Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-11-21
THE DAILY CHIT-CHAT.
By Ruth Cameron.

+ 81 was surprised the other day to hear
the WV OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
speak slightingly of certain kind act on
the part of a neighhor of ours.
Molly also noticed the unaccustomed
tone In the lady's remarks.
"Why, that isn't like you, big sister,
she commented.
The lady-who-always-kno
flushed up a distressed pink. Il should
hope it wasn't" she said. Il am ashamed
Of myself. l have confession to make,
and this is a good chance to make 1t. L
don't like that woman and / can't seem
10 be just to her. l know she is kind
hearted, wonderfully clever. We'll edu-
Gated, agreeable and everything estima-
BILE; yet / see everything she does
through blue slasses. 1 know ought to
admire and like her, yet l can't. l try
to control my feelings and nioe them,
but every once in a while they break OUT
in something like what l just said.
w on't you please consider 1t unsaid?'
| wonder now many people could say in
all honesty that lhey never felt toward
any one just as the ady-wno-aiways-
Knows somehow confessed she felt toward
this person.
Not many, ! fancy.
'FeSS up, now. IN all your acquaintance,
isn't there some excellent and worthy
persons TO whom You feel an unaccount
able dislike and to whom you know in
the bottom of your heart that you DO not
do justice?
You hear of some kind act of his and
you catch yourself looking for all IN
worthy Interior motive.
When some one expresses a liking or
an admiration for this person. you feel
quick pang of hurt as il the eulogizeT
| had said something unkind or detrimental
to you.
| You hear Of some mistake made by
| 1t L..
nected, and you Immediately assume that
| all the blame belongs to him.
| You are told of some good fortune that
| has fallen to his lot, and at once you try
to find chance to suspect that he OBJ
tanned it by undesirable means, or else
you hunt diligently for fly in his ONT
ment, are not content until you find IL
/ and point it out TO others.
| And yet none of these things is the
| least bit like you. You despise such feel
ings on principle, and you never do feel
that way toward any one else
What is it, then, that makes you fee
| this way?
i wonder.
If the knows somehow
| will pardon me, I'm going to make a
suggestion. Ill frankly confess l found
| it by searching out the blackness OF my
own heart. so perhaps she will forgive
me for asking her to snare the Stigma Of
| the explanation.
| The a y-Who-always-knows
admitted that her scapegoat was a mos,
estimable and much praised person.
think, if you will examine, you will find
| that yours is of the same nature and
never by any chance generally disliked
discredited and worthless person.
How does that happen?
! Aye there's the rub. How does it?
| Would it make ii any easier for you
| TO conquer and crush out this unreason-
| ing dislike if you admitted to yourself
that it had it's deep. unacknowledged
roots, not in the unavoidable queerness
Of human nature and your own partic-
ular eccentricity as you may have been
fattering yourself. but right in two OF
the meanest, most hateful and most
shameful of human passions-envy and
jealousy?
| II it would, l am pretty certain you
may give yourself that help.