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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
HALL GAME.
Copyright, 1918, by Hearst's Magazine
Copyrighted in Great Brittany

1OpNTlBnLeO III AIEdL bAIldlll-J
MY NEW quarters were in
wi the poorer district which
stands at the back of Bayswater,
The street was a cul-de-sac (of
some ten small houses on either
side. which was blocked up at
the farther end by the high wall
of factory for the "humaniza-
ton" of milk, and opened out
of a busy thoroughfare of in
ferior shops like a gulley way
off noisy coast. My home in
this street was in number one.
My room, which was of fair
size, was on the first floor and
had two windows to the street,
with yellow holland blinds and
white muslin curtains.
The furniture consisted of a large
bed. a horse hair sofa, three cane
bottOmed chairs, a chest of drawers
(Which stood between the windOws)
and a mirror over the mantelpiece,
which had pink paper, cut into fanci-
full patterns, over the gilt frame. to
keep off the flies.
The floor was covered with limo
Ieum, but there were two strips Of
carpet, one before the fire and the
other by the bed; the walls were
papered by a bright red paper repre-
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
The First Admiral.

A story sometimes told to ridicule
the dialect Of Pudsey is that Of a
traveller who astOnished his friend
by telling him that the children in
Pudsey were the most intelligent
children in the world
Why what do they know" asked
his friend.
They know who was the first
naval admiral who ever lived" the
traveller replied,
Not they Here, can you prove
it?"
yes. If you wish, we Will go to
Pudsey and I viii ask any child you
like that particular question
The friend agreed.
As the traveller and his friend went
through Fudsey they saw a boy
about ten years old playing in the
street. The traveller went to him and
asked:
Now, my boy, do you know who
was the first naval admiraI?"
"No-a,' bluntly replied the lad
There said the traveller. turning
to his friend, didn't l tell you he
would know
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
Emmerjane, the
Family Drudge.
HER ILLUSTRATIONS g e

ga1frsb DOME ,-r,, +l,5,1Jy nv Pc,
nett .
..You eaid son,aora cleo u.,s sict,
who ."
"Ob vest" said the girl with the
yaritl,, 6se, ~ ,C,,sfr7 ra1rb ie ar
sTn+Tar bnsnitaI Win a nroiyan Is.-
and thoug.b bis family ana o1lrs arar7'.
on sneai<ino[ terms feIt mat in a
csea IF Illness mustn't let nrairdfce
stand in the wav. So. of course
ran IN 10 cheer mn noor PaInb vas
very careful To find ont from tbe SIR
econ who set his leg whether II would
he bad for Ralph to see me. DR.. Bits
is one of the most noted surgeons i'm
the country Terribly young for that,
too-not more than 50. He has one
Of those attractive, stern faces, with
straight mouth, and looks as though
he shaves twice a day, and eyes like
razors.
Che Mo- Uo,,,,o.o,.
"4i0 " % "''A4SSA'
when you talk to him he listens
irtertIv and then he has the most
=. -. . -,
ulsCoICefuhB way Oh coliiiHE 10 WIN
a jerk and saying: Yes yes; quite
So and darling off somewhere. /
think the poor dear man is worn out
by his severe work. ! tried to tell
him the other day how sensitive,
appreciative woman couldn't help
sympathizing with his hardships. He
was very brave-he said they weren't
hardships."
Is your Cousin Ralph's leg
oh, that's mendlng all right, said
the glrl with the vanity Dag don
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07

senting peonies in bloom; and there
were three pictures-a portrait of a
Welsh preacher, an engraving en-
titled Feed My Sheep" (showing
Jesus carrying a lamb, and a me-
mortal card of some member of the
family of the house, in the form of
tomb with a weeping angel on
either side.
paid five shillings a week for my
room. and, as this included the use
Of kettle, cooking utensils and crock
cry, I found to my great delight at
the end Of the first week that pro-
viding for myself (tea. bread and
butter and eggs being my principal
food) I had spent only ten shillings
altogether which. according to my
present needs, left me enough for
my time Of waiting and several weeks
beyond it.
Every morning l went out with a
little hand bag to buy my provisions
in the front street, and every after
noon I took a walk in the better part
of Bayswater and even into the park
Clyde Park, which was not far off,
but never near to Piccadilly, or so
far east as Bloomsbury, lest I should
meet Sister Mildred or be recognized
by the old boarders.
Finding it necessary to account for
myself, just as at the boarding house,
l had adhered to my former name,
but said I was the widow of a com
mander lately lost at sea, which was
as near to the truth as I dare ven
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
She Tells of Her
Coming Motherhood.

had also made no disguise of the
fact that was expecting a child, a
circumstance which secured me
much sympathy from the womanly
women who were now my neighbors.
They were all worthy women. gen
orally the wives Of men working in
the milk factory; and therefore the
life of our street was very regular.
At five in the morning you heard
the hating step of the old "lnocker
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up" who went up and down the street
a long pole like a fishing rod. a
little before six you heard the clash
ing of many front doors and the
echoing footsteps Of the men going
to their work. At half-pa seven
you heard the whoop of the milkman
and the rafting of his cans. At half
past eight you heard the little feet
of the children, like the pattering of
rain, going off to the Board School
round the corner. And a little after
four in the afternoon you heard the
wild cries of the entire juvenile com
munity let loose from lessons, the
boys running iron hoops and the
girls skipping rope.
After that, our street hummed like
a beehive. with the women, washed
and combed, standing knitting at
their open doors or exchanging con-
ftdences across the areas until dark
ness fell, and each of the mothers
called her children in to bed, as an
old hen in the farmyard clucks up
her chickens.
These good creatures were very
kind to me. Having satisfied them
selves from observation to my habits
that was respectable" they called
me "our lady" and I could not help
hearing that was a nice young
thing" though It was a little against
me that I did not go to church or
chapel and had confessed to being
Catholic-for several of our families
dncluding that of my landlady) were
members Of the Welsh Zion Chapel
far away,
Such was the life of the little hu-
man cage to which I had confined
myself, but I had an inner life that
was all my own and very sweet to
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
Getting Ready for
The Newcomer.

During the long hours of every day
in which I was alone l occupied my
self in the making of clothes for my
baby-buying linen and flannel and
worsted, and borrowing patterns from
my Welsh landlady.
This stimulated my tenderness to-
ward the child that was to come, for
the heart Of young mother is al
most inrantile. and I hardly know
whether to laugh or cry when I think
Of the childish things I did and
thought and said to myself in those
hr5t days when was alone in my
room in that back street in Bays
water.
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my time was full but for something
which, occurring under my eyes,
made me tremble with the fear that
the life l was living and the hope I
was cherishing were really very
wrong and selfish.
OF my Iandlady, Mrs. Williams. I
saw very little. She was a rather
hard but no doubt heavily laden wom-
an, who had ito do" for a swarm eff
children, besides two young men
dodgers who lived in the kitchen and
slept in the room behind mine Her
husband was a quiet man Ca carter at
the dairy, whom l never saw at all
except on the staircase at 10 o'clock
at night, when, after winding the tall
clock on the landing, he went upstairs
to bed in his stocking feet,
Emmerjane, the
Family Drudge.
But the outstanding member Of the
family for me was shock headed
girl of "A called Emmerjane, which
was a running version of Emma Jane.
I understand that Emmerjane was
the Legitimate daughter of Mrs.
Williams dead sister and that she
had been born in Caruaryon. which
still shimmered in her memory I'm
purple and gold.
Emmerjane was the drudge Of the
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07

Next day she said: He'll have 1t
now. for he always comes home to
dinner. He'll take It up to his bed
room, look you, and stand it on the
washboard, and if either Of those sis
ters touch It hen give them what's
what"
After that she waited anxiously for
an acknowledgment and every time
the postman passed down our street
her pretty pale face would be at the
door, saying, Anything for me to
day." or Are you sure there's moth
ing for me, postman?"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
COnspire Against Domestic Harmony

The ills Of women seem to con-
spire against domestic harmony.
No husband can understand why a
woman should be continually all
ing, fretful, nervous and despond-
emit and he gets out of all patience
with her. In nine cases ont Of
ten some organic arrangement Is
the cause Of this condition and is
easily overcome by Lydia f. Pink
hams Vegetable Compound, a wo-
mans remedy for woman's Ills
which has cured more severe cases
Of this kind than any other rem
edy we know.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07
Willing to Oblige

Elderly Gentlersan-Hi. CONDUCTOR
Bring the bus here. Dye think I'm
going 10 walk through all this mud?
Conductor-Sutfnly not, sir. Hif
you'll wait ART a minnlt III lay down
the Garnet an hereof the hawningl
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07

TINE girl with the silver vanity
case tucked a dainty handker-
chief into her left glove and
sighed.
IT'S perfectly awful" she said,
how many persons have dreadful
things happen to them these days.
Why, all I do is to go to see my poor
suffering friends in the hospitals"
who's in the hospital besides Car
rie?" asked the girl with the fire-red
hat. "How's her appendicitis, any
how? I sent some carnations. but
I've been too busy"
Poor Carrie is recovering all
right" said the girl with the silver
vanity bag. The house doctor says
it is quite remarkable, in view of the
seriousness of her case. I wish you
could see him, Emma, when he is
talking seriously like that He draws
his eyebrows together in a straight
line like-oh, who was the actor who
always did that? Never mind. DR..
Bennett is perfectly handsome and
holds himself like a military man,
and in those white linen suits-why
on earth don't all doctors dress like
that, ia like to know?
He can't be a day over 2S, and if
you could see how crazy the nurses
are over him! I think it is perfectly
ridiculous of them!
Sympathetic.
q couldn't help expressing my sym
pathy one day when we We're talking
in the hall. l happened to be leaving
just as he was through seeing Carrie
I should think | TOLD him, you
would get so weary Of all this chasing
after you. DIR. Bennett! Why, that
corridor nurse wouldn't let me get a
word in with you while she was in
the room, ! should think she'd real
lie that a doctor would like some
thing more entertaining once in
while than chatter about bandages
and temperatures and diet! He quite
flushed with gratitude and looked me
in the eyes and said I had perfectly
wonderful divination, and II was sur
prising how he lived through it ALI
The only trouble with knowing
DR.. Bennett is that every time l 90
there somebody always sends for him
or he has to go to the operating
room. The poor man never has any
time for a coy chat"
Is Carrie"
ooh, Carries all right" said the
girl with the vanity bag. IF she'd
only exercise a little sclf-contrOl and
not demand all the doctors attention
whenever he's in the room, she would
get on better. Sick people are so
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-07

ooh, Carries all right" said the
girl with the vanity bag. IF she'd
only exercise a little self-control and
not demand all the doctors attention
whenever he's in the room, she would
get on better. Sick people are SO
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-04-20

her feet are white as milk and plump and
dimpIed,'
II first suspected that girl was laugh
ing at me, said Mile. MariSe, so ! said
to myself, Miss Ssrnarty. see il | don't
catch you. l went into the housewife her.
Tor a painters model So | told my hus-
band L would try it. We stopped IT,.
trip, and settled here. / have returned
two seasons, and brought friends. We
have daily barefoot walks in crowds
great larks. 1t can be cheap or dea- II
Luchon. as you please
If ever you go TO Luchon don't argue
the dew question with the natives.
They've got ii in their heads that noun
tain dew wakes ndmmified feet: and even
the specialists Of the establishment (ho,
springs) respect their innocence.
Dew and RAN are always good for the
complexion, said one. II suppose they
rather help the feet as going anywhere
without SHOES and stockings would heir
them. also. But the mystery of Luchon
feet is deeper
'RadiUm?' 1 laughed
You have said it, he replied And
Yet it's complicated. Don't give my name
Il won't stand for an offhand opinion.
How much does the sulphuretted hydo-
gen do? 1t rises everywhere from the
soil round Luchon. reaching its climax IN
about half of the siXty-two hot springs.
On the other hand Arsonva come
straight from his studies at NeI1s.
in the extinct volcanoes of AuvcrGne. dis
covered less helm gas in our. springs. hut
great deal more, proPortionatelA.
emanating feebly from the Luchon soii
itself"
.'Radium emanation" l unused For
the feet
For the feet he echoed.
STERLING HEILIP.
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ms Have Taken UP Barefoot Fad

Pyrenees, and the pleasure-seeking rush
is over. But even in full July and Au-
gust any one can go barefoot without at
tracing the least attention"
Mind you, the mayor hates vanity. 1t
is plain that he welcomes seekers after
town, without too much approving them.
Our girls are modest he says. we
hate to talk about their feet. / would
rather that their fame should rest on
their housewifely virtues, their meek
ness. obedience, faithfulness and cour-
age"
Seeing that / could learn no more from
him. | sought the honor of presentation
To Mile. Marise Fairy, Paris beauty
who has pretty feet, and is now here,
showing them to Luchon dews.
Il ought to have" she laughed. I've
been barefooting it three seasons, to the
great improvement of my health-and
feet. Don't believe a word about the
dew It's helium and ca rbJlretted hydro
gen that make the feet grow shapey in
this soil. Try walking in the dew at
home you'll see. Petrified feet require
strong medicine OF course, mine are not;
I'm young. But most women of thirty
five or forty have petrified feet. 1t takes
helium, you know-radium"
Mile Marise claims to be a discoyerer
of Luchon feet.
Il was automobiling with my husband =
she says I'VE stopped. | met a beau
tiful girl of seventeen, dressed in their
picturesque way, with short brown over
skirt walking barefoot beside the oXcart
rs it fun to go barefoot i asked. She
replied that even her old grandmother
put in two hours daily. we think it
healthy said the girl. mountain dew is
the best tonic for the feet and the body.
| remarked her lovely feet. You ought
to see grandmas, she said Grandma is
ninety-seyen. going On nInety-eiSht, and
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l4uchon, i'm the French Pyr@n@@s Mountains, WI

admire-what his set considers smart.
a portrait painter. nor Il recognized So
ciety beauty, nor mixer of American
drinks, nor possessed any of the little
talents which make a woman prominent
in idle society. So her husband despised
her as nothin doin, and she, just nice,
ordinary, loving and faithful, was I'M
happy.
strange beautiful Russian woman, whose
triple personality is so talked about
You may have heard how Napierkowska
suddenly becomes Chinese, talks Man
DARN, Graves Chinese food and clothes,
shrinks from the world and hides indoors
as high-born Chinese women do. And
how. having slipped back TO her normal
Russian character as Napierkow ska, she
is. sooner or later, overcome by her third
personality, which is ancient Egg pt1an.
She sings unknown songs, mixes strange
perfumes. wears rings on her toes. reads
hieroglyphics and venerates cats-Who
collect and follow behind her, in the
street
The neglected Wife met this Napierkow-
ska-thiS is her tale and not Napierhow-
ska sand one day the latter said to her:
I'm sure your feet are beautiful.
You see, she had confessed her sor-
rows to the Russian beauty, who at once
hit on an excellent specially for the tai
entless one. to distinguish her in her
set and win her husbands esteem.
Lets see your feet. she said.
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the establishment. on vacation. In a
word. for ten or fifteen years past,
mothers in Paris society have been giving
immense care TO the feet of their growing
daughters. Having watered the plant
with their tears. and summed it with their
smiles the buds burst forth to the sur
prise and delight Of all l refer to their
feet.
AS result. fifty-year- women are hur-
rying to be barefoot girls: also thirty
five-year-olds and twenty -fves. And they
do well. Our feet-Paris artists never
cease to complain-have been the abused
poor relations, so to speak, of our
pampered hands Your hands. madame
Cor miss,, are delicious. AS Mayol sings:
Les mains de fem-mes
.Ie le proclaim
Sont des bi- joux-
don't ie sus fou, they're jewels. they set
me wild, says Mayol. Des roses, says
Andre de Fouquieres Yes. but, madame
Tor MISS, what about your feet?
The hands have been manicured, aired
creamed, perfumed. pumiced, powdered,
gloved, summed. shaded. brought up in
freedom and honor, decorated with rings.
praised admired. kissed and shaken
when taken. The feet. poor little Gin
derelas, have been relegated to the dark
and smoking chimney corner. I speak fig
urat:vely. referring to the shoe.
The feet have been pinched, deformed
and neglected. They have grown up
often pathetic little monstrosities, al
ways rather deformed little objects. Toes
which should be tapering and rosy as
the slimmest fingers are knobby, blood
less or apoplectic. overlapping, under
curling, this toe atrophied, that toe
sprawling like a crushed slug, The nails
have been broken and distorted. to the
horror of the pedicure, poor relation Of
the bright and beauteouS manicure.
The pity of it, So it suddenly struck
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MONG a hundred
fashionable women
walking here, all
barefoot, one, GER
tainly, owes her
life's happiness to
her beautiful feet.
Her husband neg
lected her.
Yet she was nice
looking and had
brought him money.
You see She had no
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-04-20

They're lovely. Get Persian boudoir
gown, the most expensive. and receive
your woman friends barefoot. like the
fair Nine. Montpelier and all the others.
Have them manicured like hands, the
toes tinted rosy.
The success was of course, great Word
flew through their set that the hitherto
neglected wife was Il natural barefoot
girl: and everybody wanted to see.
These people have nothing else to do,
and il harmoniZeS with Persian style in
dress and new esthetics, and even gives
a glamour of youthfulness, you'll see.
The husband went Dragging all day, and
she was Immediately happy becaus
natural barefoot girls are the very buds
of elegance in Paris society of the hour
and, by force of circumstance. can only
occasionally be over nineteen years of
age,
That is why the others rush to Luchon.
Many of the rosebud feet. as growing
girls. had waded in the dews of Luchon
on vacation.
To come to Luchon for the feet. thus.
gives the idea that one has the habit
Pretty feet are best "nursed up at Luz
chon, after firing city seasons Also,
Luchon is the best bet for ugly feet to
improve
l refer to the buds principally. The
style is said to have come by way of the
young daughter of a semi-oriental aInbas-
sador. Others give all the credit to the
Persian craze in dress. Paris papers
name princesses and duchesses and mil
lionaires beautiful wives who are certain
ly past thirty-tive. and who show pretty
feet; but the real genesis of it all lies
deeper-the barefoot girl, the true bud
has been growing up these ten or fifteen
years past.
She has been growing up silently.
modestly unperceived, like a violet in a
little nook. Nobody knew her-eXcept her
mamma and the massage specialists at
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mothers of fashionable girl children of
Paris.
For ten years. certainly, they have
been avoiding this blemish in their dear
ones. Their growing daughters feet have
not been Cinderellas. They have had
all the care Of hands. Never has
tight i'll formed shoe compressed
them. Massagel and manipulations have
developed each toe as shapely as
finger. Stockings with separate toes
have prevented the rosy marvels from
pressing toeetheF and injuring one an
other. The mu scles, nerves and skin
have been so developed that these beau
tiful little feet have much mobility and
constituencies. You know how a slight
pressure of the thand may say much?
Well. SO with theAe feet!
The barefoot girl wears jewels on her
toes, and often little bells, to make music
wherever she goes. OF course, it is rather
in the privacy of the boudoir and the
society of young giFls like herself. Bare
foot parties are frequent-the Persian
style favOrs them, and some wear gor-
geous, billOwy petit coat trousers of flow
cred silk. AT such parties the buds lark
among themselves and play girlish tricks
such as pinchinS sisters ear or picking
up pen and writing ones name at
high desk.
And as-after ALI the foot is quite as
honorable as the h and. at certain pink
lit teas, they say, there have been rosy
gumpses shown to mere men.
Now you know why all the other women
strive to he the sal ne.
At Luchon. hereL they were already
going barefoot IN March. but the
photographer whoI tried to get a snap
shot of their fyost-bitten treasures
barely escaped duel Why so peevish
about their feet: Why prudish? Were
they ashamed of their feet? Were their
feet not charming? OF course. lady
may have beautiful feet and refuse to
let them be snap shotted. Yes, but
Our "e sra an ea knew Luchon. "1 To
old families of Boston, New York.
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specially. and her husband was Paris
snoJ The snuD values only what others
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TO Be in Persian STYLE.

TO Be in Persian Style.
1 The Barefoot Buds of
Paris-Heilig Describes
Quaint Old Town Where
All Women Refuse to Wear
Shoes During Greater Part
of the Year-The Benefits of
Going Barefoot, According to
Those Who Have Taken Up
the Fad.
Special Correspondence OF The Star.
DE-LUCHON, French Pyre
nees Mountains, on the Spanish From
tier. April TO- 1919.
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