The evening world. Newspaper, February 22, 1909, Page 9

NOW, ALEX , DON'T Lie ABOUT WHAT You DO WITH THIS HATeHET! BE LIKE WASHINGTON ~ NEVER TELL A FIB! By Edith Sessions is Tupper DUOCMMNOOES’ oW,No! ot WIL ALWAYS TELL THE TRUTH, JUST ALIKE GEORGE WASHINGTON] have made all the cats of Kilkenny take jto the woods, ma|N view of the fact that civil war is raging in many of the Bae ent } The Knockers. } Oe nd | And one of the funniest phases of club battles !s that the members who jare the hardest knockers are the ones | who talk loudest about love, 1 think of the president of a club that {8s now passing through deep waters, She was wont in sweeping up to her platform to pause and bestow kisses upon her favorites, and on reaching the rostrum to turn and beamingly cry: “Dear | ladies, how I love you!” And yet Iam told that as a combatant she has few peers, Another excced!ngly prominent club | woman whom the writer once saw livid with rage and fairly hissing her tury— | by no means a pretty sight—sald at the | succeeding meeting of the club: "All I ask of you ladies ts love, 1 do not | Py ee id) wish office or honor—no, no, only give | } me your love.” Imagine @ man resigning the presl- | dency of a club because some of Its members were opposed to his candidacy | for office In another club! He would | simply tell the disaffected to go to and busy Aimself with his electloneering, But a woman's feelings are rent asunder and she haughtlly deciines to further serve the club and peremptorily leaves the organization without a head, women's clubs of this town| the question becomes pertl- uent. For what purpose {9 freman's alub founded? Not by any means to tho sume ond as !s a man’s, A man's olup is established for rest and feGreation. The chief end of a woman's club seems to be work and trouble. Women will tell you that the aim of! thelr oluba fs to uplift and broaden the! ‘aminine mind, They will talk gubly of co corps, of aympathy and yeol-| Yrotty, ou Hsten to the voice of the charmer! { Jon @ club to be uplifted and! Jened. And suddenly you discover \@ club uplift is by the hair of the Y and reciproetty 13 established by }2 interohange of feminine "sass." DID You Gert THAT HATCHET ? FATHER, T CANNOT TELL A LIE! MR. MONK GAVE ME THIS HATCRET! é jy ae t Latent Deviltry, i ro) }nat {s there about organization that Jlops the latent spark of devlitry fing in the feminine temper: Foan individually is charming; [ively sho 18 a composite rampage. 1 © seen women who were admirable Hlevely as wives and mothers ta the “\vaoy of thetr homes transformed at a| # lub Into sneering braw stopping at gh > almost nothing to carry their point, } A Recent Erection, { A club organized for study of some Olen? author or special branch of learning |a! all right so long as it keeps to its det. | At a recent election at thé Hotel Astor | uf WASHINGTON CUT > DOWN CHERRY VLL cur Down FURNITURE ! RA I The Prening World Daily Mseee re Monday, February 22, 19 | TREES— THE You WILL GIVE my SON A HaToHET ? HE RUINED ALL My Hut! AUD THAT WAS MAX'S FURNITURE! {nite purpose, But the moment that|/ Women scolded, wept and well nigh palitene creep. [ni ha OreAntTction falnted over the results, If so much All kinds of trouble on tts hands, 5y. is wasted oversea. paltry, T call to mind a club established a few years nervous ¢ club office, what would be the expendi- ture of vital force over a real political since for the purpose of studying dramatio literature. The early meetings of the club in a beautiful and famous studio were delightful. The readings and discussions of plays were {llumt- nating and {nstructive. Presently politics crept in and then a religious riot, and everybody went up tn tho air, ‘The last meeting of that club the writer attended was a free-for-all which would crisis? I must confess that if anything would turn me from a bellef that women shoul have suffrage tt would be the extraordinary actions of women's clubs, Women should not demand the priv go of voting upon any great Issues tnaklug for tho good of humanity 1 t y have learned to control their tem- | bers and thelr te. on Courtsht ) Somewhat Ungrateful. A. D. hi] am a young man nineteen years old, very much fn love with a young lady one year my jJuntor, T often take her to places of amuse ment. When I am with her she tells me she loves me, but when I am not ¢ with her my friends say that she does ¢ BETTY VINCENT not speak well of me. What would you advise me to do?” I would advise “‘T, A. D." not to Heten to what other people say about his friends. Listening to what other people pay {s almost as bad as talking unkind- ly one's self, However, “T, A. D."" reaps his own punishment, Inasmuch as he ts} the one who suffers most from what he hears, Much in Love. LETTER signed “R. J.” tells me A Tam very much in love with @ young lady that I think respects me, but {8 not in love with me, When we meet she {s perfectly willing to talk to me, but when I ask her if I may call upon her steadily she always an- swers that she ls too young. Can you tell me how I can gain her love?" From Mea J's" Oe I think the ons HIS morning | | a letter rye ae ay Betty Vincent’s Advice p and Marriage [to whom he refers must be very sen- sible, frank and well worth wating for, If she 18 young, why annoy her by jattempting to obtain an admission of | affec from her now? Do nat refer to tle subject of love, but s'mply try to please her as you would any other dear friend. Be patient and consider- ate and probably the young lady will Yreward you in the way you h. Kiss Or No Kiss. SE POND letter signed "D. EB, A‘ * tells me: “I have been carry+ ing on a friendly correspondence | valet) @ young man for a number of} and he has now returned to the where I live. not now In a position to tell me that he loves me, but he thinks I should allow him to Kiss me, Is he right? 1 certainly would not permit any youflg man to kiss me unless I were en- gaged to him. To an outsider the young man's attitude does not seem NShY, hon- orable, and I would suggest to "D, EB. W."' that she can probably find friends whose Sdeas are less selfish and retlect inere consideration for herself Mourns Fiancee. AM asked by A. 8.: “Is {t proper for I @ young man to go Into mourning for a girl to whom he was prac- ucally, but not formally, engaged? If 80, for how long?" Tt 1s largely a matter of personal feeling, "A, 8." It Is not considered in the least necessary to put on black for one's fiancee, but if {t !n.any way Ughtens one’s grief there “ certainly could be no Chis on to it. ol, ‘B tender, {n well salted boiling water, He says that he is} [* + Spaghetti With Tomato. ,Dut in one Iayér of spaghetti, one layer Jot tomato sauce, then a layer of grated cheese, then another layer of spaghetti, and so on until dish ts full, Bake tn a moderately hot oven twenty or thirty minutes. Baked Raisin Pudding lsh spaghett! one hour, or until drain In colander until dry. Make vrrenvisraats sauce, using one can to- | |matoes, one small onion sliced and four | |cloves. Boll this ten minutes and strain, | |add nalt and pepper to taste, dash of | wS useful for a family cayenne if liked, teaspoonful of butter, AI two teaspoonfuls of sugar, and boll five minutes longer, Thicken while boling with on@ tablespoonful of corn starch of salt and a teaspoonful of baking pow- | an egg and some milk, greased pie dish and bake In a moderate oven for an hour and « quarter. Steamed Cranberry Pudding. IC REAM a half cup of butter, add | Take a Ne well three cups of pastry flour with | qaurter of a pound of stoned raising, |one and one-half teaspoontuls of baking | \pleces, slicing potatoes thick and Irregu- 8 quarter of a pound of chopped suet | powder. Add the flour alternately with Har, Cover with water and season with and half @ pound of flour, add a pinch|a half oupful of milk to the butter, | salt only. sugar and eges, and lastly add a halt! wet with cold water, Butter baking Cr) der, Work all into a light batter with |cup of cranberries, Steam in a covered Hints for the Housekeeper. Pour Into a gradually a cupful of sugar and threo eggs well beaten, Mix and THE LONG ONE—This {s a great walk we're having, old man! THE SHORT ONE-—Oh, {s it a walk? I thought it was a ten-mile das Copynant, 1908, by Aurustus Thomas.) TheWitching Hour B Augustus ideas —>— RS. SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDIN' . um: Brookfield, a Loulsville, ot etves a box, party at, the his former her son Clay (Ww ni rank Hardmuth, local Is snubbed. b @ possesses wheredy he can Influence the ze of others. He sees and Is strangely in- forested In iusice tice, Who 1s a trans Nent 1 A supper, at opera. Ther comes, to. the Brockfleld e, sare. pre: ws t ndthritt 0 for a Raine tat women. there can be no gambling, Thi tere together, talk ofa, peculiar, semi:hypnotie power Brookfield formerly ‘exercised and Kehieh he. ha ta uae bectuno, ha ng him Arar tes Ha vias Mvaranath hes self alone with Viola, been making love to ! CHAPTER IV. (Continued.) A Proposal. IOLA was unpractised, but not un-} equipped. “1 don't see why you ask?’ she ventured, diploma beginning to feel the strain of Clay's silence. “T ask,” the boy said, promptly, eause you seemed so intch tn earnest." “Well,” questioned Viola, still non- committal, “Frank Hardmuth's a fellow that will atand watching.” Clay glared into the Gining-room where the object of his fenlouay was seated, \ aqnsnasasoonoRDDaVIDIADIDIERDEROIMOGOD’ D00000000000000000000000! mig aware of a subtie power | “be. | “He stood @ good deal to-night,” Viola laughed, witit a wish to Introduce {a playfulness into the colloquy. I mean,” Clay continued, still serl- ous, “that he is a ciever lawyer, and | herself In some way to him before the knew It." “{ think that depends more on the way |the girl feels." Viola rose and crossed the room with an Instinct of drawing |the boy’s attention from Hardmuth. There vas an Implied assurance in the | a,eech as Clay Interpreted {t, and, somewhat mollified, he followed her. “Well, I don't want you to listen to Frank Hardmuth under the impression that he's the only chance in Kentuck; | “Why, Clay Whipple!" Viola's seve (ity was a resentment of the {mplication iq {that she had regarded Hardmuth as a chance at all, and was not an attempted Alscouragement of the Impending declar- ation. | “You know very well I've been court- ing you myself, Viola, don't you?” "You haven’ ling In frank admiration of his direct- jness; “you've just been coming around like a big boy.” | “Have I gone with any other girl anywhere?” | "I don't know. “And I've spoxen to your uncle Jack about To “Yes.” | “Nobody told you to speak to Unele| Jack.” Mother did." Your ther?” Viola aske The In- creasing number of the queation a disturbing tmportance, (yeu answered the young suitor; Cla THTDIEDODHTGHOOODIGOI“SGOHNOSGDOOOOOIMDS Augustus Thomas’s Great Play, “The Witching Hour, 1S TOUT, into a1 lOO000 DIOLOVOOWHOOS PCat 7 lay, lOODO D000 000000000 0000000000, would aucceed in making a girl commit | the girl replied, amil- | | # udvisers gave 0000000000.000000000000000 {mother’s got regular ideas about boys and young Indies, and |him- I'd have said that—and that was /o! | she says, ‘If you think Viola likes you, | all that was in my mind when I asked | # the honorable thing 1# to epeak to her) about Frank Hardmuth.” | In conaol-) 8 guardian." ing abandonment of the issue, he con- “Oh, you thought that, did you?" | tinued: “T don’t care what Frank Hard- | ¢} Viola was as piqued by the secure as-|muth said, elther, if it wasn't personal | sumption as she was complimented by | that way.” {ts persistency. But her tone only gave| “Frank Hardmuth’s nothing to mo.” |@ determination to the boy, The girl's annoyance was reassuring, | “T certainly did,” he answered. “And he won't be, will he?’ | “Tcan't Imagine why.” pleaded, boyishly, seating “I thought that because you're Jack | beside her on the sofa, and peering Into | b | Brookfleld’s niece, and nobody of his her half-averted face, "Say that, be- |ct blood would play a game that isn't! cause I'm awfully in love with you.” j far.” | “Are yout” she asked, In evident hos- | No\phrase could have been more un- | Pitality for the subject. | fortunately chosen, Clay had meant to| “You bet I am," the boy responded, apply only the college boy's standard vibrantly—“Just tomfool heels over head | of fair play In athletics, a department in love with you.” fn which Vicla was not uninformed,| ‘You never said 80," But Brookfleld's profession had made| “I never sald so because mother told the family hectic upon all allusions to|me that a boy In an architect’s office lit, The blood tingled in Viola's cheek, | hed better walt until he was a partnor, | “wish you wouldn't always throw | But I can’t walt, Viola, {f other fellows je that up to me; {t Isn't our fault that | are pushing me too hard.” Uncle Jack’s a sporting man." Viola apparently approved of the | ; “Why, Viola—I was praising him," | boy's Initiative, for she answered, t Clay sald, impulsively, sighting the| “Uncle Jack says you're a regular ar- | forbidden ground on which he had Inad- | chitect, if there ever was one.” vertently trod; and with that sure fatal. | ‘It's what you think that makes a|t! jity that makes blunder multiply, he | difference to me. added: “I think your uncle Jack's the} “Well, I certainly think Uncle Jack | ¢! | samest man In Kentucky.” | certainly knows. | ‘Nor that, elther,” in sald, forbid-| “And an architect’ | dingiy; and then, with a surge of loys | lawyer,” Clay urged, Just as good as with his ri The Marathon Craze. Clay | gaged. himself | that elmost every ingredient or contri- | | ment’ ing consequence for coincldence, ef Ia a aa nena neemnel jbuttered mould for three hours and rve with sweetened cream, |Pepper Hash. Si drippings and cold sirloin steak, Cut steak into pieces. To half a large salad bowl of steak add two |green peppers, four tomatoes and three large potatoes. Cut vegetables Into Cook half an hour and thicken juice with a@ tablespoontul of flour. [Serve with plain bolled rice and salad. By J. K. Bryans 18 “Ah, how pleasant to see a little boy in such a hurry to dellver his message!" “Aw, go on! Marathon!” I'm just doin’ this to keep in trainin’ for de next DDDI@S: f sufficiently guiding experience or re- earch, the young people by an un- poken assent, none the less satisfa i tory because It was tacit, met in an mbrace, “Viola!” the boy sald, in trembling ‘undertone, as her head rested on his houlder, There are other ways of becoming en- The process ia one so volatile utdon, whether of time or place or cir- umstance, altors its chemistry. In fact, {much of tho charm that hallows that mtire period known as “the engage- {9 due to the same unfadling an- wer to all the experimental tests that may be made by the manifold reagents {n love's laboratory. In promising exploration of at least one other route, Viola began: | "I don't mind telling you now he was for himself—Frank Hard- Clay exclaimed, mistak- “On ht “It seems like the hand of Providence hat I was here.” One eure indication of true love ts very night?” hat the element of fate 18 80 plainly, so | early, discernible, “Let's alt down,” Holding both her hands, Clay led the | alty to the uncle whom she could see | still in mind. girl to the sofa, from where she stood, “I don't crit! “Every bit," his sweetheart ao- “You've got confidence in me, haven't jmy uncle Jack, but he's a lot better | quiesced. your” |man than just a fighter or a card| It Js possible that !f either or both} “Yes; I've always sald to mother, | player—I love him for his big hea |of the parties had been reprerentod by) y Whipple will make his mark some “So do I. If Vd a'thought you cared, | attorney thelr understanding might uave| day,’ 1 should say | have contidence beon regarded as fa ewhat short | In you.” ra have sald you were too much like him et heart to let @ fellow come! of @ detzotbal, Ln the abeense of com \ (Pre boy laughed jopeusip, There was Turned by the Playwright Into a Great Serial Story }OCDODOGODIOa? old-fashioned | a-courting you {f you meant to refuse, petent advisers, however, and perhaps) a framed sheepskin from the University of Pennsylvania hanging in his mother's | Dedroom, and several letters of approval from the firm of architects with which he w. joclated, but Viola's last re- mark was his real diploma, He went | }on In rapfd explanation, taktmg her Into almost conjugal confidence as to his| Prospects, | “Of course, the blg jobs pay—things| Mke Insurance buildings; but my heart’ in domestic architecture, and if you} don't Iaugh at me I'll tell you some- thing,”” “Laugh at you about your work and your ambitious, Why, Clay!" "I do somo Interlors for the firm already, jand whenever ZT plan a second floor or staircase [ can seo you plain ay day good night over the balusters,” “Really? You mean tn your mtnd."* "No, with my eyes. Domestte arch!- | tecture 19 the mo: poetle work @ man | ea It must be !f you can see It all that way,” Viola assented, not without some bewilderment, “Byery room," Clay continued to ex: plain. “I can kee your short sleave | you put your hands over the balust and sometimes you push up halr with the back of your hand—so.” ‘Oh, this? e girl laughed, drama- | tlzing’ his suggestion, and smoothing her pompadoy ) obedience. me girls do that | "Rut not Just the same as oe do It," Clay protested, ten T ean! fee avery little m You mane Whenever you ere to think about me Bless you, no—that's the trouble,” here Was a haunted flutter In his ex- | pression | “What Me ray (To Be Continuedd | Bible and “Aesop's Fables,” | nnd re-read until he knew them almost | great emancipator, the latter Impress- | «ingle book had to give an estate of 1909. CAOMOMARAG® By John K. BHIE) world t# founded on | thoughts and {deas, not on cotton and tron,” says Emerson, i Books are the links in th! : the chatn that binds the| thi past to the present, re A home without books Is ike a rt without an oasis. ot books bought by the yard, as Barrle's Scotchman bought them, but books judictously selected. Ten well-chosen books are worth yards of hit or misa volumes, When Lincoln was a boy he used to study bostde the open fireplace by the Ught of the burning pine knots. The first book he ever owned was @ copy of Weems's “Life of Washing= “which he bought by “pulling fods " for three days. This, with “Pilgrim's Progress," the he read de: ce: 60 by heart. The effect of each of these books Is easily traced In the after life of the i j!ng upon him the value of @ story In | pointing 4 moral. Carlyle refers to the days when “If you wanted to know what AMlard knew, you must go and listen to Abe- lard." In those days there were no books procurable and a man “for a St land.” Erasmus was obliged to read by moonlight, being too poor to afford a candle, much less to buy the books he craved The printing press, however, has su revolutionised the making of book that they are no longer a luoury. To-day, as Sir John Lubbock hai sald, “the best books are the cheapest. For the price of a little beer, a little We Owe Much That Is Best To the Thoughts in Books Plato of His Age, course. of his life changed by a book as the Bible, Avesta or, Le Baron We scarcely appreciate how great is 19 privilege. Gibbon, the great historian, declared jat he would not exchange his love of ading for all the treasures of India, Gibbon knew the value of books, Ho paid the debt he owed his prede- asors by the obligations under which he placed posterity, Books have shaped thé careers of me great men, The chance possession of ¢ spy of Burns made Whittier a poet. Malebranch, who was called “The had the whole ‘hich he happened to pick up in @ pub- lec bookshop, Dr, Franklin credited De Foe’s “Ke say on Projects” with influencing dome of the principal events of his life. “A book may be ae great a thing as a battle,” saye Lord Beaconsfield, What single battle ever had as last- gs and vital an influence upon history the Koran, the Zend in recent times, Mra. owe's story of Uncle Tom? It was Charles Lamb who once sata ho felt {t more incumbent upon him to ask a grace before reading rather than before dinner. “A good book,” says Milton, “is the precious Nfeblood of a master spirit.” It 1s strange, therefore, that human barbarism and bigotry have destroyed #0 many of the priceless books of the Cit rid of the Christians ana the philos- ages. he Romans burnt the books of the ophers,” says Disraeli, ‘The Jews burnt the books of the Christiana and the pagans, ‘and the Christians burnt the | books of the pagans and the Jews. act the world has outgrown those be have taught us better, ork on most of the do-| walking through the rooms or saying | get Into outside of downright poetry | your front| My “Cycle of Readings,” By Count Tolstoy. —— Translated by Herman Bernstein, —— (Copyrighted by the Press Publishing Company, the New York World, 1908.) j (Copyrighted by Herman Bernstein.) { The italicized paragraphs are Count Tolstoy's 1 original commems on the subject. 1 God. 8 do not know God, but all that we know about the world we know because we know about God, ——. FEB. | 22. | not the eternal name—Lao-Tse. eee | [ETAT GED HERB ts @ being containing within {taelf everything, a being that preceded T the existence of heaven and earth. It 1# peaceful, it 1s Inoorporeal, its qualities ar: called IntelMgence, If it 1s necessary to name !t, I call {¢ Great, Incomprehenstble, Distant and Returning.—Lao-Tse, eee OD fs the Infinite outside of us, demanding from us righteousness.—Matthew Arnold, NTELLIGENCE which can be easily understood {s not I eternal Intelligence, The name which can be called Is POCO OOOO G OD is the whole of which we consider ourselves a part. UU CNeereTrrereee ras OOLISH are they who are constantly asking, Where does God live? God F lives in all His fulness «all things. Religions differ, but God is one, If man does not understand himself, how will he understand God?—Indlan Wisdom, ] does not depend oh me while [ exist now, to cease to exist, consequently [ started and am continuing to be a power of something that was before me, that will be after [am gone and that Is more powerful than I am. And yet the: tell me that there {8 nothing which we call God.—La Bruyere. eee HERE are two kinds of people that know God—people with humble hearts, I who love in return for hatred and humllfation, however high or low the quality of their mind may be, and people who are sufficlently wise to see the truth, whatever the obstacles In thelr way.—Pascal. eee AN knows God in the measure in which he fulfils the will of God. 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