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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 24, 1913, Image 8

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: THE HERO OF THE PAYROLL
The biggest heroes aren't necessarily those who go to war, get shot
and leave behind a memory for the poets.
True, even amid the brutalities of war the innate virtues of the human
species have a way of coming to the surface.
But do you want-to know whom we consider the biggest hero there is?
It's the worker with a weakness for John Barleycorn who, knowing what
happens on pay night, when he stops at the corner saloon to "take just one
drink with the boys," bravely marches past, goes straight to his little home,
throws his arm around the missus, uptips her chin for a-smashing kiss and
then hands over the pay envelope, unopened.
There's bravery for you! Not just brute courage, which often as not
Is simply the evidence of coarse physical fiber and not much sensitiveness
of nerve; but moral courage, unflinching sacrifice of self.
If she's a wise woman, the missus in that home will love very tenderly
the hero-husband who does this and won't try to draw too tight a rein on
him.
For the best of men are merely grown-up boys and still like to be patted
and petted and once in a while given the equivalent of the boy's favorite
cookies.
So the wise missus will some time say: "John, you've worked hard
for this money, and I know you're tired and hungry hungry not only for
physical food, but far more for human fellowship. What takes you to the
saloon isn't primarily your desire for drink; it's to fellow with other men.
So I've arranged a little surprise for you tonight. I've invited a few of your
men chums in to dinner, and you're to have an evening with them at home,
just as free as if you were in front of a bar. There are things to smoke and
after I've fed you I intend to leave you men have the placeall to yourselves.
So go ahead and enjoy yourselves and feel free to make this home a head
quarters whenever you like."
At which John, if he's half the man we think he is, will uptilt the chin
and land just above it another smashing kiss and inwardly return mdre
thanks for having had the fine fortune to draw such a woman in the lottery
of life.
WILL THEY HANG HER?
A woman has been sentenced to
hang in New Haven, Conn., for kill
ing her husband. The man who con
spired with her confessed to save his
own neck, but he, too, is condemned
to hang. If the woman is hanged, she
will be the first of her sex to die at
the hands of the state since 1786.
Before that year many women
were hanged or burned at the stake,
charged with witchcraft or sorcery
or being possessed of the "evil eye."
The code of blue laws in effect at
that time in New England, and under
which the Salem witch cases were
tried, has never been repealed.
While the killing of a husband can
not be compared with the so-called
witchery practiced in the seventeenth
century, it is to be hoped that the
sentiment that moved lawmakers to
kill those unfortunate women charg
ed with sorcery does not prevail in
New England today.
so o
Xurich tie silks are sent to Amer
ica, made up and exported again to
Switzerland, where in some of the
leading haberdasheries American
neckties are on sale.
"Do you think Charley is still at
tached to you?" "Qh, yes! But, of
course, I have 'to string' him now and
then." Judge.

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