The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-09-14
WOMAN'S WORLD

already 20 cents to the good at the
company's expense, l didn't have the
nerve to stand up for my rights and
demand the change due me-upon my
word, l didn't"
The top fiatter heaved an admiring
sign: Dear me- she said, how very
good you are. didn't know you were
SO conscientious. You are much more
honest than l am. Now, IL l had been
IN your place l should have made a
night for my change, in spite of my
previous haul; feel quite sure that 1
should"
Mrs. Betterton waved aside this I'M
stinted praise with a deprecatory ges-
lure Don't say a word" she cried.
GU don't know me. I'm not really
good. after all. You see, we had the
same conductor coming uptown that
we had going down, and-and-well.
l was afraid that he had come to his
senses and would remember me. 9th
erwise l should have raised a row,
too"
Preserve me from the antics of an
angel child" said a loving but much
tried mother to a representative of the
New York Times. my three-year-old
baby is one of them, and by the time
ne is ten years old he will have caused
ME more gray hairs than all my other
children put together, and they were
ordinary little human imps of mischief,
whom no one ever thought of calling
angels. They are average children, as
children go; are naughty sometimes;
the rod is not spared for them: but
they never dreamed of the mischief
into which my angel-faced baby runs
daily and comes out unperturbed with
the face and temper of a. cherub, while
there Is a general petition sent in from
every one around for his pardon. How
could I think of Furnishing him any
way, when he is apparently uncon-
scious of even a thought of harm?
Only the other day he was sent out
dressed in clean clothes to play. There
were little blue overalls and a white
shirt waist. OF course, as there was
mud and water left from a recent rain
in the deep gutter In front of the
house, the baby made for II immedi-
ately. Up and down ne ran in the
mud, scattering himself from head to
foot. Then it occurred to him that he
must climb the bank above, where it
was steepest, which he lid, only to
tumble down into the water Hat on his
stomach. His nerves III e too strong
for tears, and after he had recovered
from the surprise and shock he was
quite pledS6U 10 ilHQ Himself Lying III
the water, and began to paddle around
decided to climb the bank again, ana
with the same result, only that this
time ne fell on his back. Then again
he was perfectly delighted, and lay
there padding until one of the maids
CHANGED TO see him and called him out.
He came, for he is one of the most
obedient of children, but only to run
AROUND the house and 5aek into the
mud again. That was when / ,iscov-
cred him ard took Kin, In with some
strenuousn,ss, amid the cries Of every
one around, that l was MT to whip
him. How could I, when he put his
arms, null and all, around my neck
and kissed RE with great warmth. But
his clothes Lave been hanging on the
line for two weeks and the CRIME of
that mud is not bleached ous yet. It is
much easier to deal with an ordinary
naughty child about whom there is
nothing angelic" a
Upon the steamers deck they met.
Midway across the ocean.
Calm was the sea as could be, yet
The ship was full of motion.
BY day he read to her, and when
The stars were bright above her.
Between the hours of nine and ten
He learned to play the lover.
OF course, the little romance grew,
Until there came the moment
When there was nothing else to do
But find what yes or no meant.
He braced himself as best he could,
His pulse was firm and steady.
And while his appetite was good,
He found the words were ready.
He sought her by the taffrail. where
She lingered-lovely dreamer!
He took her hand; he called her fair;
When, suddenly, the steamer
Rose proudly up and took plunge
This happens in all sea tales
And love-well, love threw up the
sponge,
We won't go into details.
From Life.
Little things-odds, trifies-can wear
away a woman's life IL she will let
them.
Women are so constituted that they
are naturally lovers of detail. and as
such are in constant danger Of being
wholly submerged by the small calls.
upon their time.
In the access of new ideas" women
are in danger of crowding their lives
into corner.
One Of them is slave to her bric-a-
brac, another Is overcome by fancy
work and still another has new form
of new thought" once a week.
She Is the most emaciated and nerv-
Gus of the lot
Although women were never in such
danger before of being covered out of
sight with the new thought. they are
also, by wise provision OF things.
given weapons against the very trou-
Bile.
Homework, cluttered with the new
ideas, would kill woman IL 1t ware
not for the many inventions that have
sprung into life to make 1t easy.
How to select these Is a problem in
itself, but once settled, the wheels of
the machinery run smoothly enough.
The. secret is discrimination, wise Sc
lection, moderation.
Look calmly on take what YOU need
in the way of ideas for regulating your
life. and the rest will be easy.
The foxes that are DESTROYING the
vines" are the tyrannical little things.
Yes" said the young man. accord
ing to the Philadelphia Ledger, as ne
threw himself at the feet of the pretty
school teacher, II love you, and would
go to the worlds end for you"
"You could not go to the end of the
world for me- George The world, or
the earth, as it is called. Is round, like
a ball. slightly fiattened at the poles.
One of the first lessons In elementary
,voA1raphv is devoted to the shape of