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Benoa.
Bellefonte, Pa., December 10, 1926.
Troublesome War Times
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY.
By Rev. L. M. Colfelt, D. D.
In Bedford County, situated as it
was on the border and previously a
rock bound Democratic stronghold,
there was considerable sympathy with
the Confederate cause and opposition
to the draft, owing to miseducation
and ignorance of the true construc-
tion of the Constitution. The Dem-
ocratic party was divided into two
sections, the Union Democrats being
headed by John Cessna, the leader of
the bar and in my judgment, the
ablest all around man Bedford Coun-
ty has produced, Speaker of the
‘of Boston, who, after gaining consid-
Legislature, Chairman of State Ex-
ecutive Committee, Congressman, and .
often chosen by Thomas B. Reed to
occupy his place in the Speaker’s
chair. In the presidential contest, !
preceding the Civil War, he was!
chosen Delegate to the Democratic
convention at Charleston and suffered |
physical violence, being struck in the '
face by a fire-eater who took umbrage |
at Mr. Cessna’s bold advocacy of
Union sentiments and of a candidate
who would personify opposition to
secession. The other section was led
by B. F. Myers, editor, a man of abil-
ity but a violent partisan who exag-
gerated States Rights into States Sov-
ereignty, boldly advocated the right
of States to secede and denominated
patriotic soldiers as “Lincoln Hire-
lings.” Many other leading Demo-
crats used equally bitter language in
their political harangues confounding
the Confederate cause with Jefferson-
ian Democracy. It was through
ignorance they did it and later when
better informed by the remorseless
logic of events they were no doubt
heartily ashamed that they had spok-
en unadvisedly with their lips. None
the less, the spread of such senti-
ments did its work in the moun-
tains. What wonder that many young
men, imbibing the virus and rein-
forced in some instances by religious
sentiment and detestation of all war,
opposed and evaded the draft and that
a few even ran away from home and
joined the Confederate army. Thus
it came about that Bedford County re-
quired troops to enforce the draft.
Several incidents are associated in
memory with this period. Some
soldiers and a sergeant went to a
cottage occupied by a drafted man
who failed to report for duty, Bagley
by name. Hearing their approach,
the man climbed a ladder to the attic,
drawing it after him and closed the
trap door. The woman threw open
the door of the house, welcomed the
platoon with much sang froid and
told them to search the house dili-
gently but they would find the bird
flown. Meanwhile her man was over-
head at the trap door with a beam of
wood in hand, ready to make his ar-
rest a deadly struggle. But the wo-
man carried off the situation so brave-
ly that the soldiers were convinced
and searched no further.
In another instance, a draft evader
named Croyle prepared an ingenious
refuge in his home by night, hiding :
in the mountains by day. A small de- |
tachment of troops surrounded the |
premises while several of their num-
ber went upstairs and found a square,
boxlike closet covered with cord wood.
Hearing a noise within, they cried to
their comrades without to come for
they had found the culprits’ hiding
place. They all rushed upstairs and
proceeded to fling the cord wood hith-
er and thither. Meanwhile the man in
hiding opened the concealed door in
the bottom of his compartment, leap-
ed to the floor below and escaped to
the wooded hills.
Feeling ran high at that time be-
tween the parties and in one instance
led to tragical results. A young col-
legian at a Canadian university, John
P. Reed, was home at Bedford on a
vacation. The Provost Marshal with
an excess of zeal did not hesitate to
insult the family as he passed them
seated upon their porch, charging
them with sympathy for the Southern
cause, one of the sons having joined
the Confederate army. Several nights
later a brother, Schell Reed, was go-
ing down street when he was assault-
ed by the Provost Marshall for whom
he was no match, being in the last
stages of tuberculosis. As he fell
beneath the blows, he called out, and
his brother, then but across the street
diagonally, visiting his uncle, a bank-
er, heard his cries and rushed to aid
his brother. Being an athelete and a
scientific boxer, he knocked out the
Provost Marshall and seized his broth-
er and shoved him out of the melee
to a place of safety. The crowd, now
grown to angry proportions, was rein-
forced by a number of soldiers from
their headquarters at the Washington
Hotel with their captain, a man about
5 feet, 4 inches in height and in un-
dress, at their head. Meanwhile Sher-
iff Henderson rushed into the center
of the mob and seeing the little cap-
tain in an excited state, mistook him
for the ringleader of the fracas and
laid hands on him. All this time, I,
a boy of 15 years, was perched safely
on a porch overhanging the scene, to
which I had climbed aided by the pil-
lar and was looking at the scrimmage
with bulging eyes. It was quite the
most ridiculous mixup I ever saw,
with the tall soldiers striking over the
pygmy captain’s head at the hercu-
lean Sheriff and the Provost Marshall
gesticulating and trying to explain
to the officer of the law that he had
corraled the wrong man. Finally the
tangle was straightened out and the
crowd dispersed.
Early the next week the young
student, John P. Reed, was proceed-
ing homeward on one side of the
street while the Provost Marshal was
coming on the other side. At sight
of the youth who had bested him, his
anger boiled over and running to the
middle of the street, he seized a stone
and hurled it at his enemy and struck
him in the side, bringing him to his
knees. The youth, fearing another
!
and finishing blow, drew his revolver
and fired, killing his opponent. Alto-
gether it was a deplorable and quite
unnecessary tragedy bringing unde-
served sorrow upon an estimable fath-
er and the several families. The trial
was a Cause Celebre in the annals of
the Bedford court house. Mr. John
Cessna and the District Attorney on
one side and David Paul Brown, the
greatest criminal lawyer in the annals
of Philadelphia, (with his equally
famous snuffbox) on the other. The
jury acquitted the defendant on the
grounds of self defense, a verdict
which met with the approval of the
community.
At this period the agitation in
favor of total abstinence was much in
vogue and Father Matthews, John B.
Gough, William E. Dodge and Theo-
dore Cuyler were prominent advo-
cates. Among others, I recall vividly
a young man by the name of Uniac,
erable fame on the platform in the
Middle West, appeared in the Court
House at Bedford and lectured on the:
subject. He was not only a very at-
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David’s Great Lament,
“Tell It Not in Gath”
In spite of its tragic origin, this is
probably one of the commonest ::atch-
phrases in the world. If a golfer, for
instance, were to foozle his drive or
miss an easy putt, he might say, “Tell
it not in Gath,” meaning, “Don’t tell
the other fellows!” If an actor, tem-
porarily out of a job, were to be dis-
covered by an old friend busking on
the beach, he would say, “Tell it not
in Gath,” meaning, “Don’t breathe It
in Maiden Lane!”
The saying is Biblical in its origin.
the first to utter it being David iv
his lament on the death of Saul and
Jonathan at the battle of Gilboa. Sau!
had been jealous of David for years,
although Jonathan, his son and heir,
was David's most devoted friend. Da-
vid, being a fugitive, had settled with
a handful of faithful followers at Zik-
lag, a small town in the country of
the Philistines.
It was here that the news was
tractive speaker but of remarkable
intellectual brilliance. To this day T ;
recall his wonderful flight of elo:
quence. I registered the conviction
at the time that this young man would |
rise high in the temperance crusade
and go far. But to my surprise after
a brief period of coruscation he disap- |
peared totally. Five years later when
a theological student, I was seated in .
the gallery of the Second Presbyter-
ian Church, Princeton, listening to
John B. Gough lecturing on the pow-
er of habit and elucidating the truth
that no man with an ingrained drink
or dope habit can possibly break his
chains without the aid of religion and
he related an incident which electri-
fied me. He said in substance that
during the Civil War he was lectur-
ing one night to an audience of sol-
diers in Alexandria and at the close |
invited any who were so disposed to
come up and sign the pledge. Among
others, a young officer of most engag-
ing personality, a Free-Thinker and
an unbeliever in religion, as he was
afterwards informed, came forward
and signed the pledge. Mr. Gough
was told also that he was a brilliant
speaker and often chosen to make
sword presentations and other
speeches. As he signed, Mr. Gough
asked “Young Man, will you keep this
pledge?” He said, “I will keep it.”
Thrice the question was repeated and
the answer given. “Young man, with-
out the help of God, I fear you will
not be able to keep it.” He answered
vehemently, “I will keep it by the
strength of my own will!” After-
wards, said Mr. Gough, he became a
temperance orator of no mean distine-
tion for several years. Later I met
him in Philadelphia one night and he
begged me to go with him to his hotel
and stand by him till he had conquer-
ed the Demon Thirst that was crying
out from every cell of his brain and
pore of his body. He bolstered him :
the livelong night until the paroxysm |
passed and the next morning as they
parted to go their several ways, Uniac
said, “Mr. Gough, if I fall I shall not
survive it. I will not sink into the
mire again.” Some months later, Mr.
Gough concluded, “I received a tele-
gram saying, ‘Uniac is dead.” He had
taken his life.
To this illustration of the impo-
tence of the human will I can add an-
other germain to this period of my
life. One of the greatest terrors of
my school days was encountering on
my way home in the evenings, a man
by the name of Samuel Amick, a
mountaineer, reeling homeward, mut-
tering curses and who, in common
parlance, had not drawn a sober
breath in 60 years. He lived in a!
cabin on a mountain tract he owned.’
Later 2 vein of iron ore was discov-
ered on his property, the royalty for !
mining which netted him about $25
a day. This sudden access of pros-
perity brought about 2 radical change
in his habits. He resolved not to
drink a drop for a year and by sheer
force of will kept his resolution. At
the end of the year he vowed he
would abstain another year, and keep-
ing his vow seemed to disprove the
contention of Mr. Gough that no man
can break a habit such as drink which
has grooved his throat, blended with
his brain cells and blood corpuscles, :
save by the help of God. But some
years later when I was spending a va-
cation at the Arandale Hotel, on tak-
ing a hack ride, I asked the driver,
“What has become of Samuel
Amick?” He answered, “Last Sun-
day he was found dead in his bed, a
bottle of whiskey by his side!”
At the risk of garrulity upon this
subject, I must add a more cheerful
proof of Mr. Gough’s conviction. A :
Mr. Middleton, of Bedford, an oid
time hackman had long been addicted |
to intemperance when in a revival |!
in the Methodist Church he “experi-
enced Religion” and became a devoted ;
member of the Church. I can bear
witness that he, an unlettered man,
could make the most eloquent and mov-
ing prayer I ever heard, surpassing any
minister, either of Cathedral or plain
meeting house. He took the absti-
nence pledge and was steadfast as the
everlasting hills to the end of life.
His religion proved his unfailing bul-
wark.
What is it?
“What kind of store is that fellow
over at Toad Rock running?” asked
2 motorist.
“Well, he has Ford parts for sale,”
replied the attendant in the filling
station at Ten Degrees, “buys butter,
eggs, and poultry, deals in real estate,
paints houses, marries folks in his
capacity as justice of peace, runs
the postoffice, sells stamps, hams, mo-
lasses, ete., and takes boarders up-
stairs. I reckon you'd call it a drug
store.”
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Orders for hand made rugs for
Christmas gifts are now being solic-
ited by Norman Kirk, Very reason-
ably priced, these rugs can be gotten
in any size and in almost any color
and being so attractive a more accept-
able gift could not be found among
brought te him that Saul had fallen
upon his own sword, after being
| wounded by the Philistines. and that
Jonathan was dead also. Be broke
out into one of the finest requiems
ever uttered:
How are the mighty fallen!
Tell it not in Gath,
Publish it not in the streets of Askalon,
Lest the daughters of the Philistines
rejoice.
Askalon was a seaport of the Philis-
tities, and Gath was an inland city of
some Importance in the same corner
of Palestine.—London Tit-Bits.
Pulitzer Would Have
Had Royal Birds Shot
Fitzroy Gardner, in his book. “More
Reminiscences of an Old Bohemian.”
tells this story about Joseph Pulitzer:
“On one occasion, having to stay one
night in London, and fearing that
his rest would be disturbed by street
traffic. he instructed his London rep-
resentative to obtain at any cost the
use of some private house where no
trafic could be heard. One of the
mansions in Kensington palace gar-
dens was rented for a week for the
purpose of a night's occupation.
Pulitizer was quite satisfied with the
arrangement until, in the early hours
of the morning, he was awakened by
the piercing shrieks, not many yards
away, of peacocks from Kensington
palace. He rang for his valet, gave
him a revolver—Pulitzer generally
had one—and told him to go out and
shoot the birds. The valet. not dar-
ing to disobey his master, did some
desultory firing; the neighborhood
was alarmed; police rushed to the
spot, and Pulitzer was seriously in-
convenienced by the enforced tem-
-orary absence of his servant.”
Left-Handed Cigars
It is not always because a cigar is
badly made that the wrapper curls up
and works off. It is often because a
right-handed man is smoking a left-
handed cigar. A left-handed cigar is
one rolled by the maker's left hand.
for all cigar makers must be ambi-
dextrous.
A leaf of tobacco for the wrappet
is cut on the bias and is rolled from
left to right on the filler.. The other
plece, for reascns of economy, is then
used, and must be rolled the opposite
way by the workman's other hand.
The smoker, if he holds one of these
left-handed cigars in his right hand.
is sure to rub tl:e wrapper the wrong
way and loosen it. But the cigar is
not a bad one—it is a left-handed one.
Ants Fight to Death
Extermination of red-meat ants, one
of the most common pests in Aus-
tralia, frequently Is effected by start-
ing a war between these ants and war-
like soldier ants. The war between
the two varieties of ants is started by
placing a large uncooked bone near
the nest occupied by the red ants, and
when they begin feeding, the bonc is
removed gradually nearer the nest of
soldier ants, ‘a writer in the Sydney
Bulletin tells us. When the ' two
tribes meet while attempting to ob-
tain food from the same bone, open
warfare follows, during which casu-
alties become exceedingly heavy on
both sides. Usually the battle ends In
the complete extermination of one of
the armies.
Varieties of Bread
Generally speaking, the difference
between whole-wheat bread and gra-
ham bread is that there is less coarse
bran in the so-called whole-wheat
bread than In graham bread. True
graham bread is made from graham
fiour. Dr. Alexander Graham was the
first to advocate milling the entire
wheat, adding nothing and subtracting
nothing. In some mills the whole-
wheat flour is a product of the whole
wheat put through a process to take
out the coarsest bran. Bakeries’ gra-
ham bread is made from a mixture of
pure graham flour and white flour,
half and half.
Only a Life Interest
A Quaker was looking ast one ot
the great pictures which Turner re-
fused to sell.
“my nephew tells me that thon valuest
that picture very highly.” “Well,”
(sald Turner, “it is true that I have
‘been offered a very large sum, 1,500
guineas, for it, which I have mfused.”
“Then,” said the Quaker, “I shouid call
‘that picture my dead stock. It just
[costs 75 guineas a year to keep that
picture on thy wall” “I have never
looked at it in that light,” confessed
.Turper; “but I have only a life in-
terest I= it."
home furnishings. Telephone 925-R-12
proportions varying—sometimes being,
“Mr, Turner,” sald he,
Georgians Proud o:
Record of Augusta
Augusta, one of Georgia's health re-
sort cities, founded nearly 200 years
ago by James Oglethorpe, the philan-
thropist. was named by him for the
then princess of Wales. While the
city is known in the North and East
chiefly as a health resort and for its
splendid golf links, Georgians cherish
its historical associations. It was
from Charleston, S. C., to Hamburg,
across the river from Augusta, that
the first American-built locomotive,
the “Best Friend,” was operated 90
years ago, and in Augusta lived Wil-
liam Longstreet, who received a
steamboat patent from his state in
1788, but was not able to operate his
invention successfully uatil 20 years
later, a year after Fulton’s Clermont
was navigating the Hudson. Augusta
and Savannah each claims it was on
a farm in its environs that Eli Whit-
ney devised and set up the first cotton
gin. Fifteen miles from Augusta is
Silver Bluff, where Hernando de Soto
camped in 1540, and Spanish chron-
fclers relate that it was with difficulty
he induced his followers to leave the
“pleasantest place” on American
shores.—Ralpli A. Graves. in the Na-
tional Geographic Magazine.
Gay Colors Put Away
in Nature’s Storeroom |
One of the densest jungles on earth
today lies along the Motago river in
Guatemala. Should nature, by the
process of the coal age, transform that
jungle into a coal seam, it would be
only a few inches thick. What a for-
est of tree life it must have been to
produce the seams of coal which we
mine today. One of the thickest on
record is 66 feet. While nature was
storing away the sun heat captured by
the prehistoric jungles, nature also
put away the color of that tropic
world, Within the last 50 years chem-
ists have discovered vats of every
imaginable color concealed in gummy
black coal tar. Modern styles for wom-
en’s clothing quickly took possession
of these color “miners,” so our ave-
nues are brilliant with the hues of
luxuriant herbage which we may im-
agine beautified our earth, millions
and millions of years ago.—National
Geographic Society Magazine.
Success Fired Poe
fdgar Allan Poe was in dire need
of money when in 1833 he read in the
Saturday Visitor of Baltimore the an-
nouncement of a prize contest, in
which $100 was offered for the best
story, and $50 for the best poem. He
wrote a series of six tales to be called
“Tales of the Folio Club,” for the prose
entry and for the poetry contest he
wrote “The Coliseum.” With high
hopes he left his contributions at the
office of the Saturday Visitor, relates
the Washington Post. He was on hand
the following Saturday before the first
papers were off the press, and when
he obtained a copy he found spread
before him his own story—the prize
winner, “The MSS, Found in a Bottle.”
together with an article of praise and
encouragement from the judges. This
success proved an inspiration to Poe
and brought many successful stories
and poems from his pen.
Primitive Bookkeeping
The old Aecadians, or Cajuns, of
southwestern Louisiana were a prim-
itive people. Their customs, if quaint,
were often ingenious. In those early
days the sole intruders from the out- |
| gaming tables the establishment will
side world were the commercial trav-
elers. They saw some curious things.
One of them, making the round of
the prairie in his buggy, stopped at a
boutiyue, or small Cajun store. The
proprietor could neither read nor
write. Nevertheless, he had a card
index system of credit of his own.
This he kept upon pieces of plank,
putting down first the mark peculiar
! to each debtor. Afterward he added
a picture of each article that was
bought and charged. An admirable
system.—Adventure Magazine.
Plaster of Paris
Plaster of paris is derived from a
mineral called gypsum. Burned first
to dry off the superfluous water, this
gypsum ylelds a fine chalky powder
which, when moistened again into a
paste, and pressed into a mold, hard-
ens into a perfect replica of its model,
so making an ideal material for cheap
statues and the like.
Gypsum is found in many parts of
the world, but as a large part of Paris
happens to be built over whole beds
of it, that city was the first to discov-
er this particular way of using it
Hence models and statuettes so fash-
foned were spoken of as being made
of plaster of paris.
Old Babylonian City
daran as a city of note is often
mentioned in Babylonian inscriptions,
and had many historical connections,
though the excavator has not gone far
with his investigation of its ruins yet.
Nabodins, the last Assyrian king of
Babylon, for instance, speaks of be-
ing inspired by his god to rebuild the
temple Ehulhul (or House of Joy),
which the Scythians had destroyed
when taking Haran, and describes in
a glowing inscription how he had re-
built and adorned the city.
Attributes of Wealth
Wealth is not the real prize of lifes
it is only a trophy, 2 symbol, and may
carry with it no satisfaction; indeed,
it does not carry with it genuine, last
ing satisfaction unless won and ems
ployed fairly, honestly, honorably.--
Grit.
Great Writers Often
in Financial Straits
When Oliver Goldsmith was threat-
ened with arrest for nonpayment of
rent, Samuel Johnson hastened to him
and asked if he had any manuscript
upon which he might realize some
money. Goldsmith produced his “Vicar
of Wakefield,” and Johnston, who,
upon glancing through It, saw Its
merits, tucked it under his arm and
hurried to Francis Newberry, that
famous old bookseller. Newberry was
rather indifferent about its worth, but
paid Johnson the equivalent of $300
for it
To Goldsmith, the sum was the price
of liberty, as well a8 shelter and food,
and he welcomed it as one would a
small fortune. Newberry kept the
manuscript for two years, until Gold-
smith’'s “Traveler” having appeared
and proved successful, he thought he
might risk its publication. It was pub-
lished March, 1766. and in a month
was in its second edition,
Goldsmith. however, was not the
only author who suffered from Iim.-
pecuniosity. Dickens. Johnson, Thack-
eray. Addison and Speed were at
various times so pressed for money
i that they did not know from where
their next dollar was coming.—Market
for Exchange.
Kanakas Left Record
of Engineering Skill
In bygone days the natives of New
Caledonia ' displayed an astonishing
knowledge of engineering. J
Because the valleys where they
lived were too narrow to support a
growing population, they carved the
sides of the hills into great terraces.
These were carefully graded so that
mountain streams could be made to
flow smoothly along each terrace and
down to the next in zigzags, each
half a mile or so long, says a writer
in Adventure Magazine. If there was
no spring on the hillside, they brought
water from neighboring slopes along
viaducts made of hollowed-out tree-
trunks. They gauged levels with a
nicety modern engineers might envy.
Few of these terraced hillsides are
cultivated today. The white man has
changed all that,
The native population is decreasing.
the survivors are apathetic and indo-
lent; they work on plantations or cat-
tle ranches, and on Sundays they get
drunk when they are not attending
church.
Depicts Desert Tragedy
A grim little memento of a tragedy
of the desert has been given to the
University of Pennsylvania by Prot.
John W. Harshberger of the botany de-
partment. Tt consists of the dried and
mummified body of a horned toad, en-
tangled among the curved spines of a
small cactus.. The skin of the luck-
less little animal was not punctured
in any place, but its hind legs were
fettered by the fish-hook-shaped
thorns, and it had apparently died a
slow death of hunger and thirst. The
cactus appears to be much tougher
than its animal victim, for though it
had been torn from its roots for sev-
eral weeks it showed no signs of dis-
tress. and Professor Harshberger
stated that such plants are able to
live without a drop of water for sev-
eral years, lying on a laboratory
shelf. :
And Don’t Come Back
There is a rule at Monte Carlo that
if a player beggars himself at the
reimburse him sufficiently to insure
his return to his home place. But
he may never play there again until
the loan is paid.
In the “Roaring Forties” in this city
is a restaurant which has a rule some-
what similar. The place is noted for
its steaks and chops and its propri-
etor swears by them.’ Such, indeed, is
his pride that no patron who is served
and complains about the quality of
the food is permitted to pay for it. The
check for his repast is destroyed be-
fore his face. Then he is courteously
asked never to darken the door of the
establishment again. — New York
World.
Family of Statesmen
Ohio once had a representative in
congress who was the son of a Presi-
dent and the father of a President. He
was John Scott Harrison, born at
Terre Haute, Ind, at the time when
his father, Gen. William Henry Har-
rison, was governor of Indiana. His
son was Benjamin Harrison. John
Scott Harrison served only two terms
in congress, then retired to the an-
cestral farm near North Bend, Ohio,
where he devoted the rest of his life
to agriculture, art and literature.
He was first elected in 1852 to the
Thirty-second congress. His second
term was in the Thirty-fourth con-
gress. He dled at North Bend, May
28, 1878.
Travel for Travel’s Sake
For my part, I travel not to go any-
where, but to go. I travel for travel’s
sake. The great affair is to move; to
feel the needs and hitches of our life
more early; to come down off this
featherbed civilization, and find the
globe granite under foot and strewn
with cutting flints. Alas, as we get up
in life, and are more preoccupied with
our affairs, even a holiday is a thing
that must be worked for. To hold a
pack upon packsaddle against a gale
out of the freezing North is no high
industry, but it 1s one that serves to
occupy and compose the mind. And
when the present is so exacting who
can annoy himself abovut the future d=-
ehert Louls Stevenson
FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN.
DAILY THOUGHT.
It is good to be unselfish and generous,
but don’t carry that too far. It will not
do to give yourself to be melted down for
the benefit of the tallow trade; you must
know where to find yourself.—George Eliot.
—On the coats in the new winter
collections one sees an enormous
quantity of silver foxes, shaven lamb
and breitschwantz. In hats felt has
never been so triumphant. Hats of
engraved felt are at present one of
ii big millinery successes of the sea-
Each modiste is able to have his
own designs engraved on hats, and in
this way each house has its exclusive
models. Some of the designs are
geometrical, some flowered, some
snake-like, and in many instances
they are reproductions of ancient pat-
terns.
Some of the most effective have
been copied from old Florentine and
Venetian designs. The black tendency
has never been stronger, and after
blacks, grays are in vogue, all the reds
also and netural colors and pale beiges:
and a few blues and all of the fur
shades.
_ Lucien Lelong is showing a collec-
tion specially designed for Palm
Beach which is naturally attracting
an interested crowd. M. Lelong says
that so many smart women go to the
fashionable Florida resorts that the
naming of garments for wear there
deserves special attention. :
The models are only carried out in
very light materials, such as crepe de
chine, linen, tub-silk, shantung, print-
ed silk and georgette. The dominat-
ing shades are white ivory and yellow,
and another that can best be defined
as “between the two.”
There are slightly beaded chiffon
and crepe de chine coats trimmed with
white fox. At Drecoll’s the new mod-
els have skirts one inch longer. This
does not foreshadow any drastic
lengthening of the skirts, however.
The present length is apt to undergo a
slight change one way or another, but
there will be no further variation.
1, for one, am thoroughly consistent.
I think we are going to wear our
skirts short as those of little girls,
we ought to complement them in the
same way as does this younger gen-
eration. And I look forward hopeful
ly to the time when they hand me my
bloomers made of the dress material.
Meanwhile, however, we go right on
wearing ‘em short. To be sure, some
radical spirits in Paris have advocated
an inch or two of extra length, but
from all indications the strain on the
kneecap is not to be lifted in the im-
mediate future.
_—Just as natural as a cannibal—
that is how one may describe some of
these new waistlines. Whereas many
of the designers pose this line at its
accustomed place right at the top of
the hips, others have joined enthusias-
tically the “back to nature” movement
among waist.
It is interesting to note that when
the natural waistline does occur it is
usually in the society of a slightly
bloused corsage and a fitted hipline.
Altogether, these three details give us
a new impression of the autumn sil-
houette. It's really more change thar
we are accustomed to.
—No longer is it considered correct
to eause dinner guests to dodge and
peer from side to side at their fel-
low guests across a huge bouquet of
flowers. The correct table decoratiun
is gracefully low and arranged in a
flat bowl surrounded with candle-
sticks, tall if the effect of height is
desired, but never obstructing the
view. The proper bowl has a wide
rolled edge and it has four matching
candlesticks all decorated in a lovely
cut design. It has been made to assist.
in this new and artistic table arrange-
ment. It is a handsome ornament
even when not used to hold flowers
and, as the set comes in rose, green
and amber, one may find a tint to cor-
respond with any color scheme. The
set complete will make a welcome,
but not costly wedding gift, as it is
priced at $5.50.
—You may be particular about your
frocks and keep them covered and
hung in even rows in your closet, but
how do you keep your hats? Are
they crowded into a hat box on the
closet shelf where they loose that chic
bend and turn of brim that gives them
distinction. The hats in a shop are
generally kept on slender stands,
where the brim is not bent nor the
crown crushed. If you like to follow
the example of the shop you will find
the professional looking stands about
twelve inches high all enameled and
hand-decorated and selling at $1 each,
will be the very thing you need. They
will make pretty gifts, too.
Hats are high of crown and wide of
brim. Most of the crowns are soft-
ened by a draped or tucked variation.
The brims droop more than in the old
fashioned sailor.
_—Smart costumes for the younger
girl exploit the vogue of navy blue
brightened with touches of red. Al-
most invariably the hat repeats this
combination of colors.
—The days have gone when apples
were an everyday adjunct of the
household and as much a matter of
course as potatoes. The higher price
they now command makes their lavish
use less possible, but they are still
our standby in the fruit line. It is
well this is so, as they are especially
wholesome. Well-made apple sauce
should always be kept on hand. Small
or imperfect fruit can be used to ad-
vantage. Pare and core the apples
and cut into small pieces. Pour boil-
ing water over the cut apples, using
only enough to keep the sauce from
burning at first, as the apples soon
make their own juice. Cook quickly
stirring from time to time. When
smooth add sugar, the juice of a lemor
and half its peel cut into thin shreds
Never make apple sauce in metal anc
never stir with a metal spoon. Ii
darkens easily by contact with metal
An enameled ware saucepan and ar
enameled ware or wooden spoon will
obivate that difficulty.
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—Subsecribe for the Watchman,