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ported by a Capitalist be Copsrigut, 1021, by the Press F women—club women, their husbands over the pale his exceedingly nimble mind on @ week or so in New York and a cross-continental tour of nearly three months. For it seemed to me that my sex had been rather left out, in "G. K. C's" many amusing dissertations on Prohibition, Ireland, murder trials, the ignorance of the educated, and other subjects, “What do you really think of us?’ I asked thig eminent British author, when he was literally cornered on a soft green yelvet sofa in the hotel's long, corridor-like re- ception room. “{ must preface any remarks on the subject,” he sighed, “by remind- ing you that, if the very charming civilization of the Old South—with which I have a great deal of sym- pathy— still prevailed in America, I should render myself liable to be called out in as many duels as there are American men if I ventured to discuss the American woman in public.” “Maybe—but even then she would have been interested in knowing what impression she made on you,” I as- sured him. Then tt came out ton has discovered the American woman's club, and, fur from its be- ing a step in the direction of fre dom and independence, hi there is danger of its destroying the ~G, K. Chester- thinks individual spontaneity and freshness of the woman who used to clout her husband over the head “The home,” he pented, half playfully, half-seriously. “was once the one place in the world where in- dividuality could flourish, The tend- ency has always been to reduce men wo a pattern, a type, through their gregariousness, which expressed 1(- seif in tribal politics, in the regi- ment with its uniform, in the man’s club. But, so long a8 each Woman mained apart, the queen of her little domain, could ever be sure that she would no, clouy him over the no man head for going out on strike when the didn't approve, tor bringing home the wrong man to dinner Now the modern spirit of gre- gariousness among women is especi- ly emphasized in the woman's club as it has developed in America —quite « different thing, mind you, from the woman's club in London. That ‘is more or less built after the model of the man’s club—a great pity, by the way. The things men d6 a ten enough, without their being imitated ~ by women, Now the Englishman's club, though designed ostensibly to promote sociability, is really a pro- motor of unsociability; It 1s somewhat hike this long room in which we are, 4 place where cach man can sit by himself, smoking and engaging in that most fascinating of occupations— staring into vacani There's noth- ing I myself enjoy more. And while whe English woman in her club does not, perhaps, stare into vacancy with the same fervor, fixity and ferocity as the English man, stil! there is some- thing of the sort, you know. “Your women's clubs are quite a different meatier. It was some ry almost monastic—the way in which, m town after American town, my wife was whisked away from me to be entertained most churmingly and kindly by a club of women, while I was taker in quite a different direc- tion to be entertained kindly and courteously by men, The danger in s0 much clob life of this sort among women is that the individual will be merged more and more in some vague colectiveness, und that the opinions of 25 per cent. of the women will be taken to represent the other 75 per cent, “for instance, I heard a great deal im these clubs about what Woman— @poken of as if she wore a sort of marble statue on a monument—would do to stop wur. Now I myself have ltved through two wars, one of which I strongly disapproved and the other of which I vigorously supported, But in both cases all the women [ knew— well, they were far more bloodthirsty than the men," confessed G. K. C., with disarming candor and an apolo- getic smile “What I rather fear for the modern woman,” he continued, “is that phe will pick up all the outworn intel- Jectual trash of men, which has had no real validity since, let us say, the middle of the eighteenth century. We hear to-day, for example, a great deal about democracy. Now, as I remember it, the word ‘democracy’ q@ces not occur in your Declaration of Independence, yet that document contains one of its most splendid definitions, Thomas Jefferson hadn't the word, but he had the thing, the meaning of it, in his heart, We have the word—how much do we really have of the thing? I sometimes won- der if these clubwomen who use the word so fluently could greally got @long with # peasunt woman, or with é CHESTERTON SAYS: “EVERY HUSBAND IS UNDER WIFE’S THUMB; GHT TO BE THAT WAY.” He Also Declares: ‘‘Self-Supporting Woman Is Sup- Who Is Fond of Her.” “VERY, VERY MUCH.” By Marguerite Mooers Marshall. vtishing Co self-supporters, head, genial and whimsical G. K. Chesterton talked, when I fought to im- IT Instead of by the Man He Likes Us (The New York Evening World.) moderns, wives who clout charming American women—the the topic at the Hotel Chatham, after MOTHER’S HELPS. 10 prepare spinach for a child we strip out the ‘stem, cook the leaves thirty minutes, strain, run through the rice chopper and put into oven to bake until dry In order to lay the foundation for @ good digestion in later life it is essential that the food of a child under ten years should be restricted. There are, for in stance, certain meats to be avoided, These are ham, pork, sausage, kidney, liver, and salt and dried meats, In fish, hali- but, cod and mackerel should be forbidden. There are vegetables which should be withheld until a child is at least nine years old. These are cabbage, toma- toes, onions, cucumbers, corn, eggplant, old beets and radishes The child who is growing too fast is doing so at the expense of his or her energy. Such chil- dren should be restrained in their activities. They require more sleep than the normal ciid and they should spend as much time as possible out of doors in quiet play or rest Never hood. If tell you your child a fulse- answe question truthfully it is be cannot ler not to answer it at all, You must never allow your child to lose faith in Daddy or Mother. their servants, a feudal lady!" > you think that woman own as successfully the American club is injuring her domes- ticity?” [ asked. “American hus- bands, you know, are supposed to be her under their wives’ thumbs.” avery husband is under his wife's thumb," Mr. Chesterton allowed, cheerfully. “It ought to be that way. A husband is right about once in forty times think any right-thinking would be the first to admit. ows that, just as in rare in- 4 country has to go under although norma ad- the civil authorities, now stances military law ministered ‘by so there and then occasions when the husband should come out on top. No, I don't think women are neglecting their homes for their clubs; have such a rare power of combining many interests, and then I am sure’ that the American woman is too kindly, too charming, to feel any hostility toward men “1 believe you don't approve of the self-supporting woman,” I intimated since I know Mr. Chesterton's phil- osophy pretty well. “I do not,” he admitted. ‘The self- supporting woman i simply support - ed by a capitalist instead of by a man who is fond of her. Why should a woman get caught in the industrial machine, to add to the profits of a filthy profiteer? Don’t misunder- stand me; I do not blame the wamen who are forced to go into the factory and work—I can understand why it may be necessary for them to join the factory workers, just as some day it may be necessary for them to join Ube revolutionaries who wiil fight the factory And I think there is a splendid field for women doctors; in ct, 1 am not opposed to any pro- fessional] women. What I do blame is the acceptance of the idea that tt is NORMAL for a woman to go out of the home and work, just as it is normal for a man to go out of the home and work.” “Do you not tind American women more restless in marriage’ than are Wuropeans?” I asked. “According to the statistics one marriage in every ten in this country ends in divorce.” “And the more divorces, the greater they the increase in marital restlessness,” he answered. “But I have seen so many charming, happy homes here that I cannot help feeling the situa- tion is greatly exaggerated. I am re- minded of a man who entertained me at dinner in New York last week and who evidently labored under some apprehensions as to my im- pressions of American domestic life. “‘I assure you,’ he said, soberly, ‘that of all these men and women you will meet here to-night not one has been divorced, and indeed al! are liv- ing most happily with their respective husbands and wives.’ “Now, if that was a representative sathering—and T have no rei believe it was not—why the et on American divorce are pro lying, as statistics have Ned m tines before,” commented Mr terton, with a broad smile "On the whole, then—you like us?" 1 hazarded, “Very, very much—you all been so hospitable, so charmin, beamed. So T fancy it may not be “adieu,” but “au revonr,” when G. K. Chester- ton sails home next week, THE EVENING WORLD, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 6, 1921. Can You Beat It! — Copright. 1921, by The Trew Iiblishing Co. The Now Yark Bvening World.) \Wouer You as ae ‘OR! FoR Me 2 AREN'T 20U IOING TO STAY TARR FAMILY BY ROY L.MSCARDELL Conmmght, 1921, by te Pree Vublishing Co, (The New York Evemng Wortd,) 66 HERE'S my umbrella who loses my umbrellas?” growied Mr, Jarr, as he searched the usual places. Outside the morning was dark and gloomy with a heavy rain falling, and no Promise in the sky of its ceasing soon, “You lose all the umbrellas,” said Mrs, Jarr, “so please don't lose this I'll look cute carrying that thing, won't 1?” replied Mr. Jarr with a ge ture of refusal, as he looked scornfully at the object Mrs. Jarr proffered him ~—a lady’s halfportien umbrella with @ very thin handle that terminated at the end with a chicken's claw in si ver, and in the chicken’s claw was clutched a large blue glass egg. But suddenly Mrs. Jarr turoed pale and thrust the weird looking umbrei- la ‘behind the ball rack near which She stood “It's Gertrude's!” she whispered,” “and she just came in the hull from the kitchen to the dining room; she You needn't worry, she'll never catch me with it,” grumbled Mr. Jarr, “Me for the downpour of Jupiter Plu- vius without shelter of any sort rather than tote that awful object! But again 1 ask, where are al! the um orellas that I have bought? Where's that umbrella of Johnson's I brought from the office, and that one of Rangle's I recognized at the lodge and claimed?" “Everybody that y this house when it is raining gui rain takes my umbre whim- pered Mrs. Jarr, "Now the oth- or night Mrs, Hickett here and took away that nice big umbreila with the inlaid handle, [ couldn't re fuse her, it was just pouring.” “She had a nerve!’ snorted Mr, Jarr, “Taking an umbrella that didn't belong to her! Why, that was an umbrella I got down at the office, It belongs to Jenkins, the bookkeeper. He didn't know T had it and now I can't tell him, for of course that Hickett woman will never bring it back!" “Well, this § is!” sald Mrs. J u have my silk, pearl-handled umbrella, but I know you'd lose it and it doesn’t belong to me. I borrowed it from Clara Mudridge-Smith the night of her party, when it rained ®o, I think it'e an umbrella that belongs by rights to Mrs, Stryver, although I don't know who Mrs, Stryver got it from—let me see! I wonder jf it isn’t really my own umbrella. One that somebody gave me or I borrowed somewhere and then left at Mrs. ich deile wala, I, bs THAT WaS> Copyright, 1921, by the Press Publishing Co, (Tue New York Evening World HEY foundshim lying there. And the wound in his temple told the tale Of death that ended his despair. And his last written word left nothing more But to clese the case , Of him who had offered up the supreme sacrific To end tie struggle that seemed insurmountable, Sorrows that to his youthful vision Could n> longer be borne; And yet that life might have been spared, And tre soul of him saved Frem answering the crime ot self-destruction, The story is simple orn with terrors of possible shame, In disclosure of some deed of his, An act magnified in his own mind; it is said he sought one close to him—a parent, A dear one, who delayed the clasp of the sympathetic hand, The word that reassures, Who waved him aside, and put off listening Until it was too late. He was but a youth and needed only to see Through .he elder eyes of that dear one, That youthful rocks of disaster Are but stepping stones to suc To have heard the chime of cheer That hushes the dirge of distres Stryver’s a year ago? Well, it would be just like Clara Mudridge-Smith or * a al Mra. Stryver to claim it. "Anyway, if RANDOM FACTS. you must have an umbrella ['ll lend it to you, but if you take it you have UCH of Eastern Pennsyl- vania and Northern New to leave me $10 deposit on it, so Ill know you'll return it.” Jersey will be supplied with “If I had $10 what would I care if laahoiaine’ a acta a arcit It rained?” sald Mr. Jarre, “And @ Clectricity on an oxtenatve scal never mind your pearl handled um- if a@ project for damming the brella. I know whe to get an um Delaware River is carried out. "and he rushed out, and at Wales claims to have the r he dodged into the first le $ pees hich waa Benlers butcher world's tallest chimney, a simelt- ng plant having built one more ‘Hey, Bepler!" he cried abruptly han two miles long up a moun ‘Girame that umbrella 1 left here t tain side and extending 100 feet other day!” SAU ANE “Which one is it?” asked Bepler, ‘ j taking several of various sorts trom Extensive deposits of high behind the ice box. grade ligni which burns And Mr, Jarr took the best one, and without an offensive odor, have resolved the next time it rained to $ , HasvaenArin Cae go to Muller, the grocer's, and pick § DB Gieres aia out another fine one. BEAUTY ° AND - HEALTH BY DR CHARLOTTE C. WEST Copsrigh!, 1931, by the Press Publishing Co (Phe New’ York Bracing World) Creams and Scents. SIMPLE cold cream and one very easily prepared ia the fol- lowing: Spermaceti, 3 ounce white wax, 1 ounce; oil of almonds, $ ounces; borax, % ounce; glycerine, 2 ounces; rose water, 2 ounces; cll of rose, 10 minims; extract of jasmine, “ ounce. spermaceti and meit at a low heat Dissolve the borax in the glycerine and rose water previously mised. Pour this solution gradually and with Mix the wax, ofl of almonds, | vonstant stirring into the melted mix- | ture until the product becomes spow white, then add the perfume. The tonic properties contained in many toilet waters act most benefi-, cially on the skin, besides being very refreshing. They can be easily and inexpenalve- ly prepared at home, The essential oils and triple extracts combined with rectified spirits form the foundation of even the most bighly priced toilet waters, ‘This ia an excellant combination: lxtract of mignonette, 1% pint; ex- tract Of cassia, 2! ounces; tinoture of orris root, 244 ounces; tncture of tonquin, 1 ounce; tincture of benzoin, ounces; triple rose water, 2 ounces. Hl All scented waters are inyproved by} tanding for a month or longer. After this mixture is several weeks old it can be diluted to any strength desired | by adding rectified spirits, It is well] to pour 4 few ounces of the liquid nto another bottle and, diluting it, allow the other to remain. ‘The simplest and faintest perfume consists of powdered orris root. It ts not very lasting and can be strength- cned by adding an essential oll—ros violet, heliotrope or whatever one’s! taste prefers. A synthetic preparation—that ts, one hemix now being of violet. Tt ls annot be t nuine odor. Here ts al ormula for vi sachet: Ground | rig, 12 ounces; benzoin, 1 ounce;| rit of almond, & drops; @pirit of} onone (10 per cent.), 1 dram. Contuse the benzoin in @ mortar to coarse powder, triturate the two spirits in- mately with a small portion of the! powdered orms, and then mix al! the! ingredionta together ‘This makes an! inexpensive, lasting and dainty sachet powder, onone from. the ON te DANCE * DY NEAL R.OHARA - Dancing Is an Art, and Art Is Long, While Skirts Are Short—-You Can Satisfy the Reformers Part of the Time, but It’s an Awful Job to Keep’Em Unanimous! Copyright, 1921, by the Press Puuilahing Co. (The New York Brening World.) Ts early crop of indications points to further reforms in the art of dancing. Last the best people were dancing with their year all shoulders. The reform ticket is now trying to put dancing on its fee. again, When the shimmy was epidemic throughout the country the most skilful dancers behaved like stationary engineers, But the shim dance was sure democratic, Highbrow and hobo rubbed shoulders and rabbed ‘em with a vim, Many a couple that would never shake hands Joyfally shook shoulders in the name of Terpsichore. In fact, demo- cratic is no word for it. It was no strange sight on any dance floor to see rosebud lips shimmying with cauliflower ears, A guy with a set of loose-leaf collarbones was the envy of the ballroom. The only trouble was that they didn’t locomote. Lf you equipped a shimmy addict with a pedometer and a thermometer, the former would register zero, while the meroury would go to 110, A gal would dance the shim like she was wearing a red flannel chee You could teil by A shim fancier in action looked like she had palsy of utise that was tickling her—only you knew she wasn’! looking at her back. HIGHBROW AND HOBO RUBBED SHOULDERS AND RUBBED 'EM . WITH A VIM. he shoulders and paralysis of the feet. And that’s a complication of dis- eases that always made a reform guy's blood boil at fever heat. However, censoring the dance order is not a new caper. The Egyptian League for Uplifting Everything frowned on the low-neck beads of the dance girls. They claimed Egyptian dames danced too much with their hands. Theh came along another Purity Committee and claimed Salome danced too much with the head. ‘True, the head belonged to some one elve and was not the one on Salome’s shoulders, but the protest was registered just the same, The committee also complained that in changing from street clothes to the costume of seven vells Salome was short-changing the customers by only wearing three or four. Even the ancient Greeks had dances that were considered a bit too risque. Venus lost her arms from snapping her fingers in the air, and other Greeks that are famous in statuary lost their heads im the giddy whirl, And Rome was Just as bad—the town went wild about jazz music, Even Nero, the old boy himself, was trying to pick “Darda-, nella” oat on his fiddle strings while a foar-alarm blaze burned the whole burg down, ‘Thus it is and thus it will be—kicks and protests and complaints. Dancing is an art, and art is long, while skirts are short. The music changes, but the dance goes on. In the days of classic music those who danced bad to pay the piper. To-day, with the jazz bands furnishing the racket, he who dances must pay the trap drummer. You can satisfy the reformers part of the time, but it's an awful job to keep ‘em unanimous. ‘The only number on the dance order they'll all O. K. is the one that’s listed as intermission. Back to igi ‘Pre-War'Prices FACE POWDER