The evening world. Newspaper, May 30, 1922, Page 11

Men Household Efficiency Expert; Copyright, 192: by P “Lo, the poor putterer, Whose unscheduled mind Makes her work endless And no rest can find.” ‘reas Publishing Co. LTHOUGH popular opinion would have it that all ‘house- wives present identical char- acteristics, yet to the mind of the analyst they, like ancient Gaul, are divided into sev- eral parts or dis- tinct types. There are five man species of hou: wife, with habits and traite so fixed and peculiar to each that it in y to distin- guish one from the other as it is to tell a daisy from a dandelion, Some women are “born” house- (a very small minority indeed); others acquire housekeeping; ‘ut by far the great majority have housekeeping thrust upon them! And it Is just because it is so often an “acquired characteristic’ not transfer- able from mother to daughter in each generation that we find women fall into these special divisions, Probably of all types the “putterer” housewife is the most common and garden variety. What ie a “putterer?” It is the who finde endless details to oveu- py her day; who works without plan or schedule and who magni- fies petty duties to the exclusion of every other interest. The “‘putterer’’ constantly com- Plains: “I never get through with my work,” or “I never have any time for myself.” She regards housework as a kind of ogre from which she can- not escape; as a perpetual escalator of fate on which she Is forced to keep moving without making any sctous headway. To the “putterer” every day is an aimless, timeless, planiess day. She has no goal, no schedule to gerve as compass and chart on the rough housekeeping seas. Whither is she bound? The “putterer” does not know. Why try to reach a definite Port or housekeeping objective when it Is so much eeafer to drift, to idle, to work haphazard as the spirit moves? How the "putterer” does love to be- gin a second job before finishing the first one! How she does permit her housework train to become derailed at the slightest interrupting obstacle! She might be in the midst of giving ‘the rooms a much-needed cleaning «when suddenly she {s seized with an “upge” to bake cookies. Straightway @he Grops broom and duster and rushes into a hectic upheaval of cooking, making the flour fly, the egg beater whizz and whirl and turning the whole kitchen upside down in her ardor. Later, when quite exhausted from the effects of this culinary spree, she is faced not only with the debris of this unusual housekeeping debauch but with the fact that she has fatied to prepare something eub- stantial for the evening dinner and that she has no time to make herself presentable before the return of her family. Or searching for a small article in the bureau drawer will suddenly con- vince the ‘‘putterer’’ that she should at once clean all the closets in the house. The fact that has left the breakfast dishes unwashed or the « beds unmade escapes her mind, and » nothing short of an earthquake will deter her from this untimely purpose. And again she finds, late in the after- noon, that she has neglected all t ‘essential house duties for the sake of @ special task full of details, which should only have been attempted with con- calle Monday morning, and must stop “ota the midst of other work to collect ‘and make the list, She fails to make ® note of the fact that sugar or butter getting low, and so at lunch is with an unexpected deficit In larder and must either run for this trivial supply or little Will noon hour to store for her. The “‘put- * refuses to do the same task at time on any two days. If beds directly after break- Tuesday she is almost sure them undone til! noontime on ald g 3 i gee ste « Housewife Are You? ARE YOU A “PUTTERER”? What Kind ‘ Author ‘Household Engineering.” Sew York Evening World) First of a Series of Articles Describing Five Different Types of Housewives By Mrs. Christine Frederick, iota al 2—The ‘NIBBLER’ 3-The ‘FRETTER’ 4 The ‘SLACKER’ 5—The ‘SCOURER’ Wednesday, She takes each day as it comes without any plan or purpose, and then is surprised that ‘she never gets through” and bitterly blames housekeeping for being so never-end- ing and labortous. And how does being a “‘putterer' housewife affect her husband? Does he not frequently come home only to find her exhausted and all too tired to have dressed up or to accompany him to some place of amusement? Because of her everlasting love for making mountains out of her housekeeping molehilis she depletes her vitality and has nothing left to give to her children or her husband. What shall we ascribe as the true cause of the housekeeper’s being a putterer? Is it not to be found in fact that women let their work mi ter them instead of their mastering their work? Housekeeping, like any other human activity, requires sino trained thinking and an efficient titude of mind to make it a suo- It ie mind ae well as mus- cle that wine in cooking and cleaning as much as, let ue say, in playing a good set of tennis or in making a fine piece of furniture. The housewife must come to con- clusions and definite plans of action, on even as simple a problem as pre- paring a dinner, otherwise the various dishes will not be simultaneously ready to serve and the meal finished at a specified hour. The “putterer’’ dreams and and elaborates unneces- sary details because her mind is not co-ordinating with her mue- cles. If she only had a plan, an object, a purpose, could get @ task done in far lees and with a great deal less fatigue. The 100 per cent. efficient house- wife is one who makes her mind direct her work, who makes definite plans for each day and task and who regards her occupation as seriously as any business man does his office One of the first great steps toward good management of the home is to Substitute an efficient attitude of mind toward housework fon the dawdling, aimless regara in which the “putterer” holds it. She should apply her best intelligence and cul- ture to her problems and be con- vinced that the details of home~mak- Ing are fascinating and stimulating. The Jarr Family By Roy L. Copyright, 1982 (New York Evening World) by P 66 ERE are some flowers for pou sald Mr. Jarr on his jome coming, and he handed the one woman in the world for him a large bunch of vari-colored sweet peas, “Oh, how sweet they ai !” orlea Mrs. Jarr, “But still, you shouldn't have bought flowers for me, we need money for 80 many other things,” Yet she was quite pleased and gave him an extra kiss. ‘They didn’t cost very much,” said Mr. Jarr, “and besides I am only too forgetful about such things. A fellow will buy flowers and candy for & girl he's simply friends with, but after he's married he neglects those little attentions for the wife he loves.” “That's very nice of you, my dear, to say it,” replied Mrs, Jarr, busied with putting the flowers in a fat or- namental bowl on the piano. ‘Where did you get them?” And she inhaled their fragrance appreciatively. “A girl came into the office selling them for the Sick Babies Fund or some other charity of that kind. She Was a peach, too,” It’s a pity so many young women make charity a cloak for flirtatious visits (o business places,’ said Mrs, Jarr coldly. “If they want to do some real work for the poor, why don't they, go and minister to the poor?’’ “I don't know,"’ ventured Mr. Jarr feebly. ‘The girl said they were of a large lot of flowers that had been sent GOING DOWN! EAR WONDERER: Have D you taken stook of your- * self Do you know that suo: is the realization of your ambition? Not all jccessful men are wealthy. The reason you are in a rut is jee you DOUBT. That is a bad word and you should fight doubt a» you would a foreign invasion. Often this DOUBT comes to ue as a habit of childhood and then rune Into fear, Childhood will not advance without questioning, but questioning is not doubting. Doubt, hesitation and MUST get out before HAPPI- NESS can come in. Get the happy habit and keep Sincerely, Au! it. MUST. PUT THEM THINGS ON THE - TABLE AFTER DINNER > ) MA SAID NoT TO PUT ON THE FINGER Bowls oY en Fa reine et / ( adtto is ai \ COMING |FOR DINNER NA > z MA DOESN T THINIK MUCH NA ALWAYS HAS THEN PuT PEOPLE FoR DINNER _) McCardell ‘ress Publishing Co. to decorate a house for a wedding, but had come too late. Some of them had been sent to the hospitals, and it bad been decided that a girls’ club, of which the bride had been a member, should sell the rest and devote the proceeds to the charity in question." “Oh, you got very confidential with this girl, I dare say{"' said Mra. Jarr, tossing her head. ‘‘But I think it was @ very bold thing for her to do, Fur- thermore, it is my belief that the girl was an {mpostor. around among business men and talk ing condescendingly about charitable objects! Evidently I am supposed to be a charitable object, then, as I get the flowers, or at least some of tu ” ‘Why, no,’ Mr, Jarr replied, ‘‘the Proceeds from selling the flowers went to charity, and I thought you would like to have the flowers. Be- sides, the girl selling them was very demure and had a nice elderly lady with her as a chaperon,”’ “Hut! They always go in pairs, that sort of people, and put on those Sanctimonious airs!'' retorted Mrs. Jarr. ‘The things are faded, anyway, and I suppose you paid whatever was asked for them,'’ and she turned away as though she did not care. to look at the flowers, “That's what a man gets for trying to please everybody, just abuse!’’ cried the exasperated Mr. Jarr. “Well, I don't think it’s very nice for you to boast about a bold girl coming to your office and flirting with you and getting you to pay her a ridicuious price for a bunch of wilted flowers—swindling under the name of charity, I call it!" said Mrs. Jarr. “Ana I also don’t think it is very nice of you to bring them home to your wife. I ought to throw them out." “All right, throw them = out!"’ snapped Mr. Jarr. “I don't care. I only thought you would appreciate me buying the flowers to help the sick babies and to bring the flowers home to you. Next time I won't tell you everything."” “Bapecialy if it is anything you should be ashamed of!" averred Mra, Jarr. “Yet to think I didn’t suspect a thing when you brought me flowers Something you've never done in * cried the exasperated . “Il am the one guy in the world who can ‘Say It With Flowers’ and it will be considered an insult’ The idea of going’ MEMORIAL DAY By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World) by Press Publishing Oo. ‘T was early morning in the City of the Dead. ‘Three black robed figures wended their way, Then reached a mound bedecked with flowers and added more. Figures not bent, or gray, but full of youth. With saddened, bowed heads they paid their tribute On this one day of days And spread beautiful blossoms About the white stone inscribed “Mother.” And one said, “Most wonderful wom: And another, ‘The dearest thing that ever lived."* And atill a third kissed a flower As she laid it gently at the feet of her Who had been sorely tried but ne'er found wanting. Did she hear them? Did ai Did she know their pain et parting and her lo And out of the depth of Mother Harth a sweet yolce spoke: “Ah, met dear hearts; yes, I do know "Yet, harken ye to me, your mother, “That you may teach your children “That which you did not know, or knowing, pald small heed “Through the valley of the shadow of death “I went to bring you here, “And then fearfully watched your every milestone ““That {t might find you in the way you should go ‘Oh, the weight of those moments when your lives hung by & thread; “and L thought my heart would stop—before the tender years passed “Oh! the nights of weary waiting for your homecoming, “And then your hurried ‘Good night’ without a thought of my an gulsh. “But needless to go on; you know, you know. “Yet, look ye,"had you then come to me with but a single blossom, “Or a word of tenderne! “At such times when I needed it most, “Or even heard from you these loving words that now you cry out for me, “What a world of woe I would have been saved, “And what joys would have been mine. ‘Tis well that you have not forgotten “And have come to me thls Memorial Day “But better still you can remember me “By telling your children to give their buds of love by word and deed “Pvery day, rather than wait for the one day of decoration. “Too ready are we to spread flowers on graves “When the self-same blossoms might have kept the spirit and soul “From starvation of love—the greatest misery of mankind." understand? For the Housewife’s Scrap Book vinegar and using them, smoky lamp. let them This wilt dry betore prevent a If you want to remove paint with sandpaper the task will be accom plished more speedily if you dampen it with bensine: When you close up the house for the summer just wrap the silver in waxed paper and it will be ready for use when you return in the fall, If you are burning lamps in the summer bungalow dip the wicks in By Maurice Ketten THE LAD> WHO is IND THE PARLOR. A girl who wants to impress a man C& MAXIMS CX Of a Modern Maid By Marguerite Mooers Marshall. Copyright, 1028 (New York Mvening World) by Press Publishing Oo. tries to prove what a brilliant and beautiful being she is, A woman is wiser—she implies that most of + the brilliancy and beauty is on the other side. HEN ® man comes home and finds his wife grieving silently, that is the time for exceptionally judicious silence on bis part, Because how docs he know whether what she has heard about is the little game—or the little girl? ventions a pair of Marriage is # craft which often weathers the storms of life only to founder and stnk on the reefs underlying the dead sea of monotony. Nobody has ever catalogued among labor saving in- large, brown, sympathetic eyes. Yet, if you can turn them on a man’s tale of woe you needn't srieve for him, you needn't listen to him, you needn't even THINK about him until the pause comes and you murmur, "I'm SO sorry!” If any young woman who has read modern novels, attended modern plays, seen modern movies, succeeds in prevailing on her fiance to tell her “the story of his past’? she is in for a period of acute boredom. One advantage of being transparent is that—while you can’t tell a le arid get away with tt—when you tell the incredible truth neither your boss nor your wife suspects you of lying. Children are the consolation prizes of matrimony; they are most appre- elated by the man and the woman who realize they have drawn no first prize in each other. A woman frequently has been known to forgive a man for breaking her heart, but never for crushing her vanity. “When faith Is lost, when honor dies’—the MARRIAG® is dead. “MARGIE” By Caroline Crawford —__~ Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World), by Press Publishing Co. Margery Mindon, nineteen, helps to support her widowed mother by working at the gentlemen's glove counter tn a large New York department store. Her most intimate “chum” Ie Maisie Lee, m fellow saleagirl. Malsie’s “steady” te Clarence Wimple, = floorwalker, Margle feels her real “Prince Charming’ will come along and live ap te her Ideals, Begin this sory to-day and vee how Margic’s dreams work out. BACK TO THE GLOVE COUNTER. OR two whole weeks Margie worked on the farm and enjoyed ‘life, Milly proved an admirable companion in the flelds and taught her how to hoe and plant and farm generally, She learned how to milk cows and make butter, and Milly's mother took her into the big, roomy kitchen and taught her how to make pies and dough- nuts, “Il wish you never had to go back to the city,’ said Milly one day. ‘Don’t you hate to stand behind a glove counter day ufter day, Margie? I can imagine it might be very inter- esting for a few days, but when it comes to week after week and maybe year after year—oh, dear, I love the Your Wedding Anniversary The Third+-The “Feather Wedding ” Copyright, 1923 (New York Wvening World) by Press Publishing Co. HE third anniversary ts scheduled as the feather wedding by one authority, while anoth:. lists it as the leather, so take you) choice, Decorations for the feather wedding may be extremely artistic. Peacock feathers lend thomeelves especially well to this purpose, and a collection of barnyard plumage may be used to advantage. For the table centreplece construct » rectangular receptacle with the hen- nery quills, and fill {t with peacock feathers or make a low tripod of the feathers into which set a bowl shaped receptacle to hold the peacock plumes. Tripods (to represent the three yeare of happiness) may be made of puper-covered wire overlaid with quills to serve as candle holders for the three candies on the table or the mantel. For the candies make tri- angular, (suggestive of three) panel frames of mat stock in any desired color, and either paint a feather de- sign on each panel or apply tiny pea- cock feathers with library paste. A three-armed candelabra would make an effective centrepiece, especially if it rested on @ wide disc of radiating pea- cock feathers arranged on the white centrepiece. Birds are suggestive of feathers and may be advantageously used in the decorative scheme. Among the crepe papers there is one with a large va- riety of birds that may be cut out and tasted together with a bit of cotton between. Wire attached to the feet makes it possible to perch these birds wherever desired. Another crepe paper composed of parrots that look very veal when perched on a paper covered wire hp suspended from the centre homes wali ight or doorways. Quills for decorative purposes may be made by cutting elongated ovals ‘out of crepe peper on the bias, and using paper covered wire for the centre If festoons are desired the fringed variety, {f tightly twisted, will give a feathery appearance, Birds fastened at intervals will furthor carry out the feaher jdea, Hxcellent imitations of peacock feathers may be produced with crepe paper. Instructions for making these are given free where these supplies are sold. ‘The quill pens make suitable favors. Select the long, bright colored ones for the ladies, ahd for the men there are short practical looking turkey- quill penholders. Baskets or boxes of crepe paper with one of the tiny birds perched on top make good bonbon- holders, Feather novelties are shown among the inexpensive favors dis- played in the shops. The usual head ornaments that form a jolly part of every party, should be of feathers. For the women have a band of ribbon or crepe paper covered with tiny feathers, and at the aide have two quills at an artistic slant, For the men have strips of colored mat stock with upstanding quills and one of two paper clips to adjust the proper size for the Indian headdress. The crepe paper in vary- ing colors will do micely for these aut! feathers, Among euitable gifts for this oc- casion are the feather fans, combs and bair ornaments of fancy feathers, siipper ornaments and handbags of ostrich; a beeutiful plume or one of those feather hats might prove ac- ceptable, Sana New Inventions PPARATUS invented by a Californian is claimed to teach @ person to dance by making (t Impossible for him to make the wrong motions Of Danish invention is appa- ratus that bottles milk under Pressure eo that it keeps fresh two years or more. An opener for condensed milk cans hae been invented that also closes them by reversing its motion. cows and the chickens, that's all.’’ “Oh, it isn't so bad," declared Mai gle as she hoed up a long angle worm and tosed it toa chicken. ‘‘There’s » girl named Maisie Lee who Is at the same counter with me and during dui! moments we talk and have a good deal of fun. I Mke it out here but I must confess I'm getting sort of lonesome for the roar of the elty, I'm used lo it, you know." “Maybe you'll meet some nice fel- low and then you won't have to work any more,” suggested Milly who had been hinting about Willis Channing ever since he hunted Margie out and called one evening as the two girls were sitting out on the veranda. “Maybe,” said Margie, .working away with great interest. “Is that handsome young chap who came out to see you one evening se- riously inclined?" finally asked Milly. “Not now.’ “You don’t mean you turned him down!’ exclaimed the farmer's daughter. Yes,’ laughed Margie, suddenly dropping her hoe and sitting down on the ground. Yos, I turned him down. Well, Milly, he tsn’t half as nice as he looka. “Well, you're so pretty I suppose you have some one else you like bet- ter,"’ stolcally summed up Milly, and that last sentence warmed Margi: heart. “IT do,’ she confessed. “‘l am very much interested in a man whom [ have always called my Prince Charm- ing. He ts of a different social stand- ing from me, but I always imagined he loved me. In fact we talked <0 much about love and ideals that | know we understand each other per- feotly. But, Milly, he mever proposed to me." “Give him time.’ “I was giving him time,"’ smiled Margie. ‘'I intended to let thing» drift along for years if necessary, then Willis Channing come into my life and I wondered if « girl could have two Prince Charmings. I liked Willis, | really admired him, but I wanted to wee if the man I loved would make good. Meanwhile this chum of mine Maisie Lee, knew 1 loved the othe: man and wondered if he loved me. She thought he ought to propose, calle: righ! on him and told him he had no to keep me guessing."’ “What did he say?’ breathless! y demanded Milly. rolled down her cheeks, She had come out Into the country to forget Willis Channing and Frank Spafford. She wanted to think things out and wai! for Spafford to hunt her out, but her mother’s letters contained no news of him. Her mother knew how anxious she was to hear some word, some message from this but every letter containg! |) ‘tence: =" have heard nothing | ipafford?"’ “Maybe he has gon. somewhere to think things out,” said Milly, try- ing to comfort Margie. ‘I believe he will come back to you, Margie. You are not the type of girl men run away from." “T believe he will come back too," declared Margie, smiling through hi tears. “I am going back to town to- morrow, back to the little old counter, and I believe he will seek me out, I wouldn't believe anything else for worlds."" To-Morrow— Concerning Frank Spafford, Bide