The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-09-05
Hootch, Cigarettes and Jazz Shut the
Door of Matrimony on Women.

very sore, and the first thing SHE
made up her mind to do was to
have a good time and make up
for the 'sbeSt years of her life"
that she had wasted with him.
which was q very foolish thing to
do. because any dame after seven.
teen years Of married life, who
starts out to be q good fellow In
not only handicapped by her past
and present. but jeoparJlizes her
future.
She got some work to do and
was very successful I'm business
life, but she TAXED around, played
the cafes. smoked cigarettes and
drank from TASKS.
HARD LINES FOR A JANE.
Now when you have passed the
llrSt milestone Of youth. alcohol
ISN'T good thing to keep the
/ lace I'm its best form. Any doctor
VIII tell You that IL brings hard
lines. A man can drink a lot and
get the lines. but they don't mat.
ter SO much on him.
But even II Che laughed the
IOudest, danced the longest.
smoked the most and drank the
deepest, when she got home and
woke up to the cold dawn of an
other day and dragged her tired
bones back to business. she nd.
mitted to herself that making uD
for lost time wasn't SO much fun
as she thought il was going TO
be. She wasn't getting even with
him-she was just kidding her.
self and she knew IL.
So one day she sat down nm
the edge of her bed i'm her lonely
room and looked herself right in
the face, fiSurativeIy speaking.
OF course, and said to herself
that being a good fellow and
knocking around and trying to
laugh when her heart was break.
ing wasn't getting her anything
but double chin and q few loud.
mOuthed pals that would lend
her their shirt, maybe, but steal
her extra one If she wasn't look.
ing.
HAD NO PROSPECTS.
And then she fessed up to her.
self that what she really wanted
and what would be revenge in.
deed was to land another good
husband and have another happy
home and live like she really
liked to live.
1t was cinch she wasn't meet.
Ing any Of the kind of men that
she would want to marry or that
+ would want to marry her, either.
In TACT. even IL there was one or
two who were eligible they
wouldn't be apt to propose mar.
rage to q dame that had drunk
their last drink and burned a
hole In her dress with q cigarette
butt.
1t don't matter how many
prosperous or prominent men YOU
know; it's knowing their wives
that really count.
So she back-peddled the prim-
rose path. Cut out the booze and
DOisterOuS pals, saved a little
: dough and went to another place.
She dressed demurely, lived
above reprOach, met some nice
people, and got along nicely.
SMILES AT NO. 1.
She's married now to a charm
Ing WidOwer, and can smile when
somebody tells her the chicken
her husband married Is going to
sue him for divorce.
Any dame along i'm life that
finds herself alone in the world
Is a fool to try to be a good feI.
low. She has to compete with
flappers and II she's looking for
another husband, which is the
best thing she can do, she must
remember that late I'm life q WON.
ans choice Of men Is limited.
She will either have to marry a
grOuchy, old bachelor who hasn't
much use for women, a wiGlower.
whose love is buried with his
first wife, or a divorced man who
Is naturally bit sOured ON mar.
riage.
But she can land any one Of
the three. and they can both live
happily ever after, II she can inst
convince them that she Is q de.
voted domestic type.
Man Is decidedly q domestic
pet. though he won't admit It
Her point Is to catch him whe,,
he's hOgnesick and hasn't amy