A year or two ago. the catelt phrase of the season was' "keeping up with the Jones's." If you bought an exciting new fur, if you embarked upon a series of entertainments, you were liable to be accused of "keeping up With the JJone's""—mythical grandes to shown money was no object.
The latest version of the phrase. has cropped up this spring in the States, It is "getting ahead of the Jones's." Ahead of them, mark, you, not merely up with them, but ahead! It makes one's brain reel, to think what, extremes of splendour we shall be forced to reach, what extravagances we shall be obliged to perpetrate. For Mrs. Jones is the modern arbiter of Fashion. In. her own sphere she is Destiny—a er-woman dominating her own ity or village as the master robot fof the fantastic German film do-
The Competitive In business the competitive spirit is natural enough. It is part of the restless barter of commerce. social life, this spirit is not nat LU go che better than my hours, the Jones's," is a feeling. alien to the finer instincts, a feeling at war with the best tradi of the home, Its adoption involves its adopters in perpetual strife, It frays their tempers, takes toll. of their health and good humour, The happiest' women are those wit.
to enter for the race, who 'A fig for the Jones adi unheedingly on their own way, Designed and drayon f the "North-China Daily News."
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