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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
-. What Violet Did =.

I'm glad Elsie is not dancing much
the other girls get so flushed and
warm and their hair gets all loose!
Elsie looks just as nice at the end
OF the evening as when she first
dressed, and that is such a mark of
a lady!
"Oh. Mr.. Lund! Forest Luhd
Would you mind doing something for
me? Go over and bring Elsie here
l want to see her a minute.
Hasn't he the finest, broadea
shoulders Mrs. Phipps? Such a splen-
did young man-and they say his
father is the head of that soap com
pany that makes millions every year
and
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Lund! asked
him to bring you over here. Elsie!
Here are two chairs just waiting for
you both! I'm 50 glad to get a little
chat with you. Mr.. Lund, You pop
ular young man--oh, yes you are!
None of your older friends has
chance TO say word to you lately.
Now, If you could have a quiet
game of bridge with Elsie and me
tomorrow morning down in the ar
Dor, where no insistent girl will hunt
you up and carry you off for tennis
or sailing, / think it would do you
good-you rush around at such A
ratel Elsie plays such a good game
Of bridge! l suppose that is natural.
because she has such keen mind.
81 wanted TO tell you that your car
is the handsOmest one at the lake.
Forest. and-what is that? You mus.
be excused because you have the next
dance engaged? Oh, certainly!
We'll, Mrs. Phipps. will you look
at that! Deliberately leaving Elsie
alone while he goes and dances with
Violet Wibberson. And the way he Is
looking a her! Really, ] had no idea
Forest LUnd was such a ninny! There
is something coarse about his face.
after all, don't you think? His mouth
is weak, too, and / suppose, like all
men with rich fathers, he doesn't
amount to a row of pins. He is no.
at all the sort of young man / want
my daughter to associate with!
Come, Elsie. it's time to retire and
get your beauty sleep. Thank heaven,
you are not permitted to run wild
like that Violet Wibberson!"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09

THE woman in the imported lace
gown sighed violently as she sat
and rocked, surveying the ball
room of the Blue Flag Lake Hotel.
1t is perfectly dreadful" she said
to the woman in the last years crepe
de chine, how girls are brought up
nowadays! I'm speaking particularly
OF that Violet Wibberson. who is max
Ing herself SO conspicuous here this
summer If there is one thing I
pride myself on it is the fact that
I've brought up my daughter prop
eriy. She would scorn to push her
self forward the way Violet Wibber-
son does.
Why, only to-day my daughter
said to me, Mamma. If / was as bold
as Violet Wibberson I'd just die of
mortlhcation! Elsie is so sensitive!
Why. yes. Elsie's here tonight
IN the corner over there in the green
dress-the girl with the aristocratic
sort of beauty. What do you suppose
that wretched old Lyle woman said
to me to-day? Asked why | didn't
give Elsie a tonic, because she looked
so white an anaemic! | wouldn't
have Elsie's complexion changed for
worlds! I think II looks distinguished
and ladylike, while all the other girls
are so sunburned and brown and
frowsy looking! 1t is queer how the
young men seem attracted by that
type-but. OF course, 1t is just pass
ing fancy When they want to marry
they pick out a retiring, ladylike girl
like my Elsie.
q told Elsie so to-day when Forest
Lund walked right by her. though
she had on her prettiest tennis cos
tune and had her racket in her hand,
and asked that Violet Wibberson for
game I said to her. Elsie, I'm
ashamed OF you for crying about it
that is, she didn't really cry, but you
know how girls are-'when you know
| said. that no man in his senses
would prefer a big, Overgrown girl
like Violet, with eyes like those OF an
OK and a complexion like a vulgar
milkmaid's to a delicate, well-bred
girl like yourself! Forest Lund can't
help but see the difference! You go
right out there on the end of the
porch where he can see you, and
finish your embroidery
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
The | WINS 80. A Charming Short Story

n UNCH and Judy stood trembling
on the verge of a real adven-
ture. The twins were in Ken
Sngton Gardens with Jessie, who
las sitting at the pond in lively con-
ersation with an attendant. She
& ad really done her best to entertain
b. children, and had told them the
&Eory they liked best of all-the
tory of how beautiful she was
Fessed on the day she married Jack
bid Of her sorrows afterward, the
list time he came home drunk and
D. left him to go to her mother.
md then at last, the most exciting
Il It all, the last words of the story:
& And since that day l have never
Zen or heard anything of him"
When Jessie said this her eyes were
SlwayS full of tears. Now they had
card the story again, so when Jessie
egdn to talk with the attendant, the
4 E.ns decided to explore the garden
Done
i As they sneaked away they looked
sack several times, Jessie was still
Batting with the man. They climbed
zVer the low iron railing and the
pad was clear. They walked until
|iey wondered if there was any end
II the garden.
We have losted our way" cried
S udy "Oh, Punch, let me go home, /
~ so hungry"
i They went on until they nearly
umbled over a man sleeping in the
i Pass
Vow | know what to do" cried
fln'h We will ask this man 10
Pc Us home. IL we can only wake
I'm up, and really it is not good for
i'm 70 sleep in the damp grass. Jessie
&lWays tells us that, you know"
i Judy put out her little hand and
soucaed the mans forehead. He slept
n and did not stir.
I think we win DO as we do to
7apa Sundays" said Judy. I'VE will
y down hard on his stomach"
i lney counted: "One, two, three"
Snd sat down on the man, who woke
n VITA start and stared at them
Punch hurried to explain.
VIII you please take us home? We
pave lostcd our way and we were so
cared till we found you"
Two nice children" the man
lnes9"
Inc twin" looked at each other.
Inc bell rang to warn people that
le gales We're about to be closed.
We must get out of here" said the
an Come along, little ones" He
Eook their hands and walked toward
H. gate.
II Was almost dark now, and he
ould feel that their little legs were
IIfed so he picked them up and car
ffel them.
Inc man at the gate looked sus-
fectingly at the ragged fellow carry
m the two we'll dressed children.
thought.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
:: SNAP SHOTS =:
BY LILLIAN LAUFERTY.

Before her lay the Mountains OF
Struggle-and Beyond she could not see.
But she came on. longing for more cool
moss beneath her burning feet.
And at the end of the bridge Hope
and Strength waited with kind eyes to
take her hands in hers and go with her
over the Mountains to the Land OF
Hearts Desire.
over the mountains, dear,
Away from the city's strife.
Beyond the reach of turmoil and pain.
Come let us seek for life.
There, where the grass is always green,
Where skies are ever blue.
Let us seek for the place where life is
young,
Where happiness waits us two,
Over the mountains. dear,
Away from the life we know
But listen, we're fond of the folks right
here,
They'd grieve II we CHANGED to go.
And sometimes the sunshine in town
seems gold,
And skies are kind and blue
Why wander from home? For here
Love and Life
And happiness wait us two,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
The Wisdom of Seventeen
BY FRANCES L. GARsIDE.

Is your income elastic? Will YOU.
when less than 20, be contented to
stay at home in the evening like an
old man is contented, because the 60
ing out means the price of shoes for
the baby? VIII you, when still a boy,
find recreation in such outings az are
suitable for the wife and the babies
and feel no regret when the other
boys go unham~ared and carefree 20
the swimming pool and the diamond?
Have you such perfect self-control
that you are fit to control others? d.
you really know the girl you love?
Isn't your admiration for her similar
to that which you feel for a butter
fly? But did you ever. my son, see
butterfly that survived a storm?
Do You Know Lover
Do you know what love Is? You
may know the world Being II, theirs
is no doubt you know it; but do you
know what love is?
The love that lasts: that grows
stronger, and more tender, and broad
er, and more charitable with the
years; the Il We that is love, and not
passing sentiment based on vanity or
animal attraction. You have no moro
comprehension of that than you have
of the life at the bed of the ocean!
You have caught a glimpse Of the
alphabet, and claim you are perfect
in the language. You have heard
strain of sweet music, and believe
you are fitted to lead the orchestra.
My son. you don't know what love
is! Keep on trying to learn, and some
day you will know. Fall. in love, and
fall out again. Keep a tenant in your
heart all time. That is the priv'-
lege OF youth and the comfort OF OLD
age. But don't, I beg Of you, don't
think of getting married when you are
only IT!
Know yourself first! Believe me.
when 1t comes to getting marie
that is more important than knowing
the world and all there is in it.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
Up-to-Date Jokes

A solicitor called upon another mem
Der OF the profession and asked his
opinion upon a certain point of law
The lawyer to whom the question was
addressed drew himself up.
"I generally get paid for what l
know" he said, stiffly.
The questioner took half a crown
from his pocket and offered it to the
other.
Tell ME all you know and give me
the change" said he.
The East End doctor was attending
an injured woman who had come to his
surgery with her arm severely bitten.
He dressed the wound, and as he did
so he remarked:
ct cannot quite make out what sort
Of animal bit you. The wound is too
small for a horses bite and too big for
dogs"
ooh, it wasn't an ANIMAL" exclaimed
the patient ut was another lydy."
Schoolmistress (endeavoring to i'm
press upon the class the meaning Of
the word "cuticle') Polly john
son, tell me what it is with which my
face and hands are covered.
Back came. the answer with start
ling promptitude: "Freckles, miss"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09

~. was SO nervous I could not sleep;
|Ie.n would be so tired mornings
So, sao l could scarcely get around. It
IA NEG almost impossible to move or
ssrs- DIT Of work, and I thought
would be any better until
nas Itted to an operation. / COM
rrSeQ taking Lydia z. Pinkham's
NJ V-aoIe Compound and soon felt
Ia. new woman. had no pains,
h, well had good appetite and was
No. eng could do almost all my own
I'm LOT a family of four. / shall
d 1 ,:. Ieel that owe my good health
our medicine. Mrs. Hayward
Syy~.ers' Cary, Maine.
~ you are Ill do not drag along until
,S,s operation is necessary, but at
An. TAKEN Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege-
aus Compound.
you have the slightest doubt that
.''a = Pinkham's Vegetable Com
! n. will heIp you, write to Lydia
h. r,nEnam Medicine Company loom
..'ntiaD, Lynn, Mass, for advice.
W letter will be opened, read and
A. by woman. and held in
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
'Dly O0cm Beauty Secrets" gYANNA HELD
5-Baua HaAdn@ za
By ANNA HELD.
CHeading Anna Held's All-Star Variets
Jubilee" Under Management
of John Cort.)

Copyright, 1913. International News.
Service.
4 RE you making the most OF
n simple aids to beauty that
you have right at hand?
Or do you sit in a corner like
Cinderella before the Fairy God
mother brought her dresses Of
gold and silver and priceless jew
els?
Do you think you can not be
lovely unless you are robed in the
creations of la belle Paris, and
set off by plumes of Paradise and
osprey and the priceless aigrettes?
Come, Mademoiselle, let me in
troduce you to your own modern
fairy godmother.
Allons. Behold, then, your ten
skillful fingers!
Now, let us scamper up to the
old trunk in the attic, or ran
sack the trimming top bureau
drawer Bits of ribbon and net
and lace and some long discarded
beads reward US. We find the
hats of the season before, and
some artificial flowers that once
decked us
And now l am going to show
you what adorable head dresses
you what adorable headdresses
of finery that you thought use
less. So there, MAIDEN liselle Gin
Gorella. let US set our wits and
fingers and imaginations to work.
Let us consider the case of last
years leghorn hat. Suppose you
are asked to a fancy dress par
ty. Now, why not go as Sum
mer?'' Turn the discarded cha
peau up in front, make some great
oak leaf shaped ornaments of silk
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
A FIcTIoNLEss FABLE.

a GIRL stood trembling on the
II banks of the River of Forgetful-
4 n ness. She had crossed the arid
plains OF Lost Illusions. and beyond
the streams lay the Mountains Of Strug
gle
Her body was weary. her limbs trem-
bled, her feet bled; but the light in
the Temple OF Her Soul still burned
with feeble glow. She had retained her
right to look all men and women unfal-
tering in the eve.
Beneath she beheid the River of For
getfulness-its waters seemed cool and
blue. But far to the right, at the head
OF the stream, lay the Rapids of Des-
peration. Beyond was the Sea Of Dark
ness and Disgrace. To the left was the
sucking Whirlpool of Death.
Before her lay an old bridge rotting
from disuse and neglect. Its name the
girl did not know.
She struggled with herself for a few
agonized moments. Then she lifted
one bleeding foot and set 1t on the old
bridget twisted and bent beneath
her on the rotting timber and ached
anew as splinters pierced H.
The girl paused and gazed almost
longingly at the blue waters OF Forget
fulness that lay beneath. She remem-
bered the weary way she had come.
She knew that beyond lay the Noun
tains OF Struggle.
She lifted her eyes TO the clear sky.
tottered forward another step and laid
a blstered hand on the rusted rail at
the old BRIDGES side. She went on an
other step and another. Then beneath
an aching foot she felt a bit OF cool
moss A little smile trembled across
her face. The light in her soul famed
up anew.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09

mondalne VIII envy you when you
set it on your we'll brushed, dain-
tily arranged locks.
The foundation is a soft satin
ribbon bound like the Scotch
snood about your head from fore
head to the nape of the neck.
Now for a bit of advice. Try to
cultivate a sort Of tendril or two
at the neck to soften the line
when you dress your hair high.
From back to front of your
foundation ribbon fasten another
ribbon. This extends from center
front to the base of the coiffure
in back. And now set two cross
bar loops of the ribbon across 1t
to run in parallel lines from side
to side Of the head.
A Final Touch.
And, finally, poise daintily and
fetchingly on your "snood ribbon"
scintillating butterfly. This is
the secret of our quivering Pa
pillon's" life: 1t is fashioned, not
of gossamer and fiower-dew, but
of things almost as airy and fas-
cinating! Cut four wings of fine
net and arrange insets of flowers
and buds which you have taken
from outworn old lace. Sew the
wings thickly with cleaning and
scintillating beads so your butter
fly may be a shimmering delight.
Wire the edges of the wings with
fine lace wire. And poise "Papll-
lon" at the particular spot on the
ribbon where he will make you
look most like a flower on which
he has just alighted!
Try my little fancies; pray do.
I think you will find them quite
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
( A LOVER" writes me:

~ will you kindly let me
know how old a young man
and woman must be to be married?
Also what is the fee charged for OBJ
tanning a marriage license and how
must one proceed to get 1t. l am II
years of age and would like to know
these things.
Please do not reply that I am to-
young 70 be interested iu these things,
or to get married. For l know
great deal of the world"
In what way. my son?
II by that you mean you have seen
portions of 1t from a car window, you
don't know the world. II by that you
mean that you have been brought 10
by hard knocks and have learned
much in the bitter school of expert
ence, you don't know the world.
But granting that you do know the
world a claim that the wisdom Of z
often makes, that does not give you
the right to get married,
You must know something more
than the world before you take such
step-you must know yourself!
A Faithful Heart.
You may know how to find your
way in foreign lands, or how to take
care of yourself in your own, but you
don't know much with the map of th.s
world at your fingers ends unless you
know yourself.
Are your shoulders broad enough TO
bear the burden of family? Is your
heart so faithful 1t will remain true,
through so or 60 years to the girl
you loved as a boy? Is your judg-
ment so mature you can pick ou:,
when only II, the type Of girl who Will
be your ideal when you have become
a man?
Has patience become a habit with
you? Is 1t a JOY to you to practise
self-denial for those you love-not
once, but often and aiways-and with
M one to commend or annlaud?
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09

Just then a nurse girl came rushing
up.
My little darlings," she cried. Then
she looked up and stared into the face
of the man.
Jack" she gasped, and leaned
against the gate post heavily.
Jessie" cried the man. Have you
forgiven me?"
You have found the children for
me. Yes"
And they have found me for YOU"
he said.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
SHE is RIGHT.
r Miss Fairfax:

Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have been very attentive to
-oung lady. have told her of
NV love and expected her to con-
fsss as much. But she refuses
~ reU me where l stand IN her
e1ections, saying, "A woman was
made TO keep man guessing"
NAT.
As a result of her evasive way of
sa-ing your avowal, you are more
love. and more interested. Isn't
tat so?
Tell her again and often. In time
he will tell you she loves you and
y avowal will be all the sweeter
Pause you were so long in win
100 10
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
A Real Waste.

1t was the new boys first morning
at the grocer's.
ERE. what d'you mean by shaking
the buster out 10 the window" cried
the proprietor, wasting all that good
dust?"
Wasting it?" asked the astonished
lad.
Where d'you think we get the
bloom for the grapes FROM" came the
answer.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09

what Lydia e
Pinkham's Vege-
table Compound
did for me. One
year ago ! found
myself q terrible
sufferer. I had
pains in both
sides and such q
soreness l could
scarcely straight
en- up at times.
My back ached, ]
had no appetite,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
THAT is OPTIONAL.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
| am twenty-four, and am en-
gagged to a young girl Of twenty.
Now as we are to be married
soon our parents would like to
come to some understanding.
Kindly let me know which is
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
Under the Hat.

Under the hat I am wearing a
wee cappie that will look char
mantle atop your soft tresses at
the next soiree-that is party with
you, is 1t MOTTO which you are
invited.
To make the little cap, which is
a bit like what our Normandie
peasants ear, take a bit of lace
edging long enough to extend
across your head well back of the
forehead from temple to temple.
To this add two more pieces of
equal length, and put chem on
with a slight outward flare. Now,
a longer piece across the back
will complete the outline of your
cap in triangular form
Fill 1t in with tulle or net to fit
the head smooth. Now wire the
edge and line your little cap with
a soft, pretty bit Of silk that will
bring out the lights IN your own
bright eyes. All, Madame, you are
adorable. And it cost you? A bit
of patience, some pains and a few
stitches.
And now comes little head
dress that the most fashionable
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

proper: Should my parents go
10 my friends house, or should
my friends parents come to my
house? Hope you will decide this
Tor US, as we are in a wrangle.
A B.
1t is not important which family
makes the first overtures and never
serious enough to cause a wrangle
The family possessing the finer,
broader instincts will take the first
steps, showing they don't measure
good intentions by rule.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
WOMAN ESCAPES
OPERATION
By Timely Use of Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound.

Here is her own statement.
Gary, Maine.-"I feel it a duty J
we - al suffering vnnrnen to tell
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
An enviable head-dress.

muslin, chiffon or any bits your
piece bag" contains. Fasten
them across the front of the hat
after you have turned 1t up at
the most becoming angle you can
find. Then loop some black velvet
ribbon across the crown, catch it
at the throat with an artificial
flower and arrange big bunch Of
these flowers at your waist. Now,
aren't you a pretty summer maid
en-?
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09
DON'T WORRY ABOUT THEM.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
l am a girl eighteen years of
age and feel discouraged on ac-
count of my eyes. They are big
and black, but lack in luster.
VIII you please advise me what
to do to improve them?
JULIA s.
Watch your health carefully; be
outdoors all you can; take an inter-
est in life and those about you; be
interested; read and think; be enthu-
siastic!
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-09

enchanting. And hope they will
inspire you to invent some dainty
ornaments of your own. For hear
me while / impart one of the
secrets of the far-famed charm of
the French woman. She has skill
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-09-19

fad in WhartOn-plcture hats. Els
saw and wished Then she went into
the house to attend to some culinary
duties and forgot all about her wish.
Elsa was a great favorite with the
children of Wharton. Two had come
to have her tell them stories-ittle
Nettie Lane and her brother. They
stood outside the fence where Elsa
did not see them and they heard the
wish uttered. '.
The wise little Nettie was impress
ed by the deep, earnest manner of the
speaker. In fact, slight shade of
seriousness on the face of her great
favorite caused Nettie to remain out
side.
"Come, brother" she said to her
companion, Miss Dunbar is sad and
worried and we won't bother her to-
day. Did you hear what she said?"
THAT she wanted a picture hat?
Yes. What's a picture hat, Nettie?"
81 don't know, but I'm going to find
out" answered Nettie thoughtfully
I'D do anything to make Miss Dun
bar happy" ~ .. ..-
$50 would T." declared little Bob
bic with JUNCTION.
"And I'd give all my dolls and all
my story books just to get her one of
those picture hats"
"And I'd throw in all my marbles
and agates-an except the new fall
sey. Sam Cupples is half owner of
that"
Bobbie ran off just here to join his
announced partner, whom he saw at
a distance. Nettie trudged along, i'm
mersed in deep thought. She met a
companion of her own age and there
was long consultation as to pic
ture hats"
81 think 1 know what they are"
said Nettie's juvenile adviser.
well, WHAT" inquired Nettie with
interest.
''You know how girls wear pictures
in lOcketS and in the backs of
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-09-19
THE PICTURE HAT
BY Gertrude Mary Sheridan.

=
= Copyright by w. G. Chapman.)
II wish l had one of those new pic
ture hats" sighed Elsa Dunbar and
knew that she sighed in vain, but did
not know that her fond wish had
been overheard-an by a veritable
little fairy.
It was natural that neat, hand
some and ambitious girl like Elsa
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-09-19
Paused as His Eye Lit Upon EIsa's
Hat, With Photograph On 1t.

should long for the pretty things of
life. 1t was bad time to have ex-
travagant notions, though. Affairs
were at low ebb with her crippled
father and WORKOUT mother. They
had little home and piece of land
from which they earned bare living,
but there was mortgage on the
property. The holder was misery old
SlGs Bounderby and he had been
pressing them sorely of late for pay
ment. -
The village picnic was due the next
day and two girls had passed the