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
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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.
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