The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-02-17

| Having gone about with us more or less
gives them a certain prestige with an
I ether class l often see them with a
queer lot at the horse shows, opera, races
etc. People like that always drop out Of
the running sooner or later"
Patient With the Living
Sweet friend when thou and I are gone,
Beyond earth's weary labor,
When small shall be our need of grace
From comrade or from neighbor,
Past all che strife. the toll. the care,
And done with all this signing,
What tender truth shall we have gained
Alas, by simply dying?
Then lips too chary Of their praise
win tell our merit over,
And eyes too swift our faults to see
Shall no defect discover.
Then hands chat would not lift stone
Where stones were thick 10 cumber
Our steep hill-path will scatter flowers
Above our pillowed slumber.
Sweet friend, perchance both thou and l,
Ere love is past forgiving,
Should take the earnest lesson home
Be patient with the living.
To-day's repressed rebuke may save
our binding tears tomorrow;
Then patience-een when keenest edge
May Whet nameless sorrow.
tbs easy to be gentle when
Deaths silence shames our clamor.
And easy to discern the best
through memory's mystic glamour;
But wise 1t were for thee and me-
Ere love is past forgiving,
To take the tender lesson home
Be patient with the living
Margaret L. Sangster in the New York
Tribune.
1t is very hard for a woman to under
stand the workings of mans heart Her
own emotions are for the most part con-
cealed beneath a shining LID of convention
allty How then, can this self-contained
Weh-guarded creature called woman I'M
derstand mans way of venting his feel
ings the instant he has any to vent?
There is that case in Brooklyn, saws the
New York Mail and Express, where an
insulted husband let his feelings spoil
the dinner Of great many innocent per
sons. That this man had a reprehensi-
bic Wife is possibly true, and she was in
discreet, according to social ethics, for
instead of taking dinner at home she
took 1t at restaurant, with a man not
her husband
There could have been nothing hidden
ABOUT IT. for the husband seemed to have
little difficulty in finding the restaurant
where she was eating. or course. he was
hurt by the temporary desertion. but
what his feelings prompted him to 10 ia
SO essentially masculine that II battles the
feminine mind to find excuse for IL. This
angry man-with right indubitably on his
side-made of himself a public nuisance
by stalking dramatically into the restau.
rant ana addressing the diners who were
not concerned. He explained that the
iady to whom he was pointing was his
WIFE, and gave also the name of her com.
panlon. Then he begged pardon for the
interruption, stating that it was necessary
that he might not be misunderstood in
what ne was about to do. He concluded;
Ihere is only one thing that a man can
do under such circumstances. ana am
ABOUT to do IT,. Then he approached the
oHending man and struck him in the face
now, the question a woman naturally
asks is: Why should the Offended HUSBAND,
and men in general-think that a blow I'm
the race. dealt where it would annoy the
pubic, a proper retaliation for offense?
why was that the only thing a man could
90 under the circumstances?
Lady Francis Hope, writing in the New
YORK Herald about lonlness of girls in
L IRVING
10 convince people that we girls are ever
lonely. even in New York-we girls who
sing songs and dance before you nightly.
doing our level best to make YOU forget
your troubles. You don't believe me when
tell You what a dreadful, big. lonesome
place it is, as compared with Bethlehem.
Pa, or London. England.
tlrst time | came to New York wasn't
l lonesome! Well, just say wasn't! Why.
l nearly died. l was ten yeans old. and
L had been born and lived every day
of my life in the little town Of Rethiebem
Now, you need never have been in Beth
iehem' Pa, 10 know just what sort OF
town II IS. You 90 to church on sun
day ana TO the postoffice every day. and
you walk down Main street on summer
evenings without any hat on You know
everybody and everybody knows you. and
ahyDody you don't know it's very easy
anu quick to get acquainted with.
We stopped at boarding house in
Grainercy Park, my grandmother and l.
She kept hotel in Bethlehem and had
come to New York on business. so that
was left all to myself. Right after
breakfast l went into Gramercy Park
to pay with the little girls there l never
dreamed that there could be such stylish
httle girls. They seemed like fairy prin
cesses TO me, with their white dresses
anu pedutlIui SILK SaSheS-SasheS Wpr,
all the rage then. And their hats were an
trimmed with loads of artificial flowers
and grandmother never would buv mo
hats with flowers on.
But although my clothes were so he
hlnd the times and my hat only had
streamers on 1t, / did not hesitate to at
tempt to join the fairy Processes in their
play AT first they didn't pay the leas,
OIL OF attention to me. Nobody came I'D
ana asked me my name. as l would have
zone mad a strange little girl come to
Bethlehem. After a while l went up to
real pleasant little girl who was leaning
on her hoop and l said: my names
May Yohe." She Strengthened herself IN
ana stared at me. but l was undaunted.
And 1 live in Bethlehem, Pa"
She stared worse than ever. Then
thought ia surprise her by letting ber
know how really important the girl was
whom she was trying 10 freeze
And my grandmother keeps the hotel
there" ! said triumphantly.
To this very day it makes my blood bo1
70 think now that stuck up young Miss
tSpperty-tiop tossed her head and curled
her lip at this bit of innocent informa-
ton She thereupon told me with the
most freezing politeness ana scorn that
under no consideration could she plav
with a little girl whose grandmother kent
a hotel even though the hotel should he
the Fifth Avenue Itself Her mamma
didn't allow.
was too crushed to say a word ana
went back to the boarding bouse v,i.h -,