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EVENING CAPITAL NEWS
AN INDEPENDENT NEWSPAPER. Published Every Afternoon and Sunday Morning at Boise, Idaho. R City of 30,000 People, by THE CAPITAL, NEWS PUBLISHING COMPANY. T.TP . GUY FLENNER Managing Editor. RICHARD STORY SHEIUDAN, General Manager. Entered at the Postoffice at Boise, Idaho, as Second-class Mail Matter. ."•hones—Branch Exchange Connecting All Departments. Call 24 or 25. Society Editor 12G9. The Rod. N announcing its opposition to tlio spanking of children, the American Hu mane Educational Society very truth fully says that the words "spare the rod and spoil the child" can not bo found in the, Bible, but that we owe them to Samuel Butler, who penned them, in 166 ;». This is a very unfort unate argument. For, though the words quoted above are not in the Bi Lie, there are others of the same nature, and much stronger. The writer of the book of Proverbs says: "He, that sparcth his rod, batet h. his son, but lie that loveth him ehasteucth him," and "The rod and reproof give wisdom; but a child lel'i to himself brin goth his mother to shame." So the effort to convince the advocates of cor poral punishment that there is no biblical authority for it, fails. It is much bettor and wiser to discuss the question from the modern point of view, and on ils merits. There are many things commended in the Bible that no one would think of doing today. It is unfair unfair even to the Bible itself—to appeal to it on such a matter as this. The fact Fiat it can or can not he quoted in support of the use of the rod is quite irrelevant. The atti tude of civilized people toward children and child life is vastly different from what it was when the book of Proverbs was writ ten. Education, of course, has been abso lutely revolutionized. But those who are given to "whacking" their children can still take comfort in the reflection- if it he a comfort—that there is scriptural author ity for the practice. There has been a great change for the better, even in the last few years. In the old days corporal punishment was the rule. One reads, almost with a shudder, of the canings in the great English schools. Dr. Johnson, as perhaps might he expected, defended flogging. "There is," he said, "now less flogging in our great schools than formerly—but less is learned there." The doctor had been a schoolmaster him self. In America, at the present time, the rod is not fashionable. Of course, the race of brutal parents is not extinct. But we are making progress. The Avise man of | he Proverbs is still on the side, of the spank ers and Loggers. Good-bye, Nerves! 3 IIE surgeon-general who has called for nurses by the thousand during the Avar is authority for the state ment that "nerves" are going out of style. The urgent need of nurses for our sol diers led to the demand that the trained nurse should not be retained where her ser vices were purely a luxury. To this de mand women in general responded; where upon they learned, many of them to their astonishment, that they were better for th sacrifice, not worse as they had feared. Many illnesses of the so-called "nerv ous" type are really indolent habits, and need for their cure only some call suffi ciently loud for the sufferer to hear it over the glamor of self. The war presented such a call, with the result that thousands of Avomcn trained in habits of idleness and prone to its nervous disorders became active, productive work ers iu humanity's cause. The cessation of war finds these women in a state of bodily and mental health better than they have ever known. They ha ve acquired the lia bit of serving others, of belittling their own ills or neglecting them entirely. Most of these women will not revert to their old neurasthenic habits. 'They will find other Avork to occupy them Avhen their war work is done; for they will realize, when they have a moment to stop and t hink about it, that it was not the war which made them vigorous and happy and inter ested, but work! PUTTING IN THE PUNCH i ■» »a* i ENGLISH AS SHE IS MURDERED. R. K. M. Inclosed is a bunch of abstracts from letters went into the war risk office. They were really and truly written, although you will probably not believe it. Somo of them 1 cojnoil from the bona-fide letters myself: Previous to bis departure we were married to a justice of the piece. 1 have a four months' baby, and he Is my only support. I was discharged from the army for a goiter which 1 was sent home for. As 1 needed his assistance to keep me inclosed (In clothes.) Owing to my condition which I haven't walked in three months for a, broke leg which is No. 75. I inclose lovingly yours. in service In the United States Armory. And lie was my best supporter. I received my insurance polish and have since moved my post office. I am his wife and only sir. ^ on ask for my allotment number, I have four boys and two girls. Please corn et my name and I could not an» would not go under a consumed name. 1 am pleating for a little more time. 1 need him to see after me. Both sides of our parents are. old and poor. Please send me a wife's form. We have your letter. I am his grandmother and grandfather and he has been kept and bred up in this house. You have «changed my little girl to a boy. Will that make any difference? PL use let me know if John has put in an applica tion for a wife and child. ANOTHER HERO. EDWARD TRAVERS has graduated from a cerrespon dence school course and we must say that results are sur prising. His embossing of the constitution is without a flaw and his free-hand work is simply surprising. He will give some sort of an illustrated talk at the Epworth League. IP the German who killed Quentin Roosevelt really does visit America he will have more courage than any Ileinie we ever heard of before. A YOUNG person writes in to know if fur cuffs will do much worn this year. "We believe they will, particularly about the edges. I HEREBY extend an invitation to all men who are in terested in typewriters.—Adv. in Chicago Tribune. But is there any hall large enough to hold then\? SHORT YARNS. "Tin MONEY TALKS. : ay that Solomon was the wisest man." "Yes," replied Air. Dustin Stax. "Solomon had all kinds of a reputation. As the richest man he was able to em ploy any publicity talent that struck his fancy." MODERN TIMES. Under the dim lights the ultra modern lovers sat in .silence. Those sweet words, old as the stars but always new, had been spoken, and the answer had been "Yes." But now the ordeal was about to come. "Be brave, dear heart," ho said. "Be brave!" And bravely she passed into the library to face his stern parent. "Mrs. l>u flicker,'* she ventured with quaking heart, "I have come to ask you for your son's band in marriage." Coldly the stern parent spoke: "Young lady, arc you able to support my son In the style to which Ju* is accustomed?'* WHAT FOR? Lord Eustace Percy is renowned for his quick, sharp wit. In New York recently he took a taxicab to his hotel and duly paid and tipped the chauffeur on his arrival. But the chauffeur, accustomed to our American extrav agance, seemed to think the tip too small. "What's this here for, my lord?" he said, and he looked at the coin In his hand with some contempt. Lord Eustace, as he turned away, replied curtly: "Drink, I'm inclined to think, judging by your nose." A WORTHLESS LIFE. Jle was a great bore and was talking to a crowd about the coming election. Bald he: "Jones is a man; h© is capable, honest, fearless and conscientious. He once saved mo from drowning." "Do you really want to see Jones elected?" said a solemn-faced old man. "1 do, indeed. I'd do anything to see him elected." "Then never let anybody know that he sa\ed your life." COLD WEATHER. By WAI.T MASON (Copyrighted) Oil, winter, rudo Benson, I'm glad you are here, though l have much reason for springing a tear; for I am afflicted with various ills, which keep me ad dicted to powders and pills. They're worse «hen the weather is cold as get out; they all ache together, rheumatics and gout; the ringbone and spavin are painful und sure, n3 1 rub the salve In, and holler for more. Ills transient and chronic i try to forget; for winter's a tonic, tlio best tonic jet. The wise men Inform us in well chosen terms (the knowledge should warn us), it's death to the germs. The microbes so di^zy all turn up their toes, when winter gets busy with healtli giving snows. If winter is helping the masses of men, I'd blush to be yelping when aching again. If winter is slaying the germs by the ton, you won't hear me saying a harsh word, not one. I'll just sit up nursing my swellings and aches, and leave ail the cursing to Ignorant Jakes. When science as sures mo that winter is great, confounds and ob scures me with words out of date, 1 feel that rheu matics is merely a dream, and bats fill the attics of patients who scream. AVe must lean on science, whatever \vc do; wo must have reliance on one thing or two THE GIRL OR THE GOWN? & By Juanita Hamel -.Ä SO \ 4k ON ;? v m v5r 4 I LA A K r $ * EG IP w 'UnWp«, 1,1«,' V iGmap* fmmw farH^TWr aWMsie HO wa3 the wise man who first said "The point, of view Is Consider the rosebud girl, the radiance of whose bo w rty tg gat everything . Consider a rosebud there may be infinite ways !n a wonderful gown, hts Mother sees the goton and then—her gianoe of looking at It, and only one point of view will truly in- Is attracted by the eager gaze of HIM who atarta at the GIRL with terest each person. blB HEART In his adoring eyes. WINIFRED BLACK = The Failure of "Free Union" Copyright, Î919. by N>w*paper Featur* Servie©. Ino. JL do. _____ _ T HE Free Union" isn't a free union any more and it's gone to smash- absolutely and entirely and irrevocably to hinders. What is a Free Union? You never heard of one? It's plain to be seen you don't live in Greenwic! Village and you never had any one call you Comrade, and what you don't know about wearing your hair bobbed and smoking cigarettes from soup to cheese and all the evening afterward, would (ill a large and enthusiastic book. "Free Unions" are very fashionable in Gr •'en wich Village. When a girl meets a man she likes si down there—not always. She just tells her friend;; that she and Edward or John Henry or whatever his name may ixi are affinities. They can tell It by the stars, they knew it the first time they met. Something electric in the atmosphere, don't you know. Why, even the waiter notiud it! You could see he was interested by the way he spilled the claret and forgot to bring the cheese for the Roman soup. And, just think of it, they both love the same kind of French pastry am! they both dote on Russian literature and believe in the Brotherhood of Man and the Sisterhood of Woman and so they're going to have a Free Union and live together in the quaintest, smelliest, crumblingnst, darkest old hole in the corner in the whole village. And when tbey pass in and out of the cafe those dining there will nudge each other and say "Another Free Union," and it is ever so romantic and plctnreeque and interesting—while it lasts. This particular Free Union has lasted quite a while and the man Is still devoted. But the woman feeis fettered she likes to tell her friends about It and shake her wrists as if she could hear Ute cl. t k of the chains— she longs for freedom, and of course John Henry, nr whatever his name is, will have to let her go. Childr Two ol "I he There are children oh, yes, two of them. Boor little anaemic things with thin hair and chronic sniffles, who look as if they'd sat up late and breathed cigarette smoke every night of 'heir lives since th y were horn. It ts a good deal of a nuisance about them. The woman feels that. You see the new man isn't fond of children- he says they are too primi tive, always crying at the right time and wanting to be put to bed when A ThU Street Costume for the Young Girl It of Ce&tor Duretyne. C ASTOR duvetyne I* the medium for displaying row after row of shaped banda, beautifully stitched in self color eilk. on tills etreet dresa d/islgnod for **la jeune Alle." Belf-covered but tons accent the atltched banda which outline the side closing of the skrtrt. A chemisette of flesh pink Georgette crepe If laid flatly again m\ the youthful throat. Th* ta.m-o'-ehanter hat of dark blue satla carries a heavy chenille tassel. MY SOLDIER HUSBAND -- ADELE GARRISON'S NEW PHASE OF - REVELATIONS OF A WIFE j Why Madge "Stood by " Mother Graham and What Happened • I NEARLY "went Berfek " invsolf. as 1 stood between the angry figures of tm mother-in-law and my little maid To think that just on the eve of my undertaking the arduous duties of ni y new position these two should make it in . * ; sary for me to choose between them! For that I knew was what the angry demand of my mother-in-law meant, while if T answered Katie's ap peal by upholding Dicky's mother—I had a fafrlv clear idea of what my ea rn «ed little maid would do. It must be a distinct relief sometimes to let one's self go In thoroughly primi tive fashion. If I had followed the im pulses which I felt rising within me 1 should have boxed Katie's ears, told my mother-in-law she could go wherever she pleased, just so that I never saw her »gain, and then with n hysterical scream or two bundled up the baby and flown to Lillian, or even to my former home in Mrs. Stewart's boarding house, leav ing home and position to ahift for them selves. But the training of years cooled and calmed me and my sense of justice told nif v what I must do. From the stand point of my own comfort T should have much preferred to keep ICatlc, risking mv 'mother-in-law s anger and the 'u! f;I nient of her threat to leave the house. For Katie had been with me so long that site knows all my little ways and In perfectly competent to run the house end to take care of the baby during the hours of my absence each day. Be eiden my father would he at home, thus giving her the check of having some older person In the house. But of course I could never set aside Dickv'8 mother for the sake of any servant, even one so faithful as Katie. But how nd dear ould I ever be able Live news in a live paper—Capital News there is something jolly on at one of the little theatres. And so the woman la quite tragic about it. fcihe.hateg to give them up. Lut what can she do? Ijcve calls and fate moat amrwer. So the man of the Free Union is gotng to keep the children. He is quite determined on that. Oh, he will get on somehow. There is a little blonde girl, cashier in one of the cafes in the Village—she's fond of children and she might consent for their sake, don't you know, and as an experiment in soul study, don't you see But here's the puzzling part of It all The Village doesn't approve of the arrangement. Free Unions must be Tespected, says the Village, and If yon wander in and out or them like that why they're no better than marriage, and every ono knows what that ts. Arui so the woman finds people turning away from her when she gets to telling how fettered she feels and she can't understand It for the Ufa of her. And to tell the truth, neither can T. Can ymjT A\ hat s the use of a Free Union— If It Isn't going to be freet Pay Day Always Comes And if you're going to hold people to old-faahloned Idea* ef «Bty ta« honor and self-respect and natural love—why. where are youT How bound they are, those poor slaves of Freedom, after «H— tied as« double tied, by their own folly, their own aclflahnesa and their o«a weak and cunning cruelty. For ho that laughs at honor win sooner or later feel the «Up at 0» honor as sure r»s he lives and breathe*. Anri she w?so tries to imagine herself above and beyond all the rates of decent living and honeBt loving Is sure to find herself below these things cne fine and fatal day. The Free Union -it is nothing but a new name for an eld, eld altuatlee —and giving the situation another name doesn't seem to change by S*e iota the human nature of those concerned In It. Now, If the Free Union had never even began, how much better tel the two persons and the two little helplese children and aQ the real a« Cb« world would be today. to manage the car« of the baby Katie gone and my mother-in-law afraid to handle him? Th» thought haunted me as I turned to Katie. The Storm Breaks. "It is true, certainly. Katie, that you must mind Mother Graham now," 1 said, in as mild and conciliatory a tone ns possible. "You know very well that. l am going to be away from home live days of th© week, and Mother Graham will, of course, have charge of things. I hope that you will—" "Margaist!" My mother-ln-'aw's ton© fairly dripped amazed indignation. What do you mean by standing there palavering A*ith that impertinent piece? She's got to do one of two things, beg my pardon end promise to behave her self white fehe stays, or—" Katie interrupted her with a Uysterl en l scream of rage that tore from her throat ss if she could keep it back no longer. Her fingers, no longer clenched ! in her palms, were outstretched above her head, working angrily, "Oh! Oh!' she screamed, *T could ! keel : I could keel!'' ! For a terrified moment l thought that ©lie meant actually to attack my mother « in-law. and 1 hastily moved in front of the elder woman. But in another mo ment I realized that it was but another ebullition of the violent temper, which to do Katie justice, she had been heroi cally endeavoring to conquer in the years she had been with me. The next moment she hail broken Into uncontrollable sobbing and darted for the door, controlling herself long enough to shout back at my mother-in j aw as eh« stood for a moment framed in the opening: tink I stay a meenlt, rork fot jyw. Not for one million, billion dol %rs in on© veek You call m© on© apt If I call you vot I tink dos© polie© put me In )Yil one touaand years." Through all the angry turmoil et the moment I couldn't help a whimsical re flection that th© honors of war wer© father with Katie. Except for a hectlo spot upon each of my mother-in-law*© faded cheeks, her composure was unruf feet. She spok© incisively as th© door slammed behind Katie. Vot! I Con Get Aiatho Here* ■'ftond riddance to bad rubbiah," she quoted, "if ever that proverb was ap propriate, It la at thts moment Of all the tempery, impertinent, absolutely im possible maids T have.ever seen, ahe Is the worst. I have seen com, of Harri ers new ones that I would try to train, that 1 thought were the limit, but they couldn't hold a candle to Katie In gen eral cussedness.'' I was exceedingly angry at Katie for the exhibition of insolence and temper shn had given us. but this wholesale denunciation of the girl who had served me so long and faithfully, stirred my indignation. "She was Impertinent, of eourse." I an swered, trying to make my voice calm "but surety, she doesn't deserve all of the things you're saying.'' "A'ou always were a fool, Margaret '• my molher-in-law returned tartlv "And now. let me see what's best to be done. I can manage everything except the bahy s bath, and 1 think tf your father wilt help me with that. Just to watch I dont get one of my spells while I'm at it. 1 can got along until I can get Aga tha here." "