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The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-06-29
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= rRJ. ELITH THONPNON

Dear Mrs. Thompson: l am twede
three years old. Last Sunday | Wa
to Sunday school picnic. Our eli
has one every month. The girls 4
boys 90 alone an dusually the BID
take the girls home. Outsiders al
attend these picnics. There is d
young man who has been in the hal
OF taking me home. Saturday anoi
er young man asked me for d
first dance before my regular partij
had a chance. 1t cost him seventy-fl
cents for the evening-f1fty cents
himself and twenty-five for a lad
He had never gone to any of d
picnics before and so I did not knS
him. At first was disappointed
cause he asked me. because he "
about three years younger than I a
He danced so we'll that I PREFER
him to my regular partner before {
evening was over.
Later in the evening my regul
partner told me that we would
home on the II o'clock car and ask
me II had anything checked tn
He COulu Sct lOT Ilc ulu
know what to do, because l did n
know which boy l should go hor
with. let my old friend take n
The new boy did not ask me and
waved at me when I started Q
What was the proper thing to do U
der the circumstances?
RUSsELLA,
Under the circumstances I thil
you did the right thing. You cou
hardly turn down your old friend {
an uncertainty.
Dear Mrs. Thompson: I am E
quainted with young man who
think is nice, but he doesn't ca
much about me. What can do
gain his love? SOPHIA.
A girl who starts out to gain 10
usually fails. Just be as attracti
as you can without looking for b
love until he surprises you with
Always be neat in your appearan
and try to talk about the things viii,
interest the boy. Make him talk, &c
and be an appreciative listener.
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-06-29
NEGRO EDUCATOR TO
SPEAK SUNDAY

Mrs Mullone-Braxton noted Georgia
educator wiz address mass meeting
to be held at the Wesleyan A. M. E.
church Sunday afternoon at $3.50
o'clock Mrs. BraXton, who comes
from Macon, Ga, has arranged to de-
liver a series of lectures while in
Richmond
Sunday evening at O'Clock. Mrs.
Braxton will address the young mem
bers of the Mt. Moriah Baptist church.
Monday night a special lecture and
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musical recital will be given at Bethel
A. NJ. E. church Local talent will as
sist Mrs. Braxton. Efficiency. the
Worlds Slogan Today" will be her
subject Monday nignt me pl4s4a All
will begin at $50 O'Clock
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The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-06-29

y be sure he likes you.
Mrs. Thompson: "a am
with hair growing on my
and | wish to remove this.
u tell me anything that will
1t without injury to my skin?
am also troubled with tender
Every pair Of shoes l wear
my feet on the bottom. Can
| me anything that will help
1t is very disagreeable?
PERPLEXED.
lave the hair removed by a
st with the electric needle.
lg you might apply yourself
|nly increase the growth.
pax your feet in warm water
It in 1t every night before re-
This will prevent the burn
Mrs. Thompson: am thir-
Ars old. There Is an old SOL
wing at our house. He is not
alton of ours. He has to be
tr all the time. When I stay
h he kisses me. Should I let
3 me, and if not, how can l
ut? l do not want him to kiss
y HONEYSUCKLE.
han probably kisses you be-
5u are a little girl he Is very
Tell your mother about 1t
! her advice. If the man is
u 1t is all right to let him
L, but since you don't want
Q you should find way to
IN stop. Just tell him that
lid rather not be kissed, or
OR mother tell him.
rfrs. Thompson: l am a young
tot twenty years old and have
It says she loves me although
7sldom get a date with her.
9ebe wise to give her up?
Is BIG FOUR.
ltlgirl says she loves you but
81 make it possible for you TO
,hften, she is probably trifling
o. If you do not believe in her
lfup for a girl you can trust.
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-06-29

Eighty thousand American women
are now employed in industries supply
ing canned goods to the war and navy
departments.
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vessel in the world and the f1rst ever
built in that country, is near compie-
ton in England.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25
lib CAIHEDRAL-By Jean Bertheroy

nate, the most loyal Frenchman in
France. In the Kings absence he has
charge of the realm. How could he suf-
fer us to be mistreated thus?'
Have no fear, dear heart" her COM
panion replied. 81 am going to look for
him. He must have gone to visit the
Abbey vineyard, where the clear grape
rpens whose vintage we loved so much
You remember with what delight we ran
about among the vines. All, my dear!
That recollection alone moistens my lips"
But, in fear, she drew close to him.
Don't leave me, please. Let Suger
and the King each do his own duty. If
we must die second. time, let US die
beside each other"
They went in again and knelt down in
the nave, which already futtered under
the explosions. From all it's mutilated
statues, from all its shattered stones the
glorious old church cried for justice and
pity. To the right and to the left the
bombs fell like hail. A voice came
from the vault, from which hung shred
of feur de lys standard And this
voice, like that Of Moses on Sinai. was
heard above the thunder and the light
ming.
"They may reduce everything to
ashes,' exclaimed this avenging voice
"They may pulverize them all-the kings
the dukes, the bishops and the miracle
workers. But THEY CANNOT DE
STROY LOVE!"
Radiant, hand in hand, the two young
lovers, without Il crown or coat-of
arms. went back and laid themselves
down again in their tombs.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25

i was subtly reminded OF the operating
chamber of a hospital Immediately before
the operation. But, of course | had come
as a sort of human vivisector. 1t is part
of my business to see how men behave
under conditions that play upon their emo
tons. SO perhaps | was rather critical
Moreover, although | was by no means in
fippant mood, | felt myself detached
from any deep interest in the proceedings
a whole.
by degrees the buzz grew fainter and
fainter and the commencement commenced
| sat back and prepared for an interesting
operation. And then don't quite know
what happened, except that gradually and
lmperceptbly an atmosphere Of tremendous
dignity crept through and filled the hall
| found myself falling entirely under the
power of this influence and losing nv crit
zeal faculties. | no longer detached
was being absorbed by Columbia. felt
the thrill of satisfaction with each one of
those young men and women as President
Butler conferred upon them the degrees
they had coveted, and | felt some regret
that it was impossible for every student
of Columbia to be present during that hour
for surely there could be no greater in
centlve to deserve success than the spec
taclc Of these students receiving the reward
Of their labors.
"All Of these sensations I might perhaps
have experienced at any other commence
ment, but to-day, in this seat of learning
there was a great human note to be struck
that should reach the depths of every soul
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25

~ EBUSSY is dead, but death has
cleared a space in silence in
which the reverberations of
his music are more quickly
caught. While he lived he was curl
osity to most; even to the initiated he
was seen as an anarch in art. Now the
critics put him among the masters. 1t
is to Arthur Symons that one can turn
gratefully for an estimate of Debussy,
because Symons himself is OFT of the
same time that created the elements for
Debussy, nourished by the same quail
tiles and grown to stature against the
panorama of the same era. The fol-
lowing description Of the famous Prel-
ude, "L'Apres midi dun Faune," is from
the Symons pen in a recent numbe. Of
"The Egotist." an English publication:
on hearing Debussy's symphonic prelude to
Mallarme's LApres midi dun Faune," was
not sure that Debussy was not heard more
significantly in company with the abstract
gayety of Bach, in the Brandenburg Con-
certo, and with the human joy of Beethoven.
in the Pianoforte Concerto, than even with
the more modern music Of List and Saint
Saens, and with the sublime Fifth Sym
phony of Beethoven. 1t was a daring thing
to let these windy voices be heard after
the argentine and angelic laughter of the
Piano Concerto. That had been played ad-
mirably, and Godowsky had seemed to me
for the first time an Interpreter, quite in
his element, as in his sharp, clear, atten-
tive way he wove the trickle of his smaller
sound in and out among the waves of the
great food of the orchestra 1t seemed as
If nothing could adequately follow this
divine entertainments But when the De-
busy began. vague hesitating, mist of
light, there was shock, only another
fainter kind Of pleasure. and. curiouslv
enough, akin to the Bach and the Beethoven
by something in it thin and piercing and
delicate in speech. When it was over. it
was as if a cloud had passed; nothing re-
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25

my impressions Of the luncheon will
speak OF briefly. | am bound to confess
that the professors disappointed me- They
entirely failed to live up to the time hon
ored traditions of the theatre. Thew didn't
look like professors or behave as such
They were keen, alert and in appearance
almost sporty This is, of course, all
wrong.
hen l venture remark or opinion
they listened to me with apparent interest
and full attention and made things easy
and pleasant for me. Now, any student of
the drama knows that that is no way for
a professor to behave except when engaged
in conversation with another professor
When addressed by an ordinary person he
should gaze at him with Ga far-away eye
and, after a prolonged pause, should an
swer irrelevantly. l myself have played
professors so know just what they should
do During Mr.. Lansing's speech my theat-
rical sensibiites received rude shock
when | heard the professor on my right
murmur, Good, solid stuff Of course, the
sentiment was correct, but surely the
dramatist would have made him say. 'Ex-
pressed with admirable poignancy' l must
think over this matter of professors.
Either they are wrong or we are
"Of the speakers I was most impressed
by President Butler. Every word rang
true. We get the impression of deep and
active thinker giving voice to his convic-
tons with q splendid mastery of words and
a spontaneous effectiveness of utterance."
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25

If it had only been the natural end of
all material things-the end to which all
the appearances which life assumes
seems to be condemned! But it was, in
stead, an end FASTENED by destruction by
massacre, by the incurablc madness of
men drunk with carnage.
Alone in the night, lurid by sinister
conflagrations, the cathedral thought:
IF can only guard my ,tonbs, Alas!
| would consent to lose all that has made
me thing Of beauty and the admiration
OF men-my dome, my apsc, my stained
glass windows and my mosaics. | would
even consent to see destroyed one of nv
columns the precious daughters of nv
faith and hope, which serve TO support
me IN my passionate soaring toward
heaven. would consent to everything
II need be, if can only preserve nv
tombs-the sacred treasure which has
been ntrusted to me and which oupht
to safeguard from generation to genera
ton They arc there, conlided to NV
vglancc--thc great dead whose words
and actions history records. Lord. Let
me not fail in my mission, Permit me to
keep my dcad,'
And the old cathedral which watched
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reposed under his stone efigy, said to
her whom he had dearly loved:
MAY God preserve u.s. my dear, from
such hcartless visitors. If you agree
with me, we will not make the least eff
fort to open our eyes when these unde
slrables pass by. We are here with each
other and for each other only. Eternity
is too short for us to let ourselves be dis
turbed, if only for the space Of such
visits"
And the loved one answered with
faint voice from beyond the tomb:
"Ah, dear husband, how perfectly r;rht
you are! We dream our own beautiful
dream-that of all beings when their
hearts are filled for the first time with
the thought Of an eternal love"
Then they relapsed into silence, fear
ing that the kings, the dukes, the bshons
the abbes and the miracle workers might
hear their amorous words.
This glorious church, this ancient ca
thedral, which had been so young. gilt
terlng in the sun, Illuminating the plain
with It's reflections Of gold, grew old, as
men grow old Sadly it WATCHED the
things about it perish.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25

not music at all, they say. Well, they have
said that of other composers before De-
busy There is little clique in France
which enters its protest by saying that
there was no music before Debussy. 1t is
witty and charming thing to say, espe-
cially when it is said seriously and by
musical critics who prefer 'LApres- midi
dun Faune to the Pastoral Symphony
Now, Debussy, great or small though he
may be, does not try to be anything but
himself, and if he is really like Mallarme
that is an accident of temperament. I
think the 'Faune' prelude is enough to show
that he has at least touch of that strange
ness without which there is no exquisite
beauty. l do not find that touch in any
modern English music, but as it is in Pur-
cell and in the Elizabethan songwriters.
do not think we are condemned, as nation,
to be without it."
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25
Songs of the LIST Company

THERE is our "old man," Captain
Palmer,
Who for avorry is surely balmer-
HIS troubles don't get him;
For joy does beset him
His name should be Trouble Charn,cr.
There is lieutenant named Pierce.
Who can baacl ont q rookie quite fierce.
He makes 'em "acaK chalk";;
With his line of talk
His love for them surely is "skeorce."
There IS lieutenant named Croft
Who contracted a terrible cof.
But moaU he is UeU;
A nd he sure ca7, raise hell
With the rookie a0ho no1o dares to scof.
There aUas a. young soldier named
Wharton,
Who aUas ol1cays a-rippin' and smortin'-
IN the conapony-hes clerk;
And his 1vork he don't shirk;
With the ladies he's al1cuys cavortin'.
There is lieutenant named Flude,
Who has lost his last chance to oct
stude-
He's from q tCet State
SO his records relate;
And he's quite out Of luck-I conclude.
The Boyonet.
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there had been a curtain Then 7 looked
below and noticed what number Of fair
haired young women and dark-hai
young men were there, and | fell to won
dering whether far-haired young women
were more studous than dark-haired YOUNG
women, or whether it had escaped nv no.
tlce That there was predominance of fair
haired young women in America.
And then | looked at the stage again
and saw that it was becoming verv ORDERLY
and we'll balanced; it seemed as though
stage manager must have been hurriedlv
called IN. | was struck with the ease with
"hlch the men wore their robes (my sub
conscious theatrical mind called them COS
tumes), and, much to my annoyance, COM
menced serious investigation on the sub
lect of why all the college men that had
from time to time rendered me assistance
on the stage as extra gentlemen in the
reception scene of Disraeli' and other plavs
had always been so distressngly awkward
before the footlights, while here they ex-
h1nlted such perfect repose. l endeavored
to cut short this investigation. The figures
on the stage no longer seemed to be drift
ing aimlessly about-they were moving like
men with a purpose; there was a splash of
color here and there which helped the
scene; the high light Of the presidents robe
brought the picture into focus Only the
men IN the front r0w-the candidates for
honorary degrees--seemed to be restless
They glanced at the audience apoogetically
and watched the fitting figures of the fac
ulty with a painful assumption of ease.
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in the sorrowtul night, shook from it's
base to its summit while the great can
non approached nearer and nearer--a
devouring mouth, an Unsuitable hyena,
from which. it appeared, nothing could
escape.
That day the rain of shells had been
so intense that the two unknown Young
lovers decided to leave their tombs. They
stood erect, one beside The other, in the
close, astonished at the state of complete
abandonment to which the cathedral had
been consigned. What were they doing.
the people of the abbey who used to fill
1t with their pomp, and who ought to
have the deepest interest in its fate?
What were they doing? Where were
they? And why, at this tragic hour.
were there none at hand except this i'm
potent couple, who lifted their eyes tow
ard the sky?
II know WE'LL said the young wife,
that our King Louis has gone on the
Second Crusade. But the good Suger.
his minister, what is he doing at this
minute? He was a true servant Of the
people, the father of his country. the
friend of the humble and the unfortu-
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in the audience. This broke forth when
President Butler spoke of the students who
mad reilnqulshcd their studies, renowned
their personal ambitions and had gone out
there to the war
Then we realized that every one of us
in that hail-Doctor Of Medicine, Doctor of
Law, religious teacher, teacher of biology
the British High Commissioner, the Secre-
tary OF State, the president of Columbia
had common interest that overwhelmed
even the business we We're ostensibly called
to carry through. AS each professor pre-
scented his candidates for election it was
obvious that his pride was not so much in
the students he presented as in those who
were absent in the service of their coun-
try. No one Of Us can ever forget the mo-
ment when the president referred to the
last name on our programmes. do not
recall the name, but it viii not be forgot
ten in Columbia; he had won his scholar
ship. but he was not there to receive his
honors. His "ame appeared now in another
rcport-'died OF wounds He had earned
and won higher scholarship in the great
beyond.
THE presidents voice broke and became
almost inaudblc when he spoke of this
1t is difficult to master ones self control
at the moment when one has deeply stirred
the emotions of crowd. President Butler
felt the sob that we were trying to restrain
| cannot recall ever having experienced
moment at once so touching and so inspir-
ing. That is the deepest of my impressions
of the day.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25
NOR centuries they had slept side
by side in the ancient royal
basilica-these two mates, these


II by side in the ancient royal
basilica-these two mates, these
two unknown lovers. They
slept among the tombs of the illustrious
-soveregns and dukes-among the
bishops, the abbes and the miracle work
ers, before whom the crowd came to kneel
and pray on the days of pilgrimages.
For their part they had never per
formed miracles neither while they lived
nor after they were dead. The only
miracle of their life had been to love
each other faithfully and loyalty, as their
two effigies, sculptured in relief on the
stone, bore witness-young, beautiful
clothed in the same brocade, with their
long hair caught back alike, their hands
clasped, delicate and pure seeming never
to have touched anything less exquisite
than precious jewels, and that serene and
tranquil expression which the kiss Of
death had given them when it sealed
their lips.
But since no name had been inscribed
upon their tomb-no name, no crown no
feur de lys, no coat Of arms-pcope
paid no attention to them. They we're
sufficient unto themselves, and slept their
last sleep in peace.
But now the church. formerly so
thronged, became a vast solitude. Only
a few strangers came to look at the
monuments They deciphcrcd the inscrip
tions, made some Indifferent remarks and
went away without showing the least
AMBITION. Then tba young husband who
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-08-25

manned but the recollection of thing that
had been beautiful and had vanished NJ
les images la-bas les mer-
veilleux images. | listen, forgetting the
poem, that most learned intoxication in
modern French poetry, and I heard, first
of all, as if ghost were signing, lonely
voice, toward which all at once kind echoes
begin to fly, futtering nearer; then voice
Gs it quite humanO comes through the
wind among the reeds, uttering vague
pain which is half unconscious and half
inarticulate. The orchestra is filled with
little crying voices, sympathetic or hooking
breezes, daughters, signs, the unhuman
things touched with human pains under
this sunlight and the clouds of their after
noon; all things float and escape, return
and are never captured. And then I re-
membered the line;
Gees nymphes, je les veux perpetucr'
And then a pipe sounded, saying: None
the less, let US be merry before the evening
| heard the little joys of tiny Beardslev
creatures dancing to the tinkling of elfn
bells, through which | heard ALWAYS the
unceasing wind among the reeds. And the
end came suddenly, broad sunlight, the
single note of bell, like a throb of per-
fectly happy ecstasy the faun was content
$50 much the music told me, and so much
music, being a creative not an illustrative
art, is able to tell without words There is
no scene painting or word painting: it is
not programme music; music says over
again in its own language the essential
part of what has been said in the language
of poetry. And here, it seems to me- wc
have perfectly legitimate interaction of
the two arts There is no confusion he
tween them, no conflict, neither asks the
aid of the other. Malarme's poem is as
beautiful without the music, and Debussy's
music as beautiful without the poem. The
music is, in sense, inspired by the poetry.
as the poem itself might equally we'll have
been inspired by the music Both have an
equal magic of atmosphere, and belong
equally to that most modern kind of art
which aims only at evocation. They have