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Entered as second class matter,
March 9, 1910, at the post office at
Moshanon, Pa., under the act of March
3, 1879. ;
An ill wind, declares the New York
Telegram, often takes our breath
away.
The rainy-day skirt, announces the
Chicago News, was never intended for
the tall woman with a stately stride.
Perhaps Pittsburg named its base-
ball team “The Pirates” in honor of
the City Council, suggests the Kansas |
City Star. :
The stomach of a Seattle man who
fasted thirty-ninzs days to cure stom-
ach trouble isn’t troubling him any
more, asserts the New York World.
He died.
Amundsen’s determination to lock
himself in the ice for seven years, to
await scientific Arctic developments,
observes the Boston Advertiser, calls
for admiration and suggestion as to
his comrades.
Says the Atlanta Constitution: It
is proposed to change the inaugural
date from March 4 until the last
Thursday in April—a date eminently
more satisfactory, though it might be
still better carried a little further
along into the spring. An early May
inaugural would, we believe, prove!
fdeal™> *: “4
‘The newest thing in. picture post-
cards is the photographic fake." ‘It
flourishes at Washington; affirms the
New York Mail. For a quarter you
can get three pictures of yourself ap-
parently shaking hands with “Bill”
or in friendly confab with him. Is
not this lese majeste? Is this not
worse than the Pittsburg posters,
“Go %o the ball game ‘and see the
Progideniy’ 8 ale Ws 2 SF 2
Asks the New York Tribune: Will
meat strikes be succeeded by efforts
to estaplish co-operative markets con-
trolled by the consumers themselves,
and by permanent organizations
pledged not to buy above certain
prices, a8 the early pools bound them-
selves fot to sell below certain rates?
If combination is the order of the day,
as we Nave been taught to béleve,
why shall the consumers not com-
bine? !
The New York hotels, admits the
Boston Globe, afe actually beginning
to serve their enchanted customers
with the old-fashioned New England
strawberry shortcake, instead of the
French disappointmeat of sweet cake
and whipped cream to which alone
they have been addicted in the past.
One of the hotels calls it on the menu
“hot strawberry crusts,” and another
calls it “grilled strawberries,” but
those who have tried it say that it is
almost as good as the real Boston
luxury. New York is gradually be-
coming civilized.
Discussing the cost of living over
the lunch table the other day, the
traffic manager of one of the trunk
lines made this statement: “I am sure
that the producer does not get a big
profit from a sale of his goods, and I
am equally certain that railroad rates
are not responsible for the high cost
of living. Omntour line the other day
a shipment of potatoes was made
from an interior point to New York
City. The producer received thirty
cents a bushel at the station for his
goods. The rate charged for trans-
portation was ten cents a bushel. The
consumer paid an average of $1.20 a
bushel for these same potatoes when
he bought them in four-quart mease
ures.” i
Good intentions, observes the wom-
moner, don’t count for much unless
backed up by great effort.
THE SEEKER.
A prominent novelist, recently divorced,
explained some of his wife’s allegations by
saying that he had to descend to the depths
of society to get material. —News Item.
When Riter came home at a quarter to
our
In a state of extreme inebriety,
He said to his wife, who was there at the
oor:
“I've been out in the dep’sh of society.
I wanted to get ‘local color,” m’ dear,
Some lively shor’ story material.”
“I see,” she replied, “and it’s patently clear
That you've gathered enough for a serial.”
When Riter decided to publish a book
With a hero of nature burglarious,
He got him a mask and jimmy and took
To nightly excursions nefarious.
The officers nabbed him and put him in
jai
He laughed with a cheerful vivacity,
“For irufp he said, “this will give to the
tale
An impress of perfect veracity!”
To write his great novel of “passion and
pain,
And get the ight atmosphere in it, he
Deserted his wife who was faithful—but
plain—
And eloped with a perfect “affinity.”
Then he took to the absinthe and then to
~~ the dope ;
And forged a few checks on the quiet; he
Maintained he was forced by his talent to
grope
In the dark and the “depths of society.”
He plunged into vice with particular vim,
He sought for it where it was seekable;
. He robbed and he swindled, and folks said
of him:
“His morals are simply unspeakable.”
But still he asserted, before he could write
Of vice or of crime, he must try it; he
{ Must judge of a dog by the depth of its
bite,
Of the world—by the “depths of so-
ciety.’
‘At last ns poor author— (he seems to me
st1
A poor and much-to-be-pitied-one)—
n order to write of a murder with skill:
Went out in the night and committed
one.
They caught him and hanged him—as just-
ly they ought—
For a deed of such fearful impiety,
And his spirit is getting the “color” he
sought
In the “nethermost depths of society.”
—DBerton Braley, in Puck.
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It was Jean's first visit among the
people of the poorer tenement dis-
trict. Into ‘the congenial surround-
ings of her own sheltered life never
had crept the faintest intimation that
such ‘sordid poverty existed. Jean
slowly followed her aunt up the stairs
of the huge hive-like structure they
entered, shrinking alike from the
half-starvéd children, who swarmed
about them, and from the consump-
tive girl wrapped in a ragged quilt
and propped up in a chair with lumpy,
excelsior-filled pillows. Suddenly her
heart gave 'a great throb as she
paused before an open door. There
Stood an antidote for the wretched
poverty and suffering already wit-
nessed. se,
Jean’s face lost its white, drawn
look, as she reached for the dimpled,
blue-eyed boy, who, patting the soft
fur clasped around Jean's “white
throat, cuddled serenely in her arms.
“Oh, auntie, isn’t he a darling?”
she exclaimed fervently.
~Mrs. Moreland acquiesced as she
ascended the flight of stairs opposite.
Oblivious of everything but her new-
found treasure, Jean made no effort
to follow!
“See,” the boy called to someone
within, and’ Jean encountered the
glance of a pair of magnetic dark
eyes.
“lI beg your pardon,” she stam-
mered to the short, compactly-built
man who was closely regarding her,
One of Lauriston’s rare smiles
lighted his face as he answered Jean's
apology. “It was I who left the door
unclosed, so I felt responsible if the
child were stolen.” :
“Mamma sick,” Reginald tried in
his baby way to make Jean under-
stand; “man come; make mamma
well.” :
“Oh, he is the doctor,” thought
Jean, interpreting the prattlings of
the three-year-old boy. But when he
attempted to close the door, she in-
terposed: E
“Please leave the door opened un-
til my aunt comes down. 1 don’t
know where to find her, and I doubt
if she remembers me until she re-
turns home.” At the probability of
missing her aunt, Jean's voice fal-
tered.
“You are not used to this,” said
Lauriston kindly, as he placed a chair
for her.
“No,” Jean answered quietly,
though she shuddered at the muffled
groans that came from the inner
room. ;
“Don’t be afraid, Reginald’s moth-
er has no contagious disease,” Lau-
riston assured Jean in a low tone. “It
is a breakdown from overwork and
insufficient nourishment.”
Jean breathed freer at the infor-
mation. Lauriston looked at her
quizzically while he unconsciously
pushed back from his forehead clus-
ters of thick, brown hair.
“Boy’s face dirty. Boy wants face
washed,” asserted Reginald, peremp-
torily pulling at Jean’s gloved hand.
“Come here, my little man; I will |
wash It for you,” broke in Lauriston,
seeing" that Reginald’s persistence |
added to the embarrassment of the}
girl’s position.
“No; want lady to,” stoutly pro-
tested Reginald.
“Lucky boy; always to get what
he wants,” remarked Lauriston, as
Jean removed her gloves and took
the dampened towel from his hand.
“Jean in a new role,” softly ex-
claimed Mrs. Moreland from the door,
exchanging an amused glance with
Lauriston. “I shall never again
doubt your ability to manage raw re-
cruits. But do tell me, Dr. Lauriston,
how you managed Jean?”
As her aunt pronounced Lauris-
ton’s name, Reginald was hastily
stood on ‘the floor, while, unmindful
of her own falling articles, Jean
turned and stared at her aunt. Was
this the Dr. Lauriston of whom Jean
had heard so much since she came to
share Aunt Kate’s home? Could this
be the man she had longed to meet
—+the man who searched out needy
cases among the destitute poor, and
gave not only his own time, skill and
money, but induced a large class of
wealthy women to take a course in
nursing, that they might aid in mak-
ing successful the unique charity with
which he was experimenting?
Jean’s wandering thoughts were
recalled “by a young girl about her
own age coming from the inner room.
She bowed to Mrs. Moreland, while
she answered Lauriston’s inquiring
look with: ‘I am ready now. I shall
be able to get along to-morrow with-
out your waiting.”
Jean waited to hear no more, but
with a hasty kiss to Reginald she hur-
ried her aunt down the stairs. Her
cheeks burned hotly as she remem-
bered her own reluctance to assist.
“If your Dr. Lauriston is so won-
derful, why wasn’t he in there help-
ing that poor girl,” Jean blazed forth
to her astonished aunt, pointing *rag-
ically toward the door they were just
passing, “instead of waiting to es-
cort home that pretty girl upstairs?”
“Why, my: dear, this was Miss
Nevins” first visit. © No danger of the
doctor waiting for her to-morrow.”
That afternoon when Jean poured
tea for Mrs. Moreland’s callers, she
evinced not the slightest interest in
the wonderful successes of Dr. Lauris-
ton which they were discussing.
“What makes you so unreasonable,
Jean?” her aunt said to her one day,
annoyed by the girl's unusual per-|
versity whenever Lauriston’s name
was mentioned. “He oouldn't tell
you that he was the maa of whom
everyone was talking.” But Jean
with a contemptuous toss of her head
made no answer.
~ The next night she hurried down
in answer to her aunt’s summons.
“Where is Aunt Kate?” she asked
the maid, who was crossing the hall,
“‘She has just gone out. There is
a gentleman waiting in the library,”
the girl added. = > }
Jean went in. “I'm sorry that
Mrs. Moreland isn't at home—"' she
began. £4
“But it wasn’t Mrs. Moreland I
wanted to see,” interrupted Lauris-
ton. ; :
“Oh,” said Jean waguely, now rec-
ognizing her visitor.
“Reginald is ill, and is begging pit-
eously that the ‘pretty lady’—
The emphasis on the two words
caused Jean to interpose curtly:
“It will be impossible for me to
go.” :
“There are times, Miss Alton, when
a person should forget self. This is
one,” gravely insinuated Lauriston.
Jean’s eyelids dreoped under his
unflinching gaze. “I shall be ready
in five minutes,” she responded meek-
ly.
It was two months later that Jean,
discussing charity work, of which she
was then a devoted enthusiast,
adroitly brought the conversation
around to Dr. Lauriston, remarking
with assumed carelessness:
“You have so high an opinion of
him, Aunt Kate, that you will be glad
to know we are to form a life part-
nership in May.”
Before Mrs. Moreland had recov-
ered sufficiently to answer, Jean had
left the room.—Boston Post.
Cameos and Seed Pearls.
Cameos are coming in again, like so
many old things that have of late be-
come new. Coral and seed pearls are
other revivals, Cameos figure on
evening gowns, and form clasps to
cloaks for evening wear; they look
well on the shoulders or on the front
of the bodice, and sometimes at the
waist of dresses.
Gold and brown are a favorite mix-
ture, and several tones of one shade.
Even for evening gowns brown se-
quins blend well with gold thread,
and gold fillets are worn in the hair
for evening. The metal is very thin
and flexible. It goes on the brow and
nape of the neck, is arched over the
head, another bandeau appearing
above the Psyche knot at the back.
Sometimes topaz or other jewels
clasp these head adornments. Jew-
eled girdles under the bust, with a
clasp in the centre of the front, are
very much ‘‘en evidence” in some of
our evening gowns distinguished for
most barbaric splendor.—The Queen.
IN 1911.
The Greens are aviating far beyond the
polar sea, ks
The Browns are bungalowing in the umpty
ninth degree, : ;
The Grays are blithely camping in the
orth Pole’s cooling calm, end
While the Whites are rusticating on their
brand new Walrus Farm. :
—Brooklyn Life.
A PERSISTENT FAD. :
“I see that our neighbors wear
clothes,” remarked Eve after coming
out of the garden.
“So I notice,” responded Adam.
“It’s just a fad. It can’t last.”—
‘Washington Herald.
HAD A PROXY.
“Have a drink, old man?”
“No; I've cut it out.”
“Aw, be sociable.”
“Well, my companion here will
take a drink with you. He’s my so-
cial secretary.”—XKansas City Jour-
nal.
A CASE IN’ POINT.
Cynicus—“It is impossible for a
woman to keep a secret.”
Henpeckke—*“I don’t know abeut
that; my wife and I were engaged for
several weeks before she said any-
thing to me abeut it.”’—Philadelphia
Record.
PROMOTION.
Actor (to hismanager)—*“I’ve been
with you now three years, and I think
I am entitled to a raise.”
Manager—‘“Certainly. Henceforth
you shall play all the parts that hav
meals.”’—Fliegende Blaetter. :
JUST TRUCK.
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“Madame, don’t think because I'm
only an eggplant you can sit on me
~~clear out of here!”—New York
World. £h
NIPPED.
“I've got a great chance,” began
Burroughs, “to make big money on a
certain investment of—"’
“Sorry, old man,” interrupted
Wise, “but I've had to borrow my-
self this month.”—Catholic Stand-
ard and Times.
THE NEW WAY.
“Well, it’s after midnight. I must
hustle home.”
“Oh, your wife deesn’t wait up for
You, does she?” J
“No; but she'll be getting in from
her bridge club pretty soon.’’—Louis-
ville Courier-Journal. SE
THE MODERN IDEA.
“And you don’t love him?”
No.” 3 \
“Then why marry him?”
“Oh, I might as well. Every girl
has to have a foolish marriage or two
before she really settles down.’ '—
Louisville Ceurier~-Journal.
THE SPECIALIST.
Servant—‘‘Come quick, sir. Mad-
ame is in a fit.”
Husband—‘‘Just like her. She
knows my specialty is diseases of the
chest, and she gets an illness for
which I shall be obliged to call in an-
other doctor.’’~—Pele Mele. :
MISSED HIS LESSON.
“What State do we live in?’ asked
the teacher in the ordinary geography
class.
And little Elmer, thinking of his
Sunday-school catechism, promptly
replied: “In a state of sin and mis-
ery.”’—Chicago Daily News.
‘A THEORY.
“Infant prodigies are hard to un-
derstand,” said the man who is easily
impressed. ;
“I don’t think so,” replied Miss
Cayenne. ‘As a rule they are simply
young people with highly imaginative
parents.” —Washington Star.
THE SITUATION.
“I see a New York dame claims
that a woman needs $5000 for an |
Easter outfit. I suppose hers is an
exceptional case.”
“Not at all. Every woman needs
that much. Only they don’t all get
it.”—Louisville Courier-Journal,
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NEWSY GLEANINGS.
New York shivered in the coldest
June day ever known.
More than 200 Jewish families
were expelled from Kiev, Russia.
Walter A. Fitch shot himself while
watching a ball game at Greenport,
Io I. :
A report to the Carnegie Founda-
tion criticised ‘American medical
schools. : ; hi
President Taft's visit served to in-
crease internal Republican strife in
Michigan. a
The American system of five and
ten cent stores has been extended to
England. ; te Trii {
London’s Horse Show opened with
notable American entries, though
fewer than last year. 2m
Five aeronauts raced in aeroplanes
from Angers to Saumur, in France, a
distance of thirty-one miles.
The Museum of Art, New York
City, announced the purchase of a
Whistler canvas, a portrait of Henry
Irving.
An army airship made a surprise
reconnoissance over London, circliftg
St. Paul's at night, and returning to
Aldershot.
A twenty-two story hotel, to cost
$3,000,000, Is to be erected in Broad-
way, Thirty-third and Thirty-fourth
streets, New York City. =
New York and New Haven com
muters discovered that President
Mellen: had increased distances bes
tween stations two miles and more. =:
Dr. Madriz has assured the State
Department that William P. Pittman;
American, captured while aiding
Nicaraguan rebels, will come to no
harm.’ © : RL fg
The Board of Aldermen, of Ashe-
ville, N. C., caused a panic among
storekeepers by raising the license
fee for “near beer” shops to $1000
each. : .
The sentence of a San Francisco
grafter has been confirmed; but,
sneers the Philadelphia Ledger, lie
was one of the little fellows. :
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