The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram., 1912-12-28
BY ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.
The world grossly Overeats.

me WOTIu
Robert Louis Stevenson said this.
And a lot of others have expressed
it in different ways.
Fletcher says it isn't the quantity
but the way We eat.
So hs evolved the process known as
FletcheriZing.
That is-this to the isolated instan-
ces not yet versed in the technique of
mastication-taking a couple of hours
off two or three times each day and
into your mouth to rags and tatters.
You must keep it up until it be-
comes a sort of liquid paste and then
and then only can you swallow it.
There is something a little bit nau-
seating about this, however.
You can keep it up so long that
when the swallowing process arrives
you can't stomach it.
Besides very few people have time
to take six hours off for eating.
This is all right for millionaires
and dyspectics.
Government employees.
County officials.
Postmasters and other representa-
tives of the "leisure classes
But for the average citizen Fletch
erzation is impossible.
There's no two ways about people
boiling their food, though, and to the
detriment of their health.
Mastication within proper limits is
imperative.
food to death.
We wouldn't eat half as much i
we masticated as we should, barring
Fletcher.
On the other hand we eat too often
! No person in ordinary health needs
more than two meals a day and more
or less frequently but one.
Breakfast is an abOminatiOn.
No sane person should eat break
! fast unless faring forth to scrape th'
streets or teach the young of the spe
i cies how to near-read, write and spell
All school teachers should hav'
! breakfast.
But dSluc from THESE Two, biedhlaS
is madness, a mockery and nau
seation.
Why should able-bodied men in tn
prime of life with perfectly workln!
digestive apparatuses stow away en-
ough food the moment they complet
their matutinal ablutions to plat ou
a table for an orphan asylum.
! And yet they do.
! Come down, cross and growing. t
attack their morning portion of shred
ded shavings or sawdust salad, cover
ed with a pint of cream and reekln
with saccharinity, wipe up half of
porterhouse steak, a plate of fried pc
tatoes, six or seven hot biscuits, al
washed down with several cups G
steaming coffee and topped off wit
plate of pancakes floating in syrup.
After which they grab their hats
bang the door and take a street-ca
for the office which is possibly eigh
or ten blocks away.
And then wonder why they feel bat
Have a headache.
With a disposition to browbeat an
bullyrag their interiors.
At noon they HE to some near-b
hostelry, load up with sauerkraut. sal
age, pie and milk and then return t
the office and are unbearable the res
Of the day.
Il can't imagine what makes m
feel so Internally rotten says NJ
Tired Business Man upon his retur
home whence he has been deported b
the friendly streetcar.
I'm afraid you don't have enoug
to eat at noon,'' says the fair and d.
voted one. You must really stop the
beastly habit of patronizing the fire
lunch counter and come home at moo
where you can get something fit t
eat. You will break down if you kee
going on like this
With which she gently propels tn
poor martyr toward the dining-rooI
where he partakes of roast bee
. mashed potatoes, canned corn, steve
beets, cabbage salad, mince pi,