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Life y s Problems
Are Discussed
Bjr Mrm. WDaon Wsodron
A few days ago I published a lat
ter I had received, so vital In lta ap
peal. BO poignant in its pathos that
rather than sacrifice any portion of
it to the necessary limitations of
space, I chose to defer my own com
fluents upon it to a later issue.
The man who has written this let
ter has asked this eternal question,
that question sotibed throughout the
ages: Does death end all?
He was a wanderer by inclination
and Instinct, he says. As a mere boy
he ran away from home and school
and became a hobo. For years ho
roamed the country, never content to
have his shadow fall twice in the
same town.
Then in his vagrant career he en
countered a gently-bred girl who
shamed him with the futility of his
existence and counselled him to
worthier ways. He sought to shake
oft the impression made by her
words; but In spite of himself her in
fluence persisted. It turned his foot
steps toward his old home and put
him to work. He took up a trade
and made good. Two years later,
through a chance coincidence, he met
the girl again.
Under the circumstances a ro
mance was inevitable. Against the
opposition of her people, he married
her and. spurred by her love and be
lief in him, proved that she had mac|e
no mistake in choosing him. Out of
their hearts they built a home. Two
children came to them. They were
divinely happy.
Together they laid their plans for
the future. Separation had no part
in that program; they would work
and love and live out their lives to
gether, do the best they could to give
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their children a start In the world,
and then when they had grown old
and one was called they felt that the
other would soon follow. In fact,
they promised that to each other.
But the parting came far sooner than
they expected. The young wife fell
ill. Everything possible was done
for her. The anxious husband de
voted himself to her care. But in
side of five weeks she was gone. She
turned her face up to him, whispered
that she loved him, smiled and fell
asleep.
That was two years ago, he writes,
but the hurt has never grown less.
She was the only girl he ever had,
the only one he ever will have. He
is restless and unsettled, like a ship
without sails or rudder which has
broken away from its moorings. The
children are the only thing that has
served to anchor him; he has done his
best for them, but wealthy people ara
anxious to take them and give them
every advantage, and he is not really
sure but that he is standing in their
light
He wavers between a dozen im
pulses; sometimes the suggestion
comes that he go back to the road
again, or to sea, or into the thick of
the fighting. Again he is a prey to
morbid questionings. May it not be
that his wife's faint smile at their
parting meant that he should keep
the promise they exchanged and seek
to follow her?
Does his little "pal," as he used to
call her, still live? That is what
he asks. If so, where is she? How
can he reach her? What is he to do
with the lonely years that stretch be
fore him? What would she wish him
to do? Was there a subtle meaning
in that farewell smile she gave?
Where and how can he find the an
swer?
The answer? Does it not lie in
himself and in the world around
him? This is a universe of law;
things once started are not left un
finished, nor do they happen by
chance or accident. Was it by chance
that his little "pal" cam into his
life? She was the steadying and in
spiring influence which he needed
just at that moment, and for which he
was perhaps unconsciously seeking.
And he gave In return some element
of strength or tenderness or under
standing which she required Just as
much.
Their association was no hap
hazard coincidence, but a part of the
great orderly scheme of things, a
working out of the processes of des
tiny. And those processes can no
more be interfered with or set aside
than can the progress of the con
stellations or any other of the eternal
laws.
Somewhere, somewhen, somehow
those two souls so Inextricably
Joined must meet again. As he is
seeking her, so no doubt is she seek
ing him. But it Is idle to try and
force the meeting—as idle as to at
tempt to retard or accelerate the
turning of the tides.
His old reckless "Wanderlust rises
in him and impels him to go quest
ing into the unknown in search of
her. But if her gentle spirit could
speak to him, I am sure she would
tell him now to follow the sane and
prosaic path, to rear their children—
no stranger, however well-intention
ed, can fill a father's place—and to
play the game as it lies, Just as she
urged him long ago to quit his vaga
bond life and go back to work.
"Play the game!" Tha. is the way
I Interpret her farewell smile, if I
read her character aright. And she
is trusting him to do it. Perhaps she
is trying to tell him so; and his un
settled yearnings and questionings
are the result of her misapprehended
message, as a telephone buzzes and
clicks unintelligibly when the con
nection is faulty. Also. If communi
cation is ever established with those
we call dead—which now seems "very
probable—may it not be that two
such closely attuned souls as these
will be the first to form the medium?
His little "pal's" mission upon this
plane of existence is finished. He
has still work to do else he would
not be here. He cannot hope to
evade or escape It. He will come back
until the demands of destiny are sat
isfied. But upon some higher plane
she Is awaiting him, and their ulti
mate reunion is as certain as the law
of seedtime and harvest—a reunion
for which the happiness they knew
here was only a foretaste and a
prophecy.
" When a Girl
By ANN LISLE
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of a Girl Wife
(Continued)
My hustoand likes three pieces of
sugar in his coffee very rare roast
beef and long hikes befor breakfast.
Oh, that isn't' what I want to write
at all! I'm not even thinking about
it exceipt with the very outermost
little gray cell of my brain. But
every tiny piece of knowledge X get
about my wonderful boy seems Impor
tant because it brings me closer to
him.
We have started out with noth'ng
to help us on our voyage across un
known seas except love—wonderful,
glowing love. And I must keep it
glowing. Somehow I feel that when
love's beacon light goes out it is be
cause the woman has failed to keep
it burning. I won't fail—God helping
me—Jim! I shall still have our Joy of
each other even when we'e old and
all the pulsing sweetness of to-day
is only a memory.
I wonder if all honeymoon times are
so fragarant and as loving as mine
is. I think I knew I belonged to Jim
the very day I saw him first, but I
never dreamed how completely I was
his—his to make happy or sad. his to
make thrill f.id tremble—until to-day
—to-day, when the first tiny fear is
creeping into my heart.
It is a very tiny fear and it isn't
outside anywhere in the world —Just
in my foolish brain. I won't let it
grow there. Happiness like ours can
last—it need not, it shall not, s?>end
itself and end as the cynics say.
Tender and Considerate
My boy is tender and considerate—
[ everything I ever dreamed a man
could be. Gentle and strong ajt once
—the sort of husband who says "May
I?" to his wife, while she says to her
soul "He will."
Anne Harrison is onlv half an hour
from New York, but she is half a
world away from Barbara Lee and
Haldane's Magazine! We decided
against a honeymoon trip tl Niagara
Falls or Washington, so Jim hired a
little car and we motored down to
the quaint, old-fashioned inn on Long
Island.
We take our little "fairy wagon"
and hunt out grass-paved byways be
tween the hedges of green and white,
or narrow, little lanes along gentle
lakes and bays where every ripple
beckons us to come and to find out
the secret of its quiet happiness. And
sometimes my chauffeur drives for
awhile with one hand and holds me
close and kisses me. I never say,
"Home, James!" when he does this
for home Is where my James is
Four days of dreams come true—
I've had these and nothing can ever
take them away from me. A quaint
little chamber with white woodwork
and narrow, dull mahogany four-ipost
er beds; and little chintz covers
sprinkled -with blue birds and chaf
finches in an old-fashioned garden;
and candles to light us to sleep when
the electricity goes off at twelve. It
has bbeen perfect—four days right
out of the blue heaven! Jim's arm
about me—Jim holding me close—the
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world shut out. Why can't it always
stay this way? Are men restless? Do
they tire of what is too surely,
theirs?
To-night Insisted that any proper
ly indulgent bridegroom ought to give
his little sweetheart-dear one glimpse
of giddy society. So he would take me
to the wonderful upstairs dining
room. Wish we had'nt gone—l wish
almost we had never even come to
this lovely little manor-house. X was
so happy this afternoon—l wonder if
I was too happy?
We had a little corner table and
my boy ordered such a Just light din
ner. Canteloupe and chicken en cas
serole with fresh garden vegetables
and hearts of lettuce with Russian
dressing, and strawberry shortcake.
I was haippy right straight through
the chicken and peas and carrots and
beans—happy right up to the lettuce
hearts.
Suddenly two women came to a
nearby table—one was a shadowy lit
tle creature I could hardly pick out
from her background. The other was
a tall, stally woman In a loose coat of
jade green. She flung it back across
her chair, and her dress was of sil
very satin, but the little hat set on
her shinning black hair was Jade
green. She was the most stunning
self-rpossessed woman I have ever
seen.
In a resturant where she was the
only woman without a masculine es
cort she received more respectful at
tention from waiters and captains
than some of the women whose es
corts looked like the solid structures
in Wall street, of which they prob
ably owned a part. It seemed to me
that Jim studied her rathtr anxious
ly.
Just at the strawberry shortcake
stage Jim exclaimed:
Who Can She Bef
"Well, who'd know her in that get
up? But I'll wager it's Betty Bryce!"
"Do you want to go over and speak
to her, dear? I asked trying not to
feel that the question was moment
ous.
"No, if she wanted me she'd send
for me. And we're sure to meet
again. I never like to Intrude on
Betty—unless I feel she wants me."
"Who is she, Jim?"
Her beauty her self-possession,
Jim's awe set my heart to thudding
strangely. It seemed to me vital that
I should know who this beautiful wo
man was. I heard my voice rise on
an eager note as I questioned my
husband.
"Careful, dear—they're rather close.
I wouldn't want to have her hear me
discussing her."
I felt rebuffed—and more curious
Vian ever. I couldn't finish the rest
of my wonderful shortcake. I could
n't keep myself from turning to look
at the beautiful woman whose little
shadowy companion seemed to be lay
ing me malignantly. Out in the fra
grant quiet paths between the hedges l
perhaps I can steel my- heart against
Its terrified questionings— I shall be
alone with my boy. I wonder if be
ing alone with me would always sat
isfy Jim—or would he get restless?
Will Jim ever want women like Bet
ty Bryce in his life again?
Oh. I want to be happy and at peace
—I want to stop thinking about that
beautiful woman in the jade-green
coat. Oh, I've been married only four
days and yet am I suspicious and jeal
ous already? But I feel as If I could
never rest until I have an answer to
the question:
"Who is Betty Bryce?"
Oh, Anne Harrison, Anne Harris
son, how ashamed Barbara Lee would
be of you?
(To Be Continued)
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Little Talks by
Beatrice Fairfax
A young girl, about to be married,
has written a letter asking, "What
type of woman holds her husband's
affection longest?"
And while the question is enough
to make a Balzac or a Havelock Ellis
gasp at its magnitude, I am going to
attempt a few generalities on the
subject.
In the first place, there are no cut
and dried rules about marriage, as
there are in regard to arithmetic and
spelling—and even those, if you re
member, have a good many excep
tions.
It will depend largely on the type
of man you are marrying, and if he
fell in love with you because your
tastes are similar, or because they
are different. Though from the tone
of your letter, I Imagine you and
your fiance share many excellent
tastes in common, books and music
you have mentioned.
Some men want a companion with
whom they can share convictions,
interests and hobbies. Others are
immensely attracted by their "op
posites." As witness the dry-as-dust
professor in the woman's college is
frequently a victim of the chief but
terfly in his class.
And there is, of course, the erudite
type of man who flees from a bril
liant woman and frankly enjoys a sil
ly one. Such a man does not want
companionship, but utter relaxation
in the woman of his choice. It
would, perhaps, be a little unkind to
say he was not seeking a wife, but
a "bromide."
The man who is attracted to a hu
man sedative is invariably an egotist.
He is utterly self-sufficient, and feels
himself endowed with gifts, talents,
and opinions sufficient for both. His
theory works out beautifully unless,
as sometimes happens, his wife de
velops a mind of her own.
Because your genuine egotist re
gards any reflection of mind, about
his promises, as an effront. He wants
to play Hamlet, and he likes the
whole stage and spotlight to him
self, and if his wife is going to play
anything at all, he would prefer that
she "play dead."
Ambitious girls with dreams of cul
tivating their own talents, will do
well to avoid the gifted egotist, un
less they are satisfied to shine wholly
by reflected glory.
To hold the affection of one's life
partner Is largely a question of
temperament and personality—and
the pairing of two people who are
good "mixers." Certain temperaments
are as antagonistic as oil and water,
and it seems superfluous to say such
people ought not to marry.
Yet couples whose Individual dif
ferences must have toeen Incompatible
even during courtship have the hard
ihood to try the experiment for all
time.
What gives them the courage to
embark on such an adventure? Did
they imagine, in spite of all the warn
ings of rasped nerves, disagreements,
difference? of opinion, that the read
ing of the marriage service would
bring about a miracle?
The miracle seldom follows, and
the differences that before marriage
were a source of irritation after
wards become like pressure on a
bruise. The first essential of a suc
cessful marriage, it would seem, is a
certain harmony of character. And
there should be a complete absence
of temperamental antagonism.
A man who enjoys home and wants
to stay there after his day's work,
would And himself married to a wo
man who regards home, apparently,
as the very last resource. She would
be away the greater part of the day,
provide delicatessen or canned food
and insist on going out to a "movie"
or some place else everey evening.
The children, if there were any, ran
the streets.
Or a woman would save to the
last penny to make the home attrac
tive, only to find that her husband
had no interest in it. He would
prove to be what my friend calls
"the ragtime type." Anything for
excitement, noise, to keep going—
anything but a quiet moment.
Marriage between people of such
opposite tastes is doomed from the
beginning. You cannot turn a wild
cat into a comfortably purring do
mestic animal. Yet the domestic
variety be on the alert for wild,
prowling symptoms before marriage,
just as the prowlers shoiild be equally
wary of the basking, hearth-rug
species. The wild and the tame make
poor yokemates.
Granting the people have domestic
tastes not uttiy opposed, there is
now the colossal question of food to
be considered. Food has oiled the
rebellious domestic machinery more
often than any other element.
But, a|as, how few girls really
know anything about practical house
keeping. The domestic science classed
In our schools are Inadequate to teach
practical family catering. Susie is
taught how to make mayonnaise,
gingerbread, and she looks on while
meat is roasted; but is she taught
how to get highly appetizing and
economical dishes out of the cheap
cuts of meat, the way the French
and Italian women do? Does she
know how to market and keep cash
accounts? No, why should s'he, isn't
the delicatessen shop right around
the corner?
Newspaper readers of several years
ago doubtless recall the handsome
prize offered by a certain New York
daily for the best receipt for keep
ing a husband's affection. Tons of
letters were received, some of them
consumed quires of paper in their
answers, but the woman who got the
prize merely wrote on a post card:
"Feed the brute."
Another woman who has success
fully kept her husband's affections
for over twenty yeai- assures me:
"She keeps him guessing." By this
I do not mean that she holds pos
sible rivals over his head, but while
being a most devoted wife and
mother, she lets the family under
stand that she has numerous absorb
ing interests outside.
"You see," she says, "If I were
only the family doormat, they
wouldn't appreciate me."
Another woman equally success
fully says: "Always make a man
believe he is having his own way.
I- always have mine, but ) never
outwardly oppose John."
Still another says: "I mother
mine, the rest of the world regards
him as a brilliant lawyer, but I know
him to be Just a nice, big baby."
So it would seem there is no cut
and-dried rule for keeping the n\ale
bird contented in his cage; the plan
that works with one, fails with an
other. The best one can advise is to
select a partner that is not tem
peramentally antagonistic, keep the
cage in order, and the best of all
solvents is—little birds in the nest.
Pastor Home From Vacation
Will Preach Tomorrow
Lowisbcrry, Pa., Aug. 3.—The Rev.
L. L. Owens will return this week
from a three weeks' vacation with
relatives at State College, and will
deliver a sermon to-morrow morning
at 10.30, in the Methodist Episcopal
Church. The Senior Epworth League
will have charge of the service in
the evening.—Mark H. Schlichter
and Miss Evelyn Harlacker, are
spending several weeks at Ocean
City, N. J. They are guests of the
Rev. and Mrs. W. A. Cobb, of Cam
den, N. J.—Martha "Wise, of New
berrytown, was a guest of Miss Nora
Bonner.—Walter M. Ketfr, son of
Mr. and Mrs. Clinton Reiff, is now
stationed at Camp Lee, Petersburg,
Va. —Mr. and Mrs. Mervin Stone
sifer and three daughters, of Steel
ton, who were guests of the former's
parents, have returned to their home
after a week-end visit.—Mr. and
Mrs. Harvey Zorger returned Sun
day, to their home at Harrisburg,
after visiting Mrs. Ella M. Sutton. —
Lorena Kilmore, of Mecrfanicsburg.
was a guest of her grandmother,
Mrs. Annie Laird.—Mrs. E. A. Pen
nington and brother, Frank E.
Foster, spent a day at Harrisburg.—
Mrs. Karns and daughters, of Phila
delphia, will arrive this week and
spend the month with Mr. and Mrs.
|J. F. Sutton.—James Spangler and
sisters, the Misses Louise and Mll
| dred Spangler, are visiting their
grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Shirey
at Jersey Shore.—Miss Anna Sutton
is visiting her uncle and aunt, Mr.
and Mrs. Chester Lefever, of Lis
burn. —Laurabel Armstrong, of Har
risburg, is spending two weeks with
her grandmother, Mrs. Laura Kline.
—Frank P. Straley, who is working
at Marsh Run, was hit on the back
of his head with a board, making a
gash an inch and a half long.—
Mrs. Chester C. Byler and daughter,
Sara Ellen, returned to their home
at Harrisburg, after spending sev
eral weeks with relatives at the
Foster home. —Mr. and Mrs. Edward
Hammond, of Washington, came
here by automobile on Saturday,
spending several days with relatives.
They were accompanied by Mr.
Hammond's sister, Mrs. W. S. Nor
tenhelm and daughter, Caroline, of
Philadelphia, who are guests of W.
Scott Hammond.—Mr. and Mrs.
Jacob Cassel and daughter, of near
Newberrytown. were Sunday guests i
of their grandmother, Mrs. Margaret
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Saturday Is "Strawberry"
Day in Great Britain
London.— Saturday has been design
ed as "strawberry" day in Great Brit
ain. Since the Government comman
deered the fresh fruit crop for jam
purposes for the soldiers Saturday is
the only day in the week when the
public may buy strawberries.
The berries retil at eighteen cents
a pound ahd are in great demand. Be
fore the strawberries were comman
deered by the Government the price
was about thirty-six cents a pound.
With the "strawberry" Saturday
also came the "strawberry queue."
Many housekeepers bought five and
six pounds, if the storekeepers would
allow them that many, and endeav
ored to get more for Jam making.
Nearly all cream from the English
dairies goes to the cheese factories,
so strawberries and cream even on
"strawberry" Saturday is but a mem
ory in all parts of the country.
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within your reach.
You have the experience of others
who have suffered as you have to
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Order,"
says Mrs. S. Green, 251 South ElevJ
enth street, Harrisburg. "My stom
ach was bad, after meals would
bloat and have pain, was nervous,
had rheumatism, and pain In back
and limbs.
"My feet would burn and swell,
could not sleep at night, my head
and throat were clogged ip, in the
morning I would feel stiff and sore.
Sanpan changed all that and I am
a well woman once more. Sanpan
is being introduced at Keller's Drug
Store, 405 Market street, Harrisburs.
—Adv.
how terrifying the irritation, no
matter how unbearable the itching
and burning of the skin. S. S. S. will
promptly reach the seat of the
trouble and forever rout from the
blood every trace of the disease,
just as it has for others who hav
suffered as you have. This granq
blood remedy has been used for
more than fifty years, and you have
only to give it a fair trial to be re
stored to perfect health.
Our chief medical adviser is an au
thority on blood and skin disorders,
and he will take pleasure in giving
you such advice as your individual
case may need, absolutely without
cost. Write to-day, describing your
case to medical department. Swift
Specific Co., 434 Swift Laboratory,
Atlanta, Ga.
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