Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, August 14, 1915, Page 11

e NS 3 ey ASRES T P ’ ! b - THE BEE By JANE Of winds spice-laden, honey-sweet, Of blistering desert sands; Of fronded palms and languid heat, And far Egyptian lands, Of rugs barbaric hued and soft, Of silks in gorgeous strips, Of skies gemmed thick with stars aloft, Of songs and scarlet lps. A squat jade idoi, With jewelled eyes aflame, Hid in an antique Dreaming of whence he came. The Idol A quaint, squat idol, carved and old, Cut from a plece of jade, With eyes that, looking inward, hold Long thoughts that never fade. It speaks of dynasties and powers Now crumbled into dusf Of ruined minarets and towers, Of faded joy and trust. Of mummied figures, thickly bound; Of scents of Araby, And ancient time forgot, unwound Abreast a sapphire sea. "LEAN. a story of evolution. OMAHA, SATURDAY, AUGU ST 14, 1915. By GARRETT P. SERVISS, Bven finger bowls have a history, or In that story one | can read the progress of good manners quaint and oid, i shop, unsold, Read It Here—See It at the Movies, By Gouverneur Morris and Charles W. Goddard Copyrighe, 1915, Star Company. bynopsis of Pevious Chapters. John Amesoury 1s killed In a ralroad aoclaent, and nis wife, one of America s oSl beautifur women, dies fromn the #loek. 1eaving & -yous-oid dlumu. WO tunen by rrof. suuter, aseal of tne interests, far inwo the Adironaucks, where she 18 reared in tne weciusion of & Cavern. Fifteen yeurs iater Tommy Barclay, wno th “nis adopted ana, dis~ has just quarreied Wi fatner, wanaeis wto the woouds covers the girl, mow known as Celestia, in_company with Prof. Stilliter. Tommy i girl to New York, where sne -'fl'&xmw‘m-u a - pro- bulh:r able to win u:ve;'l;: Tore ¥he' atiracts Froddje the berrot, who becomes attuched to her. At a bl cloghing factory, where she goes to work, she exercises her power over the girls, | burned to death from bein, T e g time Stilliter, by Tommy. About t Barelay and others who are.working to- ther, decide it is time to make use of &Iflu who has been trained to think of hersel as divine and come from heaven. The first place they send her is to Bitumen, a mining town, where the coal rs are on a strike. Tommy has &one there, too, and Mrs. Gunsdorf, wife the miners’ leader, falls in love with him and di him to the men when he spurns ., Celestia saves Tommy from being lynched, and also settles the strike by winning over Kehr, the agent of tl bosses, and Barclay, sr. ry Black- stone, who s also in love with Tommy, tells him the story of Celestia, which she has discovered through her jealousy. Kehr {s named as candidate for president on a ticket that has Stilliter's support, and Tommy Barclay is named on the miners ‘ticket. Stilliter professes him- self in love with Celestia and wants to get her for himself. Tommy urges her to marry him. Mary Blackstone bribes Mw. Gunsdorf to try to murder Celestia, while the latter is on her campalgn tour, traveling on a snow white trein. Mra. Gunsdorf 1s again hypnotized by Celestia and the murder averted. THIRTEENTH EPISODE, Freddie tbe Ferret had not given warning for the simple reason that Prof. Stilleter had not reached the cave by the trail along which Freddie was cut- ting balsam from the shrubbler trees. He had come up from a different direc- tion, and entered the cave by its other mouth. He had expected to find Tommy and Celestia somewhere in its depths. As we know he had found only Tommy. Having, as he thought, dieposed of Tommy, he had now to find Celestia, who was, as he imagined, somewhere near the outer entrance to the cave, And there, just within it, he found her, Tommy's coat about her shoulders. “Come,” he said. ‘“The driver told me to wait for him.” “I tell you to come with me. You are no longer to obey the driver. He is a dirty hound.” She rose with a kind of reluctance, “The driver iy a dirty hound,” re- peated the professor. “Say it yourself,” “Hé is a dirty hound.” “‘He is dead. Say you are glad.' “I am glad.” ‘“You want to come with me.” “I want to come with you™ “Up the mountain there is a minister and witness. We are going to be mar- ried tonight. I have telegraphed the triumvirate that, your work: done, you have gone back to heaven. Soon you will be in heaven. Say that it will be heaven with me—my bride.” “It will e heaven with you.” Nothing colder or more automatic than Celestia’s voice can be imagined. “Kiss me.” She kissed nim. And as to what has been sald of her voice the same may be sald of her kiss. And st that moment, it may be said that Prof. Stilleter earned whatever fate might befall him. Grinning like a satyr, his pulses thun- dering with passion, the Beast took Beauty by the hand and led her to the mountain side toward a little hut that was known to him. d At that moment Tommy groping in the |senior for dariness, half “dead with dread and unxlety, had not yet found his eandle, |bim Hs but was just going to—too late to be of any help. Bat, at that moment also Freddie the Fervet, coming up the trail, with his usual luck, perceived Celestia and the professor in the moonlight. He dared not ghout to Tommy in the cave. He laid down the great double armful of balsam boughs on which his divinity was to have rested. and, weigh- ing I bis unbalanced mind the little pen- i 4 2 {and in much more ancient times, these vessels called In the middie ages, the precursor of the finger bowl appeared in the form of a kind of ewer, in- in human society. | tended for washing the hands and fin- at meals. The forms assumed by “aquamanilles,” or “‘aquamanales,” were often grotesque. In ancient days, as Mr. J. Tavernor- Perry reminds us, table knives and forke were virtually unknown, and the fingers were employed for handling and dividing food in a manner that would not be practiced in modern times, even at a pienle In Europe, from the | twelfth to the fourteenth centuries, the | custom prevailed at court and in the knfo that he carried against his mortal | baronial casties of washing the hands, at fear of Stilliter, he drew a deep breath | table, both before, and at frequent in- and followed ufter them up the moun- | tervals during a meal, tain side, on feet that made no sound. { For this purpose many vessels were In far New York, the triumvirate dining kept at hand, and the imagination of the at Gordon Barclay's house, recelved the artificers was allowed full play in the following telegram, so sure was he of fashioning of these vessels. The medieval A Grotesque Specimen. lection of such utensils, and he had to have a considerable supply on hand, be- oause great numbers of guests were ac- customed to sit down at the feasts given in his hall Servants carried around basins to each guest and poured water over his or her hands from the mouth of some grotesque figure, like those shown. Then a napkin was used to dry the hands. This opers- tion was repeated more or less frequnetly during the meal, according to the nature of the food consumed. Later on it seems to have become customary to perform the preliminary and the final washing of the hands at the entrance of the dining hall. There servitors stood with basins, aquamanilies and napkins. The aquamanilles, and their predeces- sors, the ‘‘gemelliby which were less convenlent -bowl-like vessels, were made of brass, bronze or copper, and sometimes of silver. In the Inventories of the house- hold plate of some of the French rulers particular specimens of aquamanilles, or alguleres, are described with considerable detall. Thus, John II of Bretagne had “an aiguiere of a man sitting on a ser- pent with gllded and enameled wings," and another of a man seated on an | enamelled clock, besides ‘“‘a square algulere supported on the backs of three ¥ When Fingers Were Forks The Aquamanille Was the Precursor of the Modern Finger Bowl. | aquamanilies disappeared, and the simple outwitting Tommy. from the village in lord may well have taken pride in his col- which he had intended to marry Celes- tia: Wi de, Adirondacks. To Gordon Barclay, Esquire: Sure now that the cause for which she came to earth will triumph, Celestia the Goddess has ml? bu':|k #"p:nven. We | shall never see her any i l Sald Semmes: “The blank of a blank has abducted her himself.” Said Sturtevant: ‘‘What the devil does he mean?” Gordon Barclay, after thought sald: “Her work s over. We are going to win. There is no doubt sbout that. It s better for humanity that she should go, And yet it 1s very horrible to think—to think what it is possible to think, I hope to God that ‘it wasn't bungled— that she didn't suffer.” He was silent for a moment. his voice strengthening: “The gospel that we have taught her to preach has more to it than we thought. | Let us speak bluntly. Many years ago | the scheme was convicted by greed and the lust of power. With the years, thesc passions fail in me. I would like to do good to humanity. OQur scheme—the gospel which we have preached through Celestia is & weapon with a double edge— a philosophy to use—or abuse. If I am elected president, gentlemen, I shall do what I may to—to—oh, you know what I mean, * * * * I thought I wanted power. To hell with power! I want | | Then, be sreat” He shut his mouth on the word like a steel trap and, deeply moved, sent for his butler, and told him to bring another bottle of wine. * * ¢ ¢ Celestia und Stilleter came to the door of a little log hut “That,” sald the psychologian, gate to Heaven—enter, my angel. As the beast was about to force her into the hut the silence of the night was broken by a twig crackling sound that might have been made by a cautious foot pressing gently on a very dry twig. Stilleter faced sharply about, and list- ened. His eyeglasses and his strong white teeth, the upper lp being drawn back with a kind of snarl of apprehension, gleamed in the moonlight. the (To Be Continued Monday.) Advice to Lovelorn She Must Save Herself, Dear Miss Falrfax: I am the worried mother of a daughter of 18. She is pretty and in love with a man of who lives off the earnings of his father and & il not allow me to say his level. What shall I do? B. Your daughter must be made to realize that she is throwing her life away for an infatuation. If this man loved her he would rise to her level instead of dragging her ‘down. He would protect her reputation at any cost. Don't be shocked—just be her friend—she needs you, and with mother for her confidante, 1 am sure she will be brave enough to pull her young life back to its level of fineness. A real love waits for her. She must be worthy when it comes. This man is only amusing herself, and is probably laughing at andther little “‘casy mark.” You and she must work this out together and win. Try to Win Their Consent. Dear Miss Falrfax: .}oun.“ l&x,n”nmnu l«vumm«?hwwyv‘r’.? 1o means It. Lately he asked me £ young lions.” This was in the thirteenth century, but much earlfer, in the time of | Charimagne, similar objects were r\‘A; garded as of Importance in the inventory | of royal possessions. i The story of tho clock that the mag- nificent and general Caliph of Bagdag, Haroun-al-Rashid, he of the “Arablan sent as a present to Charle- magn well known, but it is not widely known that the Caliph presented to the great western emperior a table-ewer, or ncquamanille, When the acquamanille was of large slze a sprout was provided with a tap for drawing off the water. This arrange- ment may be seen In the figure of a lion with & spout In its breast. Usually, however, the veasels were not too large to be easlly managed with one hand, and occasionally they were so small that they could only have been employed for holding some essence or perfume to be poured over the hands before and after eating. With the advent of the knives and forks at table and the abandonment of the use of the fingers for handling food, < 1 finger-bowl gradually took their place, |l By DOROTHY DIX. A young man, who avers he is of & sentimental nature, complains bitterly tion of matrimony. He says scorn- fully that in these duys girls do not marry for love, as their grandmothers did, but that they regard marriage as a business proposi- tion, and that un- less a man can offer them a com- fortable living they will have none of him. He further al- leges that when a man asks the mod- ern girl to marry him she actually has the nerve to ask him what he makes, and what his prospects are. This the young man considers shock- ing, and he opines that the n that 80 many men don't marry is because they cannot find any of the wweet, old-fash- foned maidens who agree with the poet, that love is enough, and who never ask for Bradstreet's blessing on thelr mar- riage. I think this matrimonial cynic, like a good many other cynics, doesn't under- stand the situation at which he scoffs. In the first place, there were never so few mercenary marriages made as are made today. The woman of the past had to marry for a home and a meal ticket. { Also she had to marry to escape depend- ence and to have any Individual place in the world. In our grandmother’s day the only gain- ful occupations open to women were do- mestio service, factory work, sewing and teaching. All were miserably ill-paid, and so if grandma wanted a decent living she had to marry it. Also an old maid was a figure of fun, despised, put upon, the fringe on some family that didn't is | want any appliqued edge of poor female relations. So, if grandma desired a home of her own, and position in society, and to be admired and respected, she had to marry an establishment, no matter what sort of feeling she had about the gentleman who produced the wherewithal, ‘The net result of this was that women shamelessly married, whether they loved or mnot, because marriage was the only open door to a career and livelihood. Wtihout doubt a thousand women in the past made & sordid, mercenary mar- riage, litegally sold themselves in mar- riage, where one woman does now. For the first time in the history of the world women are free to follow the dictates of their own hearts in matrimony, because with all the avenues of gainful occupa- tion that have opened up before the feminine sex, the modern girl can sup- port herself as well as the average hus- band is like to do. of these frivols by marrying, for observa- tion has taught her that the woman who curns her own clothes gencrally has many Mercenary Marriages are Few, Despite Cynics This Young Man Thinks that the First Thing a Girl Does When Proposed to Is to Ask How Much ‘‘He Makes.’’ Ll more of them than the one whose clothes man can support a family or not, instead aro given her by her husband. As for the cynic's caustic arralgnment of girls who ask their prospective hus- bands what they are making, why should |about what ho calls the commercialisa-| yy0y not? It is surely a question of some importance to a woman to know what sort of a partnership she is going Into, and what the resources of the firm are #olng to be, and what the prospects for the future are. No sensiblo man would be fool enough to put his all into an enterprise without making a few inquirfes about it It wouldn’'t suffice him to know that the gentleman interested in the project with him had soulful eyes, and white teeth, 'uud broad shoulders, and & taking way. He would want to know how much the man made, what energy he had, and | Whether he was one of the men with in- itiative who would be sure to get wlons, or & slack individual who would always !just falj short of success. Surely, If anywhere on earth good, hard, practical horse sense is meeded it is in the selection of a life partner, and it argues much for domestic happiness in the future that girls have begun to try to find out before marriage whether a By ANN LISLE. There was once & girl who was very unhappy. Life had hurt her cruelly by showing her the promised land of love and happiness and then taking from her at once the prophet who had led her there, and the knowledge of how to find the path—and leaving with her the memory of her one glimpse into all the loveliness that was denied her. All that she wanted It was impossible for the girl to have. And she could not bring herself to want any of the things that were within her grasp. She could find no measure of happiness in any- thing that happened to her. When her great goal of desire was taken from her, none of the little goals of every day mat- tered to her. All her days were quiet and drab, And the girl found no com- tentment in the quiet that followed her days of lovely melody. There was black spot in the girl's heart. And every day she unlocked the door of her heart and took out the ugly black spot and looked at it, and showed it to other people. And soon she began to feel that in her heart there was noth- ing but that ugly black spot. The girl hated love and feared it, be- cause once love had made her suffer so. And when other men came into the girl's world and tried to cheer her or even thought of loving her, she sneered and sent them away, for she knew how love could deceive, BShe remembered all she had suffered as & dreadful warning against putting herself in a position where sho could again suffer so, She deliberatcly remem- bered all she had suffered. “Love!” she laughed. “That is a far- cical name for the most despicable sel- fishness of man.” Hoon there came a bard look into her eyes. It was cupldity coming into hes soul. She remembered that she was pretty and young, and she wondered if she could not use these things to buy herself a litlle forgetfulness. 8o she of waiting till after marriage to find out that he can't. In poetry and novels romance is all that a young couple needs to start housekeep- ing upon, but in real life it takes a bank account, and unless that is forthcoming the romance melt way like mist in a morning sun, Nobody is sentimental when he Is hungry, and cold, and shabby. And When the bilj collector begins pounding on the door Cupid beats it out of the window. It takes a full stomach, as well a8 a full heort, to Inspire lovemaking. These are trulsms as old as civilization, and it doesn’'t kil romance, it promates romance to bear them in mind, Of all disastrous marriages none more quickly ends in misery and disillusionment than those which are not supported by an ade quate financlal plank, and it girls ha acquired enough sense to inquire into the state of a man's pocketbook, as well as his affections, before they marry, it's go- ing to do more than any other one thing to stop divorce. b 1f this is what the commerclalization o¥ matrimony means, then the commerciali- zation of matrimony meets a long-felt want. Let's have more of it. A Fictionless Fable went down into the city to see whom she might attract to his undoing. Bhe roamed into a brightly lighted eafe ~and sat walling for what fate might be going to bring to her. And her heart was reckless and bitter and almost as black as she thought it Suddenly she looked across to a nearby table, and thore sat the man for love of whom she had shut the sunshine out of her life for two years—and her hate for whom she was going to admit into her life all the blackness of storm. He was as young and handsome as she had re- | membered. He was marvelously groomed | and as gayly prosperous as If he had | never hurt & woman almost to her un- doing. And he was smiling into the infatuated eyes of another woman. And suddenly the girl who had missed him from her life through two long years, found that she had missed a phantom of her imag- ination—not a man. If she had been debarred from being his wife, the girl knew suddenly that there were still millions of things in life to give her joy—if only she did not forfeit her right to happiness by being unworthy of it. The girl sensed that the man had not made her unhappy through two long years of suffering—but that she had tended and nourished unhappiness as if it were & flower Instead of a weed. And so she got up and hurried back to her home. And in her garden a man was waiting. She bhad known him for two long years—but she had never seen him before. “I knew you would come back,” said he. “I wanted you s0.” ‘The girl looked at him gently. “I think we get what we want. I've wanted to be unhappy for a long time. I want to be happy now." For suddenlly she knew the great moral: If one has the desire one arrives where one wirhes to go. And the prom- ised land is there over the wall of pain —and if one guide falls, another will |made hersclf pretty in & new gown and |come. 1t Goes on tion In life, said to a friend: “What does ment. It means taking the rough stone or marble and chipping away at bring forth the di- vine » your garden of all noxious plants and unsightly shrubs and making ‘beautitul please the eye and rest the mind, statues Life as a Paying Investment Ella Wheeler Wilcox Urges All to Follow Her Own By ELLA WHEELER WILOOX, 1015, by the Star Company. burdenied toller o'er life's “opyright, one poor rond, Who mests us by the way less consclous of his galling ond Then life, indesd, does pay. f some despondent soul to hope fs n That lLies always in loss, Why, then, we too are paid for all the pain Of bearing life's hard cross. In some despondent stirred, Some sad lip made to smile, any act of ours, or any word, "hen life has been worth while. A brilllant man, occupying a high posi- soul to hope 1is he game of life mean, anyway? What is t for, and does it pay? The game of life means self-develop- it until you tue. It means weeding it a spot to All and all wardens may not be the same. We are not all given Headlhight on the Path of .\r-;-tvmpiis:lrxrlrfinmj That is all the Creator demands of us, among aoctly that whish we have earned in other Incarnations. ourselves what use we make of the ma- and He demande it of all of us. There I8 no Injustice tn the fact that tomo are given marble and some are wiven wood: that some must spend their days among vegetabios and some flowera. When wo begin this life we receive ex- It depends entirely upon terialn given us. Instead of looking with envy and jealousy at our neighbors who have bet- tor materials than we on which to toll, we should utilize every hour of our lives in making the best use of our own ma- terial. Just as each raflroad train has its own track, so each mortal s given his own life path, or, rather, he has se- lected his own life path, by his deeds in the past, even though he may have for- gotten those deeds Imagine the chaos and confusion which would come If one train tried to leave its track and Jump over upon that of an- other, because that one led into pleas- anter scenery. Keep to your own track, follow your own headlight, and you will eventually reach the station where you belong. Life “pay"” when we can look back across each year and feel that we have made some progress in the development of character. Life “pays” when we realize that we have tried honestly and unsdlfishly to help some one, No matter {f we have failed in that effort, and the one for whom it was made has not appreclated our act, the fact that we have tried means growth. When wo stop trying to be helpful we tivate flowers, Some of us must use com- mon stone, or even wood, and we must us, we must make the very best use. stop growing. When we want any re- ward for our offorts at helpfulness, even & reward of gratitude, we may be sure they are not wholly unselfish instinots which gulded us, To do gvod for good's sake—that is the only right ambition. marble, nor are we all permitted to cul- cultivate vegetables, instead of flowers. But of that material which s given to 125,000 DRUG STORE ITEMS Of course, we cannot montion them all here, but a list of a few dozen standard articles are given below, This will suggest the wide range of the Sherman & McConnell Drug Co. (4 Stores) Stock. Did, you ever fail to find what you asked for at our stores? with price. SPECIAL FOR SHAVERS $1.00 Ever-Ready Razor, Saturday 60¢ pkg. Gillett .. 69¢ 39¢ Hires' Root Tieer, 20c 'size It makes 5 gallons, Blades, for ........ 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