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By W. . ROSE, In Cleveland Plain Dealer.
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' The man paused at the curb and
looked up at the building. He bad
grossed the street to get a closer view
ct It. It was a square, three-story
brick building, with some pretension
2 architectural grace. The entrance
way was broad and approached by a
vide flight of atone steps. The trim
mings were of stone and the bricks
ere newly painted.
The man stared up at the building
and shook his head.
-Not a bit like the old building,"
te said with a regretful Intonation.
He was a man nearing sixty, gray
haired and portly. His figure was
ttralght and his eyes keen. It was
evident that be had cared well for
himself, and that his energy and rigor
were but little impaired.
His gaze turned from the building
and wandered about the neighbor
hood. "Everything Is changed," he mut
tered. "There Is nothing I recog
nize" He turned away alowly with a lin
gering glance at the building.
"Those were' good times," he mut
tered. "It was nearly fifty years ago,
and yet when I shut my eyes It seems
bat yesterday. Memory plays us
queer tricks."
He quickened his pace as he turned
back to the busy highway and when
ht reached the corner he paused and
looked at his watch.
"Five hours to kill," be said to him
self. "How shall It be sacrificed?
There arc no old friends to meet.
.Who would remember me?"
He looked up. A street car was
approaching. It bore the name of a
park. The man hesitated. Then he
ran forward and boarded It.
The ride was a pleasant one. A
tool breeze circulated through the
ear, and when the downtown section
was passed the residences bad an at
tractive look and there were pleasant
glimpses of the open country.
Then the rippling blue of the lake
eaae in sight and the man took off
hat and let the breeze stir bis gray
hair.
When the park was reached he
lighted from the car and stared
about him. It was a pretty place, the
loping paths descending to the lake
and pleasant groves crowning the
higher ground. There were neat
buildings scattered about one side
of the enclosure, with a dancing pa
vilion and other features of the con
ventional summer resort; and at the
other side were the shady picnic
grounds.
There seemed to be a picnic there
at the time, a lively party if the man
eon Id judge by the laughter that came
to him In little gusts.
And suddenly his memory reached
back to the school picnic at Elyrla,
and the one at Bedford, and .the one
at Rocky River. He hadn't been to
a picnic since those old days. A queer
longing came to him.
He turned his steps toward the dis
tant merrymakers. A young girl was
approaching, a girl of seventeen,
light-footed and bright-faced. She
was swinging a pall and the wind
Mew her fair hair about her white
forehead.
. The man stopped her.
"Is that a picnic yonder?" he
asked.
The girl looked at him wonder
lngly. "Why, yes," she answered, "that's
the picnic ground."
"I am a little rusty regarding pic
nics," the man explained. "I haven't
picnicked for nearly fifty years. , Is
It a school picnic?" .
"It's a sort of school picnic," the
girl replied. "It's the yearly outing
of the Stonewall School Association."
Tho man looked at the group be
neath t,o trees with a new Interest.
"That's strange," he said. "I went
down to look at the old building to
day, but they had covered it up."
"Did you ever go to Stonewall?"
the girl asked.
"Yes," he answered. "But I know
nothing of any Stonewall Associa
tion." "It Is open to everybody who ever
went to Stonewall. I graduated from
there four years ago."
The man put out his hand.
"The old greets the new, my dear."
" gently said. "Let 1905 clasp hands
with 1865."
The girl's bright eyea sparkled.
"How lucky It Is that you are here,
sir," she cried. "I am aure you will
be the very oldest graduate present"
Ha drew back a little.
"But I am not Invited."
"Oh, you don't need to be Invited,"
cried the girl. "Every graduate of
oia Stonewall Is welcome. Thv m
all be glad to greet you for old Stone-
- suite, iou must come,
must indeed."
He smiled at her eagerness.
i uuve no snare to add to the
ne said.
. "Tnere ,s Plenty." cried the girl.
There la sure to be a great deal left,
iou win come, won't you?"
He gravely nodded.
T ...111 - .
come,- ne answered, "but
not Just now. A little later. I want
uuwu na renew my splashing
.uiiDutv wuq me lake.
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ur u.uuer win be ready In a half
hour - .aid the gin. -And I am go
ing to save a seat for you nest to
UllDO,
"Thank you." said the man as he
drew out his watch. "in jUBt half an
hour you will see my famished form
u j
now- .1 , ,WtJf and ndered
down the slope to the ..nH. k-i.
and dabbled his hand la the curling
W 11 f U . n .1 1 .. a
- uru across me blua ax-
pansa.
fc l00k ont his watch
-f.u iv wan iime ror the
ment at the picnic board
As be oeared the table he noted
that Wo.t of the part, were seated,
ft"d tdou fa; siw that hi young friend
a:i savins hor hand to him He
IZl ",7 "n' tber te vacant
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1 d ever ,o niuoh trouble In sav
you
Ing It," she told him as he took the
seat. "So many people wanted to sit
there."
He gave her a courtly little bow.
"I am not at all surprised," ho said.
"You do me much honor."
The bright eyes sparkled.
"I had to say It was reserved for a
very distinguished guest. And when
they asked me who It was I could only
look mysterious. Are you a general,
or a senator, or a governor?"
The man suddenly laughed.
"When I was a boy at old Stone
wall nothing short of President would
have satisfied me. But you may call
me governor, If you like. Of course
.there must be a bargain. I am going
to call, you by the name of a girl I
thought very nice In that old time.
She was called Emily. I think you
are a good deal like her."
It was a merry dinner. There was
enough of everything and a most won
derful variety. The man, whose ap
petite was a fickle possession, found
himself eating with the gusto and the
rellBh of a boy.
And he liked .the laughter, and the
clatter, and the bright faces about
him, and the sunlight among the
leaves, and the blue line of the lake.
And the girl beside him watched
over his plate and saw that he was
well supplied and kept him smiling
with her lively chatter.
But, really, there was little time
for talk. There was so much plate
passing and so many things that
mustn't be missed, and there was
such a fleet of little side dishes to
consider, that anything like conver
sation was quite out of the question.
But presently the end of the feast
was thankfully reached, and the man
leaned a little back from the table
with a grateful sigh.
ended. I am the onlv veteran to an
swer Here.' " He drew a deep breath
as he looked back to the chairman.
"Could yoa blame ," he asked, "It
I said I was sorry I had aroused these
memories? To-day I looked' at tha
old school. It was not the same. I
look over the gathering. Tho , faces
I knew are not here. Do you wonder
that the sunlight darken, that the
blue of the lake fade3, that the trees
whisper mournfully? " He paused
and looked down. The girl bad
caught his hand.
He bont toward her.
"My grandmother was Emily Stur.
gls," she murmured.
The man looked down Into the
bright face and his own faca suddenly
softened.
"The past Is bridged again," ho
cried. "Another Emily Sturgls Is
here." He looked toward the chair
man. "Am I talking too long?"
"Go on," a hundred voices an
swered. The man laughed.
"I will," he said. "I have a mes
sage or two to deliver. One Is from
a great singer whom I met in Lon
don a number of years ago. It was
after a concert In which she had won
a .wealth of applause. I knew she
was an Ohio girl, and It was not long
before we found we were both from
Stonewall. 'Here,' she cried. 'I send
the dear old school a little message,'
and she ripped through a verse ot
'II Bacio.' Then she told me that this
famous 'Kiss Waltz' was the first song
she sung in the old assembly room,
and 'I still love It better than any
thing else I sing,' she cried. That's
message number one. The second
one comes from Peru, where we were
building a bridge across a deep
ravine, and the young engineer In
charge of the American workmen was
a Stonewall boy. It was a hazardous
job, and one day the lad laughingly
said to me, 'If I miss my footing you,
must send and ask them at old Stone
wall to drap Jack Sawyer's desk in
black.' But nothing happened to tha
boy, and the work was successfully)
completed. And that's my second!
message. In San Francisco I found
a Stonewall boy on the judicial
bench; In Portland a Stonewall boy;'
THE UNDERWORLD IS AT
YOUR DOGR.
To Increase Salnrlcs.
The Bryn Mawr Alumnae Associa
tion has just paid in the first install
ment of tho million dollars which It
proposes to raise for the college. The
fund Is to he used to increase the sal
aries of tho prpfessors. The, first In
stallment, which Is just $100,000, la
to endow the chair of mathematics,
which has been held by Professor
Agnes Charlotte Scott since the foun
dation of the college. New York
"un.
Keep Still.
EEP still. When trouble la brewing, keep still.
When slander la getting on its legs, keep still.
When your feelings are hurt, keep still till you
recover from your excitement, at any rate. Things
look different through an unagitated eye. In a com-
motion, once, I wrote a letter and sent it, and wished I had
J not. In my later years I had another commotion, and wrote
a long letter; but life rubbed a little sense Into me and I
kept that letter in my pocket against the day when I could
j iook it over without agitation and without tears. I was ;
glad I did. Less and less It seemed necessary to send it. I
was not sure it would do any hurt, but, In my doubtfulness,
J I leaned to reticence, and eventually it was destroyed. Time J
works wonders. Walt till you can speak calmly, and then
you will not need to speak, maybe. Silence Is the most
massive thing conceivable, sometimes. It is strength in very J
grandeur. Dr. Burton.
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"Quite satisfied, governor?" the
girl inquired.
"Yes, Emily too satisfied, if that's
possible. Even the fact that I'm an
Interloper doesn't lessen my serenity."
And then the presiding officer ot
the association arose to call the gath
ering to order and to announce a lit
tle impromptu program. It began
with a song in which almost every
body joined. It was an old song, but
not as old r.s the songs the man had
sung when he was a boy ,at Stone
wall. "I'm sorry I didn't bring my
'Golden Wreath,' " he whispered to
the girl.
"I'm sorry, too, governor," she
whispered back. "I would like to
hear you sing."
He shook his head at her.
"Great singers always dine spar
ingly before warbling," he whispered.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to sing
for a week."
She laughed aloud at this and a
half dozen voices warned her that
she would have to stay after school
for such an infraction of tha rules of
good order.
The presiding officer called for re
marks from various members ot the
association, and these remarks were
all reminiscent and most of them of a
humorous character. And there was
more singing, and somebody read a
half dozen playful verses and then the
chairman looked toward the man be
side the girl.
"We have with us at this Stonewall
banquet board," he said, "an unex
pected guest If I am credibly in
formed, he is one ot the old boys ot
old Stonewall. As a Stonewall boy
he must recognize the fact that he
cannot remain a stranger here, for
he is linked in that impalpable chain
that grapples fast all Stonewall
hearts. In the name ot the old
school I bid Mm speak."
The man slowly arose and looked
about him.
"I thank you sir," he said to the
presiding officer. "I am grateful to
you all for this fine privilege." He
paused and looked about him again
and this time bis glance was delib
erate and searching. "I am grateful
and I am happy grateful because
the day ia fine and the world is fair,
and happy because contentment is
happiness, and because tbla charmed
air is charged with joy. Is it wise
for me to disturb the serenity by
turning back 'to those daya of the
long ago?" He hesitated a moment.
"Tbere were twelve ot us boys in the
class of '65. We touched elbowa in
our studies we laughed and played
and fought together. Where are
those boya now?" He suddenly raised
bis voice. "Ia Richard Pelton here?"
he cried. He waited there was no
response. "Ia Arnold Burnham here?
Ia Henry Gorham?" Hla voice grew
tremulous. "Why do you not an
swer? Ia Edward Thompson here, or
John Thruber, or William Grace, or
Roger Brown, or Tom Stanton? No
answer. I'll try again. I call for
Theodore Graf, and Martin Gray, and
Stephen Burns?" He paused and
waited. "Not one will answer," he
said. And then his voice softened.
"And there was a girl in the class.
Her name wa Emily Sturgls. Is
Emily Sturgls here?" He listened for
an answering word. "The roll call ia
was mayor. I found these excellent
products of the old school quite by,
accident, and I don't know how many,
scores of them I may have missed.
There was another message to old
Stonewall, a message from the desert.
It came years ago when I was cross
ing the Nevada waste alone. My
mare went lame and I was forced to
lead her. As I plodded along I found
a lost prospector. He had missed his
bearings and his water supply had
given out and he was in the early
stages of a fever. And almost the
first thing I heard him babble was
the name of old Stonewall. He was
back with the boys again in the
schoolyard. Somehow I got blm on
my tired mare, lame as she was, and
together we stumbled along that
frightful waste, the stranger laugh
ing and crying over his schoolboy
tricks In the queerest way. Well, we
got somewhere at last some place
where water trickled and human
voices broke the maddening silence
with gentle words. I dropped with a
fever myself just then and never
knew what became of the prospector.
After I came to myself I found my
friends had taken me across the Cali
fornia line, and when I was able to
send word and ask about the pros
pector nobody knew anything con
cerning him." He paused a moment.
"I have often wondered what became
ot him. His home was In this city
and he was a Stonewall boy. Can
anyone here tell me what became of
Robert Lamson?" ...
There waB a sudden hush.
Then a gray haired woman who)
was sitting nearly opposite the man
suddenly leaned forward.
. "Robert Lamson is alive and well,"
she said In a trembling voice. "He
is a good citizen, a bappy husband
and father." Her .voice suddenly
choked. "Let me reach your hand,"
bus cried. "I am Robert's mother!"
Then everybody cheered and
laughed and cried, and in the midst
of the tumult the man sat down.
"I'm glad I came, Emily," he whis
pered. There were tears In the girl's bright
eyes.
"You're Just a splendid governor!"
she cried with a little catch in her
voice.
Then the presiding officer rapped
for attention.
"It Is quite evident," he said, "that
this isn't a very big world, and I be
gin to think there are Stonewall boys
and girls In every part of it, helping
it along and helping one another! "
And then they all cheered again.
How It Came About.
An Alton man who testified that ha
took a little whisky every day on ac
count of hla heart finally got that or
gan in such good condition that he
shot and killed an unarmed citizen
over tbere who also bad a habit of
taking a little something tor his
stomach's sake. Jewell City (Kan.)
Republican.
A Good Alarm Clock.
Husband "Why don't you hivt
Bridget shut tb? kitchen door? Ont
can smell the breakfast cooking all
over the house."
Wife "We leave It open on puN
pose. The smell Is all that gets tha
family up." Judge.
Quits Typewriting t Till Soil.
Miss Myra Wolcott. a Chicago sten
ographer, has been one of the lucky
drawers In the Government lottery
for the 3000 homesteads In the Coeur
d'Alene Indian reservation, Idaho.
The young woman intends to settle
on the land she has won, and already
has abandoned the typewriter to go
nnd become a tiller of the soil. Four
other Illinois women have drawn
homesteads. They are Mrs. Abbie
Ellenger, of Freeport; Miss Stella O.
Berkley, of Casey; Miss Essie Ana
wait, of Galesburg, and Mrs. Mary M.
Steagall, of Carbondale. New York
Sun.
Clcopntra's Code.
Some men are in love with them
selves, and In that at least have no
rival.
According to what the man Is, so
must you humor him.
Do not read books alone, but also
men and chiefly yourself.
Never show your own cards. Let
the other player lead, then follow
suit.
Do not In trying to escape from the
trite become paradoxical.
Try to combine both love and re
spect. Let your personality triumph over
your occupation. New York Herald.
Sentence Suspended.
Mrs. Sophie Pirek, of Cleveland,
Ohio, was fined $10 for stealing thirty-five
cents' worth of scrap iron from
a railroad track so soon as some mem
ber of tho Chamber of Commerce or
some other person of means can be
found to care for her three children.
Only a short while ago several of the
The trouble now Is the acquisition ot
the glide. For the glide of the
George Eliot heroine went out of fas
hion many years ago and since then
women have minced, galloped, el
bowed, wiggled, hopped, skipped,
schottlshed and rolled like a sailor
amidships. Hut they have not culti
vated that slow, sinuous, inslduous,'
even stealthy Btep which was part of
the equipment of the heroine of by
gone fiction. Consequently It looks
as though there might be tempest
uous times ahead for the woman who
wants to wear Tanagrenne tunics and
limp trails and all the other floppy
draperies recommended by the pres
ent modes. Pittsburg Dispatch.
Keeping V.yoa nrtglit.
There 1b no surer giveaway of ape
or indicator of Ill-health than the
eye. It has been called "the window
nf the soul;" It nitght more truly be
dubbed the donrplnte of the body and
Its habits. Many a woman who has a
soul above reproach has eyes that
show her body to he. all wrong.
If one is fatigued. Is over fond ot
eating, is a night owl, or is over
strained, the eye will be dull, heavy
and lifeless. Above all, the eye is
the sign of physical upheavals.
When the eye Is not bright and
clear, especially if It looks puffy or
has that "sick look," keep a sharp
watch for your health. It may be
only bllliousness, but It may also be
kidney trouble or internal disarrange
ment. Whatever the cause it is time
to discover It.
Thle le a far wiser plan than to
take anything to keep the eyes bright.
There are women so foolish as to eat
arsenic under the impression that It
will brighten their eyes. It will also
ruin their nerves, weaken the heart,
and may eventually mean invalidism
for life.
Even more foolish Is It to put
drops in the eyes to give them luster.
Why tamper with our most precious
possession? Never use anything in
the eye without consulting an ocu
list. It Is not safe to take risks with
a delicate organ. If nothing else de
ters, the fear of glasses should teach
sense.
Should the eyes feel heavy they
a
I "The underworld," says Charles
I Somervllle, in Everybody's, "has no
separate topography. It moves con
stantly at the elbow of respectability.
Its Infamous aristocrats are ever In
the haunts of fashion, and Its low
browed, bumble toilers In the crooked
lanes are living rheek by Jowl with
the decent poor.
"ThlB Is what your all-seeing eyes
could surely show you of the under
world; nnd more startling still, per
haps, might be the discovery that Its
Inhabitants are not altogether differ
ent from you and me. More wlir-.il
In their weaknesses, certainly, they
are; more hysterkal In their hilari
ties; blinder In their loves and bit
terer In their hatreds; supinely sub
ject to all emotions, good or bad, un
doubtedly .... I remember bo
well the first time I saw a burglar In
flesh and Mood. His black mask was
off, his revolver was In the posses
sion of the police; he had just been
sentenced to ten years' Imprisonment
j and was saying jrood-by to liis wife
! and three little children. lie was
wholly like any other grief-stricken
human being. His sob was the same.
He was a sandy-haired man with
; rather large, foolish blue eyes. It
, was hard to Imagine those same
large, blue eyes looking very terri
ble, even behind a mask."
"Tfirtra1
raw
HOUSEHOLD
MATTERS
Slnmbcr Bogs. ' v
Slumber bags of heavr wool ta
plain colors are replacing the steamer
fug for deck use by many travelers,
the bag laces up to the neck and la
provided with a hood. It Is especial
;y good for the convalescent. In
llanapolls News.
How to Have Good Lamplight.
Don't use the wick up to the last
.Hch; get a new one when the old oie
ta clogged or stiff.
Rub the burned part oft with a soft
:loth every day don't cut It.
Put freBh oil in the lamp every
lay, but don't fill It quite full. Leave
n Inch of space at the top.
Keep the outside of lamp clean and
Jry and you won't be troubled with,
oily odors.
Wash chimneys every day nnd the
jther parts once a week, using a little
immonia and soap to cut the grease.
Polish chimneys with a soft news
paper. Before using a new chimney wrap
In a cloth and place in a kettle of cold
water. Bring to a boll. Boil for
fifteen minutes. Let the water cool
Before removing the chimney. No
srdlnary heat will break a chimney
treated In this way. Boston Post.
words of wisdom.
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Onion Souflle. Pour one cupful of hot milk over two
thirds of a cupful of grated breadcrumbs. Let stand until
soft, then add one cupful of chopped cold stewed onion, one
cupful of milk, three beaten egg yolks, a saltspoonful of salt,
a light sprinkling of pepper and one tablespoonful of butter.
Mix well, then fold In the whipped whites of the eggs; turn
Into a buttsred baking dish and bake forty-five minutes In a
steady oven. Serve at once without redishlng.
leading business men of Cleveland
appeared before the Chamber of Com
merce and demanded that less lenient
treatment be accorded In the police
courts to women arrested for thefts
of coal and Iron from the railroad
tracks. The police judge who im
posed the provisional sentence on
Mrs. Pirek said that be would hold
the case open for one month, and in
the meantime the woman's sentence
is suspended that she may earn a liv
ing for herself and her three chil
dren, the youngest of whom Is less
than six months old. New York Sun.
Source of Proflt For AVomcn.
Illuminating of documents Is a new
field of work for women in England,
and it might recommend Itself as a
congenial and profitable employment
for women in this country. Mrs. Ha-mer-Jackson,
of London, Is urging
women to take up the work, which
she says peculiarly t,longs to them.
Mrs. Hamer-Jackson is one of the
best illuminators in England. She
makes a large income and does all
her work at home. She describe? il
luminating as an art. Her work is
devoted almost exclusively to the dec
oration of public addresses, books
and cards in the fine floral scrolls and
designs, often spotted with gold and
silver, in the style of the old Anglo
Saxon and Gothic manuscripts. Mrs.
Hamer-Jackson says there is practi
cally unlimited work to be done for
private persons. It Is her plan to or
ganize a school for the Instruction ot
young women in the work. New
York I'resr.
An Artistic Tench.
' The woman whose aim Is to reveal
a touch of the artist in her home Just
at present Is Interested in the old
fashioned candlestick. It Is a revival
as happy In its way as that of the re
turn to favor of Sheffield or pewfer
ware. The candle held Its own
against the oil lamp, but lost Its pop
ularity when gas came in, and it was
practically outlawed whe.j electricity
came into general use. Now, how
ever, many women of society are
using candles extensively. One so
ciety leader, In fact, has gone to the
extreme ot having electric fixtures
removed from several rooms, relying
entirely upon candles for lighting.
These candles she displays in antique
candlesticks ot beaten brass. Tall
Russian candlesticks now are seen on
many library tables, and tall silver
colonial sticks are on many dressing
tables. New candlesticks a-e shown
In pottery on wrought Iron, but an
tiques are first In favor. The prices
ot old brass candlesticks have ad
vanced greatly In the last few weeks,
and few now are to be found In the
antique shops. Brooklyn Eag'.e.
may often be freshened by bathing
with weak salt water, either hot or
cold. This can do no barm, and by
relieving strained conditions will fre
quently improve the luster.
One woman says she has used a
little orange, juice in her eyes for
years without injuring them. A few
drops are inserted In the eye with a
dropper. After the first Rmart the
eyes are brighter and clearer. As
this might be injurious to other wom
en, though not harmful In itself, It
should not be used without the ad
vice of a physician. Philadelphia
Ledger.
Summer love and winter matri
mony ore no more alike than cham
pagne and cold tea.
The average man marries a woman
In order to escape loneliness ard
then Joins a club in order to escape
the woman.
j To most men the "drink problem"
Is merely a question of whether to
1 order a beer or a highball.
Nothing disturbs a man worse than
! to find that ho has stirred up a wom
an's temper except to find that he
can't.
There are Just two endlnqs to a
love affair temporary despair It you
are disappointed, and life-long regret
if you are not.
Don't fancy that it 1b always Im-
pertinence that makes a man try to
' kiss you; It may be only curiosity
or just to pass the time.
Tho savago brings a club to the set
tlement of his domestic troubles; the
j civilized man takes his troubles to
I the club.
j The fly that seeks the sticky flypaper
: Is a wise and intelligent being beside
I the man who makes love simultane
ously to two girl chums.
A woman doesn't object to being
i kissed so much as she objects to a
man thinking that she doesn't object.
Real luck In love consists In being
able to get out of It gracefully.
The less confidence a man has In
; his ruling powers the more he in
! Bists on an outward show of defer
j ence; tho Turk Isn't afraid to let his
women wear the trousers and smoke
cigarettes.
Nowadays no gentleman will stoop
i to tempt a woman especially if he
j can Induce her to tempt him and
thereby shift tho responsibility.
I The hardest task a mother has is
j to teach her child to be patient with
his father.
! Now Is the timo of the year when
the lucky bachelor congratulates him
self that nobody is coming home to
discover that he spilt Ink on the par
lor carpet, broke the best coffee pot
and left the windows open for tho
rain to ruin the curtains. From
"Reflections of a Bachelor Girl." s
Washing a Sweater.
It Is no difficult matter to wash a
sweater at home, and It usually comes
out as well as if it had gone to the
cleaner. Wash it in tepid soap suds,
rinse it thoroughly and spread It on
tho grass if there Is grass. If there
Is not a yard, hang it on a coat hang
er which has been thoroughly padded
with a towel, says the New York
Evening Sun. The trouble In drying
wool sweaters Is the stretching of the
sleeves from the additional weight ot
water and the stretching out of shape
of different parts that are clipped to
the line by clothes pins. One woman
who washes her own sweater threads
the sleeves through a clothes line and
straightens, the garment on the line.
If there is clean grass it is as well to
dry it on the ground, straightening
the garment perfectly while it is wet.
But the sun tans a white sweater, and
it should be dried on a cloudy day if
this means is used.
About the House.
When flavoring has been forgotten
In a pudding or cake the fault may
be remedied by rubbing the desired
extract over the outside of tho cake as
soon as It Is taken from the oven.
Put bits of soap Into a tin cup with
j a little hot water and enough corn or
j oatmeal to thicken, stirring all to
j gether till the soap melts. Let the
mass harden In a cake and you have
j a nice bath goap.
' To patch umbrella covers get a sup
! ply of black court plaster from the
j druggist, which is silk covered with
i an adherent. Moisten the adherent
' with water and fix over the hole on
I the outside of the umbrella cover,
- pressing firmly down. A very neat
patch is thus. made.
To prevent rugs from curling at
' the corners bind them on the under
side with a piece of narrow webbing
. like that used to hold furniture
' springs In place, or with a two-Inch
; strip of light weight oilcloth. Bos
! ton Tost. -r .
Destroyed Money.
It Is estimated that ovci one-half
million dollars In paper money is
destroyed In the country In one year.
Many complaints come to the Treas
ury Department concerning destroyed
money from persona who are of the
opinion that the country should
stand their losses. One woman wrote
a few days ago that she had dropped
a twenty dollar bill in a meat chop
per and that it had been ground to
pieces. A large quantity or green
backs is eaten up each year by rats,
which find Its hiding places. One
peculiar case is reported of n robin
flying through a window and then
flying out again with a one hundred
dollar bill in its mouth. Enough of
this greenback was found in the rob
in's nest to warrant Its redemption.
Washington Star.
A Change In Wnlkt.
The woman of the present is con
fronted with the necessity ot having
a wardrobe of walks. One ot these
must be a stride; the other must be
a glide. The former is reserved for
.he trotteuse gown; the latter is got
jut with the classical robes whl:h are
now worn on formal occasions.
The most women already have at
their command the stride. Tnat Is
part ot the free, boisterous, sturdy
lype of girlhood which has for tho
past years been our natlenal Ideal.
Orange Is among the most popular
colors.
Low shoes ore ornamented with big
buckles.
Straight coat seams may be
trimmed, but never the lower edge.
Washable chamois gloves are
shown in both the natural color and
white.
Tucks still hold favor, but buttons
have outrun them in the race for first
Place.
The directolre tie, made of crochet
lace, Is a pretty finish to the dressy
blouse.
There Is a remarkable prevalence
of foulard in the handsomest daytime
gowns.
Collar'.ess gowns are more freely
worn in daytime than for many sea
sons past.
Kimono dresses for the little folks
are cool and simple enough to Insure
style and comfort. i
Gray suede boots, with pearl but
tonB, are attractively worn with gray i
walking suits. '
White ties with dark gowns are I
seen in some costumes, but the idea is J
in poor style.
Net gloves, the coolest things that !
can be worn, may now be had with
embroidered backs. j
There Is a rage now for cream
white buKs, worn with bat and acces
sories of nut brown.
The latest belts of heavy gold braid
differ from their predecessors in that
tbey are of dull rather than ot bright
metal.
Stoles and ecclesiastical designs
have crept Into the toilet quietly, but
with evident Intention to stay for
awhile.
Lace veils are edged on both sides
with fancy borders and serve for
scarfs as well as tor enveloping the
hat and face.
Pleats set In " the side or quite
around the skirt below the knee sug
gest the returning fulness ot this part
ot the costume.
A bit of hand embroidery Is a
dainty finish to tbe tight-fitting sblrt
waist sleeve, which is cut pointed
over the wrist.
The gutmpe of flesh-coiOiVjO tulle, !
which naa received so much comment,
has been superseded by a chemisette
. Every public school In Germany has
The gray now favored by fashion- gymnasium and there are certain
sole women Is really a grayish rose ! hours on certain days whr a physical
tutor rhavlng a subtle touch, ot .thej culture of boy's and girls of all classes
rose beneath tbe gray. , ( nd ages Is sons through.
w
Down the Old Iload.
The fireflies twinkled in tbe tall
grasses like myriads of tiny stars.
"You John Luther Elderberry!"
giggled the pretty girl in the pink
sunbonnet, "I am surprised."
"Surprised at what, Cynthia?"
drawled the lanky youth a her side.
"Why, a you, standing there and
kissing a lone, defeuseless girl that
way."
"Oh, don't worry about that. Cyn
thia. Here Is another way." And
the moon man came out from behind
a cloud and grinned until it seemed
bis face would crack. Boston Post
- I -
Ji. dentle Aspcritlon.
Among the prisoners brought be
fore a Chicago police magistrate one
Monday morning was one, a beggar,
whose face was by no means sn un
familiar one to the Judge.
"I am Informed that you have
again been found begging In tho pub
lic streets." Bald hla honor sternly.
, "and yet you carried In your pocket
j over 10 in currency."
"Yea, your honor," proudly re
I turned the mendicant. "I may not
be as industrious as some, but, sir, I
I am no spendthrift." Harp?r's
Weekly.
Doilies In White Honse.
Mrs. Taft has taken up the fasten
of using dollies for both the breakfast
and luncheon table. It is a plan that
has been gaining favor In Europe for
several years, and originated with a
French woman who was proud of her
mahogany table and wished to give
her guests a peek at It. There Is an
other good reason for the cuBtom.
The doily takes away from formality,
nnd also per:nits of more tlisplny of
the varied taste of tho hostess than
the heavy and conventional table
doth. Doilies are shown in a profu
sion of patterns and designs. They
may bo worked by the hostess herself,
and are graded In size to match plates
nnd cups nnd saucers and glasses.
Mr. Taft uses dollies on the round
table In the White House dining room
for breakfast nnd luncheon, unless
there are guests who demand a show
of formality. They also are found on
many other tables In Washington and
In this city, and their uses seems con
stantly to be becoming more general.
New York Press.
As It Ought to He.
Things would be groatly simplified
If the man who Is 111 would always
enjoy eating enough, and If tbe man
who Is well could enjoy retraining
from eating too much.
Lemon Ranee. -Three quarters cup
cup sugar, one-quarter cup water,
two teaspoons butter, one tablespoon
lemon juice. Make a syrup by boiling
sugar and water eight minutes; re
move from fire; add butter and lemon
lulce.
linked Ilocts. Beets retain their
lugary, delicate flavor to perfection If
they are baked Instead ofboiled. Turn
them frequently while in oven, using
t knife, as the fork allows the jutca
!o run out. When done remove the
ikln and serve with butter, salt and
pepper on the slices.
Candied Orange Peel. Drop fresh)
peel Into boiling wa;er, and boll gen
;!y until it ran be easily pierced with
i straw. Make sufficient syrup t
:over. In proportion of one pound su
gar to one pint water; cut poet Into
narrow strips, drop lata syrup and
boll gently until transparent, then
nce more rapidly sprinkle with gran
ulated sugar and dry a few hours in av
rlightly warm even. It directions are
followed this will be found very go-jd.
Hquanh liiscuil. One and one-half
eups alfted squash, one-half cup su
gar, one yeast case, one cup milk.
one-half teaspoon salt, four lable
ipounfuls butter, five cups flour; s:ald -
the milk, pour It orer, add the but
ter, sugar and salt, and when luke
warm add tbe yeast rake dissolved ia
one-half scant cup ot lakes-arm wat
er. Stir Into tbe flour, knsad well;
let rise tilt light, form Into biscuts
and 1st rise one end a halt hour:
kake out-half hoar in good hot cvtit.