Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1915-08-24

their laps, laughing, chatting and at
tending to their pet pOodles for want
of something better. Women have
turned their attention to the many
changes the present affords, which for
the first time in their lives have
opened the gates Of usefulness and
benefit to some poor. needy humanity
and given them something to make up
and think about 1t is a boon from
heaven for the women who have
lounged and strolled about idly with
the one aim of trying to kill time, tir-
ing of perusing this book or playing on
the piano the latest hit music, ending
by having beauty culturists minister to
their looks, and looking forward to
every attractive entertainment go
ing. The call for women by her
suffering sisters from one part of
the city to another has aroused
new ambition in the listless, spurred
on many an aimless woman with
an extravaganza of purse and an
Overindulgence for vanity and it's
course. If she awakes in a morning
that is gray and dark she no longer
yawns for her maid to bring a dainty
cup of chocolate to her bedside and
place a fresh bouquet of flowers on her
gilt table. She doesn't mind inconven-
fences or conjecture how the weather
is to turn out. She hurries through
her breakfast, dons a neat walking
off oh xxrffh
ton and a bright resolve to be of
some use, some comfort to helpless de-
pendents whose hands have been out
stretched to her own. Flowers abloom
in the florists windows seem to nod
and to invite her to take them away.
She has no use for them, but it dawns
in her mind that they would certainly
brighten the poor invalids who we're
obliged to lie in cots in hospitals, shut
in from the light of day In a jiffy,
almost, a number of pretty odorous
blooms were transplanted to the sick
room. Pain and sleeplessness were for
gotten for the time being; the rooms
frightened or the unfortunate little
feverish hands clapped as the obs
and murmurs fell from their lips. All
of this happiness and delight cost her
not much more than the trifles she
would have expended her money on
for momentary qualification or the
selfish killing of time. Pleasure pales
before the heart lifting of others who
bless her name, watch for her COM
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en- who go in quest of aid to others
who are almost on the verge of Civ
ing up their frail hold on life are win
ming for themselves laurels. She who
is on the hunt to kill time should di-
rect herself to the infirmary where the
crippled children are sheltered. If she
could but read to them the little story
out of last nights paper. causing them
to forget for a brief half hour their
dream world and their desolate sur
roundings, what a boon her visit would
be to them Another hour spent
among the aged telling them what is
going on in the outside world of
which they were once a part but now
quite forgotten could awaken their
hearts anew and light the fire of hope
in many hearts in which it was thought
burned out. Has anyone thought that
It was criminal to kill time? Let time
live and every moment account for
some useful deed accomplished. Even
a poor woman can give a smile and
lifting hand to the woman still poorer
than she Time never rolls backward.
Do not idle it away if you would be
happy.