Beauty Beware!

 

August 1911 Delineator, clothes for school girls. Caption: the long vacation should help school girls grow tall and rosy. Pretty dresses and trim outing costumes help towards the fun and exercises which they need. The dress on the right is a semi-princess for a small woman. “The model looks extremely well-developed in a foulard, round or sailor collar and cuffs. A feature of the waist (blouse) is the kimono sleeve.

In Threshold Girl  I have Flora Nicholson peruse this very edition of the Delineator magazine. (Indeed, the cover is the cover of my ebook.) I have lots of nice colour plates in the book from various era Delineators.

This is the page that would have caught her attention: She was 18 in 1911, but a small,thin 18. In those days they tried to make thin 18 year olds look bigger. Today, the ideal woman (see Kate Middleton) is so thin she can blow away.

The ideal woman. She is a problem!

A couple of days ago my husband, on vacation, was watching Dr. Oz. He likes the show. But Oz was promoting some silly sounding method to instantly reprogram people (ie, women, his audience) out of their bad habits.

He brought a young woman out. Her problem, she wasn’t happy with her looks, her nose, her mouth, her skin, whatever. She was a plain woman.

I turned to my husband, “This woman isn’t happy with her looks because she has been bombarded with media images since birth saying her features are NOT the ideal! That’s NOT gonna go a way in five minutes. If if did, the stock market would crash. More than it has, anyway.”

I write this because the picture above features ‘models’ all with a certain round type of face. A few months later, Flora, who is not a pretty girl, writes home from college about a girl at school who is ‘one of those dolly face girls who pretends to be “so terribly nervous.” Dolly-faced girls were ‘in’ I guess.

This woman is popular and has stolen Flora’s roommate’s affections.

The Nicholson women were not brought up to be nervous, although they were somewhat  vain. Even the Mom, who was a beauty in her day from the early picture I have of her, but in the 1860′s and 70′s, young women were not bombarded with consumer-age images. That was only starting in 1900, for the middle class and only in these fashion magazines.

Beauty was considered dangerous by some people, mostly religious types.  ”Beware Beauty” advises the 1896 sex hygiene book, Light in Dark Corners.

I put that bit about Beauty in Biology and Ambition about Flora’s sister Marion, who was very popular with boys and girls, although not a classic beauty, just a charismatic girl. No shrinking violet she….no nervous Nellie.  I guess women in the era were taught that men liked ‘frail’ women but all evidence in Marion’s diaries proves quite the opposite. No one was more boffo than Marion Nicholson, who rose to be a Union Leader. (And even after that the men liked her.)

All this brings to mind an incident I heard of a few months ago. I was visiting a relation whose daughter was away at college in California. Her daughter was checking out sororities. She phoned her mother to say she was introduced, or whatever, at a certain sorority but she knew she wouldn’t get in. All the girls were beautiful.

“And your daughter isn’t beautiful? ” I asked.

“Not in the right way, ” my relation answered. Not tall, skinny and blond.

You see her daughter is a classic Egyptian or Middle eastern beauty. Indeed, when they visited the Louvre a year or so earlier, the Mom and Daughter went around comparing her to the statues there.

A goddess. But not the right kind of goddess!

Take about Dolly type of beauties. Barbie really has become the ideal. And Barbie doesn’t exist outside of Copenhagen. Not even in the suburbs of Copenhagen, because there you get Danish peasant stock, or so my sister in law (a Dane) told me.  Well, actually the modern ideal is not Danish, because most of  the modern (American) actresses and Kate Middleton are flat chested, pencil thin, modern day garconnes.

I recall a line from the bizarre satire 30 Rock, where most of the women except the protagonist are ideal women, blond pencil thin.  What’s her name, Jenna Maroney, the crazy blond lead actress with the preteen body, asks Liz Lemon if they can hire a big woman to stand behind her so she looks more tiny and vulnerable.

30 Rock satirizes society’s ideal woman while featuring loads of said woman – along with a lot of homely fat men. Kind of cake and eat it too…Like the very popular stage play Everywoman, Flora and sisters go to see in 1911, that proselytizes against female narcissism using gorgeous young actresses in pretty form fitting costumes.

Ok, to the other dresses. The first one on the right anyway: The top is a waist for a small women, resembling a Norfolk jacket . Applied straps, simulating box plaits, conceal the side seams front and back. The waist closes in double breasted style and is particularly smart when worn over a skirt with a patent leather belt. Linen, poplin, duck and serge are used extensively for the design and the cuffs and broad sailor collar are generally made of a contrasting material.

A neckband for wear with different high collars is rather better for the regular shirt waist style, that is usually made with full length sleeves.

If you are going to read any of my three books about the Nicholsons in 1911, you had better get it in your head what a ‘waist’ is. The women are always writing about them. Waists or shirtwaists are blouses or blouses in a male shirt style.

In the 1910 era, as young women went off to work in the big city, they adopted male dress habits (on top, not below, which was illegal…hence harem pants, ah, skirts) like shirts and ties!! and then they fancied them up!! Below, from the same magazine a ‘mannish’ shirtwaist.  I have no pictures of Marion or Flora in working women garb, but I do have a couple of Edith, so that’s good enough.

Edith, second top. In her Mannish Shirtwaist, 1911 era. Right in style, because she liked to be fashionable to her dying days. The Nicholsons made their own waists.. and wrote about it a lot.

Love of Love and Luxury, pitfalls of young women in the city.

I am in the process of writing Biology and Ambition, the story of Marion Nicholson’s life as a teacher in 1908-1913 Montreal, the follow up to Threshold Girl about her younger sister Flora and Diary of a Confirmed Spinster about her older sister Flora.

In September 1912 Flora writes home that she has seen Everywoman at the Princess and been enchanted. Is is the best thing she has ever seen. Everywoman is a popular ‘morality’play making the rounds: it is a cake and eat it too morality play, preaching about the dangers of youth and beauty, while featuring many beautiful young actresses in gorgeous clingy clothing to gawk at. A reviewer in the New York Times pointed this out.

It is a play aimed squarely at young women like Flora Nicholson, working in the City.

It was made into a 1919 movie and then the story fell into obscurity, unlike say Peter Pan or the Wizard of Oz and other era books that have lived on through the century in many incarnations.

The theme of this play, where a young Everywoman decides to become an actress and becomes seduced by the bright lights of the city, all its pleasures, including shallow men who use her, has of course lived on in many incarnations. Everywoman is a veiled warning about falling into prostitution, actresses being about one step above that. This is the age of the social evil, after all. Many people blamed the love of luxury for luring women into prostitution.

Biology and Ambition, unlike the earlier two parts of this digital trilogy to be called School Marms and Suffragettes as a complete book, is really a composite of letters, and era information. I believe I am going to put bits of  Everywoman in the story. I assume it is public domain.

Beauty, Youth conspire to undermine a young woman’s future happiness in Everywoman. Actresses loved playing in this play. Adele Blood, ‘”the most beautiful blond on the stage’ portrayed Beauty in the Montreal Production.

Everywoman warned of the pleasures of the city to young women who were experiencing the pleasures of the city, many for the first time. The play went out of favour unlike say, Pygmalion, written in 1912 for reasons pretty evident. The play contained pleasant enough poetry(and musical numbers too)  but how can a person preach against narcissism in a day and age where female narcissism is beginning to propel the economy, thanks to all the jobs available in the city for women.

Politics, Education and Quebec

 

Education in Quebec is getting worldwide attention these days, and many would say ‘negative’ attention, although not all. Line Beauchamp, the Education Minister resigned yesterday over the issue and the Charest government is struggling with how to deal with the politically charged protests.

 

But I’m living in the past, 100 years ago, when it cost money to go to school, elementary and high school, let alone college and when the issue in education in the Protestant sector was “the Jewish Question.”

 

I am writing Biology and Ambition, about Marion Nicholson a teacher in Montreal in 1909-1913, the follow up the Threshold Girl (about her younger sister Flora in 1911/12 when she attended Macdonald Teachers College) and available on free ebook, and Diary of a Confirmed Spinster, about her older sister Edith, who was a teacher at French Methodist in Westmount in the same era.

 

The ebooks are based on real letters, but I am weaving into them political issues. Marion’s political issue is this Jewish Question and I have been reading up.

 

In 1909, an MLA, Mr. Finnie, introduced a bill in the Provincial Legislature, allowing for the Directors of the Protestant Board of Education to be elected rather than appointed.
In those days most of the Board Members were clergyman. (It is always said the Catholic Church had too much power in Quebec in the old days(keeping the people down) but so did the Protestant Clergy. The difference being the Protestant Clergy promoted education, as their constituency was more elite.)

 

There is a heated debate and a Commissioner, Dr. Barclay slurs the Jews and has to backtrack a bit. Also P Mackenzie, the member for Richmond ( and a ‘friend’ of the Nicholsons) seems to argue against the bill.  Finnie and his supporters say that the Board has to have more businessmen. Most Board Members are Clergymen. He brings up to recent fires in Montreal Schools (one in Marion’s Royal Arthur in 1909 and one other one where a teacher and some students died.)

 

It is a private members bill and is quashed early on. Those for the bill, Finnie and others, claim that the clergyman are just trying to save their good jobs.

 

But during that period, apparently, a lot of fear mongering happens, saying that Jews will take over the Board and change the Christian character (at least two schools in Montreal are overwhelmingly filled with Jewish students.) And that Jewish teachers will be allowed to teach and they too will start preaching their religion in the schools. (The Canadian Jewish News reminds people that Jews don’t proselytize like the Protestants do.)

 

Anyway, by 1913, Jewish Teachers are allowed to teach. The Board has consulted its lawyers (Greenshields!) and they said it is legal as long as Jewish Teachers don’t teach Bible Class.

(From Images Montreal)

The New Royal Arthur, Canning and Workman in Ste. Cunegonde or Little Burgundy. The school was built in in the 1860′s, but partially burnt in 1909, when Marion was a teacher, but in January when empty. Her mother remarks, ” I read about the fire. Is that your school? It is so lucky school was out.”

 

A Dr. Scrimger is all for it. He is a preacher very familiar to the Nicholsons. He preaches at Macdonald when Flora is there and she remarks upon it to her father.

 

I see by reading the papers that the Jewish Question of Representation on the Board was still going strong in 1965 when I was at school.

 

Anyway, this story will be edited into Marion’s actual letters. She doesn’t mention it. Oddly, none of the 1909 letters I have mention the typhoid epidemic either. It killed people in Westmount and Ste. Cuengonde, so both Edith and Marion must have been aware. I’ll have to add something about that. My play Milk and Water (taking place in Montreal in 1927) covers that issue well.

 

Another thing Marion didn’t talk about directly in letters was about the classroom. I guess that was confidential. Too bad, I’d like to know what went on.

 

The only time in a letter she remarks on students is in 1906, her first job, as a summer teacher in a town in the ET. She says she has two new students, the dirtiest people she ever saw and both dunces. She names them and asks her Dad if he knows the family. Beginner’s mistake, I guess.

 

I will put the letter in the book, changing the names and place. It speaks to why teachers didn’t want to work in rural schools.

 

In the same letter she mentions she is bored to death because there is nothing to do and she asks Mom to send some needlework, ‘fancywork.’

 

When she starts work in a city school, there’s no  time for such things. 50 children. And plenty of outside distractions, like Dominion Park and the Nickelodeon!

Husband hunting 1910

Sophia Nicholson, Norman’s niece gets married in October 1912.

I don’t know her story, but she visited Richmond area in July 1911 before going out West. She visited Tighsolas twice, ‘but did not take off her hat’ despite being asked to spend the night.

(Interesting! She must have stayed a while, not a few minutes I gather. So if in those days you came for say, tea,you kept your hat on. Was this because putting on a hat was not an easy thing? Or fixing up the hair once the hat was taken off was not an easy thing.)

Her Father Gilbert and Brother were in Edmonton already. Gilbert is widowed, so likely Sophia was raised with someone else and just then rejoined the family.

And then she goes out West and within a year is married.

This is not an invitation,only an announcement. Maybe Gilbert was afraid the Nicholsons, who were having money issues, would descend on him and stay. His brother Norman often asked him to if he should go West and Gilbert said NO, This is Young Man’s Country.

 

Marion Watters marriage announcement, 1914. She is often mentioned my books, especially Threshold Girl but also in Diary of a Confirmed Spinster (about to be posted) and Biology and Ambition, Marion Nicholson’s story, being written.

In 1912/13, Mae lives with Flora and Marion on Hutchison in the great experiment. She has another boyfriend named Minty. Edith calls her ‘a great flirt.’ Well, it worked and Edith never married.

All this goes to show is that the two years Marion and Hugh waited to get married was a long period.

There were reasons. Firstly, Hugh was seeing another woman in May 1911, when he meet Marion. I know because he blew her off in a letter in September. He told her they had ‘no understanding’ and he only thought of her as ‘a very good friend.’

 

Letter from Donald Nicholson of Lingwick to Norman Nicholson “Bark Dealer” in 1893. “Sorry they are so poorly at Gilbert’s.” May be when wife died.  Beautiful handwriting for a man.

Love and Marriage, Consent and Dowry

Marriage place settings.  Marion Nicholson Hugh Blair 1913. Home-made and on the cheap.

I’ve completed my draft of Diary of a Confirmed Spinster the follow up to Threshold Girl.

It has to be typed and put into pdf.

As I turn to Marion’s Story, I have marriage on my mind, 1910 marriage.

It’s still considered cute today, on sitcoms at least, for men to ask the father of their intended for his consent to a marriage.

I’ve only heard of one or two real life people who did that.

I think Wolowitz did it on Big Bang. He got married to Bernadette yesterday. Not a bad episode, the wedding on the roof with Google Earth was cute. (It’s hard to write an original marriage scene and that was fairly original.)

But I think I’ve figured out what a father’s consent meant, at least in Canada in 1910, at least for the middle class. It meant the father would give money, a dowry, set the young couple up.

So when a father didn’t give his consent, it didn’t mean he didn’t like the guy or want the daughter to marry, it meant he couldn’t afford it.

This reality is at the heart of my story Diary of a Confirmed Spinster. Norman Nicholson, Edith’s father would not even comment on her favorite, even when introduced to him. So in the book I have her beloved, Charlie, go to extremes to make money for marriage – and get killed. In real life he died in a fire at at Hotel in Cornwall, the Rossmore. His body was never identified.

As for Marion, well, she gets engaged in May 1913, a decision made only by the couple, although she has indeed ‘asked’ her father for his opinion of her intended earlier in October 1912.

In June 1913 Edith writes to her Mother, saying she wishes father would write and give his FULL CONSENT as Marion has to tell her principal whether she wants her teaching job back the next year. And Hugh, her fiance, wants to start looking for a house.

Norman does write to Marion a long letter saying “He doesn’t know what to say as he is dead broke.”

Norman and Marion’s fiance, Hugh Blair, come to some agreement and I have a letter from Hugh saying he as received whatever  and thank you. (In letters, if someone is thanking someone for money, it is never spelled out. Thank you for ‘the favour’ of the 12th instant.)

Hugh also asks for something from his own father (not sure what) and the father writes a jolly letter back but never mentioning Marion or the marriage.

Hugh’s parents do not attend the wedding in October in Richmond.

I also have a marriage contract, drawn up in Richmond a few days before the wedding, saying that Marion brings nothing to the marriage but her clothes and wedding presents.

So if she leaves Hugh, he keeps the furniture.

In 1910 In Canada, marriage was still a financial contract, although like Marion and Hugh, couples in love could get married without consent and suffer the consequences. Hugh had to go out into business on his own as a lumber merchant. He got shut out the family business, for a while at least.

The ideal marriage is where a man with prospects and education, although perhaps no money of his own, married a woman whose dowry could set him up in life and business. My own grandfather married 1901 was an example. He was Jules Crepeau and Assistant City Clerk in Montreal in 1901. He married the daughter of a master butcher, who brought if my mother is correct, 40,000 to the marriage. (Hard to believe, although Master Butchers were prominent citizens. The woman he married also had prominent connections, a Monsigneur and such.)

So what if they spent their marriage throwing crockery at each other.

Hugh and Edith

From what I see the Nicholson marriage was on the cheap. 6.65 for a cake and a few dollars for material and new shoes for outfits from Hudon’s.

Love and Marriage Dear Sir, I wish to consult you on a subject that deeply interests me while it indirectly concerns you and I hope that my presentation of the matter will meet with your approval. For sometime past your daughter Marion and I have been on intimate terms of friendship which has developed into affection on my part, and I have reason to believe my intentions are not indifferent to her, so I would therefore request your consent to our marriage. Yours sincerely, Hugh Christian Blair (PIC BELOW: Marion draws her ring!)

Start of School 1909 and 1910

Dominion Park, postcard, colourized. The woman looking at the camera looks like Marion! Similar white dress!

This is one of my favorite letters from the Nicholson stash. Margaret is talking about being forced to buy a big hat…Hats were getting big in 1909. But the latest fashions are worn by young women. Trouble is, in towns like Richmond, in 1910, young women (like Edith and Marion) were moving to Montreal and buying their big fashionable hats at stores like Ogilvy. So the local town milliner had to push her hats on reluctant older buyers. (Seems that way.)

Anyway, Edith spends TWO days ironing to get ready for her work at Ecole Westmount Methodiste.

She starts later than Marion, who works on the Montreal board. I was just writing a scene for September 1909, when both Marion and Edith start jobs in the big bad city, and Marion has already gone in and visited Dominion Park.

Margaret warns her not to see Pauline. Pauline is a hypnotist.

Edith tells her mom that she has no interest in going to Dominion Park, but Marion had to go because their brother Herb has gone many times and told them all about it and Marion is not to be outdone.

Dominion Park was a thrill park opened in 1904 in the East End of Montreal. It had a fun house, an exhibit re=enacting the recent San Francisco quake and famously, the Infant Incubator exhibit, with real babies on display and nurses taking care of them. Shades of things to come with the Dionne Quintuplets.

October 2, 1909 Dear Marion, I had a letter today from Father written from the Queen’s. You saw his new suit, do you like it. He says it is all right. Also said he met Edith at the train. He did not say he met Charlie G. Of course, that is their last flirtation as he is going to Mexico. Grandma is here and we are not entirely alone but we feel lonesome. Father said you were well. You have got over your cold. I am glad that you are out of the church. Today we had Mr. Ross of Montreal as it was our Anniversary Service. Tomorrow we have our usual supper and entertainment. After seeing E off I went to Miss Hudon’s to cancel the order I had for a hat. She had already trimmed it, she did not wait for some trimming I was bringing. I think the hat too large. It would look well on you. Still, Mrs. Montgomery thinks it is becoming to me so I shall have to wear it. I met Edith McCourt at the church door with an immense black one on so I told her to come and sit with me. Mine would not look so large. So she did. So I guess it was all right. I don’t know whether Healy could see the Minister or not. We had a grand sermon, so I forgot about the size of my hat. I heard an old story that suited me about an old Scotch man who had two sons Jamie and Willie. Jamie went away from home to earn his living. The old man was praying that Jamie might be kept from all danger, sickness and evil temptations. But he said, don’t bother your head about Willie. I’ll keep him straight. I was telling them, that was like me, always worrying about the absent ones. Edith went away being tired. Just as you did, she ironed for two days. Have you heard from Herb? Write soon, Your loving mother, Margaret

Supper, Lunch, Dinner and Tea! Oh My!

Suffragette parade 1913. Still wearing big hats.

The third series of Upstairs Downstairs arrived, tossed onto my driveway yesterday and I watched 4 episodes, as I continue to research Flo in the City.

This series starts in April 1912, for Mrs. Bellamy goes down with the Titanic. Plunk in the middle of the Tighsolas era!

Like in Downton Abbey, the hats shown are smaller and more restrained. So I went online and saw that average women, like the suffragettes, were still wearing big hats in 1913. And so was Queen Alexandra. But smaller hats were making an appearance.

In the first scene of the first episode, Mrs. Bellamy is having tea and the writers go out of the way to ‘explain’ what tea is, the drink with a pastry of some sort, crumpets or buttered cakes. Something to hold you to the late evening formal meal.

Breakfast, dinner supper tea.. it all gets a bit confusing.

I searched for every mention of ‘tea’ in the Nicholson letters, and can confirm that ‘tea’ meant the late day meal. “I had dinner at Mr. Cleveland’s and also stayed for tea.”

This was the general gist.

So dinner for the Nicholsons is what we call “lunch.”

Tea was what we called in my family “Supper” since we no longer take late evening meals like on the Continent.

Supper is mentioned occasionally in the letters, rarely actually. Herb uses it to mean “tea”…late afternoon early evening meal, around six o’clock.

Marion uses it to mean LATE meal.. I went to dance and we had a supper.

I think that’s how it is.

With most men, heads of the family, coming home at 6, that’s when people in North America started having ‘suppers’ and not teas, at that time.

In my home, it was breakfast, lunch and supper. I only recently learned that ‘dinner’ is supposed to mean the main meal of the day, whenever it is.

With all the modern conveniences, women could prepare suppers by 6.

It is clear in Upstairs Downstairs that the servants had long days. They cooked, served and cleaned up the late meal, the dinner, and then ate a meal for themselves. Luncheon meant a formal mid day meal.

Anyway, this series of Upstairs Downstairs introduces a middle class character, Hazel, a secretary, and she causes a stir…upsets the apple cart, so to speak.

Neither downstairs or upstairs respects her, except as a secretary, as they don’t know where she fits in. James woos here and she gets the blame.

Since James Bellamy marries her, the rest of the series deals with this.

Hazel’s middle class mother isn’t impressed. As Richard Bellamy says, the Middle Class is more prudish than the Upper. And my letters prove it.

Lunch is mentioned only a few times in theNicholson letters and refers to a midday meal. Lunch at the Windsor.

Hmm. I looked online for definitions of lunch, dinner, supper and tea ..and in England it is claimed that people who have breakfast, dinner and tea, like the Nicholsons, as their three daily meals, are almost certainly working class in origin.

A supper is an ‘informal’ late day meal, by one definition. In our house it was the BIG late meal, but at six when Dad came home. A la American. Dinner is really supposed to be a formal meal at night… in England.

In NA it’s the BIG meal of the day, whenever.

It’s easy to see all the confusion over the title of meals, reflecting the changing social life, work life, and eating habits over the century and the difference between UK and N A society.

In this environment, if Queen E extends youan invitation to ‘dinner’ might prove very embarrassing when you show up at the wrong time. But then your social secretary should help you avoid any confusion.

The Helpful Husband 1910

Detail of picture with 120 people, picture of teachers at Lachute Summer Teachers’ School, Edith between two women in dark dresses. School Inspector Rothney, the man who helped Flora get into Macdonald in 1911 is in the picture with a Mr. Parmelee, a well known Quebec educator.

I suspect that this picture contains a representative sample of the middle class in the Eastern Townships of that Era.

I found this description of a helpful husband in an 1910 Pictorial Review. Apparently, they had a contest and asked readers to write in and the best submissions won prizes. This submission, from West Virginia won third prize. Odd, but all the submissions seem to be written in the same style, with only a twist of format. Hmm. And if this is a true account, I have to ask, is this husband indeed so perfect, or is the wife merely focusing on his good points? Maybe that is the secret of a successful marriage. Of course it is!

Now, the other submissions described men who actually helped with the housework, doing dishes and dressing baby. But this helpful husband doesn’t actually do any work, he merely is considerate. )This would be just like Norman Nicholson, of Flo in the City, my novel in progress about a girl coming of age in the 1908-1913 era based on the letters of http://www.tighsolas.ca/) who constantly praised his wife, but did no housework. That was Margaret’s domain.

“I am a Northern girl and my husband is from the South , so our ways of doing things and so many of or ideas about things are entirely different. I believe my husband is most helpful to me by always being good natured and taking things as they come. The coffee can be ever so strong, bread burned ever so badly, I am always made comfortable by “Oh, never mind that.”

When he invites friends to our home for any meal he always telephones me they are coming, giving me plenty of time to prepare things. During the summer months, he insists that I get no hot meals at night, and is willing to do with as little cooking as can be done to exist, that I may be comfortable.

Before our boy came, I wondered what home life would become, knowing how hard some men make everything for their wives in bringing up the children. I can say truthfully, I didn’t dream any man could be so nice in regard to them. We live within seven miles of his parents, and knowing how hard the trips are for me, no matter how badly he wants me to go home, some excuse is almost always made to them. I have to go few times.

Without his care and help I would be physically far from well. During the night season he is the one who gets up to bring baby to me and Sunday afternoon and some evenings of the week, he cares for baby, anxious that I might get outdoors and from the cares of home.

I have been blessed in another way where so many women are made miserable. In regard to money matters I have been made to feel that the money made by him is as much mine as his.

Knowing that I like pretty clothes, he is always anxious to have me get just as much as he can afford, and doesn’t fail to admire the pretty things.

I am very fond of reading,and not having time, my helper reads to me in the evenings while I sew.

He doesn’t forget that a woman still needs a sweetheart’s attention, and remembers when away to bring some little gift to me.”

And I ask again: “HOW DID THE 50′s EVER HAPPEN?” That 60′s advertisment for instant coffee where the husband is upset because his wife makes a lousy cup of coffee?? Answer: it happened because articles like this were not printed in men’s magazines.