Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 92, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 April 1911 — Page 2

When the Light Shown

The fishing schooner Laura B. had coate Into port with her catch, and she had hardly been made fast to the wharf before the cottages a mile away were talking in whispers about an incident that had happened while she was still far at sea. The feeling of loyalty among the men that face the tempests and hardships of the Ashing grounds Is very strong. They have their differences and quarrels while at sea, but all Is forgiven when land Is sighted again. No landsman knows that all was not harmony. A fisherman will forgive a taunt, a curse, a blow —more than that — bat there is one thing he cannot forgive, and that is cowardice in the face of danger. No schooner captain asks a man if he is brave, when selecting a crew. The inference is that every man who wodld go down to the tempest-tossed sea is ready to imperil his life at demand and think Utile of it Cowardice can be overlooked in a landsman, but not in a fisherman. The landsman cowardice may have no results. That of a fisherman may make a dosed widows and three-score orphans. The Laura B. came home in a fierce gale and a terrible sea. The fishermen do not select their own weather. While taking his trick at the wheel young George Shaw looked behind him and saw a mountainous wave racing down on the vessel. That sight has frightened many a helmsman. .There is peril, but the howling gale and ravening sea magnifies it ten times over. The man had seen the same thing often enough and held fast,\but this time he flinched. Fishermen do not want explanations the eye cannot see. With a . shout of terror Shaw l4ft the wheel. In sixty seconds the schooner would have been a wreck had not the mate been at hand to jump to the abandoned wheel and hold on for the life of all,' even when the waters closed over his head and his sou'wester floated away amid the foam. It was touch and go, but the staunch craft won the fight. Was there a storm of curses for Shaw? Not a curse. Reproofs from captain and shipmates? Not a word. Did the man seek to explain what he realized would be looked upon as m cowardly act? He did not utter a syllable. He knew that any word he could utter would be thrown away. He had been marked down for a coward. That settled It In ten minutes he felt an outlaw. His shipmates spoke to him, but there was a drawing away. They did not look into his face when they spoke. Among themselves they said they would keep the secret and —was It the gulls that carried it from house to house when port was reached? High up on the hill was the cottage of the Widow Larkins. Her husband and his schooner had been lost In just such a gale when homecoming, perhaps from some act of cowardice. Jennie Larkins, her handsome daughter, ' oould row or sail a boat and as a fisherman's daughter she had a contempt for a man who flinched when gale and sea demanded wrecks and lives. It was known that George Shaw was her accepted lover. Would she excuse and forgive, asked those who whispered. Would the lover call at the house and explain? No! She didn’t look for him, and had he come 6he would have been greatly surprised. He didn't think of calling. On landing he took the trolley car for his home, six miles away. The incident was related to his permits in a plain, straight way. They had the sympathy of the bond, but they shock their heads and sighed. 1 A month passed, and then there came the great gale that will be remembered by children when they have grown to be men and women. It came out of the east like howling fiends. It uprooted great trees and unroofed buildings. It caught up great patches of foam from the raging sea and carried them inland for a mile. Oh. the greed of that gale! Thirty-five schooners and their crews were a part of the sacrifice. After the gale had raged for fortyeight hours and was still howling. George Shaw went down to the port. Almost the first thing he heard was that one of the lightkeepers on Tompkins Point was in the town, unable to return, and that the other was ill and telephoning for help. The mas was known to Shaw, and over the line of wire which might be broken any minute a voice in the lighthouse aaM to the men safe on land: 'tSoorge, I may have been poisoned by the canned tomatoes. I’m in ter rfble pain and have a raging fever. I don’t believe I shall live two hours longer. Get help to me!” Shaw went down to the shore among the fishermen. t>Bly * dory can land there, and whit dory ever built can face that seal There’s a hundred or us would go ts there was any chance." Shaw walked back to the telephone an<L said to the man in the lighthoijf# * “Jim, I’m going to make s try for it. There’s one chance in a thousand and I’m going to take It." gale and sea. Only-only, George. I

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there’ll be no light tonight, and God help the vessels driving in!” “But I tell you I’m going to try it. and 11l have medicines for ypn If I can get there. Brace up and try to weather it out” Back to the shore and among the crew of the Laura B. Some of the nodded In a distant way, but none had a word. “I’m going to try it in a dory—will you go along?" asked the man under the ban. “No! No! No! Why, man, you are stark crazy! That sea and this wind would beat the biggest man-of-war in the navy!” , To the mate whose quick action had saved the schooner Shaw said: ”1 flinched at sea when that big wave came roaring down astern. Are these waves larger?” “By a third, man!” “But I’m going to try them, and in a dory at that Will you go along and pull an oar?” ' T *1 will not!” Shaw went to the doctor and the drug store for a remedy for the man at the lighthouse, and then to the telephone to say: “Jim, old man. I’m coming!" "You’ll never make it! I’m growing worse all the time, and the light —the light tonight! It won’t — won’t— ’’ And then the line went dead, and it seemed as if there was a note of satisfaction In the gale. When the crowd on the shore saw a dory made ready and understood that Shaw was to venture where no other man dared to, a great shout of protest went up, and men laid detaining hands on him. “I left the wheel of the Laura 8.. you know!” he said In taunting voice. “I want company on this trip. Who will go?” “I will!” answered a voice after a moment’s silence. Jennie Larkins came pushing her way through the press. Then men swore and shouted and women wept and exclaimed. The girl walked straight up to Shaw and laid a hand on his arm and said: “If we can’t make It we’ll go down together!” The November afternoon was waning. In an hour the great lantern must be lit or there would be wrecks oh the shore. Twice —thrice the dory was beaten back. Then she got away to be lost almost at once in the driving spray. When a sea lifted her up she seemed to be forty feet in the air. It was of no use to go to the telephone for news. The crowds must wait They waited with the dusk coming ou—with the gale tearing away at roofs and trees —with the crews of ships at sea daring and praying, and men and women stood elbow to elbow and did not speak. Thus it was until the lamps began to shine in the cottages on the hillsides, and then a mighty shout went up. The lantern in the tower of' the lighthouse was shining over twenty miles of troubled sea. The landing had been made —a man’s life had been saved, and the man who had once lost his nerve had redeemed himself in the eyes of all men. and of the girl who was to be his bride.

Shoplifter in Harem Skirt.

Mile. Louise Chauvel, who dwells in the Avenue du Maine, must have been ill advised regarding the harem skirt before she entered a large store department on Tuesday. She evidently forgot that the detectives there, like everybody else, could not but watch her neat and easy steps. They did so to some purpose, for the various articles she slipped into the capacious “bags” she was wearing betrayed her by their bulging. Mile. Louise slept last night at the depot as the consequence, for when arrested her “pockets” were found to contain 37 objects which she is alleged to have obtained without payment.—Paris Journal.

The Retort Courteous.

George Grossmlth had had remarkable success with his readings in America, and on his return to England somewhat boastfully compared tbs art of entertaining with that of acting. “You fellows,” he said Ux Charles Brookfield, “have to take out scenery, properties, plays, and a large company when you want to perform; while I —look at me. I just landed in New York with my piano and a dress suit, and 1 made £30,000.” ”1 dare say.” snapped Brookfield. “But we don’t all look so damn funny In our dreas suits.”

Splendid Proof.

At the Dedes-Gould Wedding reception an example of the somewhat caustic wit of the world’s greatest woman philanthropist. Miss Helen Gould, was quoted. Miss Gould, discussing a certain spendthrift bachelor, remarked: “You are quit* wrong in saying that ha has no idea of the value of money. He proposed to one of my nieces twice."

Our Varying Moans.

“Yce, environment does Influence us." * “How now?" “You never see a man coming out of church with his hat perched on the side of his head,”

Some New Designs

1. A costume of mustard colored sloth, with lace jabot and silk rever with blurred pattern. Black satin sash edged with silk fringe, satin cuffs and high stand-up collar. At the neck the costume is finished with a cameo and

NEW USE FOR THE OLD SHAWL

Summer Wraps and Matinees Are Being Made From Delicate Finery Worn Long Ago. Any girl whose mother or grandmother has a silk shawl, no matter what the size, should endeavor to have it given to her. Just now the loveliest summer wraps and matinees are being made from them, and the fact that the delicate material need not be cat is apt to make the owner more willing to transfer it to the younger member of the family. As the shawl Is large or small, It is manipulated pointed or square. The best effects will be gained in the latter, If the wrap Is of the small variety. It la taken for granted that the shawls have fringed edges, but should this not be the case a silk fringe as wide as one can afford should be carefully sewed around. If It is impossible to match the color, white may be substituted, although a black fringe on a white shawl Is especially effective. If the square Is a small one the top Is turned over wide enough to form a deep border, twelve inches at least. With this still back, the shawl is folded Bquarely In two, up and down. Then twenty inches from the middle the top border is tacked together. This may be done with a pin to try the best proportion. The wrap Is then put ou, the pin or tack coming at the middle of the back of the neck. It Is then necessary to have another tack put at the bottom of the V formed at the back, and the wrap is complete. It requires no lining of course. Ribbons or a fancy clasp may be put on, to hold It together over the bust. Variety Is given by making the tack a little to one side of the middle. The fastening then laps over In front when the wrap Is worn. When the shawl Is wide, it should be folded first three corners, regulation shawl fashion, except that the top Is not turned over quite so far. Tacking is the same as with the other shape.

Rompers.

Just a few words in favor of rompjrs for the little girl’s summer wardrobe. It is well to plan children’s outfits with an eye to saving laundry bills. Rompers are easily made or cheaply purchased, afford wonderful protection during play hours. The little linen bloomers to match the dresses do away with the petticoats—another laundry saving. One mother who is considered a good manager announced that all "nighties” and palamas In her family would be made this year of cotton crepe, so nurse can wash them out In a bowl. As they need no ironing, another iter** Is knocked off the laundry bill.

Little Taffeta Coats.

They’re for summer. v Either colored or black. About to the waist line. They have big revers and a frill. This is a small 4-lcch ruffle at the bottom. An inch belt of braided silk or soutach finishes the top of the frill. They are trimmed in heavy lace, big bullet buttons or velvet ribbon. Every young girl will want one to wear over muslin frocks.

black velvet tie. Black hat, with mustard satin crown trimmed with black osprey, fastened with a cameo. 2. Sage green crepe de chine, with black satin and black and gold embroidery.

COAT FOR SMALL BOY.

This useful little coat might be made In serge or cloth; It Is a doublebreasted reefer, and Is worn with sailor collar of drill or the same material if preferred. Man-o’-War hat of same material is worn. Material required: 1 yard 46 inches wide.

WIDE CHOICE IN HANDBAGS

Ail Designs and Materials Have the Sanction of Fashion This Season. The handbag is now the inseparable companion of woman. A beauty is made of sealskin with a gold top, the owner’s initials in gold adorning th 9 side that is generally presented to the gaze of the public. Oxidized silver is sometimes seen, but gold Is more favored. No longer is a handle of modest length allowed. Long- cords of leather or silk are supplied, occasionally several are plaited together, and finished where they Joih the bag with tassels. The black suede and the velvet bag also have their devotees, while leather worked in the Venetian manner is much in evidence. In Paris, and on the continent generally, great liking is evidenced for the bag of fairly modest proportions with long cords that are slung across the shoulder —In the same way as one carries field glasses—perhaps because this method displays its beauty to th« greatest advantage.

Pseudo Silk Hose.

The woman who loves silk stockings, but who cannot afford them, will find those of mercerized sea Island cotton a very good, substitute, as they have the look of. tbe real silk. Their luster Is excellent, their weave fine and even, and they, of coarse, wear out any number of silk stockings. They are made with all the latest Improve meats, ample sized tops and reinforced heels and toes. Not only black and white and tan are procup able in them, but a good range of ooJ on as welL

HAPPENINGS IN THE CITIES

Make Their Homes on House Tops

NEW YORK.—AII of New York’s animate myriad do not dwell on the surface. High over the heads of sightseers, at the summit of some- of the tallest office buildingß In the world, live men, women and children, who find life particularly good there in the hot nights of summer. A writer for tjhe New York Tribune was invited to visit such a home the other day, and after using the elevator to the roof entered a comfortable looking living room, occupied by a happy looking family. Far from earth as It was, the room looked pleasingly earthlike and real. The living room had one entrance, through a passage from an office, and two exits, one to the roof and the other into*a large parlor. Beyond that was a big bedroom. The roof was, of course, at noon In summer, a hot desert surrounded fiy a hot parapet.

“Busted” Cupid Kicked Out In Cold

MUSKOGEE, OKLA.—A sleepy and “busted” Dan Cupid, kicked out into the world because of his poverty, one morning recently wearily “hoofed" it along the ties to Oktaha, whence he had corne a few short hours before. Little Jenny Hosmer, an Indian maiden of sixteen years, who had eloped from Oktaha with Wesley Moran, about her own age, was not long in deciding that a couple cannot live on love alone, and ten hours after the elopment had begun the young lover, tired and dejected, was returning to the plow he had hurriedly left standing in the field, having been given his dismissal by his little sweetheart Jenny Hosmer, although only sixteen, is heiress to a thousand acres of land near Oktaha. The entire town site of Wiebert belongs to her, having been given it in a will by a relative. When she grows up Jenny will be rich, but riches could not compare with her love for Wesley Moran. To

Grandmas Quote Spirits in Suit

DES MOINES, LA..—ln the remarkable suit just tried here for the custody of little Jeanette Edwards between her rival grandmothers, In which testimony purporting to be the wishes of the child’s father and mother, both of whom are dead, conveyed by means of a spiritualistic medium was offered. Judge Ransler awarded her to the temporary care of the child’s mother’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. W.. H. Robinson, and assessed the costs of the action against Mr. and Mrs. L. H. Edwards, the parents of her dead father. Mrs. L. H. Edwards of Cedar Falls, sister of Secretary of Agricuture “Tama Jim” Wilson, and Mrs. W. H. Robinson, a physician of Denver, were the litigants for the possession of Jeanette, who is eight years old. Theopposing grandmothers are spiritualists, each marshaling what she believed to be a formidable line of ghostly evidence in support of her cause.

Sells Wife and Children for $1

Philadelphia.— According to the story told by Mrs. Mary Ouglsa of 1817 South Lee street, this city, to Magistrate Hughes she and her three children were sold by her husband for 81 to a man who, she declares, has threatened to take her by. force. In broken English she asked that her husband be found and made to support her and the three children whom he had left at bom# to starve. Though the alleged transaction took place some time ago and though the woman repulsed the man who claimed her as his property, she declared that istae was still In fear that he might come forward, now that her husband has disappeared, and force himself into her home. j ..<f. “It was three years ago,” she said, “that my husband sold me. He wanted money for more liquor. He gave me and the children for |l. and 1 didn’t know anything about It When the ■■' it'.'*, . r ■ ' ■ v ' .*4 \

But the view from an altitude of 360 feet was splendid, and at night, when the moon came out over the thousands of fights of river and bay, the sigh* was enchanting. The "sky idiot" who led tlje way said that the heat was not overwhelming to him up there or to his . household at any time, “for,” he remarked logically, “if there is any breeze going, don’t we get it?” “Do you ever have any mosquitoes* up here?” “Very seldom.” “How about thunderstorms?” “Being near the clouds doesn't make it any worse.” Being asked if he did not miss the grass and flowers he sighed a little, recalling some country bower, no, doubt, but quickly pointed out a bed of flowers in a cupola that “tile boys” called their “flower house" or “hothouse.” “So you have boys? And how do they enjoy this elevation?” “At first they thought It was the greatest out, but you know how klda are. It all lost its novelty in time, and now they think more of the subway than of the sights from so great a height as this.”

wait several years was out of the question. And so Moran left his plow standing in the furrow, the team still unhitched, and in.his shirt sleeves eloped with Jenny Hosmer, who wore nothing but a little dress of cheap calico. Being without a penny, the two walked along the railroad ties to Muskogee. When this city was reached at four o’clock In the morning Jenny had already tired of a poverty-strick-en love, and she “sent Wesley back to Oktaha.” Taking the maiden at her word, back to Oktaha Moran walked. The girl’s aunt and guardian, Mrs. John Newberry, who came to the city look-, ing for the girl, found her at the home of J. R. Redding on Oak street. When the aunt rode up before the house in the police patrol, Jenny climbed in, smiling, but said not a word. On the long ride back to headquarters she refused to answer questions, but later told a reporter that she had sent Wesley home. In the same little calico dress in which she eloped, Jenny was taken back to her home In Oktaha. The two came to Muskogee, the girl said, because she liked to see a big city, and Wesley did, too. Jenny says she is sixteen, but she looks not more than thirteen.

The evidence, aside from testimony showing good character of the litigants and their ability to provide for the girl, deals almost exclusively with matters spiritual, so that Judge Ransier was put In a position where be must act as umpire between two disputatious spooks. The principal oral witnesses were the grandmothers, but a lot of documentary evidence was submitted, all purporting to have emanated from the spirit world. Mrs. Edwards testified that she was able to get Into communication with her son, Bart, father of of Jeanette, more satisfactory when she had the child with her and he was far happier under such circumstances than when his child was with her maternal grandmother. Mrs. Robinson gave precisely similar testimony with respect to the spirit of her daughter, and gave thi» as the principal cause of action. On cross-examination she admitted she was not fully Informed on all the Ins and outs of spiritualism and was not entirely clear as to whether she actually talked to her daughter or whether It was only her “subconscious self" with whom Bhe conversed, but she was sure the Influence of her daughter was directing her In the suit

man came to me and said: ‘I will five here, I own you, you belong to ms, I paid for you,’ 1 thought he was cnaxy, I said, ’you won’t live here,’ and I tried to drive him out of the house; then he showed me my marriage certificate and said he had bought me for |l. I snatched It from him, and I have it now where he can’t get it; bat I am afraid.” Magistrate Hughes sent two at his officers to the woman's home to verify her story. The youngsters were huddled together oo the kitchen floor before the stove, which apparently had not had fire In it for days. The baby of nine months was crying, and the other two, Jpe, five, end. George, -a-year or so younger, were gnawing at chips of wood which they had picked up In the street to kindle a fire. There wee not a vestige of food In the house and the children were blue with cold and. h«if starved. In one of the upper rooms the officers fouhd an emaciated boy, Mrs. Gugiaa’s brother, who recently came from Poland, and who is suffering with tuberculosis. Magistrate Hughes provided enough money to buy food for the family tot a few days.