The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-01-08
The
WOMAN'S
DAY
Fly Anene Eun1ne


Is it Just a plain, old-fashioned fe-
male cat trick? That's what Won
dered when read a little piece in a
magazine in which Billie BGrke told
how Caruso used to propose to her
again and again, and then seek to
move her adamantine heart by drop
ping to his knees and warbling soul
full arias OF impassioned love to her.
What every woman knows, IL she
has anything to know with (mean-
ing bratns) is that what every other
woman wants is to kid herself that
she was the supreme, if not the first
love. Of her husband.
Being as how" the great Caruso
married some one other than Billie
Burke, It does not seem altogether
fair to this lady to tell the world how
he made love to another woman. Oh
well, girls will be girls
ANTIQUE WIVES"
Husbands Of antique wives" may
be interested in this wall Of a hus-
band, who found himself caught in
the grip Of the high cost of antiques
problem. He is Larry Barretto.
author Of walls of GLASS;" good
readable story. by the way. telling
again the inhumanity of woman to
woman. He writes:
The trouble began when some
illdisposed person gave my wife and
me table. We soon learned that this
table was q Genuine Antique. curly
maple, antedating the Duncan Phyfe
period, and all the rest of It. We
grew rather fond of that table, but
OF what use is table without chairs
to go with it? The opportunity
came, as it always does, to acquire
six chairs. at a bargain price, the
dealer said. We acquired them. A
pine dresser followed, and then more
chairs. BY now we realized that our
furniture was inappropriate with
pine and maple"
Well. it's a long story, but they be-
gan getting high-boys and four-post-
ers, then the apartment was too
small and they found an old farm
house in the country with queer
steps and H hinges on the doors,
and all that.
SPINSTER, GLAD OF TT
IT can freely say that my principal
reason for not marrying was my ut
ter horror Of parting with my liberty,
and of having my gifts snuffed out
by husband and children and circum-
stance"
So writes a spinster Of 81 in a bold
and firm declaration that she is we'll
convinced that the only life is the
single life and that she has absolutely
no regrets for not having married.
And, granting the fact of sophistry
and that most Of us kid ourselves
into believing that our own particu-
lar state is the most glorifled. there
is a ring of truth here which says
that the lady really means 1t.
She takes one point rather well, I
think. This is her thrust at the
time-honored argument that the sin
gle life is "all right now, but wait
until you are too old and lonely and
no one cares whether you live or
die" In answering this platitude,
the spinster in question says
And as to loneliness, the loneli-
est women I have ever known have
been married women with children"
And how right she is-women of
grown families, out from the home
nest, going about their work and
play, loving their mother, Of course,
but no longer dependent on her. The
mothers vital cause is gone. For
years the mother job has been her
all. There is nothing. left-at least,
she thinks there is nothing, and
maybe there isn't for the real
mother type"
No, they'll have to get a better ar
gument than that lonely" one!