The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, January 21, 1906, Page 13

E KATHERINE MORTON. home when mo T was in - wh u s » 3 The doctor looked his patient over 4 . % “Humph! Have you “een A ie fi¥ A S cleaned house two months j . ve you been doing . Wi Show up about the exer- 1 physician sat twir éé “ . s mustache to hide a smile -. % d come. p Well, what you want now fis rest and liniment. It's a wonder to me you - ~ women don’t kil elves with your ol sms of pi 1 culture. 1f you had ?“G/Wfi r ne that exercise twice at the begin- L7 ETESY = af g and added 2 new twist each day. & =i € not have done any harm. but X & . head not seem inder-tand ‘that g P he 1 5 become t in ten ses f m 5 least not when you are forty ~ e stead of \fo months old = 3 the This single anecd. illustrates the k r dangers of abnormsa! phy: al ure, . e € 1 unthinking physieal cult I rould & w ‘ - n mor Nev e an & sk. She i se of physical eculture ss Z without censulting you fan, and sty € . then work under a sk 1structor. s . 2 makes the muscles of : & b he arms, the neck ana t . v ¥ and concentration on p! e 3 devel If you have to i 5 % x betwee in « gym e o calisthe . : exercise s Littie You normal condition. Anemic gifls should 5 take all exercise in the open air, and . : t if the work must be done at home, in r 4 - hieart is ia her own room, she should dress warm- S G D P S S S T S S S G S 0 DO oL SO SO SO0 5000 4205540 = T & 1 3 « SYBILLA LONG, MAID ERRANT. « { G G TS 5 T GG R o RO R O T 0SBSOS UGS SO G S0 S0S RO S & -] was singing a lilting iyric of love, an¢ foot. | am Sybilla Long. nurse’ "entor ht of a inging gate He wondered at the deep flush which T ing clouds, anu his first” swee.- Overspresc her face—they were at the first kiss, years and yea f00( of tue hill and walking side by Then without any percapuble side, the melody changed 1u @ “Can't T syndicate your services?” he ender as a mother's prayer; and inquired gravely. “Do you suppose the a ary look left the man’s eyes, the doctors are averse to a:graft?” know exactly bard lines around his mouth relaxed, and A new life was beginning for John . € pad all Boston D¢ drew a I aimost sobbing breath. Fenton. The sanitarfum’s grim walls 2 1 b the The melody ceased, and Fenton feit as if no longer spelled to him hopelessness. I'm sur B s ed I've heard bserved manza a water- ih brick sreen foliage, and own blue—it ~the oniy hollow-eyed man spr after al t Lut I found while the querulous things aches and pains of th sanitarfum voice, then he bright- t speaker remarked: , do you? k 't hurt you. BExer- sh air do wonders for a2 body I am going to stay and read heon.” Fenton wondered if she uld read aloud; but instead she began sing. *He fairlv held his breath. Notes soft as & wood dove’s; & voice exquisite by pature, and unspolled by training. She he had never had a desire in his life but to hear her sing. He rose, and went to the other side of the boulder “Pardon 2 sick man,” he began, but seemed paralyzed. His only thought was that he was glad the girl in her nurse's uniform was So fair. 1 haven't slept week,” he said bluntly for me?” When Fenton awoke the sun shining no longer. He sat up quic and found that a great shaw! was keep- ing the evening's chilliness from him; then his eyes discovered the nurse lean- ing against a tree, regarding him gravely. “You have stayed here all day—you have had no lunch!” he-exclaimed. She mmiled. “Ob, no; when 1 was sure you would stay asleep I went back to the sanitarium and then 1 came aga \ Shey rose. Fenton folded flie ahawl and laid it over his arm. *“How am I ever going Yo thank.you?” he began “Deon’t try,” she answered simply, preceding him down the narrow path. “] worked too hard and collapsed, he explained. “Sha'n’t be so foolish when 1 get well again. I em going to get well now that I can slecp. May be you have heard of John Fenton, carpet manufacturer. I am the idiot.” “Oh!” exclaimed the girl, then added hastily, “a pebble rolled under my naturally for a “Will you sing The doctors were complacent over so satisfactory a convalescent, but Fenton’ laughed In his sleeve at them. Tt was not their piils and potions which had made 2 man of him again, but the tonle of a sweet voice and a gracious pres- ence. So she sang to him and he quoted to himself, “And thou beside me singing in the wilderness”; she read to Lim, and he fitted ber words to the mclody of her voice—words he hoped some time to hear from her lips; she talked blithely or thoughtfully, as her mood might be, and he answered In lke spirit, waiching with a lover's eyes each changing expression. There came a day when the breath of gummer was hot over the red soll and withering manzanita blooms. The water cress laden siream was too languid for laughter, but Fenton's heart beat high with hope. He was wondering how he should say {t—the worid-old tale—or say it he must within the hour. Look- ing at her pensive face, the words of a favorite song came .nto his mind, and his clear tenor broke softly .into the stilinesg of the pine forest. Sybilla looked up surprised, ior she had never heard him sing. 1 think of you all the da & Fon Tun v Uiy houty. pEsa song: Sometimes I think if the world could see My golden dreams, it would envy me, Dearie, my dearie, nothing’s werth while but dreams of you, And you can make every dream come trus— Dearfe, my @earie. 1y, throw open the windows and have perfect ventilation. The girl with weak lungs should give speclal attention to breathing exer- “Will you, my dearle, make every dream come true?’ he leaned toward her eagerly, but she shrank away from him, covering her face with trembling hands.c A tear splashed out between her fingers. His face clouded. *“Why, little girl,” he began with troubled concern. She uncovered her face, and looked at him wanly. He started at her expression. “Did you ever hear of Martha Gillen?” she asked. His look was uncomprehending. Martha Gillen was the woman his mother had for five years been Importuning him to marry. Yes,” he sald dully. “Why?” “For many reasons I love her as I would a sister. One day she told me that your mother wanted you to marry her, but that you wouldn't even meet her for fear you might be inveigled into it. She laughed about it, but I thought it an affront to her beauty and goodfiess and wisdom, and I prayed for the chance to avenge her. It came soomer than I ex- pected. 1 learned about vour iliness and Wyhere you were. Dr. Jenson is my cousin, 50 it was easy enough to pose as a nurse, and that's what I have been doing. Now you despise me.” Fenton noted the quivering of her lips, and sald gently, "I don't understand. You have been goodness itself to me. You have—"* 'Oh, don’t you see the baseness of me? 1 did it to make you love me—" Sybilla’s white face was crimson now—*I wanted you to love me, and tell me so, and ask me to marry you, and then I was going to spurn you to the ground; and so should Martha Gillen be avenged!™ Fenton smiled. “How old are you, little knight-errant, avenger of another woman's wrongs? Not quite twenty? I thought so. Yedrs ago 1 was not quite twenty, and often did I busy myself turning a gopher hill into a Vesuvius spitting forth fire, smoke an. lava. Sybilla, dear, why don’t you spurn me?” He held out his arms, and Into them crept a tearful very rosy, very w mald-errant, happlly worsted In her first combat. (Copyright, 1%6. by Ruby Douglas.) cises and avold violent exercises with the arms. These breathing exercises ware fully described in m¥ article on clear complexion versus cosmetics, but I will be giad to furnish this detailed information again to any girl who is thoroughly intercsted in regaining her health and who will inel a Z-cent stamp in her letter. Nervous girls will find deep hreathing a helpfal exercise, and, done rhythmically, In perfect time, it brings sleep to eyes wearied by in- somria. Normal exercise stimul #nd bullds up tissues and muscles. Ab- normal - exercise strains und breaks them dowm ~ The acrobat who smiling- 1y tumbles and tosses his muscle-gird: ed body across the stage, and the con- tortionist who ties herself up in welrd knots, both wind up in sanatoriums, and paresis is forever shadowing them. A little knowledge of physical culture is apt to be a dangerous possession, and 10 woman should ever strain the beau- tiful mechanism which no human power san et right once it bas been abused. The stout woman who wishes to re- duce should not begin with violent bending and twisting at the waist line. For days let ier stand before her mir- ror, loosely sarbed, and alternately contract and expand the diaphragm, either with or without the regular breathing exercise. This will prepare the long-unused muscles for the more rigorous exercises which must follow, and they will become less tense. This is also an excellent reducer for the waist measurement. The woman who worksall day must select her exercises night and morning and her amusements after working hours, with a view to resting. tired muscles and exercising those which have not been used during the da routipe. Girls who engage In sedentary occupa- tions, such as typewriting, copying, etc., need vitalizing exercises. They should gtand erect to start up the circulation and smaoth qut the creases in flesh and mus- cles which have sagged while they have eccupled a sitting pesition. The first ex- treises should reach the cramped muscles of the neck, such as swinging the head slowly forward and back, from right to left with a bending motion, then turning &barply from side to side until the cords of the neck stand out. ext take an ex- ercise to straighten the back, which has been bent all day over desk or table. Clasp the hands behind the back at full length, palms together, inhale a deep breatn and stiffen the arms tensely. Ex- kale' tnrough the nose and allow the mus- cles of the arms o relax. Repeat about five times. The next day add this exe cige: Clasp the hands high above the head, and holding them there swing the b from right to left, then from left to right. This will also reduce the walst measurement. It the muscles of the abdomen, feel cramped try a bending exercise, but start this gradually. Stand erect, with the hands stralght over thé head, palms forward and fingers close together. Now, very slowly, bend forward at the ist, going down as far as you can with the arms stiffening .at the elbow and the knees aiso fl. At first you will net touch the floor, but in time your finger tips wiil meet your toes. To this exercise Lillian Russell, a beéauty at 50 years, glves credit for much of her agility. Do not strain when doing this exercise; take it easlly. gracefully, rather than tensely, with one sweeping bend the first night, two thg second and so on until you make ten movements without resting. The girl who has been on her feet ', as a mode! or saleswoman, needs not vitality but relaxation. For ber there is nothing better tham the Indlan woman's method of resting In 2 crouching position. Loosen all your clothing and get down on the floor on elbows and knees with face downward, and your face between ypur arms, your eyes closed. This will go far to rest and relleve the Internal organs strained by the long day on your feet. If the erouching attitude tires you, try walk- ing across the floor on your hands and knees. Also streteh, face downward, on the floor and slowly ralse yourself on elbows and toes, with spins absolutely straight. Get a bench or stool, und sit- ting down upon It, swing the body from side to side from the waist up. This will bring the muscles of the walst into action without extra fatigue. Most important of all in doing any of these exercises is to gef the mind into & restful, relaxed condition. Forget the thought of your work. Put it com- pletely out of your mind and take hold of the thought of rest and relaxation. Don't expect to secure results from these exercises if you are wondering whether the dressmaker will have your theater bodice finished In time, or how many letters you must write by noonm to-morrow. ‘Women who work In offices, stores or factories are especially liable to colds because of the dust, draughts and lack of ventilation. Deep breathing is the best preventive of cold known, and any &irl can practice this behind counter or desk without attracting attention. If you feel a cold coming on, try this sim- ple exercise when retiring, rising or when you have a minute to yourself in the cloakroom at the store. If the left nostril seems to be obstructed, wing your right arm above the head and down until the middie finger of your right hand presses against the left nostril. Then breathe through the other nostril In short, puffy breaths, and finally, still using the breathing exercises, bend from one side to the other. After doimg this five times, swing the left arm over the head and down until the middle flager of that hand touches the right nostril, and re- verse the entire exercise. This is a more simple cure than drugs and in- finitely more palatable and certain. (Copyright, 1905, by T. C. MeClure.) A e e O < MARGARET SANGSTER'’'S TALR « OT long ago I had the pleasure of visiting several schools for girls, schools in which the stu- dents represented nearly all the States in the Union. They were veritable rosebud gardens of giris. Seldom have I seen so many pretty maids together as in these institutions where young women in the sweet flush of the dawn, just the place where the brook and the river meet, were gathered to be educated. stbjects with which they were familiar 1 bowed my head in humility, for gitis are far more learned now than they used to be. Yet, iearned or not, In, every successive year a girl is as like the girls who went beforc her as the daisies of one scason are like the dalsies of an- other. A number of girls invited me into their rooms, and entertained me there. Now, whether you believe it or not, when a girl lets one look at her room she reveals a good deal of her character. A man’s room hardly reflects his pref- erences and tastes as a girl's does hers. All the rooms 1 visited léft on my mind a general impression of banners, photo- graphs and bric-a-brac. There were cushions as a matter of course, and most rooms had little tables with a tea service and book shelves on the walls in which were the favorites of their owners. If a girl's brother is in Princeton, or- ange is the predominating color of her room. If in Yale she is probably a devotee of the blue, and so on. The col: lege colors of brother and cousin are lovally adopted by schoolgirls. As a rule, girls have too many small objects in their rooms which have t6 be taken care of and which, on the whole, leave the effect of a crazy-quilt on the memory. Fancy being ill in a room ‘where photographs are pinned on every avallable space on the wall, and fancy Before the number of' waking up at night with the moonbeams streaming through the window and light- ing the faces of all the kith and kin, the girls one went to school with last year, the cousins in California and the ideal maids and matrons of Shakespeare or Petrarch or the egriler mythology. I give you my word that I have seen specignens of every age, from nearly Phoeniclan and Greek art to the most popular New York studio, huddled to- gether In the room of a single college tudent. Poor child! How could she ever get her ideas in order with so confusing a jumble about her wherever she turned? As to photographs, so far as the family is concerned I advise limiting the number to the deavest dear. One’'s mother is one’s patron salnt. A girl away from home always wants to say g00d morning to her mother’s picture when she begins the day, and to bid that dear mother good night before her head on the pillow. On the wall I would have one Madonna, not more, and that should be the one among Madonnas that I loved best. All tue other pictures after those of the immediate family circle I would keep In a drawer or a box, taking them out and looking at.them from iime to time, but not allowing them either to dis- tract my attention or to ask from me the care that is needed if they are to be kept from the all-pervading dust. . . . . . A desk is a necess.ity for a girl if sne har many letters to write or much work to do in preparing essays and theses or other written work. It she be orderly and systematic she keeps her desk with neat precision and can put her hand in the dark on anything she wants. If you happen to be a girl whose desk Is usually at and sevens you will tell me that you find occasional clearings up much easier and simpler than continual tidi- ness, and alse that you never have any trouble in finding a paper unless Some one else takes upon her the task of arranging your desk for you I know that you are right. The one in- dividua! possession which no one should invade or molest without au- thority from the owner is a desk. . . . . § 4 " When I think of an ideal girl's room my first dream s of purity. Therefors 1 like a white room with pale gray paper on the walls, a small bed whitely covered and curtaine with perhaps a few roses sprinkled here and thers, sparsely, on the coverlet, snowy cur- tains at the windows, looped back with delicate pink, and if possible a tall mirror, in which my little maid may see herself from the top of her dainty head to the toes of her .well shod feet. 1 would have \this mirror set in a door se that it should not take up any space. A single good picture would mean more than many smaill photo- grapis, and I would all the year round have something growing, English ivy in vases in winter, a pot of forget-me- nots or a fcrn in summer. A gitl's room should always have a few flowers in it As for her toilet table its belongings should be simple and immaculate, with very little in the way of essences or cosmetics which a young girl does not need. Everything should strike the note of an exquisite refilnement. A banjo or a vielin, if she be musical, gives an added touch, and by all means let the young girl have a few good books, well bound. books that she may read over and over, and which shall be- come her daily friends. Such a rvom will be eloquent of a girl's personality. It will be her refuge when she Is tired. and in it she may have a conhdential chat with the girls for whom she most cares. ./ (Copyright, 1905, by Joseph B. Howies.)