Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 253, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 November 1917 — Page 2

Little Problems of Married Life

By WILLIAM GEORGE JORDAN

(Copyright) THROWING OVERBOARD THE OLD L— FRIENDS. In that famous journey of Jonah the prophet, from Joppa to Tarshish, nearly three thousand years ago, when the wind and the tempest rose, and the great waves washing over the little craft threatened to submerge it, they threw Jonah overboard that the lightened ship might ride easier in waters smoothed into peace and tranquility. In this twentieth century, the old time friends of the husband are often similarly cast overboard from the ship of matrimony that its burden may be lightened and the waves of home discord may be stilled. The direct primitive simplicity of the Jonah incident is rarely followed today. It is usually accomplished by tact and tactics, by seeming innocent comments and criticisms, by delicate diplomacy, by placing the friend in an exposed position which makes it seem that he merely fell overboard. R is the final result of; gentle, grades! -- pushes instead of one bold, fearless toss. When a girl marries she does not feel that the curtain has been rung down on the nearest and best in her old life. Iler girl friends do not give

her up for lost and feel that she has passed forever out of their love, sympathy, regard and companionship. Her life has but broadened ; they will visjt her and she them as of old; they will take interest in her new world and she will retain as best as she can the threads of the old relationships. The husband usually is honestly glad that her days alone may be brightened a little by these friends, that she is getting out of life all the happiness that she can. Of course he has very little appreciation of her old admirers; her fervor of approval of their good points seems to be more sentimental than judicial; he cannot imagine what she can possibly have ever seen in A, or B, or the others down the alphabet of her men friends. Wild enthusiasm over them is hardly to be expected but for her woman friends, except when they camp around the house at all hours and make it impossible for him to have a quiet talk alone with her, he is usually complaisantly tolerant if not cordially encouraging. He does not always receive similar courtesy and consideration. When a man marries, even his truest, worthiest and best friends, those who have been close to him, who have been his confidants, his chums and his comrades, feel with sadness that it bus now come to the parting of the ways. They bid him good-bye, in spirit if not in words, as though he were' going to some island in the South seas and they might never see him again. It is not the natural drifting apart that comes from his absorption in his home, with new duties and responsibilities that- they fear; it is that they will be disqualified by his wife—and that her secre't influence

will be turned against them. Of course they do hot think she Is just the one they would have picked out for him, for a mail rarely does approve of his friend’s wife as quite good enough for him, but they are willing to be magnanimous. and let loyalty and charity wipe away prejudice, and even believe that she is the wonder her husband declares. If she be wise, for her own sake and that of her husband, she will try to make them her friends, too, and guard carefully against their even being washed overboard, much less Igk ing thrown ruthlessly into a sea of forgetfulness. If they already happen to be her friends as well, they usually will be admitted into..the home on her ticket and have a comfortable orchestra chair, but often, when it is otherwise, the husband alone can issue but a pass entitling the bearer to standing room only. There are some wives who show a strange jealousy in trifles. They have a hunger for allness; they are not satisfied with being merely supreme, and first and best and most —they want to be “only.” They are not content with ■being the sun of his life; they want to be the sun and all the constellations, too. They want to corner his emotional output and control the entire market. They often seem to consider his affection, regard, esteem, liking and favor as his emotional cash and that if he spends the least bit of it elsewhere it is taking just so much from them. Their constant fear of competition is a poor tribute'to their own powers.

When a man first tells his sweetheart or itis wife about his best friend, in his loyalty, generous pride, and confidence that he is speaking to welcoming ears, he may boom him unduly. Soon he may become conscious in a vague way that the audience is a bit cool and unenthusiastic, his, words do not seem to carry over the footlights and the applause is faint and perfunctory. When he tells of the time when they roomed together at college and pledged eternal friendship, it seems to her just a bit young and sentimental. When his voice trembles a little at the episode of the mining camp when his friend nursed him through the fever she say»: "Never mind, dear, now you •won’t need him, you have me to take care of you.” - _ The recital of a story of his friend s

sense of humdr does not appeal to her; it is weighed in the balance and found wanting. Every good* point she discounts in unquiet, illusive way he.feels but cannot combat, every virtue is shown to have : ‘fcome failing wrapped up in the seam?. When he is most Interested in impressing her she looks way off into the distance or flags his train of thought at the way-station of some commonplace observAtion that shows she has only been half listening as she interrupts to point out the funny shade of a cloud or to ask him if he does not think old-rose sash-cur-tains are beautiful. When he invites his friend to dinner at their house for the first time he is filled with a boyish delight—and overanxious that it will be a success. He is proud of his home and wants* to have it admired; he is proud of his wife and proud of his friend and wants them really to like each other. She is pleasant but just a little more dignified than is absolutely necessary; there is a slight air of constraint; talk does not flow freely. The fountain of his friend’s wit throws only a timid, tentative spray occasionally and causes only the faintest splash of a half smile. After the coffee things brighten up a little and over the cigars the two talk over old but—it is not a real trio. When good-night time comes and he goes to the door and help? his friend on with his coat, and on the steps a few minutes, look up at the stars and discuss the weather, prospects, there seems a note missing in the music. Both are conscious of it

When he hurries back to the diningroom, where they have tarried because it seemed more comfortable, to hear the verdict of the jury of one, he Is disappointed even though he feared it was prejudiced. The first remark, “Hasn’t he large hands?” does nut seem really vital but it is significant. He does get credit for dressing wellbut as this was to be expected, it not count. He laughs too loudly; L’.e seems conceited; he mispronounced four words; he called her husband by some flippant nickname; he has suclr strange views of religion, she is sure he is an atheist; there must be something wrong with his family, he never mentioned any of them; she would wager anything there is a cruel streak in him for she could tell it By the expression of his mouth. She seems to have a certain pleasure in checking off the items, seemingly unconscious of the pain she is giving. In her prejudiced mood even St. ftiul would be disqualified had'be come in as a friend upon whom the husband depended for affection, counsel and comradeship. In the days that follow the resentful rebellion stimulated by the defense and protest helps her to find new flaws and defects, and the never failing trickle of comment and criticism may beain to wear away a rock of friendship. The friend’s visits become shorter as the Interval between them grows longer and then cease. The husband occasionally meets him down-town and he chafes at the thought that he is not treating him squarely; it seems disloyal, but he cannot see how to change it. He frets at the curtailment of his freedom; he does not speak of the meeting at home. He knows that If he should speak it would mean a fusilade of questions, not of real interest but of curiosity, the instinct of being on guard like a sentry whose duty it is to challenge. He does not care to invite the inquisition. It is sad when a wife, even through overzealous loving, closes with her own hand the door of her husband’s confidence; it may—rust on its hinges and become diflflcult to reopen.

Other friends of his may be dropped overboard in many ways and for many excuses but with the same real reason. One may borrow money, another may have bad table manners which her comments convert into almost a crime, a third is not tolerated because his wife, and so the catalogue of extinguishing the lights of friendship runs on until all the old ones are snuffed into darkness and forgetfulness. The friends then are the new; ones they have made together since their marriage and her old friends that are new to him. They are those that have not weathered the storms and trials of life and been tested and found staunch and true. The old friendships carry with them a sentiment deep-rooted in the past, a. sweetness, a tenderness, a loyalty, a communion of memories and experiences that cannot be duplicated in after life. They are like old books that we have loved for years. The binding is worn and smoothed by our hands and by dear hands now stilled forever; the inscriptionwit 11 the duteis growing fainter for the eyes to decipher but easier for the heart to read; there are passages that helped and inspired us still loyally retaining our penciled lines so we could turn to them in perfect confidence whenever we desirer = * =

There is the thumb-mark that floods memory with a glow of hallowed golden light, for only we know what it means. There is the turned down page ft would seem irreverence to fold back; there are dim, dried brown tints on the margins that somehow suggest the autumn of our years; there is the fern-leaf slipped in that night we shall never forget while a smile is still left in the heart, and the narrow ribbon book-mark is faded and crinkled. And the whole book is dear to us and we love it and we trust it. It has an honest feel as we open it and it speaks the same old words just in the same old way with no slightest change! through all the years. The new editions in green and gold are beautiful but they seem so self-conscious and assertive; they look new and they smell new and they seetn untried, untested, unproved.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

GIVES BOYISH AIR

Blouse Coatee Is Rage for Both Indoor and Outdoor Wear. i Extends Several Inches Below Normal Waistline Where It la Caught * , in by Sash-or Fur. One of the new and very popular blouse coatees, which extend, a few Inches below the normal waistline and which give a peculiarly youthful, though rather boyish, appearance tp the figure, is shown in the sketch. These blouse coatees are the rage of the hour, and indoor blouses of thin materials are made on very much the same lines. The model illustrated was created by Paquin, and was composed of rust-red wool velveteen, with a sash of skunk, and the same fur on the ends of the sleeves. It was extremely chic. And quite uncommon, writes Idalia de Villiers, Paris correspondent;,. Several of our leading dressmakers are favoring this outline and it will certainly take a firm hold on popular taste. There is something careless, and, as I have already said, boyish about

The New Blouse Coatee.

this style of garment, and then it can easily be copied, which is no small thing in these days of obligatory economy. Many of the blouses made in this style are caught in below the waist by a loose silk sash which is lightly attached to the blouse here and there. The ends of the sash are tied at the back; other models are drawn in by a ribbon run through an inch-wide hem; others are caught in by a band of fur as Indicated in my drawing. But, of course, the model illustrated is an outdoor blouse. You will notice that it is buttoned right up to the throat at one side. This practical and comfortable notion is in great favor this autumn. The blouse or dress bodices underneath may be quite decollete, but the correct thing is the coat or wrap which buttons up to the throat and which can with or without a warm fur tie. The combination of color shown in the Paquin model is very effective; bright rust-red and black. I have seen rust-red shown in all the best establishments in a variety of materials. This color is charming in velvet or velveteen and it looks its best when juxtaposed with skunk or kolinsky.

BUSTLE IS MODEST AFFAIR

As Used in the New Clothes, It Is Not Nearly So Startling as the Name Implies. Bustle effects made their appearance Etome time ago, and there is a prospect they will be considerably featured this winter. Two seasons ago bustles were talked about, and a great many garments were shown with the back flare. Somehow they failed to “take," and in a short »tliiie they went the way of the barres silliouette, which pushed its way into brief sartorial fame during the spring of 1916. The barrel silhouette dropped out of sight for a season and then loomed up again. It was more favorably regarded on its second appearance. A similar state of affairs seems to have been created in regard to the bustle type of garment. It is a very modest and moderate bustle, not nearly so startling as its name implies, and it is generally the result of a drapery drawn from the front. Of the costume and madeXulLat the back, pulled up somewhat in sash effect. u _

Millinery Novelties.

The “bustle” has made its appearance in millinery, in the “bustle” hat, which has the brim upturned at the back. The high Cossack turban is. another innovation. As to shapes, the preference is given to those of medium size. Scarce as it is, panne velvet holds its foremost place among materials. The favored colors are taupe, brown and purple, but black has these all distanced. Feather garnitures and fur trimmings dominate In the decoruUveTead. —Drygoods Economist.

BLACK PUT FIRST BY PARIS

Placed Above All Other Colors in France but New York Puts Browns at Head of List. Imported or domestic, the new clothes are lovely. Exaggeration has not yet begun to do its worst, and modes are, on the whole, of considerable distinction as well as of charm, declares a fashion letter In the New York Sun. Paris has perhaps put less emphasis on brown, more on the blues and grays and greens, than has New York, yet brown is an insistent noth among the Importations, ■ and the woman who bought a brown suit a month ago need not regret her choice for any reason save that the shops are perhaps a bit flooded with brown. The blues of gray and green tones, the dark blues, taupe and all the soft grays, greens in bluish and grayish shadings, as well as in the harder, stronger ivy and billiard cloth; beetand other deetFTedSi ;inßhogany and copper, some good purples, the long line of browns from beige and castor to seal and, above all, black — these are the colors Paris loves and New York, as we have said before, is inclined to put the browns at the head of the list* ■ ■ Never, surely, were so many models sent across s'eas in black. There’s a grimness back of that statement, back of the fact itself. When one stops to realize why Paris thinks so largely in terms of black and gray, the fashion element in these colors seems vastly unimportant. Parisian black is a fact beyond dispute. Often it is lightened by other color, though this color is quite likely to be nothing more lively than gray or beige or some soft blue; but black velvet, black satin, black cloth relieved but lightly, if at all, figured prominently in every group of imported models.

SMOCK IS NOT A MERE FAD

It Is the Most Comfortable Working Garment for the Gardener, Student, or Artist. The smock is not, as most people who do not wear it suppose, a mere feminine fad; it is something more; it is the comfortable working garment of the gardener, the student and the artist. That it is comfortable needs no proving, and that it is having a tremendous vogue also goes without proving. But like everything else that has a vogue, it’s bound to be abused. Silk, satin or any other of the flossy stuffs is decidedly not the thing for the workshop. But here’s one smock that is. It is three-quarter length, raglan sleeved, unbelted, smocked true to type, and —of heavy art canvas. The smocking front and back and on the sleeve ends is rather elaborate; then there is a bit of oriental embroidery on the rather deep sailor collar just to preserve the feminine air.

CAPE COAT IS USEFUL

Every once in a while, among its furtrimmed rivals, a cape-coat reminds us that it is possible to be smartly ccated and dispense with furs. One of them is • shown here with a cape that is abbreviated so that it does not. extend across the back, but gives all the impression 1 of a cape just the same. It< is of wool velours and its ornamentation is confined to machine stitching and buttons. Such a coat is useful for all-round wear. Separate furs may be worn with it when they, are needed, and the cape gives it a distinctive military air, adding immensely to its smartness.

Flower-Trimmed Veil.

The flower-trimmed veil is the newest vogue. One’s favorite flower may be placed almost anywhere q* the veil, but it is more in accordance with the Whim, of Dame Fashion if that flower be a rose. Decidedly the pretty black or white lace veils are “in for Is."

SPARTAMBURG

FIT training ground for the. New York National Guard is Spartanburg, S. C., in the very heart of the American Sparta. How Spartanburg came to receive its name recalls the story of that Thermopylae which modern historians recognize as having had much to do in bringing about the effective turning point of the Revolution which gave freedom to the United States, writes John Walker Harrington in the New York Sun. What is now the county of Spartanburg was part of District 96, a region which in 1755 was purchased from the Cherokee Indians. Its inhabitants were mostly Scotch and Scotch-Irish families who had come down from Between the Broad and Saluda rivers, in upper South Carolina, in the region of the Blue Ridge, they had established the three settlements of Upper Fair Forest, Lawson’s Fork and Tygers. In their views of life and conduct these pioneers bore many resemblances to the men of ancient Sparta. They were self-reliant and aggressive, and endured toil, hardship and pain without complaint When South Carolina cast her lot with the other colonies she had much opposition from the Tories and Loyalists within her own borders. To overcome this opposition delegates were sent out by the South Carolina Council of Safety to explain to the people the situation out of which had grown the first Continental congress. The representatives of the council who went to District 96 were William Henry Drayton and Rev. William Tennant. On their way they stopped at the house of Col. Thomas Fletchall, commander of a regiment consisting ostensibly of colonial militia but In reality of Tories. They had negotiations with him In the hope of inducing him to join the popular cause. Finding him obdurate, they proceeded further toward the Blue Ridge. Mr. Drayton later reported that the people of District 96 were capable of resisting the Indians and also of putting a check on Fletchall and that therefore he had taken the liberty of supplying them with ammunition from Fort Charlotte, which was just across the line between the Carolinas as now delineated. Through his influence the region was made into new divisions and he referred to the part where the frontiersmen were strongest and most devoted to the cause of liberty as the “Upper or Spartan district.”

Organization of The Spartans. Mr. Drayton belonged to a race of scholars, and to him the organization of the settlements and the fearlessness of the inhabitants suggested very strongly the people who withstood the Persian might in Greece. When a regiment was organized in tire district it was called the Spartan regiment. Its comamnder was Col. John Thomas, Sr. “The Spartans” were attached to the command of Col. Richardson and took an active part in the snow campaign in which the Tory forces were much harried. The name Spartans was applied in time to all of those in northwest South Carolina, and although this difficult to trace the history of the regiment itself, the people of the region were continually active in the cause of liberty. Although South Carolina .was for three years without a regularly or-

ganized patriot army, the cause was kept alive by such men as Gen. Francis Marion, General Sumner and Colonel Thomas of the “Spartans.” On one occasion Thomas and several of his associates surrendered and entered Into an agreement that they would not take up arms for the balance of the war. It was understood that if they retired to their homes they would receive protection from the British commanders. Considering, however, that the agreement with them had been violated, they returned to the cause and fought as the annalists of the time say “with halters around their necks.” One of them, Col. Isaac Hayne, was captured, and after a summary court-martial was hanged at Charleston by the orders of Tarleton. Broken up as were their military organisations, the Spartans figured extensively in the detached and irregular forces of the patriots under Marion, Sumner and Moultrie. Major Ferguson was sent by Cornwallis to South Carolina with 1,200 men, of whoi-« five-sixths were native Loyalists. His Instructions were to intimidate the rebels and to bring in

Laying Out the Training Camp Streets.

as many recruits as he possibly could. Battle of King’s Mountain. The news of Ms nppfbgelr ntused the American Spartans to do or die. They left their farms and ranges, armed and came out of the passes of the Appalachians. Sure-footed, quick of eye, deadly In their alm as marksmen and acciistomed to deal hand-to-hand with the savages in fights with knife and tomahawk, they constituted one of the most effective fighting forces ever assembled on this continent. Their-garb was buckskin. They came like trile frontiersmen in hunting shirts, and on their caps were sprigs of hemlock, emblems of their rugged land. They came 1,300 strong, under the urge of a mighty impulse, and It was to engage the enemy at King’s Mountain, about forty miles from the present city of Spartanburg, that they chose as their leader William Campbell. He. was one of those patriots who had commanded troops of the irregular light cavalry and, like Marion, had suffered much for the cause of liberty. The result of the battle of King’s Mountain depended almost entirely on the personal initiative of the men of this Sparta of the western world. The American Spartans were accustomed to climbing mountains, and up the steep sides of the heights they went with incredible agility, firing from under cover of shrubs and trees when they could. The British charged down the hillside with bayonets and pressed back the American line. The pioneers formed again and went to the attack with renewed spirit. The cry was raised that Tarleton was coming in from the rear to the attack. Sevier rode like Sheridan among the patriots, assured them that the report was false and again got them Into line. The mountain was taken by the Americans in their fourth assault. The sharpshooting of the pioneers did deadly execution. Major Ferguson refused to surrender and although one of his men had raised a flag of truce he struck it down with his sword. He made an attempt to get through the American lines and was shot five times and fell dead upon the field. After his death his command surrendered. There were 456 British dead upon the field and of the survivors nearly every man was wounded. Only 28 of the American fighters were killed.

Back to Their HHIs. The battle over the men went back Into the strongholds in the hills from which they had so suddenly come. In the words of Elson: “At King’s Mountain they turned the tide of the war and insured the ultimate independence of America.” The success of the patriots in this battle emboldened the forces of liberty in South Carolina to concerted action. Gen. Nathaniel Greene, who had succeeded General Gates, reached the state in the December of 1780 and gathered about him an army of 3,500 men. His first move was to send Daniel Morgan, one of the same type as Francis Marion, to make quick dashes into the back or up country and to dislodge the British. With 900 men Morgan met Tarleton, whose command consisted’ of. 1.100, men,, about fifteen miles from the present city of Spartanburg. The battle of Cowpens which followed nearly wiped out the entire Tarleton force. . - Tracing back the chain of circumstances which had to do with the final defeat of the British arms the finger of history lingers upon the land of the American Spartans. Their action at King’s Mountain and Cowpens undoubtedly coMri'huted greatly to the final result / I After th« (warJthese pioneers turned their atten .the development of their fertile lands. The county of “Spartanbnrgh” was formed. The final “h” was/dropped early in the nineteenth century and the present spelling was adopted. The development of the city of Spartanburg was not rapid and even in 1800 there was only a small group of settlers there. The city had only 1,050 inhabitants in 1870, three times as many in 1880 and 5,550 in 1890.* At present it has 20,000 inhabitants. It has only been within recent years that the place has come into prominence Industrially. Now one of the largest cotton mills of the South is situated, in the city, and there has been a great increase in its resources within the last ten years,