“Bellefonte, Pa., November 28, 1919.
ONE OF THE GIRLS OF THE
PERIOD.
She lies abed in the morning, until nearly
the hour of noon,
"Phen comes down snapping and snarling
because she was called too soon.
Her hair is still in the papers, her cheeks
all dabbled with paint,
Remains of her last night's blushes before
she intended to faint.
She dotes upon men unshaven, and men
with ‘flowing hair’,
She's eloquent over mustaches, they give
such a foreign air.
She talks of Italian music and falls in love
with the moon,
And if but a mouse should meet her,
sinks away in a swoon.
she
Her feet are so very little, her hands are so
very white,
Her jewels so very heavy, and her head is
so very light.
Her color is made of cosmetics,
this she never will own;
Her body’s made mostly of cotton,
heart is made ‘wholly of stone.
though
her
She falls in love with a fellow, who swells
with a foreign air;
He marries her for her money-—she mar-
ries him for his hair;
One of the very best matches—both
well suited in life,
She's got a fool for a husband, and he's
got a fool for a wife.”
are
AMBITION AND ABILITY.
Ralph Long lacked two essentials
to success—ambition and business
ability. At least his fiance, Esther
Remington, said he didn’t have them.
And those two essentials were among
the things she admired most in men.
“How do you ever expect to get
married on $18 a week?” she wanted
to know when they had their “final
reckoning” on the night he asked his
employer for a $2 raise and was told
“the firm can’t afford it; besides
you're not worth it.”
“It can’t be done,” Esther went on,
jabbing a loose pin back into the fluf-
fy red hair. “If old Wilber won’t give
you a raise, why don’t you dig out and
try New York? Cut loose from this
dead town, Ralph, and show them
Rhat you're made of in a regular
city.
“You've been holding down that of-
fice job in Wilber’s canning factory
five years for that same measly $18 a
week, and if you’d had any ambition
you would be manager by this time or
you wouldn’t be there at all.”
Ralph remonstrated. He had work-
ed hard, but simply had been unable
to “make the grade,” he asserted.
“This is a pretty good job, anyhow,”
he said, “and I might not be able to
get anywhere in a big town.”
Esther’s attractive red lips curved
downward in disgust, and she forth-
with severed relations. There was no
ring to hand back, because he had not
been able to procure one, but she let
him know in words that could not be
misinterpreted that their engagement
was a thing of the past.
“You can keep your ‘good job’ for
ten years more if you like,” she said,
“but I'm going to the big town my-
self, and I'm going to make good in a
regular position.”
She resigned her place as sales-
woman in Boorbon’s department
store, and a week later carried a
handbag and a suitcase to the rail-
road station, resolved to bid Brown
City good-bye forever. Ralph was
there to see her off and to ascertain
if her decision was irrevocable.
“Come on, Es, forget that big talk
and settle down here,” he pleaded.
“Never,” was her reply, a steely
glitter in her blue eyes. “It’s all over
between us, Ralph. I like you; in fact
I'm very fond of you, but I must for-
get you, because my husband must be
a man who has enough ambition and
ability to get to the front in the busi-
ness world.”
He set his lips firmly and shook
hands with her and went back to his
desk in the canning factory, but made
a miserable failure of his work that
afternoon and for several days there-
after. He did a deal of serious think-
ing, and his jaw seemed to become
firmer and a resolute light shone from
his gray eyes.
Things went wrong with Esther.
She arrived in New York with thirty
dollars in money and a fortune in am-
bition. In one month the thirty dol-
lars had dwindled and the fortune
was ebbing.
Although she answered every “help
wanted” advertisement that seemed to
fit her abilities even remotely, she
could not find work. Either she was
too late with her application or she
lacked training for the job. Thus, at
the end of a month’s weary search,
Esther was in dire straits.
Before long, however, fortune fa-
vored her. The goddess didn’t smile
at her, but she did lend a helping
hand, and Esther obtained work in a
laundry—sorting dirty clothes.
She kept this job a month in lieu of
something better, and lived from hand
to mouth on $6 a week, eating cold
food in her dingy room in a dilapidat-
td house on a dismal street.
Then something better turned up.
It was $56 a week, with meals thrown
in, as waitress in a restaurant, where
the food was given a liberal coat of
grease to make it slip down easily,
instead of being cooked. Esther was
allowed to keep all her tips, but the
tips were ingratiating smirks from
the male gluttons and an occasional
cold “thank you” or “pleasant day”
from the feminine diners.
If Esther had been able to save
enough money to pay her fare back to
Brown City she would have been
tempted to return.
Every night when she crawled be-
tween the torn sheets on the 2x4 bed
she visioned the clean, shady old
town where she had grown up, and
she longed for a glimpse of Boorbon’s
store and all her former associates
there.
At the end of two years, after sur-
viving a variety of jobs, Esther held
down a portion of the floor behind a
drygoods counter in the Climax five
and ten cent store, and every Satur-
day night she went out of the place
with $9 in her pocket. Twice she
asked for a raise, and twice she was
refused. . :
One Friday evening, discouraged,
heartsick, hungry, Esther walked
across Seventh avenue, near
Square, immersed in thought. Her
gaze fixed on an approaching automo-
bile, she was struck by a big touring
car coming from the opposite direc-
tion. She was knocked off her feet,
but was not seriously injured.
The car stopped, and a young man,
clad in a plain brown suit got out,
picked Esther up in his arms and
got in beside her and drove away.
She was somewhat dazed and did
not recognize the driver until they
had gone several blocks.
time she was coming to her senses
of the man beside her.
“Can it be you, Ralph Long?” she
exclaimed, incredulously. He smiled
and extended an arm to indicate he
was about to turn a corner.
as they went up Broadway.
“Why—why—what are you
here in New York?” she stammered.
“I'm driving this car,” he replied,
as he threw out the clutch and eased
the machine through a traffic conges-
tion. “I left Brown City soon after
I’m driving this car.”
scorn that might have been in her
tone two years ago was strangely
lacking.
“Where are you taking me?” she
presently inquired.
“Dinner,” he said briefly. “The
owner of the car won't care if I keep
it out awhile.
During the meal she told her story
without reserve, and he listened with
grava interest.
“That’s the way it is,”
when she had finished.
to tell you,Ralph, that I was all wrong
and I'm sorry I didn’t marry you. If
you—you—if you think you care for
me still and want me now you can
have me. With your wages and mine
we”ll be able to get along.”
“Of course I want you,” he declar-
ed. “But my ‘wages’ will support us.
Anyhow, you've lost your job,’
she said
puzzled.
_ “I mean that you're fired from your
job at the five and ten,” he announc-
ward. “You see I happen to be gen-
eral manager of the Climax.”—By R.
Ray Baker.
AMERICAN RED CROS
MERRY CHRISTMAS
9
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Pennsylvania Figures and Facts.
10,000 persons die annually in
Pennsylvania of tuberculosis.
disease.
matic medical treatment.
attention.
tuberculosis unknown to health au-
thorities were rejected for army serv-
ice. :
SCHOOL MEDICAL INSPECTIONS.
Approximately 70 per cent. of the
State’s school children show physical
defects.
451,000 were found suffering from
some defect.
corrections were obtained.
4. Defectives tabulated: Teeth,
55 per cent.; tonsils, 25.8 per cent.;
eyes, 17.6 per cent.; breathing, 5 per
cent.
NEED OF HEALTH EDUCATION.
State, county and city authorities
fighting the white plague.
cannot do all. Their work will be a
success only as public opinion is en-
lightened. Tuberculosis is a prevent-
able disease. There are two great
means of fighting it, to discover the
disease in its early stages and to in-
duce people to observe better health
habits so that fewer wiil contract it.
If mere persons can be trained to see
the vital need of more sunshine and
fresh air and eating properly and to
have themselves examined at regular
intervals vastly decreased numbers
will become tuberculosis victims. A
scourge of four thousand years could
be conquered in the rising generation.
Private health agencies, such as the
Pennsylvania Society for the Preven-
tion of Tuberculosis, find their chief
work in educational propaganda.
Their efforts are fully endorsed by the
| State Health Department. National
and State Health authorities have
asked private health agencies to en-
large their program next year.
THE CHILDREN’S SEAL.
The Red Cross seal of 1919 has a
particular appeal for children. Santa
Claus, printed in red with white
i fringes on his outfit, and a white
beard, stands with a full pack at the
top of a chimney ready to descend.
The child knows what it means when
Santa Claus comes down the chimney.
The seal is a link in the work of train-
its. It has been proven that a large
percentage cf children become infect-
ed with the germs of tuberculosis and
unless they are taught to make and
keep themselves strong and healthy
many of them will die befare attain-
ing manhood and womanhood. So the
Chirstmas seal of 1919 is a gift of a
“Healthy and a Happy New Year” in
a real measure.
N Not the Extreme Type.
“Do you approve of the V-necked
gown?”
“If it is a lower case ‘v.””
Probably.
“Lately my husband has taken to
walkng in his sleep.”
“The high car fares, I suppose.”
Times |
placed her in the front seat. Thenhe !
By that!
and she gazed in wonder at the face
“It can be—and it is,” he affirmed,
doing i
you did—to niake good. And now :
“Oh, a chauffeur!” she said, but the :
“And I want | |
“What do you mean?” she asked, |
{
ed as he blew a smoke ring ceiling- |
75,000 to 100,000 others have the !
Not over 25,000 of these get syste-
At least 50,000 receive no medical
9,000 Pennsylvania men who had |
Figures for 1916-17 are as
follows: i
1. There were examined 628,000 .
pupils.
2. 177,000 were found normal;
3. Approximately 24 per cent. of
are doing much excellent work in
But they
ing children toward better health hab- !
Poor East Side Churches
Have Much Better
Attendance Than Old
| Trinity, the World’s
. Wealthiest Parish.
|
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!
| The children of the poor are better
Sunday School scholars than the song
| and daughters of the rich, surveys of
over ew York City parishes of the
100 York Cit shes of th
Episcopal Church indicate.
The surveys which are a part of the
Church’s Nation-Wide Campaign to be
waged Sunday, December 7, for a min-
imum of $32,000,000 from Esnicopal-
ians only, dzveloded that children are
neglecting Sunday School; and that of
those who do go, the childro of the
, Foor show to mch better advantage
i thando those of tae rich.
tld Trimty at Broadway znd Wall
{ Llrest, rated the wealthiest individual
parizhin the wold, with rezlty invest-
ments of over $20,000.00, reported a
Sunday School er+ollrent of ory, 100
‘CHILDREN OF THE RICH
SUNDAY SCHOOL SLACKERS
a
| © Thelittle son of poverty is a regular attendant at Grace Chapel,
East Side, N. Y. The son of wealth is not so regular
i geen at Sunday School.
ly
children to over 1,000 communicants.
Grace Church with a budget in 1918 of
$390,041.83 reported an equally small
percentage. :
A few blocks away where children
throng the tenament houses of the
lower East-Side, little Grace Church
Chapel has a Sunday School of 450.
St. tholomew’s Church at Fiftieth
Street and Park Avenue, a mecca of
faghionables has only a five per cent.
Suaday School enrollment. Well-to-do
St. Iz1at1:8’ parish at Fast End Ave-
nue and 8 ‘th Street, has only thirty-
seven children in its Sunday School
compare with 600 communicants. :
Rehabilitation of its Sunday Schoois
is one of the purposes of the Episcopal
Church’s Nation-Wide Campaign.
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REPORT OF GROUP 3.
Savings Division—Third Federal Re-
serve District.
The following is a report of the
, counties comprising Group 3 of the
. Savings Division of the Third Feder-
: al Reserve District, for the week end-
: ing November 21st, 1919:
i Col. 1, name of county.
: Col. 2, per capita of county.
i Col. 3, standing of each county as com-
pared with other counties in the Hast-
i ern District of Pennsylvania (48 in
| number.) : !
i Union Re a, a Ae $3.01 :
. 4
63 7
% 8
! 9
CAMETON ....v. cession avin 35 12
MeResn: cc... cci vind ciivnin, 1.26 14
Lycoming ........ ie neives 1.23 16
Potter .... 7 23
Bedford ..... 04 25
Mifflin ...... 90 27
Huntingdon ..............0..050 85 30
Clearfield: .................0 00 a1 44
CAMBDEIA. vovs vives so rsminsvnsvsnenis 43 46
Per capita of the Third Federal
Pistrict 5.0 000, JA LL, 91
Per capita of the Eastern Dist.
Of PR ie sian 92
Per capita of United States.... 141
! Per capita of Group 3.......... 1.42
The proceedings of the Educational
Congress which was held at Harris-
burg during the week of the 17th of
November, under the direction of the
Department of Public Instruction, and
at the call of Dr. Thomas E. Finegan,
have been prepared by Prof. Eugene
schools, and are herewith enclosed.
It might be of interest to note the
words of Cardinal Mercier, Premier of
Belgium, who won the hearts of all
Americans during his recent visit
here. The Patriarch of the “little
land of thrift and courage” wrote the
Philadelphia chairman of the Savings
Organization as follows:
“I fully appreciate the importance
of the effort which the United States
government is making, with a view to
establishing in the minds of the peo-
ple of your country the necessity of
Thrift. I am the more able to express
an opinion on the subject, that my
think I may say this without boast-
ing. There is no doubt that the sav-
ings of the Belgium workmen enabled
' them to tide over the worst and most
H. Weik, principal of the Bellefonte |
own people in Belgium are among |
the most thrifty in the world and I |
difficult months of the war at the be-
ginning, before the magnificent gen-
erosity of the American people was
able to afford practical relief every-
where. There is no doubt, also, that
habits of thrift teach men the value
of money and serve to familiarize
them with a sense of responsibility,
and this in turn makes for Law and
Order.”
Americans must get back to care-
ful spending, intellige~t saving, and
regular investment in Government se-
curities if we are going to allow de-
mand to catch up to the supply.
Mr. Lloyd, the Director of the Sav-
ings Division of this District, empha-
sized, a few days ago, that the thrift
and systematic savings movement is
a concrete illustration of the perma-
nence of the Government Savings
Stamps and Certificates, which bear
4.27 per cent. interest, cannot depre-
ciate like bonds, and which can be
bought in units of from 25 cents to
$1000.00. “No longer,” said Mr.
! Lloyd, “do we talk ‘War Stamps.’
| These are Peace Stamps and they will
| come out just the same during 1920
| as they did in 1918. The 1920 series
| will be on sale January 1st, at $4.12
| for every $5.00 stamps, and like all
_ other issues will increase a cent each
month in value until January 1st,
1925, it will be worth $5.00.
Respectfully submitted,
| W. HARRISON WALKER,
Chairman Group 3
Savings Division
Third Federal Reserve District.
Bellefonte, Pa.,
November 25th, 1919.
Here’s a Rare Character.
She was evidently a young woman
of extremely sensitive conscience, for
when they were passing a news stand
and her escort paused momentarily to
glance at the headlines, she exclaim-
ed “Mercy, do you do that? The big
headlines are the most saleable part
of those papers, and you are taking
them for nothing. I'd as soon think
of grabbing an apple or a pear as I
went by a fruit stand.”
A Little More Jazz!
The minister was getting things
warmed up for a revival. “Lord, bless
us right now and send down Thy pow-
er!” he pleaded.
“Atta boy,” encouraged a returned
A. E. F. veteran, “make it snappy!”
| —Cartoons Magazine.
Designing Woman. \
Newlywed—You never call me pet
names now unless you want some-
thing. Before we married it was dif-
| ferent.
Mrs. Newlywed—Oh no, it wasn’t.
Before marriags I called you pet
names because I wanted you.
Bock—My wife contradicts me con
| tinually.
| Peck—My wife acts as if my ideas
weren't worth discussing.
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WITTY JIBES AT MARRIAGE
Writers of All Ages Seem to Have
Considered Matrimony as a Sub-
ject for Humor.
Some of the pithiest and most amus-
ing humor has centered about matri-
mony, William Huntington Wright
says in San Francisco Chronicle. From
Balzac’s exhaustive treatise,
Physiology of Marriage,” to Dryden’s
trivial
As for women, though we scorn and flout
’
m,
We may live with, but cannot live with-
out 'em.
we find an almost limitless range of
observations — tragic and farcical,
crabbed and good natured, contemptu-
ous and mellow, brutal and senti-
mental.
The definition of marriage has par-
: ticularly appealed to the humorists.
Petit-Senn has summed it up thus:
“Marriage is a port in the storm, but
more often a storm in the port;” while
Edmond About uses another and more
violent metaphor. Says this gentle-
man: “Marriage is in life like a duel
in the midst of battle.” Beaumarchais,
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on the other hand, is milder, but equal-
ly as cynical. He remarks that “of
all serious things marriage is the most
ludicrous.” Balzac, who really never
married, but who had much to say on
the subject, puts it in this terse man-
ner: “Marriage is a fight to the death.”
La Rochefoucauld, the greatest of the
with the extremists and remarks:
“There are good marriages, but there '
are no delicious ones.” How different
is this esthetic viewpoint to the petu-
lant observation of Sulpice Guillaume
Gavarni, who says: “When a man
says he has a wife it means that a
wife has him.”
FEW WOMEN POSSESS GENIUS
italian Scientist Cites History of the
World in Support of Asserticn
He Makes.
In the history of genius, women
have but a small place, declares
Cesare Lombroso, professor of legal
medicine, University of Turin. His
researches, he asserts, have convinced
him that women of genius are rare ex-
ceptions in the world. It is an old ob-
servation, he says, that while thou-
sands of women for every hundred
men apply themselves to music,
there has never been a single great
woman composer. Out of 600 wom-
en doctors in the United States
not one has ever made any discovery
of importance, and with few ex-
ceptions the same may be said of
other countries. Even John Stuart
Mill, who was very partial to the
cause of women, confessed that they
lacked originality. Even the few who
emerge have, says Professor Lombroso,
something virile about them. As
Goncourt said, there are no women of
genius ; the women of genius are men.
Women never created a new religion,
nor were they ever at the hedd of
great political, artistic or scientific
movements.
women have stood in the way of all
progressive movements. Like chil-
dren, he says, they are notoriously
misoneistic; they preserve ancient
habits and customs and religions.
If You Are Ambitious.
I have noticed that men who have
climbed to great heights, as a rule,
have chosen the job which held the
larger future, regardless of what it
might give in immediate returns. It
was not the large salary they were
after, but the larger opportunity. It
was the job which gave promise of
the greatest future that they wanted,
not a “soft snap” with easy money
and no future. Many vocations which
pay the most money at first have the
least future in them. If you must
make sacrifices make them when you
are first starting out in life. You will
find it easier than to make them later.
What you need at the outset is, the
most of all, the biggest opportunity for
growth and development, the job that
has the larger possible future in it. If
you are ambitious, you won't look for
a “soft snap” and “easy money”—
Orison Swett Marden in The New Suc-
cess.
A Lighted Pencil.
A clever little invention for report-
ers or anyone who wishes to take
notes at a lecture or jot things down
where the light is poor is a pencil
with an electrical torch attachment.
A tiny flashlight battery is attached to
it by a length of thin wire and the bat-
tery thus remains in the pocket when
the pencil is in use. The bulb is just
back of the lead and the switch is op-
erated by the movement of the fore-
finger while writing in an entirely nat-
ural manner. Also the attachment
may be moved along the pencil to al-
low for sharpening, or it can be
changed from one pencil to another,
and the tiny lights in the reflector
throw’a strong enough glow for what-
ever is written to be seen distinctly.
Advance (Female) Australia!
Australian women are also going
ahead, remarks a writer in the Lon-
don Evening News. They have in-
duced the attorney general of New
South Wales to introduce a bill to
make them eligible for election or ap-
pointment as members of either of the
houses of parliament, for election as
lord mayor or alderman, for appoint-
ment as a special magistrate or a jus-
tice of peace, for admission to prac-
tice as a barrister or solicitor of the
supreme court of New South Wales,
or to practice as a conveyancer,
Professor Lombroso says |
. are called,
. there are few duplicates.
WHERE FOSSIL BONES ABOUND
Corner of Nebraska Long Famous for
Its Skeletons of Queer Prehis-
toric Animals.
Where do the museums of the coun-
try get their strange and curious skele-
tons of prehistoric antmais? If a skele-
! ton is a “dinohyus” or a ‘“moropus,”
“The |
one may be quite sure that it came
from the farm of James Henry Cook
in the northwest corner of Nebraska;
and the chances gre almost equally
good if the specimen happens to be a
saber-toothed cat or a many-toed horse,
or almost any of those queer animals,
that belong to the early Miocene
period, says R. P. Crawford, in an
article in Popular Science Magazine.
Most ranchmen and farmers are quite
content to raise the ordinary sort of
stock, but here is a ranch that is most
widely known because of its output of
prehistoric animals. For more than a
decade paleontologists from the great
universities and museums of this coun-
try have made regular trips to these
fossil quarries.
The Cook farm and ranch, located
close to the Wyom'ng line, comprise
some 15,000 acres. On the eastern
edge of the ranch the Niobrara river
has laid bare two hills, from both of
which scores and scores of fossil skele-
tons have been quarried. In the suni-
mer it is no uncommon occurrence for
representatives of half a dozen easterit
institutions to pitch camp near these
. hills and spend several months digging
French epigrammatists, compromises '
out the fossil bones which, when
worked over in the museum, form the
queer-looking skeletons.
WHERE THE ROMANS BUILT
Site of Old City of Cirta, Italy, De-
scribed as Place of Mourn- i
] ful Grandeur. :
— 4
The site on which the city of Cirtd
stands rises sharply from the south
to the nerth. It is a terrible
height. © Looking up from the littl:
footpath running round the gorge at a
distance of a few hundred yards from
the bottom, the great rock looms up
like a most tragic fate. The mournful
grandeur of the place is in keeping
with the character of Masinissa and
other stern and savage chieftains ant!
the uncompromising times in which
they lived. . .
The gorge of the Rummel is nar-
row, rarely more than some hundred
yards across, and straight. Frag:
ments of Roman ruins still cling to its
precipitous sides wherever lodgment
can be found. Along the north side
the water has burrowed deep down
through a series of caverns until it
reaches the Kasba. The Romans took
advantage of the natural arch thus
formed at the angle of the two sides,
using the arch as its foundation to
erect a magnificent bridge, known
here, as were the bridges at Toledo,
the Calceus Herculis near Biskra, and
elsewhere, .as “El Kantara,” the
Bridge. Its ruins still remain.—
Cyril Fletcher Grant, in “Twixt Sand
and Sea.”
Distinctive Cries Among Animals.
If a complete list could be made of
the distinctive names by which thé
noises produced by birds and beasis
it would be found that
This may
! be judged even by the most common.
The horse neighs, the sheep bleats,
the cow lows, the pig grunts and
squeals, the turkey gobbles, the hen
i cackles, the cock crows, the goose
hisses, the duck quacks, the cat
mews, the dog barks, the wolf howls,
the lion roars, the bull bellows, the
sparrow chirps, the pigeon coos, the
frog croaks, the rook caws, the
. monkey 'chatters, the elephant trum-
pets, the camel grunts, the stag calls.
the rabbit screams—only when
wounded—the donkey brays, the bee
hums, the fly buzzes, the grasshop-
per chirrups, the swallow twitters,
the chick peeps, the hound bays and
the ow! hoots.
Be Master of Yourself.
To be able to keep cool when all the
world goes mad shows mental grasp
and genuine bighess. This grows with
the years. It becomes a part of the
nature, Newly dubbed aristocracies
and the victims of sudden wealth usu-
ally betray their plebeian origin by
their cultivated show of authority.
Where the blood tells it rises with
might to occasions, but seldom allows
itself "to get ruffled without occasion.
And what a spectacle one can make
of himself by getting all stewed about
nothing or losing his temper on some
little thing that approximates the zero
mark. ‘The really big character is
slow to anger and irritates little dubs
by his superior calm control. At the
same time the exhibition of mastery
challenges the secret admiration of all.
Mean Man.
“Why is Mrs. Gadder going home to
her mother?”
“She told Mr. Gadder she would like
to take a little trip next summer—
one that wouldn't cost more than
$500.”
“And what did Gadder say?”
“The heartless brute replied: ‘I see
by the papers that the trolley car serv-
ice is going to be improved.”—Birming-
ham Age-Herald.
All His Worldly Goods.
“Was your wife pleased with your
raise in salary?’ asked White.
“I haven't told her yet, but she will
be when she knows it,” answered
Brown.
“How is it that you haven't told
her?”
“Well, IT thought I would enjoy it
myself a little while first.”