TJIH BKK: OMAHA, WEDNESDAY, FKR1UTARY 24, 1915.
Life
is - What
We Make It
The Butterfly and the Bee
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright,
Intern!
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By DOROTHY DLX.
I knew two cooks. Oive on ot them &
piece of meat, few vegetable!, a dash
or two of seasoning, and ahe will turn
you out a dinner that la a gaatronomlo
triumph. Give her
tha tame materials
day after day and
she wilt introduce
i:ch novalty Into tha
different w a y ot
preparing them that
they never grow mo
notonous and pall
upon your palate.
Give tha other cook
exactly tha same In
gredients and ah
will plac before you
a dinner that is an
Insult to the taste
and an outrage to
the digestion. Olve
her the same mater
ials to cook two days
it succession, and
you would b ready to swear that you
had never eaten anything but stringy
meat and watery potatoes and burnt
bread In your life.
Yet both cooks had exactly the same
raw material to work upon. One turns
out a thing of art and delight. The other
makes a mess of things. It's all in the
way .you do It.
There are two families whose situation
In life is almost exactly the same. Both
families are well-to-do in a moderate
wsy. They have all of the comforts and
many of the luxuries of life, but In each
family the man must work hard, and tha
woman look thriftily after the house
hold: in bcth families many sacrifices
mnot be made. '
In one household the whole atmosphere.
Is ore of peace, and love, and happiness.
The wife goes about her household tasks
with a song on her lips because she feels
that making a comfortable home for her
husband and her children Is, the biggest
and the best work that any woman can
do, and their appreciation and affection
are her highest reward.-
Phe doesn't have as many pretty clothe
as mony of her friends do, nor can she
afford trips to Europe like her sisters,
hut she. knows- that her husband gives
her the very best that he can, and that
he would like to. dress her like the queen
of Pheba. So she. makes over her old hat
without a particle ot envy of what other
women have, because she realises that
when It cornea to happiness a man's love
and tenderness are better than millinery.
The man at tha head of the family does
grilling work; he has many cares and re
sponsibilities, but when he comes home
to his fsmily he doesn't take the nerve
and the temper he has suppressed all
day for fear of driving away customers
out on til family. He's" gentle' and affec
tionate with his wife and children. He's
Interested In everything his wife wants
to do, and ready to listen to everything
his children have to tell.
II economises on a hundred little per
sonal luxuries so that the whole family
may have some little spree together. Of
course, th children hav to be defiled
many things they tee rich children have,
but they know that "daddy" would give
them anything on earth he could afford,
and so there's no whining or complain
ing when they can't hav th things they
want,
Zn this household you never hear a
word that Is not kind and loving. All is
peace and harmony and great happiness.
It is a successful home.
no umrr nousenoia mere is per-
peiuai wrangling and quarrels about
everything and about nothing. The air
is electrlo with storm. Th wife frets
and complains about how hard she has
to work and the monotony of domestic
lire, bh continually repines because
an can t dress as amartly as th rich
women wun wuom she associates, and
because aha can't go to Palm Beach In
tne winter and Europe In th summer.
ane nuaoana cornea home tired and
nervous, with never a pleasant word for
a member of his family. He files Into
violent rages, or sits In sufkv allo.no
His children are as afraid of him as they
would be of a wild beast, and when he
denies them anything they ask for they,
too. sulk about it. because they consider
him a tryant whose chief delight Is In
circumventing them aid depriving thera
or pleasure.
. . . a. .m .
' iwry nixii cannot De a mii un
pleasant spot In which to dwell thun this
home, where husband and wife and chll-1
drcn are all at daggers' points with eaclv
other.
Now these two couples have exactly
th same material out of which to make
life a success or a failure. One couple
has achieved happiness; the other misery.
One man and his wife have had enough
Intelligence to realise that matrimony Is
what we maktt It. They accept its duties
cheerfully, they bear its hardships
bravely, they give their best and sweet
est to it, and In so doing they find happi
ness. The other couple hav spent their time
la looking for faults In each other and in
exaggerating every defect. They hav
been selfish and Inconsiderate and impo
lite to each other, as they would be to no
itranger. They have brought out the.
worst that is In each other, and turned
their home into a battle ground.
And what Is true ot these people is true
of us all. Life gives us all th same in
gredients to work upon toil and leisure,
sickness and health, laughter and tsars,
su.reas ai;d failure, birth and death, and
whether w win or lose out, whether we
make a, success or.fallure. Is up to us.
For life Is what w mak it.
Is '
and
Eleven-Thirty A. M.
One gives her beauty and naught else and there are those who say that is,
enough to give a reaching world.
Seven-Thirty A. M.
One makes the world go 'round, washes babies and feods men and the- are
those who say she is beautiful, too, Nell Brinkley. O
Along Came Joy
Read it Here See it at the Movies.
Advice to' Lovelorn I
r y BBArmzca taxxtax t
The lattial ! th H4'i LI era.
Iar MUs Fairfax: Will you kindly
grille this dispute betaeen A and H?
A says that a, girl about to be married
should have all her linen Initialed lth
lier iiiulden rmme, and H says th Initial
of th name to be taken should be used.
A TKOL'Bl.KIJ BKIDrJ.
Tlio bride's linen should be marked as
sho I'rcfers. Personally 1 like the more
(:j;nilar custom of Using tier own Initials
Inrti'uii ot those she will luuint with
u:aJrlage.
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Many decades ago mischievous sculptors
and artists made, of marble and oils.
Nlobes dissolved In their own tears, so
wistfully beautiful, so attractive in their
pathos that weeping became quite the
fashion and cry-babies became quite the
on remembered In eulogising these
emotional creatures that grief Is a dis
figuring as a loathesome disease. The
nose becomes red, the eyea swollen and
as devoid of Intelligent expression aa a
pair of oysters. The hair is disheveled
and a general air of untldyness accom
panies what women call a "good cry."
though why they should call it "good"
no one knows, for the weeper doesn't
look good and no good ts accomplished
by such an outburst
The next time you have engaged In
such an exhibition, look at yourself In
th mirror, with a good strong light on
your face. Then asK yourseir iranKiy II
you are in condition to win what you
are crying for. If it I a lost love (which
seesns to be the cause of all the overflows
when the weeper Is between the ages of
15 and 30), would your appearance win
back to you even a lover who is blind?
If you have lost a position, which Is a
serious matter these days, will your face
so saturated with tears It looks Ilk a
sponge, have any Influence on th next
man to whom you apply for a position?
Men, who are the cause of 90 per cent
of the tears women shed, are the quick
est to resent the s tfht of a tear-stained
fare. They don't want to be "bothered"
with any appeals to their sympathies; If
there Is any one to b patted on the back
with kind words of sympathy and en
couragement, they want to furnish the
barks.
The tear is bound to lose; it is th laugh
that wins.
Kate served me meanly, but I looked at
her and laughed
That none mlsht know oW bitter was
the cup I quaffed.
AIoiik came Joy and paused besld m
where I sat.
Saying. "I came to see what you wcr
laughing at.''
laughter, learned men will tell you,
begins In the lungs and diaphragm, and
aa It comes to the surface it sets tha
liver, tha stomach end other organa into
a jelly-like vibration that Is good for
them. It descends to th stomach and
hake it, hurrying th process of diges
tion, accelerates th respiration and give
warmth and glow to th enttr system.
It brightens the eyea. Increases perspira
tion, expands the chest, forces poisoned
air 'from th least used lung cells and
restores health.
Tears hav th reverse effect on the
on who weeps, and affect th spirit and
health of an entire family. Tear ar
lea a Mgn of a tender nature and more
a pruof of a selfish one.
l.a'ah. and a'ont; mill come Joy to find
what you are laughing at
By (special arrangement tor this paper a
photd-dramn corresponding to th Install
ment ot "Runaway June" may now be
seen kt th leading moving picture the
aters. By arrangement made with th
Mutual Film corporation It is not only
possible to read "Runaway June" each
day, but also afterward to ac moving
pictures illustrating our story.
(Copyright, 1915. by Serial Pulblcatlon
Corporation.)
SEVENTH EPISODE.
The Tormentors.
. CHAPTER I." (Continued.) .'.
June might as well hav been alone tor
all that she was conscious of th O'Kecfe
ministrations. They had been here, here
In these very rooms. Ned, her father and
mother! How she longed for them! How
the f luhed they had found her! And a
great f loo of love surged up In her. She
must see them! Sh must go to them at
once! She must give up this foolish
flight for a romantic ideal and be Just
a girl, and return to her own people, and
b petted and forgiven, and be clasped
in Ned's strong' arms, never to leave
them again! r'he rose with a wild Im
pulse to hurry straight after them, but
her knees bent under her. She had not
known how much this sudden emotion
had taken away her strength. The Widow
O'Kecfe pressed her tenderly back In her
chair, and Sammy held a glass to her
lips and spilled a trickle of water on her
chlu. She smiled at them both, for she
ws very fond of them; then the widow
drove Sammy from the room and put
June on th bed, and took off her little
shots, and draw th blinds, and left
ber alone to cry it out. And th Widow
O'Kecfe rasped her own eyes with lumpy
knuckles aa sha closed th door.
Jun sat suddenly bolt upright and
drfW her eyes and hunted for her shoes.
How bare everything looked In th room!
Why, everything was gene! And where
a as Marie T
Marie had Just turned the corner of
Officer Dowd's post when there came
swiftly toward her a family limousine
which she remembered with a jump in
her breast. '
Suddenly there was a loud yelp of Joy
from an nandsom colli sitting besld
the driver, and Bouncer, who never left
his seat when in th city, was halfway
to th curb In one spring. With a shriek
Marie headed for th nearest alley.
Bouncer barking happily at her heels.
Five voice yelled to Jerry to stop, but
It was unnecessary. That good chauffeur
had used, both brakes, and th Moores.
the Blethering and Nad Warnor all triad
U crowd out of th door. While the
agitated Bobby blocked the doorway Ned
rushed after Marie, but he suddenly
found himself breastbone to breastbone
with f firer Uoad.
"LAcuae H.e," mill UUktr lo4, still
breasting him. "Was It you or me that's
in th road?"
"I want to speak to that young woman!"
And Ned tried to pass around Officer
Dowd a "that young woman," accom
panied by th leaping Bouncer, turned
swiftly into a narrow alley. Th last
flash of her was a red and white striped
stocking. i
Officer Dowd wss at this moment one
of th most awakened men on th force.
He had tried to shove around Ned, and
now they men again, breastbone to breast
bone.
Get out of my way!" yelled Ned.
Who you orderin'?" retorted Officer
Dowd.
She was a servant of mine," said
Moore.
Did she steal anything?" demanded
Dowd-
"No."
"Then It's none of my business." And
Officer Dowd looked toward the alley
with a twinkle dawning In his eye. Marie
knew every turn and twist within ten
blocks of the Corners. "Go on and
speak to th lady."
They went down to the alley mouth and
looked In. There was a wilderness of
crooked bywsys, and no Marl visible.
"Where to, sir?" asked Jerry.
"The Widow O'Keefe's!" declared Ned.
CHAPTER II.
Marie dashed Into the O'Kecfe house an
fast 'as her red and white striped legs
would carry her. Fast as she, was.
Bouncer was six springs, ahead of her.
and she had no sooner started to open
the door than he hurst out of her grasp
and was across the' floor and up on the
bed and trampling all over June, barking
in her ear.
"Bouncer!" sobbed June. "Bouncer!"
"Will you be still?" screamed Marie to
the dog. "Muss Junie. dear, get up!
Mr. U'Keefe, hide us! They're coming!"
"Coming I" June was startled.
"I'll ..hlda. you." offered Sammy from
th doorway. "Com right hr!" And
be rushed across to th kid window. -
It was but a few seconds work lo
transfer Jun across the fire escape plat
form connecting with the McPherson
house. Th family limousine, containing
the . Moores, th Blethering , and Ned
Warner, earn spinning around the cor
nr! "My wif Is her!" declared Ned Warner
to Mrs. O'Keef, with conviction. "I
want her!"
"Coma right In and get 'her." Invited
th widow, flinging wide the door. "It
you tak her along this time you won't
be a nuisance to me any more today."
their second search revealed noth-
At last the discouraged party left the
house of p'Ksefe.
In the meantime Mrs. Villa rd had
stoiMKl in front of (Jtlbert Hive's mag
niitctnt club. A abort, wide, fat man
was leaning against the lamp post, smok
ing a short, thick cigar, when Mrs. VII
lard's chauffeur Jumped down and ran
Into the club, but he paid little attention
until Gilbert Blye cam out; then the
short, wide man pulled his slouch hat
over one eye, dropped his cigar and with
remarkable agility beat both Blye and
tho chauffeur to the car, where he opened
the door obsequiously. Blye and Mr.
Vlllard italked In low, quick tones for a
momenti
"At Plnknam's, then, you think, In half
art hour." And to Mrs. Vlllard's nod he
lifted his hat. and th car drove away.
Blye gave the fat man a quarter and
went back Into his , club, ,
The fat man stuck . th coin into his
pocket, went to a telephone nd "hoarsely
called for a number . '
A sharp. faced woman with a long noes'
and high, arched eyebrows anaweretj that
call." ' .
(To B Continued Tomorrow.) '
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