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¥ # Sse BEING This is the first of a series of articles in which Beatrice Barmby, an experienced business woman and writer, will discuss briefly the different jobs open toambitious young | @ women, and will sum up the case for each job in qualifi- cations and training required, averaging salary, adcan- tages and disadvantages and possibility of advancement. To Earn Her Living? A NURSE. By Beatrice Barmby. Coprright, 1919, by The Prose Publishing Co, (The New York Rrening World.) train?” I asked b which you would have to be over t “You would enter a hospital course—the first three months on HE ts the only kind of woman I could have around when 1 was sick without working up a mighty good hate— and her popularity as a nurse suggests that other people feel the same. She is plump, with merry eyes and a soft voice. And I can't imagine her ever fussing. “Supposing I decided to be a nurse how should I er. for a three years’ probation, after be accepted, or not! And you would wenty-one—and under thirty-five.” = “And I'd be, paid?” Eight to ten dollars @ month for the three years.” “Then I'd have to have some outside source of income?” “Oh, no. I know girls who mani usiforms—two, with half a dozen apro: “Bome lesson in econdmy! after three years?” “You should graduate from the hos- pital and in addition take the State examination, after which you would de an R. N-—togistered nurse. The latter examination was instituted to give a standard, because of tho many Practical nurses who wore the trained nurses’ uniform. You would then reg- ister at the district registration pf- flee for purses, to which the local doctors would apply in case of need— and be ready for private nursing.” “What would the salary be?” “From $85 to $40 a woek—or you might go back into a hospital as a sraduate nurse at $50 a month.” “And ta the future?” ou would still be getting $35 to 46 @ private nurse, unless some patient wanted to pay you more, or unless prices had soared still further. Or you might become superintendent of a hospital for which you would . Probably get about $125 a month.” **It doesn’t sound luxurious.” “It isn’t, though of course you mustn't forget that wherover you are nursing you have nothing to pay for rent or food.” “And what are the hours?” “The hours in the hospital are Jong, from seven to seven, with time off for meals and posatble concessions for church, &c. Further the work is very hard, so much #0 that many who And age on it, buying their text books and off quota.” in training {s growing lees, After graduation the hours deppnd on the caso—if it Is severe and there is @ night nurse, too, the hours are from seven to seven; otherwise if there is one nurse the hours are apt to be twenty-four n day—that is as far as responsibility goes, though of course you won't be busy all the time.” “It sounds like a whole lot of dis- edvantages—nny privileges’ Her eyes twinkled—"That of wear- ing a uniform!” And then her face Lt to a vivid eagerness—“The work is tremendously interesting—for in- stance to me there's nothing #0 excit- ing and dramatic as helping to bring & new life into the world; in spite of dozens, of cases I still feel the same thrill, And there's always something to learn—the analysis of serums, the giving of anesthetics, I studied every- thing new to me, always finding |n- forest.” being the ui who should go in for nursing,” I sald, iling, “I see her before me," he must be strong and healthy, not Afraid of hard work, Further, 1; think @ nurse is born, not made—if a girl hasn't a feelinig for the work, she won't be a success, and by this I don’t mean from the monetary point of view alone, Lf she's a born nurse, | ‘hat end of It will come second to the! immense interost of healing, and of go in quit, and the supply of nurses they never-ending surprixes which ioay be found in the human body," Ignorant Essays By-J. P. McEvoy. Coprright, 1919, by The Pres Publishing Co. (The Now York Breains Wortd.) DEAD LANGUAGES @ “1 don't need to ask the type of girl The Cure’ Will Follow : | ! | | } | By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Covpright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Go. (The New York Bventaig World), Ts is the story of an airplane romance. The love-god is l- ways drawn with wings, but only a few lovers have them, and, of the few, only o has tade the first | champion no-stop | flight between America and Eng- land, He is Capt. Sir Arthur Whit» ten Brown, who with Alcock in a! Vic kera-Vimy plane ran the first! + . . hw nir-line, no- stop HE depd languages are wo.called jfeller for one. It means “one out of! special between St. John's, N. F., and becuse they *wefe talked to|many”—-that you see onewt thun out, Cliflen on the Irish Soast no longer death. They include Greek,|of many, in other words, | ago than the middle of last June. | Arabico, Gum Arabic, Swoosh,| Halx | With his lourets are mixed the roses Phoenician, Latin and Dog Latin, One of the most popular of the dead languages is Greek and the most pop- lar quotation is the chorus of Frong Pond Blues written by Aristophanes, the Irving Berlin of his time. It runs: | Brek-ek-ek-ek-ek Coax-coax. (Ac- knowledgments to Prof. J. V. A. (bet- | ter known as Alphabetical) Weaver. OF all the dead languaces, however, | Latin is the one that most often shim- | mies out of ite dread cerements and performs for the multitude, Take! E Pluribus Unum, for instance. It is ymored that this phrase appears on ol coins. Some favored individuals heave actually seen it, John D, Rocko- GOING DOWN! FAR EVERYBODY: Why is most Inelegant lan- 1s the most oxpres- ‘Mind your own business” is a phice which has q rasp to it that cuts, and yet it is exactly what vshould be sald to at least fifty milion people in the United States to-day. He indeed rescues one sinner from dishonesty and pelf who will let alone his neighbor and prac- tice on hi: -elf. « This is truth and not poetry. Let servants alone. Let’ children alone. Let employers alone. Let workingmen alone Tat rl, 1 a. It people alone. ¥, siv All the noise, confusion, unrest, | tries. Corpus is another choice bit of Latin in common use, papecially among those who as guests of the 's also the wistful phrase Soc et) Tuum, first declaimeg by Scipio as he} clouded up and rafned down all over Hannibal, and later adopted by the tradesmen of thin and other coun- Another branch of tradesmen, | the fish dealers, bave adopted the, Laua ph ‘Carpe Diem," trans} lated: arp” & carp or fish and Diem" per day, that is “A Carp Per bi Not a bad motto, at all. Anno Domini, the year of Our Lord, is better known in its abbre-; viated form A. D., which also stands for these dessicated days for “After the Drought.” Q, E. D, is the Latig for @ phraso which translated to-day means “Queer Eggs Delivered,” And fo it goes. Sometimes even more so. It is in colleges, the modern knowl- edge Mctories, for the raw raw youth that the dead languages flourish, It is here that the young hopeful may be heard to hic hace. hoe through the long ‘gray mornings and the drowsy afternoons, It is here that he learns all about Q. FE. D,'s but divil a bit about C, O. D,'s or the infinitely, more, important P, D, Q's, It's a hard life, hence the word curriculum, from the Latin “cur @ dog and “riculum" existence—-A dog's in other words! U ——- IN SELF-DEFENSE. N a crowded omnibus a stout ] woman vainly endeavored to get her fars out of the Pocket of her cloak, which was tightly buttoned @ precaution against pickpockets, After she had been working in vain for some minutes, a gsentioman seated on her right ald: “Please allow me to pay your fare.” The lady declined with some Acerbity, and recommenced her at- unbappiness, *, strife, anx- jety—all—all I say are about YOU. Be still! Mind YOUR OWN tacks on th» pocket, After these had gontinued for some little time her fellow passenger said: really must let me pay your You bave already undone my three times, “at- any longer.” Oe of romance. The world didn’t know it then, but | GovernmeMt reside in our Jails, There! sir Arthur had for the goal’ of his |of 1917, when I was doing secr»tarial splendid adventure as brave and beautiful a young woman as ever gavo her love-token to her knight or rewarded hia exploits wfth the gift of hersclf, It's not the fashion, now- aMays, for a knight and lover to wear his heart on his sleeve or his lady's glove at his saddle-bow. In- stead, #ir Arthur fastened to @ strut of the plane he navigated @ fuzzy, saucy, three-inch-long black cat, named “Twinkle-Toes.” Only after the successful conclusion of fis has- ardous exploit did it become known }, that the little plaything was a token of love ‘and luck presented to bim by his charming flancee, Miss Marguer- ite Kathleen Kennedy, who “sent him away with a smile” waited courageously through the anxious days and weeks of his absence, watched with feverish avxiety through the long nigbt of, his dan- gerous flight and kept her promise tv become his wife at the e | of It, Sir Arthur has just brought his pretty wife to this country, where he plans to repatriate ‘gimself after an extended lecture tour, He was born of American parents, and ¢laimed American citizenship When he became of age, but was compelled teclinica'ly to relinquish it when he jofed the British air forces. As a child he lived in Brooklyn. Lady Brown Is a lovely young woman, tall and slender, with long blue-grey eyes, curly dark hair, pink cheeks and a most engaging smile. When I met her and her square-chinned, qviet- voiced aviator husband at the Hotel Vanderbilt yesterday, I heard a story to thrill every girl who wonders what ly feels like to be engaged to a man who has fought danger and won fame, ‘The aeroplane romance bbgan as a war remance. “He was doing war work ond so was 1 when we mel,” explained Lady How Sir Arthur Whitten Brown’s Flight Across Atlantic Won for Him a Bride _ AA AAPA PPP APPL LLL APLAR LLL | Sweetheart, Marguerite Kathleen Kennedy, Promised Her Hand When He Returned; With Mascot She Gave Him Tied to His Plane He ‘‘Made Good.’’ = LADY BROWN= WIFE OF | SIR ARTHUR WHITTEN BROWN T CARRIED BY SIR ARTHUR ; oa WIS TRANSATLANTIC FLIGHT ~ & PRESENT: FROM HIS WIFE *| ropatriated, and then he was attached | to the Aircraft Production Department of the Ministry of Munitions, “My father, Major D. H. Kennedy, was one of the chivfs of the Depart- ment, although not in the same divi- sion with my husband. But he met me in the department in the autumn work, That's how our acquaintance began, and it continued alt Cesooehy the war, as Capt. Brown worked fo the department and as a teacher of ying. “I was always tremendoutly Inter | ested in his work, and when he told me he was going to Newfoundland to make an attempt to win the Daily Mail's prize for, the non-stop record flight I never thought of trying to dissuade him. “In tact, the strongest desire I had was to go with him and make that record flight myself! 1 was tremen- dously keen about it and urged him to take me. It never occurred to me to be afraid. Finally, however, he con- vinced me it was not possible for mc him, a# soon as he returned to Eng- land.” Lady Brown's gray eyes met mine in a steady, thoughtful glance. “The war," she observed quietly, after a differently about the men they love. man for whom one cared, was a hero —if he had not been, one wouldn't have cared for him... One had to get useg to living with the idea that he might meet death at any time, but that the really important thing was his fearlessness and the pride one took in it “Romance, higher plane. sonfehow, One went on @ had hours of dominated one's fears. I women recaptured something of the} “He joined the British Air as an observer, and ‘that same year was wounded and] the loneliness, the worry, the made & prisoner, Only in 1917 was he gow and then, but there wag feeling the great ladies of the Middie} Ages used to have when thelr men went away on crusades, ~ right, that nothing had happened to him be- cause I felt little pause, “has mifde women feel |chically, if he were dead. At break~ fast I said | was going down to the Tn the war one had to know that the landing fleld to meet him, but father heuse, SIR ARTHUR WHITTEN BROWN t e @woersond 1 Ing of exaltation in being beloved bY & person’ who could do such great deeds, there was a thrill the woman never has whose man is always safe, “I didn't really begin to worry,” she responded to my question, ‘tll Hawker was lost for so long. ‘Then 1 couldn't help thinking how I shuld have felt if it had been Capt. Brown. to go. Bo 1 had to content myself’ sy then, one night at six o'clock, I with my firm conviction, that he got the flash that he was off. would be the one to win the contest. I gave him the little fuzay black cat] “I cried for the first time—all the for luck, and he also had with him |@@Agerous possibilities seemed to an American flag 1 bad given him!Come over me in a great wave. I Pee ee hates hardly slept all night—4t seemed like “And—yes—l promised to inarry|three nights to me, My father and mother and sister were encouraging me and telling me he would be all By morning I had a conviction I should know it, psy- urged me to wait for a message which mighp miss me if I left the At eleven o'clock they tele phoned that he bad made tho flight and was safe. “I never had euch a@ thrill in my life!” admitted little Lady Brown, a quick breath for the first time dis- turbing her pleasant English calm, Then his message that he had won frightful anxiety, of course, and yet!came to me, and after that, curiously one's pride in the flapce or husband’ enough, a message he had sent .rom suppose |the other side saying he had started. “I went down to meet hint and we were married shortly afterward in the Savoy Chapel. Since then we There were have been having a real hpneymoon. But I w; bave dono that yet. And J want an tea Browa. it to fy with him—I never ht ape the stomach's filled the/is material, but the power which acts You'll Keep Good Health” NEW THEORY MR. AND MRS. KIMURA, JAPA- NESE PRACTITIONERS, NOW PLAN TO PROVE HERE IN NEW YORK, By Fay Stevenson. Copyright, 1919, by The Prese Publishing Oe, (The Now York Brentng Worlds RE you tired of big black bottles of bitter medicine? Well, tf you are, here is another cure for you—a brand new ona, They call it Kan-Ji-Zai-Sho. Yes, they call it Kan-Ji-Zal-Shu and the reason I say, “they” is because there are two founders of this new cure, Mr. Hideo Kimura and his charming little wife Komako Kimura, Need I add they are Japanese? 1 was ushered into their apartment at No, 310 West 97th Street by a tiny Japanese servant, and as she led me down a dark hall I was prepared to enter amidst Satsuma vases and Tokio tapestries only to find a very American setting as far as furniture was concerned with nothing but a Japanese fan upon the wall to suggest the Orient. And then the founders of the new cure ex tered, each in a loose, flowing kimono and despite the lack of Japanese home setting I felt the spirit of the Orient, that deep Philosophy, that mystic, @oul-search- ‘ ‘ing seriousness of life. “Kan-Ji-Zal-Shu is founded upon the newest science, yet includes all {Past philosphy, religion, psychology nd art,” said Mr, Kimura arrang- ing his kimono as gracofully as a woman, while Mme. Kimura seated herself beside me on a davenport. “We, my wife and I, have studied the Hindu, Grecian, Chinese philosophy and Christian Solence, but they have not satisfied us We have taken the best from j them, but still we felts that there Cad were many things | lacking arid so we < {have founded our Kan-J1-Zal-Shu which 1s not only a philosophy for the mind but the + body, “4 “And they are | both 80 closely } connected!” broke in Mme. Kimura.’ “Kan-Ji-Zai- master of apartment, “means concen- trated will power TWO MINUTES | | OF OPTIMISM The most im- q portant problem _ByHerman J. Stich __|}} tor ‘iman ‘in the Sea problen of man HIDEO SIMDRA Ad TAKE INVENTORY | 223 po man ree ; 1zes the power that isehind his own|than your own concentrated will Coprright, 1919, by The Pree Publishing Os | brain. Notice I say the power BE- | power over your patients?” I inter- (Too.New York Bventug World), HIND the brain, fer the brain Itself|rupted the Japanese philosopher for the first time. i! many methods!" was his brain's stilled. Contentment btehon the brain, the soul, is spiritual and has no limitations!” . | quick eply. “In fact I have a dif- mentee Sethe ney OP I De, Kimura eicodiun end pointed to | ferent method (tor every patient, dime observant eyes. | the electric fixtures in the center of] Scimetimes I rub them—but not likp Self-satistaction is a subtle poison: | tne room. “This will illustrate wha!| in osteopathist, nor do I massage It sleeps men stupid; it coats mind |] mean,” he said, running his taperins | hem, but rather rub the veins to and muscle with fat; it rots the gristle| fingers around the glass bulb thai] .ake the blood flow in the right ci ' . nt, “this corre-| rection to and from the brain, “5 ote ttort/ covers the electric lig las canamaseptia taeda sponds to the brain, it is weak, fragile | must have a clear brain in order to to perfect and advance man would! roterial, but the light-—that which| cure. And fu ore the bettef still be caveman. shines through it—oorresponds to the Resistance makes men, ‘Troubles| soul. It is the light wt lige iis yi n't: belbia fool or ina only hold the soul, | craz} person; 1 could do absolut and struggles bave been fertilizer of badeprl pic penahesoerid Filan (a; Lok Veonubh te ceult rd Brey “And ‘no one realizes what thgt/incapable of concentration.” ‘There are a great many men WhO86} 1104+ tat soul, that will power whi “gome patients have to come many outlooks are now threatening because} {, encased in the brain jgst as the| times,” confided Mme. Kimura, “some they preferred a third-rate certainty }alectric light 4s encased in that bulb only three times, It is all a matter a first-rate opportunity, gelf-| can do toward curing himself of all/of @ow much concentrated will pow- wetintaction and fear have eaaed once) disease! cried Mme. Kimara, likewise /er they have within themselves. or ‘tching mind and. nfuscie, montai| sumping to her feet and polnting to/a very nervous patient, an old lady eetniey has dulled their senses,| the fixture. whe Lay eae pineal oe busband uses talent slaves in mediocrity, ruts bury “Concentrated will power cah cure aA entire! Me ferent method than for a amences frequently robe| any disease from consumption to a| any one glse. He jumps up and down genius, & iy toothache,” continued the master of|and laughs and tells jokes, He tries ae ation aiwage wares pool the apartment, agafh arranging his| to put Cy) into her soul, And tentiality, Our greatest men were] Kimeno as he seated himself while his srecuehy a succeeding; he ig de- day men except that they] wife composed herself on the daven- | veloping a new line of thought in her bala ty pad “et well enough poang| port beside me again and drank in all|brain. Then for another patient who ‘They fought for favorable breaks,|%® 98! eae, POT Ue. MA Sa A CBee took @ chance and soon led the dance,| “Few people, reaie? Tra oswor bec |twedly Binuiee tonalite, ence atl A wed its centrated wi . HL io gy Hedeb high an LR AN a hind the brain, can do for them. If “As doer bell rang and the patient Ing discontent with bis confined| they di@ they would be well, mre at aang been mole ne sphere caused him to consume gal-|Self 1 the most important’ of Loa Papert tetanic Jions of oll as he pored over his books | problems. ‘Know Thyself!’ is the) 2) Uo y conte ith ne: henedl: Dus and problems till he became Pete command—from the Delphic Oracje to pont Miter tarps treatments he now. America’s leading mathematicians| Descartes. And no one can Lad | ive 8 Baw man, and navigators, himself without concentration. | ek Ser aid the Japanese phi- The Abyss of Failure is choked|must begin by & close examination Heads Paes, @ little chair just with the wrecked remains of gatis-| vf the inner ee oe ee Granane rig feted’ pa own. pane fs pi ne helpless conditio clous- hs q » “Shut inventory, who lacked the nerve to}of controlling consciousness, We . % rgd the index finger of hig capitalize their stock in trade, must acquire absolute concentration Haigh hand to bis brain, ‘There they ‘The oarsman who stops rowing and | of will power over our bodies, When ‘or twenty minutes. both thinking. he brain the sooner I can cure my patient, I couldn't help a fool or @ to then the philosopher a ; n u urose and laid ls content t6 drift never goty far] we can do this we will never be Sl tats ’hand on the man's heart egies “q detest medicine; it 1s poison,” |his back, and then held his hand for everal minutes tc these actions’ he and closed his eyes, [ left them stilj in me Mime. Kimura followe: 1 has been stated tha the flesh of her arm with a needie ho blood will flow, while she wamnd ho pain. I asked her about this ae t made my way down tho dark hall “Yes, it is true; the biood does flow and I feel nothing because overcome the material thro mind,” she sai@. “fn Ja Ee declared Mr. Kimura, “Man can not aviator’a license of my own,” Lady| make himself well by pouring bitter Brown added determinedly. “Won't| substances into his stomach. And in you teach me?" she asked, turning to| many cases there is nothing the mat- her quietly smiling husband, ter with that particular organ, Now Still quietly—and “negatively—ho | ine central life of every human being shook his head, ie the power of the vibrations created “Then I'll go to an aeroplane schoo) | py brain cells. The brain generates when we get back to London!" ¢he| consciousness. And the power of challenged. ‘I am tremendously keen! concentrated consciousness influences on it, And I shall never try to stop|the mind and all things material, I his head, ditation, while 4 me to the door, at one can pierce ot n male pan we have-~ him from flying, now we are married} ean induce harmony of body by the ured many dissasea that baffled Jap. -it wouldn't be fair.” power of super-will, Partial paraly-|f) aie people in Mae ew we are here to help people in New York w been given up ie reno pave by physicia as hope. Private patients, but We also hold two free clinica @ week, welcoming all who | willl { ‘ “But 40 you use no other methods witi power” “UO? 19 Sncentrared ( ai ” Personally, I doubt if any lady of|«is, stomach troubles, consumption, ‘the Age of Crusades was more of a|jysteria, rheumatism, neuralgia, in sport and less of a wet blanket tt/an| fact almost any disease, can be cured is the wife of Capt. Sir Arthwr Whit-| without medicine!” “Wish Yourself Well eskteruwree