The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1920-11-13
Dorothy Dix Talks
For That Tired Feeling-1.
Bx DOROTHY DIX
, Highess Paid Woman W.

For That Tired Feeling-f.
A young woman wants to know
what to do when you've got that tired
feeling, and cannot stop and rest.
She says that she is weary unto
death of her job; that she has come
to hate her typewriter as If it were
some cruel god before which she was
offered up daily as living sacrifice;
! that she could easily assassinate with
| joy her good, kind employer every
| time she takes his dictation and counts
how many chins he has, and that she
has neither pride nor interest in her
work, and wonders that she was ever
keen and ambitious about it.
She knows well enough that she
needs rest and change, and to get away
from her desk for a while, but the
remedy for her nerves is as far be-
yond her reach as the port wine cure
IS beyond pauper. She has a mother
and little sister dependent ON her.
Her little white hands must fight the
wolf away from the door, and SO she
asks what she can do to get back her
zest IN life, and her enthusiasm for her
work.
Your case, little sister, is a hard one
but it may comfort you to know that
your experience is the common lot. 1t
is only the very few who are lucky
enough to be able to rest when thew
are tired, and to seek new and pfquant
IIaVors when their lives become dust
and ashes in their mouths
Inere is not business man in the
world who does not have his moments
when he is so worn and weary with
the strain of planning new selling
campaigns, and worrying over ineom-
petent subordinates. and the anxiety
OF financing fresh enterprises that he
IS tempted to throw up. the whole af-
fair, and go into bankruptcy.
There is not a rnnfboY- x.-ho 6o1 -
nurse and care for her own children,
who does not get SO sick and tired of
walking the collie, and washing little
faces and wiping little noses, and
listening to walls for mother. and set
ting quarrels, and buttering bread
and picking up scattered toys, that
she does not at times feel that she
hates her own children, and that she
would give anything on earth to get
beyond the hearing of her babies
cries. n
No matter what we do, we all have
this reaction against our occupation,
and our hours when the very thought
of entering the treadmiIl again, and
going the same monotonous round for
the milfionth time, fills US with a
physical as well as a mental nausea.
Then comes the test OF the stuff of
which we are made. The weaklings
give up, and sink into failure. The
strong grid up their loins a little
tighter, and take a strangle hold OF
their courage, and go on to success.
Because you are tired, little sister,
don't let yourself believe that you are
at the end of your resources. The
runners in a race will tell you that
when they have gone a certain dis
lance they are almost overcome with
exhaustion. Their feet drag, and their
breaths clog. but If they force them
selves on, they get what they call their
second wind, and make their best
speed to their goal
| That is true everywhere in nfeo Q1f
we refuse to give up when we get
weary, and discouraged, and lose heart,
We get our second wind, and find that
we have dipped down into unexplored
and undreamed of wells of vitality and
power, and that we are enabled to do
better work than We have ever done
before