Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 177, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 July 1910 — IN [?]MAIL THINGS—LIBERTY. [ARTICLE]

IN [?]MAIL THINGS—LIBERTY.

Fallacy of Thinking There la Only One Right Way to Do Things. Mrs. Templeton, after a day’s shopping, hurried into the car just before thostarting of the train, and sat down with^ a sigh of relief. Her daughter, coming behind, remonstrated: "Ok mother, the seats at the front - are so much better; the bald air always goes to the back of the cat.” “Very well, dear, I thought we were nearer our street if we left by the rear door.” After the train had started, Mrs. Templeton said: “Do you know, dear, you remind mo of Aunt Hannah?” “Why, mother, how can you! . Aunt Hannah, indeed! Why, she’s the most disagreeable Don’t you remember when she visited us? She always took the. longest road to the postoffice, and she wouldn’t let us draw the couch in front of the fire, and I had to run away If I wanted to go without a hat—” - “She is very kind-hearted; you know when you were ill she was very helpful.” “Yes, she was good then; but she made me drink my beef tea without salt and my lemonade without sugar. There Isn’t the smallest thing she doesn’t have ideas about, and they are usually so foolish. Center street Is the shortest way to the postoffice, and the couch is more artistic lhs front of the fire, and If everybody went without their-—I mean her—hat we should be more healthy.”^ “Careful, dear, careful! You see you have some ideas, too.” “But mine are not so foolish.” “Not to you, of course. But this ■norning you insisted on taking the green cat Instead of the blue one, on our way to the dressmaßer’s —” “But„ mother, it was the better wajt—” “If I remember rightly, the conductor of the green car said it would have been better if we had taken the blue one. Then when we reached madam’s you demanded that she cut off the long sleeves and make them short and change the hooks and eyes, although both madam and I thought—” “But, mother, it was my gown.” “Quite true, dear, but I fear it would have been the same if it had been mine. Then when we went to lunch, you made the people at the small table by the window«-most uncomfortable by sitting there, because jjhe air was better—there was a draft directly on the back of my neck. Then you ordered salad because it was good for us, though I never did like It. After lunch we walked a block to Smith’s because you heard their gloves were better than Jones’, and we had to go to Jones’, after all. And you insisted on my buying a green veil instead of a blue, though green makes me look ghastly—” “But green Is more frfiionable.” “Somehow I can’t help thinking ol the days when Aunt Hannah and I were girls, and went shopping together. Perhaps if I had been more decided then, Aunt Hannah would ba less so now; and I certainly don’t want my dear daughter on my conscience. Really, these things are not Important. It Is a fallacy to think that there Is only one right way to do a thing. In matters of principle, of course, we must stand firm; but to have ideas about every little thing and to insist upon carrying them out will make one as unlivable as Aunt Hannah, who has the best heart In the world, but who makes us all uncomfortable from morning till night.’.’ After a moment the daughter asked: Would you like to change your seat?” Mrs. Templeton laughed. “Oh, no, dear, since we get out at the next station.”—Youth’s Companion.