The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 5, 1921, Page 9

“A Little Talk With Our Young Professional Wo-| men Who Fear Mother- hood Because of Drudg-| ery. BY CYNTHIA GREY Many are the letters an- swered confidentially in this rtment thru means of) -addressed and stamped envelopes sent a! the in- quirers. These tters, of course, are never printed, | said. _eltho sometimes I wish very gauch I might be given that _ privilege. - f am going to write, in a oe general way, about a cert type of letter I receive 4 from the young business ‘ or professional girl. The Wreckers by Francis Lynde (Copyright, 1900, by Chartes Gerth- Bers fone) (Continued From Yesterday) The man from Arrowhead county bent ever his knee and wrote a name on the slip of paper, laying the slip on the drawn-out slide of the boss’ desk when he had fin. ished the slow penciling, The ef fect of thé" thing waa all that any) plotter could have dosired. 1 saw the boas’ face go gray, aw him) stare at the slip and heard him| say, half to himself, “Howard Col-| ingwoodr Hatch followed up his advantage | Promptly. He was afoot and strug Gling into his overcoat when he| ‘You've got what you were after, | | Norcross, and ft has got your goat. | We've known all along that you} were only bluffing and sparring to/ ain time, We've nailed you to) the cross. You let this deal with | Marshall and his people stand as jit's made, or we'll show you up |for what you ar. That's the plain | English of it.” | “You mean tat you wit go to! is the keynote—‘fear of hood”; they love and “would marry, but for some er- | yoneous theory that with therhood comes drudgery —aye, slavery—that all moth- ers of necessity must retro- .. Don’t you sincerely pity these mis- ; Young women, who think that wife with children must put from Aer all thoughts dut those of | the most commonplace family cares? "What better education than te grow with one’s children? Motherhood is ene of the most Broadening and most exciting pro- fm the world, embracing ef each of the other known of knowledge Answer the questions of a 5-year-old, you will need to qualify for @ and a Jod in one. To safe the health of a growing chud, must Rave knowledge of dietetics @ Rmattering of the principles medicine and nursing combined. To muccessfully steer the adote: thre the varied dangers of the @ mother needs again the of @ Solomon, combined with and patience, a wise blindness fome times, a preternatural. keen- @t others. To be @ good mother the newnpapers with this?’ said] | the bom, and It was no wonder that [his voice was a bit husky | | “Just that. We'll give you plenty of time to think it over, The joint deal with C. 8S & W. goes Jinto effect tomorrow, and it's up }te you to sit tight in the beat and let us alone. If you don't—if you butt In with the groundJeases, or in any other way—the story will the newspapers and every sucker on the line of the P, 8 will know how you've been pulling over his eyes with all! *fustice first,’ and }*the public be pleased.’ You're no/ | fool, Norcross, You know they won't ly ft to Dunton and the New Yorkera You've taken pains }to advertine {tf far and wide that }you are running this railroad on your own responsibility, and the | people are going to take you at | your word.” | | Dedmon, and the lawyer—who hadn't spoken a single word in all |the talk—were edging toward the jdoor, 1 heard just the falntest | possible little notse In the ante }room, betokening Tarbell's with |drawal. ‘The bows didn’t make any | answer to Hatch's wind-up except | to say, “Is that allt The other two were out, now! and Hatch turned to stick his| usiy jaw out at the boss, and to | the woot this guff about ~|may, Just as if I hadn't been there | needy mothers lies and jobless hus are eating from the mix downtown. They would be #0 thankful for just a wee bit.” are so many destitute people now, and there are institutions club women who know who and these same sentimenta. A READER week and 10,000 are used for TH FOR WORKING GIRLS *|fore the fire, and go on chattering to look on and hear him: “No, by Jupiter—it tsn't aIM In |the past six months you've made Gus Henckel and me lose a cold half-million, Norerom For @ lew provocation than that, many man in this neck of woods has been sent back East in the bagrace | car, wearing a wooden evercoat. You climb qwwn, and de it while) you can stay altver For some iftle time after the three men went away the boss mt staring at the sltp of paper on the/ desk slide. At the long last he got ap, sort of tired.lika I thought, and mid to me “Jimmia you go down and see if you can find « taxt, and we'll driye ont to Major Kendrick’s, I promised him rd fo out to the hous, you remem majors gate, somebody was coming out just as we were getting ‘ready to go in. ‘The Neht from the} street arc was broken a good bit| by the sidewalk trees, and the man | had the visor of his big flat golf cap pulled down well over his eyes, but I knew him just the same. It was Collingwood! This looked ike more trouble. | What was the president's nephew doing bere? 1 wondered about| that, and also, if the bom had recognized Collingwood. If he had, he made no sign, and a moment Inter I had punched the bell-push and Maisie Ann whe opening the door for us “Both of you? Oh, how nice? she said, with a smile for the boss and @ queer little grimace for me. “Come in. This ts our evening for callers. Cousin Basil 1s out, but he'll be back pretty soon, and he! left word for you to wait if you got here before he did.” That message was for the boss. and I lagged behind in the dimly lighted hall while she was showing him into the back partor. I heard her wheel up a chair for him be. to him about nothing, and by that I knew that there wasn't ‘any. body else in the partor and that she was fust filling in the time until something else should happen. It wasn’t long until the some thing happened. I had dropped down on the hall settee, in the end! of it next to the contrack, and when Mr. Sheila came down stairs and went thru the hall, she didn't see me. A second iater I heard the bose jump up and say “At last! It seems as if you had been gone a year rather than a fortnight,” and then Maisie Ann came dodging out and plunked her self down on the settee beside me You needn't tell me that we hi no right to sit there listening; know it well enough. On the other hand, I was just shirky enough to shift the responsibility to Maisi« Ann. She didn’t make any move to duck, so I didn’t. “You came out to see Cousin Basil?” Mrs. Sheila was saying to the bose, And then: “He had a telephone call from the Bullard, and he asked me to tell you to wait” After that, I guess she sat down to help him walt, for pretty soon we heard her say “Consin Basil has told me a little about the new trouble: have you been having another bad quarter of an hour?’ “The worst of the lot,” the boss sald gravely, and from that he went on to tell her about the Hatch visit and what had come of it; how the grafters had a new claw hold on him, now, made pos sible by ‘an unwarranted piece of | meddling on the part of the New York people in the political game. It was while he was talking about this that Maisie Ann grab bed me by the wrist and dragged me bodily into the darkened front parlor, the door to which was just on the other side of the coat rack. 1 thought she had come to her right senses, at Inst, and was making the shift to break off the eavesdropping. That being the case, a THE SHA DOINGS OF THE DUFFS SAY, TOM, THE DIRECTORS OF THIS PIR HAVE DECIDED TO FLOAT A Seven Per $50,000 NT BOND I6SVE ~- } WISH YOU WOULD WORK OUT SOMB PLAN TO ADVERTISE Wome IW Twe ciTy! fr WN EVERY HELLO DENIS Wow DO You LiKE CHASFPFEURING FoR ARS. Wal BRT, AID SKIDDNG Page 279 LITTLE MOSE VID was never satiafied with just a plece of a story or « thing somebody just started to tell or mentioned. | “Daddy,” he said, “why Gant} I ever hear about the grandson of Chief Seattle before? Why| didn’t you ever tell me about him, or Grandmother, or somebody? Why don’t we ever see him now? Wwhy—" “Help laughed Daddy, “the child has no mercy. Why? and why? and why? and why? Before I have time to answer one I have & doxen more thrown at ma You never heard of him, #on, I sup- poms, because he epent his life over at Bremerton, and on that part of the Sound; that's partly the reason, and the other reason ts that ho—* Daddy henltated. “He bad an awfully tragic Geath, son.” “Tell it to me, Dad@yt 1 Ike ‘em tragic and awful—the aw- fuller the better?” “I know you de, you young ras cal, but that doomn't always make ft best for you to hear the ‘aw- fuller’ onen. “However, Mose is & good tem- perance lesson. “He was a queer looking Iittle fellow; had a huge head—much larger than an ordinary man‘ head; fairly broad shoulders, and then—dwindied away into the body and legs of « stocky child of 4 or 5; never grew to be more than a little over three feet tall, | “He never would have « ptoture |taken; people tried it again and again, but he would run away from a camera like a scared rab bit, and if anybody tried to beg jor bribe hirn Into having @ picture he swore terribly. He was honest, Jand brave, and kind, and might |have lived to be an old man, for jhe wae very strong, but be had jone bad habit—whisky! He would jdrink and drink tll his poor, heavy head dropped down on his | chest and then sleep the drunken stupor that mon have after taking too much whisky. “Well, one night he buftt up his fire big and bright, got his whisky | bottle and settled down for his | kind of pleawure, “Maybe he did ft to forget how little and queer Jooking a man he was: maybe his father had been an Indian who drank too much. Who knows? “Anyway, however ft was, Iitfle Mone took too much whisky and fet inte his own fire. And that was the end of the grandson of the great chief.” es HEE I was simply horrified when I found that she was merely fixing t so that we could both see ard) hear. The two siding Goors between the parlors were cracked open about an inch, and before I re slized what she was doing she had pulled me down on the floor beside her, right in front of that crack. “If you move or make a noise, (‘ll seream and they'll come in nere and find un both!’ she hissed n my ear; und because I didn't know what else to do with such » kiddish little tePmarant, I sat ti. It was dastardly, I know; but what was I to do? ‘The first thing we saw was that the two in the other room were itting at opposite sides of the fire Mrs. Sheila was awfully pretty, prettier than I had ever seen her because she had a lot more color in her face, and her eyes had that warm glow in them that even the grayest eyes can get when there is a human soul behind them, and the soul has got itself stirred up about something. When the bons finished telling | her about the Hatch talk, she said ‘You mean that Mr. Dunton and his associates sent somebody out here to influence the election?” ‘The boss looked up sort quick “Yor, that tm ft, precieety. But how did you know?” “You made the inference perfect- ly pinin,” she countered, “I have a reasoning mind, Graham; haven't you discovered. it before thin?” ‘The boss nodded soberly. discovered a good many things about you. during the past six of “1 have | 5 months: one of them is that there as never another woman like you oe the world began.” Knowing, as I did, that she bad a husband alive and kicking around somewhere, it seemed ns if I just couldn't stay there and listen th what a break of that kind on the bows’ part was likely to lead up to. But Maisie Ann gripped my wrist until she hurt. flercety. him, “You're taking care of and you've got to know!" As on many other earlier occa- sions, Mrs, Sheila slid away from the sentimental side of things just at easy as turning your hand ove “You are too big a man to let added difficulty defeat you she remarked calmly, going to the business field. “You really making miraculous success, I have just spent two weeks in the capital, as you know, and everybody is talking about you They say you are in a fair way to solve the big problem—the prob- fem of bringing the railroads and the people together in a peaceable and profitable partnership—which is as it should be.” (Continued Tomorrow) el an She was Fat ‘The shedew on thie plewre ven 9 he or) on tot" feotimontele ‘comes te you [a plain wrapper! By Mow Vor Mereia Lempeny, TTLE STAR Is Helen as Hh Hh HI i Hi ft HAA Bad as That? ‘TOM, HAVE You ‘THOUGHT ANY MORE ABOUT THAT PUBLICITY STUNT | SPOKE ‘To You ABouT ‘THiS MORNING P “You must listen!’ she whispered | Day after day passed and not once did the little adventurers, Nancy and Nick, think of the errand apon which they were bent. The wicked Jinn had | them privoners in his ice-palace, or | rather In his iceberg palace, with Its turrets and towers, floating around }on the ocean. S80 much did it look | lke an ordinary feeberg, however, hat the gulls and sea-birds flying near, perched on its ledges, calling hoarmely to one another that the reather was fine, or that it looked like a storm and they'd better be making for land, never dreaming that the great mass of ice was really }an enchanted palace and that two little children were prisoners within. ‘The little Red Slippers of Forget- fulness had put everything out of the minds of the little travelers. ‘The Jinn had taken their own Magic Shoes and all their charms, which | | The Jinn brought out a checker-board, and from morning | to night the little folks played. 2 were to help them on their trip to | the South Pole, | He brought a checker-board, and | from morning until night the fittle| lr (CALLED MY WIFE UP AND “TOLD HER ABOUT {T AHD SAID IT) WAS A Secrets WES T DO MAN THAT WIRICUED AE SAID EX BY iM EVERETT TR THAT'S You AGAIN | In THE GVENING WHY DON'T You “TAL Nou WANT TO RCAD, REA READ ALL THO TIMS, ano x —~=-. To mes roc Tack! folks played. Sometimes Nancy would win, and sometimes Nick, and the Jinn kept a great long Ust of | how many games each had won. Not | once did the twins mention their} errand, because they had forgotten | ij but the wicked wizard, as he | watched them play, had not forgot: ten, and he took good care that they did not kick off the bewitched Red Slippers, Things were going to suit him very well indeed, now, for he had promised the wicked fairy | Snitch-er-Snatch at the South Pole | that he would do all he could to keep | the twins away, PLENTY For “THUS EVENING [tf 3. ALL RIGHTS ALL RIGHT I!!! t Vee TALK! Outside, the walrus lay patiently | ised to help the children and he had} watching some whales in the sea, jon the ice, waiting. He had prom- not forgotten. Just now he was SEEKING A LADY FRIEND IN JAIL “1 ‘most seen the man shot? ‘The boy gave his evidence eagerty. “Auto bandits done it, They took after him over by Black's factory And they shot bim dead! I ‘most seen it myself. I was goin’ into Black's with the sport edition, and just by the big gate I met all Black's hands buzzin’ out ma as wasps, They was after the geezer that got Murphy!” “Who was Murphy? “Paymaster at Black's, He was fetchin’ the week's pay from the bank Hiim and some more men. The others was only scratched by the gunmen. Say, I knew Murphy! | 1 gold him a paper every day right | at bis own desk, ma'am! Yesterday, sen he to mo-—" use splintered on top of my coupe, “Rockst Thoy’re bustin’ the win- dows commented our new friend. Then he turned his attention back to the pushing throng at the Jafl en- trance, “Say, ma'am! T bet ‘most of this town has got into that jail for oncet Would youse mind my papers for a |minute? Or somebody will snitch ‘em!" “Why should anybody snitch *em?” “For torches—to fire the jail, of course!” “Oh, Martha! Martha 1 ried. “It’s such an old building, I'm going in myself! I'm going to find Ann!” “If you've got a lady friend in jail, | I'll help you find her!” the boy volun | teered as he jumped from the car. |In spite of Martha's protestations I | followed him, He took my arm and assumed charge of the rescue work. | ‘The boy slipped like an eel between |the crowd and the prison wall and pulled me after him. Before I knew what had happened I found myself half way up the steps of the prison, The mob packed the street—it was |a block long and one of the oldest and narrowest streets in the city. | smelled the smoke! At one end I saw a file of mounted police advancing slowly, They were trying to shove the horde out of the farther end of the street but the crowd held at that end and so\the persons in the middle were jammed tight. Suddenly firemen turned a stream of water on those who were corking up the way. I was watching the soaked tndi- viduals scamper to safety when the boy wheeled and pointed: “They've done it!” he cried. “T By gosh, they*ve fired the old jail! See—smoke—in the wimmen's wing!” I saw—for the fraction of a second. ‘Then the crowd, retreating from the prison they had invaded, pressed hard down the steps. I was thrown high, I Was raised on the tips of my toes, then a strong arm went around me, and held me above the surging, bobbing mass, But I neither wondered nor cared who had saved me, Thicker and CONFESSIONS OF A BRIDE... (Copyright, 1921, N. E, A) . THE BOOK . OF MARTHA blacker the smoke poured from the windows behind which Ann Lorimer was locked in a ceil! (To Be Continued) Of Mexico’s total mineral prodae tion, exclusive of oil, $90,000,000, onty @ third hag been exported and only two-fifths worked. TT) COLDS Grip, Influenza, Sore Throat Humphreys’ Homeo, Medicine Co, 166 Wiliam 6&t, New York, and at all Drag and Country Stores, )