The evening world. Newspaper, December 5, 1921, Page 19

Neglected ¥ there ts a misery Srateful children, Pages and page bitterly a the childi r thy father and mother.” ‘The almshouses ir F @o to the Sometimes I think it would not be a Pad thing to have an Old Age Court where disabled and miserable parents ‘might come and bring to justice the ohildren who have sorely neglected them in their old age. vets tne A very short time ago a Judge se- werely arraigned a woman of wealth who permitted both of her parents, ! over eighty, to become public char; I honestly believe that such a wom: fam belongs in a psychopathic ward and comes very close to the criminal o much for the actual destitute people. But the heartaches and’ mis- ries that are caused by unthinking children in their demeanor toward those to whom they owe everything cannot be estimated. I would say that it is one of the Greatest sources of unhappy homes. I know of a young woman who came from @ small town to a big city. Her parente nad slaved and baved and de- nied hemselves everything that they might give this only child the very best education. They sent her away to school while they themselves lived on practically nothing, and after her graduation, in order that she might Keep pace with the girls in her schcol, they sent her abroad with a group of girls that were going there, ‘The mother of this g.ri had not vought a dress for twe years, and the futher did night work besides his own in order that the young woman might . have their all. Bhortly after this the girl met an old man with lots of money, and youth bartered beauty for old age at the bequest of Mammon. So long had she come in touch with the girls who had more means than ehe that she just refused to go back home ag amid the old surround- ings. So she married the old man and stayed in the city. She forgot her parents, and it was only on rare cocasions that she ever returned Many a night this old couple sat by the fireside and bemoaned their fate. ‘The one being in the world whom ey, had adored and to whom they had looked forward as a comfort and solace in their declining years was she very one who now caused them the deepest pain. They had longed for the day when she would marry some one whom she leved and had visions of grandchil- dren. There was nothing so deplor- able to this couple, or so disappoint- bo ag the treatment of their daugh- And to ease her conscience, she sent them a monthly check to keep the wolf from the door, and every time the check came, although they reeded it, it brought a pang of suf- tering. She was paying them not in Jove but in “filthy lucre.” She was ashamed of her parents aad of their poverty. But how thi girl paid! Somehow or other all those who mistreat parents get paid. I don’t know what there ia about it, Rer am I superstitious, but the law @f compensation seems to work Her husband grew suspicious and Jealous of her. She became very much like the bird in the gidded cage, and somehow or other, the people in her set came to learn how neg- jected those who should have been @ear ones, and many there were who did not forgive her for it—the very nes whose favor she si it, I could not begin to te! @tories that come to me, hot from the heart, from the euffering parents, because of the ingratitude of their @hbildren. Thei the girl who deliberately @isobeys her mother, goes out with strangers and gets into trouble and eauses untold anguish to the mother. She gives little thought to the suffer- ings of that mother when @he docs the very thing she knows are for- bidden. She only finds what a Rock of Gibraltar that mother is when she realizes she needs some one to stand by her, There is the boy who falls in love with the girl. He has been the main support of ‘his mother. He only thinks of himself, marries the girl and permits his mother to go from pillar to post. And always this mother defends him, knowing that she has been replaced and simply realizes that it must be so. Yet somehow | cannot help but think how ungrateful this boy is. For, after all, he is young and the girl is young and they can wait until he gets to a point when he can do something for his mother before satisfying his own de- sires, ‘There is the girl who earns ex- cellent wages and spends them all on herself, very often in extravegant fancies. She forgets the father and mother who brought her to the place where she could make this moncy, She takes it as a matter of course wnd a duty that is due her. True it 1s, but many a comfort could she add to that father and mother by doing ‘with a little less herself. There are the children who—but, @h, what's the use. I can go on and cite these instances by the dozen— the sacrifices that have been made, the anxieties and trials that have been endured, the sleepless nights, the aching hearts of many a parent, especially a mother, that have been caused by an ungrateful child. ‘Oh, I wish I could reach the heart and soul of all such children, I wish T could take them back to their child- hood and let them see, with unde! standing eyes, the mother as she has crooned over them in their babyhood and breathed hard over every iI! and thrill that befell those children. I wish I could take them back into thetr school days and let them look into the hearts of those mothers to find the daily worries and the con- etant watching that was theirs in order that the child might grow up in the way it should go. Again later in life when they ap- proached the age of freedom, when youth ached to spread its wings away from the home fold, and to show them the pain of parting that fell to the lot of the parent, 4b, me, volumes could be written Ungrateful Children One of the Greatest Causes of Unhappy Homes. The Almshouses Are Filled With But the Heartaches Cannot Be Estimated. By Sophie Irene Loeb. in the world that is greater than that caused by un- I have yet to find it. 3 I have read in letters from parents who complain ren who have broken this one of the Ten Commandments, Mothers and. Fathers, ‘are filled with mothers and fathers who haye had to Doorhouse because of the unfeeling attitude of ungrate: children. about it—this lifetime of-ionging, of loving and fear and fretting that is dorne by ‘each-of those who bring children into the world. And yet, where is the mother or father who would say, “I wish I had my child?” Yes, 1 wish you, the ungrate: child. I wish I could say a word that would change your brutality—for it is just that—and reach down within you for something that is beautiful which I am sure is there, if {t can only be awakened—the spirit of gratitude like which there is no other. we RTT 2 ristmas Shopping THE EVENING WORLD, M NDAY, DECEMBER 5, 1921. ' wee we ia Sua 4 § You Often Read About Him DR. LEOPOLD STOKOWSKI. Lmorotn. Stonewax:s- ONDUCTS Philadelphia or- chestra except when he lends it to Dr. Richard Strauss for concert purposes. Then he takes a seat in the gallery so nobody can lame him if anything goes wron h the tempo or an ‘ympant Much more highly regarded in New York tha hi vaded the city with th Phony a few years ago. Born in London. Educated in Oxford and Paris, which accounts for wearing both afternoon and evening dress to per- fection, nd conducted cl ind New York. Ha Which Man Will Peggy rt o By Caroline Crawford ‘Copyright, 1931, (New York Evening World.) by Press Pubitshing Co Choose for a Husband? ‘The story of w typical New York git), Pessy Dayton, eighteen, catered business ‘aad stenographer, “Her Nee% 2 aietaag Natetes Uwe osers, seaty hor paler = he cite Shenstone tees new | sin b series ree eee Ing ‘this story to-day, every instalment a mew asses Peeky's aife CYRIL BUDD PROVES A PERSISTENT ADMIRER. EGGY was surprised when she emerged from her apartment the next morning on her way to business to see the tall, gaunt figure of Cyril Budd. He . was sitting on the stone ledge in front of the apart- ment calmly read- ing a book. “Oh, I knew you'd be along at about this time, Peggy Dayton,” said Budd, closing his book and jumping to his feet. He wore a light-colored overcoat and tan spats, A little felt hat at least two sizes too small for him gave a liberal view of his black curly locks which Peggy so despised. Despite Peggy's cool greeting, he caught hold of her arm and, quickly getting into step with her, marched off toward the subway. “How do you think I spent the night after I brought you home from the dance?” he asked. “I'll give you three guesses.” “ haven't the slightest idea,” re- plied Peggy in a weak little voice, which really meant “I don’t care a cookie.” ™ “Well, 1 composed a new piece cf music,” announced Budd, “and ['m going to take it down to some musical people I know right now. wanted you to have a look at it first, Then you ought to see the lyric I r-\ wrote about you which is to go with ie" Peggy was rather enthusiastic for just a second. How thrilling it was to have inspired a young man to compose a song and write a lyric! “Just listen to this,” demanded Budd as he rattled off a string of sentimental words, which did not al- ways rhyme, about a girl with brown bobbed hair and sky-blue eyes. “It's great, isn't it?” he asked, with- out waiting for Pegiy's opinion. “If I can get this over \.'ti the publish- ers it'll make my fortune, Agd you But 1} will have been the one who inspired me to write it. “I can't tell you how I admired you just the moment I saw you at Marion's last night,” he continued. “I haven't thought of a thing but you since I set eyes upon you. I simply had to write a song about you.” “Haven't you ever written a song before?” asked Peggy, rather more from curiosity than because she felt flattered. Budd gave her a quick glance the color mounted to his ears. “We-ll, yes, of course I've tried, but I never had anything accepted,” he replied. “I suppose you always compose a song whenever you meet a new girl,” laughed Peggy. “Now, Peggy Dayton, you don’t ap- preciate what I have been saying to you about insptration. “Please call me Mi rected Peggy. “What, after [ have writtena whole song about you, can't I even combine your name? You will notice I didn't quite dare call you Peggy.” “When your song is published it will be time enough for that,” laughed Dayton,” cor- you don't take me seri- It's more important that the puo- lishers should take you that way.” ‘Then as they reached the subway station Peggy made up her mind that she would not ride down with this creature who wrote lyrics, had curly r and wore spats. W: right had # man she had met at Marion Min- ton’s dance to wait for her on her doorstep the next morning? He could compose all the music he chose and write numerous lyrics about her, but be could not ride down to business with hi “T have to phone,” they passed a drug store. T'll wait,” responded Budd. “But {t's going to be a very long call” “Time is nothing in my young life,” grinned Budd. “Mr. Budd, I prefer to ha run along to the publiabers Pegsy quite forcefully. A shadow passed over Budd's face, but he said, “Oh, very well, but you'll see me again. Faint hea never won fair lady, Miss Dayton.’ announced Peggy Copeeight, 19m, (New TREATMENT FOR CONDITION of the skin that ts yery often met with, and one that is @ source of great an- moyance and dis- figurement to the owner, is @ skin tiat is too ofly. This condition may arise from several different causes, and until you know what ts the cause of your particular condi- tion you cannot remedy the evil by simply apply- ing a coat of pow- der or an astringent to the skin. This trouble is deeply seated and of too general a nature to be so quickly remedied. In a great many cases the moist skin or excessive perspiration is due to a condition peculiar to the nervous system caused by weakness, exhaus- tion, improper digestion or from i!i- ness. In a normal condition the glands of the face as well as those of the body never show this excessive per- spiration except as a result of physi- cal exertion, heat or emotional stress. ‘The first step in conquering this dis- agreeable tendency of the skin ip te watch the general condition so as to avoid any digestive disturbances and to take plenty of exercise, so that the glands become stronger as the skin receives a new elasticity and they are able to function properly. ‘The very best advice that I can give you is to apply cold lotions or the ice rub end an astringent lotion, and lest you will not know just whet I mean by such a lotion I would eug- gest that you make up for your ewa personal use the followmg: ld Followed by @ powder o)— Steroh ... Oxide of zine. Tannin .. ‘The skin that has a tendency to be too ofly needs careful cleansing, To-morrow—"Escaping From a Pest.” because the pores remaiging open as u Why Not Look Your Best? Doris Doscher ‘rening World.) by Press Pubtiehiag Os. } EL AMR Vat Le OREN CN By Roy L. THE OILY SKIN. they do have a tendency to harbor PAR me! I wish you'd get home earlier from that old ‘“D particles of dust and in consequence office!” Mgs, Jarr began the face soon becomes covered with Ptevishly. “Now that the days are blackheads; so that the proper S¢tt!ng shorter it seems late at night cleansing of am olly ekin requires When you get home, even if you even more than ordinary attention. are only an hour late, as you say!” Certain nerves and centres control “Well, business has been picking the production of perspiration and it up, and we have been very busy,” ig only when these are out of order Mr. Jarr explained, that the oily skin ts noticeable. Do not think that I can give you any powder or astingent that in it- welf bas all the curative values io prevent this condition, You must a depend to a great degree on the gen- “You always say that, but business must be picking up for other people too, and I notice other men get home rly. I saw Mr, Grabbit come home four o'clock to-day.” eral circulation of the blood for your “He's an insurance solicitor; he cure, As soon as you have improved Works on his own time,” remarked the genera! condition the glands wil! Mr. Jarr. become more spontaneous in their ac- tion, the skin will have a new elas- ticity and the enlarged pores will disappear. “Well, Mr. Hinkey, downstairs, has a regular job, and | saw him come home early tod, at !cast he must tT 3 Maxims * Modern Maid By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Coomeiga:, 1921, (Now York Kveaing World.) Every husband should remember that the successful alibi, like lightning, never strikes twice in the same place. CCORDING to our best moralists, the limitation of feminine arma- A ment should mean the scrapping of rouge, lip-sticks and powder, as well as a Len-year holiday for the beauty parlors. ny Press Publishing Co Even in this age of the woman citizen, one of the surest approaches to the male heart is the “line” that begins, “Oh, Mr. Jones, I don’t know a thing about politics, so won't you PLEASE tell me what YOU think?” When @ woman tries to convince herself that she loves a man by enumerating all the reasons why she SHOULD love him, she has aban- doned her position before firing a shot. Sometimes a cat says “miau! miau!'’--and sometimes she yearas to know “how you can accomplish so much, my dear, AT YOUR AGE!” Speaking of promises thet outrun performance, chief among them are those exchanged by bride and groom. ‘The girl weo wouldn't use cifipped china, or put on mended silk stock- ings, often takes away a cracked and worn heart from love's auction rooms and professes herself well satisfied with her bargain. ‘Whet no male flirt will ever know is how many women really fall for his charms, and how many a| of irresistibility. One touch of scandal makes & whole suburban street kin. The Jarr Family Gopgright, 19H, (New York Evening World) by Prém Publidhing Oo too kind-hearted to destroy his delusions t Edison Is i F TT TT That Is a Question That Even ‘amous Authorities Doff Their Opinions Con- Silent On ~ cerning the Much Mooted Mr. Claus, By Neal R. O’Hara. ‘Coyne, 19M, (New Tort Eveming Werld,) by Prese Publishing Co. r belief that nothing 1s more worthless than question marks, despite quotations of foreign exchange, we have baited numerous celebrities with the leading question of the chilly season. you believe im Santa Claus?” we hooked the following retorts: SSS SS The.Holiday Cake By Emilie Hoffman Consright, 1921, (New York Evening Worid), By Prem Publishing Co, OW is the time to make the fruit cake which is so much a part of the festive Christmes season. If wrapped im a@ cloth an@ put into @ etone jar or a tin cake box it will keep fresh for months. Heavy fruit cake is best when from one to four months old. It would be @ good plan to bake the fruit cake | small tins and utilize them a Christmas gifts. Women who bave no kitchen facilities would be de- ghted with such a gift, if the trosted in white and Christ- mas greeting put in with red icing, it makes @ pleasing appearance. FRUIT CAKE. Beat one cup butter and ope cup sugar until creamy, add two well- beaten eggs, half a pound secded raisins and half pound ourraats, both thoroughly washed and dried, half a pound of citrom amd orange peel, previeusly run through the m chopper, half @ pound almonds, cut shreds, one cup molasses, one tea- spoonful each of cloves, cinnamon and allspice, one-fourth teaspoonful of mace, three cups or more of flour and one teaspoonful of soda dissolved in one-fourth cup of milk. ‘The Volstead act does not prohibit the use of liquor in cooking, so you can safely add a wineglass each of brandy and rry, which affords the essential keeping qualities of the cake. These should be added last. Mix better well and pour into be. pan. Pack well down in pan ani wash the top with milk. A large cake should have two thicknesses of greased paper. Bake very slowly un- Ul done, Test with It should e to four hours to bake. ovem door until it bas baked a it one hour. PORK CAKE. Pork cake is considered superior to fruit cake by many cooks and will 2 keep quite as long if a wineglass of brandy or rum is added. Chop fine one pound fat pork, ld two cups each of cloves, clamamon teaspoor and ‘ailaploe, one large teaspoonful of soda, one pound currants, one pound raisil one-fourth pound citros cut fine, and geven cups of flour. MMi ingredients as per instructions given ebove for fruit cake. McCardell have come home early, tor f saw him going out of the house before you came home.” “He’ the night manager at @ he was going to work,” re- piled Mr. Jarr. “Well, I know he'd come tome early if he could, he looks Mle that kind of a man, so refined,” geld Mrs. Jarre, “And look at the way that Mra, Hinkey treats him, I cae hear her scolding every minute he is in the house, It comes plaim up the air shaft, And when she isn’t scolding him she's peevish and complaining about her symptoms so the jole house cam hear her, Poor Mr, Hinkey’s home is more like @ hoapi- tal than @ house, If Mra, Hinkey isn’t sick one of the children is, and yet he acts like a martyr.” “Well, other men are bullied by their wives, too, 1 reckon,” said Mr. Jarre, “However, that has noth- ng to do with it, 1 don’t hear the men comparing martyrdoms, I guess we are al! henpecked.” “The idea!” cried Mre. Jarr. “Do you go around telling everybody you are henpecked?" “f juat told you I didn't,” growled Mr. Jarr. but you think it!" eald Mre. Jarr, “L suppose you think I am u shrew, too? Maybe you don't teil your friends, but you may write it to your family. 1 remember when your sister was visiting me last sum- mer she remarked to me in @ very pecull, manner that she wished uu had my determination of char- ty and tbe children out, and you found @ man trying to jimmy the door and held on to hin ttl the janitor came with his 1 and turned him over to the “But your sister meant @ alur, | know she meant a siur!” Bre. Jar: 4 ited. “And the idea of you com- plaining you ¢ henpecked to all your people, just because [ uldn't let a burglar break im my hoi The ide: “Well, I'll tell Vy something,” iad Mr, Jarr, Mi uu know that his wife 3. him to ot by the used him because he was out_of work?” “What of that?’ asked Mra Jerr. ANTI-SALOON LEAGUE—Taik of Santa Claus is simply transparent Propaganda, inspired by the licker interests. It Plot to make a red Nose seem innocent by putting ome on this outrageous impostor who is known to the world as good St. Nick, Tt is @ dirty trick to put over a rum |. blossom on innocent children im the guise of a frost-bitten beezer. Statistics from thirty-two dry States out of a possible forty-eight show that Santa Claus is forbidden, verboten, proscribed, condemned, fl- Tegal and expatriated, per order the State Legisiatures. The Anti-Baleon League will take immediate stepa to place its own candidate in the field to supplant this dangerous, red- jacketed, insidious faker in the es- teem of the younger generation. Our own candidate for the Santa Clgus ticket will wear a bigh plug bat, white string tie, a Prince Isaac egat and a ten-pound umbrella. He will have a herd of camels drawing his sleigh and will lash them with the whip we use at headquarters. Then we'll see where this fleshy old rum Tunner gets off. a ’ GLENN VOLIVA, Zion City—Iin re- ply to your valued communication, would say the earth is flat, our beer is flat and there is no Santa Claus. — You can’t fool me with trick ques tions, Nobody dresses in red coat, pants and hat except the boys at the Firemen’s ball. HENRY FORD—Santa Claus © bunk, F. 0. B. Detroit. es, ITCHT SCRATCHI of Jopanege but at Lo like to dis- cass if Honorable Claws are real or tairy story. Meantime I agree witt Seckietary Hughes, who are fine aa thority on al! kinds of whiskers, uméit I get cable from Tokie. If Tokio say Santy Ciaus ere resi goods, then T will tell the world the same. I think that cover the subject cloudily. W. J. BRYAN—Unaccustomed as { am to public speaking, I will say that I believe in Santa Claus and Sante Claug believes in me. The only trouble is thet he siways comes around in December, or one mosth after I need his vote. JACK DEMPSEY—Of course there is @ Sante Claus. I wrote to him sew eral years ago and he certeinly put something in my socking. I dont believe be comes down the chimney. ‘The guys that serve me subpoenas are the boys that do that. SENATOR LODGE—I refuse to discuss Santa Claus or his whiskers, ‘The whiskers look like foreign om tanglements to me. ents) Courtship and Marriage By Betty Vincent Coprriget. 1929, (Mew Yors Urening World), By Prem Publisding Co. “Dear Miss Vineent: | am a school girl my teens. Net long ago | met a boy three years my senior whom | learned to love, Thie bey tella me he loves me, but when | pass him on the street he doesn't netice me. When | am near him at school he always brit up a conversation about other girls. It makes me feel very much annoyed and therefo: 1 am asking you fer friendly ad« vies. VEENA.” It seems to me It is rather foolish to care for a young man who ig not manly enough (o speak to you whem he meets you on the street. Probably he just talks about these other girte because he sees it worries you. Try ignoring him. “Dear M Vincent: | have waited @ year and a half fer a girl whe is not allowed te go eut with boys. The girl werks where watehes everything t de, but she has never spoken of If | had known what te de ¥ you think her folks will allow her to go out with men now? um If you love this girl it would be much better to let her know it, Go to her parents end ask their pers mission to call upon her, If you telt them all about yourself end they ere norma! parents, they will certainig allew yeu to eal, “ In response to “Do — a aamenemanal