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Show Women With Too Much Money. IF MONEY, as wise men declare, is the root of all evil, then the devil may have been the first banker. But he was other than the evil one related to the temptation in Eden, for there is no record that Eve carried either purse or script during her life upon earth. For that matter, her descendants for centuries cultivated the land, raised flocks and exchanged produce among themselves without ever seeing the color of a coin. Our first recollection of money seems to come with the visit of the Queen of Sheba to King Solomon, because we cannot disassociate the idea of money from the lavish bestowal of gifts recorded, re-corded, together with their value in coin. These gifts may have enriched the temple of Jerusalem, and nerhaus such intention was in the queen's mind when she brought them to Solomon. Did the queen of Sheba live in Christ's time and under the New Law, she would have been admonished to sell these gifts and give the proceeds to the poor. As it was, she acted only as other rich women do in modern times, who take queer notions about the disposition dis-position of their wealth. The other woman of note in ancient times with too much wealth was Cleoputra. If what she spent in order to dazzle the vision of that infatuated Roman, Marc Antony, was used in the purchase of corn, it would have tided over one of those Egyptian famines we read about. It's a long step from Egypt to Chicago Chi-cago and from Cleopatra to one of the rich women of the empire city of inland in-land America. But we are writing about the follies and foibles of women with too much money; so time and distance dis-tance cut no figure, since woman has been an enigma Bince the Creation and will ever remain the same. Now, concerning con-cerning this Chicago woman with too much money more than enough to dress herself, paint and powder herself, her-self, givet pink teas to other women and otherwise make it known that she is superior to those of her sex without money. The Chicago Tribune of recent date announced the formal opening of a "home for friendless dogs." The philanthropic phil-anthropic idea of providing a hospital for sick dogs originated in the brain of a woman with too much money, and her picture ornaments a page of the Tribune. It is announced in connection with the opening of the dog hospital and "home," that stray and homeless cats also will be cared for later on. No distinction of caste or pedigree will be observed in the selection Of canine or feline objects of Mrs. W.'s philanthropy. philan-thropy. The yellow cur will be welcomed wel-comed just as heartily as the spaniel, and the cat that makes night hideous will be cared for just as tenderly as the Maltese tabby brought up at the hearth. Sensible women with not so much money will ask themselves what kind of a heart beats Jn the bosom of this Mrs. W. Has she no love for children, no charity to bestow upon the aged and infirm poor? The chances are that she is not a mother the demands of modern society as well as the time necessary to bestow on her notions of philanthropy banishing all desire for and removing all inconvenience of ma-' ternity. The glory for Mrs. W., however, how-ever, in the eyes of society consists in this she has originated a new fad in "philanthropy" to take the place of the worn-out charity of endowing hospitals hos-pitals and asylums for human beings. Her "home" for dogs and cats is the talk of the town, her picture (in a decolette gown) appears in the great daily paper, and the interest she has excited brings other rich women to her aid as a board of directors In the dog and cat hospital- ' , If one should station himself at any of the draw bridges oyer the Chicago river before the hour of 7 in the morning morn-ing and watch the stream of humanity hurrying from alt plates in the west side on their, way to daily labor, among them children of tender years who work in stifling factories all day long for a mere pittance; if he should put in a day's travel in some of the wretched streets lined with worse tenements in that'great city, where crime and poverty pover-ty jostle each other and hunger tempts many to steal; where virtue is bartered for bread and lives worn out enduring the horrors of a living death; would it be strange that, after seeing all this and almost feeling all this, he would rebel against a condition which made the many so very, very poor, and the few so very, very rich? Could he stifle the resentment naturally arising when he beholds on one side a "home" for dogs and cats and on the other a crippled crip-pled beggar without a place to sleep? Is it any wonder that the Johann Mosts and the Emma Goldsmiths exhort ex-hort the rabble to anarchy and urge the justice of plundering the rich, when they can point to women like this Mrs. W. and her "home" for dogs and cats! Thank God that our holy religion is strong enough to dissuade Catholic women wo-men of wealth from such sacrileges to humanity as the one above cited In the many foolish, but expensive, fads transpiring in society and daily told in the newspapers, the names of Catholic Cath-olic ladies are rare They are admonished admon-ished to avoid them. Their time is occupied oc-cupied with the duties of maternity. When they are blessed with too much money, part of it goes to God's poor. This is the command of the church. This is the command of Him who founded the church. The moral of this story lies in this that while woman as "woman remains an enigma, some are found who can handle and spend money more prudently pru-dently than men. But the rule holds good that few women endowed with wealth make a proper use of it; therefore, there-fore, they should be deprived of all but enough to buy their board and clothes. This should content them, so long as they do not work and earn it. Were this rule to be carried out, iri-Ktosirl iri-Ktosirl nf a hnKnitnl for doers and cats we would find a home for crippled beggars. |