Woman and fashion
Nw Flv Hundred Button Dress.
Decidedly tho most radical crcntlot
of fashion was exhibited by Miss KHz
abcth A. O. White at tho opening ol
the dressmakers' convention at Ma
' aonlc temple, New ork. It was a Pari
elan gown of ecclesiastical design hav
ing BOO buttons. In fact, there was
8uch a buttony effect on all the exhib
its that when several Inquisitive men
wandered Into the exhibition and be-
GOWK WORN BY MISS WHITE.
held their wives take a fancy to the
gowns with the many hundred buttons
they fled In dismay.
Tills style of gown is said to have
met with success in Paris. If It be
comes popular lu this country it will
Berve to relegate Colonel Hooker to
the background, for even with the
most nimble lingers and with the aid
of a button hook it takes over an hour
to button tlie dress.
Tho buttons begin at the neck and
wander up and down, Anally ending
with a flourish at tho end of the train.
The particular gown with 500 buttons
was made of Salonio silk.
The Question of Collars.
There has been so much talk about
the elimination of the turnover linen
collar that girls arc Interested to know
just how the matter stands. The shops
say they have sold as many this sea
son as ever before, but the wide pref
erence is given to tho transparent col
lar. The stilt mannish one, no matter
how handsome, has been relegated to
second place.
Irish lace, real or imitation, and
point do venise, which Is a fllct lace,
are both used and give quite a smart
touch to any kind of blouse.
The stork of the material is in high
fashion and gives a dressier look to n
Mouse than a color does.
In tho cause of cleanliness It should
be detached that it may bo sent to the
wash after n day's wearing.
If a girl adopts the fashion of stocks
rather than collars she should make
two at least for each blouse.
The Ultra New Hat.
In the millinery openings the hat
shown In the sketch has a dominant
place. That it is ugly no one doubts.
That It is fashionable every one nc
cepts. This one Is of ecru straw, rath
er loosely plaited and open. It is lined
with pink silk,, as It Is quite the fash-
COLV, HUT BMAltT.
Ion to put a colored lining In a -straw
hat of open weave. There Is a wreath
of wide open pluk ruses ut tho base
with very little foliage between them.
At tho left front Is a scanty black algret
caught under one of the roses. This
lint Is worn without n veil nnd lias u
false crown which goes straight ncross
tho hat with a slight opening In tho
center
Wider Skirts In Vogue.
Skirts all show n tendency to widen,
Ihls effect lielng obtained either by
panels of narrow plaits running to the
waist In front or back or in godet folds
set in at intervals around the bottom.
In one mode! those folds, which are
formed of a pointed piece of material
Willi bias edges, nro repealed nt the
bottom of the long rcdlngotc. each fold
being braided In hoary soutucbo In a
wide conventional pattern.
NOUS
C.M.BARNITZ
FA.
(CORKUPONI&NCE
SOLICITED
ICopyrlght, 1903, by American Press Asso
ciation. These articles and Illustrations
must not be 1-eprlnted without special
permission.
SHIP THE BOYS; GRANDPAP'S
READY.
Mutllcln, when you Rlt to town
Lay In somo colic cure.
Fur Susan Ellen Jlst writ down
Her boys are comln' sure.
Them kids will cllmli the apple tree
An' eat preen apple snlts.
They'll double to a horseshoe curve
An' pit the cramps an' flts.
He sure to buy some camphor, too,
An" pit tho very best.
Them boys, you bet, will git bunged up
In tlRhtln' hornets' nests.
Yes, sit some real strong arnica.
I fear that yallcr mule
Is apt to kick our Susan's kids
When they around him fool.
An' ko an' see ole Dr. Brown
About our gran'sons' comln'.
Tell him he'll have a Job or two
When they Bit things to hummln'.
Tell htm to git a ready on
To como out on the fly.
He'd better keep his boss hitched up
To git here offul spry.
Fur when our John an' Henry come
There's surely" somethtn' doln'.
They've got us laughln' till wo cry
Or else they've got us stewln'.
But I wouldn't give a burned red cent
Fur boys that ain't like colts
A-klcktn', rlppln', roarln' round
I.Ike human thunderbolts.
C. M. B.
THE SINGLE COMB
BLACK Ml
NORCA.
If vou breed nure Black MInorcas
you certainly should be mobbed for ,
eggs at n bon ton price, for these per
fectly built egg machines' do lay beau
tiful big white eggs.
Why, It's nothing for a fancier with
a correct strain to get 180 eggs per
lien per year, these eggs averaging six
to nlirhr. to tho nnnml.
You're lust rlzhr. the S. C. Black ,
Minor ni.ni will lm In It wbon o??t !
nre sold bv welcht
Tho S. C. Blacks weigh one pound
more than tho Bose Comb Blacks and J
the Whites, and their blstorv Is traced i
back over 100 years to the Isle of A. It is likely the fault of your In
Minorca. In the bin Mediterranean. I eubator. The heat has not been even
Here's n chance for those folks that1
want great layers, but discard Leg-1
horns because they can lly over a
Mult-Mi ctormlr. nml nron't Inrcnr tlmn
a skeeter (not a Jersey skecter) when 1 thin. If you have run machine nc
vou come to eat 'em. 1 cording to rules you had better throw
MInorcas nro built somewhat on a !
Leghorn strlo. weigh nearly twice as I
much, nre not so restless, lay as many
eggs bv weight, and their juicy, ten-
dor, close ftbered, pink flesh Is de
clared by epicures to bo as sweet nnd
succulent as turkey.
S. C. BLACK MINORCA WEIGHTS.
Pounds. Pounds.
Cock 9 Hen "4
Cockerel 7H Pullet 6
I
K1E
v? I
? TT Tin IWIM 1
THE STOLEN NEST MODEL MIXOBCA SHAPE.
This beautiful hen is a perfectly
shaped egg machine ns sho stands
guard over her nest of big eggs, hid
den among the fragrant ferns nnd
flowers.
Are you a Minorca cnuiusiasw uu i
blame you for shouting for a breed
thnt lias been a favorite for over a
- - ..tio.,inM i i,,.
-";tw rouowing -
Ing: Male sliould have medium long,
deep head, carrhxl high; firm, large,
straight, even six long pointed single
comb following nape of neck; dark
uazei eyes, oiiick ncai;, rca iace unu i
long, round wattles; largo white aim
ond shaped ear lobes, broad, sloping
back, broad chest, full round body,
stout thighs, long, strong, dark slate
shanks nnd toes, tall medium size,
moderately spread, carried at an an
gle of forty degrees, and plumage
shining greenish black.
For hens breed like our illustration,
and you'll win cups "like all creation."
FEATHERS AND EGGSHELLS.
It's a mighty careless squab breeder I
who allows rats to multiply, overrun '
the pigeon plant and manglo the
breasts of. poor, defenseless squabs.
This is tho caso when sills nW right
on tho ground instead of two feet
above.
Tho hopper that prevents fowls from
mncl I m fnml Itna nnt lkAitM III V..II 1 ml
Our main objections to hopper feeding
of ground feed nre; Balny weather
molds the fced, chickens scatter lt on
tho ground and also carry it to tho
water vessels and the water gets sonr.
POINTERS FOR EGQ FADDISTS.
Somo persons really believe that tho
tolor of an eggshell controls the quail,
ty of lto contents.
But, no; the age and surroundings of
tho egg and the health, feeding and
environment of the hen decide tho
matter.
Boston wants brown eggs, New York
wants them white, while some cus
tomers wish both colosB.
Fortunately for the egg farmer thero
are twenty-nine breeds with eighty
four varieties that lay these colors, so
If you are an egg faddist and arc se
lecting hens to lay your favorite color
Just select from the following list, and
you'll get what you -want:
Breeds Hint lay white egfs: 'Anco
nas, Andaluslans, Crevecoours, Games,
Haml'mrgs. Ilnudans, La Flechc, Leg
horns, Minorca, Polish, Bed Cops,
Silkies, Spanish, Sultans, Sumatras.
i Breeds that lay brown eggs: Brali
1 mas. Buckeyes, Cochins, Domlnlques,
1 Dorkings, Fnverolles, Indian Gamqs,
.lavas, Langshans, Malays, Orpingtons,
Plymouth Bocks, Bhode Island Beds,
1 Wyaudottes.
KURIOS FROM KOR RESPONDENTS
Q. Will you please solve a hard puss
, zlo for mo? My white chickens will
I get yellow. If 1 buy the whitest birds
1 lu the fall t hoy stay white till spring.
Then, when turned on range, In a few
months they are yellow and spoiled
for show. I send you feathers from
t the same fowl, plucked In winter and
summer, and you can see the differ
ence. My birds are shaded and get
no yellow corn. If you can give the
, cause you will be the first.
, A. Send gravel from your farm to
I chemist. It likely has an excess of
1 Iron that affects the plumage. Sorry,
but fear you must change location or
I variety. Better change from White to
I Buff Bock.
Q. Will you please inform me what
! While- Wyandotte eggs should weigh?
j How do you keep your Wyaudottes
white? Do you wash them for county
I fairs?
i A. We notice an egg schedule in
! Farm Toultry gives 23..r ounces to the
; dozen. This Is without doubt correct
I for the strain from which eggs were
I secured, but we have a number of
hens whoso eggs weigh two pounds to
the dozen. Our Dottes are the silvery
I sh'Jen stay white kind. Not always.
When head, breast and legs only are
soiled wo wash those parts only. Bc
member, fairs come at molting time,
and you must le careful, for a cold
then often kills.
O. Can you tell why I can't hatch
two chicks from a double yolk egg? I
tried six last summer aim union.
At The main reason why two chicks
cannot lie hatched is because there
's"'t enough air for two in the shell.
Q- Why do my chicks come from the
Rl" w
egg?
and up where it should be. Hence
chill affects intestines of chick, they
do not draw In yolk, yolk smears
Chick, and chick. Hot getting yolk. Is
it out. for both machine nnd chicks are
N. O.
0- Can you tell mo how to get n
larger proportion of pullets than males
In hatching?
A. We have found more pullets come
from matlngs where tho sexes are
even in age.
DON'TS.
Don't be like John Bughouse, who
raises every variety of lice.
Don't lay those corncrib sills down
low, or off with the rats' the corn will
Don't keep wheat in the heat. The
weevil will hatch, destroy your feed
and overrun the place.
Don't feed strong smelling meat
scrap or tainted meat and cut bone.
That brings deadly Hmberueck.
Don't think you know it all. You
will surely get a fall, and then you'll
feel so small.
Don't forget to put up booths for
shade, and always keep the water
vessels in u cool spot.
Don't neglect to sow sunflower seed
ill will ui'Huuiy juui iiiuuu .mu nuu
to the ration
Don't publish your failures or hang
your profits "on everybody's nose.'
Plod to prosperity.
Don't fall to provide for next win
ter's cut clover crop. It certainly is
the tonic to make the e'rs drop.
xont spend your time criticising
the otner feIow.s stocli lt vom.g ,s so
superIori wuy doesu.t ne Uuy uiocU?
Don't forget to mark your chickens
, ...m, wni. nL.i, if 8t0in vou can
1 enslly jdontIfy Ulem uy your mart,
, Vm,t fced k
i u(1 m(,at L,ke B0Up cornmei lt ls
tncr fini8il
Don't let mice lodge in the pigeon
nest. It menus cold eggs nnd deserted
squabs.
Don't let the clucks cat cut bone,
grass and soft mash. Such feed for
chicks Is very rash.
Dos't let tho pigeons bathe In the
same water twice, nnd be euro to put
creolln in for lice.
Don't expect culls to breed thorough
breds, nor sell bum Dottes, Bocks nor
Beds.
Don't say "Honesty the best policy,"
but "Honesty the only policy." Then
you'll not be a skinner, but a first prlzo
buslnei-s winner.
Don't breed n Barred Bock Just foi
line feathers. We like- Juicy breast
meat and fat drumsticks.
Don't buy high priced sirloins nl
"0 cents and sell chickens to the
',",tn('
How They
Struck Oil
By FRANK H. SWEET.
Copyright, 1500, by American Press
Association.
HAD Cicely's aunt died nnd left
her tho. farm lu midwinter,
when the mercury stood at
zero and the wind was howl
ing around tho street corners, It is
more than probable that tho outcome
would have been different.
But the news of her Inheritance
reached her early In tho spring, when
the buds were swelling on the trees
nnd tho corner groceryinau was selling
radishes not ns big as the end of your
thumb for 5 cents a bunch live in a
bunch. It was tho radishes that Anal
ly decided Cicely. She had read of
women who had mnde fabulous sums
out of just such radishes, together
with lettuce and peas and new laid
eggs and young broilers. Cicely was
tilled with a string desire to go and
do likewise.
She resigned from the kl'J'garicn
where she taught, and she humccd her
Jearest friend, Madge Carton, who
worked In a downtown olllce, to do
likewise. Madge had been born on a
farm, so naturally sho would be a
tt.ost desirable partner in the chicken
raising and truck gardening Industry.
On tho Journey Cicely wns dreamy
ind pensive. Occasionally she wept a
little. She had never liked her aunt.
and she had fancied her dislike re
turned with Interest. Now she suf
fered the pangs of remorse.
When after two days and nights of
travel they reached the farm she wept
again, tears of good, honest rage.
'I always knew Aunt narrlet dis
liked me," she walled, "but I didn't
suppose she hated mc like this."
The outlook was certainly discourag
ing. Tho farm was for tho most part
rocks, tho kind that go deep down un
der tho surface and multiply as they
go. Tho house was no bigger thnn it
should be to shelter two people nnd no
better than It had to be to keep from
tumbling down over their heads.
Madge undoubtedly would have wept,
too, had sho not recognized the neces
sity for nt least one of them keeping
up a good, stiff front.
When Cicely's angry sobs had sub
sided Into pathetic gulps they started
on a tour of Investigation. Flowers or
shrubbery thero were none nnd but
ono tree, a forlorn and stunted maple
with a few sickly green leaves strug
gling out on its bare branches. Half a
dozen bedraggled fowls were scratch
ing about Its roots, nnd a dejected
mule was biting nt Its lower branches,
lie was thin nnd hungry looking, but
In him Madge saw possibilities.
'He's our only hope," she said.
"We'll fatten him up nnd sell him.
Perhaps lie'Il bring enough to got us
back home."
Cicely sniffed dolefully, and they
went back to tho house. At the back
door they found a man waiting for
them. He said his name was Victor
Ellwood nnd that lie lived on the farm
next theirs. Ho was a young fellow,
tall and broad shouldered. His hands
were tho hands of ono who tolls, and
his face was tanned by sun and wind.
But his eyes wore humorous nnd kind
ly, and Ills smile warmed you through
and through. His nrms were full of
suggestive brown paper packages.
"Some groceries tho last people left
here." ho explained. "I took them
homo with me for cr safe keeping.
He was drawing somewhat upon his
Imagination, but tho two girls, lonely
"OH, TUB, I KNOW," SAID MAIX1E.
nnd homesick nnd hungry, blessed him
for his kindly tact and forethought.
"They told me In the village," he
went on, "that you had come." Ills
eyes rested on Cicely, small and slen
der and dainty as a Dresden shepherd
iss. "It's a shame," he blurted out
Indignantly, "a howling outrage! If
I bad known to whom this pllu of
rocks had been left I would have writ
ten you not to come,"
Clealy's lips begun to quiver, and
Madge hastily Interposed.
"Wc'ro going to fatten up tho mule,"
nho wilil, "and sell him for money to
go back on, And," she added, "we'll
throw in the farm."
Mr. Kllwood grinned appreciatively.
"That's a good scheine," he said. "And
whllo bo's being fattened wouldn't you
llko to make him self supporting'"
"Yes," said Madge, "wo would, imp
tlcuJarly If be bos a large appetite."
"Then," said Mr. EUwood, "with your
permission Pll take him home witn
me. Yon see," he explained, "I hnre n
lawn, and If he'll eat the grass for mc
It will savo cutting-It"
Mndgo thanked him and invited
him to stay for supper. In view of the
fact that he had furnished the supper
Bho could not well do otherwise, even
had sho so desired, which most emphat
ically she did not.
He looked at Cicely a good dcnl while
they ate Cicely wns very good to look
upon but his conversation was ad
dressed for the most part to Madge.
As a matter of fact, lt had to be
that way. Cicely's accumulated woes
pressed so heavily upon her that sho
wns utterly incapable of nuythlng be
yond an occasional subdued "Yes" nnd
"No."
Madge, however, chatted gayly. To
her mind the situation wns decidedly
tolerable nnd growing more so every
minute. And when next she looked
upon the bleak vista of rocks tbaf
made up the Immediate landscape sho
found It almost attractive.
"Tho only hope," observed Madge,
"has come homo again."
Cicely Joined her In the doorway.
"Anil he's thinner than ever," she de
clared pessimistically.
Then Mr. Kllwood came Into view
Ho wns doing an elaborate Imitation
of n man who has been running fast. '
"Ho got loose." ho panted. "And
I've been following"
"Yes," Madge broke in genially. "I
know you have. 1'vo been watching
you down the road for the last five
minutes." She waved a hand toward
tho mule. "I never In all my life," she
said, "saw anybody so reluctant to
take advantage of a handicap. How
on earth did you Induce him to got
here first?"
Mr. Ellwood had the grace to blush.
"It It's a very warm day," ho stam
mered, tactfully trying to shift the
conversation to a safe topic of general
Interest.
"It ls," Mndgo agreed. "And I don't
believe so much exercise ls good for
the mule. Besides, lt will take a lot
of your time to lead htm home with
you every night nnd dri follow him
back hero every morning. Why don't
you bring his meals to him?"
f"Every day?"' Inquired Mr. Ellwood
hopefully.
"Well, I really think he ought to be
fed every day, but I'll leave that to
you."
Cicely, who wondered miserably nt
her friend's high spirits, had retired
into the other room, mopping her eyes.
"Sho doesn't like It," Madge observed
confidentially to Mr. Ellwood.
j "And no wonder," he rejoined sym
I pathetically. "You're going to stay?"
I he added.
i "We must," said Madge, "for we've
' no money to get away on. And nny
i way," she added after a moment's
j pause, "I believe it isn't going to bo
1 half had."
"If I can help It," said Mr. Ellwood
heartily, "it's not."
Ho was as good as ills word, and
j better. For Cicely ho brought a ham
mock nnd flowers in pots and many
little comforts that helped to render
her life more tolerable, no treated
her 'as might an elder brother a lov
able but Incapable sister.
But Madge was his comrade and
friend. She had assumed tho burdens
Cicely was Incapable of bearing, and
he very naturally thought her tho own
er of the farm. Ho liked her pluck
that wrested her hardly won garden
from tho rocky soil and her sturdy In
dependence that always returned favor
for favor. His own little place took
on an added value because sho had
approved lt. He gave tho house a
new coat of paint and planned when
tho crops should have been harvested
to build a bigger porch. And ho
evolved Httlo conveniences for tho
kitchen, shelves nnd closets nnd a flour
bin, things of which his masculine,
housekeeping had not felt the need, no
whistled as he worked, and before him
there was ever a girl's face, a laugh
ing face growing dally rosier and moro
sunburned and happier.
"The only hope," observed Cicely
complacently, "is certnlnly growing
fat. If we could sell him by the pouud
as they do 'beef on tho hoof,' I think
they call It, we'd get quite a lot for
him."
"He's too fat," Madge objected. "He
looks stuffed. I think you feed him
too much. Cicely, If Mr. Ellwood were
nt home I'd ask him to take a look at
him. I'm quite certnln his eyes ought
not to havo that glassy stare."
Later in the day tho only hope suc
cumbed. I don't really blame him for dying,"
said Cicely, who was weeping over tho
remains. "I suppose he was just nat
urally tired and discouraged and didn't
care whether ho lived or died I'vo felt
that way myself but I do think It was
most inconsiderate of him."
"lto might at least," said Madge,
"hnve gone off nnd done It somewhere
else. Then wo could have pretended
ho wasn't ours. As It Is, we'll havo to
bury him, nnd how on earth we're ever
going to dig a hole big enough to hold
him I'm suro I don't know,"
"We'll leave It to Mr. Ellwood,"
Cicely suggested. "We can wait till
ho gets back."
"1 suppose we can," said Madge, "but
thero are reasons why the only hoto
cannot. I'm going to tho village tp
securo expert assistance."
It was growing dusk when sho re
turned. Sho was dusty nnd disheveled,
but In her eyes was the light of tri
umph, "I havo exchanged half tho chick
ens," she announced, "for n stick of
dynamite and a man to t.el It off.
Tho only hope has phived us a shabby
trick, hql he's going to have n first
class funeral, Httlo as lie deserves It."
Tho next morning the man came,
bringing the dynamite. Tho explosion
rent tho roots and shattered all tho
windows. Then things began to hap
pen. "There's such a peculiar odor," said
Madge, who wns first to venture out
of doors. "Don't you notice It, Cicely?"
But Cicely, divining what had hap
pened, thrust her friend aside nnd
sped on ahead. Madge found bcr
staring down into a ragged hole from
which there oozed up something that
decidedly wns not water.
Cicely turned nnd threw herseir Into
the other girl's nrms.
"Oh, Madge!" sho cried hysterically.
"Oh, Madge, wo'vo 'struck lie!' The
only hope has saved us!" '
"It'll make you a mint of money,"
said Mr. Ellwood glumly.
"You don't seem nt nil glad," said
Madge, who always went straight to
the heart of things.
"I'm not," said Mr. Ellwood bitterly.
"You'll bo rich, and you'll go away.
Mi1
"IF I WANT YOU," HIS SAID.
I'm a boast and a cad, and I know lt,
but I cau't help lt. I don't want you
to be rich. I was glad you were poor.
All summer long we've worked to
gether and helped each other. And I
wanted It to go on just that way, for
I loved you, Madge, and I wanted you
to stay with me. But now"
A cool little hand slipped into his.
"I'm just as poor as ever I was," a
voice whispered very close beside him.
"Didn't you know? The farm and the
oil and the money nre Cicely's. And
If you want me, dear"
Victor Ellwood turned and swept her
Into his arms.
"If I want you!" lie said. "Oh,
Madge!"
No Wonder He Felt Hurt.
John Jeffs, who was remarkable for
his large ears, has had a falling out
with Miss Esmeralda Strype, toward
whom ho had been suspected of enter
taining matrimonial intentions. Some
body asked him the other day why he,
and Miss Strype were not out driving
as much as usual, to which he re
plied that ho did not propose to pay
trap hire for any woman who called
him a donkey.
"I can't believe that Miss Strype
would call any gentleman a donkey,"
was the reply.
"Well, sho didn't exactly say that I
was a donkey, but sho might just as
well have said so. She hinted that
much."
'What did she say?"i
"Wo were out driving, and It looked
very much like rain, and I said It was
going to rain on us, ns I felt a rain
drop on my car, and what do you sup
pose sho said?"
"I have no Idea."
"Well." she said, 'The rain you felt
on your ear may be two or three
miles off.' "-London Tlt-Blts.
Had None to Spare.
Tho boy had been taking piano les
sons for just n week. Then his mother
went to tho musical college, bunted up
bis teacher and complained that,
though her sou had received three les
sons, ho could not yet play a single
tune. The instructor politely explain
ed that it was necessary to first teach
scales, then exercises and after these
were mastered his mother's wish could
be gratified. The fond parent was not
satisfied, but sho concluded to try lt
awhile longer. At the end of another
week sho was back again nnd loud in
her denunciation of tho teacher nud
his methods because, so far as sho
could see, her son had inado no ad
vancement. "Well, madam," said tho exasperated
professor, "I'can leach your boy some
thing, but I cannot give him brains."
"No," answered tho mother scorn
fully, "you poor man, you don't look
as If yoii had any to spare."
Civility of Cornish Folk.
It Is pleasant to travel about lu the
country districts in Cornwall. Few of
the people you meet cross your path
without passing the tlmo of day. It
voir ask the way you nro Invariably
answered civilly. You uro not told to
go straight on nml then ask ugalu.
No. you nro directed with great min
uteness of detail as to tho proper
ccftirMi you should take. As likely as
not, so I hnvu found It, your casually
picked up friend will say nfter an
elaborate explanation of the right way
that you will never find It nlono ami
tut off with you to the point you wish
to gain. Antiquary.