Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, September 2, 1915, Page 7

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The Bees Home Ma Why We Quarreled : THE BE The Wife Who Fought Over Her Boys Tells Her Story By Virginia Terhune Van de Water Copyright, 1915, by &tar company | am almost ashamed to confess the matter about which my husband and I quarrel most bitterly is our boys, There are two of them—fine chaps of 4 and 16 years. 1 fancy that if they were girls we would have fewer dis- putes about them, For, to be frank, my husband is, 1 really believe, jealous of our sons. 1 mean he is jealous of my love for them He would be furious were I to accuse him of that. But it is nevertheless true 1 do not mean to imply that he ls not fond of his boys, for he is—fond and proud of them, especially when they do well at school. Perhaps if they were #irls the man's sense of chivalry would make him love them better. Perhaps then I might be jealous of his love for them. Who knows? But I do not think | would, for a mother loves a child better than a father does. T made this statement to my husbanc once, and he resented it hotly. “Just because I do not humor the Xide as outrageously as you do, you thi that I do not care for them as mu as you do!" he declared. “Well, I do But I do not think they are little tin ®0ds! And now that we are on this sub. Ject, T will warn you that you are in danger of turning out into the world the worst apolled palr of chaps that ever came down the pike!” ‘““They are dear, devoted children, ! protested. ‘“They always do what 1 ask them." “Of course! Because you never ask them anything they don't want to do. And they adore you because you sacrifice yourself, your own inclinations, even me, to please them." I was shocked and indignant. What wife would not be at such language ¥or his accusation was false. 1 am a consclentious and loving wife, but my| boys need my guldance and companion- ship more than my husband does. When they want me to go anywhere with them, 1 feel it is my duty as a mother to com- ply with their wishes. I knew that my husband was remember- ing something that had occurred the previous evening, when the two boys had Invited me to a moving picture show. It was Friday night, and they had no studylng on hand. 1 accepted at once, and the lads turned to their father with— ou'll come, too, won't you, dad’ , thanks,” he rejoined. 1 don’t care you going to do?’ I “I had planned,” he said, “to have a ‘_ 2 The Star that || Will Not Fail By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. Friends may fail you, love prove untrue and those united to you by ties of blood | may grievously disappoint. But none of this makes life a thing of desolation that is not worth the living. When you fall your own ideal of yourself—then only have you been hurt. But then you can start over and readjust yourself and try again, ideal of growth. no one can turn you is the goal achlevement—the mark you set yourself. | Help from others will never really avail! you unless to it you add your own eflom" 1o make it count. Others may set you| on your feet—but you must walk. | Suppose you have come to the city | counting on a friend from home who has | preceded you by five years and is firmly | established in high places. John once told you that if you ever needed help he would | give It to you. You come to town. For a whole morning you cool your heels in the outer offices that guard John's sanctum from the rabble. At last you are ad- mitted to his presence, and the august and insincere being a little success has made of John tells you sadly that times are hard and that there isn't a thing in his office, but that he'll give you a letter to Jones, and Jones to Brown, and at last home one sends you back to John, | whence you started, and in a sudden ac-| cess of fury, you tear that letter up. | And in that moment you are started on the highroad to success. In that moment you get an ideal of yourself as a being ' apable of doing a few things for him- | self instead of trotting around carrying | letters from one magnate to another like an idealized beggar. Now you set ont on your own merits. You are consclous of things you can do, | things you want to do, of a goal of | achievement you want to reach on your' own efforts. And when you become con- sclous of it—when you get that ideal of success—you are as surely started for it as if one of those magnates had given | you a position, which you might have | failed to fill well | No sinecure is a real job. A real job is the thing you can do and want to do. To get to the position of editor of & magazine, a college man T knew once, was a walter in the cheapest of restau- | rants. But when he was serving ham and cggs he was on bis way to success. He didn’t despise his work. He regarded it as & stepping stone, and stepped firmly %0 he might leap to the next and bigger | boulder that should carry him across the stream of discouragement. He 41d his mental job well, and saved a bit of money from the “demeaning tips” he had to take—and could take falrly cheerfully because he was serving well cnough to merit them. Them he wrote his story, and wrote it well. It was impressive enough to shove its way into the seventh paper hé tried to sell it to—and then our hero was a reporter. And from the position of reporter to edi- tor took him ten years of hard work—but of work with & goal in view { No friends had helped this man. He! had an ideal of himself as a being capa- | ble of work and of success. He had an | ideal of .the goal for successful achleve- | ment. He reached it. No disappoint-| ments counted—none could count to his! dauntless soul. And & dauntless soul is about the best gift of the fairies. If you are unafrald of work—unafraid of fallure—unafraid of unkindness and afraid omly of failing yourself, that fear will never be realized. ‘I always play second fiddle,”’ said my husband. quiet evening at home and cards with you. a After which, tired, I meant to go to bed early.” game of as I am ‘‘As often as you want to, you mean!" he retorted. I do not need to be reminded | that I must always play second fiddle I knew he. wanted me to stay at home, | where the hoys are concerned.” and 1 hesitated. 1 with them. they would be Alsappointed. even fancy that I did not company them. “Oh, do come, too, dear!" will do you good. “I tell you 1 claimed. hate I considered this an unkind speech, as us both, suppose 1 looked my displeasure. “Well, never mind,” 1 sald to my sons, It ts very sweet the lads had invited “I'll go with you gladly. of you to ask me.' When I went to my room after dinner to put on my hat and coat my husband followed me there. “I shall probably be in bed,” marked, duty to the boys demand it." “And what about your duty to me,” he asked coldly. “I suppose I am not to be considered—eh?" “You could go if you want to,” I re- very “lmnbln to the boys when they invited The ideal that will not fail you is the|you. Does It ever occur to you that if The goal from which|you made companions of them I might of | not have to leave you as often as I do plied. “Moreover, you were to be with them?" was sure that my | boys had set their hearts on having me | It 1 were to refuse care movies!" them They mighe | to ac-| And at their age must a mother not keep her lads close to her? Why couldn't their father see this? I urged. “It ex- he re- “by the time you get in." “lI am sorry to leave you when you expected me to spend the evening with you,” I sald, “but really I think my dls- “Oh, Tom!" I exclaimed, tears rushing to my eyes. “How can you be so unkind! | You know very well why I go with them. It 1 don't keep them close to me they may seek evil companions and drift away from me. They need me." “And I don’t need you?' he demanded. “Not as they do. Your morals and tastes are already formed, theirs are not." “And because I am a reputable mem- | ber of soclety, I can be neglected—is 1| that 1t?" he argued, irrationally. “Why not speak the truth—that you love your sons better than you love your husband?"’ I bit back the hot words that sprang to my lips. In my mind toe thought was creeping—“Would It be any wonder if I aid love them better? Do they ever make me suffer as you are making me suffer now?"” But I said nothing, only went quietly trom the room. The boys were happy all the evening, and I tried to seem happy, too, Yet there was a lead-like load on my heart. When we reached home at 11 o'clock, my husband was in bed and asleep; but 1 could not sleep for wondering—as I often wonder—how man can be jealous of his own flesh and blood. These are his sons as well as mine. Why then ehould he resent my giving them the truest devotion of which a mother is capable? Having brought them into the world, do I not owe them this? OMAHA, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, Dryptosaurus, animals that once abounded m Montana. and which are here shown as restored. By GARRETT P, SERVISS, represented in the picture herewith are scientifically named “dryptosaurius.’ Nervous people may be glad to know that there is no danger of meeting a dryptosaurus in any part of the earth now, although they once abounded Montana. That, however, was ages before the first prospectors began to knock about the rocks for signs of gold and silver. The dryptosaurus together with all their relatives and rivals became extinot millions of years ago. They lived in the time that geologists call the Cretaceous or chalk age. Mr. Charles R, Knight's presentment of two dryptosauri in action, which we are permitted to veproduce here, and the original of which may be seen in the American Museum of Natural History, 1s based upon carcful sclentific studfcs of dryptosaurian remains and of the envir- onment amid which these wonderful beasts lived, so that it may be taken as reprosenting, with substantial correct- ness a scene in American life which was doubtless more fearful than amusing to contemporary spectators, One might be in some doubt as whether the two monsters or fighting and whether ously expressive to thelr ambigu- countenances are with sardonic grins; but of the name “dryptosaurus” would seem to settle the question, for it means “the tearing lizard, and surely no animal to which sclence feels justified in attaching such a name as that could be expected to smile in any other wise than as two bull-necked pugilists “smile” when they batter each other's faces out of shape in the glorfous ring! It is an interesting fact that many of the huge beasts called dinosaurus, |, e, “‘terror lizards,” were, at least, realtively, peaceable creatures, living upon a vego. table diet, and probably never getting into a fight if they could avold .. Al] of them, {t is true, were more or less ar- mored and some carried armament #o formidable in appearance that the mere sight of the, lumbering over the ground, in ! are playing | wreathed with joyous smiles or distorted | the derivation ! 1915, | With thelr tons of flesh and bones, smash most of thelr enemles to flight. hardly seems likely, however, |dryptosaur would have hesitated to at- that a[initiative altogether irresistible. tack anything lving In his time. Hia {ing through a thicket, or rooting in a| flying leap alone, as Mr, Knight has so The bouncing bundles of animal energy | *WAMD, may have beon sufficlent to put | kraphically represented it, must have been enough to glve him an aggressive He came down on his foe like a bursting shell, Science for Workers By EDGAR LUCIEN LARKIN, person gains eight sud- like the girl we read of in the papers, does she have a sense of per spective? A young man suddendy gained { his sight, but had not this sense. On i0ok- |ing through a window, the landscape ap- | peured to be close up against the window, | appearing to him as a painting of & land- |scape would appear, the window frame |acting as a plcture frame."—J. A, Graves, |80 Willlam street, New York.. | A~"And he looked up and said; ‘T seo men as trees walking.' "—Mark vill:24. | The sudden appearance of sight to the blind finds nerves and muscles of the eye land retina, also the optic nerve, totally unprepared for this new work. The ef fects are various and many different cffects are noted in works on anatomy, physiology ang optics. And, the optic thalamus In the brain is taken all un- awares, and the entire optical mechanism cannot at once accommodate parts to correct vision, with result—distortion of images an retina and brain nerves. The parts usually fall into harmony and de- velop true viston. Q.—"In the nolse of thunder due to the collapse of the alr in upon itself, and into a partial vacuum left by the spark, or due to the intense heating of the alr, which sends forth a rarefaction or expan- slon?"—Anxlous Subscriber, San Fran- | | Q—"When a | denly cisco, Cal, 1 A.—Not rarefaction due to heat, but in- | tense condensation of alr in front of the | ightning. Uniting of opposite charges of pent-up positive and negative electricity, where the velocities are at the rate of 156,300 miles par second, compress air to & state, perhaps, or near solldity. This suddenly expands and the sound of these | titanic upheavals is thunder. The rolling sound of loud thunder is partially due to reverberation between cloud banks and the earth's surface or surface of the sea. xperimenta were mado of firing a can- non under a clear gky, which gave one sharp report. Bame cannon, same place, fired when heavy ciouds were above, gave a long roaring or rolling sound. The clouds had a powerful effect on the sound. Do You Know Tl-latfi Mauritiug has on an average only one arstorm every elghty yeass. Before the introduction of soap clothes were cleaned by being trodden upon in wa! The Bwiss reckon that their ocupola fort on the Bt. Gothard, manned by 200 artfllerymen, could easily hold the pask agalnst an army of 50,000, Always scrub a floor the way of the grain of the wood It a chimpanzee 1s wounded it stops the bleeding by placing its hand on | the wound, or dressing it with leaves and grass. 7 gazine Page An Ogre of Aeons Gone By It is hard to tell whether they are laughing or exulting ina fiendish rage. every tearing claw a shrapnel fn Itself, There is In the National museum at Washington a pair of horns of the tri- ceratops, or ‘“beast with three-horned face,” which bear marks of a fearful bat- tle. The triceratops had the most re- markable armor of any creature of pre- historic times. Over its great akull, seven or elght feet In length, It haa a mighty shield in the form of & hood of heavy. s0lld bone, covered with knobs and horns. Yet it was a vegetable feeder, and very stupld, possessing, according to Prof. Marsh, tho biddest head with the small- est brain on record. It has been thought, accordingly, that | the triceratops was not bullt for aggres- sive fighting, but simply for passive de- fense. It had to defond itself against the more active carnivorous saurians, like |the dryptosaurus, and although F. A | Lucas, a great authority, the director |of the American Museum of Natural His- |tory, thinks (hat the marks on the horns {in Washington were probably made in a feontest for mastery between two male triceratopa, it is possible that the wounds were Inflicteq by a fighter of an- other apecies. { The triceratops, the brontosaurus (thun- der lizard), the diplodocus, ‘“‘two-beam creature,” because its enormously long, heav neck and tall resembled huge beams, the stegosauus (plated lizard), and other monsters which varied from thirty to elghty feet fn length and weighed many tons each, were slow-moving, awk- (ward animals, which could not do much If attackeq by agile enemies, than stand fast and trust to the strength of thelr armor end the effects of their dead welght If only they could get a chance to apply it. p .But the dryptsaur was evidently re- markable for speed and might have beaten a kangaroo in jumping. At the same time he was not merely armorcd. but armed for conflicts. 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