The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-06-13
EVENING CHAT
BY RUTH CAMERON.

If you do not like the way the bust
ness interests you are serving are con-
Quoted, go to your employer ard tell
him so. but do not tell your fellow en-
ployes.
Criticising their employer and the
way he runs the business is one of the
mistakes that it seems to me a major
ity of young business men and women
make.
Why don't you be of the minority
and avoid it? 1t isn't safe. Walls have
ears and tattlers are rampant every
where.
1t isn't loyal. You surely owe your
superior freedom from behind-the-
back criticism just as much as you owe
him more than eye-Service obedience.
And lastly, it isn't kind. If you
really believe he is making a mistake
in any way, you ought to tell him so
to his face. If he is anV kind of a
man he will be glad to listen and
either prove to you that you are wrong
or think it over and see If he isn't
wrong.
Don't criticise your employer behind
his back any more than you would
strike him from behind.
at don't think can be wrong about
that not being in Thackeray's works,
said my companion, because I've read
every word he ever wrote. And
mean that literally, too. You see
got d nOtlOn once once lIldC q ike u
read some author right straight
through, and 1 hit upon Thackeray."
With a shock of sudden doubt 1 be-
gan questioning myself if I could say
that of any author. And L could only
find one-Shakespeare A little of
few authors. but all of only one.
Such was my reckoning. How stands
it with you?
OF course it wouldn't be worth while
to read many mems works through.
It's better to Gull the best from a
larger number. But don't you think
it would be a rather interesting SEN
sation to be able to say of one or two
authors: 81 have read every word of
theirs that ever was publisher"
If you do, why don't you try to at
tain to that distinction this summer?
had occasion to call at a home the
other day where a sweet old lady lay
dead.
Instead of crepe on the door there
was a little cluster of davbreak pinks
and ferns.
Within, not a shade was drawn
MGR was there any of that dreadful
pall-like hush one usually feels in the
house of death. 1 could hear the chill
dren playing upstairs quite as usual
And yet I do not believe a grand
\ mother and mother was ever more
| loved than this little old lady who had
died.
you see am trying to keep every
thing about the home much as usual
| said the mother, when I spoke of the
death. ST will not let myself cry when
| the children can see me. I will not
! have the shades drawn, nor have crepe
on the door, nor let that dreadful hush
| be cast on my home I do not want
my children to think of their grand
mothers death as anything terrible.
"She lived a sweet life and she died
sweet and peaceful death. I have
told them all that grandmother has
gone to sleep, and that she looks sc
happy and peaceful because she was
always so good that she has sweet
things to think about.
ct have told them to go and play
and not feel unhappy because 1 am
sure grandmother is happy
my recollections of deaths that oc-
CURED in my family when I was q
child are of the most horrible, hys-
terical, awesome times, and I don't
want my children to have the same
| feelings
What do you thing of It?
Was the old fashioned way best, OF
| this woman'S?
OF course you know what I think.