The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-02-19
Living Up to
Ones Features

took a good look at her profile, sur
mounted by a new hat, in the mirror
with the aid of handglass. Then she
sat down suddenly and despairingly.
Its no use," she said to her best
friend, who, in the role of millinery ad-
wiser, sat at a critical distance and
and gazed at her. ITS never been
any use since my nose decided to take
after mammals family and turn up
instead of papa's family and keep to
the straight and narrow way.
you don't know how terribly hard
1t has always been for me. Belinda, to
live up to my features. Now, what
kind of disposition should you say
goes with nose like mine?"
"Flippancy, irrelevancy, flirtatious-
ness. gayety, insouciance." said her
friend. checking of each unredeeming
fault on her fingers. Exactly, and
do you think any Of them fits me-?
Not at all. They only fit my nose.
tell you truly, Belinda, I've never
dared be myself for one moment on
account Of my nose. All my yearning
to be literary has been nipped by my
nose. Whoever saw a literary person
with a turn-up nose? l was dying to
be musical and practiced furiously. un-
til one day found out. glancing up
at myself in mirror opposite while /
was playing a Chopin nocturne, that
my nose struck false note. There
was nothing to do but give up my
music after that
The only thing l am fit for is to
keep tea room, and even then
don't believe my patrons could be
hoodwinked into the belief that my
nose was financially sound To &C.
complish anything worth while in this
life, Belinda, you must first have the
features for it.
The worst part of it ALL" she add
ed, taking off the offending hat and
poking it into the ba1Gbox, is that
you must dress for the part your
features call upon you to play. Here
l am, with sober, sedate mushroom
hat, of the most conservative order
on my hands, and | don't dare put II
on my head. look like a guy in it
Internally | am sober, sedate, and con
sentative. Externally | am flippant
pert and saucy. The internal quail
| ties don't count in the purchase Of
headgear. You must buy hats to match
the externals. Here, try it on your
self, Belinda. 1t looks charming OIL
you. Why don't you buy it?"
Because | am so tired of it," muir
INJURED her friend.
Tired Of it? Why it's brand new
It's only just come. What are yo,
talking about?"
Tired of that style, explained Be
linda YEARLY "All my life I've hat
to wear that style. l long for some
thing that turns up and turns down ii
an irresponsible sort Of way; some
thing-something saucy, In fact"
"You!" exclaimed her friend why
Belinda, what's come over you?"'T toe
am beset by my features" confesse,
Belinda. 81 can't get away from them
My outer husk shows me a reposefu
creature of brooding serenity. | an
at heart positively rakish. There's
Bohemian streak in me one yard wide
OF course you don't believe 1t Of me
and I've never confessed it befor
to any one, but I'm fairly bubblin
over with the spirit of adventure
long to do and say outrageous things
to defy the community, and set it b
the ears. The primrose path beckon
me, and Pans pipes lure me on"
And yet there's no more sober a
individual among my friends tina
you." cried her astounded chum.
Eyes, I know" Belinda said def
antly, land there's no one who su
fers more from repressed individual
ity than /. We are both overruled b
set of features which were not IL
tended for us at all We are both II,
ing under assumed personalities, al
sumed purely to back our features
You wish to be literary with an vi
turned nose, and l, with a nose ths
rivals Dante's and the thin lips Of Co
nelia, mother OF the Gracchi, am ba,
chanalian at heart. II we could onl
change temperaments; but we can
My friends would be as Mortified a
yours"
Providence must certainly hav
been absent-minded when we were CT,
ated," said the girl with the inquirin
nose sadly.
YES" agreed Belinda, and | SUI
pose Bernard Shaw understood US
little when he said: DO unto others q
you would have them do unto yo
Their tastes may not be the same
You can't Judge person by his fea
ures. What are we going to do abo,
it?"
Let's have tea" said her friend i
cidly. Maybe that will clear OIL
brains and help us decide ON SON
plan Of action that will only startle tt
world by degrees
Youthful Japanese Horseman.
J Tour Tateishi, IA years old son of