The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-07-17
Al offs
Haze Our
Troubles
BY MARTHA LEE

Haven't you seen men and women
who walk through life with their
heads up and their shoulders back,
with happy faces and brows that
seem untouched by all the petty
little worries of life that have put
wrinkles galore in your own?
And envied them their freedom
from worry and trouble and hard
ship that seem to be yours, and
yours alone? Well, my dears, it is
not their freedom from worry and
trouble that you envy, for there is
no freedom from those things for
anyone in this world. 1t is their
courage and bravery that you envy.
Some folks have other names for
that quality Of character in people
that allows them to put their
troubles behind them, or seem to
at least But it is much easier to
brood over troubles than it is to
closet them away in the mind, where
they are taken out only in the pri-
vacy Of ones solitude.
Easier to Rave.
1t is much easier to rave and rant
around about the tough breaks you
get and the hard times you've had
and the niseries life has dealt out
to you than it is to smile and be
gay and happy and pretend that
everything has gone smoothly for
you. That is why I say it is the
courageous who have smooth brows
and happy faces.
No one escapes trouble and trag-
edy. If it does not come in one
form, it comes in another. and ones
own personal attitude toward these
necessary evils is the pivot upon
which his attitude on life will swing.
A woman who thinks she has been
singled out by fate to bear all the
burdens of the worlds troubles
writes me a letter.
Dear Miss Lee Why is it that some Of
US seem to bear all the worries and
troubles of the world and others are al
lowed to go through life in peace and
happiness and luxury?
Ever since I was little girl have had
trouble and worry and tragedy to face
First my own parents. through hardships
and sickness. and now through my own
children.
Mother was Invalid.
Ny mother was an invalid most Of her
life. Ny father worked desperately to
hold our little family together. After I
married, things were a little better. We
did not have the financial struggles that
I had seen in my parents home. but 1
did have worry and trouble because of my
husband, who was inclined to be wild
and unreliable. And now, my own children
are grieving me.
7 was raised the oldfashioned way and
that is the way I believe. I cannot bear
to see my daughters staying out till all
hours of the night, dancing and going to
shows. And my boys smoking and running
around.
I was taught that the home was a
gathering place for the family Ours is
anything but that The children go out
in the evenings and my husband and I
sit alone. Do other people have their
lives over-burdened with worry this way?
GRAY -HAlEGED MO1f1EFC.
OF course they do, only those
whom you see who hide their Sor-
rows are the brave of the race. To
you, Of course, your troubles seem
mountainous, but if you should
compare them to the worry and
tragedy of other lives, you would
be only too glad to 60 on shoulder
ing this same burden the rest Of
your days, rather. than suffer the
soul agonies that some of your next
door neighbors have gone through,
Quit Your Moaning.
Your troubles up to this time have
not been of your own making. But
this worry and fretting about your
children is absolutely the result Of
your own attitude. The world
changes. Just because your grand
mother crossed the continent in a
covered wagon is no sign that you
and your children should do the
same thing.
You can not carry your conven-
lions and habits Of thirty years ago
into your home any more than you
can make your girls wear hoped
skirts and mutton sleeves, or your
boys peg-topped trousers and bowler
hats.
Get in step with your own chill
dren; don't try to make them lag
back with you. Make friends with
them. Get them to bring their
friends and beaux to your own
home. and make the evening so
agreeable for them all that they
will want to come again. You never
will solve the problem by sitting
around moaning, whats the world
coming to?"