Newspaper Page Text
POLK COUNTY NEWS-GAZETTE. BENTON. TENNESSEE.
'j 1 i 7. f. CI Many Men Follow Dictates of Fashion By R. C ROBINSON, ladUaapotU. Id Men lioid women up to ridicul because they adhere to the dictate of fashion. Women are always pursuing this will-o-the-wiip blithely, but with sincere hopes of some day overtaking the sprite. In this carping attitude men reveal themselves as perfectly incon sistent. Possibly the majority of men do not attempt to follow the latest styles with the same fidelity that women do, but they prove themselves almost equal slaves in some of the things they do wear or hang upon their manly persons. I am rejoiced to see that almost all men, save possibly the haberdash ers and the laundrymeh, are interested in the attempt of the Anti-collar league of Paris to get rid of the fences that fashion has built around man's neck. When I mid that many Indianapolis men are similarly inspired I never felt more ready to go on the warpath. Few things with which men "adorn" themselves are sillier than the stiflly starched neckbands to which they have been sentenced by fashion for years innumerable. If collars are not to be entirely dispensed with, by all means let men revive the cool, comfortable, flowing style of neckwear assumed by the late Lord Byron. What though man's apple of Adam is disclosed to view! People would get used to it just as they have got used to the fact that women have legs not generally admitted prior to the introduction of the slit skirt. Hats arc another foolish custom, and, it is asserted, cause baldness. Most men of ordinary intelligence have known this for a long time. Yet they have stubbornly gone on wearing hats just as though it was their keenest ambition to lose nature's protector from their domes of thought. They have simply been afraid of the ridicule attendant upon going without the absurd headgear. And yet it is contended that men are naturally brave! It seems to depend largely upon what they have to face. If it is ridicule, they are arrant cowards, most of them. By way of getting a start toward sensible dressing men might well leave off their hats and collars. Prominent Position Held by Scapegoat By R. J. HUTCHINSON, RdSne, Wu. The prominent position occupied by the scapegoat in recent news calls atten tion to the fact that other members of the goat family are doing themselves proud, likewise. Particularly is this true of the Angora that creature which looks like a sheep dressed in the skin of an exaggerated Persian cat. A dozen years ago there were half, a million Angoras in the United States. Now there are over 2,000,000, and race suicide has not yet made its appearance among them. Mohair which appears to be the technical name for goat fleeces is increasing in price and popularity, and through a considerable section of the Southwest the Angora is superseding the sheep. In behalf of the newer animal it is claimed that goats are hardier than sheep, require less attention, live on coarser food, are less subject to dis eases, produce more clothing material and make more meat of quite as high a quality as mutton. r Perhaps these claims need scaling down a bit to come within the bounds of scientific accuracy, but, at any rate, the goat is multiplying and spreading" in the"land, and it is well that this is true. Laura Jean Libbeu's Talks on Heart Topics f r v y V4 -pUm J supplies from tn A and as the people gazed rrotTfcyeir miserable hovels and saw thefijp;; There is another remedy bald ads. J This ftime gometrang pent.,... The remedy consists of sew ing into the scalp, by means of very fine gold wire, other good and reliable hair, which soon incorporates itself in the scalp, a nice stand of hair to be combed, brushed and washed as in the days of its youthful glory. I. It has proved a great success over in Budapest, and it is claimed that it will enSure transplanting to this hemisphere. No doubt this remedy will be universal or unheard of in a year from now." But why so solicitous about a bald head? It is a natural achieve ment; as much bo as a red cherry or an American beauty. The happiest people in the world have bald heads. The baldness is only the extension of the room needed for smiling. It is what made Bill Nye so radiant with joy, and Bob Ingersoll's naked pate was the abode of his delightful temper. If you ever see a bald-headed man in the dumps, he got them before he turned bald. IGvrcbt. 1914. by lU McOm Nnw Sjw&air) PROPOSAL SHE LAUGHED AT. Gather ye rosebud while ye may. Old Time U still a-flyinp. And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dyinir. Then be not coy. but use your time. And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime. You may forever tarry. While a girl I3 in her teens love is a fair game. When would-be wooers flock about her, she thinks their homage is due her. She Is not serious, and re gards alV that is said to her in the same light vein. She laughs in the face of the bash ful young man who struggles with words to try to make her un derstand his ad miration for her. She is amused at the two who are almost at swords' points vying with each other for her favor. The man of thirty she leads a merry dance. As for the older man, she laughs in his face, wonder ing at his presumption in thinking June could ever wish to be linked to November. The pretty young thing takes no heed of time; nor does it cause ner a regret when one lover drops off. She believes the loss of one is the gaining of two and the choice of half a dozen. As the years rush onward, she finds that five years have made quite a difference in her life The men of the younger set fight shy of her, cast ing their eyes at young girls. The man of thirty is no longer at her beck and call. She has to invfent pretty devices to keep him at bJer side. She no longer laughs or teases him when she finds him in a serious mood, but encourages it. ' Her eyes are opened to the fact, at last, as to why she is single. Her. own levity has discouraged each! and every one. There is a time for mirth; there is a time also for earnestness, especially if the man who seettis in tent upon proposing is agreeable to the girl, aye more if there lurjcs in her heart the thought that he b a little dearer to her than any off her W(e tL-fiMvi r. Way thjf ;$ a fhin- fiws." ttiti&iw VeJps-Cen rfiay laugh heartily wnentoe I speaks to her of love, for her heanovi sleeping. She knows nothing of ke grand passion. The young woman of six and twenty should not crush' A wooers's ippes with one fell blow. Her chances of matrimony are narrowing down to one man most likely. It doesn't do the spinster much good to look back and count the lovers whom she has sent from her. While it is true that there is always one chance of matrimony for a woman, no matter how old she may be, it is well for her to recollect that love and laughter belong to youth time. The same mannerism would send an older suitor from her. She would blame herself forever after for the last proposal she treated too lightly at a moment when she should have been sympathetic listening with heart interest. ! wife. The beligerant. domineering men seem to capture all the wC , loving household angels. If the tyrannical man's wife has any grievances she-keeps them to herself I making no mean. She gives the world I to understand he's the dearest, most ' lovable man on earth. Her kindness and affection win his love toward ; her. Time softens his disposition. j The harsh, angry wife drives her bus- band from her. A man needs peace and quiet in his own home, that should be the dearest spot on earth to him and his home ties sweetest and most binding. Even the wives who have faulty husbands should make the best of them. i trap. Excellent Reasons Gven for Going to Church By REV. A. J. LAMPERT Pastor of Second German Methodist Epucopal Church, Chicago Man needs a season of quiet where he will not have to carry on a conversation or attend to business and household details. The mind needs a rest from such con cerns as engross it during the week. Worried mothers and overworked business and professional men look forward to Sunday morning in the sanctuary as a period of mental quiet. That famous Massachusetts lawyer was right when he said : "It must be a mighty poor sermon that does not hit me somewhere." Some prophet or teacher can interpret helpfully to you the problems of life from the spiritual standpoint, and set you thinking on the great subject of the human soul. Even if we do not find the preacher who exactly suits us, there can hardly fail to bo crumbs of instruction and inspiration that will fall into our lap if we will but listen regularly and unprejudiced. STANDING BY HER SWEETHEART. Thine Is a prirf that wastes the heart. Like mildew on a tulip's dyes When hope, drferr'd but to depart Loses his smili, but keeps his sighs. When a young man falls in love, he ought to be sure that the girl is not fickle as well as fair. How is he to gain this knowledge? There are a score or so of trite and true rules which he might follow, but one or two would do. If she is a merry, happy-go-lucky damsel, always eager to go hither and thither, where he must accompany her, and has a liking for all the new fads of the hour, he may be certain that her own pleasure comes first with her; that he is only neces sary as long as he can contribute to her delights. Let misfortune come to him, in the way of unexpectedly losing his position, and he will find a sweet heart of this kind will turn a cold shoulder to him. His companionship will be irksome to her. If she has dreams of wedding him, she will not be anxious to be always on the go with him to places where it will cost money. She will study his interest without letting him realize it. If change of fortune comes to him he will find her true. Though all of her friends grow cool toward him and turn their heads another way, she will com fort and cheer him, keep up bis cour age and urge him not to lose heart in his battle with the world. She will prove her love by wedding him though he is down and out. putting her shoul der to the wheel to earn support, in factory or shop, until his sky bright ens and he secures another position. Men shape their lives according to the women they love. He who loves unwisely must pay for misplaced affection in heart-bitter sorrow. No wonder kinfolks who love a young man appear to be overanxious to have him get the right kind of a sweetheart. So much depends on it. Divorce courts, in nine cases out of ten, show wives who were once hap py,' but flighty, sweethearts, who for a trifling cause rend their hearts apart. It Is often a man's own fault, if his heart is caught in a vain coquette's trap. The young man who has his own row to hoe, earning-his money by the lIXt LU. brow, shonW a halt upon his affections if he finds that the girl he begins to care for is extrava gant, would have him spend his last dime for her. Feigning poverty is a good test of some girl's affections. USEFUL I1 By SELINA RELIC HIGGINS- WIVES COMPLAIN ABOUT HUSBANDS. Women's Clubs Are Made Targets for Criticism By R. J. HARTER. Cleveland. Ohio Women's clubs are still made the targets for a good deal of criticism, but it is all wasted in so far as it is intended to prevent the growth and prosperity of such organizations. It may bring about certain improvements and correct small defects, but it will never stop the progress of the country. Their great prosjierity proves that they meet a real need. It is the beat possible evidence that they are doing work of value to a very large number of women. ' The quality of their membership is as noteworthy as its increase in nurncricul strength. Several phases of the changing position of women in the life of tht modern world are too plain to bo questioned, except in blind intolerance. One of them ia the permanent enlargement of the field in which women cam their own living, - , Another is the broadening and deepening influence and usefulness of women's clubs and similar organizations. Can't I another's face commend And to her virtues prove a friend, But instantly your forehead lours, As if her merit lessen'd yours? It is usually the wife who has the meekest and most docile of husbands who makes the loudest complaints of her marital woes. If he makes no retort she declares he is sullen. If he mildly attempts to reason with her she says he is heaping abuse up on her. When he grasps his hat and hur riedly leaves the house she vows he's a tyrant. If he never brings home a friend to dine she taunts him that he has no friends, is disliked. If he should happen to bring home a friend to dine he knows by the gleam in his wife's eyes that be is in for a curtain lecture as soon as the guest departs that far outranks Mrs. Caudle's. When his business takes him away early in the morning she complains that no other wife has to get up at that hour, daybreak, to prepare a meal, that a more reasonable man would breakfast at a restaurant. If he gets through his day's duties a little before the usual hour and comes home he is accused of coming so early for the sole purpose of "snooping"; in other words, hoping to take her unawares to "catch her" should she be out for a much needed stroll or entertaining a few neighbors at a bridge affair, or perhaps having a quiet afternoon with her relatives; who never come when he is around. To praise the appearance of any other woman In her presence is like heaping coals on a redhot Are. The house Is then made so warm for him that he has to get out with alacrity. A husband of that kind often won ders how it Is that the quiet peace loving man cften gets a shrew of a ONE-TIME FRIENDS. Remember that the friendship Which you now think poor and vain Will endure In hope and patience Till you ask for it again. "Take heed of a speedy, professing friend; friendship is never lasting which flames before it burns," says a poet. Another warns: "Nothing is more dangerous than an imprudent friend; an open foe may prove a curse, but a pretended friend is worse." By all of this wisdom we should gather that the choosing of a true friend is to most women almost as serious a mat ter a6 choosing a lover. Are not both supposed to be cherished a lifetime? There are women, remarkably saga cious and clever in all else, who make a most unwise selection of women friends. The sedate woman fairly adores the bright creature, all lire and sparkle. The butterfly creature, who sees only the bright side of every situation and upon whoBe lips there is ever ready laughter, seeks the com panionship of the quiet, pensive girl, whose wise counsel saves her from many a girlish blunder. Women like friends who are congenial to them. The woman who imagines that she has domestic trouble turns to the wo man who sympathizes with her. Another wife who is slavtng and working from morning till night to keep down family expenses finds com fort with the friend who praises her for her self sacrifices. She assures her that her husband ought to be more appreciative of what she is doing for his sake; that it is a wife's duty to be frugal and help her husband ac cumulate. The hardworking wife lis tens to this fulsome praise with sin cere content; quite forgetful that she who is so lavish in dealing it out is the most extravagant of womankind. Her lavish expenditures have placed her husband on the verge of bank ruptcy. A woman friend of opposite nature, different ideas, is ballast for her, either for weal or woe; weal, if she helps her to be strong and brave, woe. If she Ingratiates herself Into her confidence and ends by betraying it or gaining such an influence over her that she can bend her to her will against her better Judgment and to the detriment of her family and loved ones. From childhood up, a woman's friendship should be safeguarded most tarefully. She Bhould be removed from Influences that are likely to prove dangerous. There Is no end of trouble a woman friend may brew In a household If she's Inclined to be a mischief maker. When Pietro Sanchez returned from putting down the insurrection in Mo- ia Krniir.hr tn hla home tOWD OI Piasta but one trophy of the w a large brass cannon. Pietro was an honest, sturdy black smith. He had fought just as he set tires on the wagon wheels or shod a hi.rse his whole soul in the task. He had been the leader of the company which drove the marauding gang or Pivnlln the riandit. out Of the dis trict Who had a better right to adopt the great field piece as a sou venir nf those troublesome battle days? The blacksmith shop was located on (ha Innmnfit hluff overlooking the broad Rio Brazos, commanding the vallev for miles. Just at its edge Pietro had set the cannon. "It is a memento, a monument and a trade sign," raid Pietro. "There it shall remain as a record, reminder and sign manual of the trade of the anvil." "But, neiglibor," spoke a fear-minded nervous old man, "these are days of peace. Why remind of war?" "It shall not be moved," persisted Pietro stubbornly. "Who can say what may come?'' There came new disturbances as the year passed by, but these were centered in a distant province. Pie tro looked grim and thoughtful as he heard of new depredations of the Ri volla banditti. Airy, fairy Ninez, full of all the joyous hopefulness of youth, only smiled on. She was light-hearted and happy. Had she not Each Night Some One Had Watched. Luis Guarez, the handsomest gallant at Piasta? His stalwart arm, his loy al heart would spring to" action in re sponse to any patriotic call. As to Rivolla, some day the gibbet Yet she recalled the .dark, perfidious face of the cruel outlaw with a shudder. For the family of Pietro had known Rivolla in the past. Two yeafs be fore he had lived at Piasta for a time. He had appeared as a suitor for Ninez. Sternly old Sanchez had or dered him away from the threshold, learning of his cruel and cowardly past And Ninez had felt relieved when the fierce visaged bandit had departed from the village. Then there had come a missive ior the little Mexican maid. It was- from the renegade Rivolla, now devastating a peaceful district, driving on cauie, peaceful homes, blotting out the lives of worthy patriots in cold, murderous riot and hate. "Have a care!" the words of the message ran. "I have sworn to make you mine, and Rivolla never falls in his purpose." It was of this that Ninez and Luia were speaking one moonlit night. They had strolled along tne oiuu, where the clear cool air was like balm. The river flowed by, a spark ling sheet of silvery sheen. The air was heavy with perfume of flowers. The pair hud seated themselves on a bench that ran beside the old field V "Another month, mio Ninez," spoke the young man fervently, "and you will be mine. Then adios! to all your needless fears of this j terrible Rivolla." "You do not know his treacherous nature," fluttered Ninez, shrinking closer to her manly escort as though from a eenBe of protection. "My fa ther tells me he has broken loose again with his wicked horde. They have ravaged one province. They have sent a demand to the governor of Mitall demanding large bribe money, else they will visit his people next He has refused. When they march thither, my father says slight detour from the trail would bring them near to Piasta. It Is like Rivolla's evil nature to make a raid upon this peaceful town out of sheer revenge." "Rivolla is a braggart and a cow ard!" declared Luis. "It was In the last campaign that he threatened our little army so dlrefully, only to run and hide when we advanced upon his stronghold." Ninez smiled and forgot her fears as they strolled homewards. Luis was so brave, so proud of hit clear I family name aud of herself! Tim did) not tell N:nez as ne Daae ner goou oight, but he knew there was some foundation for her word Others as well were in the secret, but were not spreading it to alarm the quiet town. Thus, it was known to many of the old guard that Rivolla was once again on a raid. If his band was of any numerical strength he might invade Modiva. Otherwise, he would scarce ly venture. Each night for a week seme one of the old war company had watched the river and its opposite shore. It was from that direction Ri volla would come, if at all. After leaving Ninez, her lover re turned to the bluffs. It was hi night for patrol duty. For a long time he sat by tho Fide of the can non, his mind going over the blissful hour he had spent that evening with bis fair Inamorata. His cloak wrapped about him to guard himself from tho ufuuI mid night chill sweeping down the valleys. Luis suddenly aroused, as chancing to glance across the broad stream he saw a faint blue glimmer of blue light. It changed to red, to amber, back to blue, and then three miles nearer to the point, directly opposite the town, there were responding signals. Familiar with the tactics of the out laws Luis in an instant understood that peril hovered. Without disturbing or alarming any other member of the family, ho aroused Sanchez. A grim smile crossed the face of the smith as he listened. His clear eye glowed with the coherent resolve of a resolute and intelligent man as he gave his direc tions. Luis was to carry these out. "Mount your swift horse," directed Pietro, "arouse the gunsmith and send him to me at once. Then make for the ford and reach Modiva. Tell the mayor there to rouse up the old guard and hurry to surround Rivolla and bis. crew. "But if they cross the river before then?" submitted Luis quite anxiously. "They will not cross the river," de clared Pietro with a grim, determined flash of his lion eyes. At daylight over one hundred grim- visaged, determined men were garn ered on the bluff where the historic field piece stood. The mists slowly lifting showed the camp of the out laws on the opposite bank of the river. They had employed the night in scouring the shore up and down stream for every stray raft, yawl and rowboat they could find. A formida ble flotilla, all centered in a group in a little cove, showed. Beside the cannon stood old San chez, in his hand an unlighted rusee. His old companion gunner was sight ing the field piece. "Aim low," directed Pietro, and the fusee was lighted. "Grand old thunderer!" commented the patriarch of the village, as boom and flash and destruction hauntedjtne face of the waters. 1 There was confusion on the oppo site shore, as almost to the last ves tige the flotilla was destroyed. And then new excitement as Luis, with the Modiva contingent cut off the inland retreat of the baffled bandits. Routed, prisoners or destroyed, their evil career was summarily and per manently checked and the power of Rivolla broken forever. And in the white moonlight, hov ering near the brave old field piece that had saved Piasta, Luis and Ninez renewed their plighted troth. (Copyright. 1914, by W. G. Chapman.) Day of the Gentleman Farmer. As a result partly of the widening influence of our agricultural colleges and partly of numerous co-operating agencies, a new set of ideals, Is being created with regard to country life. The nation as a whole, in fact, is making a re-estimation of rural life. With the coming of dear lands, city people have awakened to a new In terest In country affairs and a new respect for country inhabitants. There is before us in the United States the opportunity to develop per haps the finest type of rural civiliza tion that the world has ever known. The ownership of land in past ageu has always been most honorable, but the working of it has been regarded generally as degrading. The actual farmers, equipped with their poor, pitiable instruments, and condemned to unceasing and disheartening toil, have, been slaves, serfs, heathen, pagans, boors, peasants. But today the use of machinery and new facilities for communication make it possible for the same individual to be a tiller of the soil and a gentleman. William J. Trimble, In June Atlantic. Too Much for Him. Paul Ker, one of the principals In "The Midnight Girl," was invited by an acquaintance who has the reputa tion of being a "tightwad" to a cafe in Longacre Square after the matinee, relates the New York Telegraph. It was not long before a party of con genial spirits were gathered about the festive board, and things went merrily until the hour drew near for Ker'a return to the theater for the evening' performance. Thus far the aforementioned ac quaintance had managed to escape pay ing any of the checks and Ker deter mined that before the party broke np Mr. Tightwad should bo forced to pay " for at least on round. Accordingly the waiter was Instructed to hand him the next chock. This was done and, find ing no evasion, he reluctantly paid and immediately left the cafe. As the door was opened a motor car tire blew out with a loud explosion. "Good Lord!" exclaimed Ker, "he's shot himself!" i !' Ml ti