jjjllil Life's Problems ! Are Discussed ■ * By MKS. WILSON" WOODBOW j For thousands of years—ever since ®ur first tailless ancestors learned to create fire by rubbing' two sticks to gether—we have been studying the art of living; and to such little ad vantage that we never have grasped even its first elementary principle. I>ife is action; its supreme joy is In functioning. Yet we persist in be-' lieving that our highest bliss lies in laziness—and this, in spite of the I fact that the idle and indolent in-, variably present a spectacle of un happiness. , Human longing for most of us ex presses itself in the old nursery rhyme promise of curlylocks' lover.' that she should not wash the dishes nor yet feed the swine, but sit on a; cushion and feast upon strawberries, \ sugar and cream. j' It sounds enticing. As Sydney Smith said, God might have made something better than the strawber ry, but He never did it. Yet I am ■willing to wager that within a week Ourlyloeks would tind her diet so cloying and the softness o£ her cush ion so monotonous, that she would be fairly begging for a chance to feed the cunning pigs and dabble her liands in the dishwater. Heaven, if we only realized it, is not made up of golden streets, but of handicaps. Work is the wellspring of all our, happiness. From the day of our first staggering baby step, the only real satisfaction we know is in the overcoming of obstacles. Sometimes we comprehend this in relation to ourselves; almost never in relation to others. Our constant effort is to smooth the pathway of those we love and save them from the cropper they seem bent on in viting. The father who has fought his way up to wealth, and who could not be induced to forsake the hurly burly, almost invariably wants to bring up his sons and -daughters in idleness. "I've made the pile." he says to them in effect. "It's up to you to enjoy it." And then he considers them lack ing in gratitude and appreciation, because the poor things are bored and miserable. Carlyle put the whole thing in a nutshell when he wrote: "Not what I have said, but what I do is my kingdom." I have a letter which in its un conscious pathos and courage has touched me deeply. It is from a girl twenty years old, who in early child hood was stricken with infantile paralysis and left so badly crippled that she has never since been able to go about without a companion to assist her. "When I was younger," she writes, "I had hopes of outgrowing my help lessness and then I was resolved to out for myself in some kind of an occupation. But I guess my hopes will never be fulfilled now. and the fact that I cannot go to work makes me very unhappy. "At one time we lived near a dressmaker, and this woman taught me how to cut out a dress by just looking at the picture or fashion plate of it. But somehow 1 could never get the knack of fitting—or maybe 1 never did enough of it to fcecome expert—so, you see. I would | not succeed very well as a dressmak er, and that is about the only thing 1 would really care to do. "I have some money saved up, and I would like to <io something with it. so that 1 could help myself and feel independent. "My people, when I speak of this ambition, only laugh and tell me I don't have to do anything. That may be true; but I know that unless I start doing something now I never, never will do anything at all, and will never be satisfied with my life." I wonder if the relatives of that young girl could understand how cruel they are to her in their kind ness? It seems to be a rule of Nature that the more handicaps she loads upon a person, the more indomitable and eager is' the spirit she implants. The lame, the deaf, the halt and the blind are never content to be taken care of. They burn to prove to themselves and to the world that NEARLURAZY 1 WIPiPLES All Over Body. Also Head. Cuti cura Soap and Ointment Healed in Two Weeks. "I broke out with small white pim ples all over my body, the upper part being the worst. The blis- Hjf A ters itched, and I would scratch until I was nearly •> crazy, when they broke. My face was very sore, and wi# > ft the eruption also broke out on my head. I wss treated ' ' but it did no good. A friend told me to get Cuticura Soap and Oint ment so I did, and after using them < two weeks they healed me." (Signed! ! H. P.Trump, 5 Alexander St., Sharon, Pa., Oct. 12, 1917. Use these super-creamy emollients for every-dsy toilet purposes and pre vent these distressing troubles. Saaapla Eaeh Fraaby Mail. Address post card: "Cuticura, Daft. H, 80.t0n." Sold everywhere. Soap 25c. Ointment 25 and 50c. EDUCATIONAL School of Commerce AMD Harrisbnrg Business College Trsap BuiMlif, 13 8. Market Sa ■ell h*ac Mi Dial 43W1 Booaaeeplng, Shorthand. Staoo type. i'ypawritlng. i;lvll service. It you want to secure a good position and Hold It. get Thor ough Tralalng in a Standard school Of Established itrputatlon. Day and Night School. Enter any Mon day. Fully accredited by tba National Association. MONDAY EVENING, BrilTQiriQ Up Father *•,* Copyright, 1918, International News Service *•* ••• By IN\.CN]LCL TlllS II I ! T I MOVED AWM OUT HERE I RnS 111 t %EMT PORVOO* If II OON ' T "WORK F/SVT OOYS - I TZT^ TO -iTCr ZD \li7 \ /T;,' I COUCHT THE PROPERTY NEXT NOU'RE I AVWV FROM S WN Jf '<L l'"", TO **ERE I LIVE *ND I WANT - V/OMDER' " E ** UON<t At> *VA MT to 00 THE aouW • ,-L. #h Vv they can go as fast and as far as! their more fortunately-endowed j companions, and even a shade faster! and farther. And the joy they take in accom plishment is correspondingly more keen. Michael Angelo never gazed upon one of his masterpieces with prouder satisfaction than does the armless wonder upon the signature he has so laboriously taiffeht him self to write with his toes. The loafer is always a full-sized, able-bodied person with a host of imaginary complaints; the cripple, making light of his real disabilities, continually strains at his leash. Is the yearning of this little girl j for independence and happiness to be denied through the mistaken com passion of her people? Would they stifle her spirit, and transform her into a moping, fretful woman, old before her •time? Wiser than they, the state of New Jersey forces every one of its citi zens to go to work, knowing that thereby she is conferring upon them their greatest boon. Six Candidates For Retirement Board Six candidates for membership on the State Teachers Retirement Fund Board have been nominated by a joint committee representing the State Teachers League and the State Educational Association, which met at the office of Dr. Nathan C. State Superintendent of Public Instruction. The candidates named are: Miss Mary Cooper, Johnstown; Miss Lucy Glass, Jean nette; Miss Grace Sevan, Pittsburgh; Miss Helen Spencer, Pittsburgh; i Robert E. Larimie, Easton, and John W. Snoke, Lebanon. The State Educational Aiisocia tion was represented on the nomi nating committee by Eli M. Rapp, Reading; S. S. Baker, Pittsburgh, and Miss Katharine Moran, Scran ton. while the League was "represent ed by Miss Margaret Sullivan, Har risburg; Francis McGvjigan, Pitts ton and G. -B. Murdock of Johns town. Three of the six nominated will be elected to represent the teachers on the State Retirement Board. The members already selected are' Dr. Schaeffer, State Treasurer H. M. Kephart and Ex-Judge Dirnner Beeber, Philadelphia. Boy Scouts Get Clean Health Bill From Prober B,v Associated Press >>w York, April 22.—Attorney Gen eral Thomas W. Gregory gave the Boy Scouts of America a clean bill ot health in a letter made public here last night by attorneys of the organ isation. The communicaticn was a reply to the "complaint' of John D. Gluck, commissioner-at-large of the United States Boy Scou'.s. addressed to the Department of Justice and asking a Congressional investigation of the Boy Scouts of America. In it Sir. Gregory said he could find no allegation or proof of wrongdoing on the part of the accused organi zation. . In the document filed with the De partment of Justice, Mr. Gluck stat ed that he "complarieJ of the con duct in office of Colin H. Livingston, president of the National Council, and James E. Wert, chief executive of the Boy Scouts of America." Seven Burn to Death in German Prison Camp Philadelphia, April 22.—Evidence that a British seaman named John Genower, taken prisoner by the Ger mans in the battle of the Skagerrak. was deliberately permitted to burn to death, together with a French so.l dier and five Russians, in a flimsy board cell in the German prison camp at Brandenburg in March, last year, and that when he attempted to get away from the flames behind him by trying to squeeze through the narrow window was bayoneted by the sentry and thrust back into the fire, has just been made public by the British government in a White Pa per, copies of which reached here a few days ago through official sources. British Drive Germans From Advanced Positions B\ Associated Press I.ondon, April 22.—The British troops near Robecq, northwest of Bethune, yesterday drove the Ger mans from some of their advanced positions, according to Field Mar shal Haig's statement, issued by the War Office last night. Aside from artillery engagements, there was lit tle other activity along the front Sunday. NO ADVANCE IN PRICE CHILDREN Should not be "dosed" {ffig (or cold* —apply "ex- ffaJjk _ (f| ternally"— T a Littl# Body-Guard in Tour Hoot* * \ i 25c—50c—$1.00 THE FOUR O A SERIAL OF YOUTH AND ROMANCE By VIRGINIA VAN DE WATER CHAPTER XL.V, Copyright, 1918, Star Company. ''Aunt Amanda told me to ask you to remain to dinner with us," Cynthia informed Gerald Stewart when they had parted from Darius Blake. She felt awkward as she thought of the conversation she must hold with her lover, and she evaded it for a moment by delivering her aunt's invitation. "Yes," Gerald said, "Mr. Living stone invited me, too: So I stop ped at my rooms long enough to get into a dinner coat." "Did uncle telephone you?" Cyn-1 thia" asked. "Or did he see you?" "He was passing my office this afternoon and ran in for a moment," Gerald replied. "It Is late. Shall we be going?" He had his own reasons' for not wishing his betrothed to inquire further into her uncle's object in calling on him. "I'd like to consult you about something," Cynthia said. Can't we walk uptown aalittle way?" "Certainly we can. Then we can ride the last part of the trip if we find it necessary," her companion agreed. Cynthia congratulated herself that she was not facing this man in a brilliantly lighted room as she in troduced the topic on which she must consult him. After they had chatted of various matters that had no bearing on their own case, she summoned her resolution to Pmbh^mbmß 1 Daily Fashion ! 1 Hint I | Pre oared Especially For This E | NeTMpaper A SUMMER FROCK. A delightful model Is pictured her*, fashioned of plain and check cotton crepe. The tunic Is longer at th left than at the right side, and is •calloped and bound with silk. The two-piece foundation skirt closes in front Check crepe is utilized for the underblouse. the Jumper being scalloped to correspond with the tunic. Medium sise requires 2 yards 36-inch check and 4% yards 36-inch plain crepe. Pictorial Review Waist No. 7711. Sizes, 34 to 42 inches bust. Prls, 20 cents. Skirt No. 7704. Sizes, 24 to 32 inches waist. Price, 20 oents. No 12178. Blue or yeildw transfer. 15 cents. HARJRISBURG GGSRBIFT TELEGRAPH nerve her to the attack. She plunged in boldly, almost desperately. "Gerald," she began, "Uncle Ste phen and Aunt Amanda want us to be ma.rried at the same time that Dora and Milton are. They want a double wedding. What do you say to the idea?" The young couple had started across the street, and an automo bile, swinging suddenly around a corner into the avenue, almost brush ed them in passing. "Take care!" Gerald exclaimed, seizing Cynthia's arm. His grasp was like a grip of iron. : She attributed this to the fact that , lie was startled by the automobile. She did not suspect that her state- 1 ment had anything to do with his action. Nor, when he released her and spoke again, did his voice be tray any perturbation. "What do you say to the idea, 1 Cynthia? You are the one to be considered, and your wishes must be respected." A Promise His manner was so confident, so ' calm, that, as often before, she felt . a throb of thankfulness for his good- : ness. And, as at qfher times, it was followed by a pang of regret at the knowledge that the sentiments he , awakened in her heart were only ; gratitude and liking—not love. Nevertheless, she was comforted .by his sane presence, and she spoke with genuine feeling. "How good you are, Gerald! Tou always seem to be thinking of what my wishes are, and put your own in the background." "Should not my wishes be yours?" he queried, lightly. She tried to smile, but failed. "In this case, I do not know what I ought to do," she confessed, anx iously. "You see, the double wed ding would be less expensive to uncle. For that reason I wanted to pay for my own wedding, but he will not allow it." "Perhaps he considers it a plea sure to discharge that obligation as your nearest male relative," her com panion suggested. "But in this, also, I feel that you should have your own way." "I thought I should, too—until I consulted Mr. Blake awhile ago," she rejoined. "He agrees with Uncle Stephen." "Indeed!" Gerald mused. "I sup pose you understand why he takes that view of the matter. I, myself, do not quite understand just why he does." "I will explain it all to you some time, Gerald," Cynthia promised. "I cannot do so yet. It would not be quite fair. But later I will—after" — She stopped, and he waited for her to continue. "After what, Cynthia?" he asked softly. "Is it so. hard for you to finish the sentence? Were y*>u going! to say, 'After we are married?' " She nodded in silence. Gerald I Stewart took her arm again in his I strong grasp. A Confession "Listen, dear," he said, his voice vibrating with a feeling she did not interpret aright. "I have noticed how you hesitate to speak of the time after our marriage. If it is only girlish self-consciousness that causes you to shrink from talking of that period, I have nothing to say. But if, on the other hand, it is any other sentiment that makes you shun the subject, in justice to us both you must tell me. Dear, I want you to be happy; that is my only aim in life just now. If I have been mistaken in thinking that you care enough for me to trust ' yourself to me, please say so before it is too late." The pair had turned Into a cross street where they were more se cluded than on the avenue. Gerald's tone was tremulous as he pleaded, and by the electric light the girl whose arm he held could see how pale he was. Compunction and pity smote her as she looked up at him. Now she i was making this man who loved her suffer! He had always been so good to her! She must banish his fear. "Dear Gerald," she said impul-. sively, "forgive me if I have started such doubts in your mind! I trust myself entirely to you. Can't you j believe .that I appreciate all that I you are, the honor that you have conferred on me in asking me to be | your wife. I will marry you this I spring if you wish." In her earnestness she had laid her hand on his, and his fingers closed tightly on hers. "Thank you, dear," he said hoarse ly, "for speaking so frankly. I am answered, and 1 will not misunder stand again. "And now," with a sudden change of manner, we must ride uptown If we are to reach the Livingstones in time for dinner. Here comes a cab. We will take It." To Be Continued KAISER YIELDS TO POPE * Amsterdam, April 22.—A dispatch to the Maasbode from Cologne says Jt is learned there that as a result of mediation by the Pope. Emperor William has ordered that no more Belgian church bells shall be seized. "Outwitting the Hun" By Lieutenant Pat O'Brien (Copyright, 1918, by Pat Alva O'Brien.) ■- As I opened the t window, the noise the train was mak ing grew louder. It "You're a fool if you do; you're a fool if said to myself "the closed down the win- As soon as the window was closed, tne noise of the train naturally sub sided, and its speed seemed to di minish, ar.tl my plan appealed to me stronger tuan evef. Called Him a Lunatic I knew the guard in front of me didn't understand a word of Eng lish, and so, in a quiet tone of voice I confided to" the Knglish officer who sat next to me what I planned to do. "For God's sake, Pat, chuck it!" he urged. "Don't be a lunatic! This railroad is double-tracked and rock ballasted and the other track is on your side. 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He was rather an old man. going home on leave, and he seemed to be dream ing of what was In store for him rather than paying any particular attention to me. Once in a while I had smiled at him. and I figured that he hadn't the slightest idea of what was going through my mind all the time we had been travelling.! I began to cough as though m.v throat was badly irritated by the smoke, and then I opened the win-1 dow again. This time the guard looked up and showed his disap proval, but did not say anything. It was then 4 o'clock in the morn ing and would soon be light. I knew I had to do it right then, or never, ae there would be no chance to escape in the daytime. I had on a trench coat that I had used as a flying coat and wore my knapsack, which I had constructed APRIL 22, 1918, out of a gas bag brought Into Court-] rai by a British prisoner. In this I had two pieces of bread, a piece of sausage and a pair of flying mit | tens. All of them had to go with | ljie through the window. The train was now going at a rate |of between thirty and thirty-five miles an hour, and again it seemed to admonish mo as it rattled along over the ties: "You're a fool if you do—you're a fool if you don't. You're a fool if you don't—you're a fool if ; you do. You're a fool if you don't." His IxNip From the Train I waited no longer. Standing upon the bench as if to put the bag on the rack and taking hold of the rack with my left hand and a strap | that hung from the top of the car I with my right, I pulled myself up, shoved my feet and legs out of the I window and let go. There was a prayer on my lips as I went out, and I expected a bullet between my shoulders, tout It was all over in an instant. I landed on my left side and face, burying my face in the rock ballast, cutting it open and closing my left eye. skinning my hands and shins and straining my ankle. For a few moments I was completely knocked out, and if they shot at me through the window, in the first moments after my escape, 1 had no way of knowing. Of course, if they could have stopped the train right then, they could easily have recaptured me, but at the speed it was going and in the confusion which must have followed my escape, they probably didn't stop within half of a mile from the spot where I lay. I came to within a few minutes and when I examined myself and found no bones broken, I didn't stop to worry about my cuts and bruises, but jumped up with the idea of put ting as great a distance between me and that track as possible before daylight came. Still being dazed, I forgot all about the barbed wire fence along the right, of way and ran full tilt into It. Right there I lost ono of my two precious pieces of bread, which fell out of my knapsack, but I could not stop to look for it then. The one big thing that was upper most in my mind was that for the moment I was free, and it was up to me now to make the most of my liberty. CHAPTER VII. Crawling Through tiermany The exact spot at which I made my desperate leap I don't know. Perhaps, after the war is over, some one on that train will be good enough to tell me and then I may go back and look for the dent I must have made in the rock ballast. As I have said, I didn't stop very long that morning after I once re gained my senses. I was bleeding profusely from the wounds caused by the fall, but I checked it somewhat with handker chiefs I held to my face, and I also held the tail of my coat so as to catch the blood as it fell and not leave tell-tale traces on the ground. Before I stopped I had gone about a mile. Then I took my course from the stars and found that I had been going just opposite to the direction I should be making, but I could not go baek across the track there, To lie Continued. 5
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