The evening world. Newspaper, May 10, 1920, Page 19

MONDAY, Miss Hubby Copyright, 1920, HAT are the advantages, what Or isn't it? friends, = And Her Answer Is: “I'm Sorry, A few silly persons may be shocked by such an arrangement, but the . hatural reaction for those of us who dave been taking marriage in the con- ventional table d’hote fashion—fzom pup to coffee—will be a wistful won- Set as to wheth we might fare more happily in marriage a la carte, marriage ordered according \o our moods. There are—oh, there are—undoubt: ed, unmistakable advantages to J’eri ve odie Marr Week-End Hus- aed ban Fer nee, would he have to look upon his wife when she was wearing cold cream on her nose (perhaps that’s what * Miss Hurst meant when she said the dew was on — the rose—that the cold cream was NOT on the nose when her husband Sat- urday-to-Mondayed at her apart- . ment). Never would the wife of a Week- atch him in the act romantic amt .dis- spectacia as an an- He merely would nave nointed nos¢ to Visit the barber the last” thing be- fore and the first thing after his visit home. Neither husband por wife would have to make any dictetic sacrifices for each other. ‘There is a world of a apple tapioca y dinner table, tis as wood sis a problem play in 's unrequited passion for which his wife puts in ory with deadly nightshade and corrosive sublimate The enforced joint hospitality the continuously married is anothe -sirain which the partners to Periodic Marriage escape. John need not be on the job when Mary is ent ing Aunt Sallie, who tells eve about the exact condition of her in- fides. Mary need not play hostess to John’s Souther cousin, w ho. is wound up on the subject of the Civil War. Consider, unwritten tragedy to the cate however, a few of the Copyright, 1920, by ‘The Press A Lashed to the mast H's clothes come out of Bond Street, thirty years ago, his He is the darling of women— Roddy never presumes— Roddy’s approved method «rm, patting her shoulder, is that he says, “dear lady!” Designs fancy-dress costumes for his side of the Mississtppi, With red-brown hair, eyes to match, And her, All one winter he taught her What plays to attend, what music to what clothes to wear. lady in pants! as being THD Lady's MAN. The dear felew! ’ MAY 10, 1920 HOSE PERIODIC MARRIAGES DISADVANTAGES— Expense of Two Apartments \ Supplying Two Cellarettes l Explaining Sudden Calls ADVANTAGES— ; Miss Wife in Curlpapers be YOU TAK! EAKRAST i v me TOMORROW? — Jrubles for Th BY Dianucrite MOORS MIGrSEK Publishing Co. S a dapper, polished spatted, golden-mustached Boudoir Pet, Roderick has the trick poets, the matinee idols, Henry VIII, Louis the Sun-King and every other ladies’ man ving comes out of an few York gociety—ninety-nine and 45-100 per Cent Shaving Absent When Aunt Jane Calls by ‘The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) the disadvantages, of the Week-End Husband? Given marriage, legal, moral, perfectly reepectable mar- riage—is the new, periodic, two-br to the old, continuous, three-hundred-and-sixty-five-days-a-year variety’? fasts-a-week sort preferable Ever so many wives, ever so many about-to-be spring brides, must be asking themselves these questions, since Fannie Hurst's disclosure of the wonditions of her five years’ marriage to Jacques S. Danielson, conditions which include separate establishments, an average of two breakfasts a week together, the wife's retention of her profession and of her maiden name, a platform of personal liberty for her and for the man she married. particular case there also was comptete secrecy union, with the exception of Miss Hurst's parents and half-a-dozen close In this as regards the conjugal but | Feel a Plot Coming On!” disadvantages. .'Two households are all very well for a writer of popular short stories and a musician with a studio, but how many of the rest of us could afford it? As one: editorial commenter on Miss Uurst'g experi- ment feelingly’ remarked: “It is hard enough te find one «partment in New York, let alone pay for two.” f's also hard enough to find a servant for one apartment, let alone, pay for two; {t's hard enough to keep one cellaret stocked against the ravages of faithful friends, let alone acquire private stock for two. Maybe a few of our plutocratic plumbers, carpenters and window- cleaners—-especially if they happen to marriéd to ladies-who-go-qut-by- tha-day—could afford to run matri- mony on the two-ring cireus plan, but such an arrangement would put most of us in Ludlow Street Jail. Then, assuming that your Week End Husband is a secret between you, him and a Jersey Justice of the Peace, tow can you always explain him? He has, let us say, made an appointment for Saturday, May 8. And on the morning of that day you gram from your dear old in Bingham- she will be night get a tel Sunday School teacher ton, N. Y., saying th: with you for Saturday Sunday—she ia om her wa and What GAN you do in that? Call off your hus ur teacher to the J ington, or develop a case of the mumps and declare a quarantine? New York is a fairly casual, mind- its-own-business sort of town— still, there are other complications to the Periodic Marriage which must suggest thems optimistic defenders. So I really doubht if for some little time the ee) fnd Husband Will assume ep demic fort ven the woman who grows w. of Continuous Con Jugality bly will decide to bear the ills she has, rather than flee to others that she knows not of. Mean- while, and of aourse, salute to Fannie Hurst for originality, courage and candor! I. Whos @ (Me New York Evening World.) out of Rockland, Me., some rt editorship on a magazine. HE can Without ever espiring to be its dictator, Although Mrs, Millions sobbingly confides to him that, since Prohibition, her hasband is drinking himself into a dipsomaniac’s home; And Miss Millions psycho-analyves her dreams for him In @ conversation that is NOT deleted by the censor, Of treating the confidences of any feminine thing over thirty is to murmur “my dearest child!"—and to Daw— He is the sort of man who loves playing with « lady's hand, squeezing her When she is under thirty the enly change in bis technique ‘Roddy shows the rest of New York “what the man shout weer.” {s invaluable in directing and press-agenting all the French charities women friends, Gives just the loveliest teas in his studio apartment— It is estimated that he has invented sixty-two new sandwiches— Serves as guide, philosopher and friend to half a dozen pretty actresseo— Really takes the best of care of them; (One, who wrote a book of deep pink poems, told me with tears in her eyes, How Roddy had read them all through and then said, “Mary, if I were you, I wouldn't publish these until I was married!") Yet once Life took hold of even Roddy with her strong, warm hand. Life, pro tem, was a crude young stenographer from the other, and wrong a wild and woolly Western roll to her “r’s.” Not one of his smart friends was able to tmagine “what he could SEE in, But as for Roddy—he could see NOTHING else! hear, what art gulleries to visit, even ‘Then he, the A. B, the Bachelor by Avocation, PROPOSED to her! She refused him, and when he pressed for a reason, She forgot all his lessons in Culture and blurted out ‘That she always had looked forward to marrying a MAN and not a perfect ‘Thus Roddy learned that being a ladies’ man te not quite the same thing But he was fifty and too old to change, So he's still confessor to the debbies and errand-boy for their mammas— _The Day of Rest! Copyright, 1920, by ‘The Press Iiiblishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) THIS IS NO PLACE To MAKE A VEGETABLE GARDEN MR JOHN. See You CAN'T HAIKE VEGETABLES GRow IN THE SHADE WHY Not 2 ITSA NICE SHADY SPoT To WORK 1 HAVE TO LOOK AFTER pieBeae DOES TRIAGE WHERE HE Purs HIS GARDEN D The dare Teall ee HY, Dinkston! Where home famous “In statu quo, I am sorry to say,” replied the poet and peasant, ‘I would rather it had been Cuba ov Bermuda or ast of Suez, where Kipling says, a man raise a thirst and, I hope, the means to gratify it, I have been to Washing- ton, may add, seeking a position as an investigator of Highteenth Amend ment violations—a position collo- quially known as a cellar sniffer.” “Were you appointed?” Mr. Jarr inquired. “I hope to be,” replied Mr. Dink- ston. “Meanwhile I shall take course of training, as an amateur.’ As Mr. Dinkston had not been a guest at his domicile for a very long while, Mr. Jarr surmised his welcome might be worn on again with Mrs. NOVEL HAT MADE FROM A HOUSEHOLD UTENSIL by Tho Presa Publishing Co. (Tho New York Evening World.) Jarr, so he invited him in to dinner. Mr. Dinkston had intended coming, anyway Invitations were mere formalities with him. “You remember Mr. Dinkston, my dear?” remarked Mr. Jarre as he ad- mitted Mr. Dinkston with him, and by mistake Mrs, Jarr had almost kissed the guest, who always put his best foot foremost when coming to dinner. "Very well, indeed!" said Mrs, Jarr For she also remembered she al chops dor dinner, and they a pound, She regarded Mr. Dinkston as a prodigal, but she had no desire to pay such prices for por- tions of fatted calves for him, “You were going to say, Dink?” re- marked Mr, Jarr, turning to the more or less unwelcome guest, who had seated himself and had muttered a few incoherent words. “When the parade pass ships come to anchor! Mr. Dinskton, who evidently was see- ing things in Mrs. Jarr’s front room. “Don't you think You should bid him good night?” asked Mrs, Jarr sweetly of her husband, “your friend seems fatigued.” “My heart 18 dead, and oh, my poor feet!” murmured Mr, Dinkston. “Maybe you will feel better after you hive had a little supper,” ven- tured Mr, Jarr, hospitably, ignoring his good lady's’ hints to speed t guest who gave no sign of departing I haven't tasted anything in day t h tonic, lemon extract and such in substitutes,” muttered Mr. Dink n Didn't he say his heart was dead?” asked Mrs. Jarr, now feeling her sym- aroused. “The old flag goes by! Hats off!" eried Mr, Dinkston suddenly arising and saluting the parlor mantel and the installment plan clock of imitation marble with sphynx heads on the sides and an imitation bronze lady reclin ing on it's top and toying with a lyre “Family portraits?” added Mr. Dink ston, now noticing the bronze lady and the lyre. “Yourself?” he pointed to the bronze lady, “and Mr. Jarr?” and he pointed to th “Is dinner re square meal,” gr the guest a balefu! man needs a Jarr, giving glance. “And who is ad that you are wearing craye for, Mi, Dinkston?" shy 1 wedom is dead, and Per Liberty, Madam,” replied the guest gravely. “I sometimes think Kos: dusko shrieked prematurely,” “But Kosciusko didn’t shriek, Free. dom shricked when Kosciusko fell, Mr. Jarr suggested But Mr. Dinkston said it was no VEGETABLES NEED SUN AR JOHN YouR HUSBAND Aust BE CRAZY TO MAKE A GARDEN By Maurice Ketten ! CAN T WORK (NA SUN SPoT_ 1AM SUSCEPTIBLE T SUN STROKE, ISN'T IT ‘biotic J WHERE THE SUN NEVER SHINES a Why SHoup 12 UN OR NO SUN NK VEGETABLES EVER Here’s New Kind of Crime Wasting Dandelions? Yep! Worse Than Profiteering H&E gentleman who called last night, as the shades of evening were descending upon the Bat tery and incandescents were popping in the windows of tall office butid- ings out the back window, appeared to be nursing a s He proved to be not at all secre- tive. He was fifty-five or and, although his clothing was neat, his shoes polished, ulate, his face smoothly shaven and his general "git up” O. K, there was something which said Anders ing on is the women,” “said three help out pe in left you." “No such luck,” dolefully. dandelions.” “Tl tell you bi been collecting out in the yer Bronx and in nearby Westchester, ting the little old two or five on the music box i “What J seen lately out in them places enough to break @ guy's heart “With everybody from Wilson to Hoov eaching ‘save, thrift, own-a home and the way the dames ous in them places la wasting piano ow, going from custom Tong et sorrow. his linen immac. William H not his favorite legis- he complai the new reporter, pl neils where they could relays, “your wife has sald the ex-tank, it's the women—and ow it is, old timer. 1 house iet Island, in a-month thereabouts, dandelion blossoms ts & crime. It's 1 thought The Evening ht do something about it “You don't get what I'm driviag at? Hey, where are you trom, anyhow? New Yorker, hey? Well, I'm telhng you that in digging up dandelion plants, for greens and such Itke, the women eight, ten, fifteen miles from this bullding are wasting thousands and thousands—ma of delion blossoms, 'T: hem ito the qitches. Leaving ‘em ta waste their kilowat hours on the dese didn't know blow: dandelion my Well, U0) tell you that there tin four quarts of dandelion tlowers, f $ of boi ing water, three pound jouf suger, inch ‘of whole a nin, lemon, one ounce of compressed y and the thinly pared rind of a orange, that will make @ rabbit tack « bull terrier and come back the next day and lick the tertler’s family “No, I'm not going to te!) you what Husband Shortage Abroad; © Urges Pastor Rev. Charles W. Savidge Advocates Importing Shiploads of Peasant Girls to Be Helpmates to American Farmers. By Marguerite Dean, Copyright, 000, by The Prem Publishing ““Combine, ’’ HURE is a bride short- age on the American farms! =‘Thore is @ ‘busband shortage in Burope! Then why not, put two and two together and make one in other words, why not bring the husbandless girls ‘rem Europe and marry them off to the wifeless men of the American rural communities? That Js the iunocent pro- posal of the “Marrying Par- #00 of the Middle West,” the Rev. Charles W. Savidee of Omaha, Neb. Dr. Sav- idge has started no less than 4,500 couples on their matrimonial journey, so he may be assumed to know something about marriage. And if his ideas do not meet with favor among the bach- elor girls of the East—well, how many of those more or less pampered young women would be willing to marry a hard-working farmer whe Delieves in saving every- thing except daylight? Personally, I don't ‘know any city girla who would wish to compete with the shiploads of Wuropean peas- ant brides Dr. Savidge would like to import for the ‘benefit of the blameless and wifeless young men of the rural districts, But I may be prejudiced! “Tem very muoh in earn- est about this matter of peasant women from Hurope as wives for American farm- ers,” Dr. Savidge declared. “Through- out the Middle West there are any number of likely young bachelors of considerable means who are only too ‘willing and ready to enter the state of matrimony. Most of them are farm- ere and, baving a considerable in- come, are anxious share their for- tunes and labors some capable woman. “Naturally they wish wives who will fit in with their mode of living. They want women who will help them in the running of their farms, girls who in addition fo tidying the house will be able to attend, through early training, to the other incidental duties attached to life on a farm. These women are not to be found in the cities of the East and there are not enough of them to meet the di mand in the Middle West. “The mode of living of the Ameri- ‘can women in the Eastern States is entirély different. Many of them no dowibt believe that they would become acclimated to Ife on a farm, but ‘would Jn my ‘opinion soon tire of it in most cases. So it seems to me there is only ope way of solving the problem and that is to bring ship- loads of peasant women, girls born and brought up on farms, from Bu- Dr, Sevidge said that many young farmers had confided to Irth their longings for matrimony and their in- ability to find the right sort of girl because of the shortage of eligibles. He recatied that when @ bride short- Bride Shortage on Farms, ' excellent wives for American farmers, aye om we , on mei Co, (The New York Mrening Warla.y cera err se? * 4 i) 4 E a a 4 4 y a age threatened our pioneer forefathers th imported wives from Boston to become lonely miners and ranchers ars f the boys who “Many of service on the other side,” he out, “married girls from the pO noma ‘coun - tries, They were not all or English, either. are even yet bringing back war brides from Germany, Poland, Ttaly, and even Russia. “With but few exceptions thease marriages have turned oat happily. winning our great, ig, soldier lads away from girls to whom they property Often the husband France pennil had to get out and hood. In almost bride has remained loyal, il j i z 2 & z sEPaER. il if ‘elped bread of the family. that. she has an American fo band and ds willing to ship for him, if need be.” It’s an idea, this of Dr, we'll say it is. Fut the w schedule of the bride ships and meanwhil New York girl really yearns to farmer's one and only wife, the gan for her would seem to be, West, young woman, go Wests’ in iF H E 3 ae The Murderer and His Mother By Sophie Irene Loeb. Copyright, 1990, by The Pree Publishing Oo, (The New York Brening Worle HE other day four men, within six hours of being executed in ‘the electric chair, were granted a respite, This was brought about through the efforts of a mother. One of the con- demned men made the following statement: “Fanny how the mothers stick to their kids. I guess we bring on the gray hairs more than we know and have a lot to do with making the wrinkles come into their faces and the laughs fade out of their eyeu.” Another of these men said: “1 guess my Uttle pal, my mother, turned the trick. You bet we're tappy. It is a big strain to think death is the stake and then have life handed back. The mother spite sald: “I never lost ho does, Mothers ¥ x ey feowia jaann ome who secured the re- A mother never led upon to bear the burdens of the world, We nover know when baby hands press our hearts where those baby hands may to do with the wo from here would be @ viola dients, or whe ewe umstead law-—but Crime is being done in all t Kirtsy of New York. Comp them women that is w oms in times meanest protiteer And, after sug, ihe “tp’ ought to be the gentleman dep Somebody may know with the “‘grediepts" that worth some- red st what to he men- lo tioned Any good? be raised or how im years te come they may be used. I cannot think my boy is bad, I have wo: too hard 4 brag him up to poy ‘to the o r.” And there you have the age-eld truth—the mother-lowe th: never dies. think of the heart-mobes and the miseries that children bring upon their parents thougghtlessly, ¢ wonder why through all something bas not sunk into tho buman make-up that would make children recognize and give more re- wpect to the greatest thing tm the world—mother-love, Tt is the love beyond understanding, never vindictive, always forgiving. Somehow when I read instances Like the above, I cannot help but think of the truth that since God could not be everywhere, He created mothers, We cannot think too much about In fact, such ptories as this may’ well enter into the make-up of every indi- vidual and make him realize the value ofa mother so thoroughly that he will act accordingly and make life easter for her whenever it's possible. Only a short time ago I talked with & woman who had just lost her mother. She was crying bitterly, Not so much from the death of the nother, who was very old, and be. cause her demise was inevitable, out because her conscience hurt her, She had neglected her mother and done go little for her while she that, now she had logt her, her agony emed more than she could bear, I happen to know how the mother felt about tt, As usual, #he forgay forgave and forgave, She was a ways excusing her daughter's neglec —always making allowances, mothers have done since the. world bewan, But [ knew instinetively looké of longing and fr meant one thing. She wanted Ber © ‘The bit of comradeship, the little ons, the signs without numbee that one can give to a mother in preciation—these are for what silently sighed. One only has one mother, i oe & % RR a! se ant, | a aenee cane ‘ : ‘ ‘ ' ‘ ' ‘ ‘ ’ ' . : | | | bvtiebewe me. ee a mre ene mn mm eee