I sss Bellefonte, Pa., September 6, 1907. rm - CUDDLE TIME As the evening shadows gather, Then tis cuddle time, I know. When my baby, dressed for Dreamland, Comes a-romping to me so; Come and begs of me to hold him Oe my knees and *“rock-a, bye,” As the purpling sun sinks lower In the gleaming western sky. And he cuddles to me nearer, As the firelight soflly glows, And across the rasky portals Ghostly flickering shadows throws ; And two dimpled arms about me Are clapsed tighter for a kiss— Ah, was richer, rarer necklace Placed about one's neck than this? And I clasp and hold him closer, Little tousled heaa of gold, As he begs dad for a “tory” Whicha handred times I've told ; Begs to have me *‘tell it over''— Of the quaint Red Riding Hood, Or the bears—that happy family Living in the deep, dark wood. Soon the drooping, drooping lashes Cover up two eyes of brown, And the tousled head so golden On my breast sinks lower down ; Lower yet, till, deep in slumber, Cuddled close to me he lies, With the glory of the sunset In his sleeping, dreaming eyes, In his eyes, in whose rare luster, Shines the beauty of the dawn ; Till I know that into Dreamland My wee golden-head nas gone. Ah, the sweetness of the pleasure, Making life one golden rhyme, With a dimpled babe to fondle When it comethiCaddie Time! — Los Angeles Express, ACQUITTED. He was a little, thin, mildmaunered man, rather shy and diffident—not at all the criminal ty And yet for two years he Lad been fighting desperately for very life itself. There bad been three trials. Three times be bad sat through the heart- breaking, soul-wearying processes of the law, listening with ears strained and hands clenched to the endless testimonies and cross-examinations now paling at the ar- raigoment of the state’s attorney, then brightening with hope when his own coun- sel scored a point. He had fought inch by inch every segment of the circle of circum- stantial evidence that had hemmed him in | —fought doggedly, his shrinking diffidence forgotten, with his Scotch mother’s hard- headedvess and, withal, bis Irish father’s sanguine spirit. Aud iu between had been long days of lonely waiting, days spent in pacing his | cell until six steps and turn, six steps and | turn, bad become a purely automatic fune- | tion, days when bome had faded into the | past, and the future was an abyss into! which be dared not look. And now he was free! i When the door of the jail clanged be- bind bim he stood for a moment, blinking uncertainly in the sunlight. The mists of | two years’ semi darkuves< were in his brain, ! the sluggishoess of long inaction in his | veing, and his bands looked white and | trapsparent in the glare. Already the first | joy oy acquittal was over—the victory in | his fierce fight for-life had left him numb- | ed with reaction. And there was bitterness too. The | law stern, relentless, had left. him | bis life, though even that grudgingly, | but had taken everything else. What | little money he had saved had gone long : since for lawyers’ fees, His occopation | was gone; there had heen men in plenty to | take his place, men whose reputation | had never suffered the rarnish of a false | accusation. More than all, perhaps, his | pride was gone, the pride of an houorahle | man in himself and lus ambitions, i He had not expected his freedom until | the following day. aud there was no one to | meet him. It was rather a relief, this part | of it; be needed a little time to find him- | self. Quite at random, he turned to the | left aud walked slowly along the pavement | which skirted the jail. A man passin looked at him curiously, and he flushed. ‘I must look like a convict,’ he thought uneasily, and be tarned, self-conscious, into a more deserted street. The glare of the sun on the white pavements dazzled him; the roaring of the city confused him most of all; after the solitude of the last two years he was troubled hy the proxim- ity of his fellow-men. After a time these first sensations left him. He hegan to feel the soft breeze from the Sound; to notice the fresh green of the trees, and to wonder if the honey- suckle was blooming on the little hack porch at home. He had walked far hy this time,and bad recovered his equilibiram sufficiently to feel hungry. He got a lunch at a cheap restaurant, and found the coarse fare delicious. Then, fortified by a cap of hot coffee, he was in condition to think and plan. He took out his watch, the cheap silver affair which had ticked out its twenty-four endiess hours every day of that long two years, and looked at it. He would have time, he reflected, to look around a little for something to do. Maybe he would have good news to take home to Annie and little Edith. He bad his boots blacked at the next corner, and with something of his former spruceness he took a cross-town car. When be got off, near the old office, he was al- most hoyishly hopeful. He was innocent, he argued to himself, acquitted by a jury of his peers. Sinned against, not sinning. Sarely his years of faithful service would count for him now. The dingy entrance b he vllice build- ing was unchanged. He cou ve stoop- ed and kissed the dusty floor. There was a new elevator, he noticed. The ram- shackle gates had been by hand- some hronze ones, the cage was ornate with mirrors and plush. He could have em- braced the elevator hoy. ‘Well, George, how are you?’ he said with a smile—avod this little, middle-aged clerk’s emile was an illumination. “I'm prety well,”” said the boy con- strainedly. ‘‘How are you, Mr. Carter?” “I guess I'm ar well as could he ed,’ said Carter. ‘‘I’'m getting out now for a little exercise.” Bat the attempt at facetionsness fell flat, George's face remained uncomfortably un- sive, and Carter to feel the chill. He stepped off at office floor, and seus his name by a strange boy to the head of the firm. he walked anx- iounsly up and down, his eyes on the famil- iar pattern on the faded linolenm on the oor. It was some little time before Mr. Wil- K | me, Annie. cott came in. When be did be bad his bat in hie band, and Carter realized—it was an old ruse of Walcott, and be knew its import—that his familiar footing with ““the old man’’ was gone. “Well, Carter,”” be said, somewhat stifily, ‘1 congratulate you. You're out of that place at lass.” He had not offered bis baod, aod Carter pt no gdvauge. > "ny ‘Yes; I am to congratulated, e said, somewhat bitterly, “'if there is any room for congratulation where av innocent man bas been imprisoned for two years, separated from his family, and fioally uitted after spending ev dollar he in the world to save his miserghle life. Still,” be said, brightening, ‘‘my innocence is established, and I bave still my wile and child, Mr, Walcott.” “Come in again when I’m not so hasy, Carter I"” The other man was uncomfort- ably conecions that Carter's clear eyes saw throogh bis constraint. ‘‘I'd like to hear about it. Of courte the papers kept us , but—well, come in anyhow."”’ He turned to the door of his inner office, but pansed with his baod on the kuob. “Youn understood at the time, I believe, that Hitchins took your place when—wnen this thing occurred. He makes a very good credit man.” ‘“Yee, I understood.’ said Carter dully. ‘‘Mis. Carter well 2” ‘Very well, thank you.” As the door closed hehind Mr. Walcott’s imposing figure, Carter pat hie hair back nervously and put on his hat. Then, with- out waiting for the elevator, he stumbled blindly down the stairs. Twenty years of service, of long nights over the books with- out extra pay, of short vacations and clip- ped holidays, of hardly won promotion— and this was all ! Those years of whittling bad fitted him to a narrow groove, and now another peg had taken his place. That was all. He walked along the street, his head down, a pathetic droop to his thin should- ers, debating his next move, Nove of his friends were in a position to help him, and every fiber of him rebelled against going to a stranger witha ‘“*hard-lack’’ storys. He stopped, aud stood thinking, gazing ab- stractedly intoa shop window. When, after a time, it dawned on him that the window was full of dolls, he was beset by temptation, and succumbed. When he left the shop, be carried guiltily, under his arm, a paper-wrapped baby, dressed in gorgeous pink and impossible lace. And although bis small capital was diminished by the transaction, the little surprise for ‘‘Edy"’ lifted him from the deptbs, made bim remember that although his ‘‘trinmph- ant vindication’ was a triumph in name only, there were yet home, and wile, and child. He had his latch key in his hand a half dozen squares before hisstreet was reached. All those mounts in prison that small, flat key had been his ouly visible symbol of home ;and nov he was about to use it. He trembled quite noticeably as he went up the steps, and the key twisted in his impatient fingers. When as last the door was openand he was fairly in the little ball he could only call ‘Annie, Annie,” in a choking voice, and then, weak and overcome from the long strain, he dropped to the seat of the hall-rack and sobbed. Up-staire a childish voice called eagerly, | *‘Mother, mother, father’s home 1’ There was a whirlwind dash as Edith flang her- eelf at him, and a moment later his wife was crying happily on his shoulder. When the first wave of emotion was over, he still sat there, hisarm around the slight wom- an beside him, and Edith on his knee, while under his feet Chick, the fox terrier, kicked and squirmed in an ecstasy of joy. It was growing late, and it was not un- til the dusk of the little hall hid his face that he dared speak of the events of the day. When he did so, bis air of noncha- lance was #0 overdone that it at once at- tracted his wife's attention. *‘I stopped at the office on my way oat,” he said, twisting one of Edith's curls around his finger. ‘Things look about the same there. Haven't even got a new lino- leam in the outer office.” She drew a long breath. ject shie had feared to broach. “Did hesay anything ?"’ “Ob, yes. Asked about you ;said to same hack again when he wasn’t so rush. ed.” ' ‘John ! Was that all #” “Well, that's enough, isn’t it? You couldn’t expect them to do without a credit man for two years, to hold a situation for For one thing, they didn’t know whether I'd evern another posi- tion or not. Walcott’s all right. I guess there were no vacanicies,”’ ‘‘No vacancies !"" Her tone was bitter. ‘‘You give them twenty years of Youe lite, hall paid and overworked. Then, when, after being taken away, imprisoned, for no fault of yous ; made to fight for your very life, vou are acquitted. vindicat- ed, there are no vacancies ! Why don't they make a place for you ? They know you don’t know any business but theirs.” He winced a little. Then he slid Edith gently to the floor and rose. “We musn’t spoil the first day, Annie. We're all well, and we're together. Please God, there are good days coming.’ He made a carefu. toilet the next morn- ing, brushing his worn clothes and tying his black tie with unusnal nicety. He was quite hopeful as he started out, and turned at the corner to wave nt his wife. The neighbors looked out curiously from be- hind the curtains, but, perbaps owing toa mistaken sense of delicacy, none came ous to greet him., The very day that Riter, the cashier of the Walcott Company, Carter's only enem on earth, bad been found dead beside bh desk, his skull crushed in with a heavy office chair, there bad come to the little credit man an offer from the Simmons Company so advantageous that he had been sorely tempted. Afterward, atthe trial, his perturbation on that momentous day bod told inst bio, She office fore testi- ying un ngly to his changed demeanor before the body was found. . When the dying confession of the janitor of the building set bim free, Carter thought at once of the Simmons Company. It was uly Yet only about eight o'clock, and he coald scarcely hope to see the firm before nine. He went intoa barbershop, and It was a snh- leaned back comfortably as the white-cons- ed darkey lathered his The familiar odors of rum and eau de cologne were luxuries after his long seclusion, the tink- ling of the slot-machine music box was di- vine dled? to his ears. He looked better, more like himsell, as he pnt on his coat again and went ont. He did not have to wait long for Mr. Simmons. He came out in a moment, his hand genially extended, his whole manner breathing cordiality. “Iam glad to see you, Mr. Carter,”’ he said, as he shook bands. ‘Your imprison- ment has been a shamefal mistake, one of those errors that seem unavoidable in the course of the law, but that are pretty hard to bear. However,” he added jovially, before it was too late.” Carter sboddered. ‘I came to see you, Mr. Simmons, about a letter you sent me. Probably you re- member—" Simmons was more serions now. *“Yes, T remember it,’’ he said, dropping into a chair. ‘‘Sit down, Carter; you don’t peg Tag he me ago, and things bave cl - in the fires place, the only position in which you would be useful to us is as credit man; we can get clerks and bookkeepers for the asking, but good, conservative credit men are rare.” Carter brightened perceptibly. ‘‘But,’’ went on Mr. Simmons, ‘‘we have kept the name offour firm impeachable; and, while our policy is not narrow, I do nos think it would be good haosiness to send letters all over the country signed hy a pame that has attained—er—unpleasant notoriety.” Carter bad not sat down. He stood now, rather white, looking across the vista of rocfe and skylights from the window. “But I am acquitted, Mr. Simmone.”’ “I'm really sorry, Carter But I think yon can realize that while the trial made all kinds of a stir, the acquittal ha« been dismissed with a line or two in the papers. And the—tains is still there.” ‘“You have made your decision finally 2" “Yes. I'm afraid it's fioal. I'm sorry, too ; hut it would not he good hasiness; and anyhow, Carter, a steady, hard-working map like you should have no difficulty in finding something todo.” He bad felt #0 <ore that the disappoint- ment was douhly hard to hear. He bat. toned his shabhy overcoat, and turned slowly to the door. He scarcely heard Simmoons’s ‘‘Good morning, Carter. If I hear of anything I will let you know.’ The rest of the day he spent going from one basiness house to another. He did not take time for lunch, and besides, he felt that food would choke him. It rained in the afternoon, and his feet were soaked through: but he kept doggedly on. The result was the same, varying only as to form. And be went home with a face whose white hopelessness told his wife the story withont words, He began to cough that night, and was alternately chilly and hot. In the morn. ing, bowever, he felt better, although the | cough kept up, and all that day he trudged through the mud. He gave up going to firms that knew him, and tried everything he saw edvertised. Once he was almost engaged in a down-town department store, only to lose the chance hy too truthfully giving his name. The little wife at home was waking a hard stroggle. They bad moved into the back part of their small home, and a card, ‘‘Rooms tn let,” hang in the window. She bad even advertised for and secured some sewing ; but seeing her sitting at night with red eves and stooping ehoulders made the evenings a torture to the man across the little center table. And then ove day he got work. The strike on the traction lines had left the company crippled, and there was work for avy one who bad courage to run the gaunt. let of stones and abuse from the union men. Carter's knowledge of the work was nil, but his courage and resolution were danutless. He took the car once over the route, with a hrawny Irishman to show him, and then went out bravely alone, coughing always, dodgiog a brick occasionally, looking the other way sometimes, to avoid forcing a recognition from former acquaintances. He took the car out for a week, wearing a blue coat much too large over his black trousers, and going home at midnight with blistered bands and aching feet. At the end of the noon run on the seventh day he was called into the superintendent's office at the power-house. He waited a moment there, standing back from the window, for along the curb across the «treet a half-hun- dred strikers were watching the office. When the superintendent came in he held a placard in his hand and his face was apoplectic with rage. ‘Look what those hell-hounds have been doing !"’ he snarled. He held up the card for Carter to read. **The Public, Attention! Through ill- treatment and violation of contracts the Empire Traction Company has lost its skilled employees. Now it is insulting the public by filling their places with the scum of the city jails. They can’t deny it.” Carter's bands clenched as he looked at the jeering crowd across the street. ‘“The—puppies !”’ he said. *‘Mr. Wil. lias, you know the story; yon know that I bave no redress. Is there any chance for me anywhere in God’s world 2” The superintendent shook his head. “I don’t like to do it, Carter. Under other circnmstances I'd keep you on ; but there's been a good bit of talk about our vew franchises, and if the public gets the idea into its head that we're trusting our cars to ex-convicts, there'll be a howl. Maxwell over there bas your envelope.” As Carter left the office he had a bad paroxysm of coughing, which left him trembling and covered with perspiration. With a sudden resolution he took the dime which usually bought his nvonday soup and rolls, and going down the steps to the basement dispensary of the hospital in the next square, dropped it into the fee box. He sata long time in the waiting-room among a motley crowd of Slavs and Lithoa- viavs, balf the women with babies. The place reeked with iadoform and carbolie acid, and baving had nothing to eat since early breakfast he was faint and nauseated when his turn came. The doctor in the little, pen-like con- sulting-room was thorough and conscien- tious. He sounded Carter carefully over the chest, and listened to his breathing. Then he wrote the prescription and hand- ed it to him. “You're anaemic, ren down,’’ he said. ‘‘Haven’s been Retting out enough in the air. Occupation, clerk, I suppose ?"’ “Something of the sort,” Carter said evasively. ‘For two years I bave had very listle chance for air and exercise.” “Well, the | are not bad——yet. Bat there’s a bit of solidification in one, and— I suppose it’s no use to tell you you'd be better off, say, in Arizona ?"’ “No use at all, sir ; but thank you.” Carter got up stiffly and tarned to the door. “‘Sleep with all the windows open,’’ the doctor called after him, ‘‘and come again in a week.” He stambled Homa, aud Sadie the house em w himself on a toc weary a even to think. There his wife found him, late in the afterncon,sound asleep, with little drawn lines of suffering around his mouth; and realizing something of what had ha , she kissed him solt- ly and darkened the room. She took unaosunl paine with the supper that night, but little was eaten. en, after putting Edith to bed, she went out to take home some sewing. Left alone, Car- ter sat fora time, his ohin on his breast, bis bhavds gripping the arms of his worn leather chair. Aftera bit he got up, and systematically to go over his pape —if the dootor wae right they wonld need and tax receipte, grocery and gas bills,] notices—there was little of importance. He fingered his revolver lovingly. ap easy solution, albeit a cowardly one— just to ‘his temple, like this, and there would he his insurance. Ab, bis insur- ance ! Some one bad been ringing unheard at the open front door. Now, seeing the light, he came iu, to stop, startled, at the tableau before him. ‘‘Put that down, Carter!” he raid stern- 1 Y With a start Carter turned, to see Mr. Walcott in the doorway. He rose to hie feet, a trifle dizzy with surprise. ‘I wasn't going to kill myself, Mr. Wal- cott. I might bave; hat, heaven ahore, man, I can’t even die! My insurance was put up as collateral two years ago to pay my lawyers,” He put the revolver in his desk and closed the drawer. Mr. Walcott was nn- pleasantly conscious of the tragedy in the other man’s voice. ‘Have a cigar,”’ he =aid, proffering one and lighting his own. But Carter did not care to smoke. The two men sat down, Walcott impressive and expansive, the other shrinking and crushed. “I've heen thinking things over a lit- tle,” said Walcott; *‘the firm bad not thought of your nos finding another posi. tion easily. We had filied your place,and in our estimation that ended the matter. But it seems Mrs. Carter's been doing some sewing for a friend of my wife, aod so the story came to me.’ Carter flushed. “I wonldn't wish my worst enemy the sapport him. *‘And #0,” went on Walcott pompousiy, ‘‘as we've decided to start a San Antonio branch, I am aathorized to offer yon the position of manager down there. You're the best man we know for the place; von know the husiness from the ground up.” Carter got up, his small, worn figure proudly erect, his bands clenchivg ner. vously. Walcott. You're giving me hack my pride, my self-esteem. Thank God, I can he a It offered | “I'm glad they discovered their mistake | to be in order. He laid out files of rent | i i i bumiliation of having bis wife work to! i | | FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN. DAILY THOUGHT. Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts—Charles Dickens. The short skirt is the fashion. All the tailor-made suits show the trot- ter, or sidewalk skirt, It may escape the ground from three to six inches. Four inches will he the average. Small hips are the fashion, and the molded-to-the-figure effects will be the proper thing. he three-band skirt, in which the low- ¢st hand is the hem, will be worn, The ove-hand effect, in which the fold is placed right above the knee, will be even more worn. The drop-skirt of taffeta must be fitted very carefally to the figure. A etylich coat will be the cutaway, end- ing 18 inches helow the waist 10 the back. The *‘finger-length’’ coat, which reaches to the tips of the fingers when the arm is held down, will also retain its bold. In general, an increased length in coats will he noticed. Pockets are to be a feature. he used. A fall length coat sleeve with turnback end will he seen on the severely tailor- made. The seven-eightbs sleeve ending jast above the wriss 1s also prophesied. Hard-finished worsteds will be leading favorites. These come 10 stripes, plaide, checks and plain colors. Checks are predicted to enjoy a vogue this fall. The leading aolors will he somber. Blue will he more worn than ever be. ore. Navy, royal, Nattier and Copenhagen are shades of bine that will be rivals in popu- larity. Greens and coppery browns are also picked as winners. You can’t make a mistake in getting Five may “You're offering me more thao that, Mr. | avy blue. To be chic, skirts for little people must man among men again!"’-By Mary Roberts | $'and ont well around the hem. | i Rinehart, in Pearson's Magazine. The best examples have tiny rufiles on — Au ounce of good mavagement is worth more thao all the fussine, coddling and droggiog ever done, or that can be dove. —Why do we always bear of those wheat fields that turp ont better than expected, but Dever a word of those that go the other way ? —Moisture doesn’t go far or last long on uoplowed or uncultivated fields at this time of the year. A bard packed field can- not he plowed too soon after a rain. —More coru can be raised in three ways : Better seed, better soil preparation, better cultivation. These three factors worked together will reduce the acreage and in- crease the yield. ~ ‘The hedbug bas been scientifically in- vestigated by the department of agricul- tare,and the reassuring information is given that an adolt hedbog feeds only once in from 36 to 40 hours. —The hog is very sensitive to cold, and should he well sheltered when the season necomes severe. He will try to keep warm hy hurrowing into bis litter. and when hogs are in !arge numbers they will crowd together, or upon each other, for the same This is injurious, and it is op- posed to a supply of pure air, and also causes injary by crushing. —Pinchiog back the new growth is an- other way of saving a great deal of sap for the formation of fruit. About the time the peaches or other stone fruits are half form- ed, take a sharp pair of shears and clip off about balf of this year’s growth of wood on all parts of the tree. This retards the growth of shoot and leaf and the sap is sav- ed for development of fruit. —There is ove question we wish our folks would avewer for us. If yon have an unfenced lot aronnd the buildings, and the pigs bave the run of it, they will grow as fast as the weeds and grass they are eating. Fence this in, then turn the same pigs in, and the growth is checked. You will soon | notice those pigs are not doing as well. Is | it the sense of freedom that makes the dif- ference ? —There are several varieties of clover, | sore better adapted to certain soils than | the lining, and even others employ a ruffle | others. Alsike clover produces seed from | Good Book List for Children From |*¢Veral joches wide on the under part. Ten to Fourteen Years Old, Ten to fourteen is a difficalt period for | which to select hooks. So much depends ; upon the individual child, and a few of the | following list may be advanced for some | children. It isan acknowledged fact, bow- ever, that a child's mental growth can be stunted or delayed by neglecting to pro- vide it with hooks that are beyond its com prehension. Like a young bird mauy young people must be tempted to do more than they feel equal to doing. This thought has heen ever present and though the books here classed together differ wide- ly in subject, style appeal, I think I can safely claim for each the merit of never taking down to its reader. Works of Louisa Alcott. These books are too well known to need commendation, bat I would suggest the volumes of ‘‘Auut Joe's Sorapbag’’ and **A Garland for Girls" as excellent short stories for reading alond. Katy books, by Sasan Cooledge. Good, clean books, full of girlish fun, nonesense and earnestness. Most girls will not be content to part company with Katy till every one of her sisters is safely married. ‘Not Like Other Girls,”’ by Rosa Nouch- ette Carey. Three girls and their mother lose their small fortune and the girls hrave- Jy undertake to make the family living hy dressmaking. Some tangled Jove affairs, a rich cousin from Australia and a very un- happy lady added a sufficiency of inter- est “Dame Prism,’’ by Margaret H. Mat- thewe, so called for her swany disposition, the heroine deserves her title. It is much more pleasant to read of housekeeping in a train of cars, and of finding a fortune to lose it than to go through such an experi: ence, but the end leaves Dame Prism hap- pier than ever. ‘Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm,” by Kate Douglas Wiggin. Tbe last book of the author is again directing atteution to this bright heroine and she is worthy of it. A few more Rebeccas would add tothe pleasure of the world. “Daisy Cbain’’ and ‘‘Pillars of the House," by Charlotte Yonge. Two stories of family life told with skill and a clear insight into the ways of brothers and sis- ters. The two books are slightly conuect- ed by a wedding that takes place in the second, but are otherwise independent. ‘‘Kidoaped,”” by Robert Louis Steven- son, an exciting tale of adventure by sea and land, in the daye when men drank to ‘‘the King over the water.” The story keeps closely to the life of ite hero, being told hy himself and greater events are men- Sivted only as they add to his private trou- es. “Saint of Dragon’s Dale,” by William Stearns Davis. The quaint story of a little German maid who lived when robbers (barons and serfs) lined the roads. Fortn- nately for the little lady there were also saints and witches in those daye and both equally serviceable. ‘‘Princess and the Goblins,” by George MacDonald, “Every little girl can he a princess,’ says the author, and sets out to tell how that may be. Better still he shows how a princess should act in the life of Irene, and the struggles of the goblins to get and keep her, hut brave, good peo- pie have friends everywhere and the old ady of the tower and young Curdie, the miner, prove more than a match for the bad-tempered little people. “The Albambra,”” by Washington Irv- ing. The legends clustering about the romantic home of the Moorish rulers are gathered together by a nparrative which makes them doubly beautiful. ‘“The Story of the Other Wise Man,” by Henry Van Dyke. Very tenderly and lov- ingly the story is told of a fourth wise man unable to join the three of whom the Gos. speak, who spends his life in searching or the Christ. ‘Pilgrim's Progress,”’ by John Bunyon (unabridged). Itisa pity that any Eog- lish-speaking child should grow up without reading this treasure in the lan of its author. The vigor of its diction and the beauty of its imagery will help to create a high standard of taste. It is a book that can he read aloud to a child at a very early age. —— There's a lot of difference between Nhat we think and what we know we think. . — — Curiosity is merely a feeling inspir- ed by things that are pone of our basi- ness. ~The proper time for a man to marry rs ¢ i8 when he hasn't anything elee to worry i him. i i 1 | Large and small tucks trim frocks of all descriptions. They are threaded in the sleeves, run round the yoke or blonsy part of a, waist and embellish the skirt. The Japanese style is followed for wraps more than for sleeves, and while the cut is conning on a small girl it is rather too se- vere for fluffiness, and that is what is sought more than anything else for summer garments. Brick red isa color that will have a large part to play in the wraps of the late sumer season for daytime occasions, and for antomobile wear a smart woman will assume a loose coat made of brick-red drap souple, trimmed about the throat with black satin overlaid with fine silver sou- tache. A 1epetition of the trimming ocours on the coffe on the very full sleeves, which ate really merged into draperies of the cloak. Another all-enveloping wrap of the same character is one of black cloth, with a col- lar and vest of vivid crimson silk overlaid with black silk braid. Among the stunning styles of the present are immense bats turned shaiply back at the front and side and surmounted with lumes of extravagant length and width. he bandsomest hats of the kind are lined with silk of a contrasting shade. Big choux of tulle trim some sach bats, though mass. es of flowers are still in great evidence. For evening hats feathers are the approved trimming. The osprey and paradise feath- ers are the most popnlar. The success of the lingerie dress depends very largely upon the way it is lined, for the lining is much iu evidence. *‘Linings must be carefully planned this season,’ said a couturiere. ‘If they are thin they wear out, and if they are coarse they show through and spoil the appearance of the gown, ‘‘We advise our patrons to take one of three or four linings which are available this year. The first and most desirable ove is the lining of taffeta. Ol this we make the drop skirt, the waist lining and the coat lining. ‘‘The second in our lining series isa material which is something like silk, and a great wany persons prefer this from a wearable standpoint. ‘But there is still auotber class, and this is the lining of lawn. We have pa- trons who ask for the lawn drop skirt with ite wilk rofile, and we bave many who pre- fer the lawn slips to those of silk. “We sometimes sel-ct a good rough silk, which is sure to do good »ervice and which iden A gown a certain hody and a hody color.” With the coming of the apartment hotel has come a problem. Itz insidious effect npon the women who ocoupy it is alarm- ing. They become mentally and physical- ly flabby. The privcipal reason for the develop. ment of the apartment hotel is that life, every-day life, might be wade easy for the mistress of the home. It bas been. In the apartment hotel she has absolutely noth- ing to do, and we all know who provides mischief for idle hands and idle minds. The uamber of women thus liberated from the ‘‘degrading drudgery” of homely. plain duties is constantly and steadily in- creasing. The result of the freedom isa vast crowd of women, overdeveloped as to hips and busts, who spend their days in dressing, in speeding at a mad pace in motor cars, in gambling at the bridge table, or in any other exciting divertisement which causes false stimulation. Since the firsi inventive genius turned in the four corners of a handkerchief and made & dainty decoration, almost every article produced by fingers agile at needle- work has at one time or another joined the list of handkerohiel-made articles. The latest, recruit is a complete shirt waist and the directions are very simple: Cus the two handkerchiefs in four trian- gles by laying two opposite corners to- gether. Join these four pieces together with valenciennes lace insertion, making a large square. Now, make a short yoke of the insertion, using about five or six rows, and join the handkerchief to it. Use two strips of insertion on the sides of the band- kerchief and join the material yom are using. Cnt out to fit. Make back and sleeves with insertion and edge. For banana Salad—Rol! nntil fine one oup of peanuts and heat until light the whites of two eggs. Quarter your bananas, dip into the egg. roll in the pennnts and serve with mayonnaise or lettnee leaf, “ | the first crop, while red clover produces | seed from the second crop only. The | Alsike is fertilized hy the honey bee and | the red variety by the bn: 'lebee. The | lattér is being exported to -» we countries | where clover bas not beret “ve flourished, | in order to fertilize the bl....ors, | —The fall is the time to 1cLew the or- { chard. Remove the dead wood and then { plow the land, applying bone meal and | wood ashes. Manure may also be applied | with advantage, the ground being well | barrowed after the fertilizer and manure | bave been broadcasted. In the spring the | ground may be used for potatoes, early | cabbage, carrots, heets or parsnips, which | will permit of growing a crop while cnlti- vating the orchard. —To keep onions over winter put them in a dry location, such as a barn loft, and spread them on the floor or shelves in thin layers. If they should happen to freeze it will not damage them, provided they are not disturbed when frozen. They shonld be covered with sheets of paper, in order to assist in preventing sudden thawing, hat usoally, if the layers of onions are not too thick, and the location is dry, they will keep withoat difficulty. —Selling prepared frait and garden <toff, such as mustard, canned kraut, canned to- matoes, horse radish, canned fruit, pre- serves and the like, will be the source of a great deal of income to the faruier. In the case of frait, especially, it will fariish a profitable market for a great deal thas would otherwise go to waste. It is a very small town and a poor market indeed that will not consume all the stuff that can be sold from the farm in this way. —Auy plants growing where they are not desired are weeds. One of the most de- testible of weeds is rye in the wheat tied, and yet such cases are frequent. Even two varieties of the same kind of plants should never be allowed to he together. If two blades of grass or stalks of corn are grow- ing side by side, and not thrive, one of them should he removed in order to allow the other the plant food which is being taken by both, as one performs the service of a weed to the other. —1It is sometimes an advantage to plow the ground and spread the manure in the fall, but the kind of land and circumstances of local nature must be considered. If the manure is thoroughly worked into the soil with a barrow there will be but little risk of loss of the soluble matter. Manure, as a rule, is mostly soiid material, and the frost and moisture will assist in dicintegrat- ing it. There will also be a saving of time in the spreading of manure, as less work will be required during the busy season. —It is claimed that if the roots of hya- cinths aud tulips are left in the bed where they bloom, and the stalks cut after bloom- ing, they will bloom avnnally, providing the bed is well protected in winter. A shovelful of well-rotted manure over each stalk, with straw or some other covering over the manure, will serve as a proteotion® When tulips or byacinths are grown in glasses the flowers are produced at the ex- pense of the bulbs, but when grown in rich #oil the exbaustion does not so readily oe- cur. —The laud that was devoted to potatoes this year should he seeded to rye, limed in the spring, and corn grown on the same laud next year. Such a piau gives the land two weedings, and cleans it thoronghly. It is also au advantage not to grow potatoes on the same land oftener than one year in four, as a precaution agaiust disease. Rye should cover all land that is plowed in the fall,as it prevents loss of fertility,and when turned under in the spring adds fertilizing material to the soil, the lime heing used to neutralize any acidity that may exist therein. ~—In the garden and in the fruit patch the balance of soil aud water has a great deal to do with the sncoess of the cultural operations. Many of oar orchards do not produce the froit they should becanse the #0il has never been drained and the soil be. eames waterlogged after heavy rains and so remains for a long time after fair weather has come. The drains in clay soil should be at least 30 inches deep,so that the water table may be lowered to that point. More drains in our orchards would make it sible to get better results from the fruit tress and fruit plants growing in them. Pills Vs. Bills, A little pill may often save a big bill for medical service. When the bowels are clogged a condition is created which in- vites disease. One of Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets as a regulator of the howels will prevent this condition, and if there is con- stipated habit the use of the ‘'Pellets’ will ! effect n complete cure.
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