The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1898-11-05

soul, says Dorothy Mauuox al tnc iia
delphia Inquirer" She generally starts
in with a limited number and ends by
having secured a budget that keeps her
tor the rest of her life time on the qui
yive.
She will tell you, if interested to know
how she eamesin possession Of so many,
that they are exchanges. She has glvea
the best Of her stock for the best OF
some other womar's.
In that way she lays in a nice little
4 collection for all sorts of occasions, Here
is an old superstition. l went to a sale
with a friend not long since. When we
got to the auction room I saw her run her
eyes up and down the rows of seats and
\ anxiously search, as I supposed, for q
comfortable corner. She was actually
hunting. SO she expressed It, flor her
lucky spot"
IT have one, said she. "and if I cannot
get it nv luck is gone as far as this sale
is concerned
Sure enough it had been taken We
Slipped into some seats. The sale be-
gan. MY friend missed every article she
had been in hopes of getting.
Il knew it. No luck for me this day |
felt it in my bones as soon as ! found l
had lost my lucky seat. A dear old Ger
man water bottle / got on thai spot. On
and lots of choice bargains. Next tlma
| come here to a sale l won't stay il that
seat has gone"
And l am sure she will stick fast 10
| this determination. I know women who
never dare say they are in good health,
| refuse to admit that anything Is gong
| right with them unless they touch WOOD
afterwards. 1t is hard to believe that
anything in petticoats grown to woman
| hood can be so silly. It is true and the
| superstitious ones take as much comfort
in this superstition and all others as any
| school girl going.
1t is the correct thing to talk books,
| and If YOU haven't time to read the latest
ones you must scan the reviews ana get
a smatering tot what's going on in the
literary world.
1t is most embarrassing to have to ST
in dumb silence and listen to criticisms
hof characters and plots and authors that
one knows nothing about.
Two book lovers got together the other
night. One had read exhaustiveiy, the
other had only nibbled about the edges.
The literary nibbler's excus was lack
Of time, but more than this, lack OF ma
terial. She could not get hold OF the
books she longed to read.
They were, declared she, too expensive
10 buy and borrowing was against her
principles. A library membership was
suggested.
you are then sure Of the very latest
works, Z said the one who had read every
hing-at least so it seemed to the book
lover who had read but little.
Il know, but cannot bear to handle
books that have been thumbed over by
| goodness knows whom. Can YOU! a
spotted page makes me positively i'll. 1t
takes away all the flavor, the spice OF
the best story going. Pages that look as
if they might nave been picked up during
the process Of getting a dinner go against
my grain. I suppose this seems fooiish,
but 1 cannot help it. l wish l could.'
Appealed to, the answer came as one
( might expect it to from a very loyeiy
woman
Now. 1 never feel that way. Never. l
enjoy books tina have been read. as |
can see, by a great many people. ] mag
inc the delight they mus have extracted
from them. poor tired souls, perhaps, who
have no other means of cutting loose
| from the commonplace of their lives We
will take the spotted page, for instance.
l should not mind it, for l should picture
| some hurried mother who must snatch
| her literary treats as she can get them,
picking up the book with the spotted page
perhaps right after she has been peeling
potatoes. Oh, if you try, my dear, You
| can idealize ever a begrimed page that
| delights you with it's cleverness. Admit i
am right?.
There was a dubiou shake of the head,
an emphatic no. which forbade fur
ther discussion.
"A dear thing you are. I believe if any
body should prick you, you would bleed
delight"
I could not help saying just this to the
radiant creature who, after telling me OF
the pleasures that had been hers for
weeks past, ended with
Il felt as if I must store up every bit
| Of the beautiful sunshine that came my
way during vacation days for the small
boys under my care"
| call such a desire SO charming for
one to express who must give many hours
during the weeks to come to pupils-boys
at that.
A boy represents to me a nice httie
4 animal if he has clean face and hands
and there are not too many doubtful
places about his neck and ears. but |
don't believe it would ever enter into my
calculations to store up sunshine for his
especial benefit.
Come to think of it, the idea is alto
gether captivating. Imagine giving the
small being, defenseless against the nag
ging that is too often his portion, plenty
of sunshine, during school hours.
Poor little ch&o. Too often home sum
shine is to him an unknown blessing. And
imagine his being dosed with sunshine in
the school room, that one spot on earth
that is the average boys idea of all that
is dismal in life.
Sunshine and spelling and reading and
arithmetic mixed The plan might have
come straight from Paradise. Real heart
sunshine, too. Nothing bogus about it.
can speak for the quality of the soul
| rays If they are melted out to her pupils
i by this lovable one who has carried her
charges in her heart during the days she
has spent free from the thraidom that
must be a part of every teachers life, l
care not how delightfully."- placed.
For the women who must work there
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