The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1912-01-10
~ ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.
Indiana to the rescue.

! Indiana to the rescue.
1t is indeed a cold day-apropos
figure this weather-when this state
can't start something.
The excellent Indianapolis Star has
begun a cautious crusade against the
ungodly comic supplement-
! 1t is hardly sticking its head out oil
cover so to speak but when it did
who discovered it?
The equally excellent outlook"
The yellow press" has done Ger
tain service to the public despite its
grievous sins, but it was also respon
sible for thrusting this depraved form
OF art down the threats of what is
sometimes called the rising genera
tion"-althouugh so far as that goes
the funny sheets" are devoured with
avidity by persons of all ages.
! 1t is a sort of Journalistic vaude
Vile.
A typographical burlesque.
i That 1t is, artistically and socially
vicious. cannot be denied.
Not vicious in the common &C
ceptance OF the word.
But vicious In establishing coarse
! standard OF humour and art, which,
/ through the tremendous and ramify'
ing powers OF the newspapers. is be-
coming a fixed one-one might say
national in character.
Children cry for the funny pa
pers''
They revel in them.
They know all the chief actors in
the various castles as we'll as they do
the members of their own households.
A like amount Of expression put In
to something refning-and what a
lever for boosting culture"
For the men who originate these
amusing stories in pencil, are artists,
many OF them trained in art schools
and capable Of just as effective arts
tic expression in a more aesthetic me-
dunn.
The hold these funny papers" have
upon the public and especially upon
children, is the fact that they do tell
story and the sort of story that ap-
peals to the average American.
And their humour is peculiarly that
of this nation.
But, first and all the time, it's the
story that takes and holds the atten.
ton.
The narrative form either in litera-
ture, painting or sculpture (but never
music) is that which has the univer-
sal appeal.
Its the story telling element that
has fascinated the world from the be-
ginning.
The serpent started it with Eve.
And she handed it on.
For was it not the little fable OF the
apple that engaged her ennuied at
tentiOn?
Constant and uninterrupted associa-
ton with Adam must have palled.
Constant association with anybody
is tiresome.
No matter how much you may like
or love them, esteem or care for them.
How much they may be necessary to
you. or how cOngenial.
Variety Is the spice of life"
Every time. There is no exception
to this old saw. This is one that you
can flaunt in the face of the world and
you'll not be called down.
That's one of the things that is the
matter with dear old marriage. People
simply get tired to death of each 9th
err.
When you can pluck the rose every
day you don't care for it. Too much
sweetness is cloying. A continuous
diet of sugar is sickening. You don't
want ice-cream and chocolates three
times a day.
Nobody wants anything they can
have any moment.
It's the bunch of grapes just without
reach.
Its the peach that hangs the highest.
other side of the hedge.
It's the apple you can't hit with your
pole.
Madame" said Heine, Il should
have been desperately in love with her
had she manifested the least indiffer-
ence. and I was Indifferent because I
saw that she loved me. Madame, if
anyone would win my love. they must
treat me encanaille."
This seems cynicism but it is q
truth whose subtlety-or lack of sub
tlety-is apparent to the most casual
observer.
This is where many women lose
out. They're too anxious to please
What's the use? There's always an
other man round the corner. SO why
take any trouble about the one in
plain sight. Let him take the trouble
He'll take 1t If he thinks it's worth
it-that is worth it to him.
The truth Ia the silliest thing u
woman can do is to bother about men.
Men don't bother about women. Won
en- are mere incidents. When q man
has done everything else he wants to
do or has to do or thinks he must do
or pleases himself in doing-then he
takes up the matter of the woman.
He stops and looks round.
Oh, sure enough, there you are. 4H
Why Id forgotten all about you.
You're looking pretty fine today
pretty dress you've got on. After all.
rO,, knour I'm o~fu1l,y fond - ,,<.,-