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The Saddest Word and the Gladdest Word—"Good-bye" and "Hello I KNOW lots of folks who won't say it—that saddest word— "goodby." "Adieu," they say, and "adios," "farewell" < and "so long," "auf Wiedersehen" and "aloha," "until the C next time" and "be good"—but not "goodby." Under the word "goodby" the sun seems dim. Birds droop c and do not sing. The heart beats slow and heavy and the tern BEATRICE FAIRFAX AM engaged to be married to a I gentleman some years my se nlor," writes Lillian May, "and a short time ago he invited me to meet his relatives, who live some dis • tance from my home. On the trolley car a gentleman gave me a seat while my fiance stood before me talking. It was near the entrance of the car door, and the conductor, coming along, said. Move up front, there,' to my escort, who paid no attention, but continued his conversation with me. The con ductor, returning, and seeing his com mand unobeyed, gave my friend a I ' above with his arm, saying. Didn't I J tell you to move up?* at which my es * ' cort, burning with wrath, proceeded, * with well directed blows, to beat the conductor. In an instant the car was in a panic, aad I alone sat calm, l thinking, 'That is the man I am to marry.' "Some days later, as I was consid ering whether or not to break the engagement on this account, I brought the matter to the attention of a friend, » who disputed With me, saying that such a man is manly and to be admired, and would protect me through life. I hojd that such a man Is uncouth and low and common, and I would, like to know whether you would advise breaking the engagei ment or not." The best husband I ever knew Was a man who, on one cocasion, got into a serious fight in. a crowd because some one shoved him. This is not told With the intention of proving that the pugilistic man, the man who • ) carries a chip on his shoulder, is the i I one with the makings of tbe best if' husband in him. I tell it, rather, tor the purpose of assuring Lillian May that thrs llttie Incident is not a : keynote to his character, and that if jggt condemns, her lover and gives him up because of thit* unfortunate <Ua The Call's Magazine and Fiction Pages A Pugilistic Protector play of temper, she may go through life unwed, or select for her compan ion a man so unlike her present fiance that his answer to a knockdown blow will be to brush off his clothes and beg the pardoh of the one who floored him. XO PROOF The display of temper was unfor tunate and ill advised, but it does not prove that the man !»' "uncouth, low and common." There Is some justifi cation for his behavior and every man who has been addressed by a street car employe as if he were one of a number of dumb cattle being prodded and driven into a pen will be quick to see it. The conductor's intentions were within his rights. His manner wasn't This man resented It. We all resent such treatment every hour of the day, but remain silent. It is part of the price we pay for the privilege of living In a large cMy where we' are crowded and pushed and shoved till all dignity and Individuality are crowded and shoved out of us. "As a man thinketh, so he is," and this makes a pugilist of every man. and the longing occasionally to be oil-, of every woman, for every self refcpecting man and woman, with a backbone and a regard for his or her rights; as well as for the rights of others, occasionally longs to take a punch at some one whose manner Is insulting, or who digs with a sharp elbow, or jabs with an umbrella. Seir-respect has saved the skin of many an offender, and, unfortunately, his skin is saved so often by those who refuse to be mixed up in a brawl that, he grows more and more offens ive and does not know when he haa passed the.dividing line between his rights and the rights of others until some quick tempered individual like Lillian May's lover shows him. We are alj so many children with THE SAN FRANCISCO CALE, MONDAY, SEPTEMBER T, 19T3. pies ache and tighten. The blue sky films with gray. Every face . that turns our way and passes on seems to hide tragedy. Every body else in the world, seems like, is saying goodby, too. i And we watch them with tenderer eyes since we are bidding some one farewell. After goodby there is nothing to do, no place to go, no one to see. The world seems bigger and suddenly wiped bare of beauty. We are afraid! our textbooks before us. The con ductor needs to learn that a gracious manner will do more than one that is offensive and that firmness is not the twin, of rudeness. LIMITATIONS The quick tempered lover has neg lected the lesson on self-control. The blow is- a poor argument. The man who pushes his way through life with his fists never gets very far with his brains. And even Lillian May. a shy, dig nified little maid, with a commend able shrinking from publicity, is among those who. having left their school days behind them, are taking in the painful school of experience a postgraduate course. She Is too quick to condemn, too harsh to a man whose saving grace is his love for her; she is too un charitable. She has yet to learn that the way to make a man better is to think he is better than he is. No man was ever made honest by being called a thief. To tell this man he is "low, uncouth and common" will lose Lillian May a lover, and make him what she de scribes him. I hope she will tell him that she doesn't like his display of temper. He needs a reprimand, but he is not guilty of a crime. If the messenger of love has a saucy, independent manner, and is quick to take offense, and resent it, it should be remembered in his favor that the impetuous heart is often the warmest Quick to nght for himself, he would be quicker to protect the woman he loves. There is a dividing line between ruffianism and chivalry, and time, which so soon cools the blood, will teach him, „ ~ Nell Brinkleu Sam Contributors to This Page NELL BRINKLEY is the mast fascinating artist in black and white in the newspaper field. She is whimsical, romantic, quaint, and as a delineator of girls her work » irresistible. BEATRICE FAIRFAX knows human nature and can write of it as few women can. Her contributions to this page will be varied from day to day, taking up, at times, aspects of society and giving, also, advice to the lovelorn. WILLIAM F. KIRK is famous as the creator of Little Bobbie and The Manicure Lady. In addition to the humor of the Little Bobbie series, Mr. Kirk will frequently contribute verse. FRANCES L. CARSIDE will write frequently of "Daysey Mayme and Her Folks" Any one with such a name as "Daysey Mayme" is sure to be comic. -:- Little Bobbie's Pa -:- WIFE sed Pa to Ma last nite, you have joined so many wlmmen's clubs that I have got the feever now & I have Joined a club too. I have joined the Globe Trotters. You don't say as much, sed Ma * wen did you discover that you was a Jolly rover? Oh, I have traveled far & wide enuff to beelong to that club, sed Pa. I know this country like a book. But globe trotters meens men that has been all oaver. Ma sed. It meens men that has been in South America & Asia St Africa & Europe A all the strange, far places of the wurld. Well, sed Pa. I always remember my Jography pritty well A I guess I can maik as good a bluff as any of them. I am afrade not, sed Ma. I never seen one of these atlas travelers yet that dident gtt tripped up at some time or other. However, Ihoap you will have sum good times, & as long as you doant talk it into yure hed to run away to Europe with the restless gang you have Joined, I wont say a word- That is fine of you sed Pa tt by the way, sed Pa, X want you St little But EVERYBODY will say "HELLO!" They don't go q hunting round for another word, any other word, so they can sort of slide by the plain, potent English. Under the short, keen, glad- O dest word, the sun and sky are gold and blue. If it rains, why then we suddenly like rain. Under our tight jackets the heart beats. O high and fast and bursting big. Every face that turns our way, seems like it had good news and blinds us. Bobbie to lissen to the ending of a long speech wlch I am going to malk at our first bankwet of the Globe Trotters. As long as it is only the ending of the speech, Ma sed, we will both lissen, but pleese doant start the end ing to neer the mlddel. I am very tired tonite &so is our llttel son. Go ahead. So Pa red: And so, as we are gathered here to nite travelers all, roamers forever, there is no peace for us in remaining stagnant. The little hamlet, the large city, the wild plains, no one of these places appeals long to the gypsy blood in us. As sons of Romany we roam, and shall roam. Whether we are graz ing upon tbe highest peaks of the cordileraa or the awful gulfs of the Himmalayas, whether we roam the pampas or skim the seething South Sea, whether we see at nite the stars of Arizona or the sun that gilds the domes of Pekln, whether we are perched with thirst on the Sahara or cold and shivering along the banks of j Russia's lordly Beresina, w* shall re emember this<-nlte wen for once-we Daysey Mayme and Her Folks THE great need of every home, ac cording to the princess in it, is some means whereby the earning capacity of father could be doubled. Daysey Mayme Appleton is a prin cess, and, like all princesses, she let her subjects do the worrying. If things cost more, then father should earn more, and after carefully dust ing a place on the carpet where her mother could have her daily fit on returning from market and finding further advances in prices, she felt that she had done her full duty. All her life she had had to curl one hair to make it do the work of two, and the experience had made her an economist. are banded together with the band ef brotherly luv. No city has known us long. Strang ers we cum and strangers we go. Like the meteor that flashes earth ward from the empyrean, like the strange, ghastly iceberg that glides out of the frozen North, like the Westering sun that dips behind the Pacific, we are and then we are not. As elusive as a sunbeam, as fluttering as a twilight shadow, we flit through life and thus we live and love. Well, well, sed Ma, you are a bunch of shifty guys, arent you? I doant see what time you have to love or live wen you are scooting around from pillar to post. Anybody would think thare was a sheriff after every one of you. But how do you like the speech? sed Pa. It la splendid, sed Ma. Tou have rote It Just as if you was a real globe trotter, but I want you to bare one thing in mind, deerest luv. Wen the wander feeling cums oaver you. think of a wife St child wlch la going to be < adjacent to you wen you start for the j far places of the erth. Bobbie A I : can globe trot fast enuff to keep up i with you, old boy, sed Ma. I know It, sad Pa. I wud have to be ' a champeen trotter to lose you. t f—WIhUAM. F. KllUjC ' If, maybe, a sad one lifts out of the glad ones, we forget it 0 soon. Because we are saying "Hello." And if there's a bird sing ing anywhere we hear it. There is so much to do, so much to 0 see, so many folks to like. The world seems suddenly like a rose and "full," as sweet tempered R. L. S. says, "of a number of othings." . . . *j 1 And we are not afraid. • i ! . i 1 She felt the other day that she; owed herself some great Joy, and realized that the securing of it must not prove a drain on her pocket So she put on her split skirt with out a curtain underneath, proving that she applied economic principles in the smallest detail of her attire, and left the house. Her destination was away down town, and it was plain from the ex terior of the little one story build ing she entered that her errand was neither for ribbons nor chocolates. Passing into an anteroom she was detained for five minutes till an at tendant gave word that she would be received. Dark red curtains hung between the doors connecting the rooms, and at the sound of a silvery YOU ARE INVITED TO VISIT OUR ENLARGED STORE SHREVETREATcS EACRET 136 GEARY STREET GEMS, SILVER 21 QAHEnP.SEIYISS BEATRICE FAIRFAX NELL BRINKLEY tinkling bell Daysey Mayme parted tha curtains and entered. Twenty minutes later she emerged, her cheeks pink with excftement, and her eyes glowing with happiness. "There is nothing in this talk of the high cost of everything!" she said exuitingly at dinner that ntght. "I went down town this afternoon and bought three lovers, two hus bands, five beautiful children, a Jour ney across the water, another across the land, two dark complected friends, four rivals, one enemy who will try to injure me* but who will be van quished, and a noble millionaire who will die soon and leave me his vast estates, all for Ten Cents!" Bhe had her fortune told! —PRANCES I* GARS IDE.