THE SOPHOMORE PLAY. By GRACE MARGARET GALLAHER. You would never have selected Tilly Ingersoll as an understudy tor fate. She was such a foolish little person, so reckless and irresponsible. Even the professors, who flunked her with a harmony of judgmet)tleasant to contemplate In a faculty, never took her at all seriously. Yet It was she who, In the Impersonal, indiffer ent way supposed to characterize the walk and conversation of fate, turned from Its course the most beautifully ordered career In college. She, with four other unfortunates whom the weekly raid of the sweeper had driven from their rooms Into the corridor, was seated on a forgotten trunk-truck, one April afternoon. The others, mindful of the nearness of their next recitation, were vigor ously acquiring a few "glittering gen eralities" on the early English drama. "His window-blinds are shut tight!" nnnounced Tilly, suddenly, leaning out of the window with such a swoop that her neighbor made a rtartled clutch at her apparently dis appearing form. "That means he Is either gone to town or dead. In either case, we have a cut In English. Do you hoar?" "Tilly, if you want to quit this naughty world, please choose some other means of exit than hurling yourself on the stones down there. It's such a messy style of dying!" complained Marcta Grennell, the girl who held her by the skirt. "Away or dead!" chanted Tilly. "We have a cut. Hi! you " to a girl who came swiftly round the corner. "Oh! er I bog pardon, Miss Ains ley. I thought you were some one else." The girl hardly turned her head as she hurried by. "It's a regular-shame about her!" said Tilly, in a half-whisper, waving toward the disappearing figure. "Somebody ought to stop that. We ought; she belongs to our class!" No one made any reply. Tilly went on excitedly: "We ought to get her to know some girls, to have some tun!" The others were only half-listen-lug; the subject, was so old it had lost all interest. Keith McKnight raised her soft, earnest eyes to Tilly. "Should we do something?" she asked, anxiously. "Of course we should! You should! Put her on your play committee!" "But, Tilly, dear child " "What's that?" Tilly's head was out of the window again. "A cut in English! I told you so! Come on, fellows! Hot chocolate and frabjous little nut-cakes in my room to cele brate. I've got the cakes all right, and we can borrow the rest." Off darted Tilly with all other thoughts swept from her mind. The others followed Joyfully. Keith sat still on the trunk-truck. She was the president of '9 , and held that "a public office is a public trust." She felt herself responsible for the success and happiness of every girl In the class. "Ought I to look after Miss Ains ley?" she pondered. "Her life cer tainly is queer; it can't be good for her. How am I going at it?" Keith frowned at a mild little freshman who happened to be passing, to the terror of that innocent child. Whenever you met Orpha Ainsley, you desired to put your fingers in her dimples, ruffle up her dandelion hair, and handle her generally as you would a baby. She was so round and pretty and attractive, so altogether lovable. Strangers who saw her run ning down the walk, golf-clubs in her hand, her cheeks rubbed red by the wind and her eyes aglow, smiled as they said to one another, "Tho typ ical college girl, vigorous, wide awake and full of fuu." And that proves that "the world is till deceived by ornament." The girls would rather have kissed the statue of Minerva that adorned ,the main entrance, than crinkle one of Orpha's Immaculate frills, and as for being the typical college girl Why, Orpha was a "grind! " A girl who studied from the time the got out of bed In the morning until she got into It at night; studied straight through class-meetings, basketball games, Ice-carnivals, plays receptions; sometimes without even knowing that all these important things werj hap pening. She was not oven the typical grind, for she was rosy and of calm nerves, and went outdoors every day, making this one exception to her all work program. Orpha had come to college deter mined to be "an educated woman." To her that meant to have her intel lect cultivated to the highest degree possible. Of that broadening and iweetenlng of the character, that learning to "view life with appropri ate emotions," which is so far above any training of the mind, she never dreamed. She was unnaturally clever already; her essays always were marked with a neat little red-Ink "excellent; " her Greek prose still more potent cause of swelling pride bore no red Ink at all; she received commendatory notes after each exam ination; and she asked such "iutelli tent questions" in class that the pro fessors themselves could not gnawer them. But of the. world of college outside of books, that happy, Jolly, whole some world, the girls, she knew noth ug. 8he had no friends. All the Say, warm life about her she reso lutely shut out of her days. She ould have none of the widening, pol icing process, due to the dally inter course of girls from all countries and " all kinds with one another. She would have none of the deepening d strengthening of sympathy which "otAim from knowing the longing and 'Uggles of. many different lives. Saddest of all, she rofused every cbauce to aid those struggles. Col 'He often uncounted ways to be help 'ul and unselfish anil loving. Every ay all a girl's gifts, from the "unibiest, to the most Ideal, may be , Med to help out a sudden hurry, to quicken to hope a sullen discourage ment. Pew girls have ever again so many people to whom they may be "neighbors." But Orpha, blind to all the beau tiful opportunities, resented the smallest hindrance to her chosen pur pose. She shut herself away In her room behind the sign, "Engaged," and even regarded the necessary con versation at meals as an Intrusion on heV tlmo and thoughts. Every day she grew less of a loving, lovable girl, and more of a selfish pedant. She had gathered up her notes for the English lecture this particular afternoon, when some one knocked. She stared as Keith McKnight en tered. "There's a cut In English," began the visitor, for Orpha looked ready to flee. Orpha stared more than ever. "MIsb Ainsley, I ah will you do me a great favor? I'm the head of our Sophomore Dramatic Committee, you know, and I want you to be ono of the members. Please be! We must have this play fine, our freshman one was such a disgrace. You are so clever and so well-read, you'll know about all the old dramas and be able to tell what sort of costumes people wore, and oh, help every way!" Keith ended with a smile that never failed to win whoever saw it. This invitation was one of the hon ors and glories of college, had Orpfa known It. Her only feeling, however, was one of rage that any one could for a moment suppose Bhe would be drawn into such a silly waste of time. Yet when Keith left, after a weary half-hour in which she was unvary ingly sweet, but persistent, and Orpha by turns scornful or appealing, the lr.tter had yielded a reluctant promise to come to the first meeting. The committee were all present when Orpha entered Keith's room that night. Her first look told her that the girls were tho brightest in the class, those whose scholarship had gained even her critical admiration. "How can they waste time so?" she thought, scornfully. A thorough look about the room showed Tilly Ingersoll curled up on the couch. Orpha desnised Tilly as a mindless person who could not lead even the simplest problem In "trig" to a triumphant issue. "Great use she'll be!" she thought. with scorn. The rest of the committee were busily setting forth a feast, of much size, evidently. Keith was nowhere to be seen. "I beg pardon " began Orpha. "Come in," hailed Tilly, ""we're just waiting for you. Keith smashed the olive-bottle a minute ago. She's in the bath-room, picking out the glass from the olives." "I think these are undamaged," said the hostess, entering. "Good evening, Miss Ainsley. It's ever so nice to have you here. " ' "What promiscous kind of food are we to have to-night, Keith?" asked Marcla. "You remind me of the Kip ling man who 'clawed together a meal he called dinner.' " "Don't cuarrel with your food!" admonished Tilly. "The rest of us haven't had supper In town. We're thankful for anything!" "Anything! My beautiful oysters, my 'tasty' chicken sandwiches!" cried the giver of the feast. "The last time I came to one of your balls I had two crackers and an orange! " Orpha sa' very stiff and prim. For the first time in her self-satisfied life she felt Inadequate to the situation. She could not sing, or tell funny stories, or make witty replies. She could not even laugh In that easy, in fectious way the others did. When the girls began the discus sion of the play, she was no happier. Her knowledge of tho classic drama did not seem especially helpful in staging a college play. She went home determined to ceme to the next meeting and show tho girls how really superior to them she wus. She came to the next meeting, and to rehearsals In the hall. She did not grow any more comfortable, how ever. The girls were so cauable. so tactful In managing one another! To I Orpha, coming dazed from a world ' of books, they seemed marvelous. ' Even the despised Tilly showed an er- ! traordlnary resourcefulness In all dif ficulties. There was another side to the girls that made her oddly un happy. This was the sympathy and love which existed among them, some times as between friend and friend, sometimes andthls seemed strangest of all as a bond to be expested ' among members of the class. This friendship showed itself in re joicing over any good luck that came to any of them, and lu constant readi ness to help one another. "How ridiculous!" Orpha would say to herself, as she watched the girls prance about some friend who had said a clever thing in class or re ceived a bit of praise from a pro fessor. "What she did I've done twenty times before!" Once when, she saw the girls fairly I overwhelming a member of the class with their congratulations, she asked: "What's she done?" "Oh, haven't you heard? Her fa- i tiier s going to take her to Europe for the whole summer. Isn't that gay?" "Wish I were going!" muttered Orpba; then, still lower, "It wouldn't bo Hny use!" which disconnected re marks, nevertheless, told that some very unusual feeling had seized her. She wondered still more at tho way lu which the girls gave up the most cherished plan for work or fun, to help some friend In her work or fun. Bertha Johntn, to whom a high rank meant everything, cut two lec tures and a laboratory period to sit with foolish freshman cousin, who was lu the Infirmary and therefore homesick. And Marcla Grennell resigned from the economics , debate that great honor because she was helping her roommate make up bacli Work, Orpha stood up stratghter than ever when she heard of any new act of this sort. "If you wish to be a scholar, you must subordinate every thing to that ond," she told herself. Then she went back to her lonely lit tle room and was very unhappy. The afternoon of the dress re hearsal, actors and committee were In the hall waiting for Keith and the heroine. Every one was excited, for the play was always the event of the year to the class. Each class gave one a year, and rivalry ran high. Keith entered and cast herself on a pile of "properties." "The play Is ruined!" "What?" in a frightened chorus. "Margaret has broken her ankle!" A dead silence, then all talking at once. "No, we can't postpone It! Every Saturday Is taken, up to commence ment. We can't even give It up, for we can get another heroine. Emma Twemlow acted the part at home last summer. She was as stiff as a poker, and oh, you know her voice!" "And she's as awkward aB a duck!" cried Tilly. "Keith, she'll make the whole play absurd! " "I know It, but I can't help It! She knows about Margaret and Bhe offered. If we don't give the play, of course we lose all chance of the prize cup! " Orpha stole out. She walked a long way before she knew what she was doing. "I don't look like Rosalind" the play was "As You Like It" "but I know I can be like her." She spoke out loud. Orpha had an English voice, sweet, with organ tones In It.. "The Morgan prize!" She had for gotten that. The Morgan palze was one offered to the sophomore class for the best essay on a given subject. If you won, you had two hundred dollars, and un limited glory. Orpha longed unspeak ably for the glory. She wanted her people at home to know what great things she was do ing. Most of all, she wanted the girls to realize how very clever she really was. She had been ruffled seri ously, during the progress of the play, by her unskllfulness In practical af fairs. She would prove1 that her mind was too great for such trifles. She knew she could win. The competition closed the next night, the night of the play. Her essay was finished in conception, but it had yet to bo written out. Orpha was a Blow worker. She hau planned to spend all that day and the next, up to the play, on it. She sat down in a deserted corner of the campus. There she fought a fierce battle. On one side warred ambition, her wounded pride, her real scholarship; on the other she knew not what. Confused ideas of Keith's disappointment, Keith, whom slfe had begun to love of the shame of the class at failing in its play of the girls loving her, too, and crying, "Good girl, Orpha!" all these thoughts chased one another through her brain. Orpha stood shyly before the dreary party Just starting for Emma Twem low. "Keith" she had never called her that before "won't you let me be Rosalind? I know I can be, even if I don't look her. I have aeard the rehearsals so often I know the part, and I'm willing to rehearse all day to-morrow." The hall was full. Girls sat on the window-ledges and crowded the door ways. There were the seniors, friend ly to the sophomores, of course, but rather superior; the juniors and freshmen fiercely hostile; the class Itself hopeful, but nervous. Besides the undergraduates, there were a number of visitors, alumnae and out siders. Orpha stood in the wings. She had seen the amused smiles of the audi ence as It read her name on the com mittee. Up to this time the names of all concerned had been kept secret, and to enhance the excitement Mar garet's name had not been taken from the program. The girls knew only that Rosalind was to be a surprise. Orpha had never acted before. In all that audience there was not one to "give her a hand" for friendships sake. She stepped out on the stage. In the dead silence she heard a whisper from the front seats. "What, that gloomy grind!" and a giggle. She felt sick. That was what she was a grind, a Miss Dryasdust. She had no place among these alive girls. She was a fool ever to have tried to be like them. She stood perfectly still lu a silence thr might have been of hours. Her eyes traveled slowly, to the wlugs. In the wings stood the com mittee. Their faces were rather white and their eyes looked unusually large, but they smiled and clapped noiselessly, and Keith blew her a lit tle rouud kiss. They did not think of her as a grind! Bhe had become one of "us." She was frightened, they must help her out. Orpha turned to the audience with a Biulle that made her dimples peep out. Frightened? No, but stirred as she had never been before. She had sacrificed a dear deBire to help the girls. Her act should not be useless. But most of all she thought not of her own success or failure, but of Keith and tho others who had trusted her so. Perhaps that is why she did not fail. For she Inspired the rest of the cast with powers they had not shown at any rehearsal, and she captivated every girl in the hall. She seemed really one of "that stave mimic world that Shakespeare drew." The play was a mighty success. As the curtain fell the audience, unable to contain Itself longer, gave a rousing cheer. They Bhouted for Keith, for the committee, and for the cast. Then some one by the door cried, "What's the matter with Or pha, the best actor ever In this hall?" With the answering, "She's all right!" tho girls swept upou the stage. They almost tore little Rosalind to bits shaking and hugging her. "Oood for you, Orpha!" "You're a regular star!" they cried. She had mado their play a Joy to their friends and an envy to their foea; what el;., ubotu her mattered now? An Impulsive freshman flung h i arms about the amazed actress, fatrl shouting: "Miss Ainsley, you're a peach; a fuzzy, downy peach!"- The older girls disapproved of such; slang, but It was permitted to Impul sive freshmen. Orpha stood quite still through all the excitement. She felt dazed. All at once she began to laugh and talk and hug everybody, Just as the other girls were doing. What she Was say ing, If any one had heard her, was: "Oh, oh, you're so nice! Why didn't I know It! Oh, I'm so glad I do now!" This sounded wild, but It really meant that Orpha had come to her senses. It was not that the praW satisfied her ambition. She never once re membered that sho had proved her superiority. It was the realization at last of the loyal and warm comrade ship, based on mutual need and mu tual help the very heart and secret of college life which mado her happy. She. needed Just such a vehement demonstration of college spirit to rouse her out qf her selfish self. The love of the girls had reached her heart at last. The tired, but triumphant, com mittee was going home to Main Hall. "Say, Tilly, were you over bo sur prised In all your days as at Orpha?" said Marcla Grennell, In a low voice. "I knew she had stores nnd hoards of knowledge, but I never supposed such a grind could act." "It was because she Is a grind." Tilly's voire was that of one working out a problem. "Did you see how nervous she was at the start? She Just pulled herself in, though, and acted her little part as she works over Allen and Greenough with all her vengeance. It's that grinding that's given her such a grip on her self. Do you suppose Ucould have come out of a regular p0lc like that? No, sir, I'd have scattered Into Igno ble bits right before the assembled populace! " "Well, sirs!" ejaculated the aston ished Marcla. "Oh, I know It's queer for me, but It's true, all the same. This all play and no work may be great Joy, but it won't give you what Orpha Ainsley has and that's charaoter! I've fooled away1 two years here now, and nobody's had more fun than I, but to-night " Tilly stopped, then spoke very quietly, with uncommon seriousness: "Marcla, I'm going to work after this more than I over did. It will please my father, and maybe give me some character like Or pha." Marcla was too wise to answer. Both pretended to be Interested in the others girls' talk. Those ahead were still discussing the great success of tho play. "It's Just gay to-night," sighed Keith, "but, oh, me! Monday when we have to 'rid up' the place and re turn the 'borroweds!' " "Don't you care!" called some one whose Joy no gloomy visions, even of .Monday, could daunt. "It won't take long!" "It takes hours, always!" retorted Keith. "I have four recitations, ex tra 'lab,' a special topic and an essay interview! " Orpha, marching In n sort of Ro man conqueror procession, heard Keith. Gratitude and the sense of obligation to the class surged within her. "I'll do your share of straightening up, Keith," she called. "I haven't much of anything Monday." She tried to have Just the matter-of-course tone the girls used when they made such offers, but she could not help her voice shaking a little. There was an instant's silence, then Keith answered easily: "Oh. will you? Thanks, ever so much." And Orpha knew she had received the seal to her title as a college girl. with all the privileges and responsl bllltles. Youth's Companion. WORDS OF WISDOM. Tne only two pronouns in the lan guage of love are "me" and "thee." Wit wins the race and takes a nap waiting for Wisdom to limp in. Stripped of her tinsel draperies, what a shivering old ballet dancer Life is? The reason I know I love him is because I can't sleep for thinking how I hate him. If I may not be a star, Life, make me an understudy and send her a headache. When love enters a girl's heart common sense throwB up the Job try ing to keep house in her head. He that hath imagination possesses a magic lamp more wonderful than any Aladdin ever owned. Success snies off from lots of charming people because she knows they'll never be so charming after ward. True beauty Is heart deep. Mother Wit hath a tomboy daugh ter that men call "Luck." A girl's Idea of an ideal always looks more or less like a matinee idol. A dream mansion is never a home unless Cupid carries the keys. The star of a man'o destiny sets only when he deliberately settles him self in a rut. Opportunity goeth forth now In an automobile; her chauffeur 1 Greased Lightning. Think how stupid life's bouquet would be if it were all amiability and angel cake. A woman never feels embarrassed at being late to church, providing she Is wearing new clothes. When a woman sets her dap for a aian she has tho blessed consolation of knowing that it is on straight. A'he woman who marries for money usually ends by suing for a divorce In order to get what is left of it. From "Eve's Epigrams," lu the New York Telegram. Not Fastidious. The haughty heiress was in a rage. "Leave my presence," she stormed, "or I shall make you quail." Tho impecunious nobleman smiled. "I'm not particular shoot the quail, miss," he said; "I'd be satisfied with '4 ham sandwich." Boston Post HOUSEHOLD MATTERS mo Band Stitching. Very smart are the skirts with from thirteen to nineteen gores, each seam stitched on tho outer side, so that It seems to Indicate a narrow bias band. To be very correct these skirts should be four Inches from the ground. Thcso skirts have been extremely fashionable this summer, and In heavier weights will be worn during the next month or two. Indianapolis News. To Dispel Flesh . If you are overstout, don't use drugs. They may bring on another evil worse than flosh. Use the flesh brush. Get a square cornered clothes brush of manlla fibre. At first the Rkln will be sensitive, but use the brush gently and steadily and It will not Irritate. Pay attention to the muscles of the shoulders and arms, and especially the back of the neck where that n slghtly mound of flesh rises. Whenever you can walk, do so. Imagine that tho trolley car engen ders disease. .When you feel sleepy so out In tho sunshine on an interesting mission. Do your sleeping at night and omit the afternoon nap. New York Times. serious, and they have more vitality to resist disease. Dark persona of either sex fret and wear themselves to flddleetrlngs with nerves and emotlonalevorrles In a manner most uncommon among the more phlegmatic, falr-sklnned people. Auburn-haired people must be Judged alone. The mother of a daughter with ruddy gold locks and dark eyes must be on the lookout for trouble. The course of true love rarely runs smoothly for the dark eyed, auburn-haired girl. New York Telegram. A Hurried Sapper Dish. For a little supper dish whipped JP in a hurry, cook half a pint of to natoos or three good sized ones un 11 they are reduced to a tender pulp, ieason with two teaspoonfuls of but ler, salt and pepper, and stir In three ggs. When the mixture Is creamy terve without delay. Indianapolis Vews. She Can Gossip In 13 Tongues. Martelna Kramers, of .Rotterdam, I ranks among tho first of women lin guists. She can read and speak thir teen languages, and there are few men In the world who can equal that record. Besides, she has sufficient knowledge of seven other languages to converse in them, and Bhe has planned to add a new language to her list every six months for several years. Miss Kramers also ranks as one of the most Influential suffragette in Europe. She Is editor of Jus Suffragll, the official organ of the International Woman Suffrage Al- We Angoretl English Snffrnglst. Mrs. Oobden-Sandorson still is try ing to convince the English that American women are Interested only In themselves. It Is the dull season for the auffragetto In England, and probably that Is why Mrs. Cobden Sanderson Is raking over the old coalB. She was not especially grati fied by the results of her mission here, and she has deemed It wise to grow more emphatic In her criticism of the American women than sho was a few niomths ago, when fresh from her fruitless visit to this country. Mrs. Cobden-Sanderson and Mrs. Humphry Ward agree that there la little proepect of a campaign here for the ballot box for women, but tho novelist has bsen more reserved in her accounts of her meetings with American womsn In their clubs and homes. Of course, woman U entitled to her own opinion; still It seems the part of a blind courage, if not audaci ty, for an Englishwoman to stay here a few weeks and then return to her homo to deliver a verdict upon Amer ican womanhood. The trouble with Mrs. Cobden-Sanderson and Mrs. Ward Is that they have not weighed the radical differences in the posi tions of women in this country and In England. The Incentive to ngltatlon, to the baiting of legislators and Cab inet members, does not exist here i8 Hot Apple Pie. The secret of the delicious hot ap )le pie Is the seasoning of the pie af ar It comes from the oven. Tart' ireen apples are the best for It. As lodn as the pie Is done the rover is ;aken from It vexy- carefully and su jar, cinnamon and tiny dabs of but :er are sprinkled over the top and :he crust Is put on again. Rich cream Is a vast Improvement to it. New ifork Sun. When to Buy Allocs. It is said that people should never ?o In the early morning to buy shoes, for the feet are then smaller than they are at any other time of the day. Later the feet are the maximum size. j .iwlng to walking and Rtandlng. Many people do not agree with this, I for they think that later In the day, I when shoes have been worn, the feet I contract. However, try on shoes at both times morning and afternoon. Then they will be sure to fit. Rich mond Times-Dispatch. SL 1 "S3 ca ( M 2 CO g J I i t- 2 I BB n ) a. ( Fish For Invalids. A nice way of cooking cod for Inva lids: Wash and dry tho fish, sprinkle well with flour, a little pepper and salt and put in a dish which is well greased with butter. Pour over sufficient milk to cover bottom of dish about an inch in depth (more If liked). Cover down and cool: in a hot oven until quite loose from the bone, basting frequently all the time. ThlB makes a tasty dish, generally b3ing eaten with relish, as It Is quite free from fatness and no flavor being lost. The milk serves as a sauce, being thick ened with the flour while cooking. Ilance, which has several branches In this country. Miss Kramers is one of the most optimistic of the workers. She believes that within ten years America and all the countries In Eu rope will extend suffrage to women on equality with men. New York Press. Here's a Golden Girl, Indeed. Laura White, of San Francisco, expects to become the richest woman In the world. After several years of prospecting she has discovered a gold vein In Nevada, and now Is directing mining operations personally. The pluck and thoroughness that have made woman so successful against men in the world of work tell the story of Mlso White's winning of wealth. She saw nothing In a future asa clerk In a San Francisco office, so she studied mineralogy and struck out into the Nevada mountains. She met the disappointments that seem to come to every prospector, but her confidence never waned, and finally she marked down a gold vein on a mountainside that had been searched by scores of men. She filed her claim and was ready for work before news of her rich find reached the public, and when men rushed In to stake out claims It was found the young woman had obtained control of every square foot of promising ground. Miss White dlrecta the wejk of a large force of miners, and it is said that when below ground she wears men's clothes. New York Press. In England, where women still re main more or less vasBals In the eyes of the law. New York Press. She Wanted a Queer Flower. One of the cleverest girls in New York City society blushes every time she hears the name of Octave Mir beau, the Paris playwright, for It reminds ner of an occasion on which she betrayed Ignorance of one of the simplest of agricultural products. She went with her chaperon and several friends to the author's Cor meillea house to tee the gardens, of which he is prouder than of his play writing ability. One of the first things that caught her eye was a bed of greon plants tipped with red. The contrast appealed to her esthetic sense, and she gushed a little, Just the least bit In the world. Indicat ing the parterre with the tip of her parasol, she cried, "What lovely things they are! You must send me some of the flowers when they bloom, dear M, Mlrbeau." To which, with a laugh, the builder of comedies re turned, "You may have to wait some time, for they are cabbages the hind one eats In your beautiful America wlt corned beef, you know." New York Press. Temper Told by the Hair. Girls with blue eyes and straw-colored hair generally have a far calmer and happier life, as a rule, than those with big dark eyes and olive com plexions. The fair girl Is almost sure to be level headed In her love affairs, and to make a sensible marriage, but she will be much more fickle than the dark girl, because her feelings will not be so deep and passionate. Dark girls are more emotional; love means so much to them that their feeling Is deeper and more last ing than the love of Mr girls, or so the learned in such matters say. Bruuette women make very loving and demonstrative mothers, but they d,o not understand discipline. ,ui women train their children best tor a prosaic aud every day life. It Is said that fair children am easier to bring up tbau dark ones, as Hi in ailments are leas likely U be Overcoming Carelessness. A group of mothers were lament ing about the carelessness of children and men In eating, and the drain these hard times of big laundry bills. "My family scarcely spot the cloth any more," laughed one of tho moth ers. -"They find it too expensive! I used to have a tablecloth a day in the wash, and then could scarcely keep them respectable looking." "The laundry bills were huge, as my one girl could not possibly do them at home, and the wear and tear on the linen was as bad. "Finally I hit on the plan of mak ing each member who made a spot cover it with money, pennies for the children from their own allowance and silver from the grown-ups. "We voted what to do with the money. I was for the hospital, but the rest preferred to devote It to something for the table, so we started a fund to buy new table linen and china. For the first month or so we had a flourishing bank, but now all have grown so careful that our fund grows slowly." New York Press. French Chalk. If a girl Ib away from a clenner's and she finds ono of her best frocks spotted with grease, she can try the simple remedy of French chalk and a hot iron. The chalk Is spread thick ly over the spot until all the grease Is absorbed. Then a piece of blotting paper Is put over It, and a warm, not hot. Iron la held over It to draw the grease Into the paper. Rub off the chalk with a soft silk or muslin rag and the spot will probably have disap peared. New York World. Don't Work by Poor Light. It Is a great mistake to sew, read or do other close work by artificial light which comes from any distance much above the level of the eye. Usd a kerosene or gas lamp, which can be placed at the proper height. To demonstrate the truth of this observation, one has only to sit iu doors in the daytime and let the light pour through the upper foot or two of the window, keeping the rest of the window securely lightproof. The eyes will Boon tell you of the unwise strain. Indianapolis News. NEWEST Ruffs are even made of fur little toy affairs with rucbings of lace. Newer' than the ribbon band about the coiffure Is the pleating of gold braid. Gray paste pearls as heads to long hat pins are worn with light colored satin hats. Pocket handkerchiefs have wide colored centres and hems, the Initials done In white. Russian fish-net veils in dull bronze are cut entirely square and go over the entire hat. Borderanto is the name of the new chiffon auto veiling. It comes in handsome colors with dainty hairline stripe borders. Ball gowns, especially some of Gre cian design, are worn without gloves even though their sleeves are merely apologies for sleeves. A large brown felt hat has no other trimming than six great brown roses, some pale tan with golden hearts, others deeper in tint. Narrow belts of soft suede in pas tel colors, to wear at the top of high dlrectolre skirts, are finished with ob long sliver and gun-metal buttons. Pretty, but injurious to the eye sight, are the Breton lace veils, loose ly draped round the hat and capable of being thrown back over the face. Three-inch belts of braided sou tache, with wide buttonholes, through which a satlu sash is run, tying at the side, are finished with tassels of soutache. Black suede button shoes will be a good choice for feet that can not be described as of Cluderella propor tions; the dull surface tei'ds to re duce the size in the kindest manner. Blouses are cut like a long yoke, as fullness underneath the skirt will interfere with its proper fit. A tiny Mind of the material, or better still of silk ribbon, is used as a finish aud is hooked at the back. Open Windows in Bedroom. The bedroom windows should be opened at night as wide as possible, top or bottom, even In the coldest weather. It Is not always best for a person to lie in a draft, yet some doctors contend that no one ever caught cold through sitting or lying In a draft. A screen will provide the necessary protection, If the bed can not be moved to a sheltered position. The bed itself should stand free from the wall at least at night, permitting a free circulation of air around it. A scarf about the head If one Is oversensitive, will give the necessary protection in the coldest weather. If there be an open fireplace in the room It will aid greatly in ventilation, so be sure the chimney is open and free from soot. It seems almost unneces sary to say that one should sleep with the head uncovered. The breathing of fresh air Into the lungs Is a great aid In warming the body, and assists every organ in performing its func tion. These organs are all working dur ing the night as during the day aud should be treated with the same con sideration. Indianapolis News. To E5J tZNP rrovr to PREPARE TtIH Apple Sherbet Cook the pulp of six apples In one quart of cider sea Boned to taste with sugar aud cinna mon; when tender rub through a sieve, cool and freeze. When partly frozen add the stiffly beaten whites of two eggs. Ser.-e in chilled apple hells. Queen's Pudding. One pint bread crumbs, one quart milk warmed and poured over crumbs; yolks of four eggs, well beaten with one cup sugar and one teaspoon butter. When baked spread over the top a layer of Jelly; beat the whites of the eggs dry and add two tablespoons ofAsugar and spread over top; 'bake light brown. Two - Egg Marble Cuke. One quarter cup of butter, one cup of sugar, two eggs, pinch of salt, one and one-half cups of flour.'two tea spoons of baking powder, flavor witb vanilla; pour half of this batter In your cake pan, now add to what 1 left In your bowl two teaspoons of cocoa, beat thoroughly, put In pan with your other batter, let stand five minutes before putting in oven. tiraM Gelutlne Pudding. Press enough grapes through a sieve to make a pint of juice. Dissolve half a box of gelatine In cold water and when It has become soft add a coffee cupful of boiling water, an equal quantity of sugar, the juice of a lemon and finally the grape Juice. Let it cool, and when beginning to stiffen fold in the stiffly beaten whites of two eggs. Set away to cool. To be served with well sweeterred 'whipped cream. ( am me Cake. One-third cup .of butter, one cup of sugar, cream but ter and sugar together 'two eggs, beat up and added with the sugar and butter, one-half cup of milk, one and one-half cups of flour, one teaspoon cream tartar, half taspoon soda. Caramel Filling for Cake One and one-halt cups of sugar, halt cup of milk, butter Blseof an egg, boll to gether -fifteen minutes, beat until ool and spread before too hard; vanilla for flavoring v'tfsvi yc i ejle. lu teat It
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