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Show THE LITTLE THINGS SMALL COURTESIES WOMEN LIKE AND EXPECT rnOM MEN. About All That Is Left for the Sterner Sex to Do, the Rest May Safely Bo Left to Womankind. Woman-kind. Tho woman said chivalry was iload. Tho man acquiesced and Bald it was all tho fault of women themselves. "You boo," ho wont on, "you women wom-en havo hecomo so Independent that there Is little left for men to do for you. You can do nlmost everything for yourself nowadays, and wo havo been forced Into tho position of standing stand-ing ono side and watching you. There's hardly a thing 1 can do for you but what you can do for yourself, your-self, and I feel absolutely foolish offering of-fering to do things. For Instance, what Is the uso of mo helping you oft and on n car when you golf, bowl, walk miles and, In fact, arc moro athletic ath-letic than I am? It's really presumptuous presump-tuous of mo to think of offering my aid. "Why slmuUl I rush to tako you to tho theater when you run Into a mat-Inco mat-Inco whenever you feel like It? I enn-not enn-not ovon order n dinner better than ,.vou can. You nro so used to ordering when you aro on a shopping trip or nro delayed downtown for sohio reason, rea-son, that' my menu would not bo so good as yours. Why should I pre-sotno pre-sotno to hustle to hall a hamlsom when you hnvo dono It 100 times yourself your-self and do It hotter and moro gracefully grace-fully than 1 do? Why should I brow, beat tho conductor who gnvo you a bad nickel In change whon I'vo heard you tell again and again how you had given bucIi Individuals n pleco of your mind on similar occasions? "Why should I over suppose you nro pleased to got (lowers from mo when you proudly boast that you earn money enough to buy your own flowers flow-ers whenever you feel llko It? Then there's tho matter of confectionery. You discover tho now candles tho mln-uto mln-uto they pro on tho market and buy a sample before I havo got wind that there Is anything new. "Time was whon a young girl nover went driving unless n young man took her. Now you go out to a livery stablo and hlro a rig whenever jou havo tho deslro to tako a llttlo spin, nnd, of course. 1 feel that I'm offering yon something very tamo If I ask you to go driving. You oven automobile, so thoro's no pleasure In asking you out In a machine. I cn't even offer you now books to read,, for ten chances to ono you get hold of thorn before I do. "So what Is thero loft for tho men to do! You women yourselves havo shown us how unccossary certain llttlo llt-tlo attentions are, so wo naturally havo shrunk from offering them." Just then tho woman dropped her handkerchief, and tho man stooped to pick It up. "Thnt's whnt you can do," she said. "Those llttlo things Hint show you aro thoughtful and conslderato, and wo'll rcndlly forglvo you for not doing tho big things which you say all we women wom-en can do for ourselves." Mrs. Julia Ward Howe's Joke. Despite her udvanced years (sho recently celebrated tho eighty-seventh anniversary of her birth In her chnrmlng homo In Hoston, surround-cr surround-cr by her children nnd friends), Mrs. Julia Ward Howo retains her aptltudo for tho making of clover phrases. A few days ago, on her return from I3al-tlmoro, I3al-tlmoro, when sho had beon recuperating recuper-ating from a slight Illness, Mrs. Howe wns driven through ono of tho side streets of Boston with friends, and passed tho charltablo eye and ear infirmary. That Institution docs much good, and no ono knows It bettor bet-tor than Mis. Howo. Hut as sho looked at tho bnlldlng and slowly road tho name, she said, without tho shadow of a smllo: "I don't see tho good of that placo." "Why, what do you mean?" asked a friend. In astonishment." aston-ishment." "This,;' said Mrs. Howp: "I did not know thero was a charitable char-itable eyo or ear' In lloston; so what Is the uso of an Infirmary for them?" Though sho had lived all her life In lloston, Mrs. Howo never hnd lost sight of tho peculiar characteristics of the residents of tho Hub. |