Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, June 2, 1915, Page 9

> o " them | came from where and I was almost sure . just s apt to say Valparaiso, Ind., as g anything else, THE BEE: i ! The Breaking of Chains By ELLA WHEELER WILOOX. Copyright, 1015, Star Company The thought of the world is waking out of a slumber deep and long, And the race is beginning to understand how RIght can master Wrong And the eyes of the world are opening wide, and great are the truths they see; ; And the heart of thie world is singing a song, and its burden is “Be free!" Now the thought of the world and the wish of the world and the song of the world will make A force so strong that the fetters forged for a miilion years must break Fetters of superstitious fear have bound the race to creeds That hindered the upward march of man to the larger faith he needs. Fetters of greed and pride have made the race bow down to kings: But the pompous creed and the costly throne must yield to simpler things. The thought of the world has climbed above old paths for cenmturies trod; And cloth and gown no longer mean the “‘vested power of God."” The race no longer bends beneath the weight of Adam's sin, But stands erect and knows itself the Maker's first of kin. And the need of the world and the wish of the world and the song of th» world I hear, All through the clanging and clashing of bells, this wondrous time o' the year; And I hear a sound liKe the bresking of chains, and it seems to say to me, In the voice of One who spoke of old, “The Truth shall make men free.” Schools Should Abolish Test Bogie 1 don't know a thing about it and don’t pretend to, but [ should think a teacher could tell by everyday recitations By WINIFRED BLACK. “The tests are coming again. 1 can tel] it by the cojor of the Little Girl's cheeks, or rather by the lack of |how much a child knows u:a what color, and by the hunted looK in the Lit- grade she belongs in. Why not? tle (Boy's eves. We used to call “examina- tions” in my day, and how we did hate them! -No quaking nis- creant ever -trem- The melancholy days have come, the test time for promotion. BN | when she comes home tearful and easily Pl moved. : Be patient with little son when he is sullen and doesn't answer the moment he's spoken to. & bled at the gal- | He isn't sulking. He's adding on his lows' foot more } fingers under the table. miserably then I | When daughter starts and flushes at #hool: at the door |your volce she isn't gullty of somo hein- classroom on the morning of exam- ination day. 1 hated writhme- tic, and knew I wouldn't “pass’ in ‘hat, so I :m’t rry about | . fi;_h. Worst” i “stways -bearable when you know ‘it is the worst and make UP|eep and light-hearted laughter. your mind €5 it * ous crime, she's just trying to remember | what to do when a greatest common de-~ !nominator doesn’t act the way the great- est common devisor thinks best. It's a matter of something almost like life and death to the little girl to know whether her paper is maurked &7 or T3, worid, not a thing. his feet behind her In the room, 1 could rattle off the presidents of the | .1, 44 “The Test.” I do hope she gets United States as glibly as the market | g,y from him alive. man ratties off the names of the vegeta- bles on his stand, but let there be some question in thé examination about who to put Lincoln before Washington and John Adams down somewhere with ‘Rutherford B. Hayes. The capital of the Argentine Republio? I knew it as I knew my own name, but let the chief inquisitor in the chamber of tortures ask me to tell it and I was By DOROTHY DIX. And well do T remember spelling Nice, | Listen, girls. Do you want to get out nigce—just like that—at an examination, |of the minimum wage class and into one and getting well scolded for it, too. that gets a comfortable pay envelope on What a farce it all is, the test and the | Saturday night? There's a way. It's by Be gentle with little Gaughter, mmher.l passing business. You know the streets in your own city, studying your job. and taking a real, . suddenly which street comes first, don’t you? Stand up in & row with a {burning heart in- lot of other people, who want to uulum.t in your uhead of you, and let some one ask you | work. There's a lot of talk about women not being paid ‘a living wage, and about woman's work not being paid as well as man's work. . It's all very sad, and and see what your answer will be. Missed, failed—to the foot of the class ‘or you! And yet the dunce who answered right knows just about half as much of your Adty, really, us you do. “Tests are nothing but nerve wrack- ors,"” said a very fine teacher to me the other day. “They'ro splendid to tell you | the saddest part of ust how nervous & child iz, and that's |it is that it's the all relentless working ““Phe cleverest children and the best, |Out of the I.; fxlf 100, often.pass the worst tests, I've no-|Couse and effect, ticed that time and ugain. Of course, (304 the reason that women are we have to have some system of mark- ing or we'd never get ahead at all, but I wish somebody would invent something 1o take the place of tests.” So do I, dear teacher; so do I. I've been in the newspaper business poorly paid is be- cavse so often thelr work 1s poor work: When a woman does good: work, when she puts intelligence and energy and alertness and faithfulness into her work, long enough to know just & few things | *he doesn't have to grumble about her about it, but I'dl hate to have any one :‘;{";".F:"'u.‘";‘;;';f' worke she pets :::d:" :,’:“::,: l::; ":,:7 ‘;:f"(,:w;: The great trouble with girls who g0 wouldn't you, Mr. Copy Reader? ou to earn their living is that they don't How about you, Brother Business Man? | ©Xpect to work but a-little while, ard so You seem to get on rather well in the | tfey do not take the trouble to learn business world. How do you suppose | thelr job thoroughly, and they only feel you'd pass & test on accounts and debits | the casual and perfunctory interest in it and credits at an hour's notice? that one does in a makeshift. They look Your record holds you where you are, | forward to matrimony as their real ca- Why should you go through an examina- | reer, and so they work with ooly one tion every once in so often? eye on their task and the other roaming atound in search of a husband. “What's the use in learning to apell,” says the stenographer to herself, “‘when {1 won't be in this pesky old office prob- atly more than a year?' ‘'What's,the geod of bothering. my head about 'earn- ing all about gloves, or laces,.or stocks ings and all the detalls of salesmanship, when Tll be on the other side of the counter when I catch a husband?’ says the shop girl. “What's the need of speeding up or cultivating my ear and memory so they are super-accurate, when I'll be cutting out all of this ‘hello’ bustness when 1 get a home of my own?” says the teles phone girl N tering duster. Put 3-in-One on cheese cloth and have a dustless duster. Keeps home bright, clean, sanitary. thefr work is only temporaty they do it in & listless, half-hearted way that really isn't worth any employer's good money. |ia t you can solve it by making your | Apd because they hope and believe that | i | 4 5 | | | Slie's all alone in the dark, poor little | the veranda. But history I liked, and language and [¢ning and there's a bogle after her, a | are in the lead, but there are exquisitely spelling and literature and EeogTADLY, o reat, goggle-eyed bogle, with big teeth | fiowered fabrics, dainty in coloring and but what boded that? Not a thing In the |ang clutching hands. Pitipat, she hears [ which the young girl will choose in place nd his | of the all-white gown. j clency” t The Season’s Garden Party Frock Has the Usual Ethereal Character A Great Deal of the Charm of Ensemble Depends Upon the Choice ,of the Hat. Summer wardrobe plans include at least one garden party frock, which is usuadly of an etherial character almost suited for the ballroom, except that the neck is high, the sleeves long and the character- istic traln s absent. Fashion indorses lovely nets, organdie and you can't, expect her to pay much ‘sheer volles and the revived cotton mar- attention -to little things Hke food and | quisetteg for the frock that one will wear when bidden to a lawn fete or for tea on In color, white and cream The fllustration shows a French frock of cream net combined with allover ém- selves efficient. That one word ‘effl- measures the distance between success and fallure, between a starva- tlon wage and a fat salary. Do you ever stop and think that the difference between a § a week cook and a $5,000 g year chef is just the diffe-ence between a bad cook and a good cook? The woman who never bothers to learn even the rudiments of her profession, who takes no interest in it, who has no idea of what degree of heat it takes to cook a roast properly, who slams together milic and flour and lard and trusts to luck as to what sort of bread it turns out, will be a cheap cook to the end of her days Advice to Lovelorn By BEATRIOE FAIRFAX Have More Regard for Appearances. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young girl, engaged, and am emploved as & book- keeper. sion to go out of town with my r on business, which took about half a day. He invited me to take dinner with him at a restaurant and I went. At another time he was out of town and phoned me to come to him, as he wanted to give me some business instruction. 1 complied with his_rec Was it proper for me to take dinner at the one time and go out of town the second time at his request? Have been in his employ for three years. He is married. INNOCENT. I in the course of business you have to go out of town to meet your employer, you must regard it as part of your work, But be sure to keep in the role of busi- ness and not to act as & coquettish girl, It would have been wiser to avold dining with your employer under the ecircum- stances. Tell Her the Trath. Dear Miss Fa x: I am 20 and have been keeping company with a girl two years older for the last four years. I joved this girl very much for the first three years, and now my love is Erowing colder toward her all the time, and my salary is small and I must give my parents part of it, because they are poor and old. Bo I ask you for your advice about this girl, and what I should tell her and what excuse. GEOROE. Your letter is proof of the tragedy a long engagement always brings to the girl. It you do mot love her, of course you must not marry her. So tell her what you have told me, and be sure you never |do such injustice to another girl Let ¥nd. Dear Miss Fairfax: I met a girl about two months ago and have thought the world of her. 1 am 19 years of age and get 3550 & W with a very good future Sundred other Uses with They complaln that they get lttlo pay. |before me. Do you think 1 love I {only knowing her so sho every bottle. 10¢, 25¢, S0c—sll stores | 50 Would any man who turned odt the | (¥ My folks discourage me p ! same grade of work ; | YOUTHFUI Three-in-One Oil Co. Belleve me, girls, the sdlution of the! You can't keep yourself on $5.60 & week 42 N. Broadway, N. Y. | minimum wage for the womleh problem|you nave not known her long enough 1is up to you. It will never he folvad by Your fe is work to Make a Study of Your Job Girls! Dorothy Dix Shows Ambitious Young Women Workers How They Can Get Out of Mini- mum ‘'Wage Class. Real, Burning Heart Interest Counts for Much. intensity approaches that of the prove™- OMAHA, WEDNESDAY, JU e Bees Home Mag broldery net. The latter is employed Tok the tabard panel of the front and back of the bodice, and this is elongated w0 give length of line to the figure. At the nides the bodice is slashed, ™ ! there are introduced.wide loops and flowt- | ing streamers of a cerulean hue whose al blue of the Itallan sky. There 4s no collar, since fasgion has done away with the neck .covering for youthful ‘frocks. A great deal of the charm of the en- semble depends on the sort of hat chos:n to crown the garden party frock. Thp one in the pioture is a fine straw \v,nl a fluted brim of net. | and out of a place half of the time. But tke woman who makes a fine art of cookery, who understands not only the sclence of baking and roasting, but is an adept In the concoction of scups and sauces, may name her own price and have people fighting with each other for her services. 9 NE 1916, azine Page By GARRETT P, SERVISS, [s there cuch a thing as luck, In the A ommon acceptation of L C. the term? What is the common acceptation of th term? gwioubtedly it {s that luck means the interference, for or against the per son concerned, of some superfor. super human cr uncomprehended power, acting autside the ordinary laws or processes of nature, that answer But Faken in 1 that thers is no such thing as luck sense, | this is merely the etatement of my per sonal, reasoned belief, and it xo happens that just at this moment there is brought to my attention & remarkable serles of photographs, some of which are here re produced, which represent, in materinl form, the contrary belief of a vast num | ber of people, who think not only that there is such a thing as lugk, but that it ean he harnessed and controlled and car- ried about In the pocket or KThg from a neckchain or watchehain in the shape of a little ivory, stone, wood, bone or metal idol or imag The objects herewith shown are Jap- anese “netsukis,” or mascots, carved in tvory or bone, and thousands upon thous- ands of auch things have been made. sold, given away and faithfully carried and devoutly believed in, not merely on the Oriental shores of Asia, but in Europe and America. The bellef in mascots is another form of the bellet in gemone. You can see that by #impiy 10cking over the figures. Many of them, and espefally those to which the greatest power is asoribed (as, for instance, the long-armed monkey and the monkey wearing a striped cap and hold- ing o finger in his eye) are clearly in- tended o represent hobgoblins, like the monsters that we see on mediaeval ca- thedrals, and which were gupposed to be chained there and rendereq harmless Ly Is There Such a Thing as Luck? Many People Think So and Carry Netsukis as Charms :l‘hon netsukis are carved in bone or ivory or wood. Some, lke these above, are heirlooms in Japanese families. their imprisonment within holy precincts | haughty spirit that goeth before a fall.” Tt is an extremely perilous thing to be-| It invasiably leads to disaster sooner or| the belief that you are unlucky is & dose lleve that you are lucky. It breeds “the)later, bacause it supersedes activity and | of mental marphine, induces carelesrness. On the other hand, Read It Here—See It at the Movies EARLE WILLIAMS % Tommy Barolay ANITA STEWART as The Goeddess Written by Gouverneur Morris (One of the Most Wotable Fig- ures in American Ldterature) Dramatized Intoa Photo-Play by CEABLES W. GODDARD. (Copyright, 1015, by Star Company.) Cepyright, 1915, by The Btar Co. All For- elgn Rights Reserved. Synopsis of Previous Chapter. After the tragic death of John Am bury his prostrated wife, one of Ame ca's greatest beauties, dibs. At her duath i Prof. Stilliter, 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 s taught “If you are determined to push on to New York vou will" sald Tommy. His quick ear caught the sudden appe- tizing cluck of & partridge. “Let's seo if we can get that fellow, he exclaimed. ‘“‘You sit down and rest yourself, Colestla. Nobody hunts much Jn these woods, and the birds are tame as chickens.” But Tommy's first move was really the opposite of a move, for he stood as still as he could and listened. Now a par- tridge or a ruffed grouse, if you give him his right name, is a born ventriloquist. you at all. First you say you come heaven and act as if you did, them you talk and act like a regulars girl, then you pretend that you never saw a man smoke before, And lhen—what are you trylng to do to me, anyway? Ts really the only dress you've got in world? Do you always wear a golden band around your hair with stage jewels n 1t And then suddenly a light dawned on Tommy, and he smote his thigh in ap- plause of his own clevorness. “T know what you are,” he sald. ‘You're the queen of the movies. You're up here staging & show, and you got Firat the partridge clucked to the right |1oreq and jet me run off with you for & of Tommy, then to the left; then in front ||ork, Prof. Stilliter has had something to of him and then back of him. Tommy g, with the scenario. Thp heroine is sups walked a few paces and onoce more #tood ;5404 to be a little looney. That's you, still and listened. This time the olucking Cejestin—and you're practicing all the came from directly overhead, and Tommy ' (ime on me. Well, thenk heaven,. it's looked upward in the dense branches of a | only acting. Why, I really thought you young spruce tree, and after #o 100king wers maq as a hatter!" for a few moments suddenly smiled. And ) " sald Celestia, "I'm not in the ! 'No,"t although she did not know what Tommy | eagt angry. But I'm sure I don't know what you mean, but I like you when you was smiling at, Celestia smiled, too. Why can one woman get $10 for makivg | by angels, who instruct her for her mis- a dress and another $100? Because one | slon to reform the world. At the age of |and buyers? The alert, women has learned her Job—she takes an |15, 8he 1s suddenly thrust into the world interest in it. She has studied the com- binations of color and the effects of lines. Shs has mastered the art of fit- ting, and when a customer goes to her she knows that she is going to get first class werk and that she will not have to send the dress back for alteration. The other woman is a hack dressmaker, who has nover learned her trade, and when u customer takes her a piece of goods only heaven knows how it's going to turn out. Who are the women who have risen from salesgirls to heads of (epartments energetic, wide awake girls, who took an interest in their | work, who learned all about the particu- | lar line of goods they handled, and who | were not afraid of doing a little more than they were paid for. Who are the stenographers that rise to be private sec rotarles in big business offices? Every| time they are the girls who took an in- terest, in' their jobs, who turned out letter- perfect work, who charged their memories with office details until they became in- valuable, Women talk about other women who succeed as being “lucky.” There's no such thing s juck in bustnese. It's just hard work, and being so interested in | your job that you lle down and rise up with It, und eat It and gleep it, and, | therefore, do it better every day. When {we see a person suddenly advanced to| some finc positioh, we exclaim at luck, but ft isn't Juck of weeks und years of labor that we haven't noticed. They've been getting ready for their big moment all along Wake up, girls. Put the. idea out your heads that you are just marking time | by working, while you walt for a hus band and so it {en't worth while to do| your work well. Perhaps you will marry, | perhaps you won't. There is no cer-| tainty In these days that you will catch & husband, or if you do catch one that| you will mot need to work after marriage | even more than you did before. Economic | conditions are more and more AIScourag ing men from assuming the burden of a family, and it becomes more and more apparent that the wife of the poor man in the future will have to be & wage- earner also It behooves you, thelr It's the reward then, to be one of the well paid instead of one of the fil paid workers. and it rests with you to which lass vou belong. You can become one of the cfficlent who can always command & %00d walury Or you can be one of the also- who are not worh even the poorest t forget that we all write| price tag | | dreas where agents of the interests 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 Interosts was ommy. In a few days, however, he found himself living amid luxurious sur- roundings as the adopted son of Mr. Bar- v. Time in its flight brings ml.nhBonfl ar- to Tommy and great expectations lay, who has planned to have Tommy arry into wealth. But Tommy's k of interest in Harclay's business affairs changes matters. Barclay meets with success in breaking up the match he had really planned. Turned down by the girl Tommy goes to the Adirondacks to forget the affair. While there he meets by accl- dent Celestia. THIRD EPISODE. And | feel as it my face were on fire, 100, she complained. ““Feverish,”” thought Tommy with dis- may. And then he said: ‘Stand still & moment and let me look." He noticed for the first time the ex- traordinary whiteness and delicacy of her skin. It was as if she had always been velled from the sun. “You're ‘wetting sunburnt,” he said with concern. ‘“That's what's the matter." “Oh, the sun!" she cried. '“The sun' Do show it to me! about it.” “Isn’t there any in heaven? { “How oft “Well i That?' exclaimed Celestia—but she could not Jook the sun in the face for more than a fraction of a second you talk, why sald Tommy, pointing, “that's “That!’ and she burst into laughing. ‘Do you kmow what I thought that was?' she said “What " Why, I thought, of course, that that was the gate to hell. And so that's the sun, and it's burning my face She touched her face with her fingers and then looked at their tips as if expect- ing that the burn had come off on them. “I've got some stuff at my camp that will take the burn out” sald Tommy. “Look out for that green stuff. It's got thorne and you can't afford to tear that ¢ begun to climb the eminence on which Tommy's camp was perched and with every step Celestia showed increas- ing fatigue He walked a little behind and at one side, now helping her forward and upward with an occasional touch of the hand between her shoulders and now with a steadily maintained pressure. Of course I'm not used to walking I've heard so much | heaven is so far | She mat down and leaned against the' tem of a birch, her breath coming and going quickly, her great eyes followin | every movement that Tommy made. Having located the partridge, Tommy !"ulflnw' his trout rod, and, with the | yend of the line, made a running noose. | Then he began very quietly to poke the rod up among the branches of the spruce | tree. An interested chuckiing attested to | the fact that more eyes than Celestia's ‘were on Tommy. | Tommy, his right hand clasping the butt ‘of the rod, his thumb breaking the reel, | reached gradually higher and higher um.ll“ his arm was extended to its full length | He added a fow inches to his reach by | standing on tiptoe. But even this was not | enough. 8o Tommy bent his knees a little | and then jumped. | Before his feet regained the earth a |frightful sqawking and flapping arose in the spruce tree, and then there was| dragged from it what looked lMke a pin- | wheel going at top speed. Hunger s the most cruel tyrent in the world, Tommy's thumb sought and found the base of an egg shell; there was a sharp scrutch, one last wild whistling of | the pinwheel, and then there was one cock grouse the less in the morth woods, | But Celestia looked poined mow, and |troubled, | | | “It ‘nas wings like an angel,” she said, “only darker.' Tommy was just going to say “It's |got whiter meat than an angel,” but| stopped himself in time and changed to “Bven people Who como here to make |the world better, Celestia, have to eat.” | "And be slipped the dilapidated bird into his pocket { | A few minutes later they veached | Tommy's camp, and after he had given Celestla & cupful of spring water he cut ifresh balsam boughs and made & thick |mat for her to rest on, and rolled his |coat and some other vdds and ends into |a pillow, 80 that she could watch him make the fire and do the cooking. In the midst of this he remembered thut | she was suffering from sunburn, and he | made her bathe her face in a lotion that smelt of camphor and niter and which burnt a little and then felt cool For lunch they had tea, biscuits (one of Tommy's most lamentable culinary fallures) and the partridge. Cooked, he| no longer looked ke the victim of mur- der, but very beautiful and sppetizing. | Celestia ate her ful share and then hy' back on her balsam boughs and watched | Tommy fill and light a pipe { “Why do you do that?' she asked, | “Wasn't the patridge cooked enougl Tommy narrowed his ewe at her and for some moments didn’'t answer. Them {he satd: "1 don't know what to make of got excited and talk fast and your eyes mile. It rests me.” Tommy shook his head at her and ' amiled reprovingly. (To Be Coninued Tomerrow.) WOMEN FROM 45 1o 55 TESTIFY To the Merit of Lydia E. Pink. ham’s Vegetable Com- pound during Change of Life. Westbrook, Me. — ‘I was through the Change of Life and i i1 I have taRen Lydia { E. Pinkham's Vege« table Compound and it has done me a lot of good. I will re- commend your med- icine to my friends and give you permis- sion to publish my testimonial.”” — Mrs. LAWRENCE MAR- TIN, 12 King St., Westbrook, Maine. 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