The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1905-07-22
Of Interest
to Women.

In these days when every other chit
of a girl one meets, not to mention
women whose experience might give
them some warrant for it, affects the
blase and takes Schopenhauerian
view of life, it is positively refreshing
to meet a real optimist. There was a
| fishing party one day last week and
| the fishing was poor and the weather
| hot. After the picnic dinner, when
| everybody had eaten too much and
drunk too much and, being cross and
| dyspeptic in consequence, sat around
cursing the fishing luck and growing at
the heat and fighting flies and compar-
! ing liver remedies, Evangeline, who is
over twenty-five and married and not
therefore to be expected to take an
extremely rosy view of life, interrupted
| the grumblingS of the rest by drawing
out: You know, L suppose I might
worry about things, too, but 1 don't.
I'm just SO glad to be alive
OF course it spoils the effect of the
story somewhat to add that Evangeline
| is bride of less than a year.
| The son and heir, four weeks old,
| had the collie, the nurse was out for a
few hours and the young mother, ut
| terly inexperienced in the ways of
babies or collie, was walking the floor
with him in desperation and in spite
| of all the warnings she had had
against that method of quoting him.
Just when she was ready to drop with
worry and fatigue visitors came to call
upon the new baby, and in the party
was wise old maid who knows all
about babies and who promptly re-
! lieved the mother of her screaming
charge and, for wonder, quoted him.
After he had fallen asleep the house
maid brought in a tray of glasses and
| somebody proposed the health of the
son and heir. Here's to Paul, Junior"
said his big uncle raising his glass.
And the young mother added: And
| long may he sleep!
Now what do you think of this?
Just picked up a woman's magazine
and saw this heading: ''Wise Sugges-
tions-Making a Beginning on Your
Christmas Gifts
really the worst handicap person can
have. Last summer Mrs. Going South
| went east for the summer, joining her
sister and some Chicago friends at one
of the Atlantic coast resorts. 1t was
one of those quiet old fashioned
places where the older customs still
persist and where the cottage habit has
not depopulated the hotels-in fact,
there is not much to it beside one or
two long hotels where very nice sort
of middle class people are to be found
who go there summer after summer
and become very well acquainted year
by year. This was Mrs. South's first
| appearance, however. Mrs. South is
one of these women who are always
talking about their husbands. It is
Going this and "Going" that all day
long with her and she hadn't been
around the hotel three days before
every woman in it knew what Going
liked for breakfast, how crazy he was
about her pink hat, what fine horse
man he was, how good about buying
things for the house. and how he
hated to have her work herself to
death at the church fairs. To hear her
talk one would have imagined that
Going was very unusual man indeed,
because while she was always Dragging
about him, her criticisms of the men
she inclined to be too easily placed.
The last two weeks of her stay
Going dragged himself away from
"the business she had so much to say
about that everybody imagined he was
a frenZied financier at least and Joined
her. OF course you are prepared for
the worst now and will not be sur
ing proved to be just a plain little
man, perhaps five feet seven in height,
wearing a Sickly mouStache and
clothes that needed pressing and
wasn't a god or anything like that.
Just human and a clerk in a bank
in the little old Kansas town they came
from.
Can't you just hear the other women
scott and sneer when she introduced
him? But it would never have occur
red to them that anything was wrong
with her husband if Mrs. Going South
hadn't touted him so busily.
An over-zealous advance agent is
really the worst handicap a person can
have.
The draped skirt has come along nat.
urally enough in the wake of the red