The evening world. Newspaper, January 2, 1919, Page 15

PEC fing to grow old, and to keep from growing old 1s impossible.” TranSdone cannot prevent the yea ing On Jong the right lines, the years will not depress one, and it will be possible Pecial + one and the same time to be old acoording to the calendar and young in HOME PAGE | Thursday, January 2, 1919 How to Keep From Growing Old DSI By the Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World.) | OW to keep from growing old! “Nonsense!” you say. “It is natural In a sense, this is perfectly true. It is an undoubted fact that stealing in upon one, cannot help becoming old in the calendar; but if you will do the right thing, will live steadily feelings and in the forces of the mind. It does not by any means follow that because one has reached a cer- tain number of yeats—say sixty or seventy—one must feel decrepit ‘and lose all ambition in the direction of worthy attainment, ‘The idea that such is the case is false. It is quite true that many at the ages mentioned are “down and out,” “has beens,” who have removed the bands from the wheels of their i dite’s activity and are simply waiting for them to come to the final revolu- tion; but the situation is of their own creation. They and not the nature [ot things are to blame. tf Through ignorance or wilfulness they have ignored Natur beneficent laws, and are now old before their time. ‘The condition we call old age has absolutely nothing to do with the number of years that one has lived. The proof of this statement is seen in the fact that some are, to all intents and purposes, old at forty or fifty, while others—judged by their feelings and achievements—are not old at seventy-five, since at that some- ‘what advanced period of life they are able to do as much work and as good ‘work as ever they were. Behold, now, the gist of the whole matter, that the sound mind in the somBd body knows nothing about age. As some one has said, “The question of age depends principally upon the extent to which one has conserved one’s RECUPERATIVE power.” As long as you have a reserve to draw on you are proof against the phenomenon of growing old. Of course, you will die some time, that goes | without saying; but you will never be old, and decrepit, and senile. On) the other hand, you will be young right up to the time when, like the ripe apple, you quietly and beautifully drop from the tree of life into the Old Mother's arms. The human body is worn out in two ways—by overdoing and by under- | doing; by long-continued use and by long-continued disuse. If one works, either mentally or physically, too hard and too steadily, the result, the inevitable result, | may say, is premature decay. And on the other hand, if one’s mind and body are kept inactive, atrophy gets in, | with the same result—the decay of brain and body. ‘The thing to do {s to keep the “Golden Mean,” the middle way betwoen overwork and no work. To do thie is to defy the thing we call Old Age. wise and Advice to Lovers YEs I'VE HAD QuiTE STREAK OF Geer wer . 1 NEED ALITTLE Goon 1 INVESTED IN A RUSSIA THEN THE BOLSHEVIK CANE 1 WENT IN THE HEALTH INSURANCE BUSINESS THEN ALONG CAME THE FLU and Bus7Ed THE F/R. By Betty Vincent 0-DAY you all are thinking and if I talk to any of the othor men| about New Year's resolutions.| there he gets very mad, saying if I There are three such resvulu-| cared any for him I would not look tions which I hope every young man/@t any other man. | and yomen who reads this column “I love this man, but I am afraid | will make and keep. | to take the chance of marrying him The first is this: “I resolve to be | © account of his disposition. What honorable in all my dealings with | do you advise?” men and women.” This means that! No woman can find happiness with you will not tell things which have | 4" unreasonably jealous husband. If been given to you in confidence, that Your friend cannot conquer his fault you will not in any way play the|! advise you to give him up, | sneak or the spy / PUT HONEY NA | Pur MONEY INA THEN CAME “The second resolution I hope you! will make ts this: “I wit be courte- | & ous.” In the bustle and hurly-burly | of modarn life, with its crowded con: | | t veyances and hours, both young men/ . << > and women are likely to forget the| x simple, kind good mannens which their fathers and mothers practiced almost automatically. A renaissance | of courtesy is much needed in New| ‘The third desirable resolution is, "| will be punctual.” Both young men and young women often waste {Copyright by John Lane & Co.) the time of others and commit real SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS PO a Elie prey nvited to apend the suminer on Sunset Inland at the moment previously promised, | "i" the Smiths, olf frienas of ty family, Mrs. Smith calls for Maida and | There seems to be an atinospbere of underlying mystery about the rudeness by the failure to be on hand Maida Waring, the daughter of an cil king ‘Try to be on time for all your en-| inaemtand, Ther a gagements, of bi Which Initial? “B. E." writes: “A friend of mine is about to be married and I would like to make her a present of some} silverware, Would you kindly in-| form me through your valuable paper DUR SORA GA We cant i to ff it 18 proper to put the initial of her | Hroaxfast, and as we sat down at the maiden name or the name she is|table I turned to Aunt Julie and CHAPTER V, (Continurd) HEY were all waiting for me on the porch and quite surprised to find that I had already been. about to take?” asked Convention ordains the use of the| “Does some one else live on Sunset initial of the bride's maiden name on | {sland? | passed ruch @ pretty bunga- low on my way back trom the light- wedding silver and linen, house." cl “No one lives there,” Aunt Julie © ae eighteen and|Paused to chip an egg before she ial Me writen: "La ft man of (continued. "At least no one since very much in love with a ma we purchased Hard-a-lee, I tried to twenty-one, 1 kn¢ oves me be-|buy them out so that 1 might own cause he has often told me so and|the whole island, but their agent se ows ad me to marry him, {8898 they won't sell, ‘They're living has often ask a abroad, I belteve, ‘Their name is Now, Miss Vincent, this man has 4) Byrton, or Banlow"— Jealous dist Ii 1 look at an-| > “Barford!” — Alaric interrupted. Bir aan 1 firting with him, |The anointed Boston Barford: i “Heavens! Um griad they're not If 1 meet any ejaculated Aunt Julie. “L men friend 1 trouble enough with you as it man says Tam ve with the}ist I can't think’ why they won't rae Recast nd seo At im my sell a ce has been shut up eyes, which v oll eCAU EA ‘It doesn't look it.” I remarked. he knows I him, although I have} «st seems to be in perfect repair,” Raver told } "Oh, It was all done over last year bver hb the same office, {1 UO8S they meant to come home We both work in um jand then changed their minds." = |Alaric looke Hy. . ee i “Made quite a tour of inspection, at. didn't you, Maida? What do you First U. S, Diplom t |ehink of the island?” z ILAS DI 3, the first diplomatic!” “It's charmir I said, but my was |tone was a little dry, I'm afraid d at me quizzic agent of the United Sta 3 ., . Conn, 181 years| Without knowing why, T resented his orn at . sehe Arar| tone: ft wasn't prying into other ago, He egate to the Mt] people's affairs, | Why shouldwt I Continent $ and in the|have looke pmpty bungalow “ 4 NTA was eect to Pitance on | if... fale ue glad I hadn't MPrINg Of LTTE wis wen toon, posing {Mentioned seeing the strange young Be heat crom. Be Ii. PUpon [Rah oF Alaric would have teased ma chi rade, | | about it, too, his arrival in I he sought an 1) L watched him curiously, His ap- terview with Count de Vergennes, the Minister of Foreig fused to receive pearance belied his bantering tone, Affairs, who '€-|}te was chalky and hollowecyed. n. Deane was re-| ana, alt h our drank severi @uced to the direst poverty and w enna Aloe ay rad upe ejected by his lundlad nally Ne| shine Ged iatee, aheta epee was given ai audience with Ver-| hand trembled when he lit a ciga genes, and began the diplomatic re-|rette, 1 wondered if he could O8 lations. which even resulted in| sibly be dissipated; perhaps heh the French alliance. In 1777 Deane | heen drinking late the night befor was recalled rsies arose | w Monsieur Pelissier, But the eae hin malas! fter his return, and | hman was as debonairiy mas- hg was n d exile.|ter of himself as ever, died in Eng Con Alaric seemed to have gotten over guess later awa sum to| his nervous mood by lunch time, bie hairs, and ip the. afternoon I played him Ama pressed manner which I could not at quite pale wil understand. As 1 gave her my as- help wondering wha tered to; a familiar ring someh pon J slipped = range Place This Island lar Where Newspapers Never Come a very strange sort of a 4 t Maida cannot quite b the taland and the first might during @ storn Maila hou » groan outside ness or pleasure, | her bedroom door, The following day she finds another house an tho isla: during the coming year. Patietate ne eee 1 di hough i won She replied, “I've given them them as implicitly as [ would your father, A letter came from Mr. nN in this morning's mail.” When wiil he be here “To-morrow morning.” the mainland back the mail arrived —but Julie assured 1 matter wus often a for me from daddy, though, and | seized As I glanced down typewritten page him, Maida, “{ don’t think he's so old!” I pro- should “He can't be anywhere near walk straight y him “Of cou He wasn't coming, He was going day, instead of Saturday, without ople? Oh, why t last of a light ine up, waping my eyes. an Lorna stood on th with sympat didn't mean to I couldn't bear to th my still feel hurt t smile broke o down gt once tos later she trembling violent! There was someth: she put down her cup, and she was rid it more than ever tn That atte ——— nyself_and , tour Pelissier CHAPTER VI. rest seemed so much ocellpied iffairs that 1 felt an Intrusion whole house mosphere you think is coming to see us, Maida? You must ha’ him through your fathe 66 H, by the way,” Aunt Julie ther own remarked at lunch. “Who do Presence have been my brokers, (00, father’s advice, for @ long on, of all my affairs, and J hou 1 aske ment I vw» barking of “He's such a nice old gentleman Pe ae: ts ee Bijou remarked. “I'm sure you'll HKe ag if, T Daddy says he is one of turned to the youngest men to have attained way through prominence in the street.” cried Lorna, “You-you ong Maida?” was almost oppo: oe.” TL repl surprised at fling, Daddy has taken me out (rowing to dinner with him several time 1 shower 4 his -ortner, Mr, Fordyce, i That's I've never seen him fellow! h your father were here to IMAy pt marked Aunt Ju nee “Of course, I trust Hil ordyce, but ever since D: oll I've consulted your father every big financia] move I've and I have grown to rely on hin if you're not sure about it, Gard where keep out of it," advised Alaric You don’t want him “at least until Mr. War ets back priday!" from Europe, Women have no bus And then I did ness monkeying around Wall Street jaughed! ,oner or ater they're He was lookin take thing: nt hair ov could feel it. make e fool ave that swamped." proaching d you ever know m to make a t and move, ax vou call |t? demanded his absurd Julie in a peculiarly d fs lies tone. Come looked at } and a slow ordered, er his heavy face. | beg your pa once," he chuckled. "Wasn't hasn't hurt yc 1) named Bridgewater that from her chair W Not in and her eyes w a y i et He picked You asked me, you know ' huckling, he 1 s ton the and sauntered oul to t ank and Aunt Julie seated t becau xt der her breath, Her hand shook as By Maurice Ketten (The New York brening Wee’ BUILDING CONSTRUCTION FIRM THEN CANE THE LAW To StoP Buiedinca BUSINESS Ta SELL SA SOUNE ON SUNDAYS HEN THEY WADE SUNDAY GAS-LESS ! WENT 7a WORK IN AN AMMUNITION FACTORY. THEN THE ARM/STICE WAS SIGNED Boozé Factory PRow B/ ie Kiddie KI] | pans The La An English ’ LONELY hfe for the dark and A silent mole! Wherefore is she a dark, sad exile from the Dlewed light of day? Here, in our bleak old Cornwall, the first mole was once a lady of the lend Sho was the daughter of a lordly race, renowned for the glory of her large blue eyes, They were like the summer waters whan the sea ie soft and Nght Men sought her far and near, but #he was to them all careless and cold. Her soul was set upon a Granville's love, fatr @ir Beville of Stowe—the flower of the | Cornish chivalry, He was her star Now there was signal made of | banquet tn the halls of Stowe, of waseail and dance. The messenger | had sped, and Atice of the Combe would be there. She stood before | the mirrored glass—her robe waa of woven velvet, jewels @hone like stars in the midnight of her raven hair and on her hand there gleamed afar off a bright and glorious ring! She stood and gazed upon her own fair and form, and wor countenan shipped! “May the Granville heart yiel Ay, thy victory shall by thy mother's prayer.” “Prayer! was the haughty anewer, “I lack no trusting prayer!” Ab! words of fatal sound—there was @ muiden shriek, a aob, a ory and where Alice of the Combe? Vanwhed! ne forever! Hor mother wept til she had not a toar left: none sought to comfort ber, for it was in vain. At lat the gardener saw among the roses @ small round hillock of earth, and upon it something which Cousin Eleanor’ NATURE'S GLORY. It wes a wonderful steht! 1 had been viekting some friends tn Maine. The very next day after I had arrived the first enew of the sea son fell. I arese and went to the window. What i saw filled me with detght. I stood there a few minutes dllow- ing my fmaginatton free rein. [will describe ae best [can this marvellous ecene. The enow had fatten during the night. Everything had a mantle of ermine, The many trees, bare with the exception of a few leaves admonished. throwing sticis for him yesterday it was too late to recall admission, and | could feel my- blushing, which and the tension made me bly IN at case, although I didn't Hilton.” in the least know why ‘Of course 1 have!” I exclaimed. Quite and Hilton have been path leading daddy's brokers for years in New galow. | had strolled n't know you knew them, tance from Julie. lized the direction and as he remarked with sudde: m nnconsctously ndden Spy Barford’s bur That was the se First that q the Tortoise member of the family, and now thi young man had ma ally made no dif to me which way » the same mi Soon T saw the chimneys rising among the paused suddenly, spiral of smoke was curling up from one of them but 1 thought be Then you knew that you laughed again. It would look I saw your yacht when there was no e in spite of your larg The hearty a dreadful thing n trrep please | shallow, a cheaply glazed imitation of] the men about town whom he had » mot, but 1 saw that in one thing at thoroughly master, His least, he 4; he card’ sense was mar watched the game with th a born gambler and ma: the dexterity of # train this, then, was his motte le of the enormous expense which Aunt Julie had confessed he had put upon her It wag still quite early when we finished the rubber, and L slipped out uuvred with Aone, So to the veranda for a breath of the weet, pungent air before | went to bed. 1 sank into a low chair, and jooked out over the silver-topped! trees to the softly gleaming sheen of the ea, upon which daddy would be stiling in two short days, Sailing without me, in spite of all we had pi ned, without even a farewell word to me!’ My eyes filled with tears again a T thought of it, It seemed a year since daddy's letter had come, and it was only that morning; would the interminable days ever pass? CHAPTER VII. WAS tate to breakfast the fol- lowing morning and the others had almost finished when I burried into the dintng room. Maric drank bie coffee and ree just as 1 entered About Lime for us to be off, imn't Raoul?’ he asked, “We don't want » keep Hilton waiting around in that one-horse villa 1 his train 1s due quarters of an hour, We'll © take the launch, of course; 1 n't believe he'd trust himself in or breakfast was over we went on the veranda, The sun was g, but through a murky, yel- ow and nota lea red in 1 The whole atmosphere eomed heavily surcharged and even he birds twit and chirped in a subdued f We wa the departing launch it became 4 mere dot on the unnaturally smooth expanse water, and then Aunt Julie an » a chair and took up her long-suffering embrottery, n # 1 I'm all 4 morning. This visit o fr, Hilton’s upsets me, [ never did have a head for business, and I hate being bothered with ity Sill T should think you would 1 are interested Mee » saying ust be ex c me if you do any r father's daughtert” x Aunt Julie, “If he doc Ww taking a flyer Know Bijou Wall § and th Hourse and the London Exchange ¢ A f page . (To Be Continued.) The Evening World’s WAR nnn ee avidity of I felt that id understand some of the items ub Korner _ Conducted by Eleanor Schorer Hlaht, 1019, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York bivening Worl ) dy Mole Fairy Tale |shone, It was her ring! It wae | the very fewel she had worn the day she vanished. On the border was @ tracery in the ancient Cornish tongue which said: a “The earth must hide Both eyes and pride!” Now as he uttered these words by the mound, on a sudden there was among te grass a iow, faint ery. ‘They beheld a small dark creature, clothed in a soft velvet skin in tex- ture and in hue like the Lady ANce's robe, and they saw, as it groped into the earth, that it moved atong without eyes, In everlasting négtyt! Then the ancient man wept, for go cafied to mind many things and saw what they meant; ahd he @#howed them how that this was the maiden who had been visited with a doom for her pride! Therefore her rich array had been changed inte the skin of a creeping thing, and ter | large, proud eyes were sealed up, end she herself had become— THE FIRST MOLP OF THR HIL- LOCKS OF CORNWALL, Ah, that a damsel so stately and abr should become, for a judgment, the dark mother of the moles! Now take ye good heed, Cornish maidens, how ‘ye put om vain apparel to win love! And cast Gown your eyes, and look meekly on the ground! Be ever good and gentle, tender and true. When ye see your own image in the flags and ye begin to be lifted up with tho loveliness of that shadowy thing, call to mind this maiden, her vesture of price and the glittering ripg!—From the English Fairy Book —Publisher, Stok s Klub Kolumn | stood as sentinels about the farm- house. In the background was a border of evergreens, showing ont beautifully against the white pearly snow. The snow was about three or four fest deep. Later on, when’ [ ventured to go outside for some fresh air, I saw that the farmhouse was almost covered with snow. The bafn in back of the house couki hardly be seen. If one went close enough they would hear the neighing of the | Roress and the mooing of the cows. While I was at the window, Farmer Brown and some of bis worthy neigh- bors came out of their houses | make @ path; for that day was @un- day and they didn't want to mies church. Christmas services were to jbe held that day. Every man was | armed with a shovel and Farmer | Brown was leading a team of oxen. The men were dreeved very warmly. | They were jovial, happy country men, That gene was one of nature's wonders and a treat to such a city |girl as I \ ? Ry MLORBNCE CHODROW, Aged oleven years, Brooklyn, N. Y, “THE WISHING RING.” Dear Kiddie Kiub Cousins, I de envy « you, The girls in the play, I mean. For those who can sing, will dance and redite, I know that for them it wil be very nice. Then I think of the girls that will go to see The Kiddie Kiub show called “The Wishing Ring.” And I know that in the evening they'll say The Kiddte Kiub's show's been tha best thing to-day, When they see it | know They't feet proud of their Klub, While I stay home and try to think Of the wonderful play called "The Wishing Ring.” By LOLO H. MAY, aged ten years, New York THE SEASONS. First of all the seasons Comes the dear, sunny spring, When we walk about on the fresh green krass We hear the birties sing. The second one is summer, When the flowers nod once more And the sun nes high above All is happy before. Then after this the third one is The season called the fal! When the birds make them ready To fly south, one and all! Hurrah! At last comes winter When snow covers all ground, And whan we look up into the trees. There 13 not a bird around. So here you have the seasons, Four, that make up our year Spring, summer and autumn ba | passed And w 6 bh WARSHAW, aged | Kill, N.Y | Oe © HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND OBTAIN YOUR PIN. Bewnning with any naw ber, cul out six of the ai | By JULIE eleven years, pecans Liem wil a wver gray i! rertutionte couron No. 4]