Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-04

cooking it with cunning care to
make ii nourishing and good?
Starching and ruffling the cur
tains for your little front room?
Haunting the bargain shops?
Why, that's a crime. too: didn't
you know that? And, besides, it's a
joke. Haven't you read the funny
papers; it's a great joke. the bar
gain counter, to all those who DO
not understand the pitiful effort 10
make something take the place of
nothing.
Yes, little woman, you're a time
Waster. an energy waster, a prodi-
gal of your strength and care, and
very, very wicked woman, and you
never knew it all this time.
Well, it's never too late to learn
begin today. Follow out the teach
ings of this learned Professor
Somebody from Somewhere and
spend every cent you lay your
hands on for yourself.
When you can't lay your hands
on any more, beg money, borrow it.
yes, even steal 1t, If It comes 10
that; for you must look pretty YOU
must wear good clothes; it isn't
moral to be shabby.
How ever did your husband put
up with you as long as he has, YOU
with your tired eyes and your poor,
knotty, little, rough hands? What
do you expect a man to do, stay in
love with tired, WORKOUT little
fright like you?
The children, they love you?
Well. yes, children are silly little
things. I've seen them cling to a
mother who hadn't an ounce Of
false hair to her head; and some
little tykes I know think their
mother is beautiful, and she wears
an old fashioned skirt with room
enough to walk in, and her hat
looks like a hat and not like
mushroom.
1t Won't Do, Professor.
You ought to see those tykes Of
hers when she comes home from an
errand. why they run to meet her
as if she were some home COMING
queen and they her loyal subjects
Their father seems to rather like
the plain, wholesome woman he
chose out of all the world to be his
wife, too. Yes, he more than tot
crates her. I've seen him smile TO
her across a room full of beautifully
goWned women, and the look was
caress. But he's an old fashioned
fool, of course-he must be to cars
Tor such a woman as that.
You can't judge things by that
family it isn't right to try; when
here's the good professor. so wise
so practical, so broad minded and
tolerant, telling you just what to do
and how to do it,
What. you won't listen. YOU don't
care for what he says, you wouldn't
give one joyous laugh of one of
your little children for all the smiles
of professional approval in the
world?
You are hopeless, absolutely
hopeless, and so l fear is the world
for, strange to say. I'm afraid it is
full of women just like you. Wom-
en- who have forgotten all about
themselves years ago. women who
1--we but to make those they love
happy and comfortable, women
who wear 50-cent hat and are
proud of it so long as the children's
hats are all right.
1t won't do, Professor, 1t won't
DO, really it won't. You'll have to
get hold of the rising generation
and teach them this new philosophy
of yours. The generation you're
talking to now is too deep in crime
and ignorance and wicked self-sac-
rifice to heed you.
And, in the meantime. if I were
you, Professor whenever l met
woman with a shabby coat and a
5O-cent hat and a pair of mended
gloves, going to work to support
those she loves at home. or even
Just to take honest, decent. self
respecting care of herself. I'd bare
my head to let her pass. for the
earth she steps on is holy ground