The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1909-12-03
A Belle and Beauty Busted.


Jr., the one time pretty Miss Louise
Morris, and considered the handsom-
est woman in the United States, has
been granted divorce from her
painter husband, sporting man and
millionaire among other things,
has caused the newspapers to spread
1t on thick. The woman in the case
explains her conduct by saying she
arrived at the conclusion that she
and her husband were "out of har-
mony." Now that is what we like to
hear. We like to see these rich,
these painfully and vulgar rich,
looking for something, God knows
what, suddenly discovering that they
are out of harmony and asking a di-
vorce. Mrs. John Jacob Astor, last
week, also was separated from her
darling and got as side swipe ten
millions of coin. That was also
case of inharmonious action or
something or other. Too bad that
the sacred marriage vow is made
such a cheap football by the rich
cads and caddies.
The Baltimore woman and the
New York woman were simply out
of their spheres. Beauty was op-
pressive to the one and the other
had so much money she didn't know
what to do with it. Then they ran
riot. We don't know as they were
immoral, it wouldn't make any diff
ference to either side of such house
If they were. But they really had so
nd
spend it, that they thought divorce
would help some. OF course they
will all be married again. Some
rotten affinity will show up; they
will take another dive in the matri-
monial sea and then after awhile
they will ask for divorce again and
get it.
God fixes the purse proud and the
| very rich, He seems to make them
very miserable. You can't tell us
that money removes human nature
not even little bit. The Balti-
more belle was the same with her
millions as she was without them.
The millions only gratified her van
| ity and her desires for the body.
The soul knows nothing about gold
and the beautiful woman who
would have made some poor man a
happy home made for the rich
sportsman a place for awhile and
then they were both weary and both
willing to give it up. Old John
Rockefeller and Andy Carnegie and
all the bunch of rich ones are Crop
ing about day after day and at night
toss on their pillows wondering how
to get rid of the burden, and they
can't do 1t. The beautiful women
who marry the millions soon find
that the simple country maid who
milks the cow and washes the dishes
and goes out with her brave lover
for buggy ride is far happier than
the we'll dressed, luxuriously groom
ed and gourmand fed flesh that
sports the name of millionaire.
Surely Kipling didn't have to see a
picture of Vampire to write about
a rag and a bone and a hank of
hair because any society woman
in New York with a few extra mil
lions would have suggested 1t to
him.
The newspapers feed their readers
on this kind of dirty stuff; the d.
vorce proceedings of the millionaires
who are vicious and vulgar and
coarse and colorless unless they
paint it on. The automobiles are
killing many of them; the others are
killing themselves and happiness is
unknown to them.
Happy is the girl who has no mil
lions. Happy is the woman who is
the wife of the sturdy man who
works and tolls, and thrice happy
when she has family of little ones
of the doings of these very rich; OF
their dirt and their slime, thankful
she should be that God found her 8
husband who wasn't rich-only IL
mind and heart.
These divorced drabs and these
hemale bawls who go after beauty
only to debauch it and make it mis-
cradle will some day be down ant
out. Gradually, but surely, the
world is getting away from them.
Think of 1.-THE handsomest wo
man in the United States marrying
man with million and thel
scandalizing the good old mothel
who brought her into the world BY
discovering that she and her hus
band were mot in harmony" Thinl
of the excuse-and think what courts
mean in allowing such fiimsy pre-
texts to break the marriage vow.