Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-11-10

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| N NWftNES Nt&tp originated with Mrs.
| WSSIG%xD. MAfl Georgetown Heights,
LnRSNM (WNfl who designed the
tNAz WI )tyNF pins and personally
WYNN H. ~ INV superintended their
| u LAS Az manufacture. The
| club members, with
| the single exception of Mrs. Fin de Steele,
are delighted with the quilts. Mrs de Sic
| Gle pronouncas the design lacking in orig
! inality ard remarks that the wearing OF
| any sort of badge is distinctly bad taste
and is the sort of thing one might expect
| from the Ladies and Gents Social Club
| Mrs. Georgetown Heights has been heard
| to say that so long as Frances willard
| wears Kings Daughters cross and Lady
| Henry Somerset a white ribbon Americans
| in trade-Mrs. de Siecle's husband Is dry
goods merchant-will net be hurt by silver
goose feather.
These things, however, were not said
openly at the club meeting on Thursday at
the Congressman's house Mrs. George
town Heights came late and brought the
pins with her.
Il must apologize for being late" she
said. "but my little girl, you know, was
vaccinated not long ago, and is really quite
sick"
WHO is your doctor?' asked the Con-
CHEESEMAN'S wife.
DIR. Doseum Dash"
well. l don't wonder the child is sick.
That man shouldn't doctor a sick cat for
me-"
"Oh, but he isn't a veterinary surgeon"
protested Mrs Heights.
|. We'll" went on the Congressman's wife,
you'd think he by the doses he gives.
Why, he killed Mrs. Jones, 1 know for
fact"
"Dr Oldways is the only one in town I'd
have" said the matron i'll the corner.
"Oldways!' exclaimed the woman in the
Cerise collar, why, he doesn't know any
thing. He's eclectic"
80 is your doctor, DR.. Blank" answered
the matron.
Indeed he isn't. He's of the regular
school"
Regular school," put In Mrs. de Steele,
they re all that-the old fogfes. / wouldn't
let an allopathic man touch one of my chill,
dren. They just desc you to death"
Women and Doctors.
The Congressman's wife was beginning
to look bit nervous, feeling that she had
started the discussion. Just then, however,
Miss Pension Bureau opened her volume of
Mother Goose and said:
We'll, all doctors are bad to my way of
thinking, out, OF course each of us has the
only rerlable one in town. Mother Goose,
however, though she does not mdorse the
allCpathic school, certainly pokes fun at
the theory of homeopathy. She says:
There was a man in our town,
And he was wondrCus wise;
He jumped into bramble bush,
And scratched out both his eyes;
AMI when he found his eyes were out,
With all his might and main,
He jumped into another bush
And scratched them in again
That is certainly meant to show the alb
surdity of the 'Simiiia similibus curantui'
idea. Ridiculous, l call it."
1nasmuch as her physician and her dress
maker are the two persons on earth whom a
woman Will not nave abused, ii looked for
a moment as If the meeting were to de-
generate into a discussion of the relative
merits of Washington medical men. Mrs.
West End, however, came to the rescue.
Il think that Mother Goose believes in
the faith cure-or perhaps L should say, the
mind cure. l find in this connection, the
following passage:
Little Tommy Grace had a pain in his
face,
SO bad that he couldn't say letter;
When in came Johnny Long, singing such
a funny SONG,
That Tommy laughed, and then he felt
much better
"Tommys complaint is purely imaginary,
and just as soon as Johnny succeeds IN
taking his mind off it, it yanishes.'
ITS barely possible said the rnatron,
who has boys of her own, that Tomny's
complaint was that terrible and mysterious
Illness school boys have so often-that
comes on about the time they get up. and
lasts with frishtfui severity till just after
O'clock
Everybody smiled at this, but Mrs. West
End went on.
still, laughter is a great cure. 1t is I'M
doubtedly true that low spirits predispose
one to disease, and high spirits help one to
throw sickness off,
Yes" said the woman with a past, but
aren't low spirits in themselves a symptom
OF disease? Now, there's Crosspatch:
"'Crosspatch, draw the latch
Sit by the fire and spin.
Take a cup and drink 1t up,
And call the neighbOrs in
Selashncss of Girls.
Il interpret that to mean that Crosspatch
| is cross simply because she Is not feeling
| well. She is at just that stage Of intoler-
| able nervousness-we all have felt 1t, I'm
| sure-whsn all she wants is 10 be let alone.
| The idea of being obliged to talk to visitors
| or even to them drives her wild. But
what does she do? Why, she brews a cup
of tea, drinks it, and straightway feels able
| to see people. That merely goes to Show
| that the mild stimulant of cup Of tea can
| convert sGrly, nervous woman into a
companionabe being. Another cup for me-
| please. Mrs. Congressman"
Il took a very much deeper meaning for
that exquisite little poem,' said the Ad
| vancsd Member. 1T seems to me you err
| in seeing orly the materialistic side. Now,
| to me- CrosSpatch rs a woman to whom sor-
| row has come She makes her grief god
| as so many women do. She shuts herself
| away from the world, to nurse her selfish
| unhappiness. She will no one, she will
| not live a useful life she will simply sit
| within doors brooding day after day over
| her grief. At last, however change comes
| over her. She begins to realize that she is
| losing her place in the world-that she Is
not doing her duty, that she is selfish in her
grief. She drains the cup of unhappineSS
| and determining to forget It, calls her
| neighbors in That is to say, she goes back
| to life, and takes again her rightful place in
| the world. owen Meredith says somewhere
| that 1t is easy enough to die-to live Is the
| hard thing. 1 think any Of us who has
| ever felt crushing grief realizes this. 1t
| is so easy to draw into our own little shells
| and live with our unhappiness. 1t Is only
! the courageous woman who puts cheerful
face on and proceeds to live brave, unset
fish life"
| why, that's sermon" said Mrs. Fin
| de Steele. THE poem l have doesn't ad-
| NIT of anything Of that sort, and yet It
| emphasizes a bit Of human nature quite as
| universally true as the selfishness Of grief
| "a little boy and little girl
| Lived in an alley;
| Said the little boy to the little girl.
| Shall l? Oh, shall II"
| Said the little girl to the little boy,
| What will you dor"
/ hop 70 ha Of II