THE I BUTTERFLY j GIRL. By Temple "Bailey. i Copyrighted, 1908, by Associated \ I,lterary Press. || •me nrst rift in the lute came when Albert arrived home one stormy nlglit anil found his bride In a fetching pink gown, with her shining hair puffed Into a halo of gold, with pink candle shades on the corners of tho dining table, with pink roses tn tho center and with noth ing thereon to ent but a third day's cold roast and leftover salad. Albert, having kissed Ills wife entJlU plastically and having changed his of fice coat for a more formal one, peered at the plutttsr dubiously. "I am (desperately hungry," he said, ""and there isn't much meat left." "I am not a bit hungry," Bettina stated. "I was shopping downtown and I had such n lunch." "I had a sandwich," was Albert's brief comment, and after that he ate "I HAVEN'T TIME TO KIPS YOC," SITE GAYLY* CRIED. sparingly of the lamb and the tasteless j salad and sought final solace In his ! after dinner cigar. That evening Bettina found him somewhat unresponsive. In vain slio played and sang his favorite songs In her little lilting voice. In vain she prattled of her downtown bargains. In vain she petted him and praised him. Albert met all of her advances stolidly, and the next morning found her at her ; Aunt Betsey's in tears. "lie has ceased to love me," she de- j clared. "What did you give him for dinner j last night?" Aunt Betsey demanded. J Bettina faltered out her menu. Aunt Betsey sniffed. "No wonder he was disagreeable," she said. "Any man's affection would j be frozen out by cold ineat and cold salad and warmed over coffee." "Albert's love ought to bo superior to I such things," Bettina said, "lie used ! always to quote things like 'A jug of wine, a loaf of bread and thou beside me, singing in the wilderness,' and last j night all of my singing couldn't make him smile." But Auut Betsey was severely on the defensive. "A jug of wine and a loaf of bread may be all riglit in hot climates," she admitted, "but yesterday it was snow ing, and Albert came in chilled, and you ought to have had something fit to eat." "Well, thank goodness my love isn't dependent on food." paid Bettina lofti ly. "What did you hue for lunch yester day?" Aunt Betsey probed. "You told me you went to Maillard's." "We had grape fruit and crab and quail, and a salad and fin Ice. Every thing was delirious. Mary Lutlrell in vited me, with a friend of hers from out of town." "And poor Albert had a sandwich." Aunt Betsey reminded her. "Oh! Oh!" Suddenly the real situa iion seemed to dawn on the little wife. "He was really hungry. Aunt Betsey. |>oor dear fellow." "And he had worked from 8:30 in the when he came home at ifigbt. tired and worn and nervous, he was not in a condition to appreciate lace trimmed ruffles, Bettina, half as much as an appetizing dinner." Bettina sighed. "Well, it does away with the ro mance." "Dear heart," Aunt Betsey told her. "there Is a joy In service that Is above the joy of mere admiration. Try mak ing Albert comfortable and you will cet more solid happiness out of it than by keeping him on the rack with your coquetry." But Bettina shrugged her shoulders. "The way to hold a man," she de clared, "is to play with him." "The way to hold a man," said Aunt Betsey, with a nod of her gray head, "is to love him, and that means to i make yourself his equal in endeavor, j i hen you have his respect. You must be the homemaker, just as Albert is I the money maker." "But you have never married," said lutle Bettina. "How can you know. Aunt Betsey?" "The people who look on from the \ outside are the wise ones," said Aunt Ketsey, "and I have seen so many matrimonial shipwrecks." That night Albert's footsteps lagged » little on the stairway as he climbed to his little flat He knew Just what he would find at the top—Bettina, charming in the rosy gown; the pink candle shades, the pink roses and cro quettes made of the last of the beef Bettina always ran to big roasts, and there yet remained to be eaten a fifth day's soup made of the bone. The sound of his key In the latcb! summoned no rosy vision, however. He passed through the dining room.! The pink candles were not lighted. In : front of his place was a copper chafing dish, one of Bettlna's hitherto unused wedding presents, and the blue flaine burning t)eneath set the contents hob bling, and the air was laden with de llclousnem. "Bettina," ne caiiea, ana at tne some she came to the kitchen door. She wore a long npron of china blue; hei i hair was ruffled about her face; hei ! cheeks were flaming. "I haven't time to kiss you," she j cried gayly. "I must watch the ! chops." Albert went into his room somewhat ' disconcerted. It was the first time that Bettina had failed to kiss him. It was the first time that his rooms had not been In a rosy glow—and he miss- I ed It. But his discomfort vanished with j the serving of the dinner. There were oysters In the chafing dish, panned to perfection. There were broiled chops, a crisp salad and a pud ding made by Itettina's own fair hands. And Albert ate and praised and won dered. "I didn't know you could do it, Bet tina," he said. "You always seemed such a butterfly girl." Bettina laughed. "Aunt Betsey showed me how." she said, "and—and I really like doing it." But her eyes were a little wistful, and presently she said, "Don't you miss anything?" "Yes," Albert said promptly. "I do. I miss the rosy gown and the rosy can- j I dies—and you haven't kissed me yet. Bettina." lie went around and stood at the back of lier chair. "I was a bear last night, little girl." he apologized, "but a man's a queer creature, and I was tired"— ne folded his hands about the oval of her face. "Kiss me," he said softly. And when that rite was performed lie asked, "Can wo have the candles and the flowers tomorrow?" But Bettina shook her head. "They cost too much." she said, "and you need tho hearty food more. But on . Sundays wo will make a feast of ro mance to o.Tset the six days of com mon sense." Albert sighed. "If 1 were only rich." he said. "You are rich," his wife told him with her eyes sparkling. "How?" 110 questioned. "Because you have me," said pretty Rettlna saucily. WATERLOO. The Immutability of the Famous Old Battlefield. One of the most striking features of j a visit to tho battlefield of Waterloo | today is tho immutability of the entire i scene in which one of the greatest bat- ! ties of history took place. Notwith- [ standing the many years that have i passed since the memorable day of June IS, 1815, the entire scene of the battle remains practically unchanged and untouched, and the very buildings around which the tide of battle surged the fiercest, save for the necessary res torations of the damage they sustain ed in the conflict, remain exactly as they were, nor has any encroachment of building or progress marred the his toric field. The battlefield of Waterloo is nu open, undulating stretch of good farm ing land. On the day of the battle the greater part of it was covered with crops of rye, wheat, barley and oats, and tho same crops are still grown there each season. The field is inter sected l>y two highroads branching at Mont St. Jean, the one on the right leading to Nivelles, while that on the left, which lay in the center of both armies, led south to Genappe, Char lerol and Namur. Upon the crest of the ridge which formed the first of the allied i>ositions a crossroad runs east and west. This road, on approaching the spot where the "Lion of Waterloo" now stands, ran through a cut in the crest some twelve to fourteen feet deep, and it was this point that was ! known after the battle as the Hollow Head. Some GOO yards to the south east of the "Lion" Is the farm of I„n | Ilnye Salute, while about 000 yards to the southwest Hands Ilougoutuont, the old chateau, farmhouse, outbuild ings?, walled garden and orchard, which played sucli an Inir >rtant part i:i tb« fate of the clay. These buildings arc ; nearly sr-i years old and were I ! with n \ i «w to their defe -e. as t - • <>1:1 stone loopholes ■•III to l.e : > testify. Robert Howard Russoll i; Vetronolitnn Magazine. Milk Diit Per Austru.ii GOIC.I-.I V Some Interesting oxpcrh.n,:.: i . , direction ot vegetarianism i:i :• .. r tj s.'l Hers' diet are being laudo ! i.i Austrian military smth..lit;.... *; h • , rlous eommi.-.sarlat depart uici.'.s received orders to test the val'ie ol mill; and milk products, especially cheese, in the daily dietary of the troops. Skhnmilk, wh) ■!) I< tisuir rather despised. Is also to be t;i . Into account. It is suggested thnt re crults would form n very good sub ject for ex peri nnd that they might be given sni il'.er rations of meat, with Increased alii es of vegeta bles and pastry npi:'.dings com posed of inllk nn 1 cer« .:Is. The war office Is especially nn: 1 to ascer tain how such n reform; , I «. e!e of I'Io! would meet the require; a-:.ts of tin troops In maneuvers and ic! i exer cises. it is understood tint i: prl vate soldiers are by no l lea ui thu siastic about the new dietary. Boats of Concrete. A writ rin Harper's Weekl*. M - the 1 rerouting statement that th > use of concrete in boat building will ie ly take the place of iron and si I Large bouts of re-enforced concrete have beeu built already in Italy, and five of these, of 120 tons and more, are in commission in the Italian navy. Experiments nnd trials on a much larger nnd more important scale will shortly be conducted. Warranted to Keep. The playful element was never en tirely absent from Professor Drum mond's class in natural science at Edinburgh university, and Dr. T. Hunter Boyd In his book, "nenry Drummond," ascribes Its frequent crop ping out to the professor's own sense of humor, which encouraged natural ness. On one occasion Professor Drum mond announced that unfortunately he could not meet the class next day, as he had nn important engagement. The students heard that he was absent on account of his sister's wedding. On the day following when a geolog ical specimen was passed round the class It was prominently labeled: "Drummond's wedding enke." It is said that the professor was as quietly appreciative as any member of the class. I Two Rings | £ By EFES W. SARGENT. J | Copyrighted, 190S, by the Associated 4j | T Literary Press. T 4. .'. .*. .j. 4.4. .j..;. .j. -j. .j.-j-.j. .*. .J. v *!*•)■ Bert Burnside regarded the little pile ' of silver laid out upon the table before | him. There were two dollars Mexican, j an American coin of the same denorn ! illation and double the value, two Mex ican halves and some copper coins. Ills board was paid until the end of the week at the obscure hotel to which he had removed when his funds gave out. j After the week was ended there was a tramp of more than 2.000 miles home, and this must be his capital. Bert had come down to old Mexico to look up some mines in which his fa ther was Interested. It was his first Important commission, and ho had been proud indeed when he had perceived the clever manner in which the mines had been salted. lie had reported the fact back home; then, still having plen ty of funds, he had remained on in the quaint old country until he had met the little knot of good fellows at tho Hotel Rio Grande. That they fleeced him of every cent he possessed in revenge for his discov ery of llie salting of the mines was something that Bert did not know. He HK SUCCEEDED IN RETTING A ORIP ON THE WICKED IjOOKING SHAFTS. only knew that he had been so foolish as to play cards with acquaintances of a week and that It had served him right to be stripped of all his posses sions. Alvarez, one of the baud, had felt some pity for the victim and bad tossed hi:n a t• : 1 dollar gold piece as the ses sion broke up. Bert had made certain ! of board and meals for a week at a I less expensive hotel and then began to ! plan to get back to the states. lie knew better than to write asking j his father for assistance. It would only aggravate his offense that lie had sought help to extricate himself fryin his dilemma. I>aniel Burnslde was of the self made ranks, and it was his | theory that it was well for youth to I take the bull by the bonis. Bert was ! too familiar with the favorite quota tion to wire for money. lie did write Jessie I'icard. the daughter of his father's partner, and confessed freely his foolishness. To his father he wrote only that he would not be home as soon as lie anticipated, and he could see with his mental vision the grim smile that would play about the old man's mouth as he read the bald statement anil guessed the rest, lie would not care about the loss of the monej so long as Bert showed skill In getting out of tho scrape un aided. In the long run the incident might be to his advantage. Both his father and Ilenry I'leard were of the opinion that the young people should wait at least five years before being married. If Bert should prove his ability to take care of himself it might shorten the period of probation. With a shrug of his shoulders he dropped the coins back into his pock et and descended to the lobby of the hotel, a greasy and smoke stained apartment which had been the parlor of a private residence before the quar ter fell into disrepute and the fine old mansions were turned over to com merce. A new bill on the dingy wall attract ed his attention. Several tnen were gathered about it, discussing the an nouncement in animated tones. There liad been a bullfight the previous Sun day at which a new matadore bad gained especial faver, and the bill an nounced his retention for a second Sunday. Bert half turned away. lie could not afford the dollar charged for the grand stand or even the lesser price for that part <>f the stand not shielded rrom tne sun. men im nvuuuuiTiueui near the bottom of the bill caught his eye. Beneath the announcement that four black bulls from Tayagua would be fought to the death and that Corclta Chlco would receive the charge of the bull kneeling came the lines: "A fifth bull for the volunteers, with SCO on his horns, will be turned Into the ring. The manager refuses to be responsible for any Injuries to ama teurs." "Bather dangerous," he suggested to one of the bystanders. The Mexican rhrugged his shoulders. "Not so much as is supposed, senor," he denied. "The fifth bull he Is whaj you call—more polite." "Gentle?" suggested Bert. The Mexi can nodded. "Even so," he agreed. "The bull he is more a gentleman. He is not mind ed to be so wild. Horses? They are cheap, but even amateurs—it is not to kill, but to laugh at their awkward." Bert nodded Ho was not unfamiliar with the "amateur nights" in the vaudeville theaters. This, no doubt, was the Mexican equiv alent. This pet phrase of his father's kept ringing in his ears: "Take the bull by the horns." And so it fell out that when Corclta 1 Chico had received the rhartra nt lounu nun nguuy poiseu upon one Koe« and tho dead bull had been dragged from the ring the nreua was turned over to a score of young Mexicans— and Bert. At the trumpet's blare the gate was opened and a fifth hull bounded Into the ring. Like his predecessor, he was a black bull from Tayagua, but he was not a fighter. Twice on other days he hail been sent into the ring, to bo hissed out again because he provided such tame sport against tho trained fighters, but he was lively enough for the amateurs and was less likely to in flict serious Injury. Corcita's staff lounged about the arena with their capes over their arms ready to rush in and distract the at tention of the bull from a prostrate amateur, but most of the young men were nimble of foot and sprang lightly aside when the bull turned to charge, In emulation of tile professional fight ers. Tho awkward few provided the fun in their clumsy actions. i Rut though the amateurs stretched j forth their hands to grasp the berib j boned purses which hung on either j horn of the bull, each containing a | five dollar gold piece, they were not ! nimble enough to reach the prize. I Bert had been a famous athlete In his college days, and those days were | not so far distant that his skill had left j him. With a red cloth he attracted the attention of the bull, and as the be j wlldered animal rushed at him he half turned as ho leaped aside. Several times he repeated the maneuver before he could reach over and grasp the horns, but at last he succeeded in get ting a grip on the wicked looking shaft, and. while the frightened ani mal, tore madly around the arena, he held on with one hand while with the Jther he removed the lour purses. Ihe other amateurs closed In upon him, declaring It to be unfair for one man to take all the prizes, but the audience was with tho plucky Amer ican.and the manager, wisely siding with his public, gained additional fa vor by announcing that two more' purses would lie put up with the Ainer- i lean barred from the contest. lie escorted liert from the ring, while the other amateurs waited for the bull to be sent back. The attendants had already coaxed him into the ring and there would not be long to wait. liert, hurrying through the corridor at the rear of the pen. did not notice a I group of people at the entrance until a hand fell upon his shoulder, and he looked up Into his father's eyes. , "It was a great deed, my boy," came in sincere praise. "Jessie told us of your straits, and Ilenry and I came down to look you up. I guess you didn't need help as much as we thought you would. We saw the fight and how cleverly you won out Come back to the hotel with us and we'll tell Jessie all about it She came along with us." "And I guess you might as well make it up with her." put In Henry Picard. "You know how to take care of yourself and a wife too." "I was taking father's advice," ex plained Bert laughingly. "He Is for ever telling a fellow to take the bull by the horns." "I didn't mean it to be taken so lit erally," denied the elder Burnslde, "but it was good advice even at that since it brings you a wife. You can have the ring made out of one of those coins." Bert looked at the four coins he still held in his hand. "If the romancers are to be believed." he said laughingly, "from the bull ring to the wedding ring is not such an un usual happening after ail." WON ON A BLUFF. The Way One Prosperous Merchant Got His Start In Business. , There is n prosi>oroi]s merchant In I Chicago t oil a y who owes his success to his donation of a $5,000 organ eo a J church at a time when he didn't have . money enough to buy a hand orgau. , This donation was a case of l>!uCr pure and Pimple. but the Mart' worked and ■ resulted in the subßeiiuent wealth o! the lucky bluffer. John Smith was seeking capim'. to start in business for himself, bet as he hid no se. unity worth speaking of he c eil l not borrow the money l:e needed ' Vljct lie had tried every person hi en ild think <•.' who would be likely to huv« tiit- necessary cash and the incii nation to lend it and had been turned down, lie conceived the idea of present ing his church with an organ. Young Nnpoleon John Smith there fore ordered his organ and allowed the future to look out for itself. The man ufacturers of the organ never thought of questioning the financial standing of the philanthropist who was handing out So,ooo organs and agreed to have the instrument set up in the church 011 ; time. Of course J. Smith was not n bud that was bom to blush unseen, nor did he hide his beneficence under a bushel He managed to bring in at least the flute stops 110 matter what the subject of conversation. Not only did the young Napoleon advertise himself by means of the church organ, but the pleased minister and the equally pleas ed congregation spread the uews of his gift During this time John did not allow any alfalfa to grow under his feet. On the pretense of consulting some wealthy member of the congregation about some minor details of the organ he would drop into 1111 otllce and be fore he left casually would mention the subject of the company that he was forming. Most of the men that be thus saw thought that it would be a good thing to be associated with a man who was making so much money that he was able to hand out $5,000 without missing it, so that all were anxious to take stock In J. Smith's company Long before the time came for the first payment on the organ Smith had gathered enough money to start his business and was doing so well he had no difficulty in borrowing the amount needed to make the payment. From that time he has made money so fast that now he could give away several $5,i100 organs and pay for them as well.—Chicago Tribune. Cannibalism. In the gulf of California Is Tuburon island, where cannibals lire to this day. White men have been able to land there and get away, but not one of those wbo have ventured Inland has ever returned alive. It will not be until the white man has coloniied the farthest euda of the world that canni balism will Anally cease, and that period is yet a long time away.—Lon don Standard. TWO FAMOUS WOMEN ! Personality of Mrs. Leavitt and Mrs. Longworth Contrasted. BOTH VISITORS AT DENVER. Marked Points of Difference Between the Daughters of Mr. Bryan and President Roosevelt—Reached Con vention City Almost at Same Time. "Mrs. S. Holmes, Detective." Two young women whose presence at the Democratic national convention [ lent to it grace and beauty as well as > a measure of distinction happened to reach Denver recently, as chance , would have it, within a few minutes ' of each other. i One the daughter of a presidential pos sibility and the other a daughter of a president, they are the direct antithesis of each other. Prom the west came Mrs. Uuth Bryan Leavitt, primed for j the sensation of her life, the excite i ment of seeing the power of her dlstln ! guished father, William Jennings Bry an, in the Democratic national conven tion. Out of tho east, for a genuine ! vacation and a good time, arrived Mrs. Nicholas Longworth, formerly Alice | Roosevelt. | The trains on which the women trav eled almost met at the Union station, | but the distinguished visitors did not. j President Uoosevelt's daughter was I hurried in a special cab to an isolat- J ed corner of the railroad yards to [ await the arrival of an automobile tc i take her away from the curious gaze jof the masses. The daughter of the J commoner stepped lightly from the train unassisted and walked briskly | to a plain, everyday street car at the | nearest corner. Iu personal appear j ance they are as unlike as it would be | possible for two women to be, and In character, iu training, In ambition there are 110 parallels. Mrs. Leavitt is taller than the aver age woman, slender, dark, with the brownest of brown eyes and the man ners of a diplomat. She Is without af fectation of manner, has plenty of good sense and Is a good talker. Her moth er's gentle manner aud her father's quickness of repartee have given her both charm and wit Apropos of this gift a story is told which states that Mrs. Leavitt had never regarded Mr. Bryan's political ambitions very seri ously. When he was defeated for the presidency the first time she considered it a rather good joke. She was then twelve years old. Ilaclng one day for j a street car, which she caught, she an nounced to a group of schoolgirl friends, who congratulated her on her sprinting abilities. "I'm a letter run ner than papa any time." However, In j her father's second campaign she was I more of a partisan. She attended tho [ Kansas City nominating convention J and accompanied him on some of his j tours. Kver since she was fifteen years old j Mrs. Leavitt has contributed articles to j her father's newspaper, the Commoner. I Her writings afford evidence of maturi-j ty of mind and rare power of reason-1 lug- According to her own statement, it was during u vaudeville performance In a Denver playhouse that Mrs. Leavitt threw up her hands and ex claimed to her girl companions: "I'shaw, how perfectly foolish! I eouui write a better sketch than that my self." It so happened that one of the girl companions rather liked the little skit they had just witnessed, so Rhe said, '•I bet you couldn't, Luth." The tat ter. lieing the daughter of Wlliiai:: Jen nings Bryan, who doesn't take dares, went home and rattled off a one act playlet entitled "Mrs. S. Holmes, De tective." Ruth evidently won the bet, for the playlet has been on the boards of a New York vaudeville house, and the critics were kind and even Indulgent to it. .Mrs. Leavitt does uot like to lie called a politician, although she is enough of the diplomat to be tine. She votes, as a greftt many Colorado wo men do, but there never has been any especial activity in time of campaign, it is tacitly understood that Mr. Bryan lias given strict Instructions to his daughter to keep out of partisan con flicts and to lie as inconspicuous as she consistently can be. Mrs. Leavitt is president of the Jane Jefferson Democratic club, but while abroad and In western Colorado she absented her self from its councils for months. Instead of trading on the name ol her father, Mrs. Leavitt has battled for individual distinction and has rele gated society to the background, while she struggles to find her place in the general scheme of things. Mrs. Long worth, who has been called "Princess .Vllce" by the orientals, is 01 medium height, plump, blond, with great ani mated blue eyes and pretty ways. She Is the pet pampered child of fortune, not affected, because she Is lirst of all nn American girl, but a woman who appreciates attention and expects it by virtue of being the daughter of her father. About the same age as Mrs. Leavitt. she looks 110 younger than the daugh ter of the commoner, but is the type uf girl on whom trouble weighs light ly. She has all the light hearted gayety within her own nature to get pleasure out of everything that comes her way, and not only to get it for herself, but to extend it to others. While at the White House before her marriage Mrs. I.ongworth used to amuse her girl friends Immensely by ilolng acrobatic stunts for them after fllnner whllo waiting for the men to finish their cordials and cigars in the Sluing room. Out in the middle of the floor she would go and do a skirt Sance or a gymnastlo font, such as put ting her foot on tho back of her neck ar some other equally difficult propo sition. Wheu the men, hearing the shrieks of laughter coming from the drawing room, would hasten into learn the cause, they would find Miss Alice sitting at the piano rattling off t coon song or gay chanson. Mrs. Longworth is quick as lightning at repartee. ' One night at a diplomatic reception at the White House she was :alklng with a young German attache, rhe diplomatist was resplendent in a lorgeous uniform his ebont <vwa,r«»H ' wun decorations, tna signmc&iice 01 i which Alice was taadtln* into. MMruiUK tiifiTi over, He ponrtea to one and said In his broken English, "Zat is ze order of ze seven keeses." Quick as a tlash she answered, "I'll give you ten for it." But the German was not a true sportsman and did not take her up. That same evening Miss Roosevelt retired to a corner of one of the White House drawing rooms and matched quarters with a young officer. She won, leaving him with a triumphant face and cnlllng back over her shoul der, "Bemember you owe me two dol lars and a half." This shocked some good people, but what's the difference, pray, between matching coins and play ing bridge? Like father, like son, Is a saying as old as the hills, but it should be in this instance like sire, like daughter, for the eldest child of the president has been as he himself has always been, independent. What she would do she does. She is a crack shot, as was proved one day at Coney Island. After see ing everything that was to be seen, shaking hands with some Filipinos whom she had encountered at the St. Louis exposition and having, as she expressed it,"the time of her life," Mrs. Longworth (then Miss Roosevelt) stopped at a Wild West shooting gal lery, seized a gun and hit the bullseye three times out of five. "Waal, Miss Boosevelt, you can shoot some," said the owner of the gallery, "I know your father out west." "Does he shoot any better than I do?" was the girl's laughing response. But the wild westerner was wise in his generation and sidestepped tho question. Mrs. Longworth is a first class horse woman and a sleight of hand perform er of more than amateur ability. Tho Republican convention was also attended by Mrs. Longworth, who had such a lovely time at Chicago that she went 011 to Denver impulsively to fol low up tho excitement. Fond of a good time and eager for gayety. Mrs. Longworth smilingly said as she stepped from a special car: "I have no earthly interest in the convention—that is, I mean I don't care about the political phases of the gathering—but I love a crowd, and I love the waving flags, and I love tho enthusiasm which a meeting of this kind provokes. And I think, too, that I love Colorado." Mrs. Longworth halls from a part of the country where the women stand in holy horror of the suggestion of mark ing a ballot. She possibly would not bother to vote if the right of suffrage were hers. BAN ON COLORED SHIRTS. London Lancet Says a Man Who Wears Them Is a Sloven. According to the London Lancet, a man who wears colored shirts is a sloven. This fastidious medical Jour nal also declares that colored handker chiefs are an abomination. "When a man finds It convenient to wear colored shirts and cuffs," is the medical Journal's lofty argument, "It means in reality than he can carry dirt for a little longer without giving of fense than if he wore spotlessly white material. "Materials which do not compel con stant changes by becoming offensive to the eye, if ever so slightly soiled, are bound to be worn too long. Again, by wearing only religiously clean linen a man reduces the chances of picking up bacteria." Plan to Have Stockmen Raise Deer. The department of agriculture be lieves that cleer can be raised the same as beef cattle, and its experts have set ' themselves to the task of popularizing venison. A bulletin tin deer farming will soon be Issued. The idea is t.j have stockmen raise deer Just the same as cattle, and experts declare that they are easily raised and require but little care, while their meat com ! mands a high f':mre. Surprise is ex | pressed that they she :'il not have been | raised on a commercial scale long 1 e j fore this. In many states there is a j law against killing deer, but it is | thought that If farmers started to raise them these laws would be repealed. A Perambulating Bathroom. An ingenious Frenchman has discov ered a new industry. There are in l'aris, as, of course, in every other city, many houses that are bathles.4, to the great inconvenience of the in habitants thereof. The Frenchman in question, realizing this, lias bought a bath whieli he lots on hire to any one who cares to pay the small fee he de mands and, moreover, supplies the nec essary hot water, rils charge is 1 franc 75 centimes per bath, and he ex pects a pourhoire (tip). Now the Lizard Hat. Of all the outlandish fashions which the present season has ushered In the wearing of lizard skin hats for the auto is the worst. The idea makes one Gifcepy, yet those built after the Paris model look very well. The lizard skins are mostly from South America. Killing them there for the l'aris ruar ! ket. where the lizard hats originated, Is a profitable business. Not Listening. She was a very little girl, but not so small that she did not recognize swear ing as something very wrong or that if other people used bad language it was her place to close her ears to it. She was on the street with her mother, and as they passed a group of men talking in loud tones the passersby heard the small girl exclaim in shocked tones, "Oh, isn't that awful?" And then, as if suddenly remembering, "Hut I'm not listening."—New York Times. Llnterrified. The Traveler was hurrying along the unfamiliar trail that led in the gen eral direction of his destination, when suddenly a large abyss yawned before him. He was not in the least perturbed. He was a lecturer, between travels, and was accustomed to have things yawn before him. —Chicago News. Cares Redoubled. "My time." said Mr. Dustln Stax, "is very valuable." "That's what makes me doubt the benefit of vast wealth," replied the easy going acquaintance. "It's bad enough to be bothered by the wasting i of a few dollars without being worried sick every time you lose five minutes." —Washington 3tar. FLUNG INTO THE SEN Experience of a Man Struggling In Midocean. SENSATIONS OF DROWNING. A Tangle of Wild Thoughts Combined With Vague Notions of Time and Space—The Dreamy Doze, the Res cue and tho Knife In His Back. Standing on a chair near the deck rail of an ocean liner, a sudden lurch of the vessel Hung tne Into the Atlantic. Instinctively as I went over I held my arms out for the dive, and while I was still falling I heard the cry ring out. "Man overboard!" "own, down I sank, for the fall was from a considerable height. Being able to swlin a little, I was spared the first mental agony experienced by the non swimmer who unexpectedly finds him self in deep water. The surprise caused by the suddenness of the fall filled my brain, but as I struggled to regain the surface, my lungs almost bursting, tho horrible thought of the propeller churning out its UK) revolu tions a minute Hashed upon me. Should I be mangled beyond recogni tion in a second? Oh, for another year's sweet life! Would 1113" leg be cut clean off or— I could see tho sky again, and I took .1 great breath of fresh air, though sick with fcar. Then I saw the steamer had passed. I was spared mutilation to die slowly by drowning. I tow rapidly the steamer was vanish ing! I could catch a glimpse of It when a green wave lifted me high In tlie water. I would only be able to swim for ten minutes—ten little min utes! though I was still In tho prime cf life. Surely that cry as I fell would have roused somebody to action! And yet l was alone in the Atlantic, with possibly two miles <>f water between me and the bottom. 1 looked round anxiously to see whether a lifebuoy had been thrown. There was nothing in sight but a wkltf waste of water and the fast disappear ing steamer. My arms were growing heavy. All I tried to do was to keep my head above water, but I seemed to have been do ing that for an hour. My legs, too, were refusing to bend. The end could not be far away. My nrms must lioth lie broken, for they would hardly move, and they nched terribly. What a long time a man could keep afloat! I was vaguely glad I could not swim very well, be cause it would have meant waiting for the end such a long time. It mado one drowsy. Another wave lifted me up, and I saw the steamer had changed its posi tion. It must be going back to Eng land to tell them at home what had happened to me. llow soothing the sea was! If only I could stop trying to work my arms that aching pain in them would cease and I might goto sleep. Sometimes when I saw the ship, which never seemed to get any farther away now. I remembered I was fight ing for another minute's life. It hail been harder at first, but now the sea lulled me into happiness. What on earth were they playing at on the steamer? I had nearly caught It ap again, only somehow I had got in front of it It grew bigger quickly, and it was coming straight on. If those ridiculous people were not care ful they might rim over me yet. Perhaps it would be better togo to sleep, after all. My arms were easier, nnd I did not want to breathe so much now. It was getting dark nnd ever so much colder than it was last night The steward must give me an extra blanket. Why was everything so hazy aud the room stuffy? I could hardly breathe. And yet It didn't matter. Nothing mattered, but I wished dreamily that some 0110 would stop digging a knife into my back, for I was just dropping off to sleep nicely. ***•»*« N'ext claj I found the "knife" had been the point "112 a boat hook with which they picked mo up as i came to the surface. The steamer l.n-1 turned Inn circle aud arrived just . i th.ie.— London Answers. Short Skirt League. London women are forming a society called the Short Skirt league, whose members pledge themselves to wear ab breviated skirts which will not be dust collectors aud microbe traps. A promi nent London doctor lias given the new league strong approval for the follow ing reasons: "Any snmple of street ilust will be found I > contain bacteria of almost every Infectious disease Niown, yet women walk through the streets.with trailing dresses, accumu lating quantities of du th :en with disease genus. These «klrts are then brushed in the house, often in the bed room, and millions > : or:_",uiisn'.s are let loose in the air. to be breathed Into the system." Tight fitting, unventilatort hats nnd working with the head close to a gas light nre said to lie two of the mala causes of baldness. !B1 HEW! A Rellabl© TO SHOP Tor all kind of Tin Roofing* Spoutlne nnd General Job Work. Stoves, Heatsrs, Ran«n t Furnaces, sto. PRICES THE LOWEST! PUTT TEE BEST! JOHN HIXSON HQ. 6 FBONT SI.
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