The Cotton Factory Times. — 1911-12-01 (Manchester, Greater Manchester, England)

OTHER PEOPLE'S QUARRELS.  If young people most disagree and have me. understandings the the wisest pnitsible thing 10 never bring in a third party'a opinion. A man never knows how thoroughly wicked he is toil Ins wife says tearfully to one of her relatives, "Isn't he?" It puts murder in his heart, and the trouble starts all over again to a fresh and discordent overture. On the other side of the question the man who can keep his troubles to himself is a self-made hero.  And it's equally wise if you are a relative to say "It's your own business, fight it out between yourselves." Because you can bet a thousand to one that when Mary and Tom kiss and cry and make it up again you are going to he the poor fool blamed by both. Listen to this story: Once, on my way hone, whilst waiting for a tram, a very pretty girl 44 about eighteen, and a young man a little older were waiting also. The young man oecaeionally glanced at the pretty girl. Each time she turnol indignantly from him. The tram stopped and we three entered inside. Plainly the young man was an annoyance to the girl. She pushed him aside when he tried to help her enter. She avoided sitting by his side. He smiled and took a seat opposite. The other passengers quickly became aware of the annoyance he was causing her. 1 I was plainly a case of the vulture and the dove. The girl paid her own fair. "Two to Kenning. ton Gate," said the young man, and the conductor scowled at him and took only one fare. I meanwhile the pretty girl kept on snuggling up 1 into herself. She looked out of the windows, and she looked at the passengers. She had a roving eye for everything and everybody except 1111 A young man. She had a cold eye for him, and he felt ill at ease. Yes, he was certainly an umeyance to her. The conductor had finished collecting the fares and Its stood at the end door think. tug. The conductor thought, and the man sitting on the right of the pretty girl thought, and tie grey-haired. benevolent—a father-ofa-big-familyof-daughters-looking old gentleman sitting on the left of the pretty girl thought. And they thought the same thing. And they all thought the young man was trying to make too free with the young girl. The benevolent, etc., gentleman at length couldn't stand it any longer, because be really had daughters of hie own, and he said to the young man, "What do you mean, air, by aneny. tug this young lady in this outrageous manner' The youth stopped smiling at the pretty girl, and said, "Mind your own business." And the old gentleman went on, "You young puppy, I'll see to you. I'll see if young when are to be publicly insulted by such ruffians as you. I have daughters of my own, sir, and I'll make an eaample of you. Conductor!" The conductor advanced very willingly into the ear. "Put this young puppy off," said the old gentleman. The conductor rang the bell and stopped the car. "Off ye got now," he said. "What for?" said the youth. "For mashing," said the conductor. "Mashing be hanged, you —!" started the young man, when "Stop, stop!" screamed the pretty girl, throwing .herself between the youth and the conductor. "Please don't hurt him, he's my brother."  Then, turning fiercely to the benevolent old gentleman, she added. passionately, "I think you're a. perfect stupid old thing. Why didn't you mind your own business?" The tramcar moved on then. The concluder retirrd and went on top. l'he old gentleman was hopelessly east down. The other passengers owgratulatorl themeelves that they did not get an opportunity to take part in the controversy.— " When Married Life Gets Dull," by William Kaye.