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logical effect upon the soda victim as
has too great indulgence In morphine;
and an excess of chewing gum is as
much to be deplored as an excess in
whisky
There is one consolation for the hater
OF these mandibular feats: By their
jaws ye shall know them. Constant
chewing for few years develops beau
tifulIy the size Of the jaws, and quite
destroys any tendency to good looks.
Soon the unfortunate chewer begins
to take on the aspect Of a prizefghter
or blue-ribbon bulldog.
Given so much revenge, we might for
give the chewer entirely. II he-or, more
commonly, she-would only remove the
traces of the delicate feast. But for
a person of tender sensibilities to dis
cover beneath his restaurant table, the
arm OF his chair. the seat of his park
bench, tangible evidence of the trail
of the chewer is really too much. There
has been more than one cafe that
have left suddenly and with loathing.
Perhaps the proprietor who wonders
why his customers so desert him will
relish this private hint, and look well
TO the chewers among his patronage.
II is easy to fall into the scolding attf-
tude. perhaps. No doubt, many of the
chewers are afflicted with dyspepsia
But invalids do not ostentatiously
suck at medicine bottles in the street
car. or leave pills on the restaurant
table, and SO much consideration is due
from even the medicated chewer.
Does some f1fppant being here inter-
pose that / myself am "chewing the
rag'7 All, but that is SO much better
than chewing the gumi
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Stillhess- And all the paths at grand
inother's led to the garden. Your
Iavorlte path lay straight from the side
porch to the white gate--such a funny
gate. with latticed roof, and low,
white benches on each side. 1t really
was not gate at ADJUST a little en-
trance into your child's Fairyland. You
always paused just inside the entrance
somehow it would have been wrong to
rush. unthinking and unprepared, into
all the blossomy beauty. And then you
were inside-one little boy in all the will
derness of dowery fragrance!
At first. from your place by the white
entrance that you called a gate, you
could see nothing but Rose lane"
You had named it yourself You didn't
think the name half pretty enough, but,
then. you couldn't think of any that
was, so Rose lane it remained On
one side ran wall of rough, gray stone
half hidden by clambering rose vines
Pink baby buds nestled against the cool
stone, and dainty f1ower-face Were
lifted to the sunny sky-wild, gypsy
roses, with delicate, fiuttering petals.
and drifting sweetness.
Across from the stone wall was a mass
OF color and beauty and fragrance Shy
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man has not come upon the scene. you
suggest Possibly not. but so many.
many have come this way. There was
brother Dicks college chum. who spent
two summers with us: a great hand
some fellow. We were splendid FRIENDS.
played tennis. rOwed. even read poetry
and gathered wild flowers He asked
me one evening to take a walk he had
something he must tell me- How ny
heart pounded. Yes, I was sure L cared.
but 1t was so far to go away down
south to live Poor motherl How hard
she would take it. wore my new pink
organdie. He told me OF a gentle little
creature down in the land OF flowers
who had his heart. He wanted me to
meet her and love her. I was his dear
est friend. I was the only person 10
whom he could speak Of her. Ny pink
organdie was never worn again. Then.
too. there was that burly westernsr. Of
the cowboy type. The village girls were
all wild over him He singled me out
for special attention.
What magnificent rosesl Those love-
ly drives. The thrilling tales of life on
the plainsl The darling Indian pony be
had shipped to my address, Sounds
serious. Journal, doesn't It? But the last
evening of the last day Of his visit at
the Colemans' he told me that I was
the only girl. the only genuine article
he had met while east. / wasn't like
the sickly. sentimental kind he'd come
across I could understand a fellow
and 1 was simply great. He wanted
me to spend the next summer with his
wife on their ranch. They were to be
married Immediately upon his return.
How distinctly recall the small army
of boys. all ages and sizes. who ever
since time for me began have come to
tell me of their love affairs. How some
Maude or Dorothy had mistreated them.
How fellow is to know when he really
is IN love? They wouldn't dream OF
confiding in Lille Long or Minnie Wal
ters. on, no. but they were sure Of me. I
was different I could understand and
sympaJhize. And in later years a few
married men have dared to hint OF do
mestic trouble-gOod, honorable men.
loyal 10 their wives and homes
Oh. dear journal, I'm tired 10 death to-
night of playing the part OF moths
and friend to men. This listening for
ever and day to how dear and sweet
possible to thrive upon some one else's
happiness, but 1t is hard, ha-c-
But don't think. dear journal that
after the fatefuI thirty has sounded 7
shall enter a convent, or go down lire's
pathway wrapped In sackcloth and
ashes. Oh, no! Tomorrow l shall go 10
my birthday party. robed in my most
handsome gown / shall be the gayeSt
of the gay and they shall say OF me-:
Katherine Is a living. laughing proof
that a woman can be Supremely and
irrepreSSibly happy, although not
married" This has just been a con-
f1dential half-hOur with you. old
journal, and, as we used to say in
school, you must never, never tell
Therei The clock strikes! Thirty,
and not married! Why?
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/" HE house is quiet; every one is in
bed. I'm going to confess to you,
dear old Journal. how it feels to
face so unmarried. for the clock will
soon strike S0-the impossible 80 for me.
Twenty-Five is livable, but after that
the deluge. Merely 80 and not married
may mean comedy-a happy escape from
what might have been; but. mark you,
journal. 30 with no lover. past. present
or-yes. future. 1 can see plainly to-
night No love scene to conjure up
when one goes down nfes decline and
sits wrapped in shawls, knitting slippers
for the heather. No tender memories
OF little dresses and half-worn shoes.
No "It might have been" No grave in
the village churchyard upon which to
plant forget-me-nots- This. dear jour
nal spells tragedy.
How fast the clock ticks. 1t seems to
say, Thirty Thir-tyl Thirty 1 look
up at distant stars and wonder. Why?
In what way am I different from other
girls?
Why so many many friends, but nary
a lover? Has fate made me woman
and yet deprived me of the rights of a
woman? But why? Wherein lies the
fault? Let us go over the situation to-
gether, old friend, for there is a cause
for every i'll under the sun We shall
be perfectly honest, you and 1, here in
the silence of this night. Well run
over the list of virtues and attractions
which are supposed to be esteemed OF
value by the sons OF men.
Beauty first. i turn to the dresser;
there is a photograph of a young girl
in her commencement gown. dark eyes
and curly brown hair. No. dear jour
nal, we are not vain. but 1t cannot be
that
Position, health. wealth-a trio OF I'M
portance, you'll admit, I'm sure But
there is Lucy Wells. the daughter OF
our washerwoman: she Is only Is and
Is worried sick because two men have
asked her to marry them. She wanted
my advice. She has none of these three
Items to her credit have them all and
yet T. But we'll pass on to heredity.
Let me think a moment.
My mothers family of eight are all
married. My fathers brothers and sis
Iers have happy feafhered nests In
deed, in all the generations back to the
ases-not one lone soul YeS-one.
second cousin once removed, but she was
q cripple and died at 80. Poor motheri
HOW 0eT ncdTL must acre 1OT ucE
daughter for whom no "Barkis is
wilIin' -, She had six bona-fide propo-
sails. Think Of it, Ski How I gaze
with wonder. To think that she is my
mofheri
Thirty. Thirty We must hasten
along Time does not drag for even US
in our life of happy, Independent, un-
sought freedom Yes, unsought, for
mark my words, old journal. there
never was nor never will be a normal
daughter of Eve to whom this SO-called
freedom and independence Is sweet. We
cannot rise above or sink beneath the
old. old law framed in the Garden OF
Eden
We will check off heredity. The right
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silly girls who enter the business world
with the idea of marrying their en-
ployers; but there are many women,
presumably of good sense. who read
into their employers words and actions
meanings that he would be the most
astonished man in the world 10 learn
Moreover. they must like or dislike
everybody. from the president Of the
company TO the ofice boy; the possi-
bility OF simply thinking nothing about
them as human beings apparently never
enters their minds. IL is for this rea-
son that women so often refuse 10
work for women; the two have the same
attitude, and invariably the work
suffers.
Every one of these faults is durable:
otherwise / should mention none OF
them. And they never belong TO the
woman who succeeds. The women who
have made a name for themselves in
any line OF work. from art to dish
washing, have always been free from
them But until we are all equally free.
| am afraid many of US will not be
earning our pay.
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singles, every man who had been play
ing crowded up eager 10 be the first TO
congratulate him. But did you notice
the differences when Miss Williams and
little Lottle Robinson won the women's
doubles2 The other players took about
two minutes 10 swallow their pride
before they arrived at all. and then it
seemed 10 hurt them TO have TO con-
graduate the other girls. Men always
stick by each other. and don't be-
lieve that women ever do"
TT seems to me you ought TO
quarrel with the women, then; not
object 70 the attitude Of the men,
1T is the women I am angry ati' ex-
claimed the Little Woman. why don't
they stand up for other women against
The men, as the men do against the
wOmen2 It's a rule that works with
men every time. from the party which
takes their intoxicated friend home and
Shields him carefully from his wife's
scOlding-Whereas. women would hand
2 friend in Ike condition over TO her
husband with an air of triumph and
gossip about her ever afterward-to the
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man who is forgiven for his faults and
the woman who is forever condemned
for hers.
TT makes no difference whether it
is in success or in failure. women never
stand by each other-or, at least, only
the exceptional women do. Here's just
one little instance: The man who steals
his girl from another man is a cad; the
girl who steals her man from another
girl is simply clever and smart"
And watch the women you work
with when you are promoted over
their heads" 1 added, helpfully
Business women are just as bad as
the other variety"
Yes, and when a man fails, his
friends flock to him and help him;
when woman goes down and out, her
friends pass by on the other side.
And in public places strange men
talk freely TO each other, and make
friends with each other; but women
viii sit for hours in the same train
without exchanging word or
friendly glance. Men can be perfectly
contented in each others company; /;
women are always looking for man.
"It is the solidarity of SEX con-
cluded the Little Woman, with a sigh.
1T is because women have not had
need of union before. / hope-I be-
lieve-they are learning it now. The
whole thing is summed up IN some
bodys clever epigram: When you say
a man is being talked of everywhere,
ii is compliment; when you say
woman is being talked of everywhere,
1t is an insult "
Still, l don't know that / entirely
agree with you there" l answered.
You say that just because / am
woman murmured thes Little Woman,
and vanished.
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EQUAL to the Crisis
PATRICIA GRAY,

"HE wives Of Napoleon Ills mar
shals played a great part during
- and after the second empire.
When Marshal Bazaine was Planning
his escape from the Isle Sainte Mar
guerite his wife assisted him in the
plan and came in the boat to meet him.
When General de Cavaignac died In
exile and disgrace on the Riviera his
wife was determined that he should at
least be buried in the family vault at
Pere La Chafse In order to accomplish
her object, with the aid of a faithful
servant she had the corpse arrayed IN
a huge travelling cloak and hfted into
a railway carriage. With such COM
panion beside her. this woman made the
Journey alone. in defiance of the law.
These women seemed to have been
equal to any crisis in which they found
themselves.
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DO WOMEN
EARN THEIR RAY}

WYE ALL of us talk a good deal
Nm about the women who do the
same work as men and get paid
far from the same money for that work.
Easeh of us has her pet solution for that
undoubtedly true situation. and some of
us-myself included-wax very wroth
indeed. on the subject. But sometimes
I wonder If women really earn the pay
they get.
When a man enters firms employ
unless it is an obviously inferior con-
cern and he is an obviously superior
man. the persons who engage his serv-
ices expect him to remain with them as
long as he is we'll treated and some one
else does not make higher bid for him.
With a woman there is always the addi-
tional danger of getting married. The
question of whether married woman
should earn her living is an interesting
one; 1 wish some of my readers would
tell me what they think of it, But, as
matters stand now, in nine cases out of
ten a woman employees marriage ends
her connection with her work.
That is one way in which women do
not earn their salaries: for, in a way.
the money that is paid one is always
a potential retaining fee taking into
account what life insurance men call
the expectancy. You would pay an
employe less than you do if you knew
he was going to leave you in a week
or so, and with women there is al
ways this possibility. 1 know OF one
man whose stenographer recently
eloped, leaving behind her a bookful Of
valuable notes to be interpreted by her.
successor. It cost that man time and
energy and extra pay to make up for
his stenographer's responsibility; and
l should certainly say that she had not
earned her pay.
Another way in which women do not
earn their pay is in their failure to
feel eompulsion. What 1 mean by this
is, that women workers never seem to
feel that they MUST do anything. Let
ters can just as we'll be kept till the
next morning; copies need not be made
until called for; customers may be cut
short with, I'VE do not carry that In
stock. madam; school exercises may be
thrown in the basket unread. More
over, the employers absence is the sign
for general slackening up. When the
boss goes away over Sunday his
stenographer leaves at IL instead OF 1
on Saturday; when he goes home early
she goes home early, too. OF course
this often applies to men as well as
to women, but | am afraid it is espe-
cially a womans failing. The trouble
is that too many women do not have to
support themselves, and others beside
themselves. on their earnings And back
Of this are the thousands of years in
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eoiyo OF nobility warped and stunted
eeo,st ever sacrifices thing good of others
O ioDie ueed is ever enacted by this type being
An esolsuc woman is either pessimst friend
who rang the today, is an optimist In
he nrt instance all things against
me secehteed one Dressmakers always dresses
although veritable creations coompshed for
friends Bargains bargains
Is always as bad possible for the money
restaurant is unquestionaby cut that has been
reserved for her especial Oh she cheerful
companion!
She attaches herself good-natured creatures and
vents her life capital L. by way of the un
protected side
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neiSabcrs' Jaws are hard at work and
an atmosphere OF sWeetened peppermint
~ your Eewspa per-but what's the use?
ne lrst Item that meets your eye is a
cheHlng-guIll advertisements or an ac-
count oT chewing gum modelling party,
OF come Information as 10 the chewing
gum makers strikel
IS there no balm in Gilead2 Are Amer
scans forever TO be known to their
european cousins by their accent and
their gum1 II almost seems as IL the
vice would never vanish from US until
some witty saIr.st shames Us from our
pelniclous doings
For vice 1t IS. It may seem fool
= 81 70 make such a fuss over so slight
matter, but any habit that we cannot
control becomes In its way as evil as
the most extreme addiction to drugs
or alcohol. Too great a fondness for
chocolate soda has as bad q psyche
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The other type egoist is STILL In her is con-
centrated all the contributes toward
peace her painful irritation in the minds OF
be exceled. There can never
be repeated fit of her gown her side.
dabbers when it comes to question
of doing things.
She conyinces few for you know first requirement
others is the impetus of belief in yourself
the chronic selfadyertser the human
boomerang egois give others half chance,
have the floor for herself audience of one
No one wishes be bound gagged and taken on per-
onaIv conducted the wonderful incidents in the
life of the satisfied resentment rises IN
the boson of every sef-respecng if there
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Back From Vacation

ERAPS you away miles from
- 1t be that while
enjoying Nature have overlooked printers ink
it be directed
this unusual standing for hghas literature for far
life.
fields again, which after all is life
old shakes the petals
The sentered
by the salary schedule and by the proposition that
uor communistc than
another
has the cnn2 Open the journal with the writer
and read the sentiments expressed there.
"Gndmoth Garden" will the oldtm posies that
through the oldfashioned fowers2
back greet you with best
efforts and wishes for satisfaction from this
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white buds. with dropping heads: heavy,
creamy blossoms, with golden hearts
under their velvet petals, revealing
deep sunset lights; gorgeous reds, with
Haunting flaming crowns; dropping
globes of pink. with curling, shaded
leaves. Rosesl Rosesl They ran riot.
They pushed and climbed and fourished
In wondrous beauty. And SO much for
one little boy!
Down the path you went, with long
breaths of delight and frequent pauses
to drink deep of the loveliness of this
blowing branch or that clinging cluster,
while around your curly head golden
bees droned. buzzing honeyward to the
depths of hidden sweetness In flower
hearts.
At the end of Rose lane you came to
big beds of pansies. with their yelvety
color and vague perfume: mignonette.
sweetening the summer air; nasturtiums.
bright. bold and beautiful with their
cheerful faces smiling at you. and In
their spicy fragrance entrancing sug-
gestions of Laura Mays luscious pickles.
And then you found long rows of sweet
peas. You loved them, next to roses.
best of all the flowers in the old garden.
They were your fairy blossoms when.
you were very little boy, and you
always waited to watch their rainbow
dancing as the breeze wandered through
them. Dainty, fragrant. swaying flowers
of far-away childhood!
Down by the fence tall hollyhocks
waved and nodded; English daisies
glanced out from their ragged leaves;
cornfiowers tossed their heads in sim
gle prettiness; sweet-breathed pinks
nestled to the ground; bleeding hearts
hung quiverfng on their stems; and
brilliant geraniums 1uttered scarlet
flags. And. of course. you could
hear the cloudy bluebells tinkle as the
breeze swung them gently. Perhaps it
wasn't always the soft wind-there
were fairiesi You were bewildered BY
the color and fragrance. and when you
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And such thoughtsl
Fairies existed then
wonderful. glitter
Ing. f1uttering elves
and they all lived
In the old garden,
and danced on moon
lit nights in Rose
lane. And you knew
just what flowers
they chose for their
homes. and wished
longingly that you
might startle one of
t h o bright winged
little people in your
comings.
Grandmother's gar
dent Yes, memories
cluster thicklY about
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which women have had no responsible
ity. when there was nothing they must
do but look pretty and be obedient
wives. 1t will take time TO cure this
entirely, but every woman can help
time along.
Women are not so apt as men to talk
shop; but they are much more likely
to let slip. quite inrOcently. secrets they
should never have breathed. 1t is abso-
lutely untrue that woman cannot keep
a secret, but it often seems true that
she cannot keep a business secret. The
reason is that they do not seem inn
portant enough TO her. and she cannot
resist the temptation to give a spicy
bit of news. She is too much given to
talking in public places and upon dan
gerous topics The United States gov
ernment has just announced that
women will no longer be eligible as
stenographers; and I cannot help Won
dering II this is not one OF the reasons.
But the chief way in which women do
not earn their pay lies in the question
Of personality-cr. rather. OF person
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4 lO Sc IL III >
blast that would let
down the portcullis
with a bang If she
were living in the
middle ages.
The self-centered
woman is rarely
popular except with
herself. Her abso-
lutte ignoring of
other peoples rights.
due, of course, to
her supreme selfish
ness, makes her
rude, presuming, IN
just, ignoble.
ESoists always
interrupt another
person 8 conVerSa-
ton. They always
presume upon the
unbounded good na-
ture of their fellow
creatures; they ig-
more the claims of
every one, rarely
seeing beyond their
little noses. so that
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NAAS SO
no opportunity af-
forded to talk to the
egoist, there will be
given out a few
heated epithets and
caustic remarks be-
hind the back of the
offender.
Tha is what sh e Is
-an offender. She is
doing exactly what
the woman on the
front row does when
she refuses to re-
move her hat. She
is In the same class
as the purchaser
who steps up out of
order and usurps the
rightful place of an
other. She is no bet
ter than the bully in
the schoolyard who
takes unto himself
the glory and the
limelight of self-as-
serted notoriety. She
is not giving others
their due.
There is some
thing immature about
an egoist that Is de-
serving of pity, If
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made you joyously
e x p Q Giant. Now
they I h rilf you
with a vague long
Ing = a sorrowfui
m e m ry of dis
tances.
G r a ndmother's
garden was in the
country - all real
gardens are-back
Of the white house
with the s h a d Y
porches. the green
blinds. the lon e
windows and the
wide stone steps.
where you used to
sit and watch the
stars in the evening
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The SOuDARI1YOF SEX

SOMETIAIES think
every man I know
belongs TO the
same secret So
ciety," said the
Little Woman,
angrily-
What's the mat
ter now2" I asked.
as I lazily stroked
the cat. The Lit
tie Woman is fre-
quently angry.
well, IL was at
the tennis tourna-
ment. After Young
Jenkins won the
cup in the mems
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alities. For some
reason, it is the ex-
ceptional " o m a n
who can take that
broad-minded, i'm
personal view OF
things that we have
come. however un-
justly. to call mas
culine. They do not
know how TO take
rebukes and punish
ments; they DO not
know how to regard
the work apart from
the man 1t is Oniy
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CHEW +! CHEW! CHEW!

by do American
] A s work so
busily?
There is nothing
more disgusting. TO
my way OF think
ing, than to enter
a street car which
presents the edify-
ing spectacle Of
some FIVE or ten
diligent chewers.
Before you is a
chewing-g gum ad-
vert isement, be-
hind you-if you
could stretch your
neck in that di-
rectiOn - another;
at both sides your
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the words: and down the long vista or
the vanishing years l can dlmly see
one little boy. trudging, with eager,
happy face and chubby. outstretcning
hands. through garden lands OF Won
drous flowers.
PATRICIA GRAY.
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<<r NEVER go anywhere without blizzard or
80 thunderstorm blocking progress, the egoist
every She takes positive delight in saying H.
rejoices in the proclamation that she mas
naienabe right place herself the hub of the
wheel the center question
her YOU will all her little Rome
don't you forget it, either.
IT am not blowing horn,' will say. but If
do saw it myself" then she blow mighty