THIS DAY IN HISTORY-By Rea Irvin
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9 Scientific Dieting i
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FIRST WEEK?I am done with a
meat diet. A meat diet is a relic
of barbarism?of man's savage
state. Besides, meat these days is too
expensive for any but the rich. I am
not rich. Therefore I cannot afford
meat. Until recently I believed that a
certain amount of beef a day was essen?
tial to my physical well-being; but that,
I am now convinced. is an error. A diet
of fresh. well-cooked vegetables is fully
as nourishing and far less expensive.
Hereaftor I shall live on vegetables. I
shall be just as strong, and think of the
monoy I shall save!
SECOND WEEK?I have been doing
a vast deal of thinking. I have come to
the conclusion that the average man is
B slave_a slave to custom. The aver?
age man. for example, thinks he can't
pot along without moat. I thought so
onco myself. Now I am getting along
Bpkndidly without it. I do not miss it
at all. Where fore, if I may emancipate
myself from the thralldom of meat, why
may I not emancipate myself from vege?
tables likewise? Vegetables are heavy,
indigestible things. They are mueh too
filling. Mueh of our physical ailments
are caused, I am fully convinced, by the
indiseriminate use of vegetables. Cereals
are fully BJ nourishing and infinitely
cheaper. From now on I 6hall live ex
clusivoly on cereals.
THIRD WEEK?I am Iiving on
cereals or rather have been. To-day I
DOt-Ced an advertisement in the subway
which set me thinking again, and I am
not sure that I shall live on cereals for
very mueh longer. Even cereals are
expensive, I find. Why should I spend
fifteen cents for food if I can sustain
myself on ten? There is the secret of
prosperity in this world. Spend only
as mueh for food aa is necessary to sus?
tain life, and the poorest man will al?
ways have money in his pocket. The
advertis. ment I saw in the subway was
with reference to lentils?canned ones.
More nourishing even than vegetables
or cereals. the .advertisement said. The
ancients ate lentils. Very likely Me
thuselah ate them and look how long he
FOURTH WEEK?What a fool I
have been! What a blind fool! For
three weeks have I imagined myself
free from the bondage of habit. Three
weeks, and all that time I have been
almost aa mueh of a slave as ever. Meat
vegetables, cereals or lentils?what dif?
ference does it make so long as I eat?
One may be a trifle more expensive than
the other, but the error is the same.
Even when we eat a little. we eat too
mueh. To-day I saw another advertise?
ment. It said: "Don't go to lunch yet.
Don't go because your wateh says so.
? Pinkham's Pepsin Gum." I tried
it and saved at least four cents. If
lunch, why not breakfast and dinner?
Hereafter at meal times I shall chew a
piece of gum until satisfied. And to
think how I was squandering money in
FIFTH WEEK?1 am slightly indis
poaed. Think in all probability it ia in
tion that ails me. My stomach
feels all gone and I am rather weak and
giddy. Without doubt I have over
ehewed Pinkham's Pepsin Gum, and I
am BU-fering the eonsequences. As I re
clino h<>re on my couch, I have plenty
of time to think. and I am come to the
conclusion that monry spent in chewing
gum is money spent foolishly. One
doesn't have to have anything in one's
mouth in order to make one's jaws
move. If at certain stated times
in the day one will sit perfeetly still
and make one's jaws go, at the same
time THINKING of food, one will solve
in triumph the problem of the cost of
Iiving. Thought is the thing. Chewing
gum at meal times is the subterfuge of
a coward or a weakling.
SIXTH WEEK?lt is very pleasant
here in bed?I ean hear the birds sing?
they are singing in my ears?and there
is a sort of mist over everything?a
golden mist?it is full of golden chew?
ing gum?and golden meat and veg?
etables?I like espeeially that gold cab
bage which is roosting on the bedpost?
hello, it is raining?raining lentils?I
shall catch cold?it is a very cheap rain,
though?very cheap?no need to chew
it?somehow my jaws won't work?
they seem to be stiff?no need to chew
anyway?thought is the thing?merely
think of chewing?I have solved the
problem at last?no more cost of Iiving
?let me rest. Think of money?I shall
SEVENTH WEEK?This milk and
honey is delightful. So nourishing and
so cheap?the streeta are f?owing with
it Ah, tjiis is heaven indeed.
THE lOLNTAIN PEN IS INVENTED, AUGUST 13, 1883.
ARE WOMEN PEOPLE?
By Alice Diter Miller
ON FIRSTHEARING MR. HUGHES'S
(With apolopics to Keats, Chapman and
Mueh have I asked of candidates their
And many silly answers have I had?
How love of Hberty MXM just a fad,
How if they eould vote women would
How politics would coarsen, mar and
The sex, being all too perfect, or too
Yet never heard I answer made me
As did the words of Mr. Charles E.
Then thought I of that doubt of Peter
He read the declaration long ago,
And asked, to Thomas Jefferson's sur
"Are women people? do we think
And all those patriots, so sincere and
Were silent, for, it seems, THEY did
This column cordially approves of
the suffrage declaration made by Mr.
Some people find it cold.
We do not.
We find it rational.
It has not always been our good fort
une to approve of suffrage indorse
While it li well known that no man
can on the platform deelare himself op
posed to the enfranchisement of women,
without being fatuous, priggish, or at
least mildly indecent (cf. all recent de
bates on the subject in Congress);
It has not been so clearly understood
that it is not easy for a man to announce
gracefully that after all he has become
persuaded that women have Benaa
enough to vote.
For instance, we remember one gen
tleman who told an audience of suf
fragists that he had no doubt that if
women voted they would show them?
selves almost as intelligent as men.
And he eould not understand why
we all laughed.
He said he had not meant to be
Some men say women ought to have
the vote because they are angels.
But women do not want to be given
the vote because they are angels, any
more than they want to be denied the
vote because they are queens.
What we liked best about Mr.
Hughes*s speech was the absence of
compliments to womanhood.
Not because women don't like com
pliments. Quite the contrary.
But because to women politieal com
pliments have come to have disaj.reeable
No one is so ilattoringly flowery about
motherhood in Congressional debates
as ihe gontlemen who are opposing any
restrictions on child labor.
And we have learned that any man
who begins a speech: "No one respects
Woman more than I do -" is about
to classify her with criminals and idiots.
Therefore we can get on very nicely
without politieal compliments, but we
cannot get on without politieal aetion.
So we approve of the candidate's
Particularly what he said about sox
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According to the antis, sex antago?
nism is any united effort on the part of
women to better thoir condition.
When men excluded women from
educational privileges, from the pro
fessions and from politieal equality, that
was not sex antagonism.
Oh, dear no. That was simply Man
acting with his natural virility.
But when women say, "Please let us
in," that is sex antagonism.
Wo do not sharc this view.
To us it seems clear that sex antago
nism, if such a thing exists, is initiated
by the sex which reTuses equal privi
legei to the other.
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Nevertheless we agree that a pro
longation of the suffrage agitation il not
It i*? not good for an individual to suf
fer under a sense of injustice.
It is not good for a whole sex so to
It is not good for the country to tie
up so much of its energy and ability,
working for something that ought to be
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It is not good for individual women
to have to listen to the nonsense of
people who are opposed, but have never
had time or opportunity to think up any
good reason. (One rt ently informed
us that Denver was the wickedest city
in the United States, with the except ion
of several others, including Chicago
and New York, and that this eondition
was entirely due to the votes of women,
since the record of Denver before suf?
frage was granted was pure as the
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But most of all the prolongation of
this agitation is not good for politicians.
Women are learning too much about
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THE scene |f a Pullman sleep.
cr, bound for New York fron
any summer resort district ori
Sunday night Train stope AnybnnJ*.
port. Enter bevy of week-enders *M
Chorus of Remaimng V__cat-Ot___ti
who have come to see friends off, frora
"So long, Fred. Don't take any wood
en money in New York."
"Remember me to Herald Square,
"Drop me a card as soon as you get
there and tell me if it has rained in the
bed room window."
"See you next week."
"Think of us to-morrow going ln
swimming off the point when you __.
just going out to lunch."
Tho train starts and those inmates
who are already in their borths and try.
ing to get to sleep gather the following
scraps of information from the new
"Here we are, mother. Section 7."
"Porter, is this car 315?"
"Porter, take this bag, will yoa?
"Hey, porter, I've got lower 8 tnd
there's some one in it."
"George, don't wake me up till we get
to 125th Street, will you?"
"What tra^p are you folks going to
get out home in the morning? I've got
some shopping to do in New York, but
I'll be through by"
"-notice Joe and Marian saying
goodby? How about it, Joe? Wish you
had another week?"
Then follows a period of comparative
quiet, broken only by people lurching
against your curtain, tho intermittent
droppinpr of shoes along the line and
several frantic rings on the porter*- bell.
Then (in lower tonet, to thnt then
are scarcely audihle.tuo ean ahead):
"Ouch!" (From a man trying to rest
on sunbumed shoulders irhile remov
ing nether gnnncnts.)
"Ouch !" (From a man trying to rest
on sunburncd arm while removing
"Ouch!" (From a man +ryinq tn
kneel on sunbumed knees while tak-tv,
off upper garments.)
"Hey, over there! Is that you, Ned?
Say, let's take some of that sake of
yours, will you? My shoulders are near?
ly killing me."
"Next on that salve, Harry. Toss it
"Nix on the funny stuff. Ned. This is
is tooth paste you gave me."
"Ha-ha-ha-ha! Tha's funny. Hey,
Fred! Fred! You asleep? .^ay, li^ten
to this. Harry asks Ned for some salve
for his shoulders and Ned throws him
the tocth paste. Ha-ha-ha-ha! What
yer think he waa, Ned, a walrus?"
"Aw, come on. Go to sleep."
"How can I ? This hammock isn't big
enough for me. My legs hang out."
Giggles from lower 3.
"Sciy, what's the matter with you all?
Tho night owi then switehes on his
light and reads all five soctions of the
Sunday paper, niatUng each page con
tinuousiy whilo reading.
After this there is a Pullman sleeper
silence for half an hour.
Giggles from lower 3.
TEACHING BRITANNTA HER JOB.
Cont iti tnd from Page Four.
cited curiosity as to what sho had alont.
sido. Setting anything darktf than
white up vertically, out in that luminou?
void, makes it almost inky, and most of
the time the added btaehi werelv
strengtht n, at a distance, this mass ?
In the roalm above the s?-a, OU. in the
vast dome of ocean space, all tha ma?
terial in sight is one form or another of
pure vapor, more or less condcinafld, an(i
Hi intrinsic color is unvarying Vure
It follows that a pure white ship cr
other object out in this realm gee*
through all the chiaro>curo C&angH ':
the other whites and has all possible
liability to be mistaken for them. ?nd
any substance darker than white if un"
able to masquerade hexe for any fort*
of this ethereal white. and alwaV
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