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What a Pretty Girl Told Me
By Nell Brinkley
Mothers
(Copyright. 1915, Intern! News nervier.
by Neglect
. Lose Girls
By ELLA WHKKLK.R WILCU.V.
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(Copyright, III"., the Stsr Company.)
Margaret M. Dow. who has been active
In mission work Cm- many years, said re
cently in a private letter (which she docs
not object to having, used publicly):
"The article called
Man' in a peculiar
one. He remius
me. In his attitude
to women, of that
of the doit to a cat.
IT will wwrry and
chaso and torment
until the cat
'turns' and lie In
put back where he
belongs. Tho cat
haa the field so
has woman. W e
lo not need to
Wame the mm. or
wonder why thinss
are so. We muat
first go to the
::
source .. or the 1
trouble and re-educate the ordinary girl '
of today. T'le real fault is with the i
mother.
"As long as girls are allowed to get J
their -social education In the streets, to
recognize no law of dignity or woman- ,
hood, boys and men will reap the liar- :
vest. I.et such pastors ns lr. (J. P. Cd- j
man and. Dr. Rhodes; with his assistant I
rastor of the Central Presbyterian '
ihurch; Kev. Tracy p. Orlswold. who are
all real shepherds of the sheep, lend A i
hand and give their testimony, and they j
will agree with me that the fault Is at j
heme. j
''Let me repeat, making no excuse for ',
man who has sown hli wild oats (who
should know and do better) that to make !
right tho wrong tho women must set the i
standard and demand it' In. only this j
way can tho wretched social.'-acale now j
unbalanced be rectified, men helped and 1
'vnonien taught more ' sense and prop-
Hety." '
These Ideas are not new, but they bear
i)rpe.tlt!on. The high calling of mother
hood and the high railing of fatherhood
have been discussed .many times In this
column. ' And It haa also been said here
that motherhood was the oldest profes- j
xlon In the world and the one to which :
the fewest gold ' medals' Have ever been'
awarded. I
It Is In the power of every mother to
make her children very, much what she i
desires thcin to be: if she devotes all the j
tfm passed In their society to wise, "son- j
elble and practical', methods 1 of' brain I
building. Kindness to ' all. living things
Is the very first thing to develop In a '
child', mind.:,'. ' V" -,' j
Many a. : woman believes herselt.a good
mother because she Is ready t ..ftgJil'Tor i
hejvchild throhilr.jpiiU.wteri d,i
wajk over the bodies of, other mothers';
and, other children, in' toeeffort t make '
way for her own: and because she lave j
her child In this selfish manner, she U '
blind" to nny Buffering It "gives other
buroan beings or animal. . .. t
Advice to Lovelorn
T BSATXXOB TAXMT AX 1 jJ
', Serloes Intentions.
Deal1 Miss Fairfax. 1 am 19 and have
been going out for one vear with a man
of 82. He thinks verv highly of me and
I am in love with him. How can I tell
whether or not his intentions are serious?
lie seems rather a bashful young man for
his age.- . v. L.
If this man is In love with you he will
tell you so, and back it up with a pro
posal of marriage. Be on your dignity
and make him realize that you will not
enter Into a light an1 casual love affair
with any one who chooses to sh-jw you
attentions or to try to make love to yen
without actually loving you. Make your
self desirable and a little more difficult
to attain.
Famishing- the Krtn Home.
Dear Mies Fairfax: Wouitl you kindly
advlee whether It Is the proper thing for
the bride to furnish the home or whether
it, is the bridegroom's place to do that?
, B. T. B.
Sometimes the bride's father furnishes
her home as a wedding gift. But where
thta unusual generosity Is missing, the
bridegroom furnishes the home' for h's
bride. I prefer the custom of the man's
making a home to which to bring his
wife.
Hen Pay Homage
to Mother's Friend
'1 am not surprised to observe tAe
number of men who come Into the store
to purchase 'Mother's Friend,' " remarked
a leading druggist.
The expectant mother If aha hasn't
bsasd of . this splendid embrocation la
probably not reading the papers to much
extent. Ao4 It she does It la. a happy
thought t send hubby to the drug store.
"Mother's Friend" Is applied externally
ever the abdominal muscles.
It la a gentle, soothing lubricant, pene
trates to the "fine network of nerves
. beneath the akin and has a marked
tendency to relieve the muscular strain
to which these broad, flat abdominal
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stretch without the corresponding surface
strain so oftea (evolved during the period
f expedition, lad particularly to youag
mothers la this remedial application of
tneatrmable value since In thus keeping
the muscles Arm but pliant it enables
them to g through the ordeal without
laceratloa of the epidermis eft en the cast
sh'B this gentle attention Is n'rlected.
"Mother's Friend" Is highly recom
mended by a host of women. Write
Brsdtleld Hfgulglof (Jo.. 40 lesser Bldg .
Atlanta. Ca.. and we wiU send you a val
uable UtU buvk t upecuct mothtrs. (
Maybe this secret's old to jou gray with cob
Webs! but did you ever see it work? Listen! One
of the prettiest girls in southern California 'most
-the prettiest tfl I have ever seen told me this story
for (rtrla and she said it was old.; Old Magic! I
met her' by the blue sea one day,' and while she
watched the gulls wheel and fly and the white clouds
sail, and all the time the white-gold sun of that sky
pouring down on her face and hair, she told me all
about it. For I had said it plain "Please," said I,
"you have the loveliest skin I ever saw and you
live on a ranch In the bono-dry Mexican valley, where
other folks get skins like & little baked apple. Why
is It?" And she told me. Her face was clear like
some flower petals those you can almost see
through to the faint pink flesh beneath. Her bronze
hair lay against her check like copper threads against
a satiny vase. '
Read it Here See
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. a photo-drama corresponding to the In
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Pictures Illustrating our story.
Copyright, 1915, by Serial Publication
Corporation.
nrxopait
June, the bride of Nod Warner, Im
pulsively leaves her '. husband on their
honeymoon because she begins to realise
thn.t she must be dependent on him for
money. She desires to be Independent.
June la pursued by . Ullbert Blye, a
wealthy married man. - Phe ewrepte from
his clutches with difficulty. Ned searches
distractedly for June, and, learning of
Blye's designs, vows vengeance on nlm.
ELEVENTH EPISODE.
In the Clutch of the Itlver Thieves.
CHAPTKR I.
The woman looked up at the houseboat
as If she were estimating fer herself its
I plan, arrangement and atl the mysteries
which it might contain. Phe alowly rose
I and cast sslde her shawl. Khe had been
I Ifautlful once. She still bore traces of
it, would have shown more' traces had
she not kept unkempt and in frowsy
clothing.
"It's a wonder Jake wouldn't take a
chance on the break-In once In a while,"
she complained. He's at light on his feet
at I am."
"But I ain't so quick In the head,"
hastily complimented Jake.
"That'll do"' growled the leader of the
party. "I'p with you. Babe."
The woman shrugged her shoulders and
'put her roughly shod foot Into the big
'man's outstretched palm. Ht raised slowly
i sjid lifted the woman straight up so that
' aiie could draw herself on board.
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I She disappeared. The three men tat
j silent
All rigm, oen. me noiiiao i liice
peered over the rail. "Bay, It's a neaseU
rode:"
The lean Jake stepped forward promptly
and climbed up over the big man'a back,
perfectly contented now that he knew'
the silken hung houseboat to be empty.
The third man. with little patches of half
formed beard on his face took the rudder;
then the huge Ben Jumped :;p, caught the
deck rail and drew himself upward.
For the hundredth time Ned put his
head, out of the window.' A', last they
were coming! He seized bis. coat and hat.
hbrried down the street and Jumped into
the mechanic's seat of Bobble Blether
ing s roadster before It had come to a
full stop; then they turned and whirled
aay toward the docks. Honorla Blye. In
her electric coupe, was heeded for that
destination, too. and on the yacht Gilbert
Blye waa superintending with Impatient
energy the loadlag of the gasoline tanks
in the two small boats.
Tbs thoughts ef sll these people were
it at the Movies.
bent upon the poor little runaway bride.
who was at that moment skirting the
marshy shore and huntlna- a nlare no
matter how desolate. In which to hide.
There was- an inlet among the marshes.
She ventured into it a short distance, but
It led to nowhere, and she hurried out
again to the open water. A small boat
rounded the . point, and for a moment
June's eyes distended. Involuntarily she
crouched.
. CHAPTER II. '
The thres river thieves in the exquisitely
furnished houseboat worked with deft ra.
pldity. . It was thS'Womaa's swift, intui
tive part to discover hiding places: the
lean Jake's to discriminate in . values;
Big Ben's, with nippers and hammer and
screwdriver, to rip off brass work, to open
drawers, to rend and tear and splinter If
need he. Within an incredibly hort
space of. tlroa, they had the skiff piled
high with the richest and best which the
houseboat had contained then they spread
the tsrpsiilln -vr their plunder and dis
posed their bunches of celery so that the
green leaves protruded In a fringe from
under the edge of the tarpaulin; then the
heavily laden .skiff . with Its four passen
gers and Itt loot, wormed Its way clumsily
from amid the' barges, looking like an
Innocent farmer boat.
The sun. now a golden ball in the east
ern mist, looked down upon a harborage
bushy with the pursuers of the Itttle run
away bride. Henri and K?3iie were
swishing swiftly; Ned and Bobblt and Iris
were leaving the dock In Bobble's speedy
little cruiser; Honoris Blye and the well
known and Justly famous private detec
tive Bill Work were putting out into the
river In the Eagle Eye Detective agency's
tteam yawl, its stovepipe stack rolling
black smoke and cinders snd hot sparks
bsek over the sireedy blackening pas
sengers; Gilbert Blye and . the heavy
lidded Edwards were Just leaving the
Hilarity In the keen little racer; Cun
ningham had been slow and below decks
when they put off, but he followed now
In the cutter. The racer and the 'cutter
speeded straight from the point around
which Jane ha disappeared. Tommy
Thomas waved a acarf after them and
shouted absurd Instructions to them, but
Airs. Mllsrd stood quietly hy the rail, her
eyes fixed somberly on this distant point.
Klowly June raised from her crouch
ing position. The Ming of the small
boat which she had sighted seemed to
be fainter, rather thai more distinct. It
was fading Into the diMance .when she
looked, and from its red stem she knew
that It was not one of the Hilarity's
boats. Ones more she breathed a tlgli
of relief, but even ss the didso she
heard a familiar Mund the" siren
whistle of the Hilarity's cutter! And
It was near!
Frantically now she scanued the shore.
There wss another inlet Just aluad of
her, and In desperation she steered Into It.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
livery morning for more years than she can re-
member she has gone about this little ceremony
plunged and soused, her face, after an old-fashioned
Perpetual
ny IK)ROTH V DIX
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A woman w-rltes me that she snd her
husband are In a perpetual family spat
because she lauKha all the time. She de
clares that she Just can't make her laugh
behave, and so she
wants to know
what to Jo with
her husband.
I am free to say
that In !nls case
my sympathies go
out to the hus
band. The woman
who smiles is de
lightful. The wo
man who has a
funny bone, and
who laughs at the
right time and
place Is enchsnt
lnir. But of all
bores under the
sun none Is so In-
f i ... t.
isufferable as
woman with
the
tiie
continuance per- ,
formance, laiiKh.
We have ull met her, ' and we would
sll go miles out of our way to avoid
meeting her again- What it muat be to
he married to a wife afflicted with a
chronic laugTi fills one's heart with pity
for the martyr who haa to endure it.
Certainly any man who stands it Is en
titled to the Iron cross of the hero for
having gotten the double cross in matri
mony. Of course, a nice, iheerful woman, one
who is temperamentally optimistic and
who always looks on the bright side, of
things Is God s beet gift to a man. She's
llkn a rav of sunshine about a house,
an! makes bright the dark places of do
mesticity, but the cheeiful woman and
the woman who la a perpetual laugher
are as far apart as the poles.
The woman who laugha In season and
out of season !s a fakir. She Is a poseur.
She is putting on what she dors not
feel, for daily life Is not a funny affair,
and there's nothing in It to excite ono's
rUibllities.
Nor Is (here any mirth in the laughter
of the woman who la forever laughing.
It's like trie crackling of thorns under a
pot or the braying of a donkey, or any
other nieaningless sound that you can
imagine. A real Uugh, a laugh that bub
bles up suddenly and stontancusly from
some well of humor that bus Just been
tapped, is as rontagioue as the measles.
, Kverybody catches It, but nobody la ever
1 i t r.A . n Uln I. . V. k I 1,1.. .
.iic iijaiiriuKi ii nig vg
the woman who keeps her lnughter al
ways on Up. snd turns It on whenever
a. stranger approaches.
Tie woman who laugha all the time.
In season and ent of season, has no sense
of humor, or else she wouldn't do it. Hlie
la one of the poor, silly, hen-brained
creatures, who have been told by tome
enemy that they weie vivacious, and who
feel tailed upon, ever after to live up
to the part.
You see them, young girls who would
(washing with tallow fat, Into Just -
soap until it was clean and warm.
'there, all pink, she has gone to the
Laughter &
be nice snd attractive if they didn't
shriek and howl, and giggle and cackle
until they resemble nothing on earth so
much as the laughing hyena In the soo.
Everybody condemns them for being
loud, and they get the reputation for
being fast and sporty, when all the de
luded poor dears are doing Is trying to
be vivacious. More pitiful still, we see
haggard old women flashing their false
teeth, and rolling their faded old eyes,
and giggling, 'and smirking, and laugh.
ing their tn-na.n laughter because. In
their youth, they also had somebody wish
the curse of vivacity en them.
No woman ever nukes a greater mis
take than when. she thinks she renders
herself attractive tn men by being abnor
mally gay, and forever. laughing.
To begin with.- men- are afraid of the
woman who laughs, because they are al
ways afraid that the women are laughing
at them. Men are curloi'rly sensitive to
a woman's opinion, and the mero suspi
cion that' they mfght possibly look ridicu
lous to the laugher, and furnish the
subject for her mirth, send tlierri shiver
ing, with cold suspl'-lon sway from her
vicinity. The vivacious maiden who goes
off Into puals of laughter never Is a belle.
It takes your dumb little maiden, who has
to have a Joke diagramed for her. to trail
processions of beaux In her wake
When a man thinks about a home, and
the kind of a woman he wants in It, lie
doesn't think of a woman who Is a sput
erlng piece of human fireworks' He
doesn't think of a loud woman, nor a
noisy woman, nor a woman who will bo
forever grinning around.
He thinks of a quiet and peaceful
woman, a woman who Is full of sympathy
snd tenderness and pity; a woman to
whom he can come with all his troubles
and worries and cares. A woman In
whose eyes there will be the toftness of
tears. That'a the kind of a woman ht
wants to marry. A woman who will lie
restful, , not a laughing machine grinding
out its wearisome cachlnnatlont.
Women know little of men If they think
they make a hit with them by perpetual
laughter. It's the lassie who weeps on
the second button, of a man's waistcoat
that he InvlOs to sc-ompany hjm to the
sltar.
These few words sre not to discourage
the sense of humor in wrmen. Far from
It. There Is only one worse thing than
the Inability of a woman to see the point
of a good story, and, that is for her to
laugh before the story Is told. Also the
only thing that enables a woman to en
dure matrimony with fortitude la per
ceiving how funny It really is.
But let tho woman who wishes to ratcli
a husband and the one who has one and
desires to keep him, tan her laughter,
snd dispense It In homeopethlo doses. Re
member that the one picture above sll
others that has caught and held the fancy
of men fur aces Is thst rf Mona Lisa wlt.i
the soft, insorutHhle, maddening snille,
that has kept them gin-mms ss to whut
she meant
Aud It still urks, that snulc.
(v.iked ice! And this crackling cold and glitter
ing, Phe held und smoothed over her face until it .
stung and sang and whs almost numb as It would
be if she had played 'for long In tho blowing snow.
And "that is all!" There wasn't any more. And she
rides in the face of dry desert winds and snaps her
fingers In the dripping face of tho sun!
And here's a strengthening prop to the Magic
story. My mother nodded her head when I told her,
and gave me a true tale of an old lady of 80 In her
home-town In the south who washed her face every
morning In the Icy spring and, said my mother, "her
face was faded a bit but it was a faded rose and
lovelier than any of ours and we were 1C."
Ro there. Hut you must hammer faithfully, I
I have a sneaking notion, as you must at the effort
for all good things that you desire. Nell Brinkley.
warm water and
And then from
poles a bowl of
By WILLIAM F. KIKK.
Well, sed Pa to Ma last nlte wen he j
waa looking at the palper. I see that the
dear ladlea haa put one over on the
sterner aex. Of sll the rldlkllus fad
wlch I ewer herd of, sed Pa. this Is the
worst. The wlmmen now ere beginning
to wesr colored wlgT Purpel wigs &
crimson wigs, etc. . Boble, sd Pa, can you
beat 1,?' ain't -you glad that wen you
row up you -will be a man 4t not a
woman? 4aed 'Pa. ,
7l can't say that I see anything so ler
rlbully' foolish sbout It. sed 'Ma. From
what I have read ot It. I think It Is rather
a pretty style.. They are ttoliig to were
these dlffemt Colored wigs to match thnre
eevnlng gowps, Ma sed. It I sm going
to ware a pui pel gown. I will ware a pur
pel wig, for instance.
For instance you won't do anything of
the kind, ted Ps. I have newer objected
to any of your styles, hut this Is one time
that 1 am going to pro-test. Better any
thing than that my wife shud ware a col
ored wig. We wud look fine at a thee
ter, w undent we? sed Pa. You with yuie
brlte green wig. me with my white,
bald hed, sed Pa. There will be nothing
doing In that line of hair dressing, Pa
sed, & the sooner you malk up your,
mind to be satisfied with the hair nature
gave you, the better you will feel.
It la a vary littel thing for a grate
mind like yuret to be exercised over, sed
Ma,
It laent a little thing at all. sed Pa.
The principal Is sll wrong. It wud malk
you look foolieh, reddy for, the booby
hatch, non compos everything, sed Pa.
Why, ha sed to Ma, Jest Imagine how
Mark Antony wud have felt if he had
gone to call on Mlasut Cleepatry A found
her setting out under a palm tree, with
a brite green wig on over her butlful
black hair. Imagine how Barbara
Frltrfhy wud have looked leenlng out of
the window In Frederick town, Pa sed,
waiving a purple wig at Htonewall Jack
son snd saying
Shoot if you must this purple hair
But your country s flag you ought to
spare!
Wuddei.t Barbara Frltchy have looked
foolish doing her heroic deed with a
purple wig? sed Pa. Wiinmen, wimmin.
Pa. sed, tliay are getting no older fash
ioned vary fast.
If I promise you not to ewer ware
anything scep my own hair on irfy hed,
ted Ma, will you vout for us at the next
eleckahun?
I certainly will, sed Pa. I give you
my word A give it cheerful. If you will
promise newer to ware one of them wigs
I will not only voat for you, but I will
work In every way possible to. get sum of
my trends to voat for you gurls. Then
Pa went Into the II bury to read the
eevnlng' palper, wen he was gone Ma
looked at me t sed Bobbie, that is the
way I manage yure father. Now ha Is
going to. voat for our rites, . Jest hee
kaus I promised him 1 wud newer ware
a cullard wig. 11a Ha. 1 newer Intended
lu wart one in the first place. It la to
Little Bobbie's Pa
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eesy for peepul to get along if they will
Jest talk thlnKs oaver.
Then I went In the llhary to get a
book to reed ft Pa winked at me A sed
Bobble, did you notlt how I managed
yure mother about them wigs? I got her
to promise not to ewer ware one if I
wud voat for woman sufrage, & all the
time I was going to voat that way any
how, lla Ha, Pa ted. It Is so eesy for
peepul to git along If thay only try.
In-Shoots.
When , love laughta at locksmiths the
old smithy generally haa his ha-ha In the
divorce court. '
Fellows who never , work for u living
aim-ays exhibit the -most Intense hatred
for the rich man. . .
It is sll right to speak well of your
enemies, but it is better to give your
friends the first compliment.
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The young chap who it not good for
anything else can, sumetlmes make a
noise In the world by running aa-ny snd
getting married;
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