The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1910-03-31

"A iltlb IDOfG lOkS u III IlIIhNo , SONNAf
A little less zeal for established truth;
A little more charity in our views,
A little less thirst for the daily news;
And so we are folding our tents away
And passing in silence at close OF day.
A little more leisure to sit and dream,
A little more real the things unseen;
4 little nearer to those ahead,
With visions of those long-loved and dead;
And so we are going to where all must go,
To the place the living may never know.
A little more laughter, a little more tears,
And we shall have told our increasing
years;
The book is closed. and the prayers are said,
And we are a part of the countless dead.
Thrice happy, then, if some soul can say:
Il live because he has passed my way
New York Times.
-o-.o-
Woman and Her Health.
The most forward step in medicine is
the lack of it. This is not an Irish bull,
but a truism.
In other days medicine was given for
every known ailment, real and imagi-
nary. A finger ache, a moment of de-
preston, a slight cold, a night of indi-
gestion, produced the spoon and the bot
tie.
Sometimes the doctor was consulted,
often not. There was a cure for every
i'll in the fairly medicine chest, and the
stomach ha0 TO digest as many oppos-
ing medicines as foods. 1t was the clear
ing house for every i'll
Patent medicines were as freely taken
as those from private prescription. What
a neighbOr recommended was cheerfully
swallowed without a thought of the adage
that what is flesh to one is poison to
another.
Considering the centuries of this abuse
e 4LA I.oC4;1 II a N nn &c ms
startling as an airship and a wireless
message. These things are together in
the marvellous achievements of the CEN
fury.
The classes. and some of the masses,
are as afraid of medicine as OF disease.
Doctors do not hesitate to omit it alto
gether IN certain cases. The expensive
and widespread fight against too much
belief in patent medicines has put the
nation on its guard.
Women, and they are the chief offend
ers. have been severely taught to leave
a neighbours medicine alone as they
would her chickens or her flowers. The
doctrine of one prescription for one per-
son has been preached into every lntelll-
gence.
1t has also been beaten into the human
brain that it is. not always wise to be
ones own doctor: that the prescription
of two years ago is not the medicine for
today.
The laity has been unpleasantly as
sured that the chemicals that would cure
one person might kill another.
Schools and doctors have taught wom-
an so much about her body, her tissues,
her nerves, the intricac1es of her stom-
ach. that she has al abiding fear and
respect for herself. She has learned the
body's power and she is afraid to tam
per with it.
And so today there is a Joyful revolu-
ton in every enlightened woman's at
titude toward health. She has learned
a great lesson, which may preserve her
and bequeath to posterity a finer bod
lily equipment to fight the battle for life.
She has been taught to use natures
remedies instead OF those of the drug
gist, and her instructors are doctors.
She has learned that indigestion means
rest for the stomach; that headache
means rest and sleep for the whole body;
that nervousness and irritation mean an
enforced period of quiet life; that bad
temper is the outcome of overworked
nerves and that she wants to give her
self less to do.
She has learned that depression and
melancholy are cured by fresh air and
exercise; that too much self-depreciation,
Self-crlticlSm, mean that she is too much
involved in her own affairs, and that she
needs contact with others woes and
joys.
She has learned the Importance of
food, the necessity of air, the recupera-
tive powers of sleep and the invaluable
tonic of keeping a few hours for her
self instead of giving them all to the
public.
Feminine Restlessness.
According TO holy writ, man was made
when the Maker was but an apprentice.
Having become skilled in the construc-
ton of man, the master hand then
turned to woman and made a perfect
thing. Thus run the archives on the
vintage of femininity.
But, laying aside all consideration of
the inferior modelling of the male, | have
at times wished that one more pat had
been given the model marked Exhibit
B-Eve." and that this finishing touch
might have eradicated what l shall call
woman's restlessness. Let it be under
Stood, by all means, hat l dare to make
this criticism only III the humblest of
subjugated mien and with a full realiZa-
ton of the inferiority of the mere man
model But let me. for the sake of those
dear women whom l may help-let me
make it.!
If l we're to crochet a border about the
feminine world it would be done in a
pattern so ably laid down by that prince
of philosophers, "Grandad" Willet:
Count your blessings!" And if my
crocheting were of such a character
as to recommend hat l be entrusted
with the finishing Of the fancy work, l
would work in a centerpiece so plainly
that she who runs may read: For good
ness sake quit fussing!"
Restlessness of woman has broken up
more homes han liquor, and made in
constancy look to its laurels IN the dl-
vorce courts. Encourage your husband
to go as high as his talents, coupled with
your assistance and praise, will carry
him. Inspire him to Guido even himself
but beware of fretting him by restless
ness or by showing him you are dissatis-
fed! Teach him to reach high, but
school yourself to be content with the
fruit within his arms length. There is
nothing that so disheartens a man as a
discontinued wife, a wife who is always
complaining of her lot n bemoaning her
condition in life! No woman ever spurred
a man onward and upward by nagging
at him or by making ugly comparisons!
The happiness of today dwells for the
most part in the cottage, and yet thou
sands of women are making themselves
and their families miserable by yearning
and worrying for a mansion. Happiness
is not a material thing that one can cor
ner in a castle or choke into submission
with a golden cord. Happiness is a con-
dition of the mind, a part of your being,
a thing within you that needs to be nur-
tured by bright thoughts and watered
with the dew of affection and love! A
rose will bloom as beautiful upon an
humble cot as Upon the granite wall OF
afiuence. Happiness and content, like
wise, will live and thrive and exhale
fragrance all about your house of clay it
you will but nurture it.
Strive to be satisfied, not with the sat
sC - 1Ia 1Io4I ~-I A. nrunry ]