The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1912-01-04
1.-THE Man FROM HOME" AN AMERICAN IDEAL
People Like This Play Because 1t Contrasts the Ma
tional Simplicity and Naturalness with
European Sophstication.

tic Observation-Disclosures poem. pic
ture. statue, drama or symphony-is
merely the perfect preservation of har-
mony.
THE Girl from Rectors" isn't bad.
wicked, immoral.
1t is merely out of artistic balance.
OF human focus.
THE Man From Home" isn't good
or moral.
1t merely is an undisturbed equili-
brium.
There is. in fact, too much excite
ment, about the immortality" of every
thing.
Somebody says somewhere that "all
good women aren't respectable and
all respectable women aren't good
Certainly many so-called 'respecta-
BILE" women are too much and often
engaged in envy, malice and all I'M
charitableness. Don't you know lead
ing church members who can tell you.
on the side, the worst stories you
ever heard about other church
members or your next door neighbor
VI bOluC OuC VI tAC SCI.
Isn't goodly part of the tea-fights
and thimble jamborees taken up with
the relation of horrid scandals about
the pillars of the community? Or as
pensions upon the rightly of Mrs.
Blankety Blank round the corner? Or
the horid doings of her husband or
the sins of his stenographer or the
fol If ANYBODY ole ho no
to be impaled when the harpoOning be-
gins?
Won't the most respectable woman
alive wipe up the floor with one Of
her sex who happens to be younger,
prettier, more attractive-especial
if she comes into competition with
the formers feminine prerogatives in
the way of masculine monopolization?
The most uncharitable, unjust, in
tolerant and vituperative of her sex is
only too frequently the good" the re
spectacle" woman.
Perhaps there is no sin named in
the decalogue that results in greater
social discomfort than that of envy.
The hardest enemy to conquer is
envy.
1t is as natural for the average hui
man being to be envious as it is for
the sun to shine.
Especially the feminine being.
She can't endure to see another out
shining her in the social game.
She lays awake O nights seeking
some way to check the enemy's pro-
gress.
She will devote as much time to the
planning out of a campaign for the
discontinue of her enemy or rival,
whether acknowledged or unacknowl-
edged as politician will to the undo
ing of his opponent.
She will go out Of her way a thous-
and miles to say a mean thing, to in
sinuate a discreditable motive, to
throw out an unpleasant innuendO.
She will worry herself into prema-
ture age and her husband into bank
ruptcy by a nerve-wracking effort to
keep up the pace.
And what does it amount to in the
end?
a few cheap social triumphs that no
one cares for but herself.
! Why aren't people content to be
themselves without eternal striving to
he like somebody else they can't pos
sibly emulate?
Why try to talk and sing and dance
and paint and write and act like some
body else when you either can't do any
of 'em at all--unless it's talk-or else
have your own peculiar way, which is
thousand times more effective than
any one else's if you only knew it.
Personality is not transferable.
Neither is talent. Nor charm. Nor
adaptability.
Why spend your time initiating
and envying and slandering and
knocking" when all you really need
to do is to be yourself?
II thought you started out to say
something else!" interpolated the
cynic.
"Oh. wait til tomorrow" said the
other person.