The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1915-06-17
WOMEN ENGAGED IN KILLING
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aH s. TIME. '.'
Copyright. 1915, by the Mcclure News
paper Syndicate.)
IF you were queen Of pleasure
And | were king OF pain,
Wed hunt down love together,
Pluck u his flying feathers
And teach his feet q measure
And n his mouth a rein;
II you were queen OF pleasure
And / were king Of pain"
These words are not intended for
the women who belong to the work.
A-day world, who's time has to be ac-
counted for by the minutes and pre-
cious hours from morning till night.
The women OF wealth and idleness
are the ones who should profit by these
earnest suggestions. Many Of these
~so-called fortunate women grow weary
for the wan OF having something
worthy to do instead Of idly folding
their hands in their laps, laughing,
chatting and attending to their pet
poodles for want Of something better.
Women nave 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 poor, needy humanity
and given them something to make up
and think about. 1t is a boom 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, end
ing by having beauty c%ulturists min
lister to their looks and looking for
ward to attractive entertainment 60
ing. The call for women by her suffer-
ing sisters from one part of the city
to another has aroused new ambition in
the ltstless Spurred on many an aim
less woman with an extravaganza of
purpose n an overindulgence for van
ity and its hrs II she wakes on 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
Inconvenience or conjecture how the
weather is to turn out. She hurries
through her breakfast, dons a neat
walking suit and off h goes with new
ambition and a bright resolve to be Of
some use, some comfort to helpless
dependents whose hands have been
outstretched 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
VIM "SIO ODAl6cu ~ lie III COlS ID nus
pitfalls, shut In from The light Of day. In
a Jiffy, almost, a number Of pretty,
odorous blooms were t~ransplanted to
the sick room, Pain and sleeplessness
were forgotten for the, time being; the
rooms frightened Of the unfortunately
little feverish hands, clapped as the
obs and murmurs fell from their
lips. All of this happiness and delight
cost her not much more h a the trifles
she would have expended her money
on Tor momentary qualification or the
selfish killing Of time. Pleasure pales
before the heart lifting Of others who
bless her name, watch for her coming
and listen for her footsteps. Women
who &C In quest of aid to Others who
are almost on the verge Of giving up
their frail hold on life are winning for
themselves laurels. She who is on the
hunt to kill time should direct her
self to the inflrmary where the crippled
children are sheltered. II she could but
read to them the little story out of
last nights paper, causing them to for
get for q brief a hour their dream
world and their desolate surround
ings, VIA a boo her visit would be
to them! Another Jour spent among
the aged telling them what Is going
on IN the outside world of which they
were once a part, but now quite for
gotten 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 1t was
criminal to kill time? Let time live
and every moment account for some
useful deed accomplished. Even O
poor woman can give a smile and lift
ing ham to the woman still poorer
than she. Time never rolls backward.
DO not idle it If you would be happy.