f HE FULTOJt COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURQ, PA.
THE BALL OF
SYNOPSIS.
' At vontrv row-ting of tho Miirkct
flqimro church Cttll Santftit listens to
(Jl iixlnn about the salo of Hie ehurrh
Irniitimim to Kilwitnl li. Allison, lma!
inuilon l.lnn, ami when HsV"ii li"r opin
ion ot ili ihnivh hy K'V. Smith Hnyil.
uyn It l apptir.'iilly a lucrative business
nliTprlxn. Allis.in t.ikis tj.nl rUllns In
bin motor car.
CHAPTER II Continued.
Cull, loo, was disturbed. While she
bail laughed to cover the embarrass
ment of her mishap, she had been
quilH collected enough to thank All I
mia for his ready aid; but she had felt
Clio Ihrlll of that teiised arm, and It
fcail rtttnkencd in her mind an entirely
aew vein of puzzled conjecture.
Gravity with a man Invariably leads
him back to the consideration of his
hwding joy In life, business; and the
flrnt thing Allison knew lie was Indulg
ing In quite a unique weakness, for
him, he was bragging! Not exactly
flat-footed; but, with tolerably strong
Insinuation, he gave Iter to understand
that the consolidation of the Immense
tract luti interests of New York was
about as tremendous an undertaking
she could comprehend, and that, hav
ing attained so dizzy a summit, he felt
entitled to turn himself to lighter
thin l-s, to enjoy lifo and gayety and
frivolity, to rest, as It were, upon bis
laurels.
Gail was amused, as she always was
when men of strong achievement
dropped Into this weakness to Interest
lrls. She did appreciate and admire
his no doubt tremendous accomplish
ment, It was only his naivete which
tmiied her, and to save her she could
sot resist tho wicked little Impulse to
nettle, lam. To his suggestion that he
could now lead a merry life because
ke was entitled to rest upon his lau
ds, slio bad merely answered.
-Why ?"
Ho dropped Into a silence so dense
(hat tho thump was almost audible,
fid she was contrite. She had pricked
Mm deeper than she knew, however.
Fho bad not understood how gigantic
tho man's ambitions had been, r.or
bow vain be was of his really marvel
ous progress. After all, why should
lie pause, when he had such power in
him? tfhe did well to siea!i slight
ingly of any achievement made by a
man of such proved ability. New arr.
oitions sprang up In him. The next
lime bo talked business with her he
would have something startling under
war; something to compel her respect.
CHAPTER III.
The Change In the Rector's Eyes.
The grand privilege of Mrs. Jim
Sargent's happy life was to worry all
she liked. Just now, as she 6at on the
seven ctialra and the four benches of
the nuihogany panelled library, amid
wealth of serious-minded sculpture
nd. puicting and rare old prints, she
wax 'bathed in a new ecstasy of painful
enjoyment. She was worried about
Gail! It was fix-thirty now. and Gall
fcari not yet returned from I.ucile's.
Mrs. Helen Davies, dressed for din
ner with as much care as if she had
been about to attend one of the unat
tainable Mrs. Waverly-Gaites' annu
Is, came sweeping down the marble
stairs with the calm aplomb of one j
whom nothing can disturb and, lorg-
aette in hand, turned Into the library.
"I'm so glad you came down, Helen!"
breathed Mrs. Sargent, with a sigh of
relief. "I'm so worried! Gall hasn't
tnmc home from Lucile's!"
Mrs. Helen Davits sat beneath the
statue of Minerva presenting wisden
to the world, and arranged the folds
cf her gown to the most graceful ad
anl.ig'. "You shouldn't expect her on time,
coming from I.uci'.e's," she observed,
with a smile pf proper pride. She was
linim n.-i' ly fond of her daughter Lu
etic; but she preferred to live with her
sister. "I have a brilliant idea, Grace.
I'll telephone," and without seeming to
exert herself In the least, she glided
from her picturesque high-backed
flemish chair, and sat at the library
table, and drew the phone to her, and
i ured her daughter's number.
"Hollo. I.uclle." she called, In tho
most-friendly of tones. "You'd better
end Gail home, before your Aunt
Grace develops wrinkles."
Mrs. Helen Davles listened to the
answer, a sparkle in her black eyes.
"Where is she?" interrupted Mrs.
Sargent, holding her thumb.
"Out driving," reported sister Helen.
"Have you sent your Invitations for!
the house party, I.uclle?" and she dls-1
STRICTLY MAN OF HIS WORD
Sisworth 6queezer Might Be "Near,"
but No One Could Accuse Him
cf Untruth.
It may have been true that Slsworth
Sueezer was so mean that he robbed
other people's babies' banks because
tie had no baby of his own. but It was
also true tiiat he was strictly a man
of his word. .
Never had he told an untruth, and
aa for lying, that would have been
a physical impossibility.
As our story opens, Squeezer Is
walking along Bayrum boulevard with
the fair Esmerllna, who has just made
him the happiest tightwad in the
world by promising to become hls'n.
Then four raindrops fell In rapid
succession on Slsworth Squeezer's
a one.
"There's only one explanation."
cried Esmerllna. "It must be raining.
Darling. 1 have on my new crepe de
Hlxmuth It will be ruined! Call a
Ull!"
"1 will!" be promised before be re-
By GEORGE RANDOLPH CHESTER
and LILLIAN CHESTER
ILLUSTRATED BY C. D. RHODES
(Copyright. 1914, fcjr the Red Book Corporation.)
cussed that important subject until
Mrs. Sargent's thumb ached.
"With whom is Gall driving, and
where?" asked sister Grace, anxious
for detail.
Mrs. Helen Davles touched ull of her
fingertips together In front of her on
the library table, and beamed on
Grace.
"Don't worry about Gall," she smil
ingly advised. "She is driving with
Kdward E. Allison. lie is the richest
bachelor in New York, though not so
cially prominent. No one has ever
been able to Interest him. I predict
for Call a brilliant future," and she
moved over contentedly to her favor
ite contrast with Minerva.
"Gall would attract anyone," re
turned Mrs. Sargent complacently, and
then a little crease came in her brow.
"I wonder where she met him."
"At the vestry meeting, I.uclle said."
"Oh," and Mrs. Sargent's brow
cleared Instantly. "Jim Introduced
them. I wonder where Jim Is?"
Tho door opened, and Jim Sargent
came in, wiping the snow from his
stubby mustache before he distributed
his customary hearty greetings to the
family.
"Where's Gall?" he wanted to know.
'Out driving with Edward E. Alli
son," answered both ladies.
"Still?" inquired Jim Sargent, and
then he laughed. "She's a clever girl.
Smart as a whip! She nearly started
a riot In the vestry."
"Was Willis Cunningham there?' 'In
quired Mrs. Davtes interestedly.
"Took me in a corner after the meet
ing and told me that Gail bore a re
markable resemblance to the Fratelll
Madonna, and might he call."
Tho telephone bell rang, and Sar
gent, who could not train himself to
wait for a servant to sift the mes
sages, answered it Immediately, with
his characteristic explosive-flrstsyl-lubled:
"Hello!"
"Oh, It's you, I'r.cle Jim," called a
bttovant volee. "Mr. Allison and I have
Rev. Smith Boyd Came Out With His
Most Active Vestryman.
found the most enchanting madhouse
In the world, and we're going to take
dinner here. It's all right. Isn't it?"
"Certainly." he replied, equally buoy
ant. "Enjoy yourself, Chubsy," and he
hung up the receiver.
"What Is it?" asked Mrs. Davles, in
a tone distinctly chili. She had a pre
monition that Jim Sargent had done
something 'foolish. He seemed so
pleased.
"Gail won't be home," he announced
carelessly, starting for the stairs.
"She's dining with Allison at some
roadhouse."
"I nehaperuned! " gasped Mrs. Da
vies. "She's all right, Helen," remarked
Jim, starting upstairs. "Allison's a
line fellow."
"nut what will he think of Gail!"
protested Helen. "That sort of un
eonventlonallty has gone clear out.
Jim. you'll have to get back that num
ber!" "Sorry," regretted Jim. "Can't do it.
Against the telephone rules," and be
went upstairs, positively humming.
The two ladles looked at Pach other,
and sat down In the valley of the
shadows of gloom. There was noth
ing to be done!
It was not until nine o'clock that
membered that, being strictly a man
of bis word, he would have to make
good, cost what it may.
"Wait under the, protection of this
telegraph pole," he told her, and
dashed off. Three blocks away 17
taxicabs were waiting to be sum
moned. Slsworth Squeezer rushed by
them, for he had thought of a way.
Half a mile farther on there wasn't a
taxi in sight or sound.
"Taxi!" bellowed Slsworth Squeez
er. "Taxi!"
"Well," be reflected, "I've called one,
anyway. It's not my fault If It doesn't
answer." 1
And he returned to walk the fair
Esmerllna home through the damp
rain.
A Close Race.
"Is there much competition In your
office?" asked Miss Skittles.
"Sure," replied the facetious Miss
Skids. "Between the mirror and the
clock." Puck.
Some men are so reckless with their
coin that they even use It for pay
ing debts.
if ) ii
FIRE
they expressed their worry again. At
that hour Ted and Luclie Teasdale and
Arly Fosland came In with the exuber
ance of a New Year's eve celebration.
"It's grent sleighing tonight," stated
I.ucile's husband, who was a thin
waistcd young man, with a splendid
natural gift for dancing.
"All that's missing Is tho bells." chat
tered the black-haired Arly, breaking
straight for her favorite big couch in
the library. "The only way to have
any Bpeed In an auto is to go sldewlse."
"We're to get up a skidding match,
so I can bet on our chauffeur," laughed
Luclie, fluffing her blonde ringlets be
fore the big mirror In the hall. "We
slid a complete circle coming down
through the park, and never lost a rev
olution!" "I've been thinking It must be bad
driving." fretted Mrs. Sargent. "Gull
should be home by now!"
"Alllson'a a safe driver," comforted
Ted, who liked to see everybody
happy. '
Jim Sargent came to the door of the
study, In which be was closeted with
Rev. Smith lioyd. Jim was prac
tically the young rector's business
guardian.
"Hello, folks," be nodded. "Gall
home?"
"Not yet," responded Mrs. Sargent,
In whose brow the creases were be
coming fixed.
"It's hardly time," estimated Jim,
and went back Into the study.
"I'm terribly vexed." confided Lu
clie, stopping behind Ted's chair, and
Idly tickling the back of his neck. "I
thought It would be such a brilliant
scheme to give a wlntee week-end
party, but Mrs. Acton Is going to give
one at her country place."
"Before or after?" demanded Mrs.
Davies, with whom this was a point of
the utmost importance.
"A week after," answered Luclie,
"but her Invitations are out. I wish I
hadn't mailed mine. What can we do
to make ours notable?"
That being a matter worth consider
ing, the entire pnrty, with the excep
tion of Aunt Grace, who'was listening
for the doorbell, set their wits and
their tongues to work. Mrs. Helen Da
vles took a keener interest In It than
any of them. The Invitation list was
the most important of all, for it was a
long and arduous way to the heaven of
the socially elect, and It took genera
tions to accomplish the Journey. The
Murdock girls, Grace and herself, had
no great-grandfather. Murdock Senior
Had made his money after Murdock
Junior was married, but In time to
give the girls a thorough polishing in
an exclusive academy. Thus launched,
Helen had married a man with a great-great-grandfather,
but Grace had mar
ried Jim Sargent. Jlin was a dear,
and bad plenty of money, and was as
good a railroader as Grace's father,
with whom he had been great chums;
but still he was Jim Sargent. Gall's
mother, who had married Jim's broth
er, had seven ancestors, but a moth
er's family name is so often over
looked. Nevertheless, when Gall came
to marry, the maternal ancestry, all
other, things being favorable, might
even secure her an Invitation to Mrs.
Waverly-Gaites' annual! Reaching
this point In ber circle of speculation,
Mrs. Helen Davles came back to her
starting place, and loked at the llbrnry
clock with a shock. Ten; and the girl
was not yet home!
Rev. Smith Boyd came out of the
study with his most active vestryman,
and joined tho circle of waiting ones.
He was a pleasant addition to the
party, for, In spite of belonging to the
clergy, he was able to conduct himself
In Rome in a quite, acceptable Roman
fashion. I'leasant as he was, they
wished he would go home, because it
was not convenient to worry in his
company; and by this time Luclie her
self was beginning to watch the clock
with some anxiety. Only Mrs. Sar
gent felt no restraint. An automobile
honked at the door as If it were stop
ping, and she half arose; then the
same honk sounded half way down the
block, and she sat down again.
"I'm so worried about Gall!" she
stated, holding her thumb.
"We all are," supplemented Mrs. Da
vles. quickly. "She has been dining
with a party of friends, and the
streets are so slippery."
i snouia juage air. Allison to be a
very capable driver," said Rev. Smith
Uoyd; and the ladies glared at Jim. "I
envy them their drive on a night like
this. I wonder if there will be good
coasting,
"Fine." Judged Jim Sargent, looking
out of the window toward the adJoln-
PUTS BAN ON ANCIENT JOKES
Bank Teller, Driven to Desperation,
Officially Announces the "Canning"
of Musty Witticisms.
The paying teller In one of the
large trust companies, which has
many woman depositors, has Just bad
this framed and bung up on the wall
of his "cage' :
'Notice The following old Jokes
are officially csnned:
"1. The Joke about the woman who
drew a check wrong, threw It Into the
tire, and then called up the bank In
a panic and asked that payment on
the check be stopped immediately.
"2, The Joke about the woman who
went Into a bank and thought she
could open the same kind of an ac
count as In a department store, set
tling up at the end of the month.
"3. The Joke about the woman who,
when her husband opened a bank ac
count for her, was afraid to draw
checks because she thought people
might find out how much she was
spending and what It was for.
"4. The joke about the woman who,
ing rectory. 'That first snow was wt
and It froze. Now there's a good Inch
on top of It and, at this rate, there
should be three by morning. A little
thaw, and another freeze, and a little
more Bnow tomorrow, and I'll be tempt
ed to make a bob-Bled."
"I'll help you," offered Rev. Smith
Boyd, with a glow of pleasure In his
particularly fine eyes. "I used to have
a twelve-seated bob-sled, which never
started down the bill with less than
fifteen."
"I never rode on one," complained
Arly. "I think I'm duo for a bob-sled
party."
"You're Invited," Luclie promptly
told her. "Uncle Jim, you and Doctor
Boyd will have to hunt up your ham
mer and saw."
"lit start right to work," offered the
young rector, with the alacrity which
had made him a favorite.
"If the snow holds, we'll go over Into
the Jersey bills, and slide," promised
Sargent with enthusiasm. "I'll give
the party."
"I seem to anticipate a pleasant eve
ning," considered Ted Teasdale, whose
athletics were confined entirely to
dancing. "Weil ride downhill on the
sleds, and uphill In the machines."
"That's barred," Immediately pro
tested Jim. "The boys have to pull
the girls uphill. Isn't that right,
Uoyd?"
"It was correct form when I was a
boy," returned the rector, with a laugh.
He held his muscular hands out before
him as If he could still feel the cut or
the rope In his palms. He squared bis
big shoulders, and breathed deeply, In
memory of those health-giving days.
There was a flush in his cheeks, and
bis eyes, which were sometimes green,
glowed with a decided blue. Arlene
Fosland, looking lazily across at him,
from tho comfortnble nest which she
hnd not quitted nil evening, decided
that It was a shame that he bad been
cramped Into the ministry.
"There's Gail!" cried Mrs. Sargent.
Jumping to her feot and running Into
the hall, before the butler could come
In answer to the bell. She opened the
door and was Immediately kissed, then
Gall came back into the library with
out stopping to remove her furs. She
was followed by Allison, and she car
ried something inside her coat. Her
cheeks were rosy from the crisp air
and the snow sparkled on her brown
hair like tiny diamonds.
"We've been buying a dog!" she
breathlessly explained, and, opening
her coat, she produced an animated
teddy bear, with two black eyes and
one black pointed nose protruding
from a puff ball of pure white. She
set It on the floor, vhere it waddled
uncertainly In three directions, and
finally curled down between Rev.
Smith Boyd's feet.
"A collie!" and Rer. Smith Boyd
picked up the warm infant for an ad
miring inspection. "It's a beautiful
puppy."
"Isn't It a dear!" exclaimed Gall
taking It away from him, and favoring
him with a smile. She whisked the.
fluffy little ball over to her Aunt Grace
and left It in that lady's lap, while she
threw off her furs.
"Where could you buy a dog at this
hour?" Inquired Mrs. Davies, glancing
at the clock, which stood now at tbo
accusing hour of a quarter of eleven.
"We woke up the kennel men,"
laughed Gall, turning with a sparkling
glance to Allison, who was being In
troduced ceremoniously to the ladles
by Vncle Jim. "We bad a perfectly
glorious evening! We dined at RoBe
leaf Inn, entirely surrounded by hectic
lights, then we drove five miles Into
the country and bought Flakes. We
came home so fust that Mr. Allison al
most had to hold me In." She turned,
laughing, to find the eyes of Rov.
Smith Boyd fixed on her in cold disap
proval. They were no longer blue!
CHAPTER IV.
Too Many Men.
"A conscience must be a nuisance
to a rector," sympathized Gail Sar
gent, as she walked up the hill beside
Rev. Smith Boyd.
The tall young rector shifted the
thin rope of the sled to his other hand.
"Epigrams are usually more clever
than true," he finally responded, with
a twinkle in bis eyes. It had been In
his mind to sharply defend that
charge, but he reflected that It was
unwise to assume the speech worth
serious consideration. Moreover, he
had come to this toboggan party for
healthful physical exercise!
"Then you're guilty of an epigram,"
retorted Gall, who was annoyed with
Rev. Smith Boyd without quite know
ing why. "You can't believe all you
are compelled, as a minister, to say."
"That," returned Rev. Smith Boyd
coldly, "Is a matter of interpretation."
He commended himself for his pa
tience, as he proceeded to Instruct
this mistaken young person. She was
a lovable girl, In spite of the many
things he found In her of which to
disapprove. "The eye of tho needle
through which the camel was sup
posed not to be able to pass, was, In
reality, a narrow. city gate called the
Needle's Eye."
Gail looked at him with that little
' smile t the corners of her red Hps,
when told by tho bank that she had
overdrawn her account. Insisted that
it couldn't be, as she had several blank
checks left In her check book.
' 5. The Joke about the woman who
went up in the air and was grievously
Insulted because the cashier (who
lived on the same street) Insisted
that she must be Identified upon pre
senting a eheck for payment"
. Our Contagious Accent
"Speaking with a strong American
accent," a navy man has returned as
a deserter for service here after seven
years across the Atlantic. Seven
years! Why seven weeks will do the
trick. What la known as the "Ameri
can accent" and It differs as widely
as the American continent Is the
most Infectious In the world. A couple
of months, as I know personally, Is
sufficient to alter the pitch of voice,
and no man comes back from America
without being detected In his speech,
which has unconsciously caught the
pitch. He gets over It In time. But
Britain has never succeeded In Impos
ing Its U'gual pitch on America.
1-ondon Chronica
e) elide down, curved lnslies on iu
cheeks, and beneath the lashes t
sparkle brighter than the moonllgh
on the snow crystals lu the adjoining
Held. .
"It seems to me there was some
thing about wealth lu that metaphor,
she observed, her round eyes flashing
open as she smilei up at him. "If It
was so difficult even In those days for
a rich man to enter the kingdom o
heaven, how can a rich church hope
to enter the spirit of the gospel ?"
Rev. Smith Boyd hastily, and almost
roughly, drew her islde, as a long, low
bobsled, accompanied by appropriate
screams, came streaking down the hill,
and passed them. Tbey both turned
and followed Its progress down the
narrowing white road, to where It
curved away In a stiver line far at
the bottom of a hill. Hills and val
leys, and fences and trees, and even
a distant stream were covered with
the fleecy mantle of winter, while
high overhead in a sky of blue, bung a
round, white moon, which flooded the
"Why Are You So Bitter Against the
Church?"
countryside with mellow light, and
strewed upon earth's fresh robe a
wealth of countless sparkling gems.
"This is a wonderful sermon,"
mused Gail; then she turned to the
rector. She softened toward him, as
she saw that he, too, had partaken of
the awe and majesty of this scene. He
stood straight and tall, his splendidly
poised head thrown buck, and his gaze
resting far off where the hills cut
against the sky In tree-clad scallops.
"It Is an Inspiration," he told her.
with a tone In his vibrant voice which
she had not heard before; and for that
brief instant these two, between whom
there had seemed some instinctive
antagonism, were nearer In sympathy
than either had thought It possible to
be. Then Rev. Smith Uoyd hap
pened to remember something. "The
morality or Immorality of riches de
pends upon its use," he sonorously
stated, as he stepped out Into the road
again, dragging his sled behind blm,
following' the noisy, loitering crowd
with the number two bobsled. "Mar
ket Square church, which Is the one
I suppose you meant in your compari
son w ith the rich man, intends .to de
vote all the means with which a kind
Providence has blessed it, to the glory
of God."
"And the glorification of the billion
aire vestry," she added, still annoyed
with Rev. Smith Boyd, though she did
not know why.
Again Rev. Smith Boyd drew her
out of the road, almost ungently, and
unnecessarily In advance of need, to
permit a thick man to glldo leisurely
by on his stomach on a handsled. He
slid majestically onward, with happy
forgetfulncss of the dignity belonging
to the president ot the Towando Val
ley railroad and a vestryman of Mar
ket Square church.
"That used to be lots of fun," re
membered Gail, looking after ber
Uncle Jim In envy.
"Market Square church has dis
pensed millions In charity," the rector
felt it his duty to inform her, as they
started up the hill again.
"If it's like our church at home it
costs ninety cents to deliver a dime,"
she retorted, bristling anew with by
gone aggravations. "So long as you
can deliver baskets of provisions In
person, It Is all right, but the minute
you let the money out ot your sight it
filters through too many paid hands.
I found this out Just before I resigned
from our charity committee."
He looked at her in perplexity. She
was so young and so pretty, so charm
ing in the ermine which framed ber
pink face, so gentle of speech and
movement, that her visible self and
her Incisive mind seemed to be two
different creatures.
"Why are you so bitter against the
church?" and his tone was troubled,
not so much about what she had said,
but about her.
(TO BR CrtNTlN't'mi
How the Spider Works.
A patient Englishman who last sum
mer watched a garden spider splu Its
nest from start to finish has told what
he saw, in a recent issue of Knowl
edge. At 9:30 o'clock tn the evening
the spider, a half-grown female, began
work by dropping from one branch of
a pine tree to another below, and
there making fast a line, which event
ually formed two of the perpendicular
radiating lines of the web. From that
time It continued to work without In
terruption until 1:25 o'clock the next
morning. The network and radial
lines were done by 12:30 o'clock, and
the spiral part ot the web was con
sequently made In less than an hour
The observer drew many Interesting
diagrams of the web at different stages
in Its construction. He says the fin
ished web was one of the most per
fect he bas ever seen.
An Agonizing Thought
She Suffered? I thought I never
should live to tell the tale.
He For a woman that must have
been suffering Indeed,
Pantalette Undoubtedly Here
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Diversity of detail la a striking char
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morning blouse to wear with the tail
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change from tbo preceding season.
Made of velvet, satin, faille, georgette
crepe of taffeta, It matches the petti
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the same material, generally a kidlike
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The pantalettes, which are made
on masculine trotiser line as to width
and general shape, are no longer than
the short skirt worn over them. Tho
hem of the skirt, undulating or fall
ing In points, partially conceals the
Party Frock
Party gowns may be fashioned in a
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new and beautiful taffetas. And no
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of silver laces, and a use of span
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ful wearers trimmings are to be spar
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A lovely model appears In the pic
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Any of them will bo suited tor devel
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The bodice Is simplicity ItBclf, so
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threads and spangles are wrought In
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suspenders of black velvet ribbou over
the shoulders, edged with scant rut
ties of mallnes in black.
Box-Plaited Bag.
Black faille laid In vox plaits and
embroidered in Jot beads forms a
most unusual and good-looking ba"g.
At the bottom there is a large silk
and Jet tassel pendant from the cen
ter, and the frame and handles are
of Jot and ivory.
Velvet for Brass.
A piece of velvet la a fine cleaner
for brass, and for polishing silverware
tt Is better than chamois. It Wlckly
removes dust from the woodwork and
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pantalettes or delusively gives tbeoj
the appearance ot a tigbt drop akin
Sometimes the pantalettes are drawJ
In like bloomers. More frequenlM
they are edged by bands of fur. Tb-J
lacy pantalettes of last season of tb
old-fashioned kind and longer thatJ
the skirt are almost never seen now.
In the evening gowns the pantalettJ
Is confined to the charmeuse drc;l
skirt, which is almost lost to view u
der the diaphanous outer skirts. lorJ
and short, that hang over It. This pic
talette drop skirt Is pretty because i
indicates the long, slender lines of tt
limbs more than a mere drop skirt
would and gives the same appearanr
without shackling the wearer's moid
mcnts.
of Taffeta.
Tho Bklrt Is moderately wide
finished with a heavy cord at the b
torn which weights it and preserves;
little flare. It is cut so that a bit
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where a tireUv itnrav nf little CDl'l
roses, set on a long wire (wound
gray-green ribbon), is tacked to 1
skirt In several places. These ro
are in pastel colorings and
gay, youthful touch that looks w
It might have sprung from the n
of the young wearer.
Sliooers or bleh-laced boon
satin are wern with dancing froel
to match them in color. Those w
of silver or gold tissue have the i
vantage tf lQoking well with a ff
of any color. Silk hoso matching ')
slippers complete the details ot t
costume properly.
Pansles on Hats.
Bright-huod pansles have tot"1"
place on many hats In satin,
black, cerise and white, as well
rich nansv shades, and they also
ure on evening bodices and sometl"!
on morning ones.
If used to rub the stove after It 1
been blacked It will produce s 11
polish. Them Is nothing better
dust a felt hat, and silk dresses '
nlhnr nllk nrllrlpa nlinnld alwayl
dusted with It, for It cleans perffj
without cuttUig or otherwise mj"
the silk.
trylnfi
find some way to. utilize the tl
amount of fuel contained in W "H
miles of peat beds in Southern
varla.