The evening world. Newspaper, December 30, 1920, Page 19

DECEMBER 30, 1920 i Marries Will. Young William Leeds lf Be Given a Title When He Princess Olga? Or Will His Bride Be a Plain‘ Mrs.’? Grow Up a Regular By Marguerite Dean. Copsright by the Press Publishing Co. ew York Bvening World the very new international marriages— rich Am ican BOY, a @ording to ort, will marry a tith He is William Bateman Le son ot Princess formerly Mrs. Willidm . Leeds widow of the “Tin-Plate K and possessed’ of a fortune estimated at $30,000,000, of which her son is the hatural Neir. It is rumored @ circles in Athens that now twenty-one, may ful se z rat eldest and niece ng ¢ also is i , Princess 4 f husband, Prince Ch brother ‘of the Kir Yicholas. Princess Olga’s mother the Grand Duchess Helene, only daughter of the Grand Duke Viadi- mir of Russia, and called the most beautiful princ in “Europe at the time of her ma ighteen years ago. If this latest r teh comes ‘off America’s “Dollar Prin ess” will be linked even sable ch to the royal house ot G nd probably never will ful- once his m ers ambi- tion for him—that he grow up to be @ good American citizen. Also, will be not be the only American—outside of romatic fiction—to win the hand and heart of a daughter of royal Who says these are not democratic times There is little or no chance, of course, that William Leeds will s a throne, since King Con two perfectly healthy sons eral brothers in the direct line of gu cession. But the report of the pr alliance sugs! inter; ered aiance, my Olga will become plain Mrs. William B. Leedy if she marries the son of her American aunt or whether the bridegroom will become Prince Som pody-or-othe When @ rich Am fean girl marries a title she G e@ can have it engraved on fetiing. cards and | strawberry feaves or other symbol embroidered en her handkerchiefs, When a rich American boy marries a title—well, What is his status ‘We shall find out, pan possess our souls in patience till tters get a little further along. In @ny event, did Montclair Academy centre of aristocratic culture though it deems itself—suspect eight ye ago that it harbored a boy who m: be reported one day as yout marry a European Pri 1912 William Leeds e@chool, rooted for its baseball nine end carried bats for the st players. He was then living in solemn state with fifteen servants to attend him in the quarter-of-a-million+dollar Leeds home on South Montelair Av- enue, Montclair, Once the Montelair fire ‘department permitted brush fire which really was doing no he to burn unchecked because the little gon of millions, gleefully watching from a window, didn’t want it put out. In the preceding year, when Mrs. Leeds returned from Europe, she was gid to have turned her back on her “cial triumphs in London and on emee Murat, Lord Falconer and orner titled suitors, because she de- @ired to bring up her son as an Amer- Scan in America. A few months later ho sailed again for Europe. Before fhe left she gave a remarkable inter- , in which she announced as Nows her change of plans for Will- Yam's upbringing L. Levers! to bring up my boy fn Fingland because I want him to thing astasia of eece, doubtless, if we up clean, fresh and strong, 'I Bort think that wealthy American His Mother, the “Dollar Princess,” Wanted Him to American Boy, but Educated Him in England. Sonof American ‘‘Tin-Plate King” and Princess He May Marry. PRINSESS. credit to society. They t up in idleness and nat- ally their idleness makes them dis- sipated. Young English boys brought up differently. ‘They a lot sements al gentlemen d of presentable bounders unt my boy to be a good Amer; concluded the future “Dollar Princess," “but I believe if he at- tends school and grows up in Eng- land he will be a stronger and more self-reliant man than if he remains in this country. When he attains his majority I am sure he will re-- turn to America and make this coun- try his home.” It is said that the incident which convinced Mri eds that in the United States her son would be too much “the little millionaire” was his sending to a small girl of. his acquaint- anee a $50 bunch of American Beauty roses instead of the sort of boquet a youngster with a small spending allow- ance should buy, William remained ¢ clair home for seve lone in his Mont 1 months after his mother’s departure for the other side, but th daily cab! messagees s course in an English hool the next autumn. Later he went to Eton, and on his last recorded yisit to this countr he wore the school costume ried a cane Now hat fierce light which beats. upon a th about to in- clude him, as well as her, in the circle of its Ay doubt seriously, therefore, if, as his mother confidently proph sied, he will return to America and make this country his home. But now, of coursesshe has shown that she ‘her- self préfers a home in a palace, MAXIMS OF A MODERN MAID ARGUERITE MOOERS MARS/MLL Copyright, ‘ss Publishing Co. (Th pling World.) tatue of Liberty has just AG served as a matrimonial altar —and yet the invisible legend written above that altar read “Leave Iberty behind, all ye who en- ter here!” After Christmas the tags, cards r and tinsel go into the discard as quickly as does love's garnish of pretty compliments and pet names after marriage, A woman obtains crowning proof of her success at her job when she finds, after an attack of tempera- ment, that she is not fired “but pla- cated and flattered The unhappy wife or husband who condemns the institution of mar- riage probably argues from the premise, “If it be not fair to me, what care I how fair it be?” ‘Take care of your manners and your morals will take care of them- selves. To man's cold and tactless ques- tion, “Do you want me to say what I don’t feel?” every woman answers, “Yes—a million timés!” New Year's refolutions are like lovers’ promises—both sets of vows more honored in the breach than in the observance. Once in a while there fs some big reason for the unhappiness of a marriage, but usually there are a thousand sma!) reasons, The woman who loves a man can pardon him for growing old only when she needs forgiveness for the same offense, Can You Beat nt MOTHER EARTH, | AM VACATING 1920 na? us "MOTHER EARTH'S BOARDING HOUSE HEY 1920! Noval N | HOPE YouR SUCCESSOR WON'T MAKE ~— AS MUCH TROUBLE v AS YOU HAVE THROUGH WITH THEM LL LEAVE THEN wo, [92 Mie LUCILE. aT IE WAITRESS COURTSHIP ~» MARRIAGE boss give me ten dollars tr 6% Christmas,” aid Laucile, the Waitress, as the Friendly Patron wiped some soup from his jnto tear vest with a new Santa Claus hand- kerchiet, “That will buy to gl adden you Tt" uiready don “But, do’ you know, sometimes I sore at Christmas. ‘It brings so m heartaches. Lemme tell you wh happened Friday afternoon, I'm @o- ing home with joy in my soul and the ten in my kick when I glance up at a window in a cheap flat and see & boy looking out. He's erying and 1 get to wondering. As I go on alon his face ‘haunts me, and pretty soon 1 can’t stand it. So back I go a knock on the door of his flat kid opens the door and I step in ‘What's wrong” I ask te Mom says Fm a bad boy a can't have any Christmas presents, be tells me. “Right away Tm sore at mom, ‘Well, you ain't bad,’ I says, ‘no mat- ter what you done, must be a Where's she at?’ “He points to another room and I go in sore as a goat. 1 take one look and, gosh! It hits me a wallop right square in the heart “There on the bed is mom, 8: helpless. She motions me ““T heard what you said,’ she they wasn't fe, r, { turn them two I’ 1 myself ive them.” going home. Your mother op "5. I'm hard-hearted brute. °% * GOING DOWN! EAR FRIBNI Walk along the streets of any blg city, Watch the people. So many plodders who never seem to get ahead. why? Recause they have not quite filled the places where they are Businesy is just like school, You cannot get into until you learn your lessons in the seventh grade, You are, perhaps, a clerk in & store. You want to be superin tendent. You are doing drudgery and you don't itke it. Well, if you ‘become superintendent you must direct others who do the drudgery and you can do it much better if you have an understanding of and a sympathy with those who do the drudgery, Believe me, . Yours truly, ALFALFA SMITH. nd 1 want to tell him h wny bad—hut—but’. pentant about w ‘ou something nice her that 1 beg ure pretty quic Then I plant and beat it.” “You didn’t desert jendly Ps » you trying to insult me? finest C rm plate jug I did that jollar bill for what it did." ‘The boss appeared at that moment and began to put on his overcoat, first, “Golly!” said. Lucil Copyright, 1920, by the Press Publishing Co, (The Now York Evening World.) ‘And then she burst me on the , did you ron “If Ud ‘a’ deserted in and plug stmas the best wwo ler in New York could pent your ten, eh?" and I blessed that old the Troy ways best for the girl not to write who lite write to you, to do a good deal of running before “The ‘bossa is Excuse me a minute. I want to touch him for an advance flat broke.” Ree cine signing horse A she . I'm so ree Many very ten a series of questions which a girl has pondered over these —“Jyow things 80 I st in order a “1, A boy friend of mine has gone kid's eheek to college. If he cared at all for me, o» would he write?” Naturally when deen old friends Pied goodby with a hearty handshake and the head. They, had ® slight mist in the eye, expects him to write of chaps who do write cause she Jack or Bill h they bid one — No, second really are long, cheery letters and then there is chap who would rather walk to If he doesn’t take matters too serl- ously but remember he will be back pusinesas or at home, is not exactly for his holtday season! girls, VINCENT ° (The New York bvening World.) “2. | am a good home girl and do te known as a tough owder and ibiy hurt my has writ- not want to modern girl? | paint. (Could that. pe reputation? No doubt do you use it, Dorothy? If 1 answer them you plaster it on so that you lovk » questions appear like a clown, yes. If you use It ar- tistically—only slightly, no “3, 1 am, very much in love with my father’s cousin's son and am wondering if he is too closely: re. lated for me to go out with him?" really only ousins are distantly rela “the girl" “4. Is it proper for a girl to call There a fellow up on the phone just be- fe like talking to him?” It is not strictly conventional, but aside from that a girl is ve to da this, Né It is al- pon your als she captures a husband. And ing up a man, either at his place of the way to any man’s heart. Here’ 8a One-Man Railroad ! PRESIDENT, MANAGE TWO ENGINES, FORTY-ON some company that you take a news- ~ THURSDAY, DECEMBER 30, 1920 It’s Not Easy io Remain in the House Day After WAT 9 Te-HRISTM. i BY + SOPHIE IRE: Day, Year After Year, but Many Unfortunates Keep Smiling and Happy. iy, Copyright, 1920, by the Prem Publishing Co. (The New York Brening World.) URING thp holidays T received so many appeals from various sources for the sale’ of this, that and the other thing. One ‘of these appeals which made a deep impression was that of the people who have to stay indoors, Have you ever thought, gentle reader, what it would mean to re- main in the house day after day, week after week, year after year? Have you ever reflected on how it would feel to have to ait still or lie in bed most of the time? In a word, has it ever occurred to you what a Wbiow, what a tingedy would be yours if suddenly a calam- ity befell you and you had to be a led invalid or a shut-in? Of course you have not, Neither have the many men, women and children who to-day form the arrily of shut-ins, Many of them were strong and healthy as you are to- day and never dreamed of sadness or sorrow. Then something happened, @ dark moment arrived from which they never fully recovered. But the fine spirit of many of them has remained. ‘They have looked their calamity square in the face and would not be beaten. They have gone on, and even amid difficulties have done things in an effort to make thelr ving and to keep their self-respect, These people do not want charity but a chance, They want to make their own way in the world, even though they have to do it in a quiet way, an unheralded way, I remember how one of these shut- ins refused to be shut in, Copyright, 667THERE you go ‘again, with your old Bewspaper on the blind, and certainly it was aka indeed, but he went out into the eun- shine, - With the aid of a little bby at first, he leatned to make his own o way in the neighborhood in which MB lived, # He bought himself a bunch af broome and went about selling them Every day he could be heard calling, “Brooms! Brooms!" He carried ‘brooma in one arm and the cane which he found his path in the other, Often it happened some one offer him money without buying «7 broom. He always refuced. He waa. no beggar, He wanted no alms, Hex had brooms to sell. He wanted yous) to buy them. He was a éelf-reapect- - ing merchant. And so it i» with many shut-tna, ~ That is why the Shut-in Society hag, | asked me to tell you about the ks that the crippled and ene abled people are doing. Ait Sity Saket 0 See patronize them at the exchange, No 129 East 84th Street. r ‘They ask that the Christmas spirit)‘ ia which, after all, means the brother-/* ems hood of man, be carried through every >) y) day after Yuletide, because thea». people must live every day and not. on Chridtmas sales. ~ ‘They have at the exchange chil, dren’s clothes and ladies’ ‘They mah trays, embroideries, laces. They monograms, initials and all k! things. If you want anything done specially, it can be done. be What you and I should do afte?” Christmas is to remember these uns" fortunates and give them a part off) Hoe was our patronage. * reeatia* = Bs} 1 SOR CA as by Ue Press Publishing Co, (The New York Bening World.) : Ae paper to read, but really to go td" sleep, right after dinner!" oom “Gee! Don't you want a fellow acid Mra. Jarr. be comfortable in his own home 4 loung somewhat impatiently, “Much wood it does me the few minutes you stay home of an evening if I'm such tire- Our Modern Girls Prudish Compared With Ancient Belles By Roger Batchelder. Copyright, 1920, by the Prem Publishing (The New York Byening World.) OMEN painted six thousand years ago and penciled thetr eyebrows in very much the sume fashion as they do to-day. Or, if you are incredulous, history will tell you thet the tadies of the Renais- sance period applied cosmetics freely and lverally to their features. So says Frank Alvah Parsons, President of the New York School of Fine and Applied Art, in “The Psy- chology of Dress,” an elaborate and most interesting book from the presses of Doubleday, Page, which traces the fashions, customs and habits of the wentler sex from mediaeval times to the present. There is a good reason for eyery style of to-day, or, if not a good reason, an explainable reason. And in the course of his book Mr. Parsons blasts completely grandma's theories of the good old days. The Crwendolyn of to-day {8 a rank ama- teur at the art of makeup in compari- son to some of her ancestors. For instance, in Venice during an the Renaissance, ladies showed a dis- tinct aversion to using water, accord- ing to Mr, Parsons, Perhaps they saw so much of it about them that they grew tired of it. At any rate, they never washed their faces, but merely sponged them preparatory to covering them completely with rouge and paint, It is aaid “they soaked clothes, from thelr chemises to their gloves, in perfume that scented the alr threo miles off.” The perfumes were supposed to have medicinal qualities, Balsam and musk diluted in water were consid- ered an effective remedy for dropsy, and headache pills made of soap were regarded with high favor. Patches on the face were in unl- versal use; they were supposed, when placed in different positions, to pols for expressing ideas. wia Borgla often spent the entire day at her toilet, to make sure that she might outshine her competi- tors in the evening. One Caterina Slorza collected -five hundred beauty recipes, more than a third of which ‘magically charmed lotions" for complexion. Here is her prize wity recipe, and readers of The Evening World are welcome to the secret: Distill a whole dove with its feathers on, murmuring numerous in- cantationa, Ladies of Italy used ‘vine-water, bean-water, rosemary, verjuloe, ver- digris and ofl of tale on thelr tuces, They often applied a mec c2 raw veal to their cheeks at night, after it had b soaked in fresh milk for several hours, or sometimes In alum water, extract of peach stones, beans, lemon seeds, bread crumbs and vine- war, Many ladies became so worn out preparing for their soctal affairs that thoy had to stay at home and missed the parties. So cheer up, grandma, Gwendolyn might be a let worga, asked Mr, Jarr plathtively. (be “Being comfortable is one thing and/yi! being impolite is another,” said ae i" Jerr. “You might at Joust af sit up * talk with me. I’m alone all day and ¥ T'm alone all evening whether yoy afe >, in the house or not.” i “What'll I talk about,” asked My Jarr resignedly. “You used to have plent st about before we were be Mrs, Jarr. . ay “And you have plenty to talk aibout!/’ vt ever since!” snorted Mr, Jarr, (i te “IT should say I hadi" sald Mra, | Jerr. “The way ‘you act would give! ea ten people things to talk about!” ‘ om “Oh well,” gaid Mr. Jarr. Fl — talk as much as ten; however, eg on over on the sofa and let us discuss © “| matters like we used to before, wea, 17) were married.” ay “Don't be ailly!” said Mre, Jarfi*’ : “You sometimes used to sit on the sofa thove days, as cross as @ beer» q and Mell Mer Bib Nedbeg ls ka sometimes simply because you'd 7 me speaking to some one else.” — ony “I'm the soul of good nature ee ¥ and you never, never speak to hr we other man," replied Mr. Jart, with @*© grin. “All but me have the privilege... a of running.” pia “Yoy have the privilege, a ¢ Esl that 1a gil you care about!” sald Merde ay Jarr, “I ‘might have known y: didn't want to spend the arene a. mo As s00n as you have your you go out on some excuse = another te and I see no more of you. When,“ you do way at home it sj or i this—you t your supper and you take paper and lay on the eof) go to sleep!" m not going to sleep now,” east \ Hing 720 “Well I'd rather you would go sleep than to a s0 mad because spoke to you about it that pkg you doing ia to try to picks fuss With me! #0 can have an excuse to go i play pinochle with your friends: “t don’t want to go and play pin. '' ochle or anything else,” said Mr Jarr. “I'm here to ente’ you... What shall I do to please you “You might read to me. You used ! to ar) to ma" ald Mre. Jarr. “Wa, used to read tho poets together, don't you remember? aiy “To be sure I dot” said Mr, sartiay Hy “Shall we read poetry together, then’ 4 “Never mind the poets!” i | Mrs. Jarr I'm glad scans pean to know : | what's going on in the I never get a chance to look at ‘ae papers. Read the papers to Fend about the crime wave, and ¢nd/t hold-ups and murders. Why do New York’ papers say there is more crime, : in New York than in Chicago?” fd “It is a matter of local pride wil | all cities to have more ¢ in iu Philadelphia newspapers claim"— an “But all right; here goes!” And Mr! // Ay Jarr started in on the latest murdem ii, a and robber news. He was half through when « peculiar oeed from Mrs. Jarr caused him t “Here,” he said, The See going to, get you excited I!ke that”— Then he looked up. Dive Yeo, Mrs, Jarr had gone to eleept | There's nothing like exottement hans quiet tne nervous. etme NEW YORK NOTES. EW YORK'S first fire ehtef: N was Anthony Lamb, a math- ematical instrument maker, who recetved $60 a year for his services, Fire engines worked by hand came into use in 1731 and were kept in the City Hall. ‘The city appropriated for time