The morning news., 1897-08-15


little more music. But there appeared
( on the stage a lady who lives next door
10 US and who doesn't believe in corsets
Vi dIythihg that's frivolous, and she
cneered us by reading a poem called ''The
Hearse," which was calculated to harrow
the feelings of any mothers present and
give nightmares to nervous women No
oody applauded loudly enough for her to
give another recitation, although she was
prepared to do so at the slightest encour-
agement; but, as she said to me this morn
ing over the fence: What can Won ex-
pect OF neighborhood where they never
heard of Browning and don't know wheth-
er Buddnlsts live on vegetables or not?'
l answered by saying: "N hat can you?"
And she's invited me in to have tea, and
hear her read
Inc end of the musicale was on the Vio-
I'm. Now, l haven't anything against the
Young man that played the violin-he was
graduated at Princeton, and. although
lnefe nothing nearer to us in the way
oI water than pond he wears yachting
gel up all the tine-but l did feel sorry
Tor the fiddle itself. He made it howl and
squeak, emit fearful yells and act alto
sether as II IL We're possessed of all the
httle red and black devils that ever ex-
lsted. When he got through he said the
piece was by Wagner. He call it 'Vog-
her' which, of course. showed at once
Whal great musician ne is and how lit
tie We know.
"A lady then gave US recitation that
was called comic. Perhaps it was, but it
ddh seem so to me. / never can under
stand why women will go out of the Urav
20 MAKE monkeys of themselves. In many
instances the good Lord has saved them
the trouble But that presumably sane
person of the sex known as fair should
indulge in horse play and make a general
donkey of herself conV!nces me more than
ever that limited suffrage is what we
want.
When everything was over we bought
lemonade. We needed it sadly. Never be-
fore did I realize how much lemonade a
small boy could drink. One, to my certain
knowledge drank seven tumblers emptv.
and as l never saw him return the eighth
glass | am forced to believe that he swal-
lowed IL. It's a dreadful thing to have a
magnificent thirst like that wasted on a
small boy. Naturally we all had a good
time. But the fair and entertainment
started me to wondering some things:
Why, because my baby daughter hap
pens to be able to drum out popular tune
on the piano and my son and heir is able
TO accompany her on the mouth organ,
snail | inf1tct their accomplishments on
their neighbor?
Why, if a visiting niece of 10 years is
my day be spent in retailing them to my
neighbor, who is bored by them?
Have you or / or anybody else any right
whatever to foist bad music, worse sing
Ing and tiresome stories on the world at
large? Not the slightest. Children cease
to be children and cease to be lovable
when they are developed into bores by be-
ing put on exhibition. like a good child
but rather than see one over whom have
any control bother people by asking ques.
tions, give them headaches by banging or
the piano or make them wish that poets
had never lived by recitiug l would con
duct that child up stairs and out-Herot
| Herod by cutting its head off
Undoubtedly a child is a wellspring Of
pleasure, but the world a large, off for g
summer outing, wishes very, very otter
that that spring were dry. Teach chill
dren to be polite, to be happy, and allow
them to be children, not interested il
what their elders are saying, not curious
about every bit of gossip, not tiresomt
prigs or juvenile offenders, but healthy
happy children. That's the sort you like
isn't it? And that's the variety approved
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