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Love Greatest of All Things
By DOROTHY DIX
■ There Is a pretty
old legend that has
come down to us
through the ages
that tells of a magic
stone that would
turn into pure gold
any face metal that
la touohed. It was
called the Philoso
pher's Stone, and
many people spent
their whole lives in
search tag for It.
None ever found it,
and it still remains
the object of unful
filled desire, of un
appeased avarice.
No one has ever discovered the
PWlosoj-her'i Stone of the physical
world that can transmute iron into
fold, but we have discovered the Phil
osopher's Stone of the spiritual world
that has only to touch the ugly and
•orbld facts of everyday life to turn
Own into beauty.
It is Love whose power is far be
yond the alchemy of which any chem
ist ever dreamed, It is Love that can
Mt elrolin* wings about the hardest
lot! that can rob pain of Its anguish
and poverty of its sting; that oan 1
glorify the meanest thing on earth and I
Mt it among the stars, Love is the '
Philosopher's Stone that gives the !
courage of heroes to just ordinary
men and women; that gives to the 1
•weak the strength of Samson and to
tb* faltetlnar the enduranoe to struggle '
on to the end. !
Love Is the Philosopher's Stone
that works miracles. Look at some
of them and marvel. 1
Watch a mother with a sickly little
baby. To your eyes it is a hideous
and a disgusting object. Its head Is
big and round and bald. It's neck
stringy. It's body puny and weakened. :
It's eyes are pale and watery. It's
mouth gapes like the mouth of a cat- :
fish. It cries continually with a pee
vish fretful wall that never ceases and
that rasps your nerves unendurably.
It Is malodorous and and unclean In :
spite of being washed and dressed a
doien times a day.
Tou look at the ugly little crea- i
ture, you hear its eternal wail, and
you feel that there isn't enough money
In the subtreasury to hire you to take
Their Married Life
By MABEL HERBERT URNER
The long white and gilt ballroom
was ablaze with lights. An orchestra
In an overhanging balcony twanged a
syncopated one-step, while the dancers
swayed and gyratod over the shining
wax floor.
Skirting the outer edges of the
Warren steered Helen to a line
chairs against the wall.
A final crashing chord, and the
music ceased. Clamorously the danc
ers applauded l'or more, and with
scarcely a moment's interval the or
chestra again struck up.
"Think they'd take time to get their
breath. Strenuous word that." War
ren nodded to a man with a wilted col
lar and a florid face streaked with
perspiration. "Must be pretty hard on
a girl's makeup."
But considering the vigorous meas
ures of the dance, Helen thought the
women seemed less flushed and dis
heveled than the men.
there're some really good
gowns here," scrutinizing each couple
as they whirled by.
"Pretty good-looking crowd —for a
public dance."
"Why, it isn't a public dance."
"Oh, these club dances aren't so
mighty exclusive. Get into any of 'em
by planking down a five-spot. Here
comes the Daltons now."
"We've been looking everywhere for
you." Mrs. Dalton dropped breath
lessly into a chair beside Helen, flut
tering a gold-spangled fan.
"Thought we saw you come in"
(Mr. Dalton was dabbing his handker
chief over his flushed face), "but lost
you in the shuffle. Big crowd here
to-night."
"We were just saying that," agreed
Warren. "Good-looking crowd, too."
"Yes, the Adelphian Society usually
turns out a pretty fair crowd. We
thought you'd enjoy it."
"Oh. there's the 'hesitation'." Mrs.
Dalton's white satin slipper tapped
eagerly as the orchestra swung into
another tune.
"You two go on," urged Warren.
"You don't have to entertain us."
"Don't mean you're not going to
dance?" exclaimed Mr. Dalton.
"No, Helen and I aren't up on these
new dances."
"Nonsense! Of course you'll dance."
"Well, we'll see a little later. You
go on, we'll sit here and give 'em the
'once over.' Want to get a few points
first."
"Why, Warren, we're not going to
dance at all." protested Helen, as the
Daltons swirled off. "You know we
can't do any of these new steps."
"Why can't we? It's all tommy-rot
about having to take a lot of lessons.
Watch this—it's only an exaggerated
waltz. Anybody who can dance at all
can catch on to that."
Fearing that Warren might under
take to prove his assertion, Helen did
not dispute it. She had not expected
to dance, and had worn a long gown
in which she now felt most conspicu
ous, for all of the others wore short
dancing length.
She realized, too, that although this
was her Paris gown, as it was neither
flounced nor draped around the hips,
It looked decidedly out of date.
"For the love of Mike, what's the
matter with that woman's hair?"
Helen leaned forward. "Oh, that's
one of those colored wigs. Pale blue,
Isn't it, to match her dress? How
•allow It makes her!"
a sight!" grimly.
were no other colored wigs,
of white ones, and all
the headdresses were elaborate with
aglrettes and Jeweled bandeaux.
"What's that girl got on—a night
cap?"
"They wear those lace caps for
dancing. Oh, do look, that's an ex
quisite gown!" as a girl swept by in
a pearl embroidered cream chlfton.
"It's dirty," criticised Warren. "I'd
have a cheaper frock and have it
fresh looking. Jove, most of these
gowns look worse for the wear."
"The dancing's so hard on them,"
explained Helen. "And I suppose this
crowd goes to a dance almost every
night"
"Pretty soiled lot of slippers, too.
Bay, look at that heavyweight, will
youT Well, I'd can those red splotches.
Look* as If she'd been committing
murder In the first degree."
Helen smiled as a very stout woman
pranced by with a -uffed overskirt of
white taffeta, splashed with red. A
huge bow of red tulle was fastened
butterfly fashion to her back, the ends
trailing over her broad hips. With
this "fetching" costume she wore rod
•Uppers, and her skirt was slushed to
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FRIDAY EVENING, HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH MAY 8, 1914.
care of it for a week. Tou look at
the mother, worn with fatigue and
sleepless nights in which shei has
walked the floor trying to soothe that
pain-wracked little body and hush its
cries, and you wonder that she doesn't
let it die. You wonder that she has
the patience and the courage and the
strength to go on with her terrible
task of caring for it.
She could not, except that, hidden
in her bosom, is the Philosopher's
Stone—Love —that makes her see the .
child, not hideous and loathsome as it
is to you, but beautiful and radiant, a
creature in whom is bound up every
possibility and ambition. The walling
voice Is not discord to her ears, but a
call sweeter than lover ever made.
Her arms never grow weary of their
burden, because they are upborne by
th£ mighty arms of Love.
Babies In hospitals die Ilka flies,
In spite of all that science can do
for them. It Is because no hired nurse
possesses the Philosopher's Stone of
Love.
And behold another miracle.
See the little ordinary, common
place man who has the little green
grocery around the corner. He mar
ried young, an ordinary, commonplace
girl who has grown middle-aged and
fat now, and he has an ordinary, com
monplace family of girls and boys.
Early and late this man is at his
store. He tolls harder than any slave.
His life is as monotonous as the swing
of the pendulum of a clock. To the
store early in the morning, and back
home late at night. It never varies,
year In nor year out. The only ex
citement he ever knows is when Ber
muda onions drop 25 cents a box.
He is always shabby. He never
takes any amusement. He has never
had a vacation. Tou would say that
there could not be an existence more
utterly drab, and drear and joyless, 1
and you wonder what he gets out of
life that keeps him from taking a
header into the river.
Ah, you see, you do not know that ;
he carries in his flabby pockets the
Philosopher's Stone of Love that turns
the fat, dull wife into a queen of love ;
and beauty, and that changes each '
pasty-faced child into a little princel
ing. Tou would laugh behind your
hand at little Mary's picture of a cat.
show her beefy, red silk-stockinged
calves.
"Why, oh, WHY. do Btout, florid
women always dress so conspicu
ously'.'"
"Want to make sura they're not
overlooked," grinned Warren. "Well,
my hat's oft to that man for waddling
her around. Jingo, that girl in pink
can dance! Not bad looking, either.
Say, what's coming here? Looks like
she'd yanked down the curtains and
grabbed off the lamp shade."
"That's supposed to be very effect
ive," glancing after the loosely-draped
gown, with a green silk hip flounce
stiffly wired. "Dear, do you know, X
feel really old-fashioned in this? I
wonder if I couldn't drape .this skirt
In some way?"
"Huh; if you knew what a darned
sight better that dress looks than most
of these freaks around here, you'd not
monkey with it"
"Has anybody a pin?" Mrs. Dalton
came up flushed and panting, holding
in place a frill of torn lace. "Harry
clutches me so," crossly, "he Just ruins
my clothes. He doesn't know the
Maxixe at ail! I have to fairly drag
him around."
"You don't get It right, either, Ma
rie. You put your toe in front instead
of your heel."
"X do NOT!" emphatically. "It's
you that Oh, thank you," as
Warren found a pin under his coat
lapel. "You're going to dance tlfls
with me. I'm sure you can get it bet
ter than Harry."
"Go ahead, Curtis," urged Mr. Dal
ton. "I'd like to see someone else
raked over the coals."
"Oh. dear, I wouldn't," whispered
Helen, "you don't know these steps."
But Warren with a gallant bow had
already placed his arm around Mrs.
Dalton's waist. The next moment they,
were lost in the maze of dancers.
Refusing Mr. Dalton's insistent invi
tation to dance, Helen tried anxiously
to locate Warren in that kaleidoscopic
mass.
Then she saw them across the room.
Warren, much flushed, was making
diligent efforts to conform the old
fashioned waltz to this new step. They
were mincing along painstakingly
awkward and Helen saw several per
sons glance after them with a mean
ing smile.
It waj so rarely that she ever saw
Warren at a disadvantage that she
watched him with varied emotions.
Oh. why did he not stop? Why did he
persist in making a spectacle of him
self? Every moment his steps grew
more conflicting. Mrs. Dalton was
plainly embarrassed.
They were coming nearer. Surely
he would 6'op when he reached their
chairs! Rut obstinately determined,
he would have again circled the room
had not Mrs. Dalton broken away
with an apologetic laugh.
"It's the orchestra—they're all out
of time! It's so hard to dance to some
of this music."
_Wa rren caught at the excuse.
"Thought something was wrong!
They're way off! No wonder I couldn't l
get the swing of It. Should think 1
they'd have a decent orchestra at a
dance like this."
As soon as Mrs. Dalton got her
breath she whirled off again with her
husband. Warren sank into the chair
beside Helen. There was an awkward
silence. She purposely refrained from
any comments on his dancing.
"Well, this Is dead slow. I'm going
down stairs and have a game of pool
with the marker. You'll be all right
here—plenty to see."
With Warren beside her she had
enjoyed looking on, but, now left
alone, Helen felt very conspicuous. It
recalled her "wall-flower" days as a
young girl. Not having the dash and
assurance to make her popular, she
had sat out many dances, trying to
hide her embarrassment and aching
heart with a poorly feigned air of
unconcern.
And now as several men glanced
appraislngly at her Helen grew more
self-conscious. If only she could es
cape to the lounging-room! Bhe
shrank from crossing the floor alone,
but by keeping close to the wall and
dodging many couples she Anally mad®
her way out.
Feeling much less conspicuous out
here. Helen sank on one of the red
velvet couches, from which she still
had h view of the ballroom.
A half-hour later Warren appeared,
lelKurfly smoking a rlgar.
"Had enough? All right, let's look
up the Daltons and tell them what a
He sees in her a Rosa Bonheur. Tou
would groan with the torture of listen
ing to little Johnnie's piano playing.
He hears in it a young Paderewski.
Tou are bored stiff at hearing the
smart things that "Susie and Tommio
say. He could listen to the phono
graphic record of them a thousand
times a day.
Talk about things to live for! Why,
he's got everything in the world there
is to live for. And If he works him
self to death trying to send wooden
headed boys through college and dress
plain-faced girls up into a semblance
of beauty, he dies gloriously happy
that he has given his children the
chances in life that he never had
himself.
And behold still another miracle.
The wife of a poor man. She lives
in a few shabby rooms, tiny, ill-ventl
lated, unsavory. Everything is ugly
and inartistic. The few pieces of fur
niture are cheap and tawdry. Her
own clothes ugly, ill-flttlng and
shabby.
Hard work has aged her prema
turely. She has burnt the roseß out
of her cheeks over the cookstove and
dimmed the brightness of her eyes by
long hours at night with her needle.
She toils incessantly at the dreary
round of household drudgery that is
never ended and always the same, and
always there is a child tugging at
her skirts and another In her arms.
She never has any pleasure, never any
amusement. The gaiety of life passes
her by on her other side.
She has not oven the reward of her
husband's tenderness and apprecia
tion, for he takes her devotion without
realizing it, as he would the devotion
of a dog.
It.-nvould be a life of unendurable
martyrdom except that the woman
carries in her hand the Philosopher's
Stone'—Love —that gilds the corbid
ness of her lot; that turns any sort of
a hovel that Is a home into a palace,
and that casts a halo about her hus
band and children so that she never
really sees them as they are, but only
as she would have them in her
dreams.
Blessed be the Philosopher's Ston*
—Love —that changes the world and
,makes it worth while for all of us!
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that is pretty and fine and soft can be
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The sleeves are full below the close-fitting
caps which makes them especially de
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or over-blouse. As a matter of course,
the Medici collar can be omitted if a
plainer blouse is wanted, but it is new
and smart. To give a still daintier effect,
the chemisette portion can be embroid
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Pftr the 16 year size, the guimpe will
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36, iK yd*- 44 > n - wide if made with
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"pleasant evening' we've had," sar
castically.
"Dear, it isn't their fault, they
thought we'd enjoy It."
"Well, we might—if there'd been a
decent waltz or two, instead of all
these St. Vitus spasms. But come
on," drawing Helen toward the bkll
room, "we'll show 'em we're not such
dead ones! Mrs. Dalton was about as
graceful as a cow, but you and I can
do these stunts."
"Oh, no—no," Helen drew back,
panic-stricken. Then, hopefully, "Dear,
everybody's taking lessons why
shouldn't we? I think I'd love these
new dances, if I only knew them."
"Liessons?" with a snort. "Well, It'll
be a long while before I shell out my
good money to any of those counter
Jumpers for their freak dancing les
sons."
"Counter jumpers?"
"Ribbon counter clerks—that's what
| most of 'em were six months ago.
I Now they're giving dancing lessons to
| n lot of nincompoops at ten dollars
1 per 1"
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Program Discussed For
Waynesboro Chautauqua
Special to The Telegraph
Waynesboro, Pa., May B.—At a
meeting yesterday the Waynesboro
Chautauqua committee discussed the
program for this summer's engage
ment l)ere, submitted by the associa
tion. As far as now known the Chau
tauqua course will open here Satur
day, July 11, and be concluded the
following Friday evening. The local
Chautauqua association has these of
ficers: The Rev. A. A. Kelly, presi
dent; Kenneth G. Polter, secretary;
J. E. Rohrer, treasurer; J. H. Dear
dorff, M. E. Solienberger, J. H. Stoner,
Ira N. Hoover and H. C. Gordon, ex
ecutive committee.
DIVIDEND DECLARED
Special to The Telegraph
Waynesboro, Pa., May B.—Yester
day the Green Hill Cemetery Associa
tion directors at their annual, meeting
declared a dividend of 6 per cent, out
of the net earnings of the past year.
The following managers were re-elect
ed: W. T. Omwake, John H. Neal,
H. C. Gordon, F. S. Gilbert, J. R.
Hoeflich, H. C. Strickler and F. B.
Forthman.
RECREATION RESORT FOR ROYS
Special to The Telegraph
Lebanon, Pa., May B.—Members of
St. Gertrude's Sick Beneficial Society
of St. Gertrude's German Catholic
Church at East havo ar
ranged to build a structure 75 by 32
feet as a recreation resort for boys
and girls in that district. Tile build
ins will be fitted out with a poojroom,
reading: and lounging rooms, recreation
apartments, etc.
New License Ordinance
i Passed by Penbrook Council
Special to The Telegraph
Penbrook, Pa., May 8. —At a special
> meeting of the council last night the
! new license ordinance was finally
• passed, all of the members of 'he
. body voting In favor of It. The ordl
• nance will be published and will lm
. mediately become effective. It will
• Include all merchants and dealers of
I town and peddlers, hucksters, and all
. delivery wagons from Harrlsburg or
other towns will be forced to pay the
license to sell wares here.
At the regular meeting on Monday
night the eighty dollar tax which was
[ to be charged the Harrlsburg Rail
ways company was lowered to fifty
dollars. At the meeting last night It
was decided to let this change stand
but tax the company on all cars.
KILLED BY LIVE WIRE
, Special to The Telegraph
' Chambersburg, Pa., May B.—J. P.
Proferen, a Greek, who arrived In
I the borough several weeks ago, was
killed last night while cleaning his
' peanut stand. He came in contact
with a live wire. It Is believed that
the Greek had a weak heart, and
that the shock was the cause of hie
I death.
126 CARTLOADS OF RUBBISH
; Special to The Telegraph
Waynesboro, Pa., May 8. —Over
' one hundred and twenty-flve cart
loads of rubbish has been gathered
i up and hauled fr«m the streets and
. alleys of Waynesboro and hauled to
the dump during ,the past two days.
Most of the stuff <Arti>d away were
tin cans, glass bottles and jars.
AUTO AND BICYCLE COLLIDE
| Special to The Telegraph
' Waynesboro, Pa., May 8. —Roy
White, young son of A. S. White,
Waynesboro, was run over and badly !
1 Injured Wednesday night by Edward 1
! Hess, who was running an automo
bile. Young White, who was on a
1 bicycle, was passing around a vehicle
In Center Squar° when h» wm stmcU
by the automobile White was thrown
[ In front of the car, which passed over
his right arm and leg. His arm was
' broken and his leg badly cut and
j bruised, while the bicycle >vas smashed
into fragments.
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, Be sure to ask the druggist for the
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i 'in sold on the money-back guarantee.
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