The evening world. Newspaper, May 17, 1922, Page 25

© : PINTER ITA RETR TERT aE Te TY orm TER ar > ’ The Curse “No Man Would Say That He Loved a Woman Because of . Her Clothes, but the Man Who | ‘Loves Her fu Spite of Them Is ! ‘as Rare as Radium.” » By Sophie Irene Loeb. ETWEEN you and me, ff sifted down, the kimono has been one of the biggest falitors Ih the ram of the divorce courts, and many f ae &@ marriage fatlure can be traced di- rectly to that seemingly !no t~ fensivé article. ‘Yet how offen- sive it has be- come in any num- ber of cases is a question that can be answered in many a home by ® much harrowed husband, “It was that everlasting slippy- sloppy kimono that actually broke up my home,” a husband told me, “It somehow seemed to affect the woman herself. She just got siipshod and eareless.—careless about her home, careless: about me, careless about everything. “I can't just explain it,’’ he said, “but.1 grew to hate the looks of it, for she pore it from morning to nigh! Bometimes she changed the . color, but that was all. “When we were first married she wore it only {i her room, and always was carefy! about her dress other- wise. She made herself look neat even If we were ail alone, “She freshened up for our meals and if wax pleasant to see her around buf soon she spoke about how ‘com- ty’ the kimono was and practically lived in it except when she went out of doors. And I believe if she could have ‘xotten away with It’ she would have worn the kimono on the streets. “It got so that I was ashamed to brthg my friend bome because, while she made the apology to our guest with a ‘You won’t mind my not dress- Shg this evening, i'm #0 tired,’ yet 1 could not help see the effect on our “suitors. ““Now this, may seem like a Iittle thing,” explained the man, "“some~ thing that one should overlook in a wife, and pay more stress to her other qualities. But the truth is that the kimono naturally affected all her other qualities, “She just got down at the heel like, and became quarrelsome, I honestly believe that if she had occasionally changed her clothes she would have felt different and acted different, and many of our quarrels would have been avolded."” This husband summed it up quite well. When, oh, when will women real- ige that clothes have a lot to do with their temperament and their temper ‘as well? And there is considerable psychology about it too. Put on a neat dress and you know you look right, Then you feel right and act right. But wear the same old thing all the tim and you get the same feeling, and it does not change. A freb’h. dress might give you a fresh viewpoint—e fresh view of life. Furthermore, things get on men’s erves as well as women's, They may not say s0 in so many words, GUING DOWN. Dear Reader: Now that: we have the wireless, is it not more plausible to agree that thoughts are things? The kind of thoyghts which | wish to speak of are those which depress you. Sometimes ‘we get up in the morning think- ing this ie a beautiful world and sooner or later in the day we have the most depressed feeling possible. is this not the fact that we are records which at- tract and hold the thoughts of others? We say, he is sensitive, What le he sensitive to? It must be the thoughts of others. We get what we expect In a bad way as well as a good way. The only way to avoid the evil thoughts of others is to be so happy, eo cheerful that the de- Pression of others cannot harm us. We must be on our guard— we must watoh, If you are cheerful and happ: unkind words do not penetra’ your soul, and they therefore die without being’ passed on. Watch your own thoughts and th of others, and throw off IMMEDIATELY anything which tends to disturb the serenity of e being. Yours truly, ee ALFALFA SMITH. How It Can Kill a Husband’s Love ** Kimono “The Woman Who Goes On the Theory That It Does Not Mat- ter What She Wears in Her Home Will Wake Up Some Day Unlovely and Unloved.” but they feel it and very often un- consciously. While the kimono is a very valu- able garment, it has its time and Place, The woman who goes on the theory that it does not matter what she wears in her own home will wake up some day to find that she has driven everybody away from home. She may even become unlovely and unloved. No man would say that he loved a woman because of her clothes, but the man who loves her in spite of them, if they are ugly, is as rare as radium, It ts all very well to be comfortable, but not at the constant expense of happiness. Change your clothes, and it will change your mind about many things, Certainly it will save the wear and tear‘of married Nfe. The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Copyright, 1922, (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. ‘“ H, mamma, our school ,May party in the park will be Saturday!" cried little Emma Jarr, bursting into the house from where she had been playing on the sidewalk ana recelved these glad tid- ings. ‘Il want my new white dress and pink sash, and the teacher ts going to have ice cream, cake and lemonade!"* ‘ “And Johnnie Rangle {s to be King, he says!" said Master Willie Jarr, who had followed his sister from the street. ‘Huh! I wouldn't be King and have to walk with a girl!" he added scornfully, “Nobody asked you! Nobody asked you!” taunted his dear little sister, “But I'm going,” said the boy. “There's sheep and squirrels in the park, and I'll take my air gun along and shoot ‘em." “You musn't shoot the nice Iittle sheep and the cute little squirrels, you bad boy!" said the little girl, “and ['m going to take peanuts to feed the squirrels.” “And I'll shoot them as fast as they come for the peanuts, Bang! Bang! Bang!" said Master Willie Jarr, as he arranged his arms gun-fashion and squinted at an imaginary squirrel with supposed deadly results. At this the little girl commenced to cry and began slapping her brother for shoot- ing the imaginary squirrel in an im- @gibury manner, “stop that! Behave yourself, Emma!" commanded her mother. “1 never saw such @ temper in a child, although I know where you get {t from. You know Willie would not shoot the squirrels, besides | wouldn't let him take his air gun along to en- danger the other children eyes. They wouldn't let him bring an air gun nto the park, even if i permitted him to take it.” $ “Then | don’t want to go to the old May party!" the poy declared. “I don't know about either of you going,’ said Mrs, Jarr. “‘It ts Hable to be damp and chilly and you may catch colds, besides, how can the teacher look after so many children in the park, where ail those auto- mobiles and runaway horses are? The teachers will be too busy looking after ; thelr favorites that they make May Kings and Queens out of to look after nicer and prettier children that they pass over." “They asked me to be Queen, but I wanted my little friend Tessie Jenks, who has long, golden hai, to be Queen,” said the little girl, who was of an unselfish disposition. “You are just like your father—al- ways giving way for other people,’ remarked Mrs. J: sharply, “And much thanks you'll get for it in this world.” “But I can go, can't I, mamma?” the little girl inquired. “Certainly not!" said her mother. “People should be arrested who take children out in the park In thin sum- mer clothes when It's likely to be cold or rainy and make them sick; 1 can't agree to it.” At this decision, the little girl began to whimper und cry. “1 wouldn't ery for an cld May party, would 1, maw?’ said Master Willie, “You behave yourself,"" replied Mrs. Jarr, **but I'm glad to'see you do not cater to the teachers’ favorites.’ Just then the telephone rang. It was the children’s teacher, calling to ask if Mrs. Jarr would be one of the chaperons at the party. ‘For I sup- pose you know," added the teacher, “we have all decided your sweet little girl is to be Queen of the May,"’ “I didn’t know that," sald Mrs, Jarr, ‘‘but you may be sure I will be pieased to go and help watch the chil- dren. So sweet of you to call me up and ask me." When Mr. Jarr came home, he found his good lady singing blithely over the task of letting out a flounce in her little girl's best last summer white frock, while a new pink silk sash for the same good little girl ta; on the table for that same little girl's gleeful admiration. = eaygerwRe No [ BouGar SOME ANINALS FROM A STRANDED \erReu$ INSTEAD Spe Maxims of a Modern Maid By Marguerite Mooers Marshall A widow’s remarriage is, to her husband's friends, treason; to her own, it is trifling with her luck! HB matrimonial concert, or balance of power, is best preserved, as every wise wite knows, by allowing hef husband to say what he pleases, while she docs what she pleases. And, after all, “Yes, dear,” is a small toll charge for having your own way! Women played the gameof profit-sharing long before elther capital or labor discovered it, only they played tt under the name of ‘‘alimony."’ No subtle woman ever disparages another's looks. She praises them—and her male listener forgets them altogether, so impressed is he with the thought that “there's nothing catty about this one!"’ “When a mah thinks he can love two women at the same time he ts only deluding himself,’’ says a London ecienust. And we may add, he is NOT deluding either of the women—not for more than five minutes! It must be so nice to be a man. He may cherish a modest doubt as to whether his society 1s always appreciated by his men acquaintances, but he Is sure there exists no woman whose life he cannot brighten with the sunshine of his presence. What marriage needs is not so much reform as @ good press agent. The poor old institution gets plenty of publicity, but it’s of the wrong sort; while all our poets and most of our novelists give their free advertising to love— not matrimony. When our wife or our husband finds out our pleasant sins—they prove to be anything but that! > A woman's worst mistake 1s to think when love grows cold it may be warmed over the fires of jealousy, Housewife’s Scrapbook Copyright, 1022 (Nes York Evening World), by Press Publishing Co. OW that white flannel skirts are and forth on right side of fabric un- modish it 18 well to know that tl the thin portion or hulo is cov- flannel should be Washed im ered. Cross if necesuary. Koop lukewarm water and pure white soap, needle down when turning at each The garment should be hung on the end, simply raise the foot, line dripping wet without wringing, ‘amen This will avoid shrinking. A thrifty housewife has several jar- dinieres on the porch of her summer bungajow that are greatly admired. She says they are nothing but larke sized bean pots that she paid only 13 cents for, She gave them a couting of green glossy nt and when dry she ornamented them with washable One woman ust dry bran for cleaning velvet flowerd and has ex- cellent results. She carefully rubs it in, especially over the soiled portions, then brushes it all off, The household mending has become sold paint, using @ small brush a problem to the present day busy pla ea woman, The sewing machine may Some women prefer akimmet! milk be called into requisition for the to gasoline for cleaning kid Kioves mending of linen and undergarments, Fill the shuttle of machine with me~ dium darning cotton and use No. 60 cotton in the needle. Stitch back Apply with a soft, clean, white cloth and renew milk as it becomes dis- colored. After rubbing with the milk wipe the gloves with a dry clot» ee me" Margery Mind alneteen, help» t way fe glove counter in'@ large New a we sa nt 4 fellor rt (tnt Mate Teky Ne Pgh Pe Begin thix story to-day and see how Margie’s dreams w: PAGING MARGIE MINDON. RANK SPAFFORD'S nurse was young and romantic, and when he breathed Margie Mindon's name and then lapsed into uncon- sciousness she wanted to do all in her Dower to find the young woman, “Lam certain that he {s in love with this girl," she told the doctor, “and if I could find her and have her here at his bedsid when he comes to it might do him worlds of ¢ od."’ The doctor nodded and she was re- leased from Guty to go down to the office and look this girl up in the tele- phone book and directory, But after considerable search the nurse was un~- able to locate any one by the name of Margery Mindon. Margie's telephone was @ common phone in the hall of her apartment, and she was not among the Mindons recorded in the directory. “I evan called up several of the best hotels in the city and asked if there was any one there by the name of Mindon," the nurse told the doctor later in the evening. ‘‘l imagine the young man Is well to do by his cloth- ing and jewelry, and I fancied she might be some rich girl living with her parents up at some of those fash- jonable hotels opposite Central Park.” hi “Was your search of no avall?’” “Absolutely none,"’ responded the nurse, ‘Tell me, doctor, do you -hink he ts seriously injured? Will he gain cons¢iousness again to-night?" “His is not a case to be alarmed about at all," announced the doctor. “The young man suffered quite a shock and he may be unable to re- member dates or addresses or even names for several days, but outside ot a sprained ankle, a broken arm and a few lacerations on his feoe there is nothing the matter with him, Just a bad smash up in his car, that's all.’ But the young nurse was not satis- fied. AM during the evening and late ISN'T THAT. GREAT 2 ee By Caroline Crawford S THEY ARE TRAINED 4 ANIMALS fork departaeal ares” Wer'sonk satimale out, that night she sat anxiously by his bedside listening for him to mention the girl's name ugain. Perhaps she might obtain some clue as to her ad- dress, Several times the young man turned and moaned ‘‘Margie, my darling Margie, do you know why I am not with you?" “Where does Margie live?’ asked the nurse in a cool, sweet voloe. “She' beautiful girl with golden hair and big blue eyes," said Spaf- ford trying to raise himself on his el- bow, but the nurse put her hand on his arm and told him to keep very etl, “Her eyes are as blue and as clear as the sky,” continued Spafford, and his flushed cheeks and wandering eyes told the nurse that he was a trifle delirious. “She's a wonderful girl, a ttle working girl who helps support her mother and they lve In a drab, dreary old tenement up—up."* “Up,"" encouraged the nurse. ‘On—why, darn it—I can't think. beautiful, and I was going to Fropose to her, to ask her to be my wife. We've been friends for quite @ time, and we both had ideals about marriage and love and the big things of life. How long will It be before J can go to her? Oh, did you send her my message?’ “You said she lived—let's see, she lives," said the nurse, hoping to get niind back to some definite ad- dress, “In the dreary, drab tenement,” moaned Spafford. “I want to take her mother and her away somewhere in the country. [ was on my way there to tell Margie how much 1 loved her, Her friend, Maisie Lee, told me ahe didn’t know | loved her, I thought she knew, [ thought we both understood each other, Then a touring car bumped {nto my pror it~ tle flivver and here | am—My ‘poor Margie, did you got my message? Will you come to see me, dear?” “Margie lives in a dreary, drab art of the city?” tenement tn what tioned the nurse. 'L can’t think, it LOWN, WY UD- town," moaned Spafford, “but I can’ remember the number and I can't think of the street.” To-morrow—Maisic Reports Her Call to Margie. Short and Snappy Brief News From A: Around the World and Then Some By Nee’ R. O’Hara Copyright, 1922, (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co. Paris Paragraphs, London Locals—Everything Except Obituaries From Omaha. TON.—Charles Ponzi an- nounces he {s chndidate’ for next Ambassador from Russia. After careful consideration, Mr, Ponzi has agreed to run on both tickets, One- way and round-trip. As Ambass Bx- traordinary and Minister Plentpoten- tlary Mr. Ponzi guarantees 50 per cent. dividends to friendly voters ninety days after date. “Life, Mberty and collateral!” is Candidate Ponai’s platform. He is negotiating for the last two now. If elected next Ambassador from Russia, he promises to open the front door of embassy to all depositors and sign re- ceipte strictly on the dotted line, Mr. Ponzi has also agreed to furnish his own credentials, WASHINGTON.—Government Bu- reau of Saps and Boobs estimates Do You Know? By Hazel V_ Carter Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) * by Press Publishing Oo, BREWER STREET. BGINNING at Broad Street and extending through Stone to Whitehall, there used to be an ancient lane, the name of which will perhaps never de duplicated tn the future history of any part of the United States. Future generations may have rec- ord of a Still Street, or a Bootleggera’ Houlevard, but not of a Brewer street, or Brouwer Straat, as the Dutch called It. Yet those who go to their business along present Stone Street daily with souls that thirst and plot—Brewer Street climb and probably know {t not. It was a well-worn lane in the good old Dutch days when you didn't need a trapdoor to get into your cellar. A number of breweries stood side by side along this street, and from these the street took its name. Carts used to drive up many times each day and carry off quantit’ 1 of the demon rum, Brewer Uticet was the first street in Manhattan to be paved with stone, from whence it took the name of Stoney Street, later changed to the present Stone Street. But even In the days of Brouwer Straat people of Manhattan were not entirely dependent on the product of the brewery. Every goede vrouw had her own recipe for home-brew with which she filled her larder, and no holiday or guest supper was com- plete without a goodly shure of it. Even staid Bostonians were not above partaking thereof, if history speaks truly, We quote from a good lady of Boston, ‘Madame Knight, who in her dlary, kept while on a visit to the early Gotham tn 1704, mentions often and much the good cheer which the town afforded her, “X— gave us a handsome entertain ment of five or six dishes and Choice Beer and Metheglin, Cyder, etc.” Yet with Brewer Street turned to Stone, perforce must no less a dis- tidguished guest than Margot write in her diury somewhat as follows: “Town drier than 4 bone, Thought Yad get sick from imbibing cheap trash, Thirst not reileved till 1 got aboard ship whereupon steward as- sured.ane:he had good brandy. “ "Thank God for that’ - trepliet.” Your Wedding Anniversary: By Emilie Hoffman that 615,877 seats will be exchanged in canoes next Sunday. Of this num- ber, only 80,119 will be recovered by grappling irons. AW the canoes will be saved. PEKING.—Secretary of War Chow anhounces no engagements have been reported by Gen. Wu's army to-day CHICAGO.—Social secretary an- nounces no engagements have been reported for members of McCormick Rockefeller family in twenty-four hours. MIAMI, Fla.—Bryan denies that Paul Revere ever descended from his horse. ,WASHINGTON.—Government Bu reau of Saps and Boobs estimates that 84 per cent. of picnic addicts who are afraid to go in canoes will die of mis- taken Identity, Induced by toadstools. HOLLYWOOD.—Roscoe Arbuckle has decided to do no more movies That makes it unanimous. LONDON.—Socilety of British Au- thors and Lecturers cables New York for date of Clean-up Week next year WASHINGTON.— Anti-Baloon League issues statement that Oma Khayyam was a bum, a wife-beater an ex-convict and a traitor. INDIANAPOLIS.—#tate of Indian: decides its new Senator won't be spelled with a capital “'N.” RUTLAND, Vt.—G. 0. P. newspa pers agree that defeat of Senator New in Indiana is tndorsement o* + Fordney tariff, President Harding and higher wages for Congressmen, MOBILE, Ala.— Democratic press wees in defeat of Senator New repuil - ation of Republican Party for con Unued wet weather, 55-cent movie: and fire in New Willard Hotel. WASHINGTON.—Government i reau of Saps and Boobs estimates that $81,500,000 will be lost by dic shooters next Sunday because the) didn't know it was loaded. i BLAHVILLE, Mase.—Of. 530 sen lors at Rumpus College, 76 will enter Psycho-analysis industry, 41. wil! chase butterflies in Rocky Mountains 69 will paint art titles for movin: pictures, 92 will go yachting in Sout! Sea Islands, 112 will open up Little theatres, 86 will go after Ph. D. de- rees, 58 will hop to Greenwich Vi!- lage and two will go to work. WASHINGTON.—Dr. Cook arrives here as Ambassador from North Pole Presents credentials and ninety-nine- year note for $200,000,000 loan, NEW YORK. — Yeggmen protes: daylight saving on grounds that i: shortens their working nights, LONDON.—Nancy Astor black- balled by Lecturers’ League for de- livering free speeches in America. PITTSBURGH, NEWAR SCHENECTADY. —‘Amaienmmaten Brotherhood of Broadcasters demands shorter wave lengths for radio work- ers and 720 metres holidays, CHICAGO.—Anti-Cigarette League starts drive to eliminate double-cou- pon days. Copyright, 1992, (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Co, THE FIRST—THE “COTTON WED- DING. N inquirer writes: ‘We are go- A ing to celebrate our wedding ° day every: year, Will you please give a list of the anniversaries with suggestions for, decorating the table and also‘appropriate gifts—just a alight token. for the family to give.” For the first happy occasion, which is the cotton agniversary, the deco- rations would, naturally, be of cotton. If you have friends in the South, sprigs of cotton in bloom might be necured and would make ‘ideal decora- tions. These can, however, be readily simulated, You can see illustrations, or possibly secure plates, at any Ubrary to guide you. Leaves may be Purchased wherever artificial flowers are sold, or crepe pr per and wire will du service. If there are guests and there is to be a Jack Horner pie, this might be heart-shaped and made of pleated white muslin covered with sprigs of cotton, ejther real er imitation. This can be brought up high at the centre and a little Cupid perched on the top branches. ; * Strips of white muslin ravelled out on beth sides makes beantiful yar- lands, or if you prefer paper stream- ers fasten bits of cotton to these be- fore putting in position. ‘The favors for holding the candles can be small cardboard baskets, cov- ¢red with cotton fabric banded with Pale green ribbons or cotton tape and ornamented with buds of cotton. Favors for the ladies might be fancy aprons of cotton material or pretty hag and for the men summer neck- ies, The woman who has been married only @ year will, probably, appreciate gifts for the home. It should not be difficult to make selections in eotton for this purpose. There are beautiful cushions, bedspreads, embroide: pil- lowcases, scarfs for sideboard and tables, aprons for all purposes, cur- tains, summer portieres and bags of all kinds, A novel way to present the gift ts to put it into a cotton bag and tle with cotton tape. The bag might be such as can be used, tf only for keeping greens In the refrigerator, The Lew: mee iow Makers of the Dust No Bide At Alt Drag and At All Li 3 | ‘ on Sundays ani —