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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (June 22, 1915)
ae Bees Home Mag&zifte Page ill r? ' The By KLLA WHEELER WILCOX. (Copyright, 1915, Star Company ) I. To build a house, with lova for architect, Ranks first and foremost in the joys of life. And in a tiny cabin, ahaped for two, The space for happiness Is Just as great As in a palace. What a world were this If each Botfl born received a plot of (round: A little plot, whereon a home night rise, And beauteous green things grow! We give the dead, The idle vagrant dead, the Potter's Field; Yet to. the living not one Inch of soil. Nay. we take from them soil, and sun, and air To fashion slums and hell-holes for the race. And to our poor we say, "Go starve and die As beggars die: so gain your heritage." 11. That was a most uncanny dream; I thought the wraiths of thope Long burled in the Potter's Field, in shredded shrouds arose; They said, "Against the will of God We have usurped the fertile sod, Now will we make it yield." Oh: but it was a gruesome sight, to see those phantoms toil: Each to his own small garden bent; each spaded up the soil; (I never knew Ghosts labored so.) Each scattered seed, and watched, till lo! The Graves were opulent. Then all among the fragrant greens, the silent, spectral train Walked, as If breathing in the breath of plant, and flower, and grain.' I ' fl never ktiew Ghosts loved such things; , I, Perchance it brought back early springs Before they thought of death.) "The mothers' milk for living babes; the earth for living hosts; The clean flame for the un-souled dead." (Oh, strange the word Ghosts.) . "If we had owned this little spot In life, we need not He and rot Here in a pauper's bed." Wearing Mourning for the Dead By DOROTHY DIX. It Is reported that the women of the foreign nations now at war with each other have been requested by their respective arwvernmeiiu ' not , to , put on mourning tor the . , members of their family whom Jhey have loct-tft battle because of the psychological effect that the eight of black-robed women would have upon the public mind. It Is recognized that the spectacle of a country full of women dressed in mourning, each proclamlng by her irarb the horrors and the dangers and heart-breaking sorrow of war., would kill hope and courage In the beholder and still :hut 1 dark enough as It Is. Let us hope that out of the hideous wreck and ruin that la going on In lCuropo at leaat this am all good shall be accomplished that the wearing of mourning for the dead will be forever abolished. It Is a euetom that Is In-' defensible from every point of view. It is a gloomy superstition handed down from the past, by which we are hag- I ridden and that is at war with modern faith and sentiment and taste and from L which wa should have the courage to rid L urselree. To begin with, the wearing of mourning Is either an unnecessary formality or a Khastly mockery. Those who are really bereaved by the death of some loved one, for whom th. breaking of sume tie jf affection has been the tragedy of tragedies, need no black uniform to ad vertise their sorrow. Their grief Is written In the dullness of the ces whoa brightness has been washed away by unavailing- tears, in the lines that Buttering has etched Indelibly on their faces. No floating crepe veil makes such an atmosphere of sorrow about a' woman as does the presence of a living sorrow In her heart. I have heard people say that when a woman lost her husband it was a pro tection to her to dress In black, but the wnman who Is really widowed In soul has no need to put on the livery of sor iow to set her apart from the gay, the foolish and the flirtatious. The sanctity of a great grief Is about her, and that is something before which the dullest and the stupidest and the most brutal do reverence. If the wearing of mourning" by those wno really are heart-broken is meaning Iocs, how sardonic the mockery of its as sumption by those who do not grieve, who. wear a crepe veil not to hide their teers but their laughter. Why should a woman clothe her body in mourning when ' her soul Is rejoicing? How often see women dressed in crepe at the theater, at Jolly restaurant parties, at teas and receptions, even dancing the fox tret. Understand me. ' I make no cult of mourning. I see no virtue In unavailing tears. I perceive nothing- but morbidneas in nursing grief, and in shutting oneeelf away from the sunshine, and the bright ness of the world, because a shadow, however dark, has come across one's pathway. It ts cowardice to alt dowa and whine forever ever a loss, no matter How bitter it has bees. But surely this la the aorme of bad taste for those wbo have gone beok to the geyetiee ef society to etlll wear the Insignia of grief upon their baoks when they have decked their faces out In smiles Of enjoyment. dimple human kindness, the brother hood and sisterhood at sorrow, aleo for bid the wearing ef mourning. There are very few people in the world so for ' tunate as not to have lost some dear one. Earth of They must go on with their own Uvea even after life has ceased to seem worth living, and to do this they have put out of their minds, as soon as powitble, the thought of their bereavement. But every woman dreseed In mournlruy is a living reminder to each of us of our loss. She opens afresh the grave of husband, or wife, child or parent, friend or lover. At every atcp of her way he Is a missionary jot sorrow,, and for this mo ,n7 4 f ffr nn AtKr K'MMn hAiilfl 1 oeaae wearing mourning The practical aspecte of the case are equally convincing. Doctors will tell you that the wearing of mourning' Is most unhygienic, and Is the cause of the ner voua breakdown of many women. They are grief-stricken by the death of their dear one, and they visualise their loss and keep It perpetually before them In the somber garments they put on, and this add to their depression until the Physical reaction often ends In serious illness of mind or body. Nor Is the financial aspect of the mat ter to be ignored. To the poor, and to people In moderate circumstances, it la a serious matter to have to throw awsy an entire wardrobe and buy a new outfit of black clothes. I have known many families plunsred Into debt by going into mourning, and who struggled for years under the handicap It placed. upon them. Why should we put on black to adver tise to a cold and carelese world that one we loved has died? Why should we re mind others of their loss? Nobody wants to do It. Every woman shudders at the thought of donning the funereal garb. It can do no good to those who have passed Into the great majesty of eter nity, and who. If they can see us, muBt smilo at our mummery. We wear mourning- Just because we are slaves to a convention that we have lacked th. bravery to break away from. J May the war give us courage to do ao. and do away with the mourning garb. -- Advice to Lovelorn BSATaUOa VAXUAZ f Doa't Hefase. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young girl and expect to be married in three months. My future husband wants me to make my home with his father, as he la the last one to be married, and havina- no mother his father wilt be absolutely alone, but he la not dependent en hla son. Do vou think it la fair to me to have to so to a home other than one fur nished for mveelf? I love thla man dearly and do not want to give him up. Do you think I could be happy living with his father? His father seems to think a great deal of me and Is very anxious for, us to be married. M. Q. C. Generally a young couple adjust them selves better if they live In a home of their own. But since your father-in-law to be is so fond of you and Is anxious to see you married, he would probably add his sum of happiness to vour home. Be sides thla, do you think you would be happy if you were thinking of a kind father wbo had been forced to live In loneliness because you were too selfish to Include him In your household? laslst On Respect. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a stenog rapher, 1M years of age. My employer conducts most of his business outside the offire and I am alone all day, but for the salesmen who call on me for various lir.es. One of these attempted to kiss me today, and after a strugKle I freed my self and absolutely refused to say another word to him, but he pleaded and betcged m. to forgive him and said he would never have done anything ungen tlemanly, but I absolutely refused to for give him. As he comes to the office quite often, would you kindly adviae m how to act toward him. HURMOINK. Be cool and dignified and discuss with thla man what business demands. If he ahowa a alnoere regret for what he did and convinces you that he has the proper respect for you, you may show him a certain guarded friendship. Make sure that you never give him the slightest encouragement that would lead to a repetition of this most unpleasant Incident nPl 1 H The Most 1 he boddessStoryEver- P I f s j t'" I (Copyright. 1915. by the Star Co. All For 'i elgn Rights Reserved.) Synopsis of Previous Chapter. After the tragic death of John Ames bury, hie prostrated wife, -one of Amer ica's greatest beautlAs.'.dles. Xther death Prof. Stililter, an agent of the interests kidnaps the beautiful 3-year-old baby girl and brings her up In a paradise where she sees no man. but thinks she la taught by angels who Instruct her for her mission to reform the world. At the age of U she Is suddenly thrunt Into the World where agents of the lutereats are ready to pretend to find her. The one to feel the loss of the little Amesbury girl most, after she had been spirited away by the . Interests, was Tommy Barclay. Fifteen years later Tommy goes to the Adirondack. The Interests are responsi ble for the trip. By accident be Is the first to meet the little Ameabury girl, as she comes forth from her paradise as Celestia the girl from heaven. Neither Tommy nor Celestia recosnlies each other. Tommy finds It an easy matter to rescue Celestia from Prof. Stililter and they hide In the mountains; later they are pursued by Stililter and escape to an island where they spend the night. That night, Ktililter, following bis In dian guide, reaches the Island, found Celestia and Tummy, hut did not disturb them In the morning Tommy goes for a swim'. During his absence Stililter at tempts to steal Celestia, who runs to Tommy for help, followed by Btilllter. The latter t once realises Tommy's pre dicament He takes advantage of It by taking not only Cele"tta's. but Tommy's clothes. Ktililter reaches Four Corners with Celestia lust In time to catch an express for New York, there he places Celestia in Bellevue hospital, where her sanity U proven bv the authorities. Tommy reaches Bollevue Just before SUN '.ltera dojarture. . Tominy'B first eim waa to get Celeetla away from Btilllter. After they leave Bellevue Tommy Is unable to get any hotel to tnke Celestia in owing to her costume. But Inter he persuades his father to keen her. When he roes out to the taxi he finds her gone. She, falls Into the hands of white slavers, but escapes and e-oes to live with a poor fam ily by the name of Doualas. When their son Freddie returns home he finds right ; In his own house, i elestia. the girl for ' which the underworld has offered a re I ward that he hoped to get. SIXTH EPISODE. "Hold on. Freddie; I was klddin you." Freddie returned. "You musn't kid me. It drives me orasy. I shouldn't wonder If I could find her for (his lips trembled at their own audacity) fifty." Sweetxer's face did nut even show sur prise. '"You take me to where she U," he said, "and I'll go you the fifty." A dull spot on Freddie's brain tried to make Mm say, "all right, come along," but a bright spot suddenly Intervened and make him say, Instead: "Alright, I'll find bar sure." "If you'd asked me that first I could have told you. But now I have forgotten. But It'll all come back to me." Next Freddie went to Mrs. Baxter's home. A taxlcab was drawn up at the curb and the front door was ajar. Freddie simply walked Into the house. There were voices In the front parlor Freddie simply stepped to the heavy portieres, which served the front parlor as a door, and stood listening. "So help me God, I have told the truth!" Mrs. Baxter was aaylng, and Freddie Judged ahe waa crying. "So help me Gawd Mutter Mister what did you say your name was?" "Barclay." "Mr. Barclay." "You see," said Tommy. "I got bold of the eab that you brought her hens in, That's how I found that she was with you. I don't know it women like you ever tell the truth, but I am inclined to be lieve you this tune, Mrs. Baiter. Now, where in thunder can that poor child have strayed to?" ' "Mr." Barclay, I wouldn't worry If I as you. She came to no harm with ma, ai-d rm as bad as they make 'em." Tou don't know men'" exclaimed Vmmy, bitterly. Celestia refuses Tommy's "I don't know what What 1 know r.hout men that you don't know, Mr. Barclay, would fill the latest encyclopedia from cover to cover. Me not knuw men! I like that." "Look here," aald Tommy. "I believe you do know men and lota of other things. What would you do In my place?' "I'd offer big money for news of her. Money acts quicker than lightning." "Why," said Tommy, "I'd give $l,ono Just to know that ahe was safe." Freddie, the ferret, stepped Into the room from between the prueres. 'She's safe:" he said, with fine Jrematlo instinct. 'Safe I" cried Tommy. "Where la she? You've seen her? Who la the young man? 'He's called Freddie the Ferret." said Mrs. Baxter, "because he often finds things that other people can't. But." she lowered voice a little, "he ain't to be always relied on; he's sort of half-witted." But Freddie's bright spots were all on qui vlve for onoe. 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"She waa safe when I laat seen. her," he said,, "but I don't know where she Is, and I'd have to hunt fee herr Didn't you say. you'd five something just to kn"w she was safer' "I did," said Tommy, "but I don't know ahe'a safe.- You find her and take mo to her and you shall have a tbousaad, and more, too." "You'lt get twenty-five from me," ex claimed Mrs Baxter, "poor as I am." A bright spot In Freddie's brain made the following calculation: $80 plus 11,000 plus I2S equals $1,078, and mors, too." A dull spot was for saying: "Come along. I know where ahe Is." But. aa before, a bright spot Intervened. "Where can I find her, quirk?" aald Freddie. Tommy gave him his card. "All right," aald Freddlee, "you'l hear from me soon." and he swung impor tantly out of the room. He had a new proposition now. How to take Bweetser, Mrs. Baxter and Mr. i r l at the Moviea Barclay all to Celestia at the ssme time. ao that ha could get all the money. Thla new ' proposition required very patient thinking, and he walked on and en with out considering In tbe leaat where he waa going. After a long time he sank down on a bench In Central park and took a nan. Sometime he dreamed of solutions te difficult problems. But he didn't thla time. He waa waked by a hand on his shoulder. "Why, Freddie, what are you doln' hereabouts?" "Dunno." said Freddie, what are you doln', O'Oorman ?" "Me, I'm looking for a beautiful young lady In a white drees, with a band ef Jewels across her forehead." Freddie laughed aloud. "Another!" he exolalmed. "What do you get If you find her?" "I get a good bit, Freddie, and any one that 'finds her for me end tells me first sets hatf ef It." "I can find her," said Freddie. You've done queer things. Well, If you do. It s a so. You take me to her and we'll share and share alike." (To Be Continued Tomorrow.) U the Nation's food a real staff of life for the toiler with hand or brain. These crisp and tasty little loaves contain all the body-building material which Nature has stored in the whole wheat grain. Try them for breakfast with milk or cream; serve them for supper with berries or other fruits. Ask your grocer. Made ealy by The Shredded Wheat Company Niagara Fall, N. Y. The Home Terror By GARRETT P. BERYIM. Ills scientific name nf Scutlgera For ceps, which seems to mean. In Its twisted t.ntlnlty, "the shielded, or bucklered, plnchcr." His everyday name Is the House centipede, snd that also Is tarred with lAtln nud with er ror, too, for he hasn't really got a hundred feet or legs, although he has got enough of them to make any body Jump when they are all flut tering at once. In a maae of motion, like the trembling appendages of an artificial spider formed of wire trringe. A full-grown house centipede, from the ends of hi antennae to the ends of hie longest rear pair of legs la about five and a half Inotves In length, while his breadth measured In a similar manner. Is nearly two Incha. But, perhaps nine-tenth ef the enclosed space ts nothing but air. A centipede Is five Inches long In the same sense that a wire fence la four feet high. His lege are graduated In length from three-quarters nf an Inch to two Inches and a half. His thin, flat, grayish yellow la fighting color) body Is from nn Inch to an Inch and a half long. There l a fringe ef fifteen legs on each side of the body, the hind pair being twice as long as the longeat of the othera. These legs are furnished with spiny hairs at tbe Joints, which make I hem so much the more repulsive. They move In unlslon with a wave-like undulation, whl-h also gives you s creepy feeling. The creature's head la relatively large, and furnished with powerful Jaws, that Inflict i pain ful bite, which may be poisonov.a. but rarely has a serious effect on human beings. In houses the beast prefers bathrooms, hut sometimes hides t'ehtnd furniture, snd when dislodged darts out with sur prising rapidity, "often." says Mr. Mar Intt, of tbe entomological bureau, "dart ing directly at Inmates of the bouse, particularly Women, evidently with a desire to conceal Itself beneatn tnelr dresses." It seldom bites unless cornered, and a little ammonia removes the Irrita tion, except In rare cases. In the tropica centipedes of anothet specie, but externally resembling those found In temperate regions, attain a length of nearly a foot, and their bites sre venomous snd dangeroua. There Is a story of a battle with one of these tropical centipedes In Lsfcsdla Hearn's -two Yeara in the French West Indies, which Is calculated to "raise the hair" of the sensitive reader. In-Shoots People who take pride in aaylng Just what they think generally think mean things moat of the time. There is something wrong with the life program of the Individual who cannot amlle before noon. The man who falls to land on the re form wagon when out of politics Is spt to be near bis earthly finish. When a woman who has married the man to reform him completes the Job he Is usually an uninteresting subject. It la better to go tt blind than to wait forever to be sure that you are right before going ahead. i i,