women
fool, and the lessons that Ufa taught htm
were not pleasant ones. 80 he shot him
self like the yqung doctor out west and
when his elderly wife came to got his
body, she said the reason his pictures
were never hung at tho academy was be
cause thoro was a clique against him,
Jealous they were, all of the clique, and
the symbolist's queer friends had so much
that was decent about them that thoy
agreed with her and hid the pictures ot
the girl he had gone mad about, and
helped her get Her husband's body homo
In decent peace.
Never much of a success these men
who borrow from women, are they? At
least not for the women from whom they
borrow.
What ii It about a man that makes
him dislike the woman who does too much
tor him? Havo you ever, seen a man
By CLARICE VAINE.
Tho question.- "Where are you going
tor' which a popular novelist recently
asked In the title of her new book, is
being asked now of the female sex, not
only by men "quiet" or otherwise but
by a large proportion of women thom
selves. What are we tending to become,
and what, is the goal to which all this
developing of their capabilities a de
velopment which has been, perhaps, tho
most extraordinary feature of the last
decade Is helping women to attaint The
question Is eminently perplexing, and
there are perhaps as many different an
swers to It as there ore different people
In the world.
On one point, however, there seems to
be comparative unanimity. Women un
questionably get a "better time" now
than their mothers or grandmothers did;
they have more opportunities of educa
tion; fewer restrictions; the possibility
of leading healthier Uvea and widely in
creased opportunities ot earning their
own living. One result ot this increase
ot liberty is an astonishing alteration in
physique. While the men of the race
tend' to grow smaller and weaker, the
women are growing taller and more pow
erful. This la a phenomenon which the
most ardent feminist must view with
some dismay, or at all events with mixed
feelings. One practical result of it may
be found In the fact that marriages are
on the decrease. The stalwart, self-re-
liant-wage-earnlng young women ot the
moment is at a dliadvantage when ap
plying for protective affection ot a di
minutive male. The male thinks he is
better out ot It. In any case, It. Is an
outstanding fact which cannot be Ignored
In any estimate of the woman of today
or any forecast of the woman of tomor
row, that marriage "as an Institution has
decreased In popularity proportionately
With Jthe. increase pt female "aggressive
ness'' and self-reliance. On national
grounds this must be deplored: but no
doubt there are many arguments which
would be brought forward to show that
progress"' in this respect has uot really
Women of the Future
- : -Yij
"Always make a wish at a shooting star.
seen It already. Tip your chin up and you'll have good luck! Can
you see tho moon?(
"Always make a wish at a shooting star! You've got to bo quick
thoro, llttlo chap! A shooting star falls Ilka a bright hope. You
never havo time to mako a nolso. Just watch its flight like a match
flipped from tho hand of a man with a cigarette. Watch it hard with
-your bluo oyos, and wish if you can . Is that what you wished for?
really in love with his rich wife If he
himself Is poor? Did you ever know a
man to be grateful to a woman who be
littled him by helping him too much?
Self-respect, courage, pride take these
things away from a man, though you do
It with a kiss and he'll hate you. tor it.
as It you offered him cold poison.
Who Is the child the mother loves the
bcstl The one most dependent upon her.
Who is tho woman a man loves most
faithfully? Tho woman who demands
the most from him and what a glorious
thing for humanity it is that It Is so.
Toor, foolish young miin you who died
out west tho other day because you had
borrowed money and faith and confidence
and love and could not repay It when
the time came you are Just one of a
type, I am afraid. Isn't It fortunate there
are so few of you after allT ' '
been' retrogression In dlsgiilse, asrold
fashioned people might be led to suppose.
In connection with this "progress," it
must be added that there Is certainly one
point on which old-fashioned' people will
be Inclined to stick to their guns, and
that Is on the power wielded -by the sex
today compared with yesterday and the
day before. In these days when women
are active on boards ot guardians and
have brought about a state of things
which sooner or later aooner, if wise
counsels prevail will necessitate their
being enfranchised, there are many who
feel that the influence ot the gentler sex
has never at any period In modem his
tory been so negligible. This Is a hard
saying, and I merely quote It for what It
may bo worth, as a belief which Is
widely held today. Those who hold this'
view affirm that it ia impossible to get
round the fucL-that nature has ordained
that In the human partnership man must
bo the executive. Consequently when
women exercise a paramount Influence
over their men-folk they in the true
sense ot the word ruled the roost. To
ue the trite phrase, "the hand that
rocked the cradle ruled the world." All
this has certainly disappeared. It Is the
aim of the woman of today to attain her
ends by crude force, by warfarrv,and by
an exercise of right rather Than per
suasion. The result of this fso many
people hold) Is that even though women
j Bet the vote and every other political
I privilege, their influence In the world will
decrease because their moral Influence
over the opinions and conduct of men will
have vanished altogether the nemesis ot
that law of compensations which says
that one cannot have a thing both ways.
1 For myself, I cannot say that I am
much alarmed by the horrified warnings
of the conservative, nor greatly Im
pressed by the Blowing promises ot the
formero. I believe that tho times we
live in will eventually produce the type
best suited to them, and that the partic
ular virtues and qualities which have
1 distinguished women throughout the ages
will continue, whitever happens, to be
(their glory and treasure
Whatever
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
(Copprlght, 1913, by Amerlcan-Journal-Examlner.i
I know as my life grows older,
And mine eyes have clearer sight
That under each rank wrong, somewhere
There lies tho root of Right;
That each sorrow has its purpose,
By tho sorrowing oft unguessod,
Buf aB sure as the sun brings morning,
Whatever is is best.
I know that 'each sinful action,
As euro as the night brings shade,
Is somewhore, sometime, punished,
Tho', tho hour be long delayed.
I know that the saul is aided
Sometimes by tho heart's unrest,
.And to grow means often to suffer
But whatever is Is best.
I know there aro no errors
In the ereat eternal plan, . , . "
And all things work together
For the final good of man.
And I know when my soul speeds onward, .k
In Its grand eternal quest, ,
I shall say, as I look back earthward,
Whatever is is best.
t'r-
Freedom of
By REV. THOMAS B. GREGORY.
Milton's "Areopagttlca" was given to
the world two hundred and sixty-nine
year ago, August 3),
Not one in a thousand of the readers
of this newspaper or of any other news
paper, has read the
Arcopagtta, or even
seen it any more
than he has seen
the force of grav
ity, or the elec
trical energy that la.
working such mir
acles In this age
of ours. Ilut, like
the invlsable pow
ers of nature, the
work of the great
Latin secretary ot
the Old Protector
has been serving
the purpose for which it was written.
The Parliament ot IMS, under the
dominance ot the champions of tyranny,
had passed an ordinance against the lib
erty ot printing, and with a sublime
fearlessness Milton challenged them to
battle. His challenge was this same:
Aroopaglttca, whtoh made them sit up
and think, and which convinced them
that there was at least one man in
England who loved Intellectual liberty
and understood perfectly well how to
defend It ,
In' sentences that are like the blasts
of a. trumpet Milton protested against
the Infamous attempt to throttle the free
donfof the press. He would have no op
pression of the printers, no gag put upon
their desire to spread abroad among men
the thoughts of the mind.
KViretcelng the future, and exulting in
"See a pin and pick it up, all day you'll have good luck."
" 'See a pin pick it up all the day you'll havo good luck.' Even
if it's on tho steps ot a trolley and wo hold up tho whole Bystom, stop
to pick up a pin, small person! Drop on your knees so your hand
and mine grope for tho pin. It's a protty small pin, isn't it? Look
at mo all tho time that's the right way to play" It. Your eyes are
close, little fellow, and they're awfully bluo! Your lips aro close, and
they're red as a pomegranate blossom oh, leave the pin, cherel
"Oh, I say none of these things aro any good unless I'm around!"
Is Is Best
-J
the Press
Its happy deliverance from every form ot
mental tyranny the era in which every
one should be perfectly free to thlnl?
and perfectly freo, also, to put hli
thoughts into print Milton did what lit
could to belp the good time along.
Likening truth unto the eagle, which
In Its royal might scatters the "timorous
birds that lovo the twilight." he excorl
atoJ the unrighteous attempt at shackling
the press and predicted the time when
a free and enlightened press would ba
the salvation and glory of humanity.
All England was forced to listen to hU
glorious plea for free printing, and for
two and a half centuries the echoes of
his, noble appeal have sounded and re
bounded In British cars and In the eart
of all men.
Wherever floats the British flag today
there, under its protecting folds is to be
found the mental hospltaJlty-rtlio largt
freedom of thought and expression wntch
dates back to Milton's great plea which
was given to the word on that SSth daj
of August, 1544.
Advice tothe Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Crrtnlnly Nut.
Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young man
years old and am deeply in love with
a young girl IT years old, and I know my
love is returned. 1 am earning a good
salary and have no bad habits. I have
usked this girl to marry me and sh has
accepted, but do you think the (llfffeienoi
In our age Is too great? B. . M.
You are not a day too old for her.
There Is Just enough difference to maLe
you more cons derate of her and to give
her a greater respect for you.
The Head Waitress
By. HANK.
"Whrre'-i Mr. THnlfM?" null Tho
Rtpnrtv Customer nf thn TTonri Wiltrui
in the Cafe d'Enfant as he noticed the
absence of tho genial manager.
"He's on his vacation," she replied.
"Prettv soft for soma tmvn. 'Vmi inmt
com back from yours, didn't you?"
"Yes, Louise." said The Steady Cus
tomer. "For one beautiful week I trav.
eled on the water in a motor boat witlj
my friend Jimmy."
i'DId It always motor asked th Head
Waitress.
"Most always." replied The Stead
Customer. "You see. we had a trood en
gineer on board. You needn't ask who
he was. Modesty would prevent my re
plying." "Sure, you always did hate yours,
said the Head Waitress. "I was in a
motor boat once myself. The ensin h-
haved as if it had chronlo presumption,
and hesitated every now and then like
you do wnen you're figuring on whether
you can afford creamed chicken on toast
or browned hash. But say, all Joking
aside, you want to stop writing about
Mr, Flakes in the paper. One of the
bosses was speaking to him about it tho
other day, arid said it looked as if he
was getting too familiar with tho cus
tomers." "That's too bad said The Steady Cus
tomer, "If they had more managers like
Mr. Flakes they'd have to turn away
tho crowds. There's nothing that cheers
anyone up like walking into a place like
this and seeing somebody wearing a
genial expression. Why I often take an
extra piece of plo Just to be able to
exchange a few more cheerful words with
him. Who's the new manager?"
"That's Mr. Governor," said the Head
Waitress, "llefis a very nice man. too.
That's one thing I like about Mrs. d'En
fant, she always picks out real gents for
managers. That's what I call having
persplcattlty."
"That's too much for mc." groaned
The Steady Customer. "I suppose you
mean perspicacity, but give me my
check, I feel faint."
"Louise Is getting too high brow for
me," said The Steady Customer to Marie
the cashier. "She tried to say perspi
cacity Just now and oven the beans
turned cold."
"Perspicacity In Indiana, where I come
from. Is a very ordinary word," replied
Marie loftily. "Very ordinary. I'm sur
prised at you. This way out,"
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St. Louis. Mo,