Bown ce Bellefonte, Pa., August 27, 1909. WHY DO WE WORARY!? Why do we worry about the pest? We only stay for a aay, Or a month ora year, at the Lords behest, In this babitat of clay. Why do we worry about the road, . With its hill or deep ravine? In a dismal path or & heavy load, We are heiped by hands unseen. Why do we wcrry about the years That our feet have not yet trod? Who labors with courage and trust, nor fears, Has fellowship with God. The best will coms in the great “To be," It is ours to serve and wait, And the wonderful future we soon shall see, For death is but the gate. — [sarah K. Bolton. THE “PEACH” AND THE ADMIRAL. “There can be bas cope opinion,” ob- served the Admiral, and be resumed his Obviously,” said Lady Herbert, who sat upon his right ; “‘bus what is it ?"’ Blessington, the Flag-Lieutenant,hasten- ed to interpret his chief. ‘‘The Admiral of course, that Glorious will win. The American gig bas never a chance. Every one concedes is.”’ Ooe might say of Blessington that he was something of an ase, with the man- nerisms of a stage curate; but no one could dispute this statement. In all Hong- Kong, as at the lunch table in the Admir- al’s cabin, there was only one view taken of she great boat-race, which was that the Oklahoma's boat did not have the chance of a snowflake on a hot stove. “I quite agree with youn,’’ said Lady Herbert ; ‘‘but will you explain the mat- ter to Miss de Crespigny, who does not know about sport ? I am very anxious that dear Gwendolen should bave everything explained to her out here in the East. It is so improving, and is would so gratify ber dear mama.”’ “Wish pleasure,’’ said the Flag-Lieuten- ant. “Now, in the first place, the gig of she Glorious is the unbeaten champion of his Majesty’s squadron, and bas rowed as a crew for no less thao three years.” “Make a noteol that,” said Lady Her- bert to Gwendolen—*‘three years.”” They both pronounced it ‘‘yawhs’’ with an ex: treme breadth of accent. . “0g the other band,” continued Bless- ington, ‘‘the crew of the Oklahoma's gig bas been picked within a month, and never rowed arace. Never!” [He said “nevah !''] ‘‘In the second place, there bave been a couple of practice brushes in she harbor, and Glorious has on both occa- sions drawn easily away, rowing from six to eight strokes less to the minute. This in itself is quite conclusive.” “Oh, quite,” exclaimed Lady Herbert. “But, farthermore,’”” continued the Flag-Lizutenant, as if there were another conclusite reason, although it was uno- necessary to present it ‘‘Glorious bas been coached by men who learned their rowing at Eton avd Harrow.” ““Thas would be decisive in itself,” said Lady Herbert, There was a pause, and then Miss de Crespigny spoke. “But who,’ she demanded, ‘‘bas coach- ed the American boat ?"’ “I believe it to be a boy they call ‘Peach’ Russell,” replied Blessington, ‘‘an ensign newly out of their academy at Annapolis.” “How very absurd !"’ exclaimed Lady Herbert. Nevertheless, it will make an amusing race.” “Not as all,” said the Admiral, prompt- ly ; ‘‘it will not be an amusing race : it will bea walk.over. But,’”’ he rumbled on, growing more animated, ‘you and Gwendolen will see the best crew you have seen in filty years. God bless me ! They will win by twenty lengths—by twenty lengths or more.”” The humor of is over- powered him, and be sobsided, chuckling, oto bis carry. Sir Christopher Welsing- bam, weather-beaten war-dog, admiral, and idol of thesquadron, was a good feeder and much attached to curry. Lady Herbert was annoyed at the impu- tation that she could bave been interested in boats ball a century back, but she said nothing. The subject, in fact, was con- eluded. Is bad been exhausted by the Admiral. After an appropriate silence, Lady Her- bert chose a new subject. ‘‘Dear Sir Chris- topher,’’ «he said, ‘‘you really must show us the flag-ehip, won't you, dear Sir Chris- topher? Idoso wish dear Gwendolen to eee a flagship. It would so gratify her dear mama.” “Gwendolen ehall see the ship,” said the Admi “And dear Sir Christopher,’ said Lady Herbert, somewhat arohly, ‘‘are there any midshipmen in the ship ? Dear Gwendolen is quite carious about midehipmen.”’ “Ob, no !” ted Miss de Crespigny. “Really, now lady Herbert I" “Gwendolen shall see the midshipmen,”’ said the Admiral. ot pill quest of midshipmen, forward into an-room, wotioned to wait, while he went ahead. It was his intention to scout, for ome can never tell exactly what one ie going to find in a gun-room. The Admiral remembered ily the days when he was a midsbip- man, aod fully realized the possibilities. Under a stony outside, he was a very bu- rd a rn -room door pansed with som: sarpriee, for be beard a most un-British voice utteringa most un- British sentiment. ‘The trouble with the Eoglish,”’ said the voice, which wa: Americav, and what is known as Wes. tern, “‘is that they're ed out.” The Admiral as might a bishop _ hearing heresy from the pulpit of his own cathedral ; then an English voice that he recognized as belonging to Troubridge, the senior midshipman, rose in protest. “That's all very well to say as a repar- tee,” eaid Troubridge, ‘‘but you don’t mean, you surely don't mean, that you 3hivk Anybody is better than an Eoglish- man “] do,” said the American voice. “Who ?"’ demanded Troubridge. 2a Aulévieas," — the answer. e miral’s jaw dropped, and the silence in the guv-room was eloguent with amazemen 5. “And why not?’ went on the American voice. ‘“‘You've been running down hill for three hondred years, ever since Amer- ica began. You've driven your best men Svar Yo tan by’ upiiig Sheus oust of the four bundred, if they bave to work. That's why we've beaten you in war and business . in boat-racing. And that’s why we're going to beat you this afternoon.” Then a new voice was heard, It be- longed to Midshipman, the Hovorable Claude Wallowshire, who was thirteen. “Bat, 1 say,’ exclaimed this ingennous child, ‘‘don’s you realize that all the experte say that Glorious ie sure to win ?"’ “Experts I” said the American voice. “‘Who are the experts? Aren't they the very hunch of lobsters I've been talking ahont %"’ The Admiral could contain himeelf no longer. ‘Filthy little hraggari I" he said ander his breath. “I'll teach bim man- pers,’’ and be went iu. Fourteen boyish faces turved toward him, grave and respectful, but the first boy to his feet, the first to salute, the soappiest and smartest, was the one in the fresh white uniform of a United States Eosigo. Then Troubridge came forward a step. “Sir Christopher,’ be #aid. ‘‘may we pre- sent to you Mr. Russell, of the Oklahoma, who bas bees luoching with ve?”’ And the pink cbeeked hoy saluted again. The Admiral acknowledged the intro- duction with the countenance he used for official inspections. It was not cordial. He looked the boy over from bead to soe. “Is this the Mr. Russell who is ccach of the Oklahoma's gig ?'' he demanded. “Is is, sir,’’ said the boy. “And like most yonog coaches,’ said the Admiral, ‘youn are sanguine.” “Sauguine,’’ replied the Peach. It was a word from the unknown. “] presume you expect to win," said Sir Christopher. The Sd read the Admiral’s face. “‘My opinion, sir,”’ be replied, ‘‘I presume, is worth very litle.” “Very,” said the Admiral, frankly ; “geil iv is interesting. even if quite absurd. We make allowances for youth.” The boy's lace flushed as the word “‘ab- surd’’—uo one, nos even a British vice- admiral, might insinuate shat it was absurd for an American crew to expeot to win this or any other race. ‘‘If I might differ with you, sir,” be replied, ‘‘I should hardly use she word expect.” The Adwiral was mollified. The boy was at last coming to his senses. ‘‘Then you merely hope ?"’ he suggested. The engaging smile which to those who knew him was a danger-signal broke upon the Peach's countenance. ‘‘No, sir,’ be said deferentially: “‘I know.” “Koow ?"” said the Admiral. that you ate going to win ?"’ “Exactly, #ir,”’ said the boy. The Admiral gazed at bim in amaze- ment. His ioclination was to lose bis temper and boot him. Bat he thought better of is. “‘Really,’’ be said, with ponderous irony, ‘this is moss interesting. Here is a young man who actoally knows before-hand how a race is coming out. I dare say, sir,’’ he continued, ‘‘that you bave figured it all out by mathematics.” “By the formulas for impulse and re- wistances,’’ said the boy,”” based upon ob- servations of the practice brushes with Glorious.” “In which, if I recall is correctly, Glorious bas twice beaten youn,’’ eaid the Admiral. “Exactly, #ir,”’ said the boy. “And so,” continued the Admiral, ‘‘pur- suing your admirable logic. I presume that you can tell me by jast bow many leugths you are going to beat us,”’ “Well, sir,” replied the boy, ‘‘the truth is, 1 baven’s figured is ons in lengths.” “Nos in lengths ?’ said the Admiral. “‘Perbaps, then, ip miles ?'’ He chuckled at his own bumor. The boy smiled. ‘‘Yes, sir. Butit will be rather less than a mile. About three It “Kpow quarters, sir." + To the Admiral it was past belief. As be stared dally at the boy, he saw two ladies. Then a scheme of r:tribution came to him. **Mr. Blessington,’’ be said, ‘‘this young gevtleman, Mr. Russell of the American vary, has made some mathe- matical calculations about the race. At wy invitation he will remain on board and verify them from the deck of the Glorious Present my compliments to Captain Ste. wart of she Oklahoma and obtain for Mr. Russell the necessary permission.’ “Very good, sir,” said Blessington. The Peach smiled pleasantly, but said nothing. Lady Herbert broke the pause that fol- lowed. ‘‘How very interesting to be a mathematician !"’ she said vaguely. “Really, Mr. Russell, yon muss tell Mise de Crespigny all about your interesting calculations.” “You really must,” said Miss de Cres- pigny; she bad already cast ber eye over the midshipmen, and found them unde- sirable. *‘I adore mathematics, though, of course, you know I am nota mathema- tician. May we nos go on deck ?'’ she added, and immediately answering ber question, said : “Do let us go on deck. It is so beastly bot in this place.”” She started for the door,and before the Peach bad time to appreciate the situation be was led away. Women in their social aspects affected bim with panic, and with Gwendolen be bad little chance. From the Eoglish point of view she was in the expiring stages of girl- hood, being six and twenty; hence a des- perate and bardened beguiler. ‘If you won’s tell me about your clever mathe- matical calcalations,’’ the watch-officer overhead ber say, as they emerged upon the deck, ‘‘do tell me all abont yourseil.” An bour later, Lady Herbert, escorted by the Admiral, made tea-party which bad assembled u narter deck, in search of ber charge. She ow ber still in the company of Mr. Rus- “Mr. Russell 2ays going to beat us. That is what his mathe- matical calculations were about.” The Admiral turned his back. He was es sata dy H bert, “you y dear, y Her . are too young to understand these American jokes. Really, Mr. Russell, I think you are quite naughty to quiz dear Gwendolen with American joke. “But, Lady Herbert—'' said the Peach. “I will forgive you, Mr. Russell,” said Lady Herbet, ‘if yon will tell me about Oklahoma. Is it not an American word ?*’ “It isa Red Indian word, as you would eay,’’ replied the Peach. “Bat its meaning ?"’ demanded Lady Herbert. The Peach besitated a moment, avd yielded to temptation. *‘It is the Red In- dian word meaning & ‘good thing, ”’ he said. As the words were in his mouth, the Admiral turned with a look of suspicion, and the boy blushed guiltily. But he de- fended himsell mentally. Was he not ustified ? Had he nos been provoked ? Had e not suffered ? “Gwendolen,” said Lady Herbert, ‘‘re- member, dear, that Oklahoma is the Red Indian expression for something good.” “Lady Herberi,"” said the Admiral; but just at that moment some one called, “They 're coming !"’ and thare was a move- ment toward the starboard rail. To the Peach it seemed that this wae a chance to was his duty to do something; but what ? Blessington come into the room with the escape. shifting crowd and burried into it. “Quite right,” said a voice at his elbow; “do barry and ges us good places on the rail.” He looked up aod found himself with Miss de Crespigny on his left; on his right were Lady Herbert, the Admiral, and ngton The weather bad been thick all day, with showers of ohill, fine rain, thas fell noise- lessly npon the awnings. A mile the barhor toward Limoun Pass the fog closed down upon the water, and beyond this veil eyes could not penetrate. As they search- ed the dim horizon-line, a dark object was sighted growing ous of the mist. There was a flarry of excitement, “Is that one of the crews?’ asked Misa de Crespigny, breathlessly. A moment Iater they heard the Admiral cough impres- sively. ‘Lady Herbert,”” said be, ‘‘that dark object which you observe is the tug- boat that ie clearing the course.” ‘‘Really !'’ said Lady Herbert. ‘“‘Gwendolen dear, that is the tugboat thas is clearing the course, Use your eyes, Gwendolen. Your dear mama wishes von to see everything while you are in the East.” “Thank you, dear Lady Herbert,” said Miss de Crespigny. She looked at Ensign Rossell. He was searching the course with his glass. Tous lor the spectators on the Glorious the race began. The dim object drew on out of the mist, aod presently became a tugboat even to the unaided eyes of women and landsmen. “Why, it is a togboat!"’ said Mies de Crespigny. *‘I see it quite distivetly.” “Good !"’ said the Peach, encouragiug- ly. He wae still studying the oo-coming oraft with bis glasses. Presently be lower- ed toem and cast a shame-faced glance at the Admiral. “Is anything the matter ?"’ asked Miss de Crespigny. She bad noticed his glance. Bat just then the Admiral said, ‘Ha !” aod lowering bis glasses for ao instant, cast a glance at the Peach. And then Lady Herbert, observing it, asked the Admiral if anything was the matter. “The matter,” said the Admiral, reply- iog to Lady Herbert, bus speaking toward Eusign Rassell, ‘‘is thas the race to all in- tents and purposes is over. They have run ap a broom to the masthead of the tog- boas.” There was an impressive silence, and Gwendolen looked at the Peach. ‘‘Aren’t 1 good to promise to be nice to you when you are beaten ?'’ she asked in low voice. But Lady Herbert did not understand. “Broom ! wbat an extraordinary place for a broom !'’ she observed. “Or did you say boom !"’ “Broom, broom,”’ replied the Admiral, earnestly —*‘the symbol of victory. Do you see—sweeping the seas.’ He made an illustrative gesture. “What an interesting caostom !'’ observ ed Miss de Crespiguy. ‘Is is very old?’ “Van Tromp invented is,” said the Peach in a low voice. ‘‘He flew a broom when be sailed up the Thames.” The Admiral recognized the voice, and looked away in disgust. “Who was Van Tromp ?"’ asked Miss de Crespigoy. ‘Really, Gwendolen dear,” said Lady Herbert, “*I am surprised. Van Tromp was one of Nelson’s moss illustrions captains, as Mr. Russell will explain to you. Bag, Sir Christopher,’’ she continued, ‘‘is the race over because they bave a broom on their flagpole ? Frankly, I bave o's noticed either of the boats.” “Nor 1,” said Gwendolen. “I said it was as good as over,’’ replied the Aimizal, patiently. “I will explain it to you. You see this tughoat, which bas been watching the competitors all the way down the course, is a British tugboat, and now she signals by the broom at the mast- head that the British gig bas a decisive lead and is noquestionably the winner—as you may recall,” he added, not glancing as the Peach, bus speaking for his edification, “thas I told you would be the case at lunch.” ‘‘How very lucid !"’ said Lady Herbert. “Did youn understand, Gwendolen ?"’ “Quite,” said Miss de Crespigny. “And now,’’ said the Flag-Lieutenant, who was standing by the Admiral, with his glasses leveled on the course, ‘‘the win- per is coming.’ Vocilerons cheering from the eight bun- dred British seamen forward on the super- structure, and polite band-clappiog on the gnarter-deck greeted this discovery. In spite of the foregone conclusion of the out- come, the ship's company was in a ferment with the excitement of victory. “You are quite right, Blessington,’ said the Admizal ; “I make is ous. There they come !"’ “Where ?"’ demanded Lady Herbert. “I do so wish to see the winoer !"’ *“There,”’ said the Admiral, pointing at the dark speck. ‘‘Take my glass aod see for yoursell. Blessington,’ he added, ‘‘can you make out the American boat ?"’ “Not yet, sir,’’ said Blessi . “It may well be many lengths bebind,”’ said the Admiral. *‘A five-mile race isa long one.” Lady Herbert baving bis glasses, be stole a glance at the Peach,and as the Peach had been gazing at him, their eyes met. The boy dropped bis, and his face finshed. *‘Is will do that young man good,” thought the Admiral. Then, desiring bis binocu- lare, he turned to Lady Herbert again. oye ?"” he inquired, ‘‘do you see “I don’t see anything,’’ said Lady Her- bers, ‘‘except miss." “Bas are not rowing in the air, youn see,’”’ said Sir , benevolently, “and that ’s where you are looking. You can see them now without the glaes,’’ and s0 saying he took the binoculars. I: was true; the on-coming boat could be seen without a glass, but it was still a dim speck, and far from satisfied Lady Herbert. t the enthusiasm that was the British flag-ship like a wild-fire ber, and twice she caught herself almost pe ing up and down. The Honorahle e, who stood to win five shill abandoned himself to it wholly. ** a bally thrashin’ we're givin’ em !"’ he was heard joyously to exclaim. Troubridge endeavor- to su] him in the interest of the traditional manner in which an Englishman should accept victory, but without snosess. He was only thirteen. “I say, I simply can't help it,” he protested, and be began Yo joib in the cheering that broke out again. the noise, the excited comments, and the hysteria that attends an occasion of this kind, Blessington’s announcement thas the He cast a strategic glance into the } American boat bad become visible whole | the “Rahbish ! rubbish !’’ said the Admiral. “Is is the stroke, I tell you, Blessingron— the British stroke. My word, what a stroke ! Just watch them lift ber along !”’ Conlused though she was by the ciamor and the shouting of the sailors, Lady Her- bert never lost touch with the Admiral. “Show me, Sir Christopher !"’ she exclaim- ed. *I wish very moch to see them lift ber along. And show dear Gwendolen bow they do it, Sir Christopher ; ber mama would so wish her to see it done.” But a great volley of cheering broke [rom the soperstructare, and Sir Christopher made no response. He was still gazing raptly shrongh the binoculars. Shoots of “Glorious ! Glorious wins! Hooray! Hooray !"' were almost deafening. There was 80 much noise that Lady Herbert con. | 881% cluded that he bad not heard her. She tarned to Blessington. “‘Cau’t you show dear Gwendolen, Mr. Bles<ington, how they lift her ?'’ There was nc doubt about the Flag- Lieutenant being abie to hear her, for, fol- lowing the wild cheering, a curious bush bad suddenly fallen pou theship. Never- theless, Blessington, like his chief, made po reply. He was lost in his study of the on coming boat. This was curious, becanee he was pot an ill-mannered young mau, and Lady Herbert was an Earl's wile, “Then I appeal to you, Mr. Russell,” said Lady Herbert, ‘to show Miss de Crespigny how they are lifting ber along.” The bush was now noticeable, even oppres- sive, to everyhody but Lady Herbert. Peo- ple were whispering to one another as if in the presence of death. The Peach howed. ‘‘You see—'’ he he- gan. Then his eye caught the Admiral and Blessington, and he cnlored and stopped. Lady Herbert's question was never apswer- ed, and Gwendolen never knew. “Blessington,” said the Admiral, as if he bad seen a ghost, ‘‘this is most extraor- dinary !"’ “Amazing !" exclaimed Blessington. “Most extraordinary !"’ murmured the Admiral. “Simply unvaccountable I’ said Bless- ington. “What is npaccountable ?'’ demanded Lady Herbert. “The boat in front,’’ said the Admiral, *'is the American boat,” and he lowered his glass. Even the whispering was husbed for a moment. Absolute silence fell upon the company. They looked at one another in amazement; surely there must be some mistake. Then like the roar of a coming equall burst the cheering from the white ships halt a mile away, and there was no more doubt, The silence on the quarter-deck of the vlorious was broken by the Admiral. *‘I think we shall find that tea is served in the cabin,” he said mechanically. The com- pauy slowly melted away from the ship’s side,and conversation revived again in com- ments such as, ‘How very extraordinary ! What beastly weather !"’ Bat Sir Christopher still stood dazed and wondering by the rail, and Lady Herhet with bim. “I must have it explained,” ghe heard him murmur. ‘Could the boy bave known * How could the hoy really bave known ? Then he looked about him, and said aloud : ‘‘Blessington, where is Mr. Russell ? Find him for me. I want this explained to me.” “Isis ooe of Mr. Russell's American jokes that you wish explaived ?'’ asked Lady Herbert A ; ‘I often have to bave them explained tome ; I thivk they're dull jokes.” “Find that I" said the Admiral, irrele- vantly ; but the boy was not to be found. Blessington came back with word that the watoh-officer reported shat Mr. Russell had juss left the ship in a sampan. The Admiral made noc comment. ‘‘We will go down to tea,’’ he said, and led the way to the cabin. At that moment more cheering from the white ships told that the American gig bad crossed the finish-live. The watoh-officer on the deck of the Glorious saw the Briteh gig finish just five minutes and forty-eight seconds later, which, by an anaiyeis of the time for the race, indicated that it was a little more than three guartens of a mile behind. As the Admiral was dressing for dinner that evening, a note was brought in to him. He opened it and read : SIR CHRISTOPHER WELSINGHAM, K. C.M., Vice-Admiral Commandiog British China Squadron. Respected Sir: 1 desire to apologize for leaving your ship withous your permission and without saying good-by. I also regret baving expressed myself in terms of unhe- coming confidence before the race. As for the Eoglish tug with the broom, I kvew that it bad been chartered just before tiffin by a New York globe-trotter ; nence I un- derstood what the broom meant. Now, Sir Christopher, if you think it would be more sportsmanlike, we will row Glorious again with the buckets ON. ‘‘Bookete on ?"’ repeated the Admiral. He stopped and put his glasses on his nose. Then he read on : You see, sir, my men heing so strong, in order to give them muscle exercise in their practice, I lashed two deok-buckess to the tom of the gig. In the race we took them off. Expressing my undying esteem for the British navy, whioh bas produced Drake and Nelson, I iy Sin Respectfully yours, George Russell, U. 8S. N. dressing-table. maured, “what next !"’ tually to tie his evening tie.—By Edward Gray in the Century Magazine. sugar 60 cents per gallon, Sechler & Co. “Is is never toc late to mend,’’ is one those deceiving proverbs which seem Is is often too up in despair. There are always some peo- who procrastinate until their nity is gone forever. The wiser prover ‘never put off until tomorrow, what can do today.” If you have undue bad taste in the mouth ; if you are ner- ess, don’t waita before. beiuning e use of Dr. Pierce's stomach and organe of digestion and nutrition are invited to consult Dr. R. V. Pierce, by letter, free. All correspondence confiden Address Dr. R. V. Pierce, Buffalo, N. Y. —*A play,’”’ remarked the theatrical wauAREE ‘is like a cigar.” ‘“ 's the answer ?"’ inquired the in. Bogen Hupoutes., ol the “" 17] good explain manager ‘every one wants a box; and if it’s bad, 00 amount of puffing will make is draw.” Superstitions of the Stage. the bump of superssision to such a rewark- able degree is hard to determine, bas it is an eniable fact that stage folk as a whole ate unusually given to belief in signs and omens. Often actors regard as a ‘bad sign’’ what the average citizen would instance, 8 peep hole is put in the drop- curtain for the obvious purpose of being locked through, any one on the stage heing able to survey the house without being himself seen ; yes it is generally regarded as most unlucky to the whole company for an actor to make nse of the peep-bole oo the fires night of a play. Some stage mau- bave even gone 80 far as 10 impose a fine for this offence Another deeply rooted superstition of the stage is that bad luck is sure to come to an actor if another looks at himsell iv the mirror before which the first is “mak- ing up.” Numberless have been the quar- rels aiising from the fact that an actor could not resist the rather natural inclina- tion to look at himself, even thoaogh it hap- pened thas be looked over the shoulder of another. In many of the smaller cities the dressing room facilities are so limited that it is necessary for two or more of the com- pany to use the same room with bat a sin- gle glass, avd, knowing this mavy actors carry with them a small mirror in order to e the dire effect of a double reflection. Actors playing new parts or visiting new towns should beware of dropping anything on the floor, for. rays time-honored super- stition, woe will mostly surely follow—a *‘frost’’ being the least of the possible mis- fortunes. To break a stick of grease paint while making up is as any time or place roductive of disaster. Some actors regard tas a wanton tempting of fate to make up their eyes belore the last possible moment, aod will sit around with every other detail perfect util hut a few seconds before they are due to appear on the stage, when they will hurriedly complete the job and rush from the dressing-room. Certain colors, too, are to be carefully avoided, yellow being regarded with par- ticular aversion. This prejudice against yellow is found also among the performers of the sawdust ring. or off the stage, is generally believed to en- tail very bad luck, not ouly to the pevion #0 indulging bis musical tendencies, but to the entire show, from the manager down ; and whistling is strictly against the rules in most play-houses, and an infringement of this rule i= sometimes met with a fine. — Harper's Weekly. ———Do you know we have the old style sugar syrups, pure goods at 40 cents and 60 cents per gallon, Sechler & Co. Trading Melons for Sweet Corn, The Department of Agriculture is always alert for somethiog new, and the diploma- tio and consular officers of the United States have special orders to be on the lookout for new [ruite and vegetables. So well have these orders been carried out that many new and strange fruite and vegetables bave found their way to the tables of the American housekeeper. One of the latest and best things in this line bas been the introduction into the United States of the Roumanian water- melon. This was she resuls of a deal con- sommated by the late Minister to Rou- mania, Mr. Horace G. Knowles. When Mr. Knowles found this melon growing among she foot-bills of Carpathia he realized that it wonld be just the thing to serve individually in America, and in stead of hotels serving huge slices of water- melon it would be possible to serve a whole uucnt watermelon of the Roumanian varie- ty, equal in every way to the beat Georgia melon. The new melon bas a thin, skin, and the meat, whiob is less fibrous than the Ameri- can melon, is both yellow and red in color. The flavor is delicate and delicions; but the chief characteristio of the fruit is its size, which is about that of a goodsized grape- fruit, or shaddock. After a thorough test by the Agricui- tural Department, which found that she Roumainan melon could be successfully grown wherever our own melons would grow, and having been assured of its royal reception by the American public, Mr. Kuowles was anxious to repay the gift. He had noticed that corn in Roumania was one of the chief artioles of agriculture, but that sweet corn was unknown. Accordingly he obtained a quantity of seed, hired several plots of ground, and instructed the Rou- maniaps in its oultare. The result was so successful,and the corn so much enjoyed, that the king called Mr. Knowles to a priviate andience and thanked him for making it possible for the Roumanian people to gain this delicacy. This melon has received such n welcome, and so great has been the demand for it, that two large hotels in New York and Philadelphia have agreed to take all that can be grown in the United States daring the next year, and it is their intention to feature them on their menus. - Charles A. Sidman. ——Do you know where to get your garden veeds in packages or by measure Sechler & Co. Potuted Paragraphs. It a girl really means what she saye she looks it. The best complexions do not attract the most attention. Some engagements end bappily and some end in marriage. At some stage of the game every man poses as his own bero. Time waits for no man, bat the musical conductor can beat it. Gambling bas tanght many a young man how he couldn’ make money. ~—Do youn know that you can get the finest, oranges, bananas and grape fruit, and pine apples, Sechler & Co. | —4'S0 you are going to launch a new religion ?*’ ~ we ask of the long-whiskered “Yes, I have evolved the true system ol life,”” he acknowledges. “And is is different [rom present systems of religion ?’ “It will abandon all their features ex- cept the collection. day | philosopher. ———Do you know where to get the finest | canned goods and dried fruits, Sechler & Co. — Use headwork,’”’ urged the mana. ger of the de; ent store. “Yes, sir,” said the salesman. “For instance, if a lady buys some lawn it ought to be easy to sell her some hose.” What is is abous the stage that develops | deem a moss practical and logical act. For | To whistle in a theatre, either when on |e FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN. DAILY THOUGHT. A good | Quixote, heart overcomes evil fortune.—Don Tue Parisiennes are now very fond of | grain srimwiogs for their bats. Ouoe of she picture bats is of lime green colored straw, with a rimming of flowers and wheat, which, in pure white, would look charming. Avother illustrates the Revolution bon- nes, a model that the milliners bave re- suscitated from the past, and that had a vogue of loog duration in the late eigh- teenth and early nineteenth centuries, Made of Italian straw of a ripe corn shade, with bands of narrow black ribbon | ananged demarely upon it and a buveh of | searles poppies perched most impudently on the extreme summit of the brim, itisa piquant piece of headgear, indeed. When soch bonnets were worn by the belles of old times, striped musline were in vogue, | patéerned with little nosegays of flowers, aod floonced ekirte were worn short to show white stockings and sandal shoes, Why are so many habies sick in hot weather? Food, of course, has a great deal to do with is, but there are frequent occasions where the food, in itself, is all right. One dootor who is a baby epecial- ist, says thas in many oases the children are simply allowed to become nervously tired ous. This, of course, lessens the ef- fectiveness of their digestive and other functioning. Through the hot weather a baby should be kept geist, and at bome. Travelling about, all day excursions with the duss and noise, the banging of cars or even the fast-moving scenery and jolting of the antomobile, are no proper kind of ex- perience for the delicate infant through the hot spell. Keep the baby at home, or it you take it away, settle down in one place and stay there. The skin needs more care in summer even than in winter. Few women realize this, and not only are reckless of exposure to the sun, but pay less attention to wash- ing the face carefully than in cold weath- r. The girl who values ber skin will never wash it in cold water direotly alter coming in from a walk. If water is necessary it should be hot enough to sake off sunburn. At any time use water that is only mod- erately warm. Too hot it shrivels and re- laxes the skin, and very cold closes the pores. Use soap on the face at least once a day. See that it is not only pure, but that it agrees with yourskin. In selecting soape a good motto is, *‘What care I how pure it be, 80 it be not pure for me?" Never go to bed with the face unwash- ed. Neglect your lacial ablutions at other times of the day if you must, but remem- ber that if the skin is given proper care and attention at night it will last you much longer. Never apply grease or massage oreams unless the pores bave first been opened by a scrubbing with warm water. Be §ute to rub grease from face alter massag- Dg. Be sure that your washcloths are eani- tary. The very women who will discharge a maid for not boiling the dish cloths after each meal will nse a wash rag repeatedly. wilruge are not so cleanly as a soft fine cloth. That is, provided you own enough of the latter to bave them changed at least once a day. Salt water bas a tonic effect when used on the body, but not on the lace. It makes the skin of the face harsh aed dry. If the water yon use is bard, see that it is softened with a little henzoin, a few drops of cologne or a pinch of borax. The girl who hankers for a clear, smooth skin will collect rain water whenever the chance comes her way. The influence of a complexion bruab and a thorough daily scrubbing—gentie bus B/S PE be overestimated io care of the face. When making bnttonholes in the back of a lace dress or yoke it is bard to ges them strong enough. Even when they do not fray they pull and stretch in an ugly way. The next time you bave them to make try sewing fine net or chiffon as wide as the facing inside the hem where button- holes are to be worked. This makes three thicknesses to be worked through and if Shtalelly inserted the inner lining will not chow. Another way is to cut a double strip of fine lawn the size of lace, hem and baste in firmly in place. Cut the buttonholes through it, work closely and later cut away close to the work. ere is no pos- sibility of showing with this latter method. To make a tasty omelet cook two or three slices of bacon crisp and remove the weat. Fry in the bacon fat a slice of on- ion uotil is is golden brown and remove it. Tarp in several lightly beaten egge, mixed with a little tomato pulp that has been drained from the liquor, the fried onion and bacon slices fine, season with paprika and cook like an ordinary omelet, French Salad Dressiug <-Ous uit tea salt, a few grains o enne or ey one-fourth teaspoon of pepper pr liked, one-balf of prepared mus- tard. Mix and ad ually six table- 1, then add, a few spoons of best olive at a time, two to six tablespoons (ac- oa taste) of vinegar or lemon 3 he and beat until thick and creamy. To Peel Oranges,—Pour scalding water over the oranges and let them stand five minutes. Yon will save time in peeling them. The thick white skin that is so bard to ges off will come off with the out- side peeling and the froit will be ready to slice. If you want to get the best results in em- broidering initials, do not nse a twisted cotton, bus one that is sofs and mercerized and will mat together so as to produce a smooth, even sarface. Stockings to Matob.—As bronze slippers are black in fashion the old-fashioned bronze liquid is sold to keep them in luster. These are very pretty and they are worn with stookings to matob. One should be careful thas these stoskioge do match, for when they are of another e of brown they are quite ugly. Shops now have a genuine bronze silk stocking which they eell for the slipper. Bouillon lace is constantly employed by French dressmakers as a furnishing.
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