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Bellefonte, Pa., May 13, 1910.
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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,
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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,
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