Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, August 23, 1915, Page 12

The Bees Home Ma Every Man a Peter Pan Unlike Women, They Never Grow Up, and that is One Reassn Why Sexes Under. stand Each Other So. Little By DOROTHY DIX. One of the reasons that the two sexes understand and sympathize with each other so little is because women al ways so much older than men, no matter what relative age they really are. Women are born grown up. They are mature even in their cradles, but the ma- jority of men are stll boys at heart even when they are &ray ang gouty. Not without reason did Barrie make Peter Pan of the masculine persuasion. No fe- male Is ever a Peter Pan at heart, how- ever, much she may affect the role in her clothes. She may rig herselt up In infantile white mus- lin and blue ribbons, and wear curls, and affect the baby stare, but under- neath her poss of youth, her soul has wrinkles and crow's feet on it Women recognize the fact that men keep their physical youth much longer than they do, and that a man of 40 still looks boyish, while a woman of that age Is frankly middle-aged, and heaven alone knows the work ang worry, and dioting, and massaging, and genernl martyrdom that wives go through in order to keep in their husband's age class. This is why custom has decreed that the husband shall be older than the wife. Experience has shown that even when he has the lead of her by ten or | twenty years she will c: before the tin wedding around. up with him iiversary rolls But It men keep young In body longer | than women do, still more do they keep young in spirit. They are boys to the end of the ohapter, and this is what their wives never comprehend. When a'woman is grown up she fis all grown up. She is sophisticated, and of the worl worldly. The things she enjoys, the books she reads, the plays #he sces are striotly for grown-ups, not for children. On the other hand, no matter how clever ang intellectual or how big and powerful the man wets to be, he still keeps somewhere in his soul the apirit of a boy. His Mdea of having a per- fectly gorgecus time 18 to get away from people and go fishing with a stick for a fishing rod, and a tin can of worms for bait, as he did when he was 10 years old. Tt 1s men who prefer musical comedy and farces to the problems of Ibsen and Sudermann, and it is men who like to read detective stories and 10-cent thrill- ers. It s this boy spirit that makes men collectors, and that raises wifely wrath lecause husbands—until they are taught better by thelr spouses—clutter up the liouse and spend perfectly good money on butterflies, or postage stamps, or old prints, or something else that the mature ladies to whom they are married con- #ider childish and foolish. founder on the rock of age. The wife lacks the fine vision to see that in tho shadow of her big, strong, competent :::lhfl there lurks the little shy boy to and .MM wut. coddled, and petted, And it is this little boy who, o welcome nor recognition at h:uu-l: often runs away to some other woman in Dis desperate hunt for a play fellow. You can see ample proof of this In the letters {hat are pathetic, as well as ludicrous, that form the main e in almost every divorce suit, and in ol the writ- ers, often men who have achieved mil- llons by thelr own shrewdness, or men who have achieved fame in some pro- feasion, slgn themselves ““Your Little Boy Blue,” or “Your Billy Boy,” or some other imbecllity that belongs by right to the age of calt love instead of the love of maturity. Also It 18 to be noted that the method of fascination that appears to be used by these sirens who break vp homes consists In treating their elderly admir- ors as If they were indeed Billy Boys in- #tead of respected Willlams, with a high position in the community, There is food for thought in these reve- lations of the divorce court, for they show that & man never gets so old that he doesn't want to be petted and Jollted and made much of. Bven when he ha only one scant hair to brush across his bald spot he desires just as ardently to ! There's many a slip "twi Somebody 11 dreams and dreams! covers over the cold, bare kn “I will make of her (Janey is so sober and bright and sedate; THE BEE: xt the dream and the realization. ee—and dreams and dreams! | | { By Gouverneur Morris and Charles W. Goddard Oupyright, 1915, Btar Compans. Synopsis of Pevious Chapters. John Amesbury s killed in a raliroad @ccident, and his wife, one of Americs s most beautiful wome! dies from the | shook, leaving & 8-year-old daughter, who \s taken by Prof. Stilliter, agent of the| interests, far lnto the Adirondacks, where he is reared in the seciusion of & cavern. | Fifteen years iater Tommy Barciey, woo | has just quarreled willi his adopt fathor, ders 1t Lhe WOOds O |covers the mrl, now known us L in compauy with Prof. Stilliter. Tommy tukes the girl to New York, where sie falls iuto Llhe clutches of a noted pro- i have some woman curl it around her |SU'eSs, bLut is able to win over the | nonsense, the gay non-|by Tommy. outh, and this is another side | Barcluy and otn that his wite cannot understand man who has achieved Big things bl things can ngs to little to being » eternal grasp. “nd who is Interested hi ones who have the the boy in the man, large i} tl!! fix 4 & I i i L irel i i if | § i if £ v 5 H £ ement of They recognize that of the faults of husbands that so forgivable are simply man himself |Into a deserted vood to his wife, all the | umvirate * that baok woman by her pecular hypnotic power. Here she aliracis Freddie the bec od Lo her. At |clothing tuctory, where she goes Lo Work, |#he exorciees ner g:w-r over the J‘l:h. lana is saved from being burned to deatn About Lils Ume Stilliter, # who are wurking to- tine to make use of Who has been trained Lo think of hersel us udlvine and come from beay ‘I'he (iret place they send her is to Bilumen, mining town, where t coal miners are un a strike. Tommy one Ll (oo, wnd Mrs. Gunsdorf, wife | ihe miners' leader, falls in love with him and densunces him to the men when b sburns her, Celestia sa\ ther, decide it Celestia, by winuing over iehr, the agent of the bosses, and Barclay, sr. Mary Blac wlone, who s also in love with Tomm; |tells him the story of Celestia, which sh ihas discovered through her jealousy. Kehr Is numed as candidate for president lon a ticket that has Stilliter's support, and Tommy Barclay is named on the miners\ ‘ticket. Stilliter professes him- self In love with Cel ud wants to #et_her for himself. urges b to warry him. Mary Blackstone bril M. Gunadorf to try to murder (elest while the latter is on her campuign tour, traveling on a ow white treiu. M Gunadort iy axs and the murder a - Stilliter hyvotizes Cel d estia angd lures her ber to undergo a mock ' pe! formed by himself. He notifies the ti- Celestia s not coming fecdy the Forret tollowed marriuge, and in the s lll!} it ay (ni © Laey a ke and drow Tom urh to New York, wher liter s | And there's a wide gulf sometimes between the ambitions that burn in somebody’s mother’s heart and the aspirations that flare in the small marrow breast of somebody still in curl-papers and smocked frocks. in her soft pillows with her eyes fast shut and her cheeks red—her white curlers like ghostly horns in the faint light, her weary little legs that ached so when she tumbled in (did you ever have that dreadful leg-ache when you were little at the end of the day?) humping out of the covers, her busy little fingers still. And And her soft-faced mother, slipping in to peek at her before she locks the doors, one last look, and snuggles the OMAHA, ~—There's Many a Slip ~ Copyright 5, Intern'l News Bervice. she has brain and heart and gentle ways and demure), we'll make an educator our of Janey. A teacher. Mathematics perhaps. Girls must know how to do something nowadays. And Janey loves bables. And gets wonderful marks in arithmetic! And, of course, Janey ‘won't have to do that. But she can if anything ‘should ever happen to us.’ And Janey—somehow school teacher is Janey's type.” So dreams the soft-faced mother and aspires! But Janey! ‘Oh, to be a circus-rider—with a pink fluff skirt and a glitter all over! On a big white horse. To go 'round and 'round and 'round and jump through paper hoops and never care. To wear satin slippers and walk, nippy, nippy, nippy, across the saw- dust. To run across the ring as fast as anything and run up the side of the big white horse who never says a thing. To have yellow curls and di’'monds. And teeter on tip-toe on the broad, fat back of the gazi ne Page |, eircus rocking-horse! To have the clown always along—and have plenty of lemonade and popcorn free! Oh gee!’” My gracious—————what a yawn between the two! But this is truth. Across the gulf that lies between all souls the teacher with chalk and arithmetic and the circus rider in pink tulle look at one another out of the dreams of parent and little child. And both would be amazed if they could read the other's desire. Both dreams may fade. The circus-rider may vanish as though her pink bobbing skirts were set a-fire! The teacher may fall into ruin along with the bareback rider and leave no shred behind! Dreams change, and the little boy who burned to be a cab-driver may go to congress, and the mother who aspired to make a lawyer of him may follow her Pole-hunting son as far as the great ice-bar- riers! 8o it is!—NELL BRINKLEY, find Sturdevant telll F o big Celestin has returned to les FIFTEENTH EPISODE. meeting that aven. Gordon Bacelay's servants had orders to admit no cne without orders. The city was in a turmoll. With each fresh [edition of the newspapers the situation of the cobspirators became more serious. In the public parks effigles of them were hanged or Surned. It became necessary to keep a -ordon of police about Bar- cluy's house. In Semmes' house and Sturtevant's no window remained wholo. For twenty hours these two men had been Barclay's guests Gunsdorf's great hour had come—that hour for which he had plotted all his life, and lied for and schemed for. He had been the leading figure in the mob they had tried to lynch the triumvirate in the first burst of rage. And he found himself suddenly at the head of all the lawless elements In the city. He was drunk with power and a sense of his own importance. But openly he spoke of his love for mankind. Through a man friendly to him and deep in Gunsdorf's councils, Tommy learned that the lite of the man” who had adopted him and been good to him was In danger. His house was to oe stormed over the heads of the police, and himselt hanged or torn to pleces, as mignt happen. All their differences fled from Tommy's mind and he remembered only tholr mutual affection; so he hurried to the old famillar house and was presently admitted “It's just to say a few words," sald Tommy, and he told Barclay what Guns- dorf was planning for that ‘ery day. Gordon Barclay had turned very gray in the last days. He was a broken and disappointed man. Still he clung warmly to that remnant of life which remained to him, “We'll go to Gull Island,” he sald sim- ply, “till this thing has blown over. I suppose you are not unhappy about what has happened. It's a pity came back * * * Tommy, when we quarreled I was ambitious for power only. Later I began to think that Celestla was a real panacea for a sick world. So that If I had been destined to rule, T would have ryled for the good of the people. I want you to know that what began in cynlelsm endad in faith and homesty. I have put you back in my will for practically eyery- thing | possess. Oarlton Fitch has turned knave. Mary, if she marries him, will be worthy of him." “You'll need somebody to keep house for you at Gull Island" sald Tommy. He was too moved to refer to what he had New York is By ADA PATTERSON. New York fis the rudest city | world. A city may be safely and justly judged by the manners of its people. By that | standard New York holds the sorry champlonship of Il breeding. More women can stand, and. do stand, in a public vehicle while men sit, in the metropo- lis than any other community. I have seen more men, hats on, en- gaged in conversa- tion with women here than in any other city I have visited on either continent. in the |dust learned. 1l get Celestia there as ! quickly as I can." “Have you married her?’ Tommy looked very manly when he said that he had. -And Barclay smiled one of his old-time daszling smiles. “And I think,” he said finally, “that you had better get out of this house as quickly as you can get. I'm golng, too. 1 can’t afford to be a hero." They shook hands and parted, never to meet In this life again. Late that night Tommy and Celestia and Freddie the Ferret, whom Tommy | was trying to train to be his valet, caught the last boat for Bartell's, on Bartell's Island, from which Gull's Island may be |reached in an hour in a fast launch. €O | They had had no word of what had hap-| S0 many men converse with cigars be- ! pened In New York. At Missaquid, the tWeen their teeth that there is a new dia- point of departure for Bartell's, there|lect which I have named clgarese. | seemed to.be some sort of a rumor in| Here it is a commonplace for men to | the air and a state of suppressed ex-! Push past womenm, while crowding into a citement. Usually it is a town that goes |Car. If they did not do so the women to bed very early. But this was not the | Would be surprised. It was such an ex- case tonight. There was a rough looking | ceptional standing back and ralsing of crowd at the station, and at the wharf. ' & hat that caused a woman onlooker to Tommy, without arousing suspicion, |58y to a friend, “What a queer, old- could not find out if Barclay, Semmes ! fashioned man!" In the friend kindled a and Sturtevant had gons on ahead or|transient spirit while she answered: were following. | “Everything that is kindly or considerate “If they are behind us," he said to Ce-|New York calls queer and old-fash-| lestia, “they’ll have to charter something. | loned.”" More than one corroborates this Perhaps father will come all the way by | statement. For instance a young man boat—that would be best. His own yacht | led an old woman across a street crossing would be spotted. But he'll work some- | and one of the leading newspapers made | thing." a “story” of it. Gull Island resembles & loaf of bread | Ask someone for directions as to house | that has risen too much. A rounded, |or street and he will either walk on with- | billowing top is set upon high, wlmost out answering or will look upon you with | perpendicular sides. There is only one|a suspicious eye while he makes curt| landing place, and from this the habitable ' reply portions of the island are reached by a! Dare to ask a street car conductor a steep and narrow path. A determined | question and you will either be barked at | man with a pile of cobblestones could or will be the butt of his heavy wit. stand off an army. New York is the city of impassive faces. it was Gordon Barclay's favorite es-!The impassive face is the trademark of | tate. The timber was mostly scrub oak rudeness. If our countenances are so | | whip lash of hurry. the Rudest City in the World York is a city of tired, unsmiling faces. foreign element save to let him gr into his second generation. The first s of true courtesy is deference to woma hood. The hordes that land on our shor from beyond the Atlantic or Pacific ha no regard for womanhood, or if it exi in a few instances, it is successfuily hidden. The immigrant's son will teac’: him that principle. His grandson may perfect him in it. 'HAVE YOU A CHILD? long for children, but because of ical derangement are deprived all happiness. v The smile is a sign of a fluld spirit. The | 1 spirit of the metropolis is rigid. Nowhero in the werld will you see such cold eyes as in New York. In other cities of the United States and of Europe a stranger is not necessarily regarded as an enemy. In New York he 1s looked upon not only as an enemy, but as an object of police survefllance. In every other city there is a flatter- Ing interest in the denizen of another clty. The typlcal citizen of the metropolis is Indifferent to every town save his. “We do not need to travel." “Everybody and everything comes to| New York,"” is his smug conclusion. He | is as inhospitable to ideas as to persons. Why is New York the rudest aggrega- tion of men and women in the world? S For two reasons. People lead the most | gome curable ph: hurried lives here. The forelgn element | Of this greatest is enormous. When an evil is emphasized s remedy should be offered. The cure in the case | of New York's grossly bad manners is twofold. One may be found wherever, from train or ferry, you step into an out- lying town. There folk are less hurried They have time to think of others, tima to smile, time to turn on the pleasant ! glow of human interest. When out of | the crowded island of Manhattan citizens | 8 move to more lelsure communities, leav- ing the island to be a clearing house of | business, and of ideas, there will be an| improvement in the street manners. For | the manner reflects the life of the man. | The whip should be the municipal sign ot New York, for everyone is under the There is s0 much to do, so little time in which to do it | Rush, crowd, trample, is the municipal | rule of conduct. The man who'has left off the shelf life of the New York apart- | ment and sleeps elght hours a night In| a room with a yard—he doesn't call it a | J§ lawn—with a tree and a few Liades of | grass In it will feel an unwonted relaxa- | tion of the muscles of his face. He will | remember {0 sposk to the elevator J‘n‘ and he will have kinder thoughts of his| office boy. | There is no hope for the newly arrived | N ‘were restored 's Vi - aak them about - The women whose nas to normal health by Lydi ble Compound. Write | “I took your Com- pound and have s fine, § il JorN MiTcHELL, Mas- sensa, N. Y. “Lydia E. Pinkham Vegetable Compound is & expectant mothers.” — i Mrs. A. M. MYERs, Gor- donville, Mo. “T highly recommend Lydia E. Pinkham's Veg etable Compound before | child-birth, it has done so '~Mrs. E. i| M. DCERR, R. R. 1, Con- shohocken, Pa. “T took Tydia E. Piok- | and serubby little pines, but in a dense grove of these Barclay had bullt a low, rambling house which was very dear to him, and wonderful rose gardens, which were even dearer, In this island retreat, open and ready umvirate, it only they could reach it. would be as safe from mob violence as on & ship at sea. | A steep climb, a wild expanse of star- lit moor, little anclent trees growing very close together, a strong perfume of bayberry bushes, of sweet fern and roses, and then the low-cellinged, softly-lighted | bail, with many men servants, a cool de- | Mghtful nieht, soundly slept—these were | Celestin’s first impressions of Gull island. i (To Se Coutinued Toworrow.) Ihr the master the year round, the tri-| very weary that they are unable to show | & response to the persons who give their time to conversation with us we should| seclude them and ourselves until they are I rested. Responsiveness is courtesy. Un~ responsiveness is boorishness. 1 met & young girl from California who | had come to seek that “fortune that the | few find and the many miss. I asked | |about her mood and her progress. She {burst out: “I am miserably homesick I think I shall take the next train home. |1 am not getting on at ail. How can any- jone get on In a city where everyone| wears & mask? I want to go back to VAD;?Y(;u Knbw That A barking fox at night indicates the coming of a heavy storm. Shakespeare , alw endowed his beauties with very white skins. The jeliyfish eats by wrapping ftself ‘round its food and absorbing it. Nine churches in England sre named in honor of St. David of Wales. California, where facial muscies can still relax. I want to live in a town where | people smile." The girl, though angry, was right. New | | pha Thers are 4000 muscies in an ele- s trunk, and only 57 in & man's body. | '"— Mrs. MosE BLAKELEY, Coalport, Pa: “I praise the Com- pound whenever I have chance. 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