| Show Es TO THINK ABOUT OW ay as F A WALKER LACK OF COURTESY EING in a reminiscent mood the B BEING courtly old gentleman smiled pleasantly gazed meditatively through hla his oxford glasses upon his friends and spoke to them in a sorrowful manner upon the general lack of courtesy it appears to me he be said that the fine considerate deportment of other days to Is gradually disappearing particularly among the rising generation whether this Is due to our present mode of living our feverish chase of the golden eagle our disregard of the feelings of others or a voluntary willingness to forego those niceties of milliner manners which mark the difference between the well bred and the boer I 1 do not know however be that as it may if you will look around you you will observe that we aro are becoming vastly more selfish and absorbed in our own comforts and affairs than we were even ten or fifteen years ago As we move along the streets or apfl anis ss through the aisles of crowded places of amusement and bump into others few of us indeed take the trouble to make apology or even notice the deplorable breach of common etiquette we go about with sternly set faces as if we were carrying a chip on our shoulders ready to fight at the drop of a hat struggling all the while to crowd others out of line at the ticket offices or to get a seat in the public conveyances irrespective of matheri irs with children or elderly persons who stir slowly because of the natural in firmi ties of age the tired workman the worn out shop girls the lamo lame and the half balf blind are all pushed aside ruthlessly in our habitual haste and forgetfulness of the golden pule as we scurry pell mell in pur pursuit stilt of our own temporary comfort or the attainment of our sel selfish fial purposes we rise no more to the honry hoary head but continue to enjoy our book or paper while he on she of the hoary lucks locks Is frequently scowled upon as though we wished to make it plain that lie he or she should stay at home perhaps all these gross besles are the aftermath of the world war or perchance we are changing and reverting to the brute type said the old gentleman as lie he discontinued hla his talk bile and drummed dreamily with his slim fingers on tile the it library table A by Ift mcclure Clure newspaper syndicate |
