New-York tribune., 1908-06-14
HAGApoRN HALL, CHICAGO, Ill.

flowers and a nice glass
case wouldn't become me at all --
Thanks too for all you wrote about
YOUR horne-about the table linen,
and the baby and the chickens, and the recipe for
caramel ice cream, and the church socable, and
the canary, and the rubber heels on your boots!
Thanks for the whole, sweet good sense and under
standing of you! I'm 50 glad you're not one OF
those women who find housekeeping a bother L
don't know what they're talking about: If they
went threshing around in all sorts of weather,
meeting all kinds of people, having to watch out
like a lynx for danger signals, and, IN spite OF
all they could do, losing their faith in humanity,
| reckon they'd think better OF Housekeeping and
house abiding than they do.
NV! but they re safe, those women-those count
less thousands of women in their snug little homes
with their babies scrambllng around them, and the
right to say who shall and who shall not cross the
threshold! ! don't say they haven't their trials. |
know they have. They have to work hard, and
thew must give themselves for others endleSsly
but after all, Delphine, what a background they
haveI Just think how Home looms up! When
woman stands with that up behind her, she can be
mighty Indifferent to the arrows that hurled.
| say, my dear, doesn't it come across you that
am a trife-just a triie-incOnsistent? Why, only
the other day | was blowing about the stagnatlOn
to be suffered down Grand DetOur. The city tor
me, | said | came up here with great bluster
didn't l? And have succeeded remarkably we'll
Delphine. The cunning little dollars keep coming
in. Indeed, they have been as prompt as mamma !;
and So do you know, | sent for dear old Aunt
Louise She's here at Hagadorn Hail. mothering
everyone, from the ranch woman to the art critic
d good time; but just let anyone get in any sort of
trouble and it's Aunt Louise to the fore She S
the drum major then, whether your trouble is a
cold on the chest or a break in the heart.
T CAN'T tell you how different l feel, Aunt
Louise is here. She SO unworldly that you might
not think her advice worth much along certain
lines; but, my dear, it is worth everything, and
m finding that the it's good is because
she doesn't recognize the COmpleXity of things,
the need for compromise. She has few good rules,
and follows them, and the state of the persons
their splendor learning any such thing
doesn't affect her principles. You may say that
she has recipes for happiness; and really, if you
follow them, you come out all right told her the
other night that she talked just like Socrates.
Nothing, she believes can harm the righteous man.
He may be slain, he may be ruined by liars may
know starvation his friends may desert him: bur
nothing can really harm him. She's wonderful
Aunt Louise She goes everywhere with me, and
she makes friends among all sorts. 1t may be Il
banana peddler or policeman at the corner, or
the imposing friends of our art crltlc,-who has
perfectly good social position,-but once they look
at Aunt Louise and how her eyes shine with d
inward light and how her white hair parts above
her clear brow, and her thin lips smile little, and
t:emble in the smiling they are done for--ver the
ropes and counted out.
You know, it's the funniest thing how | have
been caught mapping | always have loathed, de
tested. and held contempt The ChaIeTCn idea.