& Bellefonte, Pa., May 13, 1910. SE ————————————————————————————————— STEALING THE STYLES. The object of the modern millinery pirate is by some means to get hold of the uew fashions well in advance of the coming season, and however jealously guarded the new waodels are, she—most pirates are women-—very often succeeds, and the real owner bas the mortification of seeing his novelty anticipated by some tirm of infinitely less importance than his own Last spring the proprietor of one of the smartest shops in the west end of London noticed a lady walking in the park attired in u dress almost an ex act copy of a brand new model of his own, a model which not half a dozen people had seen besides its inventor and himself. The design bad been reg istered, but the copy was just suili clently altered to steer clear of leg:ui difficulties. A most searching inquiry revealed the fact that the culprit was a lady who had always been considered one of the firm's smartest and best custom ers, Her birth and position were less im peachable than the state of ber finances, and she had accepted the offer of a Berlin firm to dress her on condition that she supplied it with the very latest creations that found their way from Paris to London. Having the entree of the innermost sanctum of the London firm referred to, she had taken advantage of its con fidence in her to draw its designs from memory and post them to Berlin. The London firm bad no legal rem edy whatever. All it could do wax when the autumn styles were due and the lady called again to inform her that her patronage wax no longer de sired. Another lady detected in a similar trick by the manager of a Regent street firm was very cleverly punished Upon her next visit she was received with the same cordiality ‘as ever and taken into the showroom, where the latest models were usually displayed She never suspected until tov late that the room had been specially ar ranged for her reception. The models exhibited were anything but uew, anlJ the too smart firm which employed her was put to vast expense to work u: dresses from patterns resurrected tron those of years before which proved absolutely unsalable. It is by no means exclusively for the purpose of stealing other people’s orig- inal designs that “pushing” firms eb list the services of well dressed re cruits. Last summer a lady arrived at « smart seaside hotel, the sort of place where people stay for the whole sea son. She was preny, smart and per | fectly tured out—so well dressed. 1. | fact. that other women. filled will envy. did their best to find out whe wos her dressmaker But. though she frequently boasted that the people were perfect treasures | and that her bills amounted to nest to nothing. she steadfastly refused todis- close the name. One day. however, she accidentall; dropped an envelope Inclosing a bil! from the mysterious dressmaker, a bill artfully “faked” so ax to show prices of startling cheapness. Within a weel: the firm that employed this clever lady welcomed a dozen new customers. Hotels, too, find the lady tout mos! useful. Last autumn a very pret” girl arrived at a certain Scotch health resort establishment with ber mother She was smart, well dressed, a clever musician—just the sort of girl to Le thoroughly popular with both sexes At once she became the center of n large coterie of admirers. Then after a few days her vivaclou: | expression gave place to a look of un utterable boredom. “I can’t stand this place. It's so deadly dull” she said over and over again. Finally one evening she announced that she could pot endure it an hour longer. She was going. “Where? was the question. “Back to Blitherington.” was the d¢- «cided answer. “It may be a little dearer, but you get your money's worth there. One has such a good time there! Next day she left, and before the ‘week was out a large propertion of her friends had followed her.—London Grand Magazine. A Fine Mixup. “What do you mean by this, sir?" de- -manded the angry advertiser. * “What's the matter?” inquired the of the paper. “This advertisement of ‘our delicious canned meats from the best colonial houses’—you've made it read ‘horses.’ ~London Tit-Bits. Cynical. “Do you think there is really any such thing as platonic love?” “Yes. It exists between most hus- bands and their wives." Chicago Rec ord-Herald. Joyful. “I ghould like some rather joyful hosiery,” said the slangy young man. “Yes, sir. How about a check?” said the brisk haberdasher. thinking of what always brought most joy to him. self. —Buffalo Express. His Closeness. Visitor—I saw your husband in the crowd downtown today. In fact, he was so close that I could have touched him. Hostess—That's strange. At home he is so close that nobody can touch him.—-Puck. Experience joined with common | sense to mortals is a providence.— A Nice Old Chicago Lady Who Was a Baseball “Fan.” 1 remember being on a Chicago street car, says Ellis Parker Butler in Suc- cess Magazine, sitting beside a nice old lady in mourning a year or so ago. She was nervous and kept glancing at me and then glancing away again. It made me uncomfortable. 1 thought she took me for a pickpocket or some other bad man. Finally she could con- tain herself no longer. She leaned over. “Excuse me,” she said, “but have you heard yet how the Cubs’ game came out?” 1 hadn't, and her face fell, but in a moment she saw a possible opportunity for consolation. “Well,” she asked, “can you tell me who they are putting in the box to- day? How was that for a gray haired grandma? In Chicago they all talk baseball from the cradle to the grave. Up to 3 o'clock in the afternoun during the baseball season no one taiks about any- thing but the game of the day before, From 3 o'clock on the only subject is the game that is being played. The school child who cannot add two ap- ples plus three apples and make It five apples with any certainty of cor rectness can figure out the standing of the Chicago nines with one han. and a pencil that will make a mark only when it is held straight up and down. A Story a Painter Told About the Artist Constable. A well known New York painter tol! at a luncheon a story about art crit cism. “All art criticism is tolerable,” bh: sald, “except that which is insincere The great Constable at a varnishi. t day at the Roya! academy paused Le fore A's picture and said: “ ‘Very good, especially the sky. The sky is superb.’ “Then he passed on to B and said: “A's picture is very bad. Go look at it. The sky is like putty.’ “So B went and looked and then cx claimed as !° to himself: “ ‘Why, I like the sky! “ ‘Well,’ cried A, the painter of the picture, ‘why shouldn't you like my sky?” “‘But Constable said it was like putty,’ B explained confusedly. “So A in a furious rage strode up to Constable and shouted: “ ‘Constable, you're a humbug. I never asked for your opinion about my picture, yet you came to me and praised it. You said that especially you liked cy sky. Then at once you go off and tell some one else that my sky is like putty.’ “Constable listened, with a smile He was not at all confused. “My dea: fellow, you don't under stand,’ he said; ‘1 like putty.’ "—Lor Angeles Times. A Fresh Start. A girl came in and sat in front of | A —— _— i aaaieB nits Plagutebtve Sapttiv Was Training. In an article on baseball training | camps Hugh 8. Fullerton. in the | American Magazine. recounts the fol lowing joke played on “Cap” Anson. the leader of the famous old \White Stockings, during a training <eascn soine years ago: “Anson was one of the most tireless runners In the world. and training under him was a nightmare to his players, Anse would drive his men for three hours in practice, then lead them in long runs, placing himself at the head of the procession and setting a steady, jogging pace If he felt well | the morning training wax a Marathon roate. | have seen players resort to all kinds of tricks to avoid those kill ing runs. “One afternoon in New Orleans years ago Anson ordered ten laps around the field after practice. v ich on the old grounds was nearly ten miles. The afternoon was hot, one of those wilting southern spring days ! that sap the life out of wen fresh from the rigors of a northern winter. The players fell into line, grumbling and | scowling. Back of left fleld a high | board fence separated the ball grounds | from one of the old cemeteries, and | near the foul line u board was off the | fence. The first time the panting ath- letes passed the hole in the fence Dahlen gave a quick glance to see if Anson was looking and dived head first through the gap into the ceme- | tery. The others continued on around ! the lot, but on the second round Lange, Ryan, Kittridge and Decker dived after Dahlen and joined him in the ceme- tery. The third trip saw the line dwin- dle to four followers, with Anson still leading. The fourth found only Anson | and poor Bill Schriver, who had the bad luck to be directly behind his cap tain, plodding on. and on the next trip Schriver made the leap for life. “Majestically alone, Anson toiled cn, while the onlookers writhed with de- light. Perhaps their behavior aroused ! suspicion or the absence of following footsteps attracted ‘Cap's’ attention He stopped. looked at the vacant field: a grim grin overspread his red face, and he resumed the jogging. Straight to that fence he plodded, and, sticking his head through the hole, he beheld his team leaning against the above ground tombs, smoking and laughing. Just for that he marshaled them into line again and, sitting in the stand, watched them grimly until every man had completed ten rounds.” A Skylark For the Shelley Class. I have heard of u professor of Eng: lish in one of our universities who evi dently felt that hix department was laboring under disadvantages [Find ing that his scientific colleagues wer: getting appropriations of astonisbing liberality for illustrative apparatus, be put in his annual report a request for | them at the play. she and her escort | “What a lovely profile!” said he. | | “Beautiful! Delicate little upturned — nose, small mouth, deep, pretty eyes! Isn't she beautiful—beautiful?” “Beautiful,” said she, “but not half so much so as the man she is with. Isn't he the handsomest chap you ever saw? Look at his color, his mus- tache, his lovely head of hair. So many men are bald or beginning to be bald. I do love to see a fine head of hair on a man.” “You know,” he whimpered, “it al- ways makes me sore to speak of peo- ple beginning to be bald, and yon know why.” “Will you let up on the pretty profile if 1 cut out the bald head?” she asked “Yes,” said he. “All right,” said she. — New York Press. Born to Starve. Many years ago an American natu- -ralist, Dana, discovered on the surface of the sea a little animal of so singr lar a character that he named it “monstrilla.” It is a small crustacean Lakin to the cyclops so common In ponds. But. while the latter are fur: ‘nished with all that is necessary to capture and digest their food, the mon- strilla has neither apparatus for seiz- ing prey nor any digestive tube. It is richly provided with muscles, nervous system and organs of sense; it lacks only what is necessary to prolong life by alimentation. The monstrilla Is Exchange. Yellow Fever. “Every one knows that when a man has once had yellow fever and recov- ers he never contracts the disease again, no matter how much he exposes himself to infection,” said Dr. Fred S. Williams of Havana. “This ability to resist the minute organisms which cause the malady is called immunity, in tropical countries where yellow ack is always present it is turned to profit in various ways. “Thus during the a biaAmericus war regiments of immunes were en- listed in the south for service in the fever en country about Santiago. Again, during an epidemic in New Or- leans many persons purposely exposed themselves to infection because the disease in a very mild form, EE epidemics in the future.”—Washington Herald. Re-enforced. “What is an ossified man, pa? “I'm not certain, but I think that is what they call one who bas turned to concrete.”—New York Press. He is a wise map who wastes no en- ergy on pursults for which he is not doomed, therefore, to natural death.— — a e—— tora wo : $5.000 for an aviary. Whe Lie presi. dent asked him to explain he sald ' that it was impossible for him to teach poetry properly unless he had , an aviary connected with his class | room. “Then,” he said. “when the class is reading Shelley's ‘Skylark’ | reach my long handed pet into the cage, catch a lark and hold it up to them. And when we are studying “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner’ my assistant will be stationed in the gal lery with a crossbow to shoot a reul, live albatross on the platform, thus giving the students opportunities for observation that doubtless Coleridge himself never had.” —Indepeadent The Orang Outang. It is a most interesting sight to watch an orang outang make its way through the jungle. It walks slowly . along the larger bravches In a semi- erect attitude, this being apparently caused by the length of its arms and the shortness of its legs. It invariably selects those branches which intermin- gle with those of a neighboring tree, | on approaching which it stretches out its long arms and, grasping the boughs opposite, seems first to shake them as if to test their strength and then de liberately swings itself across to the next branch, which it walks along as before. It does not jump or spring, as monkeys usually do. and never ap pears to hurry itself unless some real danger is present. Yet in spite of its apparently slow movements It gets . along far quicker than a person run- , ning through the forest beneath. The Poppy Bee. The poppy bee is the artist of the honey makers, though she builds her nest in a hole in the ground. burrow- ! Ing down about three inches. At the | bottom she makes a large hole and lines it gloriously with the scarlet pet. als of the red poppy. She cuts anc fits the gorgeous tapestry perfectly. then partly fills the celi with honey lays an egg. folds down the red blan- kets and covers the hole so that it vannot be observed, leaving the baby bee to look after itself in its rosy nest. How inspiration Works. “This sea poem of yours fairly smacks of the salt gale. It is palpably the result of genuine inspiration. You evidently planned it while upon the bounding deep.” “Well, to tell you the truth,” said the poet, “1 got the idea one day while sitting in a shop having ny shees cob- bled. "New York Journal, Could Have Got It More Easily. Mrs. Newlywed—People are saying that you married me for my gold. Mr. Newlywed—What nonsense! If I'd simply wanted gold | could have got it with far less hardship and suffering in South Africa or Alaska.—Scraps. There is nothing so powerful as ex- ample. We put others straight by walking straight ourselves. — Mme, Bwetchine. Sechler & Company 18 or de Tt. at 25 cents per you saw this ~ COFFEE Jy are using a Coffee at 20 cents per pound try our a are paying 25 cents for your Coffee fry our - LL is a severe test but we are very confident we make good. 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