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A WOMAN NEXT DOOR BY WINIFRED BLACK. rREAT) a brilliant pt.ory by a liant writer the other day. you happen to read it, too? brilDid It was about a woman - i .- lived down who "be hind the tracks," in a country town. She was a woman who flaunted the' streets in a gorgeous hat and expensive gowns. She wore bangle bracelets that jingled and rings that sparkled, and high-heeled slippers and "openworked" stockings, and the men 1 grinned sheepish ly when she passed, and nudged each , other, and the women looked the other i way and pretended they didn't even Bee her. One day the woman from "behind ! the tracks" bought, a house uptown i and moved Into it a neat, pretty little house, with a garden and trees, and she dug in the flower beds and watered the lawn and put out hanging baskets, and she went to market in a little checked gingham, and she looked wistfully over the fence when the neighbors went by, but nobody ever spoke to her at all. One night a baby was taken sick in the neighborhood and the woman from '"behind the tracks" saved its life. The next day she stood out on her porch and waited to see the baby's mother go by. And the baby's mother went by ' and did not see the woman from "behind the tracks" at all, and the woman from "behind the tracks" went and sold her little new house and the garden and all, and went back "behind the tracks" to live and all the people in the village pursed their lips and said, "She's gone back they always do." Good story, wasn't it, and a good Blap at the narrow-minded little mother, who wouldn't make friends with the woman who had saved her baby's life? f WHAT DID SHE EXPECT? We need a few such slaps as that, -e women; and yet I wonder what the woman from "be!hind the tracks" expected when she ; bought the pretty little house and the garden, and went to live among decent ! people? ! Did she think they would get out the band and meet and greet her at the doorsteps, or what? f You choose your friends because ijyou like them, and like their kind fjiot because somebody else thinks you jought to like them. ' If the woman from "behind the tracks" had come to the village from j somewhere else and nobody knew a ! thing about her, do you think the neighbor women would have liked her tiny how? I don't. She wasn't their kind; never was, Siever could be. She belonged to a different world, and every time she turned her over-blonded head and every time she opened her good-humored, too easily-pleased mouth, and every time he laughed her rather coarse laugh, ehe would have told what she was, and no woman of any fineness of perception could have been mistaken in her for a minute. No, I don't mean what she had been. That isn't what would concern'a kindly woman who was trying to decide whether she wanted her for a neighbor or not. 1 mean what she is. A gingham dress doesn't change the beat of a woman's heart; a g-.rden hoe doesn't turn her from a coarse, easygoing, blunt-hearted person to a gentle, delicate, lovely woman, does it? I .don't believe it. A LESSON FROM HOME. Once I had a maid a strange, silent, stubborn gorl with blue eyes, so hard that they were like a flint. She bad a strange, measured walk and a strange, controlled voice, and she always acted as if she thought some one was watching her. One day I saw her in a blue print dress of peculiar cut and shade, and I knew she was a reformatory girl. I'd Been her before, at the reformatory. I didn't say a word. I treated her exactly as I had always treated her, but one day she was gone and she left a letter for me. In it she said many things. One of them was this: "You know me; don't you? I believe you do. I thought I could be different, but I can't. You've been good to me, but I ain't happy here. I ain't comfortable, bo I'm going," and gone she was, back to the people with whom she was "comfortable," poor thing. Back to the people who w.ere like her and who had her ways and her point of view. I was sorry, but I didn't go after her or try In any way to reach her. Perhaps I should have I've often

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MRS. JOSEPH STICKNEY. BOSTON, July 11. Folk in Waltham, Mass., hearing about the recent and unexpected marriage of the former Mrs. Joseph Stickney, originally Carrie Foster, a typical country girl of Waltham, to the Prince de Faucig-ny-Lucinge, recall a surprising statement Mrs. Stickney made to one of her old home friends at her beautiful mansion on Fifth Avenue, New York, when she was in America six months ago. Mrs. Stickney, in referring to her deceased husband, said: "Joe left me every material comfort a wotoan could desire. But now I am lonesome. If I ever marry again it will be for companionship." Carrie Foster was twenty-two, just out of Lasell seminary, when she first met Joe Stickney, the wealthy mine operator and hotel owner. He was fifty. This was in 1890. Two years later they were married. The marriage was a happy one, Stickney dividing his time equally between his wife and his business. His fortune grew by leaps and bounds and when he died in 1902, he left his beautiful widow 120,000,000. Among the prominent Americans who have been mentioned from time to time as suitors for the hand of Mrs. Stickney were: Frank HltchcocJr, former postmaster-general. John Barret, the diplomat and Louis Bruiguierre, the San Francisco millionaire.

After the Honeymoon Married Life the First Year.

BY MABEL HERBERT URNER. Of Anna Anna!" Helen rushed excitedly into the kitchen. "Mr. Curtis has just telephoned that he is bringing a friend home for dinner at 7. Some one from out of town and he wants the nicest dinner we can have!" Anna looked up stolidly from the caks pans she was carefully lining with buttered paper. "Well, we ain't got much only roast and potatoes and beets and cinamon cake." "Oh, but we must get something a lot of things! This is the first time he has ever brought any one home to dinner, and we must have some-thing nice!" "Yes, miss but we ain't got time. It's after 5 now." "But we must Anna, we must get up a dinner somehow! I'll 'phone to the grocer and have them send the things at once. Now what shall I ori wondered and yet there were the children. Would it have been exactly safe? Selfish protecting my children at the expense of a poor thing who was trying to make herself over. Perhaps; but those children are mine. They are my business. It is my affair to keep them safe as long as I can. My own doorstep I must keeD !

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Does not allow Now a Princess - O der?" snatching up pencil and pad. i "No, help me, Anna help think of something we can prepare quick! "Grape fruit!" triumphantly, "we'll begin the dinner with grape fruit." She wrote down "Two large grape fruit." "Then clams clams on the half shell it won't take long to fix tEem." "But you can't get 'em at the grocer's," protested Anna. "No, I'll telephone to the fish man. Now what next? We already have th roast and beets and potatoes -what other vegetables will cook quickly?" Asparagus that's real nice, Miss," "Oh, yes," and she wrote down, "Bunch of best asparagus." "Now what else what else, Anna." "That's all we'll have time for, M'am." "Salad we must have salad! Haven't you some lettuce here?" "Only one head, and it ain't very fresh." "Lettuce and tomatoes." went down on the list. "Now the desert! An ice? That The poor thing from "behind the tracks" didn't belong in the neat little street uptown. She was no more In place there with her loud laugh and her bleached hair than the timid little woman who lived beside her would be in place in the ranks of a marching army. I don't blame the neighbor women for looking the other way. HonestIv. now. I don'tand the gorgeous hats and the flashing rings she' had 'had all these things

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N O human being is capable of giving safe and sane counsel to a married man or a married woman respecting domestic dillerences. It is a matter w hich should be decided between the two. When any third person intervenes, a judge of the court is the proper party. The most intimate friends of a family are not capable of saying where the fault lies in the major ity of cases. Even when a wife seems to be indifferent to her family and to her husband, and even when a husband seems to be unappreciative of his home, there may be causes for either ofTense undreamed of by those who believe themselves to be close friends. There are men who seem to the world at large the most perfect specimens of domestic nobility, honor and probity, yet who are impossible as companions and life comrades for women of refinement and sensitive feeling, and there are women who pass in the world's eyes as angels of goodness who are possessed of unpleasant traits enough to drive any normal man to drink or Insanity if he is compelled to live with them. The real character, the real disposition of any human being is never known or understood until wc have spent a year at least under the same roof. The following letter reveals nothing of the writer's character. won't take any time. I'll telephone to the confectioner for a block of Neapolitan and some macroons. We have fruit cake. Now is that all, Anna? Is there anything else?" "If we get time to fix all that we'll be doing very well." "Then, when I telephone for thesa things, you put an extra leaf in the table and get out the best linen." The next hour was a busy one. By quarter aftwr six- almost every thing was ready. The table glistened with the best linen and china, and the many cut glass and silver wedding presents. "Now, miss you'd better stop and dress," Anna urged for the third time. "Yes, yes, in a moment. I've half an hour yet. Oh, Anna, we forgot the flowers! We should have ordered some flowers then I could have used that lovely glass vase. We haven't anything for a centerpiece. "Well, if they get a good dinner they won't miss the flowers," grumbled Anna, with unconscious philosophy. It was only a few minutes later when Helen was hurriedly dressing that Anna came to her door with a look of blank dismay. "The oven, miss it won't burn! tragically. "It won't burn?" "It's out and won't light. The roast's only half done." Helen flew into the kitchen. Reckless of her pretty gown, she knelt down and tried to relight the burner. But her knowledge of a gas range was limited. A half box of used matches and a burnt finger were the only results. "Oh, Anna, what can we do what can we do?" A half-cooked roast, a cold oven, no other meat or anything to take its place, they coming in half an hour, make a situation undeniably pathetic. Helen was on the verge of tears. Anna was stolidly beating the salad dressing. "Parker Parker! voice was shouting at the bottom of the dumbwaiter. And far above could be heard while little neighbor turned her blue cashmere and trimmed it with black velvet one year and with cream-colcr-ed lace the next, trying to make herself look pretty to the one man she loved. How could the poor thing from "behind the tracks" think she would never have to pay for all that? After all, though, it isn't what you used to be that counts. It isn't what you would like to be, either; but what you really are, and no change in dress or in housing or any thing else will change that. T wish it would. How pitifully I wish It would.

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the buzzing of the Parker bell. "Oh, I do wish those people would answer the dumb-waiter somebody's always calling 'Parker!' It makes me nervous enough to scream!" Helen was almost hysterical. And then again, "What can we do Anna, what can we do?" Here their own bell buzzed, and 'Curtis' Confectioner!'" was called from below. "That's the ice cream, Anna, but what's the use of having ice cream if we haven't any meat?" Anna drew up the dumb-waiter. On the shelf was the cream packed in ice, and beside it was a number of brown paper parcels marked 'Parker.' The paper was torn on one side and the fresh red of a steak showed through. There were times when Helen's mind worked very fast but it never worked so rapidly as it did now. With a little cry she caught up the package, tore off the rest of the paper j and disclosed a fin larep norterhnimn I steak! Anna gasped. "Why, that's for Parker, miss the family upstairs." "Hush! sternly," and hold this dumb waiter hold it tight! Don't let anyone pull it up or down!" She turned the steak from its wooden dish into a large platter. On the re frigerator lay the change from a five dollar bill. She caught up two one-dollar bills and pinned them to a strip of the brown paper taken from the meat, and on which she scribbled: "Halfcooked roast! Oven out of order! Company at seven!" "Anna here put that roast on here, too! Maybe their oven works and they can use it." But Anna was too astounded to obey quickly. So Helen flew to the oven, dragged out the roast and put in, pan and all, on the dumb-waiter. "Now run it up quick! No, don't stand there staring after it! Come cook this steak! And cook it better than you've cooked anything in your life! And hurry hurry!" As she dashed back to finish her dressing. The dinner was a success. A brilliant success. Helen was just excited enough to have a most becoming flush and to talk rather more animated than usual. Mr. Harding, Warren's friend, made it very evident that he was charmed, both with his young hostess and with her hospitality. And Warren was plainly proud of it all. That night, when they were at IF ITS A PIPE GET IT AT Feltman's Cigar Store, 609 Main

that she is too deeply attached to them. I maintain if she loves this other man she would sacrifice one of the children or both of them to me, as I have a good home and nice surroundings. Although I do not say that she has not the same advantages still I feel that I could rear them up better under my influence and meet the future better than under this other man. Willing to Sacrifice All to Insure

Wife's Happiness. "My wife is twenty-six years old. and, as this is comparatively young, I do not want to destroy her happiness. If I am in the wrong I would willingly sacrifice my side of the issue and grant her the djvorce, but before I do I would like to hear your opinion." All that can be said in reply is this: That children should be placed under the care of people who are the length alone,. Warren drew her down into his lap. "Well, little woman, you did pretty well! And on such short notice, too! And that steak it was bully. I don't belieFe I'd change butchers after all.

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best fitted by character and moral worth and good behavior to bring them up. i Blood ties have nothing to do with! the matter. Paternal or maternal love, as that word is generally used, has little to do with the moral aspect of the case. Women who gossip, who are disorderly, who are weak-willed, and who allow their children to see all these traits daily have no right to brine up their own children, no matter how they love them. Fathers who are living immoral lives, who are associating with rovgh or coarse-minded people, or who use coarse language and who have never been taught self-control hare no right to associate with their children, because they are making an impress on the wax-like nature of a child an Impress which will harden with time and become a blighting memory and probably a bad habit- t The time will come under the new science "of eugenics which is being introduced when a censor will be appointed to study the domestic conditions in every family, and there will be laws which will protect children from the influence of the weak, the disagreeable and the incompetent homekeepers, as well as from the brutal and immoral. , Bringing Children Into World! a Small Part of Parenthood Bringing children into the world It A small part of parenthood. To the writ er of the letter quoted above no counsel can be given. It can only be said that the man of the best moral character," the best disposition and the best habits has the best right to Influence the lives of these children. He's certainly doing better. That'll the best steak I've bad for molhs.'J "Oh," Helen groaned Inwtrdly. as she hid her face against his" shoulder, "If he only knew where I got that steak." saai Take a IPCodalk With You. CAMERAS AND KODAKS From $1.00 to $63.00 QUIGLEY STORES 4th and Main

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