Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 167, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 July 1911 — Page 2

Janet's Surrender

“Take me to tlwi tilailra *' forgotten evening as she stepped into • cab at the Beach Harbor station. “The old house on the bluff,” she added by way of explanation. "The old house, miss?” he inquired in surprise. "Yes,” Janet assured him and then sank back into her seat with a feeling of resignation. The last lap of her journey was tn progress. She 'had come and it was too late to go back. After having emphatically refused to join the Pratt house-party she (had Impulsively changed her mind and had come by herself to Beach Harbor. “It’s all over, now,” she thought *T know he’ll propose and of course TH have to accept I can’t hold him off any longer! She was picturing to herself the certain joy her arrival would bring to George Pratt —and his complete surprise after her abrupt refusal Janet peered anxiously through the trees as they approached the house, but there wasn’t even a light to cheer her. She hurried from the carriage to the deserted veranda, and pulled the door knocker impatiently. She was not expected, to be sure, but someone should be at home. Slowly through the darkness within she heard footsteps. A servant, the cook obviously, opened the door narrowly and regarded her with curiosity. "Oh!** she said tn slow surprise as Janet asked whether any member of the Pratt family was at home. The luggage which the driver had left beside Janet seemed to afford her some enlightment, and seising the bags in her strong hands she led the way upstairs. "But I want to see Miss Pratt or Mrs. Pratt,** said Janet Impatiently. "Oh, yes," said the servant with difficulty. "Oh, yes!’’ Apparently these words were the extent of her English vocabulary and Janet followed whither she was led. Once left tn the dimly-lighted bedroom Janet stood surprised and disappointed with a feeling that somehow it was all George's fault Suddenly her eyes caught sight of a probable clue to her difficulties in the mirror over the dressing table. ' "Notice!" was printed in large masculine letters on the back of a, folded sheet of paper. Janet seised It and felt a telling tale blush as she recognised George’s writing. f "Of course the cook cant explain,” it began abruptly. “She's a duffer. Glad you came even for the finish. We*ve gone over to the other house for a dance. If you aren’t too done up to dress now jqln us over _ there. It’s through the woods to the right and along the beach to the first house. Theqp wasn’t room for us all over here so we rented another cottage.” Surely the message was from George, but how unlike the George that Janet knew. How had he found out that she had decided to come? If he did know how unlike him not to wait for her! With the color rising in her cheeks Janet re-read the brief note. ‘ "If I want to come!” she said to herself. “Whatever else can I do. I can't spend the evening In this de- ' serted house. It’s an outrage and I wish I had never decided to come.” Janet was fumbling nervously •through her wardrobe which she had hurriedly packed that morning with gpecial reference to Georg-; Pratt’s taste. She pulled out a confusion of ribbons, silks and laces and as she hurried dressed she was laying deep plans. It was clear to her now that George had written that curt note with a purpose. He was no doubt taring to humiliate her by a pretense at indifference, hoping in that way to make some impression on her stubborn affections. But Janet had decided never to relent under thia treatment, in fact she was convinced now that she would never relent. She would have a good time, too, she promised herself and just show George how little she cared for him. A quarter of an hour later Janet was ready, and throwing a light evening wrap over her shoulders she Started down the starlit beach towards the woods as George had described. Her imagination was working overtime as she pictured to herself the utter indifference she would show George upon her arrival at the other house. Her indignation made her forget her loneliness untn she reached the grove with its heavy growth of trees and underbrush. A far-off cry of an owl recalled her to the discomfort of her task. It occurred to her that the hour was late for a solitary stroll through the woods, that her little slippers were already half full of sand and that she was really decidedly timid. But it was pan ot her plan to reach the dance, R nd she plodded on. She tripped against an unexpected root in the path and put her hand out for the Inhospitable aid of a tree trunk. Then a ruffle of her own gown caught bn a twig in the path and the owl increased her discomfort by another wlerd cry. Still Janet plodded on until she a b " n ’m tosV nos going anotbVZep,"

By JANE OSBORN

A tear of self-pity dimmed her eyes and Janet turned about and made her way back to the open beach. Then with increasing fear of the darkness and a hundred imagined dangers she hurried back to the only available protection —the deserted Pratt veranda. Frantically she knocked at the old knocker, but she could hear only the hollow sound of its vibration through the unlighted house. Now the darkness of the house seemed even more terrifying than the darkness of the woods and the only thing to do was to avoid either evil by sitting on the veranda and waiting. Some one, if only the cook, would return before very long. For hours Janet sat disconsolately atone. Her prettiest gown was ruined, she was sure, without even having been admired. She was tired and crest-fallen. At length she buried her head in her hands and began to cry. There was a morbid sort of comfort in this. .■ . ....... ... , Suddenly through the trees she heard sounds of voices. At first there was comfort in any sort of change, but as the voices came towards her she was filled with terror. The party turned in at the driveway and as she watched them swinging up toward her she fancied the return of a band of bandits or pirates after a day’s plunder. There were a dosen of them she could see and not one girl. She could see them distinctly now and in a second more they would be upon her, and would see her tearful eyes and torn gown. Quickly she jumped and ran to the end of the veranda. “Hello there!” sounded a voice that seemed brutal. "Who saw a ghost?” It was quite obvious that she had been seen in her flight and as the young men gathered on the veranda she knew that a search was In progress. Breathless she slipped behind a chair at the far end of the porch. Here she crouched. In a few minutes more the voices had passed into the house. Apparently the ghost had not been worth pursuing. It came upon Janet In a flash and in part It explained the difficulty. Obviously, only the men of the party were being housed here, and the girls quite likely were safe and serene in the new bouse through the woods. The idea of again attempting the woodland path to reach them was impossible and the thought of being discovered here was quite as revolting. Perhaps the note in the room which she had read wasn’t written for her after all, and that would explain. A sob came into her throat and she stopped. “Oh, I don't want to explain it to myself, she said half aloud. "I want to have some one help me.” Then she heard subdued footsteps on the veranda. Perhaps it was the cook and perhaps it was — “George!" she whispered cautiously. “George!" • “Who’s there?” came George’s Investigating voice. “G-George?” she tried again to make sure. In a second the alarmed young man had thrown aside the chair and was crouching beside her in the darkness. “Janet!” he exclaimed. “Where in the world did you come from?” “Oh, I’ve been so lonesome and frightened, and miserable. And you were so disagreeable and "thoughtless to leave me all alone!” “But, Janet, dear,” said George tenderly, as he wrapped her cloak about her shoulders; “I didn’t know you were coming; you know you wrote us you couldn’t." “But that horrid, stiff old note you left for me,” said Janet “That wasn’t for you; It was for Bob Winters, who said he might come down at the last minute. Come, dear; there wasn't room here so the girls are at the other house. I’ll take you to them through the woods.” “I won't go unless you promise to explain everything,” said Janet still unreasonable. **’ “I won’t take you a step unless you promise to Iteten —-not just to that Janet but to something else I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time. You know, Janet” For a minute George waited. Then he felt Janet’s hand reaching for his, and heard her laugh. . "I’m afraid of the woods, alone, George. So I suppose I’ll have to promise.”

The bell at the British frigate Lutine, which sank off the Dutch coast in 1800 with a cargo of coin and specie valued at 16,000,000, is the bad news bell at Lloyd's. Whenever news is received that a ship is overdue or when definite news comes of the loss of a ship tho bell is rung by the caller. At its tolling all transactions are suspended until the news it heralds is read. Many attempts, some partially successful, have been made to recover the golden cargo of the Lutine. About 1500,000 of the sum has been found, the bulk ot It in 1880. It was in one of these attempts that the bell was found. Only a short time ago the wreck was again located and search for the treasure is now being made

During the last five years New York city has put >447,000,000 Into buildings, and the promise Is for a larger amount in the next five years.

Seek Treasure in Sea.

Manhattan's Wonderful Growth.

BREAKS WORLD’S HIGH HURDLING RECORD

At the Bricklayers and Masons Athletic Carnival held recently at Celtic park, Long Island, John J. Eller, the champion hurdler of the Irish-Ameri-can Athletic club, won the 75 yard high hurdle race in 9 1-5 seconds, clipping one-fifth of a second off the world’s record mark. Eller traveled the

BIRDIE CREE IDOL OF FANS

Three-Base-Hit Kid Popular in New York for His Hard Slugging and Clever Fielding.

Hardly a day passes but Birdie Cree ’gets more popular than ever, with the New York fans. Some of the fans on the hill call Cree the “Three-Base-Hit Kid.” That is not a bad title for the

Birdie Cree.

forest expert For a little fellow Lajole doesn't hit them any harder than Cree. When a hit is needed in the pinch, why, let Cree do it, and he does. Taking him on his present form he looks to be as good as any outfielder in the business and that doesn’t bar any one.

He hits, runs bases, and has the arm with the good fielding, so he hasn’t any weaknesses. What is more, he is getting to be a difficult batter to pitch to. He will hit them in left field, and then hit them in right He can smash the ball down right field harder than any in the business. Cree’s batting eye has been sprouting since the season opened. It’s getting so with him that the base hit column looks strange when he’ hasn’t two marked up alongside of his name. Taken as a whole Cree is a finished outfielder right now. Not alone in New York have the fans been loud in their praise of (Jree, but in the other eastern cities in which he has been playing his grand game.

Pirates Make Record.

The box score of the Pittsburg-New York game the other day shows that the Pirates hung up a total of 28 assists for the day—one more than the total number of putouts. This is a world’s record for major league baseball. Twenty-seven assists were made a couple of weeks ago, but 28 were never made before. This record was made possible by the fact that Pitcher Hendrix kept the Giants from sending the ball out of the infield. Not a putout was registered by the Pittsburg outfieldars.

Taylor Refuses to Sell.

John I. Taylor turned down an after of >IO,OOO for Charlie Wagner from Hugh Duffy, but was willing to trade If he could get Walsh, White, Bodie and one or two others in the trade. Taylor is getting tired ot being played for a soft thing.

John and Robert Eller at the Finish.

distance twice in the new record time, winning his heat and the final thereby. Robert Eller finished second and L. Lovell, also of the I. A. A. C., was third. The illustration shows the finish of the race, John J. Eller being on the' left and Robert Eller next.

MANY HURT IN BIG LEAGUES

Record-Breaking Season of Injuries to Baseball Stars—Every Crack Has Been Retired. This has been a record-breaking season of injuries to balldom stars. At one time or another almost every crack in the circuit has been retired, with the list of broken bones and cracked digits topping all past performances. Those injured, struck down with sickness or otherwise unhorsed in the National include Titus of Philadelphia, broken leg; Evers of Cubs, sickness; Wiltse of Giants, broken finger; Meyers of Giants, finger split; Hos man of Cubs, injured leg; Chance of Cubs, Injured ankle; Evans of St. Louis, broken hand; Rucker of Brooklyn, sprained ankle; Barger of Brooklyn, broken finger; Clarke of Pittsburg, injured leg; Kaiser of Cubs, broken finger. In the American they embrace: New York —Chase out weeks through illness, Knight out ten days through sickness, Vaughn~DUt flve weeks through sickness, Wolter out (Injured leg), Hemphill out (sickness), Fisher out (sickness). Detroit —Gainor out with broken leg, Jones injured in collision. Chicago—Callahan (broken finger), McConnell (injured leg). Cleveland —Lajoie out months through sickness, Jackson (broken finger), Young (illness), Joss (death). Boston—Wagner (wrenched ankle). Philadelphia— Barry (wrenched ankle), Collins (illness), Coombs (illness). Washington —Johnson (illness), Suinmerlott (wrenched ankle), Ainsmith (broken leg).

BALL AND BAT NOTES

Hutchinson, in the Kansas State league, has a player named Lafiambois, but he does not seem to be setting the league aflame. Corridon of Buffalo holds the distinction of being the hardest and most consistent hitter among the league’s twlrlers. McConnell has not swung into his right form so far, Johnny Kane has been doing some grand work with the Vernon team since he went to the Pacific Coast league. His base- running is a, revelation to the coast players. The meanest man in the world is the bug who writes a postal card to the baseball editor and does not sign his name so that the right kind of an answer can be made to him. Pat Moran, the former Cub, is one of the men who is responsible for the good work of the Phillies this spring. Pat has been doing wonderful work with, some of those young pitchers -on Dooin's staff.

Clarke Griffith of the Reds is nearly broken-hearted over the way his team is being slaughtered. It means a lot to Griff, for he may not be able to renew his contract to manage the team for next year. Umpire Perrine, who is doubled up with Jack Sheridan, is having a harder time than any of the other umps in the American league. Sheridan does not work behind the bat and so his partner gets the heavy end of it Helen Considine, a senior of the Milton. Mass., high school, holds the strikeout record for girls. In a game between the freshmen and senior girls she struck out eighteen freshies. She would do for some of the big league teama.

The AMERICAN HOME

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Mr. William A. Radford will answer questions and give advice FREE OF COST on all subjects pertaining to the subject of building, for the readers of this paper. On account of his wide experience as Editor. Author and Manufacturer, he Is, without doubt, the highest authority on all these subjects. Address all inquiries to William A. Radford, No. 178 West Jackson boulevard, Chicago, HL. and only enclose two-cent stamp for reply.

In spite of speculation in modern house building and the shoddy materials and methods of construction too frequently seen, the fact remains that, on the whole, we build better today than they did in the “good old days” of our forefathers. And this, too, In spite of the fact that the problem of building today is infinitely more complicated than that which confronted the builder of colonial times, owing to the unexampled complexity of commercial and Industrial conditions now marking a transitional period in the development of American city and suburban life. In the olden days all life savored more or less of the country, with its comparative simplicity of conditions. Now, however, the scene is transformed. The marvelous progress of mechanical invention, the creation of new materials and processes and of rapid and powerful lavor-saving devices used in building construction, the wide development of natural resources, the rise of new- and complex industrial conditions, the rapid growth of lndustrial centers, the extension of the facilities of commerce, the great lessons of the fire risk—all these have been reflected more or less in American contributions to the art of building as such. Moreover, the architect and the Guilder of today have advantages that were not at their command a century ago. The range of available and adaptable building materials has greatly broadened, thus giving a selection that did not exist in former days; and this advantage is emphasized by vastly improved transportation facilities which place at the disposal of the builder the varied materials, not only of this entire country, but of the entire world. It is only, however, within the past thirty years, with the revival of the

long-lost art of concrete working, the advent of the steel structural frame, and later the combination of steel and concrete in what is known as the “reinforced concrete’’ type of construction, that anything of great importance really new has been developed in the art of building in this country. Even to this day, outside of the Spanish missions, there can hardly be said to be any distinctively American type of architecture, the results so far developed being merely an eclectic treatment based on well-tried old-world

First Floor Plan.

traditions, though infused in some rare instances, as in the buildings of the Chicago World’s Fair of 1893, with a breadth of conception and an ineffable spirituality of treatment which have been seen only here. J It is probable that in thp “colonial” style of architecture —a modification of the type developed in England during the reign of the four Georges, and hence sometimes called the “Georgian”—with its quaint freedom of treatment of the Roman orders ana its traces of classic refinement, we approached aa near aa we have ever done to the development of a truly national type of American architecture; and in our modern work it is not safe utterly to disregard the rales upon which it was based. A tew features traceable to the “co-

lonial” influence, with its central hall and symmetrical layout on either side, its classic columned and balustraded porch across the entire front, its curved light above the center window In the dormer, etc., have been embodied in the cottage illustrated in the perspective view and floor plans shown in the accompanying cuts. A house like this can be built complete, under favorable conditions as to location and labor, for $2,650 to $2,800. It is 87 feet wide by 81 feet 6 inches long, not including the length added by the front porch. It contains seven rooms, besides a spacious reception halt This hall, in the very center, entered directly from the veranda, opens at the left into a commodious and well Mghted living room running the full length of the house from front to rear. Half way along the outer side wall is an ample fireplace.

Second Floor Plan.

~whose hearthstone is the magnet for many a genial and happy family gathering to enjoy the true comforts of home when the weather is too chilly outside to use the spacious outdoor retreat of the ample porch. Along the opposite wall may be ranged the bookshelves, piano, couches, or some of the other furnishings ordinarily found in the room where the family spend much of their time. The dining room is at the right of the hall, and is provided with a buffet A door opens directly at the rear, on the right, into the pantry, which is also

connected with the kitchen in the eenter of the house by a hallway that may be entered from the vestibule opening directly off the back porch. The stairs to second floor ascend from rear of reception hall, and those to basement open off a closed passageway connecting the reception hall in the front with the kitchen in the rear. The hall upstairs opens directly into three spacious bedrooms on the sides and front of the house, each well lighted and provided with ample closet accommodation, the large bedroom on the left having two of these conveniences so much appreciated by the housewife. The designer showed his further regard for the needs of the family by providing a good-sized sewing room directly over the kitchen. The bathroom is on the second floor, opening directly off the upstairs hall. A well-lighted basement extends under the entire house.

Resenting the Lie Direct.

“The statement that a man was a liar does not bear the weight it used l to do. There were times when, if one man called another a liar, that man was called to account for it—lt might even be'in a duel.” said Lord Justice. Vaughan Williams, speaking, at the Union Society of London with regard tp lies told at recent election* petitions. “I have come to the conclusion thap the world in general is coming to think that it does not matter very, much if one’s neighbor calls you a liar or not. You can smile, meet him in society, go out and play golf with him, and shake hands with him. I 1 wish people resented more this imputation of being liars.*

Uncle Hawhee’s Philosophy.

“Dey tells, us dat de Addle am an invention o' de devil, but yo’il nodice one thing, sah. Dis is it: Every time a flddle-is made dey has to kill a-nud-der trifln’, no-’cuunt scoun’rel of • tomcat to git de strings. Ain’t dat to* Bruddpr Lobetockr’-Ptwk.