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
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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.
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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.
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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