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(Copyright, 1918, by McClure Newspaper
Aunt Gratia R. was fair, fat and
forty. She could hardly be called fat
In the objectionable meaning of the
word. She was plump, well propor
tioned and good to look upon. But
there was no extenuating excuse for
her age. For she was forty. Her fair
complexion and golden hair, with ever
so faint a trace of silver at the tem
ples, lent an air of distinction to her
general appearance.
She had just passed her fortieth
milestone and had decided to give up
going about, ostensibly to chaperon
her pretty niece, Wilma. It bored her
to go to dances and sit around with
nothing to do but gossip. To be sure
the young men occasionally asked her
to dance out of courtesy to Wilma.
And now she was forced to admit
these late nights were telling on her.
She must give them up and she would.
“Oh, here you are!” broke in the
silvery voice of Wilma, as she opened
the living room door. “I’ve been look
ing all over for you.”
“What’s the trouble now?” inquired
Aunt Gratia cheerfully.
“It’s about tonight,” explained Wil
ma. “Bob was going to take me, but
his train gets in too late. He’ll be on
time for the supper dance, but I
thought I’d better let you know early
enough so you can take me.”
“But I’ve just been telling myself
I’m not going out to dances any more,”
replied Aunt Gratia.
Wilma’s great brown eyes grew wide
with amazement.
"Why, Aunt Gratia, you can’t mean
it. Why, I’ve no one to go with me,
and I just can’t miss this dance. It’s
Bob’s last night.”
It was hard to refuse Wilma. She
was a picture of distress. But she
would be firm. Aunt Gratia laid down
her knitting.
“Why can’t yc t mother take you?”
“Mother has neuralgia. Do come,”
pleaded Wilma.
“I haven’t a gown fit to wear,” pro
tested Aunt Gratia. “My wardrobe
has been neglected this fall.”
“Wear your adorable old blue
crepe,” suggested the niece. “The blue
just matches your eyes.”
“I’ve worn that so much, and I think
It’s time I wore more subdued colors
“Why, you’re not old,” asserted Wil
ma, with some warmth. “A stranger
meeting you for the first time would
not think you a day over twenty-eight.
Os course,” she temporized, seeing the
doubt on Aunt Gratia’s face, “every
one in P- knows your age. But I
mean strangers.”
“You little flatterer,” laughed Aunt
Gratia, pleased in spite of herself.
“You’ll say any complimentary thing
just to win your point.”
“Say you’ll go,” tormented Wilma.
Aunt Gratia reflected a few mo
ments. “I’ll go,” she said at length,
“on condition that this will be my last
dance, and —”
“You’re a dear,” broke in Wilma.
“I’m going this time,” finished Aunt
Gratia, “only because your mother is
ill and Bob can’t take you.”
Wilma and her aunt arrived at the
dance in due time and Wilma was ac
cordingly whisked away by admiring
youths. Aunt Gratia sat talking to an
older matron, fanning herself and
wishing she were home because dances
were for young people and her danc
« ing days were over, when someone
brought a distinguished-looking mid
dle-aged gentleman up to introduce.
Then the miracle began. Aunt Gra
tia, fair, fat and forty, was whirled
away to indulge in dancing just as her
twenty-year-old niece had been carried
away. As by magic her dance card
seemed to fill up. All the young men
seemed suddenly to remember Wilma
had an aunt. To be sure there were
a great many dances by the middle
aged gentleman, hut Aunt Gratia
seemed suddenly young and in great
“Just look at Aunt Gratia,” whis
pered Wilma over Bob’s shoulder.
“She looks as though she were cele
brating and having the time of her
life. She told me this morning this
was her last dance. She retires to
her knitting, tea and cats after to
' night.”
“Jove, but she looks young. I won
der if you’ll look like that at forty,”
he teased.
“Be careful, Bob, you’re getting out
of step,” scolded Wilma.,
“Who is her stately partnerY’ in
quired Bob.
“That,” said Wilma so impressively
she almost forgot to dance, “is the
Hon. Stephen C , member of the
firm of B & C , Maiden lane
jewelers of New York. Incidentally,
he was also a schoolmate of Aunt Gra
tia’s. I’ve Just had the pleasure of
meeting him a little while ago.”
Bob whistled softly under his breath.
“It looks as though you’d have an
Uncle Stephen,” he prophesied.
A short time afterward Aunt Gratia
was seen to wear the largest and
most brilliant solitaire ever seen in
P .
Only a brief engagement and Aunt
Gratia became Mrs. Stephen C .
“Aren’t you glad you took me to
that dance?” teasingly whispered Wil
pia into the radiant bride’s ear.
And Aunt Gratia was glad. She
confessed that just as she had given
up all hope of ever capturing the one
man In the whole world that she want
ed and loved she found him. She felt
like a jockey in a horse race. She bad
won on the last lap.
By No Means Always Achieved by
Those Who Have Made a Big
Noise in the World.
We make bold to say that there Is a
general misconception in the minds of
people throughout the world as to
what really constitutes a great life.
Unless a man or a woman has been
in the public view with whatever serv
ice was rendered, unless his or her
picture has been in newspapers and
books, unless, in short, they have
“made a noise,” we do not consider
that the lives they led were great lives.
This is not only a harmful miscon
ception ; it is a mistake and its conse
quences are, from a moral point of
view, extremely vicious.
Suppose you are walking in the fields
or in the forests and you come across
a strange kind of bug or insect. You
are curious to know what it Is. Well,
you can secure a book In almost any
public library that will tell you Just
what you want to know. That book
was written and compiled by some
man who did nothing his whole life
long but study bugs, cataloguing them,
learning their tribe and origin and the
habits of their existence.
Other men have spent their lives in
equally humble capacities, but adding
always to the world’s sum of knowl
edge. The drug that soothes your pain,
the spectacles by which you renew
jour worn-out eyes, the fire you cook
with and that warms you—these and
millions other of your blessings and
delights were wormed out of nature’s
secret storehouses for you by patient
students whose names you do not
These are the great lives. These are
the lives that have blessed the lives
of all who followed after them. And
the men and women who led such
lives were great people though they
went down to their graves unhonored
and unsung.
Accomplishments, Even Though Great,
Lose Much of Their Merit When
Made Subjects of Boast.
The habit of boasting is not a sign
of merit. It is rather the reverse. A
really brave man allows his deeds to
speak for him, and they always will
If they are great ami strong enough,
remurks the Ohio State Journal. These
are great days for boasting, for there
Is much to be proud of. We are proud
of our country, of our sacrifices, of
our privations, of our sorrows, but
they are apt to lose their merit by our
boasting gbout them. The testimony
of a worthy deed is not expressed in
words but in a quiet and noble life.
We heard a man tell of a heroic deed
in which he was the hero, but one
wouldn’t know It from what he said,
and yet somehow in his very tone and
his praise for others one could easily
see whose was the honor of it. There
is one phase of boasting which is very
distasteful, and that is the sort which
makes ourselves the greatest people
on earth. Os course w T e are, but we
don’t know it from what the boasters
say. We only know it by hearing of
the acts of our heroes, who are apt
not to mention it at all. We learn of
our own nobility by feeling it in our
hearts and not by reading it in the
newspapers or hearing the orators
tell It.
Muskrats Predict.
It Is a strange fact that In Novem
ber the muskrats begin to build their
homes and gradually enlarge them by
adding more material, says Edward
F. Bigelow In Boys’ Life. For this
reason it is said that, according to
the height of the muskrat house, sc
is to be the cold of the winter—that
is, the higher the house the colder the
weather. This Is an error. It has
been claimed by the old timers, and
the error still is perpetuated, that the
muskrats build their houses 20 Inches
higher and very much warmer for
long winters than for short ones.
There are many foolish sayings re
garding the month as an index to
what the winter will be, the predic
tion extending on even into the fol
lowing March. Scouts can do a good
turn if they will prove, by their ap
preciation of the month, that it has
been maligned b.v these predictions
and traditions. The month is charm
ing and beautiful.
Evil in Small Talk.
There’s enough small talk with Its
vicious Insinuations in every Idle
group to make candidates for the mad
What men say causes other men to
think. What men think determines
their conduct. Given the suggestion
that you are crazy the chances are
that you will either resent it strenu
ously or begin to act a little queer.
And then one of your professed friends
will come along and confide to you
that you are acting a little queer. It’s
no wonder some folks go daffy. Little
yarns without foundation keep stirring
up things that even the angels could
not keep straight. So the only rem
edy Is to apply the censor. Let folks
talk. Take out the good and let the
rest go where It beliongs.
Half-Way Point.
Justine lived next door to Betty.
The two were constantly together.
Occasionally their mothers thought It
best to keep them apart for a while.
One day Betty came in and said:
“Mother, Justine can’t come over.
Can I go over there?”
“No, not today,” her mother said.
“W«B, then, we will sit on the fence
and visit,” said Bitty.
In Turkey the Stationary Tub, So Fa
miliar in Western Lands, Is Ab
solutely Unknown.
The Turk In spite of his constant
bathing (bathing being enjoined by
the Mohammedan religion) has no sta
tionary tubs nor wash bowls —indeed,
Turkish houses are quite innocent of
plumbing, says Edith Gilfallin, in an
article on the colorful ancient capital
of the Ottoman empire. But as the
Turk never bathes save in running
water the brick floors contain drains
that carry the water to the garden out
side. Always before eating, a servant
pours, from a pitcher, water over an
oriental’s hands; which seems a wise
provision, for they do not use knives
nor forks; spoons only are used to eat
soup or sherbets.
They do not sit around a table as
we do, but sit on cushions round foot
high table trays. All over the near
east they have but two meals. Break
fast is a sort of movable feast up to
eleven o’clock. It consists of coffee,
fruit and various hot breads. The
Turk is enabled to sustain life until
his dinner at sunset by drinking
innumerable cupfuls of thick, hot.
heavily-sweetened coffee.
Dinner, which is consumed in the
evening, is the only meal the Turk
takes in the bosom of his family. It
often Is an elaborate affair of twelve
courses: Tomatoes and squash and
eggplant and other vegetables stuffed
with rice or minced meat or cheese,
fish swimming in oil, mutton stews,
goat fricassees, roasted chickens, rich
pastries and candies, preserves of
plum and quince and fig and peach,
and always coffee and the narghile—
At some of these dinners they drink
a sort of brandy called raki; blit alco
holic drinks are anathema to the ortho
dox Turk.
World Soon to Have Little Use for
Picturesque Character Whose For
tune Was His Sword.
If It shall now come to pass, as It
well may, that there shall be an end
put to wars, the old-time soldier of
fortune will become an extinct spe
The world, of course, can get along
very well without him, and yet he will
be missed. For he Is a very ancient
Institution, indeed. He was with Alex
ander and Caesar, Napoleon, the cap
tains and the kings of every nation un
der the sun wherever there was a
knife to stick or a bullet to shoot.
Slowly but surely, however, the
ground has been cut from under the
feet of the soldier of fortune, and now
It seems that, at last, he is to dis
appear completely.
He had a good time, though, while
It lasted, and it did last a long time, at
that. For there was always, some
where, a Job waiting for him. If things
went stale on the Spanish Main, he
could cross over to the other side of
the world and find another banner un
der which to fight.
It was all the same to him, which
side he fought with or against. He
had no enmities, no hatreds; he had
no grudge to satisfy. His business was
fighting. The doubloon of Spain
looked Just as good to him as the sov
ereign of England or the yen of Ja
To Get Cash From Bank Vaults.
An ambitious young yeggman once
approached a famous safe cracker in
the penitentiary where both were so
journing. The young man was about
to leave prison and wanted to know
a sure method of getting money from
a bank’s vault.
“Go,” said the famous safeblower.
“to your home town. Get a job. Visit
the bank every Saturday evening and
deposit a small amount of your week’s
wages. Thus you will gain the confi
dence of the bank officials and people
in general. Get a better job as soon as
you can. Continue your weekly visits.
In time you’ll find yourself universally
“And then?” the young yeggman
asked expectantly.
“Then,” the wise old crook an
swered, “you will be drawing interest
out of the bank vault; and that is the
only sure and safe method of getting
money from such a place.”
System Brings Results.
It’s not necessary to become a re
cluse to gain fitness. The very fact
that you grow makes present tasks
easy. That gives additional time that
can be applied In still greater attain
ments. Self-mastery begets self-confi
dence that reacts again in greater
self-mastery. And that leads to the
mastery of other things. Each new
attainment helps to make work easier.
The wise man knows he must have
recreation and diversion so he does
not become a grind. Se just system
atizes his time and marshals his re
sources in such away as to startle
the careless worker. The result Is
continued growth in efficiency. Every
day brings added Satisfaction, for
there is joy in achievement. —Ex-
Glazing Soles of Shoes.
Shoe soles thst are occasionally
glazed have exceptional wearing quali
fies, and it was by this process that
our grandparents made a single pair
of shoes last an entire season, with
out reooling. A thin varnish should
he used, two coats of it being applied
the first time and only a single coat
after that. Once a fortnight is often
enough to glaze the soles, and it can
be djoae either on new or old shoes.
D. E. Jeffrey.
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