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TAR AND FEATHERS.
(Copyright, 1914, by W. G. Chapman.)
Griggs was a traveling man. Draw a
picture of the type that th.s descrip
tion calls up in your own mind and
you have Griggs. Forty-five, or a little
less, stout, jolly, with a perpetual smile
and a noisy way, and an addiction to
noisy clothes; that is Griggs.
He passed through Evesham twice
a year and stayed, of course, at the
Phoenix, where he used to swap
yarns with the rest of us in the eve-
ning. People liked Griggs pretty well,
but he wasn’t exactly the kind of man
they would have preferred for a neigh:
bor.
He had a wife somewhere along his
route, but none of us had ever seen
her. We learned of the fact only from
‘a word that he casually let drop one
day.
Miss Amy Bellairs was the beauty
of Evesham. Her father, Squire Bel-
lairs, was one of the few mcn who,
belonging to the old t 'pe, had adjusted
‘himself to the conditions of the pres-
ent.
Well, if Griggs was interested in a
maid, it wasn’t anyone’s business, and
it wasn’t up to us to interfere.
You can imagine the upshot. If there
is one thing that enlivens Evesham
more than another it is a married man
paying attentions to an unmarried
woman—or a married one, for that
matter, unless she happens to be his
wife. Of late Griggs seemed to have
been making Evesham his headqaur-
ters more than his business warranted.
The sisterhocd didn’t speak to Martha
—they ostracized her. They didn’t
speak to the squire, for he was not a
sympathetic man. They attacked
where they thought the best chances
of success lay—at Miss Amy.
A deputation visited the squire’s
daughter and laid the facts before her.
“Ladies,” said Miss Amy quietly, “in
my opinion you have come on a spite-
ful errand. It is no business of mine to
inquire into the character of my
maid’s callers and I won’t do it.”
So the sisterhood retired baffled.
They didn’t dare to be insolent to
Miss Amy and they knew she wouldn't
care for anything they might do to an-
noy her. So they held a consultation
in Miss Jones’ house.
“What I says is,” said little Miss
Blossom, the confectioner, “we've got
to strike at the man. It’s men who
bring harm to us poor women.”
Inasmuch as no man had ever
brought any harm to Miss Blossom,
who was wizened, dried up and sixty,
this does not seem to have been first-
hand evidence, but her suggestion was
acclaimed with great enthusiasm.
“What’ll we do to him?” inquired
Miss Jones.
“A thick coat of tar and a few feath-
ers—chicken feathers,” answered Miss
Blosse:.
The sisterhood kept very quiet after
that, but they kept their eyes on
Griggs. It was about four weeks later
that he stepped off the train on Eve-
sham platform, with his: perpetual
smile and jolly air. He hadn’t done so
before a female scout was hurrying up-
town with the news.
Griggs had a good dinner at the
‘Phoenix and then, feeling at peace
with himself and all the world, he
started uptown toward the squire's
kitchen—the squire was away at the
time—and they saw their opportunity,
too.
It must have been an hour later that
Miss Jones and Miss Blossom crept up
to the kitchen door to reconnoiter. Be-
hind them came a cchort of nearly a
dozen infuriated ladies, two of whom
carried the tar-pot, while the rest car-
ried mostly feather pillows, ripped up
at one end. :
“Ladies,” said iss Blossom, “it isn’t
usual to tar and feather over the coat,
is it?”
This idea had not occurred to any-
body, but Miss Blossom was equal to
the occasion.
“Over his head,” she said, and with
that the infuriated band burst open
the door to find Griggs with his arms
about—whom do ycu suppose? Martha
Bayliss? No, sir, the squire’s daugh-
ter, Miss Amy Bellairs herself.
Well, you can imagine the silence of
petrified astonishment. Nobody remem-
‘bered the tar-pot. Nobody would have
dared to tar Griggs in Miss Amy's
presence. But they didn’t forget their
tongues.
“So now we understand,” said Miss
Blossom, “what the attraction here
was.”
“As also why you didn’t think it was
no business of yours to interfere,”
snickered Miss Jones.
“But of course we understand now,”
said Miss Blossom, “and we came to
save a poor innocent girl from being
imposed upon by a scoundrel, not a
designing woman of the world.”
Griggs rose to the occasion splendid-
ly. He stepped out, bristling, in front
of the sisterhood.
“I'll have you know,” he shouted,
“that this lady is my wife, and has
been this past six months, you—you—"
' Shocked by the word he used the
sisterhood dissolved and bolted.
Of course the news came out next
day, but Griggs must have stood up to
the squire as well as he stood up to the
sisterhood, to judge from the fact that
he stays there now, when he visits
Hvesham, which is pretty often, in-
stead of at the Phoenix.
And the moral I draw is that you
can never account for a woman’s taste.
Mrs. Griggs is as happy as a queen,
and the old squire says he’s going to
make the boy a financial emperor when
he grows up.
ARE ALWAYS ON THE WATCH
| How Battleships at Sea Keep Informed
| of the Whereabouts of an
Enemy's Fleet.
Every battleship at sea has its
| wireless installation adjusted so that
it can send and receive signals and
messages to other squadrons at sea
or in harbor and to stations ashore
One ship is always in direct touch
with the admiralty, whence the latest |
information received at headquarters
from all parts of the world is immedi
ately transmitted to the fleet, while
each of the other ships composing the
fleet is similarly responsible for some
particular station ashore or for a
cruiser squadron or flotilla of torpedc
boat destroyers.
For the purpose of obtaining infor
mation as to the whereabouts of the
enemy and guarding against surprises
wireless telegraphy is, of course, inval
uable, says the Wireless World (Lon:
don). A great number of cruisers are
sent out ahead and spread a number
of miles across. The duty of these
ships is to keep a thorough lookout
and report to the ship in the battle
fleet looking out on their particular
wavelength. This ship, in turn, re
ports by semaphore or Morse-lamp to
the admiral of the battle fleet. The
cruisers are sometimes assisted by
torpedo boat destroyers. Now, if 30
of these ships are used it will be read-
ily seen that the area of their vision
is enormous, and it would be almost
impossible for a fleet to pass unob-
served. Immediately any of the ships
sight the enemy’s squadron they would
report at once by wireless, stating the
number of ships sighted, with their
speed, latitude and longitude, etc. The
admiral would then give his orders,
also by wireless.
BOOKS HE WOULD SELECT
Author Gives His List of Reading
Matter for Dweller Encamped
on Desert Island.
What ten books would you select
for a course of reading if you were
placed on a desert island? No time
should be lost in compiling the list, be-
cause there are oniy a few desert
islands left. Here, for example, not of
islands, but of books, is the list se-
lected by William Caine, the novelist,
author of “But She Meant Well.”
“l. The Bible, because it is a book
that I have always meant to read. 2.
Gibbons, because there is such a lot of
it. 3. Rabelais, that I might laugh. 4.
‘Don Quixote,” that I might weep. 5.
‘Bouvard et Pechuchet,’ because this
is one side of France. 6. Carlyle’s
‘French Revolution,’ because this is
the other. 7. ‘Wahrheit und Dichtung,’
because here I have Germany. 8.
‘Arabian Nights,” because this is the
Hast. 9. 'Tom Jones, because this is
England as Fielding saw it. 10. ‘The
New Foresters,’ because this is Eng-
land as my wife saw it.”
Poland Not Wild and Desolate.
The prevalent impression in the
west that the operations in Poland
have been conducted in wild and des-
olate country is curiously wide of the
truth Poland is now more densely
populated than any other part of Rus-
sia, and the towns which have figured
in the recent dispatches are centers
of thriving industry. Radom, now
out of sound of the guns, has
large tanneries and distilleries, Ka-
lisz, through which a big German col-
umn passed to relieve the pressure in
the center, is famous for lace and
embroideries. Every little town around
which the fighting has raged has its
own mills, chiefly textile. Poland is
rich in minerals, and its coal field is
of considerable extent. It is not neces-
sary to cross into Silesia to find either
factories or Germans engaged in run-
ning them If Russia could have
saved Poland frou. Invasion we may
be sure she would have done so.—-
London Times.
Where Home Folks Come First.
In Chicago men who need work are
being given blue tickets. These tick-
ts identifr the holders as bona fide
residents vi Chicago. The object is to
vive needy Chicageans first call on
jobs and ¢harity and to shut out an
army of drifters who crowd into the
tity in the cold months to live on
charity. Of course, the blue tickets
do not doom to starvation all strang-
rs who reach Chicago in a starving
condition. They simply insure pref-
rence to Chicagoans when aid is ex-
>nded and discourage the professional
hoboes.
Crushed Stone Industry.
Crushed stone is the largest factor
of the stone industry in the United
States. Figures showing the value of
crushed stone were first published by
the United States Geological Survey
in 1898 and amounted to $4,031,445.
By 1913 the output was valued at over
$31,000,000. Of late years stone
crushed for making concrete has
largely taken the place of building and
foundation stone.
Absolute Devotion.
“1 think that women ought to have
the ballot.”
“Do they really want it?”
“They must want it. Some of them
ire working so ardently for suffrage
that they are paying absolutely no at-
ention to dress.”—Kansas City Jour-
aa.l
City’s New Move,
The health commissioner of Milwau-
tee is planning to establish free dis-
ensaries and clinics in school build-
ags at regular hours, not only for
ervice to the children, but to the
eneral public.
FACT AND FANCY
By MAUDE BREWSTER.
(Copyright, 1915, by the McClure Newspa-
per Syndicate.)
Marie was a street singer, but Marie
had dreams. While she sang for pen-
nies and dimes that were tossed to
her from the windows of apartment
houses she fancied herself a grand
opera singer bowing gracefully before
a great audience of music lovers. As
she glanced from time to time at
Lecco, the young'Greek who was her
accompanist, and who turned the hand
organ mechanically, Marie fancied him
to be a great and wonderful conductor
waving his baton and carrying her
rhythmically through her operatic
arias.
The afternoon upon which Marie
and Lecco stopped before the studio
apartments on West Fifty-seventh
street was fraught with much excite-
ment and interest for both the Greek
and the little singer from Italy.
John Orth, artist and philanthropist,
was giving a tea in his sumptuous
studio when Marie's voice arose from
the streets and startled his guests
with its sympathetic timbre and clar
-ity of tone.
“What do you say to asking them
up here for a song?” he asked.
“Great! Here's a chance for Orth
to take another protege under his wide
wing,” Billy Craven made answer.
The idea was no sooner suggested
than carried out, and a moment later
Marie and Lecco, together with the
old hand organ, were up in John
Orth’s studio and facing a company
of Bohemians who eagerly pressed for
ward and encircled them.
Marie had always fancied herself
singing before a critical audience. It
was no doubt that long, half-conscicus
training in the world of dreams that
carried her successfully through the
ordeal
Before leaving, Marie had promised
John Orth to return the following
day to receive instructions prepara-
tory to beginning a course of study in
vocal and instrumental music. Also
they had been taken into the dining:
room, where Orth’s servants offered
them tea and cakes such as would
make the mouths of less hungry
people water.
When they had finally left the stu-
dio John Orth sat in deep study. His
guests, now that the tense moments
were slipping into the past, began to
chide him.
“I am hard hit,” he admitted slowly.
“If that girl takes advantage of her
studies and makes a name for her
self I”
“You'll marry the girl,”
Jimmy Craven.
“Yes, I think I will,” John Orth said.
Days slipped into weeks and Marie
progressed slowly, but with great in-
telligence. She found study tedious
and the demands put upon her time
wearisome. Her brain, unaccustomed
to training, rebelled at the long hours
of application to technique, sight read-
ing and endless scales, both vocal and
instrumental. She felt much like a
bird that had been caged, and Marie
longed passionately for her freedom.
Her fancies had never embodied this
constant toil. The fact was less at-
tractive to her than her wonderful
dreams and castles in the air.
Lecco, too, seemed unconsciously to
add to her troubles. That he was
occupying himself with busingss was
evident in the enlarged store ®¥nd in-
creased trade. Marie wondered at the
loneliness and sudden strangeness of
the world, and it was to Lecco she
went with her woes.
“Meestair Orth—he would marry
me,” she said finally. “He say he loves
me.”
Lecco’s face went white. “I love
you, too, Marie,” he cried swiftly, and
would have stopped the rush of words
to his lips had not Marie crept happily
into his arms.
“You nevair say so to me; nevair
told me you love me,” she whispered
in the wonderful tones that would
have made her famous had she loved
happiness less. “I have loved you
forever, Lecco.”
A flame leaped into Lecco’s black
eyes and he bent his head over the
lips that were to him red poppies flung
on an oval of alabaster.
laughed
Liberty.
A small boy went up to a soda
water clerk and said:
“Give me a ptomaine cocktail.”
“What's that?”
“I want a ptomaine cocktail.”
“That’s a new one on me. Explain
what it is.”
“Well, I've just escaped from my
home and I can do what I like. Now,
every time I have seen anything I
particularly liked, my mother would
say, ‘No, you can’t have that It's
got ptomaine in it’ And so I want
a ptomaine cocktail, with all the pto-
maines you can squeeze in. I'm out
for the time of my life.”—Life.
Had to Put Up With It.
Mistress—“Bridget, did I see Officer
Flynn eating cold chicken in the kitch-
en last night?’ Bridget—“You did,
mum! And it’s not me will heat up a
chicken at half-past tin for any cop.”
—Puck.
Worried.
“That dog of Black’s will be the
death of me, barking at me every
time 1 pass.”
“But barking dogs don’t bite”
“I know, but I'd rather be bitten
at once than kept in suspense.”
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