THE BEE: 'OMAHA, TUESDAY, JUNE 27, 1916.'
Health Hints -:- Fashions -:- Woman's Work -:- Household Topics
Reward 'of
Dignity
V By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Too many of us have a way of ask
inf other people what lo do and
then ending up by doing what we
choqie. If all of us profited by the
advice we invite and need most of
our tragedies could be avoided.
A year ago a girl wrote me a 1 t-
rer asking my aovicc in a love- anair i
with a married man. i gave it heart
ily and sincerely and convention
ally,, if you like. For all such girls
there is just one answer, "DON'T."
Recently I had a very pathetic let
ter from the girl, telling me how she
grieved because she had not listened
to me and adding a pathc.ic story
of the tragedy she was facing because
of her own, weakness.
The individual who is' Outside of
your problem, looking at it and judg
ing it sanely, tather than emotionally,
ai you must, is often qualified to ad
vise you just because of her imper
sonal detachment from the question
which trouble you. ,
To all my girts I want to sound
an urgent note: If you have faith
enough to go to someone for advice
it must be because, you trust their
. judgment and feel the need of wisdom
greater than your own. If you are
not told to do the particular 'tiling
you want to be. told to do, pay heed
in spite of that. Sugar plums don't
cure bronchitis a doctor's prescrip
tion may I . , 6 . ,.
And now I am quoting another let
terone which comes from a girl who
asked advice In all sincerity, took It.
found it practical and was gracious
enough to acknowledge that slit had
learned something from someone else;
The girl who il wise enough to
profit by the viewpoint of someone
more experienced than herself is Jikcf
ly to manage her life very efficiently.
I thank my "Three Sincere Friends"
for the letter I am quoting and I
commend their sane intelligence to
other girls. The letter follows: i :
"Some time ago I wrote you a letter
and signed it "Doubtful' Trio.'' Von
will probably remember having an
swered it with in article on girls
and the drink question.
"Allow me to extend to you the
most heartfelt thanks of A, fl and
myself for the, kindly, interest you
have shown us in our 'quandary' and
we do assure you of our deep appre
ciation of your most welcome advice.
We have alt three benefited by it,
md I am sure there are thousands
of other girls whom that article has
helped to overcome the problem that
inevitably springs up in the life of
every girl. . ,
"As for our subject' for discussion,
' namely 6, she has followed your di
rections implicitly and has come
through with colors flying. No one
at the .party mentioned' seemed an
loyed when she refused and said she
lid not like the taste of liquor and
lot a single one followed her refusal
vitli urgmgs to drink. She has rowed
icver to touch another drop, and 1
im positive she il going to hold to
hat avowal, as are both A and my
clf. Your Three Sincere Friends."
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Girl Workers Who Win Out
BY JANE M'LEAN.
"Miss Ames, won't youcome up to
the hospital .this afternoon with me?"
And the speaker pushed her head
through the half-opened door and
smiled brightly.
Helen Ames looked up drearily, a
refusal on her lips, but she hesitated
for a moment before deciding. After
all, it might do her good to get out
ih ' the sun and forget about her
troubles. ,
Helen had come to New York from
a small town in the west. Like hun
dreds of other girls she had a sweet
voice and thought she would set the
world on fire with it if she might
have the .study and the means to cul
tivate it. Her father had finally been
persuaded to allow her to come to
the city for a voice examination.
U 1 cau sing before MadameJ
rJronte," she had said eagerly, "I wiW
abide by whatever she tells me.
And that morning she had obtained
a hearing from the great prima donna
and all her hopes and aspirations had
been dashed to the ground.
"You have a very sweet voice, my
dear," the woman had said kindly
alter Helen had sung a simple melody
in her clear, sweet soprano, "but your
voice is not" destined to be a great
one.', You can- sing, yes, .you have
the quality, the timbre, but no great
power. You might study for years,
and' your singing, would improve.
your technique might become perfect.
but your power would never be great,
your range would dc mediocre and
your sympathetic tones, which are
your greatest possessions, would not
be ereatlv improved."
Helen's 'lips had trembled childish
ly, she had looked forward with all
her heart to this interview.' She bad
determined to work and study and
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show her father and all of the Gains
ville people what a great singer she
would become. And now it was all
over; she had a sweet voice, but she
would never be a great singer.
Lio on studying at Home, cnua,
perfect your technique, do church
work. A voice like your has its place
in the world. Do not imagine that,
because you may never be an opera
singer, your place Is not just as se
curely fixed, for it is. Work out your
own destiny in your own way and
life-will bring you much happiness."
Helen thought it all over as she
waited up to the big gray iiospital
on the hilt. The kindly woman who
had the room next her own in the
boarding house had somehow sus
pected the girl's unhappiness and had
said very little on the way up. Unce
insjde the great cool place, the quiet
and peace of it fell like a cooling
spirit on the girl's hurt feelings. She
heard the woman say:
1 have some flowers tor the little
. , The Singer and
Her Reward. : .
Gordon eirl." and' then Helen fol
lowed her upstairs and into the chil
dren's ward where little hurt bodies
were lying in rows following the
straneers with their eyes as Helen
and her friend walked between the
cots. The little Gordon girl had
something the matter with her spine
and she smiled as Helen's companion
laid the flowers down beside her.
"Wouldn't you like to sing them
somethiner said the woman gently.
"I have heard you in your room and
your voice is so soft and sweet."
Helen flushed, but she began a little
slumber song, and followed it with a
children's nonsense rhyme. Laughter
echoed over the long room, and the
little Gordon girl's thin fingers tight
ened on Helen s own. ,
"You have such a sweet bird in
your throat, she whispered, sing
some more. And Helen silently
stroked the little hand and began the
song she had sung for Madame
Bronte.
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Mother-in-Law
Problem the Bane
of Modern Home
BY DOROTHY DIX.
I get a great many sad letters -in
which women pour out to me sorrow
ful secrets of their hearts and ask
advice on- problems that only omnis
cient wisdom itself could solve, and
that are so far bevond my own poor
powers that I do not even darc to
try to answer them.
Of alt the pathetic letters that come
to me, however, none are so pitiful
as those that deal with the question
of the mother-in-law, because they
always reveal a useless tragedy and
one that is due only to jealousy ana
selfishness and lack of self-control.
Sometimes these letters are from
the daughter-in-law, sometimes from
the inother-in-law. Often a young
wife writes that she is married to a
good man who loves her and whom
she loves; that she has a beautiful
home and her life would be perfectly
happy except for the nagging of hts
mother-in-law.
The older woman lives in the
house with the vouneer one and critr
icises everything that the young wife '
does. She calls the husband's atten
tion to his wife's faults. She tells
him that his wife is extravaganft. or
a bad manager, or too fond of ixiusc
ment, and in a thousand little ways
she comes between husband a'ld wife
and makes the wife's life a martyrdom.
Often the letter is the beaut-broken
wail of an old woman who, tells of
the cruelty of a daughtcr-inrlaw who
is so mean and selfish that she be
grudged her husband's mother a place
under her root ana a seat at ner lame.
The old mother is made to feel her
self a burden. She is snubbed, thrust
aside, treated without Jionor or re
spect, and the wite ues her influ
ence to wean her husoand from his
own mother.
The most curious thing about the
in-law problem is that these women,
who act like fiends toward each other
and who inflict on each other a tor
ture as ruthless aa the Inquisition,
and sacrifice the man they both love
to their malevolent tempers, are not
the abandoned wretches one might
suDDOse. On the contrary, they are
good, Christian, church-going women
who think a lot about doing their
duty and are full of , charity and
loving kindness to everybody except
their in-laws. t
I know a family such as this, in
which mother-in-law and daughter-in-law
are women of exceptional no
bility of character; but they tell out
over a mere trifle and hate each other
with a ferocity that is simply appall
ing. Not long ago, when I had list
ened for the millionth time to the
mother-in-law s abuse or her daughter-in-law,
I said to her:
"Well, what are you trying to do?
Are you trying to separate your son
from his wife by making these cease
less complaints to him? Do you think
that he will be happier parted from his
wife than with her? Do you think that
he will be better ott it you break up
his home? Will these little chitdren
have a finer chance in the world if
thev are half orphaned, if their father
and mother are divorced? '
She looked at me in horror. "You
know," she cried, "that I think divorce
is a sin and a disgrace, and that I
wouldn't break up my son's home for
the world, or separate him from his
wife. I would die first."
"Then why are you trying to kill
you son's love for his wife by point
ing out her faults to him, and making
trouble between them by bearing tales
to him?" I demanded. And she could
not answer.
Undeniably it is hard for two
women to live together in peace. But
there are some thing that the women
so placed might think upon with
profit. .
One is that the woman whose son
support and cherishes her in her old
age owes him enough gratitude to get
along at least in outward peace with
his wife. She may not like her daughter-in-law,
but she can maintain an at
titude of amiability toward her and
not make her son miserable by stir
ring up strife in his home.
And the woman whose mother-in-law
is a guest under her roof may
rest assured that she has no higher
duty on earth , than to care for the
woman who has given her a good
husband. She should remember what
the other woman has suffered and sac
rificed to raise to man's estate a man
who is fit to marry. It is a debt of
honor that every daughter-in-law
should pay in tenderness and sympa
thy. For the crux of the whole matter is
this a man's happiness is bound up
in the way his wife and mother eet
along together, if they live in the same
house. J hey may be as antagonistic
as oil and water, they may entertain a
Kilkenny-cat feeling toward each
other, but if they really love the son
and husband they should be willing to
sink their differences and sacrifice the
pleasure of fighting for his sake.
But heaven help the mother-in-law
and daughter-in-law who are con
demned by fate to live under the same
roofl And heaven pity the man whe
has to live with both of them I
Advice to Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax
k H Must 8t Tour Lot.
Dear Mlsi Fairfax: Recently my ftnc
hi nektleCted me. SO I Umenri an
plantation and 1eamod that hi faith tn me
nu oeen maaen oerause of eome lain re
marks about me. Hn srnnU .ah
that I act? John Rusktn saya, "He who
has the truth In hia heart need never fpar
the want of periuaalon on hit tongue." '
This way seems so endlessly Ions and pain-'
M. Ki. Hi.
If the yowng man loves you and Is worthy
of the devotion of a rirl of the sort your
letter sunruts you to be, I cannot quit
understand bis believing- unkind stories told
him of you. That Is a sad weaknesss of
human nature. It so 'esslly distrusts and
questions even when It loves. If yon an .
ot restore his faith In you, and tf he Is
not ready to, believe In the ultimate good L
noes of the girl ho loves, t think yon
would be almost happier without htm as
a factor In your life. Anything" in th
world of nature of suspicion or distrust U
sure to soil and belittle love. Tell hlna
the simple truth about yourself and beg
him to bellsve you and to save the ftnetiem
of texture of your feeling for each other,
Has hs never heard the one great saying
that covers all cases of eusplctonr-evet
those against the guilty, "Him that U
guiltless among you, Jet htm rsst the firs;
, atone r
yoti, ei