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MARY BOYLE O'REILLY TELLS WHAT AILED HER
Mary Boyle O'Reilly, writing of Evelyn Nesbit Thaw, says:
"Intelligent, ambitious, lazy and deeply egotistic, only an alert con
science and a training for honest workcould ever have protected Evelyn
Thaw from herself."
It is a mighty fine diagnosis and it strikes us as a mighty fine descrip
tion of what is called "a fine artistic temperament," something young
women are often pleased to be accused of having.
Take the greatest In music, painting and literature the vast majority
of them are intelligent, ambitious and conceited, and positively lazy In re
spect of all exertion not connected with their art. It is remarkable, too,
that tie raging "artistic temperament" has not protected many of them
from themselves, as Mary O'Reilly puts it.
Egotism is a great muffler of conscience and, while study of the arts
is honest work enough, it is not such work as promotes the correct valua
tion of more material things.
Give a young woman high ambition and the conceit that she was made
to star in something and, in very many cases, her conscience must be In
spected pretty regularly to be sure that it, too, has not become Inoculated
'with the lazy artistic temperament germ.
i . :. : THE RED EARRYBERTON BRALEY
f (With Acknowledgements to Homer Croy.)
Romance Is gone from the husking bee since the days when the laugh
ter range out free and the neighbors came in merry crowd and the fun was
fast 'and the voices loud as we ripped each, husk from its yellow ear in the
golden days of yesteryear. r
How the young eyes glowed and the young hearts leapt In the big old
barn where the corn was kept, how the evening flew and the labor sped as
we watched for an ear "all red," and how sweet the lips of the girl we kissed
when a red ear gleamed in our lucky fist.
Oh, the husking'bee was a task of 'joy, a festal frolic for girl and boy,
a job well, done in a way of mirth and a sacred rite to the. good brown earth'.
By flying fingers the task was done and the job was only an evening's fun.
But" where's the -frolic and fun today? All dead and done for and
passed away. The job is d.one by a cold machine that husks, the ears r
and it husks 'em ,clean but a soulless piece of wood and steel"that cannot
chuckle or laugh or feel.
The red ears conie-and the red ears go, but the "patent husker" doesn't
know, and who Would think, in a hundred years, of kissing a thing all belts
and gears? It's a dull, bleak world, for a man can see romance Is gone
from the husking bee!
An elderly beauliad been deliver
ing himself of certain1 .forcible home
truths "when lecturing- his-tfephew.
"Wonderful chap, your -uncle," ob
served a friend when the old gentle
map had disappeared. "So well pre
served." "I don't know so much
about bis being well-preserved,"
growled the" offended nephew, "but
he Is unpleasantly candid!"
TOMATO SHIRLEY SAUCE
Peel and slice twelve ripe toma
toes. Chop four large red peppers
and one large onion. Rut In porcelain-Unfed
kettle and boll until all will
go through coarse sieve. Strain and
add one heaping' teaspoon of salt,
two of sugar, one-half cup of vinegar
and boil until thick as catsup and
bottle in small bottles while hot