V ,, -J The sanguine 4nventors are prom ising liquid air tract which will leave nothing of the toe trout and coal trnst exoept ft mass of shattered de bris. mm A desire for foreign conquest a wish to capture prizes now held else where appears to have taken a deep root in the hearts of American col lege athletes. The ex-queen of the Hawaiian Is lands and the ex-king of the Ssmonn Islands might organize an aristocracy that would set the pare so far as gen nine royalty is concerned for the west ern hemisphere. Ooner.il Wood prefers to stay in the army at a modera'e salary than to be come governor of A trolley ear com pauy at a large one. He soys there is something in life besido money. He is right, and he is as refreshing and courageous iu saying so as he was when he first did business with the Span iards. . If the purpose of the giver of the "America Cup" was to finally secure the best form of vessel for sailing in coast waters that pnrpose seems to have been fulfilled in the fact t lint both the American and British vessels built for the coming contest are substan tially of the same type, with similar appliances, and the contest is likely to be decided by a mere chance differ ence in the traveling of the vessels,or in the happening of the wind. It is worthy of note that both vessels are absolute departures from tho charac teristics of the "America" and the competitors from whom she won the trophy originally. Lord Rosebery, who is a very rich man, gives it as his deliberate opinion that "the one great advantage of wealth is that when those you love are sick or weak or aged you can call to their assistance the best medical a 1 vice and yon can make a change of cli mate." This analysis and its conclu sion have the advantage of novelty. They are well worth thiuking about. They remind one of the story of the fninons and rich man of genius who was being congratulated upon hiu "success in life." He said: 'Ten years ago I was miserably poor,stnrving with my wife and my iu valid child in a gar ret, A few dollars would have saved my wife's life, would have prevented my child from being an incurable crip plo and invalid. The fame and the wealth I have now never permit nie to forget, but remind me every dny and every hour." Conversation is decaying and we are degenerating iuto unsocial silence, observes writer in the Philadelphia Saturday Evening Tout. This is not a negligible danger. Man's chief duty his unending duty tho proper im of life is to tulk. Soldiers fight, statesmen plan, aitists paint, poets rhyme merely that they may talk and be talked about. Men live nobly in order to have fine topics of conversa tion. Books are writtou not so much to be rend as to be talked over. The decay of conversation is a ready-made subjoot for the critically minded man. The divergence between the written and spoken language is growing wider every day. We talk in a sort of tele graphic slang. No sane man would think of introducing into liis conver sation the phrases and words of the writton language. Very little of the spoken language gets into print. In the end the books will beat the tongues. The idea thut anyone who has ever been familiar with the delight of driving an intelligent and spirited horse will surrender thut pleasure for that of guiding a soulless machine can only have occurred to a man city born and bred, and thus deficient in half the knowlodge and experience which makes for the happiuess and health of the race, says the Brooklyn Eagle. The oheapeniug of horses, which will come from the general use of automobiles, will extend the possi bilities of driving to many persons to whom horses have beeu hopeloss lux uries heretofore. The bicycle has already began that process and mauy people in the country now own horses who conld sot have done so at the ex alted priees which prevailed ten years ago. The change is bound to go fur ther, and although it will iujure the horse breeders it will still leave a mar ket for horses of blood and breeding. The deniaad which is left will he for horses of the best quality, and the good horse will oome iuto more honor for the qualities which no machines can possess, and the poor horse will no longer be worth his keep when the automobile shall have been mode oheup. 80 long as these machines cost from 8400 to $6000 each the horse need not iear their competition outside th" busiest of city streets. POSTPONED. f Anyone at all fnmlllar with farm life knows that when the old dog beoomse blind, toothless and helpleas, It Is the sad tint humane duty of the farmer to put nn end to his sufferings! It Is generally done by taking him off to the woods and shooting him. Al though th new dog quickly wins his plane In our affection. the old Is not soon forgotten, and more than one story buglnst "You remember how old tide." Corns along, old chsp, ytir time's 'bout up, We got another brlnilie pnpi I 'lows Its tough an' mighty hard, Hut toothless dog's no good on guard. Ho trot along right after mo. Ad' I'll put yeh out o' yor misery. Now, quit yer wsggln' that stumpy tall We sin t a-goln' for rnhblt er nuaiii 'Bides, you couldn't pint a bird no more, Yer old an' blind an stiff an' sore, An' that's why I loaded the gun today Yor .-gitlln' eross an' In the way. I been thlnkln' It over; 'taln't no fun. I don't like to do It, hut It's got to be dono; Oot sort of a notion, you know, too, Tho kind of a Job we re goln' to do, Klsn why would yeh hang back that-a-way? Yeh ain't ez young es yell once wux, ho) I Frisky dog In them days, t note. When yeh nailed tho sneuk thief by the throat; Can't lo that now, an' there ain't no need A-keeiln' a dog that don't earn his feed. Ho yen got to make way for the brindla pup i Come alontf.oM chap, yor time's 'bout up. HER FIRST ASSIGNMENT. 5 Tragic-Comic Experience of a Woman Reporter. jrv1 She had just come "ont of the back woods" ;they told her when she mentioned the place. Of course she did not call it "the back woods." She spoke of it reverently by the tender name of "home," and usually there were tears in her eyes whon she men tioned it. But no matter; it was not New York, therefore it was "the back woods," they told her wheu she asked for work. "What can yon do?" asked the first editor, and he did not takothe trouble to look up or to stop the pencil that was scrawling over the paper iu front of hi 111. "Anything you would give a woman to do," she answered. "Nothing," he said. "Oood morning," sho snid. "Oood moruiug," he said, surprised into looking up by her prompt depart ure, but she was gone. "Bring any stuff?" asked the next one. He was too busy to waste words. Sho handed him the little flat manu script silently. He fiugered it a second "I don't want it," he said. "Thauk you. Oood afternoon," she said. "O'd afternoon," he said. For the next she had t iount to the eleventh story, and slid looked dubiously at the sign i.i the little ante room: "We do nut undertake to preserve or return unsolicited manu script." But when the editor came out ho looked nt her really ns if ho saw her. "I'm awfully sorry," he said, "but just now there isn't n thing in sight. Let me have your a ldress, and if I hear of anything I'll be glnd to give it to yon." Of course she knew what that meant, but still she wns g'-nteful for the cour tesy. n her part of "the back woods" people had time to bo courteous, and this man left a pleasant memory that made her almost hopeful of the next. "What you want to do," the next one said, and he was very nice about it, "is to got a place on a maga.ino; I wouldn't advise you to go in for newspaper work. What you waut is a magazine." "What I want, yes," she said, smil ing, "but probably not what I can get." He smiled, too, very ploasantly.but still he did not quite like her correct ing his grammar. The next chanced to be rosy and round and bald. He was reading a note when she went in, and he held it in his hand while she talked. Presently it reminded biui of something. "Why, .the very thing," he said, briskly. "Here's a note from my wife. Just reading it when yon caiuo in. Quite a coiueidence.surely. Yon see, my wife has a friend w ho's a er -literary lady, gives talks, lectures, or some such things. Now, this cr literary ludy is goiug over into Jer sey, to Orange, in fact, to give a talk before a club there, tlio Ultra Matrons, you know, and my wife wants me to Bond somebody over to report it. But, of course, I couldn't do that, you know." He looked up over his glasses as if he needed continuation, doiilitleHB because he was defying his wifely in structions, so she mildly said: "No." "Of course not," he went on.having taken heart of grace from her approv al. "Of coarse I oan't send anybody out of the office for that, but my wile says," he hesitated a mouieut, theu broke off with: "Now.how would yon like to run over and do this lecture for us? Not much iu it for yon, of oourse; we couldn't use more than a stick ut the outside; but better start at that than at nothing. It's the open ing wedge you waut, you know. What do yo say V Let's see; round trip ticket to Orange would cost you CI) cents; both ways on the elevated, ten; that's 00. Not much in it for yon. Whntejay? Will you do it, or not?" "I'll do it, thuuk yon," she said. 'That's good," he said, folding up the note iu a relieved sort of way. Thuuk you. I'll tell my wife." "See here," he said, as she was leaving, "better take this card and call tor the literary lady in the morn ing and go dowu with her. She'll put yon tlf'wgh." She tuoughl be looked like a cherub; she lived to learn he wat a prophet. She took the card, had herself awak ened early the next morning and called for the literary lady at the hour ap We'll travel along st an easv log I'onrse, you don t know, boin' only Hut I can mind when you .was sprier. a dog 'Wakln' ns np when the barn enuglit fire Jt oon t seem possible, yet I know That wus close onto fifteen year ago. Mv, but yer hnlr wn long and thick When yeh pulled little Hally out o' theerlck, An' It enme In handy that nlitht In theatorai, We ooddled to keep ear-h other warm. Tortygood dog, I'll admit but. say. What's the use o' talklu', yeh had yor day. I'm hopln' the children won't hear thecrack, y.r whut'll 1 sny when I git back? They'd be nskln' qiienttons.l know their talk, An' I'd have to lie 'bout a chicken hawk t lint the nound won't carry beyond this hills All done In a minute don't bnrk.stand still. There.that'll do; stend.v.qnlt llckln' my hand. What's wrong with this gun, 1 cant under stand; I'm Jest es shaky cr. 1 can bo Munt be the ngey's the matter with me. An' that stitch In the back what! gllteu' old, too? Tho dinner boll's rlngln' for mo an' you. Charles E. Manr, In Philadelphia Press. pointed. She wasn't np; call agaiu,the boy brought back the message. She called again. Literary lady had de cided not to go so ear y; call again. She called again. Literary lady was dressing; would be down. She waited. Literary lady came by and by iu a great rush. "So glad you are going with me," she said, and then raced her to the el evated station till both were fairly out of breath. They regained it, however, on the way down to Christopher street aud started on a fresh race to the ferry. The gste was closed, so the literary lady walked up and down im patieutly and finally bought a pnper at the newsstaml just as the gate opened. Wbcsi tltey hnd found .seats ou the boat she uufolded the paper and turned to the woman's page. The firnt thing that caught her eye was her own name. "I see I'm to lecture before the Ultras," sho said, smiling. "Mood gracious!" sho broke off suddenly. "What is it?" "Why, gracious me," said the liter ary lady, "the notice says there will be a reception after the lecture, and look nt this gown! That's what they meant when they kept telling me to dross up! A reception in this thing!" It was only a plain tailor gown. "Gracious! I wonder if they told me and I forgot?" The young woman felt quite snre she had forgot, but she didn't dare sny so. "What would you do?" asked the literary lady. "Whnt can you do?" asked tho girl. "Nothing," said the literary lndy. "Then I'd try not to care," said the girl, philosophically. Tho literary lady evidently tried not to care, but she failed, and her face bore a careworn look. When thoy were seated on .he train the girl thought she hnd forgotten, but she had not. "I'll toll yon," said the literary lady, grabbing her arm, "I am sorry to troublo you, but I'll hnve to get you to go buck for my gown. I simply can't atteud nu Ultra reception in this. I know 1 forgot. But you must go back aud take a later train over, the next if yon can. My satin skirt is in tho bottom bureau drawer; the waist is in my trunk; it isn't locket Hurry, you must get it for me. " The truin was beginning to move, but she followed the girl to the rear platform and culled to her as she jumped off: "My room is second to the loft on the third floor." The girl was almost convulsod with laughter at the humorof the situation. She caught the ferryboat back, but had to wait at Fifty-ninth street for a Sixth nvenne elevated. Wheu she got to the house she pushed the boll frun tically, bnt got no response. Onco, twice, thrice again, but still no an swor. Moineuts were precious. Final ly some ladies opened the door and weut out. The girl seized the oppor tunity and weut iu. There was no one in sight. She went upstairs and to tho second room on the left, third floor. She kuocked dubiously, not knowing whom or what she should find. No response. She opened the door and entered. Books and papers everywhere; evidently this wns the literary lady's room. She found the satin skirt in the drawer without any trouble, but had to light the gas to look in the trunk. Beside, there were two trunks, aud there wits no way of knowing which. Suddenly it occurred to her the possibility that someone might come in, discover her prowling aud mistake her for a thief. There was not a person in the house who knew her. She rang the bell, meaning to explain to the maid. Theu the im possibility of being able to explain to a maid who had never seen her sug gested itself, aud she locked the door. That very act made her feel like a thief, and she crept about stealthily, font ful hulf leBt the maid should not come, hulf lest she should. She waited breathlessly; no one came. After much searching she found the wait aud made np the package iu a newspaper. There was not a bit of string anywhere, so she snipped off the curtain cord aud tied it up. Now, the question of making an exit was an important oue. Surely she could not get sway with that big handle without boiug seen, but gt away she musk It suddenly came to her that she might be mistaken either for a laundress or a sewing vomau, and in that hope she opened the door, but In spite of her solf she could not keep from feeling guilty and trying to steal out noise lessly. Wheu she got to the door .'t seemed as if she could not get it open, and when the outer one slammed to noisily behind her she thought surely discovery was at hand, and she conld not restrain herself from running down the steps and, indeed, to the ele vated station at the corner. If a voice had by any chance cried "Stop, thief," she would have collapsed. She even glanced furtively around nt the people on the car. What if that harmless looking little mau iu the corner should turn out to be a detective? Really she could not compose herself. For one thing her bundle was too big, and for another she feared she would miss her train. When she got off the ele vated she looked behind to see if the little man in the corner was following her. She bought a ticket to cross the ferry and asked the time of the next train to Orange. "Do yon want a ticket to Orange?" the man at the window asked. "No, I have one," she said. "Then why don't yon cross the forry on it?" he asked. She felt that he suspected her and snatched her bundle and ran. When at Inst she was seated on the train, with the big bundle in her lap, feeling fairly comfortable for the first time, her eyes fell to scanning the newspaper that inclosed the precious gown. Suddenly they were caught by the notice of the lecture. Heavens! It was to be at 2.M0,and she was then on the 1.30 train. She hnd never been to Oraitge before; she know no one; she had no idea where the liter ary lady was to be found. If she was not at the station to meet her, all was lost. She looked out eagerly when the conductor called her station, but the literary lady was not to be seen. She struggled across the platform with her bundle. "Drive me to the club," she snid desperately to the cabmau who came to her assistance. "What club?" he asked. "The Ultras," she said. "Oh, the hall," he aswered.and she thought she w as saved. She pictured vaguely the consterna tion she would create by bursting into the ball in the midst of the lecture possibly, but by this time she was physically exhausted aud mentally blank. She paid the cabman intuitive ly and hnd started np the stairway bo fore which he had stopped when she thought sho heard voices calliug and a henvy step running toward her. At 'last she was pursued. But save the gown she must and would. Spring ing up tho stairway she burst open the door iuto tho hall. The platform wns empty, but there was a noisy hum of expectancy running through tho crowd. At first she heard nothing distinctly. Then a heavy ham wns laid on her shoulder, aud a voice be hind her snid: "Give mo your bundle, miss." Sho looked up nt tho bluo coated policeman, who hnd conn up behind, and fell iu n faint nt his foot. Wheu sho revived she was lying on a rug iu a little white plastered room. Tho window wns open, the cold suow-ladon nir from without was blowing on her, and a sweet-faced, gentle womnn was bending over hor, holding a bottlo of smelling salts to her nose. "Aro you tho matron?" she asked, feebly. "The what?" asked the woman. The matron?" "Xo." She waited a moment, "Thou were you put in, too?" she said. "In whnt'r" tho womnu asked. "In prison," she said, shuddering. "Why, this isn't a prison, child," the woman said with a smile. "Why did you thiuk you were in p. isou, pray?" "For stealing that gown," said the girl. "Why, you didn't steal the gown, did you?" And the woman burst out laughing. "No, but I thought they thought I had, and the policeman arrested me." "How very funny," the woman suid, still laughing. "Why, be was only getting the gown to take to the liter ary ludy, who wns waiting at the mil liner's across the way to put it ou. She saw you come and got him to run after you. But how very funny." "But where's the gown now?" the girl asked. "Why, the lady haB it on and is speaking away; don't you hear her?" "Thea for heaveu's sake let me get ont and report her," suid the girl, struggling to her feet. "Not before you've had this oup of chocolate aud a sandwich," the woman said, putting them before her. "I am hungry," she said. "Of course you are; that's why yon fainted." Wheu she went ont by and by and saw the literary lady in all her glory "arrayed like one of these," she felt repaid for her excitement over the gown. That night when she got back to town she took in her "stick" to the office, aud credit for that amount was duly given her ou the books. But somehow one of the men in the office had gotten hold of the adventure, so he mado a full column story about it, with a picture of her with her big buudle just as she fell at the police man's feet. So, to put it mildly, hor fortune was made. Philadelphia Times. A Very Funny Sight, "I love to make visits iu the room ing." "Do you?" "Yes; all the other women are busy cleaning bouse, aud it is so funny to see them try to act glad to see me." Detroit Fiee Pi ess. NEW YORK Designs For Costumes That Have Be come Popular in the Metropolis. Nbw Yon Citt (Special). Large ehecks or fancy plaid skirts in this style are among the smartest worn this season. The skirt may be made with or without a centre front seam, and close fit around the hips is ac complished by three small darts taken np at the waist line. The stylish flare at the foot (where it measures nearly four yards) is produced by its circular shaping, and the fulness at the back is disposed in backward turning pleats that meet over the placket finished at the top of the cen tre back seam. Buttons are placed on the edges of the pleats that close with (oops of cord over the placket. Camel's hair, serge and fancy plaids, Sootch clan tartans and those in French colorings are all very fash ionable, boiug worn with jackets or basques of a plain color that corre spond to the darkest or most prominent MISSES' shade in tho plaid. Tlaiu cloths, mixed fabrics aud fancy stripes are all available, aud foot trimming of frills, fuelling, braid or passementerie may be added it desired. To make this skirt for a woman of medium size will require five,yards of material forty-four inohes wide. Graceful and Comfortable. The prevailing style of waist for misses is that with a ooutrastiug guimpe. It is graceful and comforta ble, and can easily be remodelled. The model shown in the large en graving, while illustrated in white mnslin with the guimpe of tucked and shirred material, is suited to many other stuffs. Thin silks, such as In dia and foulard, make attractive guimpe when in contrast to a dark wool waist, and inunmcrable similar combinations can be devised. The foundation for the waist is a fitted lining that closes at the centre back. On it are arranged both the yoke and the full portion, but if a more dressy effect is desired for dano iug school or party wear, both yoke aud sleeves can be left uulined, allow ing the skin to peep through. Itonnd the neck, outlining the yoke and fin ishing the wriBta, are ruohings of the muslin, edged with tiny lace. The collar is high and of the tucked ma terial, but has a frill of lace, aud up on each shoulder is arranged a bow of white ribbon. To male this waist for a miss of fonrteeu years one and five-eighths yards of material thirty inches wide will be required. Boms of tlie Colors In Vogue. There have been blues and blues of many shades, aud now greeu is com ing in, aud yellow combined in its many different tonos is the color of colors. With the yeljow is oombinod in some cases turquoia blue. Many of the blues used are quite dark, and shades of brown are being welcomed. Brown is a nsef nl and always ladylike color, aud the eom which is seen iu bats is also a oolor that wears. Novel Cnraaie Onisiuentl. A new corsage pin is a diamond cherry leaf, with a gold stem aud sin gle turquoise for fruit. A pink pearl of great beauty, and enormous value, is rimmed with diamonds and sup ported by two largo white pearls; and all these sre set among sorolls and larts of diamonds, with single dia- WOMAN'S CincCLAB SKIRT. fMimt mond drops, end on one side a tiny chain of diamonds. Another corsage ornament is a large shamrock corn posed of three huge white pearls, set in the finest brilliants; a smaller sham rock shows a black, white and pink pearl, each encircled by brilliants, and connected in the centre by one tingle fine stone, A novel ornament is a ribbon of diamonds tied into a suc cession of true-lover's knots in gradu ated sizes, each bow forming a sepa rate broooh. The New Skirt Panels. The newest trimming for skirls es pecially those of eveniug gowns is in irregular panel. By an "irregular" panel, a straight panel from waist to hem is not meant, neither is a broad insertion outlining an apron included In t M farm Tim n nn. ,..1 . I. . Vt RUT BUnUO UI niXD. UUK IE TIUIHE flm f .1 , . . . ful and not eonrentional. Til SeMt TJee. Hnilnr.lrnnt tiam f ..!.,.. t euun, wuiuu, wuon spread out. 100 1. ! I . . . 1:1... t . l m ; " . , . . uiuBiiu nro weu m loose snots WttQ pointed ends like handkerohief cor ners. Scarfs of crepe-de-chine with knotted fringes are among the newest ties, and lend themselves to varied 1. justment. Pretty Cardan tlate. Garden hats are prettier thnn- ever this year. Black velvet bows and pink roses seem to be the inevitable selection for adornment. Sensible J it el Pockets, Very sensible jewel pockets to be fastened to the waist band underneath the dress skirt are now providod. The- YOKE WAIST. flat pocket or bag of soft leather has an ample and convenient opening for the hand and an inner purse with, metuf frame which closes securely. Bervloenble Morning- Gown. No material makes a more service able morning gown that is tasteful at the same time than does Frenoh flan nel, either striped or figured. Tho plain princess wrapper shown in the illustration is made from the material in soft shades of gray, with lines ot black, and is trimmed with black bands. The adjustment is accom plished by means of double bust-darts in front, nnder-arm and side-back gores, with a curving centre seam at the back. Each portion is shaped be low the waist line to produce the rip ples at the hack and the necessary width at the feet. The sleeves are two-searaed, and fit snugly, there be ing only a slight fulness at the arm's woman's wbappek. eye. At the neck is a turnover collar, aud at the wrists are worn frills of laoe. To make this wrapper for a women) in the medium aUe will require six and one-eighth yards of forty four-inch material. i
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