The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 8, 1921, Page 6

THE SEATTLE STAR Pudtioned Patty ‘by The Star Poritening Oe4 Phowe Main e800. he state of Washington, Owtside of the stat monthe or $9.00 per year, My carrier, city, Returning from a tiger shooting foray in India, Clemenceau announces that for the of his life he will endeavor to forgive his enemies, do good to all men, and lay the bitter animosities that have marked his public career for half a century. If the tiger of France has mellowed, then indeed can the leopard change his spots. in all the wide world there has been no more consistent hater, and no more savage ent than this old, tough knot of a man. But that’s the merit of age—it mellows. When a man reaches the top of life's ttle hill and starts down, with the setting sun shining in his face, he drops a lot peevishness behind him. Climbing up the hill youth is cocksure, adamant, unyielding, eager in its hot hates ruthless in its revenge. - But on the other side of the hill the evening winds of life bring quiet. Man dis- that nothing is worth getting enraged about, that nothing lasts a great while the grave, that contentment, self-pcace, dwelling in harmony with his fellows the only happy lot. Age discovers that the only one who is hurt by a great hatred is the hater, and that the sweetest revenge never injures the victim as it does its source. Youth is careless of the feeling of others. Age is indifferent to the claims of for age has seen the setting sun. It knows that in a little while it will be ashes ashes, and that the foolish oblong of rheumatic twinges called the body is nothing in the eternal plot of things. the child, rain on a holiday is a universal catastrophe. Philosophic age is content miss the picnic, for it has seen many and knows that ants usually invade the pie salt trickles into the ice cream and there is usually at least one frog in the Rejoic young man, in the day of thy youth, but be sure that later you will be happier as you sit in your little hut by the side of the road and, contented, let mad world whirl by. “You never know what you can do until you . try.”"—Mother’s Maxim. “The road to success always lies across the hills of sacrifice.”—Anon. their lives by getting on a Cowen park street car. Penny Saved —Penny Made “Twenty saved is twenty earned.” This little motte adorns Let's hope that whe in Wash- ington these famous foreigners will do as Washington did. tue. net edo All at Home a ee dice-shaking at all, America’s youngest married rrasit is peopled Navy,” always far couple with the largest family 18 euese, who are than either “26" or ciaimed by Halletsville, Texas. miles removed from permitted without August Dernak, 46 years eld, and economically considered. anyene whe bas his wife, 41, have 18 children, all = ang the wenderful news living and at bome ef Brasil, destined Smech Hew would you have Ihed to of the ef dice support 18 children for the last world in the not others. four years, considering the cost may it not be 8 clear of living? Just imagine—10 eses part to this national 1 for breakfast! Oh, death, where is its smallest coins, thy sting? is twenty earned”? vpen religion and philanthropy for a last of this fia.78 iF i af g a e eat besides. Comes now Mr. Harding of Wash- ington, and gays to the other na tions than the United States— “We think this waste has gone on long enough. But we see you are getting ready to waste some more. Very well, if that is the program, we are as well prepared to waste money in that way as any other na- tion, and we will match you, ship for ship and gun for gun. But we think there is a better way. Come, let us sit down and discover it, and mutually agreed to reduce our arma ments.”" Now on that proposftion, I am for Mr. Harding. More power to him. gives surpass the ability of any of us to understand, but the Wall Street Journal commends him for being so conservative. Prof. Bogart says that the cost of the war to the United States was only 32 billions of doliars and not 44 billions as was recently stated to the senate. For this relief, much thanks. The difference is 12 billions, and that is all to the good. Those of us who have to pay the debt, a little of it in our tax and @ great deal of it in everything we eat and wear, are in position to appreciate a saving of a little item ike 12 thousand millions of dollars, O, Youth! Give BY LEO H. LASSEN O, Youth! If you would love, Give your full heart! For this sweet treasure Give your true measure Or not one part! Along your rainbow road, So wide and free, The heart is broken When doubt is spoken Of Arcady. DR. J. nN. BINYua Free Examination $2.60 casses on Earth ares tn tie Nort ont ae Peay 4, ibd lenees from beet to finish, @ are the only one in ON FIRST AVENUB Ghats: ok gr essrSta olutely necessary. ‘ON OPTICAL CO, 1116 FIRST AVERUB O, Youth! ‘If you would love, Give your full heart! Your whole soul given Is living Heaven— Love’s magic art! ° A ° Try This on Your Wise Friend A man has eight sons, the youngest 4 and the oldest 82. There was an exaet difference between the time of arrival of each one and the one previous. What was it? Answer to yesterday's: 1, % 9, 27, iereoe — Tm thru. to which you really “A Dog Show for Mutts only will be held Thursday night at Crystal you, they thought your blood was What is on very blue, because the foxy dear said you really were a thorobred; but now we know he had tn mind, “a thorobred of your own kind.” But still, you make a hit with me, altho you're shy of pedigree; your everwagging tail betrays an inno- cence of snobby ways you aren't haughty nor stuck-up, but just a playful, friendly pup. You're such a pleasant pup to ? ED. PINAUD’S HAIR TONIC of course! FOLGER’S GOLDEN GATE PRODUCTS ' COFFEE « TEA EXTRACTS « SPICES AND BAKING POWDER greet; | see you ‘way across ino| street, you cock your head and wag your tail, and wait for my acous | tomed hall, and when T say “Hello” to you, you reach my side before You demonstrate as plain an day, the pleasant things you'd like to way; you bark and jump th I can) wee your dirty feet all over me, you fill my trousertegs with hair, and lick my hands until I swear, And now, at last, we have a show they don't admit the blooded blokes the show t# for the common folks, juke you and me who Just possess the royalty of friendliness. So, if I see you at the show, I'd like to bet a wad of dough, that| 2 "| “A Blessing Your Head” * TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 1921. Oltime Hymnal.” ble was a Beare talogue, a silver fr notographa of the Bap $ | and of an elderly clergyman, and @ | aluminum tray containing @ rattle «nake's rattle and a broken spectacles lena. Mra. Bogart epoke of the eloquence of the Feverend Mr. Zitterel, the coldness of the cold days, the*price ot poplar wood, Dave Dyer's new haircut, and Cy Bogart's ensentiat dismayingly scrubbed; the kitchen! piety, “As I sald to his suM™ay was an exercise in mathametics, with | gehool teacher, Cy may be a little problems worked out in equidistant! wa, but that's because he's got wo ee jonment | chairs, much better brains thon a lot of ee eine a her;| The parlor was kept for visitor®. | these boys, and this farmer that sought to dismiss all the opiniona. | Carol suggested, “Let's wit in the! claims he caught Cy stealing "beg. | tion of an insurgent era. She want | kitchen, Please don’t trouble 0) giew, is a lar, and I ought to have ed to shine upon the vealfaced PrYTTT Ti MAIN STREET o J e as : H * The Story of Carol Kennicott eo e e e e e BY SINCLAIR LEWIS Copyright, 1920, Harcourt, Brace & Howe, Ina ecegsece eoceceees (Continued From Yesterday) vil She tried to free herself from the ought to #0; light the parlor stov the law on him.” My gracious, | Pool."—News Item, should there be @ prize put up tol pit. bearded Lyman Cass as much| “No trouble at all! Mrs. Bogart went thoroughly into — give the greatest “friendly” pup, bes upon Miles Bjornstam or Guy ‘and you coming #0 seldom and all,/the rumor that the girl walter at To Jerry, the je Pup, care! you'll beat the field a half a mile~ t pallens ‘he gave a reception for, 4nd the kitchen is @ perfect sight. | Billy's Lunch was not all she might Jack and Jim, Seattle; and such @ prise is worth theling ‘Thanatopals club, But her reall try to keep it clean, but Cy will peor, rather, was quite all she Doar Jerry, when they purchased | while! acquiring of merit waa in calling | track mud ail over, I've spoken to| might be. ., | bim about It a hundred times if I've} “My lands, what can you expe aaa ou cuted eee sr retusbie | spoken once, 26, you sit right there,|when everybody knows what < to a doctor, dearie, and I'll make 4 fire, Though the Bogart house was trouble 4} next door she had entered ft but | 4t all.” three times, Now she put on her! new moleskin cap, which made her | Joints, and repeatedly dusted j a ! face small and innocent, she rubbed | hands while she made the fire, and) (Turn to Page 13, Column 1) oft the traces of a lipstick—and | when Carol tried to help her lament: | ———— fled across the alley before her ad-/@4, “Oh, It doesn't matter; guess I mirable resolution should sneak| ain't good for much but tof! and} away. workin’ anyway; reems as though | The age of houses, ike the age| that's what a lot of folks think.” | of men, bas small relation to their] ‘The parlor was distinguished by years, The dull-green cottage of|an expanse of rag carpet from the good Widow Bogart was twenty | which, as they entered, Mrs, Bogart years old, but it bad the antiquity | hastily picked one sad dead fly. In of Cheops, and the «mel! of mummy-|the center of the carpet was a rug dust. It» neatness rebuked the depicting a New Foundland dog, re- street. The two stones by the path clining in a green and yellow daisy were painted yellow; the outhouse field and labeled “Our Friend.” The way 80 overmodestly masked with | parlor organ, tall and thin, was vines and Jattice that it was not; concealed at all; the last iron dog! remaining In Gopher Prairie stood her no) mother was? And if these traveling all, practically no trouble | #alesrmen would let her alone | would be all right, tho I certainty Mra, Bogart groaned, rubbed her | don't believe she ought to be allowed her |to think she can pull the wool ovep oT: adorned with a mirror partly cir-| Gla oe receigt cular, party square, and partly dia | @ your seme mond-shaped, and with brackets | sad sééress among whitewashed conchshells holding a pot of geraniums, KONDON upon the lawn. 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