The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 10, 1904, Page 11

THE SAN FRANCISCO SUNDAY CALL THE NATHRAL § L woman is always d it the ) the ey satisfying picture should akin to so that we ate on the in keeping, the manperisms mpressions cre- nature of a shock. ne who is observant and always experiences and eer returns social functior some time ago come was to exc 3 rder, was only ight of the family physician. Such a voice would have ‘gained her n the stage, but, coming f tween the lips of & beautiful usive soclal cir- , wondrously un- but it € < 3oth men and women regarded a kind of grewsome awe that em stand aloof. This is, of an unusual case, but if you ou will find that very beau- women are, in the majority of handicapped In some way. natural woman has the advan- tage of being herself always. She may »eautiful, but she is distinct- The rage for, beauty, cults experiments that vanity takes s a means of beautify- killer rather than e various massage lessons that are working are not Scientific can employ an ex- overtime nowadays as responsive as they seem. S preserve one’s treatment ts it seeks to oblit- ul ac- ng the face requires regular careful treatment, for 1st have both the time fit thereby. than good will result. other- y an expert, comman for the one harat, its pu . but I am very th youth duty, as ose auch pr the nen who nherited en who were T wrinkled and ven when really has g00 atologist. loose at y stare” le read the 11 off and behind closed ¢ practice with hand mir- rors—and make fools of tk elves. The be tare could never in the world se 1l save on a very peculiar n type. The girl with very blond hair and a pink and white ekin and with large innecent blue eyes may cultivate it with some chance of it being becoming or making her look like a fool. In all other types the baby stare is simply bold and defiant. A NEVER ZRUST black-eyed baby stare would give any man the “willies.” He would fear the demon Jjealousy, with a stiletto seance thrown in. A very funny set of pictures fllus- trative of the Saint Cecelia gaze were tly taken of a very homely but rich society girl of New York, imagined that her craze for Pade- rewski and music, art and Greek drap- eries etherealized her. But, unfortu- she was not built that way. n never make a beer stein look e a peach blow vase. Her face was the good-natured, round type, more ive of sensuality than of esthet)- cism. When she wobbled her eyes a la Saint Cecelia she looked idiotic; but when a woman goes “bughouse,” as the bo; on art nothing less than a straitjacket will drive out the buzzing. The Madonna face is born, not made. It is very beautiful, looks very pure, but in the records of those figuring in the most di ceful escapades you find the M onna face pre-eminent. It is a deceptive and deceiving face, the face of an angel and the heart of a fiend, and you will rarely find the woman with such a face as innocent F: he looks. She is never true, and who desecrate homes and mor into the mire are more fre- of this type. utiful face is often the mask selfishness and ignorance. The girl who is wives ld every day and hour that she is beautiful learns to regard beauty as the open sesame to any and every court he does not feel the need of such strenuous efforts to cultivate her- self as does the girl whose attractive personality proves an incentive to greater endeavor to please. The woman who cultivates any gifts of personality or individuality and who acts naturally is the woman whose charm of manner will attract A BEAVITZFILZ WAL £ £ WHEN BESSIE CHURNED = By Blanche Seymour ESSIE Martin was the only daughter, and only chlld, for that_matter, of Farmer Martin and his wife. She had come home from the academy on her vacation, and at ninteen old she was handsome enough cute enough to turn the heads of young men between daylight summer dozer ver since her sixteenth birthday ghe had been “somewhat engaged,” &s she expressed it, to Will Burt, son of the e merchant, and previous her golng to school he had driven to the farm once or twice every Martin and his wife had looke n it as a case of “calf e,” and had neither encouraged nor iraged, but when three years had ed in the same fashion things had beg to look more serious. The en- gagemen announced, Wwith the ent of the parents on both sides. did mot run smoothly, how- evet. Bessie wanted to put in one more term and graduate, and Will in- d on marriage in the fall. Both g quick-tempered and impulsive, had had many a small quarrel e, but on this occasion it threat- eek er up disec was Love had driven out to the farm will in the forenoon to urge the matter from his standpoint, and as Bessle had that day been chased by a cow, stung by a bumble bee and fallen down the back steps, she was in no mood for gentle argument. It wasn't jong before the pair were at logger- beads, and when the young man left the house to jump into his buggy and drive furiously away, it was with the understanding that if he never turned no hearts would be broken. “La me, but how silly,” exclaimed the mother, as she came in from the kitchen and fcund Bessie kneeling on the door with her head buried in the lounge and sobs choking her utter- ance. “Do—do—you—you suppose I'm go- ing to let Will Burt boss me around as if I were a child!” exclaimed the girl as she sprang to her feet and dashed the tears away. “I don’t think he wants to boss.” “He does. He not only wants to boss, but he's selfish. I told him I'd almost been hooked by a cow, was stung by a bumble bee and had a fall; but did he sit down and hold my hand and pity me? Not a pity! He just went on to tell me that he could buy a house and all that, and that we'd be married in October. He talked as if I had no voice in the matter.” “Oh, come, now.” “It isn’t as if I couldn’t have forty other beaux if I wanted 'em. I don’t like his saying that he's going to do this and he's going to do that, just as ir ran the earth. He knew I'd cry when he was gone, but did he ever turn to look at the house when he drove away? He khows how it hurts to be stung by a bumble bee, but when I showed him the swelling on my ‘left arm, did he say it ‘was too bad’ and kiss 1t 7 “He probably forgot,” soothed the mother, as she handed over her ging- ham apron as a tear-wiper. “I know one time when your father was court- ing me I fell off a fence and—" “But I'm not talking about you and pa,” interrupted Bessie, as a fresh as- sortment of sobs threatened to stick in her throat. “Will Burt finds me a suf- re- ferer, and what does he do to cheer me up? Nothing. On the contrary, he raakes me miserable and drives me into saying that I could marry some one better than him before sundown. I know I could, too, but—I—I—" “Well now, you go an’lie down awhile until that bee sting gits better and you git over bein’ nervous. Will will prob- ably be out here to-morrow to beg your pardon and tell you that he is awfully sorry. T'll wet a rag in camphor and put it on your forehead, and if you can sleep for an hour or two you'll be all right. Your father and I had fifty different spats afore we were married, but never a one since. Come, daugh- ter.” The girl slept not only for an hour, but for three. She was then awakened by her mother, who explained that she and the father had to drive to town to see about some legal business, and that Bessie must mind the house for the afternoon. A quarter of an hour later they werge off, and, after taking a little walk in the garden and reading a story, Bessie happened to remember that the cream was in the churn, ready to be beaten into butter that evening, so she decided to go ahead with it. The churn was placed near the open kitchen door and when she first sat down she had a bock in her left hand. Thoughts of ‘Will Burt were uppermost, however, and gradually the book sank down to her lap and she worked the dasher and reflected at the same time: “If I hadn’t been chased by a cow— and stung by a bumble bee—and fell down the steps and rolled over among the weeds—and was feeling all broken up it wouldn’t have mattered—but he never pitied me—and he didn't ask to see the sting—and he wanted every- thing his way—and when he knew I was getting mad—and I say I won't stand it—I won't—I won't—I won't! If 2 ‘Will Burt don’t come back and say he’s sorry—he can just go to pot—and I'll— yes, I'll marry some one else.” “Good for you, gal,” exclaimed & rough voice at the door; and she sprang away from the churn with a scream, to find herself facing the toughest-looking tramp she had ever seen. “No call to git skeert, gal,” he sald, as he entered the room and closed the door. “I was lyin’ under the hedge when the old folks drove away, and I know ye are alone in the house. I ain’t half bad, unless I'm riled. When I'm riled, then look out. Now, then, don’t make any mistakes. Firstly, put somie wittles on the table. Do ag I say and you shan’t be harmed; do some other way and I pity you from the bottom of my heart.” The girl placed a meal on the table, and, after ordering her to sit opposite to him, the tramp fell to and satisfied his appetite. When he shoved back from the table he said: “Now, then, I'm goin’ through the crib. I might ask you to go along and pint out where the valuables are kept, but I shan't take any chances. I see that there are wooden bars outside the pantry windows, and in there you go till the old folks come home.” Bessie entered the big pantry without a word, glad to be out of the presence of the man. He fastened the door on her and then went on a prowl through the house. There was another door, however, which he had closed, but not bolted—the outside kitchen door. He was taking his time to male up a bun- dle of plunder when the door was softly opened by a sturdy young man. ‘Will Burt had gone away angry, as many a lover had done before, but he hadn’t driven a mile before he wished himself back. Out of sheer pride he drove on to the village and tried to make himself believe he didn't care, HONANS Zyz5 but an hour after noon he was returne ing over the same road. He would not call, he said, but just drive by the farm and give Bessle a chance to call him in. He had driven up and down three or four times when the silence of the house began to mystify him, and he forgot his dignity and hitched his horse. As he opened the kitchen door he saw that the pantry door op- posite was fastened. Crossing the room, he pulled the stick from over the catch and was rewarded by & voice saying: “Oh, Wil glad!” “I—I meant to kiss that bee sting,” he replied, “and I was a brute net to. In fact, my dear, I was all to blame, and I beg forgiveness, and—" “And there’s a tramp in the house!” . s e “Wall, I should say!” exclaimed the mother, as she entered the house an hour later. “Two fond hearts have been reunited, and here’s an old tramp bound hand and foot and ready to be carted to jail, and leave nothin’ but happiness in this family!” (Copyright, 1904, by T. C. McClure.) but I'm so glad—so N NS NI ‘where beauty fafls. A woman's eyes 2re very faithful in- dices of her character. Never trust a woman who cannot look you straight in the eye. Never trust a woman whose eyes have a pe- culiar glint. Never trust a woman whose eyes glare; they may be mur- derous. An eye that can be both sad and merry, the eye whose expression changes in sympathy with every spo- ken word, is the eye that will always beam with love-light. Never trust a woman whose laugh is not pleasing, and though a pretty wo- man may have a charming laugh, yet it 1s often the saving grace of the very homely one. We have all seen women whoe were 80 uncomely that we pitied them, but who when they laughed the whole face beamed and the laugh ripplea charmingly. Such a woman 1is the “darling of the gods” and happy is the man who wins her. The sympathetic face is always & blessing, particularly when the fellow is dyspeptic. The woman may be bored like a sieve, yet, if she has the knack of looking sympathetic when poor hubby’'s gout has the toothache or his digestion flickers worse than the panoramic flicker of moving pictures, he will think her an angel and make his will in her favor. Of course, a beautiful woman is love- 1y to look upon, but the natural one, who laughs like a child, loves like & woman and sympathizes like an angel, is the one whose love is a dream, whose life is a poem and whose death is a tragedy. .LIBRARY EXTENSIO — N WORH IN CALIFORNIA The following is the paper prepared by Susanne R. Patch to be read by her at the biennial session of the General Federation of Women’s Clubs, held at St. Louis last May, in her capacity ag dele~ate from the California Feder- ation of Women’s Clubs. But by rea- son of the fact that Miss Patch was detained at home, the paper was read by the president of the California Federation—Mrs. George Law Smith. It was written for the conference of library workers held at the Odeon, St. Louls, May 13, and was the only paper presented by a California woman. H brarles as the ideal of traveling library achlevement, federation con- trol suggests itself to me as the ideal agency for this attainment. In the following paper will be set forth briefly the work that has been accomplished AVING labored steadily for the past four years toward the goal of State control of traveling li- by California Federation conirol, through the committee on libraries and portfolios. There .are many difficulties which hedge library extension work in Cali- fornia. 1. The immense area of the State, stretching through nine and a half degrees of latitude, corresponding to the difference on the Atlantic coast be- twéen Edisto Inlet, South Carolina, and Cape Cod, Massachusetts. Between the extreme northwest and southeast cor- ners, the direct distanee s 775 miles; its maximum width is 235 miles, and its area above 158,000 square miles. 2. The splendidly endowed system of puBlic schools and the ever-widening interdependence of school and univer- sity, imperatively needing the further NEVER TRYST A WONAN WHO AN - Nor zoox Yo Sr&ArGH? LN THE inter-relation of good free public li- braries. 3. The educational needs of a new, unassimilated cosmopolitan population, and of the 75 per cent of children who leave school before reaching 12 years of age. 4. The necessity of promptly educat- ing public sent!ment in favor of the free library. The successful experience in free li- brary extension of club women else- where naturally encouraged their Call- fornia sisters to adopt their methods as a practical solution of their library difficulties. he credit of having be- gun this work in C California C in January, 1900, sent out in quick suc- cession five travell libraries. The president of the California Club, Mrs. Lovell White, also suggested this work to the convention which met in Los Angeles J ry 15, 1900, for the pur- pose of or ng e California Fed- eration of Women's Clubs. The sugges- tion was adopted with spirit by the Los Angeles District Federation, and the work systematical For the following two years traveling library work was carried on by the California Club, with five libraries, the Los Angeles District Federation with erville with flve and Said Diego fes. So far the orts of our club women may be said to have had but one pur- y organized. pose, that of sending some healthful Instruction and mulus to the isolated homes in ur great commonwealth, It was fervently hoped that this ben ificent enterp: would pass beyond our small endeavors, as elsewhers it had so succeeded, and that the State would adopt the work and extend it thereafter as her own. In 1301 the League of California Municlpalities succeeced in securing the passage of the general lbrary law. The new statute provides for an ap- pointive board of trustees, with partial charge of membership yearly, men and wome equally eligible as trus- tees. It authorizes contracts between library boards and county Supervisors for the use of traveling libraries, and it allows an increase of library tax in cities, from 1 to 2 mills on the dellar. Its shing feature is the man- dato on for the establishment of free librarfes in all incorporated citles v petition of 25 per cont of the legal vote. A year later the executive board of the California Federation adopted the work of library extension and appoint- ed a co tee on libraries and porte folios. The first work of this committes was to publish the new library law, with & list of the incorporated towns entitled to its provisions. These were distri- buted to the clubs, library. re clubs of the responded generously to traveling Iibrarfes from e chairmen. Yet libraries have done the while these work suggested by the =tate Commit- tee, their control and maintenance has always remained with the club owners, as the surest means of securing the interest of clubwomen in the work undertaken, ahd of promptly educat- ing public sentiment. At the close of the first year's work we had forty-five librarfes In circulation, as against twenty-four libraries maintained by in dividual clubs. The quality of these libraries had also greatly improved since it beeame understood that they were to be used fn creating an interest in the free publio library. The second year closed with sixty-two traveling Ilibraries in the field, a gain of twelve over the previous year. Several towns had been incor- porated In order to s tax, and In two or th: ! public library had b established. The efforts of the State committes this year, briefly stated, are: To aid in the establishing of free public libraries in the Incorporated towns, and to urgs the Incorporating of towns for this pur- pose. To this end we have republished the general library law of California, and revised the list of Incorporated towns, giving their class, population and Carnegle and other gifts for I« brary buildings. Great interest was shown last year In portfoilo work and picture study, and we hope to accomplish fuarther good in this direction. We have now fifteen we hope to accomplish further goed merit the name of traveling galleries. In the Northern district the Kings« ley Art Club circulated a traveling gallery of over 300 pictures. In Los Angeles, the Ebell Club furnishes three portfolios of pictures. At the last session of the Legislature the Trustees of the State Library se- cured such an enlargement of their powers as enables them to send out traveling libraries. Fifty lbraries of fifty volumes each were immediately prepared and are now In ecirculation. California may, therefore, be sald to be under a sort of ideal joint control— State and Federation. The two ergani. zations working together In perfect harmony have this year 112 traveling libraries making their beneficent jour~ neys about our Mttle world. All that Federation control in Call- fornia has done is but an earnest of the things that it shall do. All agene cies, all controls are blest, which, seek- ing the sweet diffusion of general hap- piness, bring us into one close and en- larging bond of union—the Federation of the World