Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-03-19
By DOROTHY DIX.

ID 7 O1A.
that you could never. never tire Of
him, though you lived to celebrate
your diamond wedding anniversary.
To get a line on how taste changes
at your age just try to recall how
crazy you were over that pink dress
last winter You thought it the
very quintessence of style. and
smartness, and beauty. Now you
wouldn't be caught dead in it.
Also recall the way you had your
room fixed up with college flags,
and photographs of the girls and
boys, and dinky little souvenirs.
and how perfectly grand you con
sidered it. They went into the dis
card after you took that course of
art lectures and found out that
bare simplicity was the thing. And
do you remember how mad you
were over chocolate fudge until YOU
got an overdose of it? Now the
very name of fudge gives you nau-
sea.
He May Not Develop.
Believe me. all those disasters
and more, are almost sure to repeat
themselves if you marry when You
are seventeen. Your taste isn't
formed in men, any more than it is
in books, or food, or clothes. You
are at the growing time of life. and
your point of view, your demands.
your ideals enlarge with every
year, and unfortunately YOU can
have no guarantee that your hus-
band will develop in the same way
that you did.
lie may stay just what he was
when you married him, or,he NAV
go backward, and then wha& are
you going to do? Take it from me.
little girl. a last years husband is
sometimes harder to put up with
than last years hat, and you can
nave spiritual nausea at the COM
partnership of man you've out
grown that is million times worse
than any physical affliction. So nut
off getting married till you have
come to your maturity. There are
enough risks in matrimony with
out taking any risk on the kind Of
woman you are going to be your
self, or the sort Of a husband you'll
want when you grow up.
Consider also, little girl. that if
you marry when you are still a
child you deliberately cut yourself
out of the only play time of life
that the average woman ever has.
Her girlhood is the golden hour Of
woman's existence. It is the time
when she is care-free, and every
one cOnspires to make her happy
and give her a good time. Even
the happiest wife has her burdens,
her restrictions. She must sacri-
flee herself to her husband and
children. Take look at some poor,
sickly young mother wrestling with
poor, sickly little babe before YOU
let yourself in for walking the
collie at an age when you should be
turkey trotting.
And Lastly-Don't Elope!
Finally beloved, don't elope. You
may not believe it, but your par
ents are your best friends. They
have nothing at heart but your in
terest, no desire but for your hap
piness, and if they are not willing
for you to marry, rest assured they
have good and sufficient reasons.
Don't elope. Don't sneak off and
marry unbeknown to those who
have made so many sacrifices for
you.
Wait until the law makes you
responsible for your own actions
and gives you a right to do as you
please. Then you won't have to
elope, and the chances are that
you wouldn't look at the youth you
once contemplated running off to
marry. 1t will give you such cold
shivers when you think of what
you have escaped that you'll turn
up your coat collar
Think long. long time before
You marry little girl; for it takes
five minutes and dollar and half
to get married but it requires SOL
row and tears. and lawyers. and
much money TO get a divorce. It's
always lot easier TO get into
trouble than to get out of it-and
may Heaven preserve you from the
folly Of an early marriage,