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Horace Kephart (1862-1931) was a noted naturalist, woodsman, journalist, and author. In 1904, he left St. Louis and permanently moved to western North Carolina. Living and working in a cabin on Hazel Creek in Swain County, Kephart began to document life in the Great Smoky Mountains. He created 27 journals in which he made copious notes on a variety of topics. Journal 22 (previously known as Journal XII) includes information on characteristics of people in general. Click the link in the Related Materials field to view a table of contents for this journal.
• PRISSIO 0 O!IO s • • , ATTEN ION, ATCHFUL SS . ~ ~itPJ~· a ~ . 1 . ..:..:io..;:t;......4.. M· .l..,,...l -~~ 6 FLIPPANCY . 7 EXCITABILITY. PHLEG . ~· 1i ~~ 014 ~ ,_.~ .,4.._;&--~ ]4. ~ 1%- ...d£-~. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ...dL 1 ~. D T I ATION, OBSTINACY. ~,L.,.-~. ~r:t.~j ~'Sif~~· C£iak~. ~ H c.k.~. DOUBT, HESITANCY, IRRESOLUTION. II PATIENCE . IMPATIENCE. AFF!Rl ATION . ~. GATION. ~~~./~ COMPLAC NCY. 16 IRRITABILITY. IJ PLEASURE. HIGH SPI ITS, CHE RFUL •S . • "And since neither Janus nor Chronos nor I Can hinder the crimes Nor mend the bad times It's better to laugh than to cry." li 19 AMUS tNT . fhrr-1. _,ttn.:k. t(~ ~. JOY . ECSTASY, Mental. PAIN • • LOY SPIKI!S. DEJ CTIO • "In the lives of eaoh one of us, as we look back ard and review them in retrospect, there are certain desert wastes from which memory winces like some tired traveller faced with a dreary stretch of road. Even from the security of later happiness we cannot contemplate them without a shudder. Time robs our sorrows of their sharp vividness, but the horror of those blank 1 gray days never wholly passes. It remains for ever at the back of our consciousness to remind us that~ though we may have struggled through it to the heights, there is an abyss. We may dwell, like the Pilgrim 1 on the Delectable Mountains, but we never forget the Slough of Despond. Years after ards, Jill could not bring herself to think of that brief but age-long period which lay between the evening when she read Derek 1s letter and the morning when, with the wet sea-wind in her face and the cry of the wheeling sea-gulls in her ears, she stood on the deck of the liner that was taking her to the land where she could begin a new life. It brooded behind her like a great, dank cloud, shutting out the sun­shine." (Wodehouse, The Little Warrior, 129.) LA1TCHOLY. (t ;Ja., vU.. .-:1: ~ : u.,._~ .L'~ ... 'UN<- -fw-'- A ~ ... t;t- ~-~oW>- ! (t ~"- veL, .uL-~: u....~J.:~, ~~..tt,~ ... ~t-~-~·'" (Q~, ~- ~~/,;...... ~'m.~~ ~-) GRIEF. AGONY, ent 1. EXHAU TION, NTAL . PASSION . Definition .- Passion consists in t11e ef ectc produc d on the spectator ' s emot onal nature as his sympathy follo~s the characters tliTough the inc dents of the plot; it is war as distinguished from Kriegspiel . toulton, l86 . Devices or ~ntensiryine tl1e atrain .-MoU1ton, l91 , 196-7 . ;;o FAITH . I HOPE . SUSPICION, SC~PTICIS .~./.TOPICS OF THE TIMES. 7~ ~ hrly lli ~um~ Both Sides tat' a Itt ta not a happy Offended on I At any rat It t by t=alrneu. uot an aay on , :tor b , a mll18'1Y more than anybody 1 , Is oxpooell to att&ek trum both altl In 11ny war, actual or m~taphorlcal, tha.t Ia goln1r on. It b among tht• common t-ru1tl ll&tld f his llllrlen~ 1 to b charged by ev.dt ot ha antac-onlsts with tavotlng an•l aorv­tnc tho oth r, and h Is lucky tr thr. ac:­cueatlon 11 not o.ccompanh tl b)' lfrnl 1 euggftlltlona Utat the tavorlntr and a rv­Jnc ar dono tor 11. prko 11 ld by th tlendl9h foe. l'ln Jy lllu tratlng thla p cullarlty of the journallstlo lot 111 a I ttcr just r • celv d trom a r ador o! 'l'ur. TlM~a whtl a.nnouncea that tor a. W'hllo ho 1 to b a reader. • 'ow, u ually, wh n ,a IUbscrlb r fflela mov d to tho de p rn.te mmumro of stopping hi pnpct'-thn t ulthnatP. f< rm or <'<•Jttl••mn tl .,, nd llllll lshn nt It 111 h u c .,r nrtunltY' for the chlldr n t'o pta.y out doors 1\1111 keep well. nut In a ftow w ks th ) found the house d rt d. 'l'hll woman ha.l fl"d with her broOd hank to th• t•ltv 11h1m ~he 1garded Lovey and hristian and olonel Straight and Pyn and Beady La­mont and all that band of humble, helpful pals to whom I was knit in the bonds or the "robust love" which was the atmosphere o( brave old Walt Whitman's City of Friends. There was no pose among them, nor condemnation, nor severity. Forgiveness was exercised there till st'Vl'nty limes s v n. They forbore one another in lov<>, and <>n­d<> avorcd to keep the unity of the spirit in the bond of p<'ace to a degree or which Someone would have said that II<> had not found the like, no, not in Isra 1. My family were all of Israel, and of th strictest s ct. They fasted twice in the week, so to speak; in theory, if not in practice, they gave tithes of all that they posses ed; they could sine rely thank God that they were not as such men nfl compos d tho Down and Out; and yet it was pr cisely among those who smote their breasts and didn't dare so much as to lift up their eyes unto h aven that I found tho flympathy that raised me to my feet and bade me be a man. No wonder, then, that that evening I kept poor old Levey n<>ar me, that I took him down to the caf~, whore there wer only men, and made him dine with me and tQld him of my bereavement. LOYALTY. TREACHERY. J: £. -n,.,J-. Mischief Makers J- '/:z' THE crime of tr a on is mor ommon than m n . up­pose, for n arbitrary definition written in statute books cannot make le treasonable tho. e disloyal cts of which the statute takes no account. If the law should define th ft as th wrongful taking and carrying away of an­oth r's purse, would the culprit who I ft the purse and mad off with its cont nts be I . a thief? In America tr ason is defined as levying war against the Unit d States, adhering to th ir en mies or giving their en mies aid and comfort. This d finition is arbitrary and wholly inadequate. A b tter definition, and one that more accurately m shes with the common understanding of mankind- the proper t st of d finitions - i that giv n in th work named Brit­ton, whose authorship is lost in the mist of England's yesterdays. Here we are told that tr ason is "any mischief don to one to whom the doer represents himself as a friend." Treason, th n, is a mischi f done in violation of pro­f!:' ss d friendship an act of disloyalty to one to whom allegiance is due by reason of friendly pr tensions. If t'lectl'd official , by reason of stupidity or indifT renee, waste the mon y intrust d to them by th p opll', they work a mischief under cover of prof s d fril:'ndship. To say that th y violate a trust does not xpr !IS the whole of th ir off ' ns . To waste tax mon y is to I vy another and unnec ssary tax; to make war upon the purs s of th people; to give aid and comfort to the nemy, which is the hard necessity that requires men to sweat for their bread. If a public servant uses the advantage of his office to get a profit by dealing in commodities the people must buy and by reason of his activities the price of these commodi­ties is increased, he is a traitor in spirit and in fact. His clear intent is to fatten his own purse by doing the people a mischief. He not only delivers the people into the hands of an enemy but shares the enemy's profit. One who is set to guard a gate and for a price opens it to the barbarians is not guilty of a greater treachery. If a number of men conspire to increase the price of a necessity or conspire in any enterprise that inevitably will increase the price of a necessity and work hardship upon the people, their action is treasonable. They are not traitorous to the king, for there is no king; but they are traitorous to the whole people, who are the state. These men, with other citizens, are partners in the enterprise of government. The partnership supposes a common cause. It does not forbid the taking of profits in exchange for service, for one may serve his friends to get a Jiving and violate no principle of honor. But it does forbid conspiracy for the purpose of extortion. Those who conspire to wrest an unjust profit from the necessity of the people do not profess enmity. To profess enmity would be to invite destruction. They operate under the guise of friendship and work a mischief that is more than a breach of alle­giance, more than adherence to an enemy- that is, in short, an act of warfare in quest of spoil. We need to revise our definition of treason. Treason is not merely an act of disloyalty in time of war. This defini­tion is the progeny of an age when kings were rulers by divine right and subjects were pawns to be sacrificed in the royal game of slaughter. Peace hath her treacheries no less infamous than war's. When war is forgotten a traitor will be a traitor still. And we must learn that the citizen of a republic, whether an official or a private citizen, is guilty of treason when he violates the confidence of the whole people, who are the state, and does them a mischief. ADl.IRATION. ~f,.;Y, ~~,A~~~~~~-~~. VENERATION. I ·'I LOVE . "Into her mind, never far distant from it, came the thought of Derek. And, suddenly, Jill made another discovery. She was thinking of Derek, and it as not hurting. She was thinking of him quite coolly and clearly and her heart was not aching. She sat back and screwed her eyes tight, as she had always done when puzzled. Something had happened to her, but how it had happened and when it had happened and why it had happened she could not under­stand. She only knew that now for the first time she had been granted a moment of clear vision and was seeing things truly. She wanted Wally. She wanted him in the sense that she could not do without him. She felt nothing of the fiery tumult which had come upon her when she first met Derek. She and Wally would oome together with a smile and build their life on an enduring foundation of laughter and happiness and good-fellowship. Wally had never shaken and never would shake her senses as Derek had done. If that as love, then she did not love Wally. But her clear vision told her that it was not love. It might be the blazing and crackling of thorne, but it was not the fire. She wanted Wally. She needed him as she needed the air and the sunlight." (Wodehouse, The Little Warrior,359.) "'Is it wrong to tell a pretty woman you admire her?' 'Under our circumstances, yes.• He twisted himself around in the seat and eat looking at her. 'The loveliest mouth in the world!' he said, and kissed her suddenly. She had expected it for at least a week, but her surprise was well done. Well done also was her silence during the homeward ride. No, she was not angry, she said. It was only that he had set her thinking. When she got out of the car, she bade him good-night and good-bye. He only laughed. 'Don't you trust me7 1 he said, leaning out to her. 'It is not that. I do not trust myself.' After that nothing could have kept him a ay, and she knew it. 'Man demands both danger and play; therefore be selects woman as the most dangerous of toys.• A spice of danger had entered into their relationship. It bad become infinitely piquant." (K., by Mary Roberts Rinehart, 170.) RO!LANTIC LOVE . I' DorothyDix ~/iss ixteen Is Advenfttrous, Romantic, Trusting of !rangers, Dissatisfied With Pare11tial Control, Eager for Strange New Thrills- Is It Any Wonder Sweet Si:xteen of nL Is uThe Dangero t ge" for Girls? 11 11 I ud '\\ oret thin IF1 tAgn or th sarn<' ett!rnal prisl _ _ '0 'N 'AJ.I:J NOSA~B .l~V'Hd3}.t 3~V'~OH LOV • 38b2. "Th t mn d ~robl m o self-sacrifice! Ho much cl 1m ha men upon ach other? What did ohil r n gain who s orificed their lives for their parents? It aa sup­posed to bring them nobility; but, t the same tim , idn't it v lop in th parents the utmost callous s lfishness; didn't the latter, as their needs were e elusively consulted, grow more xacting, unreasonabl ? s not love itself the most unreason-ble and exacting thing imaginable? Once surrendered to it, the tyranny of a beloved subject wa absolute: Lee tol himself that the emotion he was considering -- the most sacred of earthly tie -- ignominiously resembled the pro erties of fly paper." (Hergesheimer, Cytherea, • Y., 1922, Knopf, 91-92.) '"This love isn't t all understood-- we are ignorant about it in spite of endless expari nee and reports and poetry. Take us before e re married, Whlle we were engaged, we had an imprac­ticable romantic attr ction for ach other. I know that I thought of you all the time, day an night; and, just because you existed, the whol world w s full of prismatic colors; it was as though an orchestr were laying continually and I ere floating on the 'inest mu io. You re lik a figure in heaven that dre me up to you. 11, th t lasted quite while into our marriage; at first I had an even reater emotion. Then, as Helena and Gregory were born, it changed. I don't say it deere sed, F nny, that it lost any of its importance; but it di change; and in you as ell as m • It a n•t as prismatic, musical, and there's no use contradicting m . I can explain it best for myself by saying that my feelin for you bee me larg ly tenderness.' "'Oh!" Fanny exclaimed, in a little lifting gasp; "oh, and that ten erness," her cheeks were bright with sudden color, 'why, it is no more than pity.' "'That isn't just," he replied; "unless you ant to speak of pity at its very best. No, that won't do~ my affection for you is made of · 11 our experi noes, our liv s and emotions, together. We are tied by a thousand strings-- common disappointments and joy and sickness and hope and pain and heaven knows what else. We're held by habit, too, and convenience and the opinion of society. Certainly it is no smaller than the first,' he argued, but more to himself than ~ Fanny; 'that was nothing but a state of mind, of spirit; you can't live on music.'" (Do, 93-94.) (Stenographer:) "'But what about love, Mr. Randon7 That's hat throws me off. Some say it's the only thing in life.' 'I'm damned if I know,' he admitted. 'I hear the same thing, an I am rather inclined to believe it. But I have an idea that it is very ifferent from what most people insist; I don't think it is very useful aroun the house; it has more to "do with the pretty hat than with a dishpan. If you fall in love go after the thing itself, then; don't hesitate about tomorrow or yesterday; and, above all else, don't ask yourself if it ill last; that's immaterial.' 'You make it sound wild enough.' 'The wil er ~he better,' h insisted; 'if it is not delirious it's nothing .Q (Over.) ~f- 1 ], . 10utr geous! I n•t r ke out why you t ke it so coolly. ina Raff's a rott n 1m or 1 oman; it doesn't matter ho it' rr­anged. Why, • she gasped, 'she can be no more th n Peyton's mistress, no better than the om non the treet .• 'That is o,• he gree . But his follo ing que tion of the acce ted badness of mistresse n tre t- lk rs he isely ke t to hi self . ere they arker than the sh do cast by the inelastic institution of matrimony? At one time prostitutes ere greatly honored; but that had pa sed, he was convince , forever; and this, on the whole, he conclu d, as fortunat ; for, perhaps, if prosti­tution ere thoroughly iscredited, marriage might, in some Elysian future, be swept of most of its rubbish. Houses of prostitution, mistresses, like charity, absorbed and dissipated gre t deal of the dissatisfaction insep rable from the present misconceptions of love an society. The first move, o viously, in stopping ar, w s the suppression of such ameliorating forces as the Red Cross; and, conversely, with complete unions, infidelity ould languish and disappear . " (Do, 118-119.) "' hat dm you think woul happen if or a while e'd lose our ideas of h twas right and rong in lev ? 1 'Pandemonium,• Grove repli promptly. 'Not if people were more responsible, William,• Sav na Grove added; 'not for the superior. But then, 11 laws an order were made for the good of the mob (my Italics)-.--I~ 1 t nee the policeman I see in the streets; and, really, I haven't a scrap ore use for policemanli e regulations; I could regulate myself--'" (Do, 159-160.) .• • "The floor w s choked by slo ly revolving figures distilling from the rhythm frank gratification. There was n honesty of intention, the admission that life and nights were short, lacking in the fever at the Eastlake dancing; here, rather than unsettled restraint, was the determination to spend every excited nerve on sensation, to obtain the last drop from glasses the contents and odors of which uniquely resembled the drinks of pre-prohibition. These girls, consciously animating their shapely bodies with the allurement if not the ends of creation, prostitutes of both temperament and fact, ere, Lee Randon decided, calmer-- yes, safer-- in mind and purpose than were his most admirable friends." (Do, 165 . ) lll:aiiiOSYUIIl 'S3H9nH "W 'M AWYUWO>S 'SNIIV3J.S ~ . , :>'N'Ali:>NOSA!l8 J.V S113HtVnOOV3H NOLLVI :>OSSV' 3 WV~ C N 'V HSI.::I N VIH:>V IVddV' >Noaonwd.ltOIJI 'SNI~~IIt\ ' It\ ' It\ >N.OOUWd 'J.IIVHd3)1 3JVIIOH SEX WILES. Dorothy Dix' 111 ill the Young Flapper Who H u Re· formed in Order to Catch a Hu ba d Revert to Her Old Self After Marriage? Recreation a Necessity for the Home Woman hall She Allow 1he Sick Boy Whom he Pities to Ki Her? ])ORQTHY DI -A tTl nd of mine Ia abo\lt thirty. R l11 f tiling In Jo with a girl about tw nty-one. He Ia rloua-mlnd d, int lllg Jlt, hau nev r b n out much with glrla, Is w 11 to do and " nt to marry. The l'lrl ia oppo lte. Her desk Ia always untidy, Th man knew all theae things and ridiculed th m before he t 11 In lov wit)\ h . 'l"he pl knows that this man Ia a cood match, IU!d she Is trying to pi as him. h hu atopp d her lla-ht talk nd appar nlly b oom rloua· mlnd~d. and Industrious, nd orderly, all of th quulltii'S he ndmlr 11. 'ow, 111 It po~slhl for this lrl renll. to hl'r natur ? \\'JII sh not revert hnck origin I typ na soon a11 he 11 marrl for my frlelld. ntrWer: hen you go a flahlng, Frank, you use tho kind of bnlt th t the poor fl!lh ou ar angling for 111 moNt likely to rls to; live bait for .some, flies for others. Same way with women. When the. are out to catch a man th~y try to be what they think h h!>. Why, I have seen bca Uful morons sit up and l111ten by the hour, with n entranced expres !on on th!'lr facet, while a learned collf'f(e Jlr(l! t~sor discoursed to them upon th wonder and the beauty of the :f urth dlmen lon. I have seen girls ho were atone deaf pretfmd to n musldnn that they were crazy about grand opera. I have l'le!'n glr!g 'ho loathed ex!'rclse tramp, fo t ore and weary, over golf !Inks, and I have~ 1een .glrle wh,o were bored to tears by books patiently plod through pond!'roue volumea of which the dld not underllltaod a Bingle word because they had a hlgh·browed beau who le t them Ol· ume of hea lit rature. Bf'c u e a girl goes in Ylolently and st~dd!'nly for s~orts, or domesticity. or religion doea not In •the least lndlc11.te that shP is of an athletic, or domE'stlc, or pious nature. It merely means that ahe has fallen In love with a tennia player, or a golf fiend, or a man who lovea to eat, Qr 11 ounrr ]lreacher. •hy, girl even chanae the way they drey and they bob or keep their hair lon&' to ple11,41e some man . • o It Is nothing against the young woman thnt she hal'! adoptt>d the ttmo-honor d ta(·tics of ht>r sex In order to wln the man she de­s r 1'1. s to Wh!'th r ht>r reformation will be permanent, no one can b cau e mllrrlag does \\ork miracle in omen. All of us have known too many extravagant girl!! who be­come stingy as soon as It wa.s their own money, Instead of P pa a, that they were spending; too many butterfly girls who became domeetlc grubs; too many lazy 11 Is who made 19d.us­trlou! l wives, to date to propheay. The only thmg that marriage doean't ohanae about a wom­n Is the amount of grey matter that she hae. If she Ja ~Jull and stpuld be'fore rnarrlag , 11he will lltl\1 be d'uu arid stupid fterward, H''ut If he has lnttlllg nee, allthlniJ& are pQ8ldble to h r. DOROTHY lll • --~~ .... ----~ 38o. THE PROPOSAL. "Jill, you must get out of it. It's no life n hat else is there for me to do? I must do "Marry me!" said Wally, reaching across his hand on hers. The light in his eyes lit like a lantern. for you. • • • something." the table and putting up his homely face The suddenness of it startled Jill into silence. She snatched her hand away and drew back, looking at him in wonderment. . •. Obher men had asked Jill to marry them,-- a full dozen of them, here and there in country houses and at London dances ••• but nothing that she had had in the way of experience had prepared her for Wally. These others had given her time to marshal her forces, to collect herself, to weigh them thoughtfully in the balance. Before speaking, they had signalled their devotion in a hundred perceptible ways-- by their pinkness, their stammering awkwardness, by the glassy look in their eyes. They had not shot a proposal at her like a bullet from out of the cover of a conversation that had nothing to do with their emotions at all. • .• n ally!" she gasped. • •• "Let me take you out of it all! You aren't fit for this sort of life. I can•t bear to see you •• ·" Uill bent forward and touched his hand. He started as though he had been burned. The muscles of his throat were working. "Wally, it's--" She paused for a word. "Kind" was horrible. It would have sounded cold, almost supercilious. "Sweet" was the sort of thing she could imagine Lois Denham saying to her friend Izzy. She began her sentence again. "You're a dear to say that, but •.• 11 Wally laughed chokingly. 11You think I'm altruistic? I'm not. I'm just as selfish and self-centered as any other man who wants a thing very badly. I'm as altruistic as a child crying for the moon. I want you to marry me because I love you, because there never was anybody like you, because you're the whole world, Because I always have loved you. I've been dreaming about you for a dozen years, thinking about you, wondering about you-- wondering where you were, what you were doing, how you looked. I used to think that it was just sentimentality, that you merely stood for a time of my life when I as happier than I have ever been since. I used to think that you were just a sort of peg on which I was hanging a pleasant sentimental regret for days which could never come back. You ere a memory which seemed to personify all the other memories of the beat time of my life. You were the goddess of old associations. Then I met you in London, and it was different. I wanted you-- you! I didn't want you because you recalled old times and were associated with dead happi­ness, I wanted you! I knew I loved you directly you spoke to me at the theatre that night of the fire. I loved your voice and your eyes and your smile and your courage. And then you told me you were engaged. I might have expected it, but I couldn't keep my jealousy from showing itself, and you snubbed me as I deserved. But now ••• things are different now. Everything's different, ex­cept my love." ( odehouse, The Little Warrior, 278-280.) MARRIAGE. 38h "That is hat marriage is to most young omen: the ultimate escape from the family, from the un ritten la s that govern children. Whether they are loved or unloved has no bearing upon this desire to test their wings, to try this new a venture{ to take this leap into the dark." (MacGrath, The Ragged E ge,l72.J (Helen: "I want a home.") 38 LOVE-- Inconstancy. "Sp nish-Amerioan moralists ar prone to ascribe this flo ring of the great Anglo-Saxon cult of concealment to hypocrisy. Nothing could be shorter of the truth. Hypoorlsy is an effort to eoeive, but the best English and American types eceive no on . Their intention is not to deceive but to keep life olean, pure, and enjoyable for their fellow-men. For here is the peculiar thing about vice: A man's own shortcomings never appear censure- orthy, hereas the sins of other men are hiueous. To be seen openly sinning is to make of oneself a public nuisance. 11The genius of the Angle-Saxon realizes this, and he voids paining and uistressing others by performing his dalliances as privately as possible. This secrecy is each man's private contri­bution to the comfort ana reassurance of his fello - citizens. Taking us all in all, perhaps America's greatest gift to the orld is the peccadillo of low visibility." (Stribling, Fombombo, 127.) "Then, unexpectedly, she bent her head against a chair-back and fell to silent crying. K. let her cry for a moment. Then:­' Now-- tell me about it.' 'I'm just worried; that's all.' 'Let's see if we can't fix up the worries. Come, now, out i th them!' 'I'm a wicked woman, Mr. LeMoyne.' 'Then I'm the person to tell it to. I-- I'm pretty much of a lost soul myself.' He put an arm over her shoulders and drew her up, facing him. 'Suppose we go into the parlor and talk it out. I'll bet things are not as bad as you imagine.' But hen, in the parlor that had seen Mr. Sohwitter's strange proposal of the morning, Tillie poured out her story, K!s face grew grave. Schwitter had a wife in an insane asylum. Tillie had said 'You've got a wife living, and, unless you intend to do a ay with her, I guess that's all there is to it.' He had answered 'Is that all, Tillie? Haven't you got a right to be happy? ••• Here's both of us lonely. I'd be a good husband to you, Till-­because, whatever it'd be in law, I'd be your husband before God.'] 'The wicked part is that I want to go with him, 1 she finished •.•• 0 my God! I've always been a good woman until ijow.' 'I-- I understand a great deal better than you think I do. You're not wicked. The only thing is--' 'Go on. Hit me with it.' 'You might go on and be very happy. And as for the-- for his wife, it won't do her any harm. It's only-- if there are children.' 'I know. I've thought of that. But I'm so crazy for children!' 'Exactly. So you should be. But hen they come, and you oannot give them a name-- don't you see7 I'm not preaching morality. God forbid that I-- But no happiness is built on a foun ation of wrong. It's been tried before, Tillie, and it doesn't pan out.' He was conscious of a feeling of failure when he left her at last. She had acquiesced in what he said, and even promised to talk to him again before making a decision o~ ay or the other. But against his abstractions of conduct and morality there was pleading in Tillie the hungry mother-heartj la and creed and early training were fighting against the stro est instinct of the race. It was a losing battle. (K., by Mary Roberts Rinehart, 119-121.) LOVE-- Inconstancy . " hat is constancy in lov 1 Either an accident or a fortun te tate of mind. To pro ise constancy in love is promising to con­tinue in a state of mind over hioh you 111 have no control~ It 1s never an honest promise; it can be only an honest hope. Love comes and goes and no man can stay it, and no man is its prophet. Coming unasked, sometimes undesired, often un elcome, it goes unbid en, without reason, without logic, as inexorably as it came, governed by laws that no man has ever yet understood." (Chambers, The Co on Law.) The Young Working Girl in Love With Her Alarried Employer- The Second Wife Who Is Only an Unpaid Drudge. Her SeNSible Sweetheat·t Who Doesn•t Want to Tie Her to a Long Engagement :My dear Betty, when any man tries to persuade you to do som thing that you knoCY Is wrong and t lis you not to worry about the consequenc , it Is time for you to get busy and wnrrt good and hard. You knov., and he kn s, where thot ard wide; a selfish beast: a co" a rd: a quitter; a traitor, ' ho nnot even be faithful to his O\\ n flesh a d blooll He tolls you be loves you. v; hat sort o! love Is It that 111 willing to ruin a. girl's 1\fe and drag h r name Into the mud? 'What sort of love Is It that will take nil the love a «lrl has In brr heart, and gi e her nothing In return? That dooms her to old maidenhood, to lonely. embittered lifo or else 11ends her Into lov I ss marriage. That Is hat the lo e of a married man does to n Jirl. He can't marry her. His at ent1on11 compromise her, e •en when y do openly disgrace ht'r. Her. relatlona with him re boun.d to be ·ret and sham ful. .. o wortli·whlle man wants to marry some l.l'r1ed man's lt'avlngs. .And th girl wa11tes her youth caring for a an who eventually tlre11 of her, and p;OCll back to his family, or <'1St ds some newer, fresher face. That 1 what your married lover Is, Betty, and b<'lleve me, the girl o tak88 another woman's husband away from her, who orphans tie children and br aks up home Is just ns lck d as 1t sh had mmltted murder. Unless lt Is a matter of absolute 11tnrvat1on, leave the place where you are thrown Into dally contact with th man who fll.l!clnates }Oil. Go wh<'re }ou wlll not be dally tempted to yield to his Jov -maktng. ll you can't dO th t, keep your mind on what the m n reall Is, In tend of }OUr romantic Ideal of him, and you w11l soon find that ou ha~e ce&.~~l'd to for him. DORC1TH DIX. Th,. young men In the days of the dandl!'ll (ild not hore women. You do. lo'or If not. why Is t~ divorce rate ever rl111lng, and why are Parla anrl lteno AO favored hy women u places of temporar)· residence? If you could only cut a rather more I'Omantlc figure than you do; II 1'Nl we!"f' only a trlftf' more spectacular, let u.s -Y. and if you d1cl not .., hopele.88IY and AO dreadfully Telll!lll­hle every other man, perbaPfl the dlvort.-e rate would not be quite 80 !ltartling lUI It Ia. For, llti'IUllle u [It may seem, the very qualities that you have not ara prodsely the onee that attract and hold the women. f'er:mpll, Indeed. It Is unfortunate that It IR 110, but I sball not tell a lie because the truth Ia sad. There never yet lived the woman who loved a man hecause he was a good clu.t and was efficient In the office; you I may not credit the llt&tement., 110 much the wone for you If yoa do not. But millions-yea, mlllloDa - names or thcs thousand girls were d manded, and thf' judge refused to give th m, stating that their whol future thus would be blighted, and that no on who de~ired to reform would have an opportunity. He declared hlmselt perfectly willing to give the names or professional a hort ion-ists to the grand jury, deeming tlwm the real culprits in the case. These are the ones the.t rom , within the palp or the law, first, and they should suffpr as cxtrem<' penalties as the law permits. Judge Linsry is right in principle, that all el'fort should be made to sav rather than to stigmatize and to pun-ish. Th theory, of cours •, will not work out as dPslred in all cases. C<'rtainly, t hert' needs to b n lot of cl aning up, and a good many parents in DPnver wake up to the Immoral con-duct of their sons and daughters, nnd a cl<'nn-up anywhere along the line, such as public schools, dance halls, moving picture thNtt rs, and verythlng els<' that may need o.ny alt ntion as having b n contributory in any dP!!,rce to the loose moral~:~. We used to say that something wa!l rotten in Denmark. Judg Linsey says it is D nv r. Other clticR have not spok n. P rhapg things are b tt r ls where-nerha ps not. It is hard to b l!cve, however, that the more.lR as set forth by Judge Linsey are typical. His purpos to save those who have gone astray is but an application o! the high Chris-tian ideals set forth during his membership of the First United Brethren church at Denver, and which he himself personally has espoused. 4 • · i3 ,1q., · LOVE for rri d n ( o n) . Wb7 re Married len So ~ttrnNh· j_To Glrb DorothyDix Girls Fall for Married Men Because They Are Out of R each and Because a Hidden Love A dventure Seems More iR om antic T h.an an Honest C ourtsh.ip man want!! to know why married men h ve euch a. !M<'lnatlon for girls, nnd '\\her In a benedict's wooinc ditrer trom that of a l•n c-hrlor, The ftn~t P rt or thl! double-banelrd question was answered by l•)vo In the Garden of FAI'In, and every girl take a!ter her greatl!l'lt .rrrandmother. ;Ma.r­riNl men are torbld!len fruit., and that alone whetl! the appetite of th fool! h little ~;ve­lyn! tor them, and m es thorn tmmonplace old way, and I < lollli(!S h 1 t)l , But th n•al r a on that the married n1an lA a devil among \1 nmen Is ju t the sam ot.t rea~on that made l'~vc listen to the s rpent. DOitOTHY DL-. TOWN OF ::::ITY, NORTH CAROLINA I TRIGUE. "He readed ... his return home. . . Had it been possible he woul have cancellea the past forty-eight hours; but ee was forced to admit to himself that he as not invaded by a very lively sense of guilt. He made a conventional effort to see his act in the light of a grave fault-- whatever was attached to the charge of adultery-­but it failed before the conviction that the whole thing a sad. His sorro e for Savina •.• There had been no suggestion of

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