Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 247, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 October 1912 — Page 2

HAPPENINES THE CITIES

International Appollo Who Is Strong on the Job

'I OS ANGELES. Cal. —The champion JL "beat man” in all Los Angeles ’was discovered the other night. He is G. G. Harootunian, who lives at No. ijl47 Dewey avenue. To his credit he has eleven marrlages. All these he personally arranged as matchmaker, / and at all of them he acted as best man. What is more, all the marriages have revolted happily, and an even dozen healthy and hearty youngsters have 'been added to the population of Los Angeles as a result. The latest consummation of the matchmaking proclivities of Harootunian occurred when Miss Bessie King, a charming English girl, and M. G. Roobian, a thrifty young Armenian, were married by Rev. P. J. McDonald, pastor of the Reformed Church. Of course, Harootunian was best man. The activity of Harootunian as an ally of Cupid had Its origin in a desire of the thrifty young Amenians of Los Angeles to take unto themselves English girls or girls of

“Odiva, the Diver’s” Bathing Suits Are Burned

BROOKLYN, N. Y.—Six charred garments, once the dainty bathing suits of Miss Alma Beaumont, who Is known to fame as "Odiva, the diver,” were offered as evidence against Mrs. Emma Adams, wife of Charles F. Adams, Odiva’s manager, who was charged with malicious before Magistrate McGuire the other day. Mrs. Adams, who sat erectly in court and manifested supreme disdain, merely sniffed when the flame-scarred garments were displayed to the court. Mrs. Adams apparently was very well pleased over the fact that Odiva never again would don those suits to emulate the mermaid. The first witness against Mrs. Adams was her husband, the Impresario of the swimming tank. Mr. Adams told a sorrowful, story. He had brought Odiva in. from a tour, during which she *had delighted thousands with her amphibious performances. Eight bathing suits, that cost In the aggregate |l7O, needed laundering. Would Mrs. Adams please launder them? Not on your life, she would not! "Well," quoth Mr. Adams, “then I myself will launder them.”

Brand New Baby Is Hunted Down as a Burglar

CHICAGO. —The stork made so much noise breaking into the rear door of Lawrence McCarthy’s house, at 1759 West Twenty-third street, early the other morning, that neighbors thought that it couldn’t be anything less than a burglar—perhaps a dozen of them. A frightened woman who saw lights suddenly turned up in the house and saw several persons moving about within telephoned to the police and asked that policemen be hurried to the place to capture the supposed burglar. Policeman Joseph Hoffman hurried to the house, drew his trusty revolver and tapped lightly on the front door. McCarthy answered the knock.

“Merry Widows” Were Barred in This Ball Game

TVETROIT, MICH. —Untutored women who have not learned that one of 'the rules of baseball excludes outsiders from the diamond during a game, are learning better these days when 'they undertake to take the short cut across the city hall lawn. Exciting contests are staged every .afternon on the broad walk which runs from Fort to Griswold streets jPMt the city hall steps. The teams 'are made up of “newsies,” who while away the time when waiting for ediitions. The space is somewhat limited for a life-size game, and ground rules irequire a "dead” ball, improvised from a tobacco pouch stuffed with paper. Bare palms serve for bats, and the hits are usually such as the pitcher can field. To tag a base-runner all he has to do is to throw the “pIU” and hit any part of the runner’s person. All would be well if outsiders did Inot trespass ■on the diamond. One day last week the game was nearly disrupted by a woman with a hat that survived the “Merry Widow” epoch. She came up behind the pitcher dn.seen by him. He sent one singing aver the middle of the plate and it

other Saxon nations as wives. It began when Harpotunian, himself, fell a victim to the bright eyes pt an English lass. That was about five years ago. The marriage of the Harootunians was so blissful and resulted in so much happiness that he decided that the marriage of the 200 young Armenians of good standing and sufficient worldly goods in this city would solve the jroblem of taking care of these fiery young bloods. His first “victim’’ was a friend, G. Mouradian. He met the latter in the park one day and told him of his happy home, and then took him there to dinner. He knew of a charming young English girl who was of marriageable age and was, desirable. He brought the two together at the Reformed Church, and within two weeks a marriage resulted. Certainly Harootunian was best man. Then in rapid succession followed S. Marsho, a musician, who was introduced to a young Saxon girl and gave her no peace until she was Mrs. Marsho; Jacob Halvajian, George Gasvlnnle, Samuel Bahi, Robert Tootjian, M. Garo, R. Diujian, D. Safady and lastly M. G. Roobian. “There are 520 Armenians in Los Angeles,” said Harootunian, "and all of them are thrifty. Of this number perhaps 200 are young men of marriageable age. There are but two Armenian girls in Los Angeles.”

And he did, hanging them out to dry on a clothes line in the back yard of the Adams’ home, at Bergen Beach. After he - had finished the washing and hung the wash out, Mr. Adams came into the city and did not return until the next day, w’hich was Aug. 14. Desolation awaited him. The bathing suits lay in a charred mass before the portico of his home. “What is this?” he demanded. “Tut, tut!” replied Mrs. Adams. “They are burned. Can’t you see?” Mr. Adams reported the catastrophe to Odiva, who procured a warrant against Mrs. Adams. Magistrate McGuire released Mrs Adams on the ground that there was no evidence to show she had started the fire.

“Is he there?” whispered the policeman to the happy father. “Sure, and a big fellow, too,” was the whispered reply. “Where is he?” “He's in the back bedroom. Want to go back?” asked McCarthy. “Certainly, I’ll go back. Just let me get one look at him.” “The nurse Is In there, too,” said the father, eyeing the policeman. “What! Why, she may be killed by this time!" “No, he isn’t so savage as that, although he is a strapping big fellow.’* The door was pushed gently open and the policeman, still clutching his revolver, leaped In. He looked at the baby, soundly sleeping in the arms of a smiling nurse, and then turned to the father. “I thought all the time It was a burglar. Isn’t it?” “Of course not He’s going to be a policeman, not a burglar," said McCarthy. Then Hoffman returnee to the police station and announced ?haX it was too early to arrest the person who had broken into the McCarthy home.

was met on the nose of the bat —or sist —and came back spinning directly on the middle of the big head-piece, where it lodged. Ground rules failed to provide any base limit where the ball fell on a “Merry Widow” hat, and the batsman was burning up the base lines with good chance of a home run. It was an emergency, and'the pitcher-fielder proved a Ty Cobb. With one hand on the woman’s shoulder, he made a jump for the new millinery ornament. The woman did not understand, and turned to protest and as she did so the ball fell into the pitcher's hand, just in time to “paste” the base runner between third and home plate.

It is evident that the “Winter Cirl’’ is about to don a splendidly befeathered war-bonnet in which to go forth to her season’s conquests. When she starts there will be no lack of the pomp and circumstance of war so far as her head-decorations are concerned for the new millinery is simply one grand exposition of feathery trimmings. Whatever the winter girl elects to do the winter matron will do also, from the socially active grandmamma down to the latest acquisition to matronly ranks. Therefore, it is in order for us to become acquainted with the new feather things, and Ave shall find them immensely worth while. The great thing in their favor is that we may wear them with a clear conscience, or, better still, with a light heart. For few of them are anything more than the feathers of domesticated fowls and birds, cunningly worked into beautiful ornaments. And this is quite enough. Beginning with wings (which appear on al sorts of hats from plain pressed shapes to elaborately made millinery), we find them made in all sizes and many novel shapes. There are many butterfly in solid or two-color combinations, and many beautiful specimens of rich variety in colors. Small, brilliant feathers, carefully sewed to a foundation, present to us the appreciation of their designers of the wonderful beauty of nature’s incomparable colorings!* xThese “fancy feathers” as they are termed 7 millinery, open our eyes and make us more observant of the world of beau-

TO WEAR WITH FINE BLOUSE

.-’‘Pinafore Gown" of Linen Is One of ... the Newest and Best of the Designs Offered. wear there is a beautiful model of very fine linen. This has a pinafore top with straps over the shoulders, and is intended to be worn with a fine blouse. The upper part of this, including the little scooped-out apron top and bib, as well as the lower part to below the hips, Is a mass of thick embroidery in soft, glossy, white thread in a bold design of flowers and leaves in relief. From beneath this embroidered top there falls a round skirt of linen plainly hemmed and lightly gathered into it The corsage worn with it is of white tulle, with revers and cuffs of embroidered liken. For smart afternoon occasions one seek a good deal of the old-fashioned plum color which our grandmothers delighted in for their stiff silks and brocades. A costume of fine crepe de chine in this tpne had a wide skirt, knife-kilted from waist to hem. With this there was a little cutaway coat of the same color and material with orange silk revers and cuffs lightly braided with soutache, with a touch of some really good lace introduced into the scheme.

Boudoir Headdresses.

Boudoir headdresses are so dainty that it is almost impossible to resist the temptation to wear them publicly. The latest English model is shaped like an Anne Boleyn cap. Usually the crown is made wholly of shadow net and edged with French Valenciennes, but it may be of tucked mull and cluny, and—if expense be not an object—of Duchesse lace. But the cap positively must have a trailing vine of tiny flowers in satin, outlining its shape sharply and drawn together at the back with a soft ribbon bow. These caps are lovely in all-white, allcream, or all-mauve, and they are wondrous odd and chic in dull gray relieved by tiny flowers and soft ribbons in mauve tones.

Hatless Craze WilL Not Take.

Only a small number of Parisiennes have dared to venture forth with the sunshade instead of the hat to protect their heads from the rays of the sun. This fad is not likely to create much stir or disturb the mandate of fashion very seriously, for the idea of a well-dressed woman without a hat is somewhat incongruous. A craze of this kind originates not so much from hygienic motives, but from the desire for sensation, and women who appear hatless among thefashionable promenaders are those who appear In lingerie gowns in De-, -ember and wear furs in June. •

FEATHERED MILLINERY

ty which lies in feathers. Wings are made in an almost endless variety of shapes and those medium in size or small are favorites. Next to wings, ostrich feathers are what is known as "ostrich fancies,” are best liked. These are used on dressier hats as a rule, although all feathers appear on all sorts of hats. Narrow bands made of ostrich feathers, long “quill” effects with curled heads, innumerable . wreaths and pompons and beautiful sprays and tufts of plumes are shown, in colors that are enchanting, and in the snowiest white and richest, glossiest black. The bird of Paradise is the ambition of those who dare think of being reckless with money and is worth far more than its weight in gold. The aigrette compels admiration but sells better in the Imitation than in the real feather, on account of the sentiment against wearing if and laws in some states operating against It. But, Imitations are good enough to answer its purpose, and there are plenty of airy substitutes. There are bands and breasts of feathers very handsomely wrought; those of the neck feathers of peacocks are especially brilliant, and the feather makers have covered entire hat-shapes with sma(l feathers, finishing them with wings designed for them. They are rich and somewhat expensive, but money measure distinction here for not many such hats are made and sold., • I

JULIA BOTTOMLEY.

MODEL FOR A SMART DRESS

Design That Is Distinctly ‘‘Classy/ and Thus Suitable for Occasions of Ceremony. Duck’s egg colored cloth is used for our smart model, which has a highwaisted skirt cut so that the left “Bide of front wraps over. to the right and is arranged in a wrapped seam; below this the material slopes away and is laid on a plain under part; buttons covered in satin to match trim the

skirt, also the bodice, which has a pretty shaped collar of material laid over a yoke and revers of figured foulard; this is also used for the cuffs. Hat of Tagel to match, trimmed with a narrow black ribbon round the crown and an aigrette at the side. Materials required: 5 yards doth 44 inches wide, % yard foulard 40 inches wide, 1 dozen buttons. The brocaded silks and velvets have never been so high In favor. They with metallic laooe and fur at the French openings.

Gathered Smiles

HER IDEA OF HONOR.

Mrs. Percy V. Pennypacker, the new president of the General Federation of Woman’s Clubs, said in San Francisco of the new woman: “My type of new woman has a high sense of honor, a manly sense of honor. She isn't like a certain old-fash-ioned type of woman who does dishonorable things without the least notion of their being so. “A woman of this type was playing bridge. Her partner passed the make to her, and she made it diamonds; .but her hand, on being put down, was found to contain only two diamonds, both very low cards. “ ‘What on earth induced you to go diamonds on such a hand as that?’ her partner asked. “ ‘lt’s your fault,’ she answered petulantly. ‘Why did you twiddle your diamond ring?’ ”

Her Purpose.

Lady—l ventured to call on you for your opinion, professor. Do you think it would do my son good to study the piano? Famous Pianist —Does he show any taste for it? Lady—Not the ,least. But his hair has been falling out so much lately and everything else we have tried’has done no good at all! —Punch.

How Soon They Forget.

“Your line offers few luxuries.” “We subordinate everything to safety,” said the agent. “Just consider our safety appliances.” “But this ship has no shuffleboard.” "True.” “No squash court.” “No. Would you rather risk your life?” “Well, I guess I’ll take a chance.”

What It Was.

“I think times must be getting better." “I haven’t noticed any improvement.” “Neither have I, but it appears to me that the book agents have been more numerous recently thaii usual. That’s a sign.” “No, you’re wrong. That’s no sign; it’s a nuisance.”

WHERE.

Jinks —I see a judge says that a woman may bring an action for slander if, being 35 or over, she is called an old maid. Blinks —Yes, but where is the old maid Who will admit that she’s 35 or over?

Knew the Symptoms.

His wifey cooed a loving note, In most bewitching way; He drew his check-book from his coat And said, “How much today?”

All Alike.

“They tell me that your small boys says some unusually clever things.” “Yes, yes. Did you heat* his latest?" "Sure.” “Why, you never met him,” “True. But I’ve met a lot of doting fathers who invariably tell the same Gid silly tales.”

High Finance.

“Charley, dear/' said young Mrs. Torkins, “did you say those blue chips were worth a dollar apiece?” “Yes.” "Well, here is a whole boxful that I got for ninety-eight cents with some other colors thrown in.”

A Valuable Volunteer.

"I think I shall join this fly swatting crusade,” said Algy Wombat to his valet. "Very good, sir.” “So the next time you see a fly, I wish you would call my attention to it and I shall swat it.” • ; | -

Not Exactly,

"What do you think of the American occupation?" inquired the man who was Interested In the Philippines. "Do you mean auction bridge?” inquired the man who was interested in less weighty things.

At the Market.

"What did he want for that stuff?” “Thirty shillings." "What did you bid him?” "Good morning.”—Manchester Guar-' dian. _ _

When Women Campaign.

"Why is she going around in that 89 cent hat?” "After votes, of course. She has a 150 confection that she wears on the sly."

Other Vocations.

"How many graduated from Yellvard this June?” “Five hundred and ten.” “All going into professional baseball, I s’pose?” “Not at all.” retorted the dean peevishly. “That sort of talk is becoming offensive. We have two men who expect to be doctors and one man who is going into his father’s hardware store.”

To Make,Them Smart.

Landlady—You believe in mustard plasters, doctor?” M. D. “Rather! always order them for patients who call me out in the middle of the night when there’s nothing the matter with ’em. —The Scalpel.

WELL WRAPPED.

Dickson—l understand that you filled your incubator full of cold-jstorags eggs. Hatch anything? Wickson —I should say so! All the chickens came out with fur instead of feathers and tvore ear muffs.

Four-Line Philosophy.

However fair this world may be, For him it will be fairer yet, Who strives the brighter side to see And seldom does what he’ll regret.

Anything May Happen.

“What are you sniffing at?” “I see here a report that a child was born with a full set of teeth.” “Well?” “How do such impossible reports get abroad?” “Do not be too incredulous. Strange things happen. Seems to me that I have heard a report that a Boston child was once born,' with eyeglasses.”

Voluble.

“I suppose your wife had something to say to you about staying out late last night?” “Not a thing.” “Gee, you’re a lucky man. My wife talked for an hour.” “So did mine. She doesn’t need to have anything to say in order to * talk.”

A Sensitive Nature.

“Mr. Bristles says you are not a polite and considerate man.” “I know it,” replied the patient person. -“During a rainstorm he telephoned to ask me to- lend him my unbrella and overshoes, and now he feels slighted because I wouldn’t bring them over to his house."

A Smoker’s Philosophy.

"Doesn’t it make you wanner to smoke in hot weather?" "Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it does, but smoking soothes me so that I don’t notice it.”

AFTER PARTICULARS.

George—Yes, I gpt most of my education by traveling. Evelyn—Did you? Have you ever been out of this country?

How’s Your Imagination?

When all life's days are shadow days And all life's walks are dim, Imagine every venture pays And you’re still in the swim!

Overpowering.

“Is you gwine ter let dat mewel do as he please?” asked Uncle Ephriam’s wife. "Wha’s you’ will power?” “My will power’s all right,” he answered. "You jest want ter come out hyar an’ measure dis here mewel’s won’t power.”—Christian Register. -sum ■■ m.WS.iiii ilW— .J 12.--L

The Dear Girl.

"Wife, why don’t you make some flannel cakes?” The bride was green at cooking, but she was game. ' ' ’ - "I will, if you wish it" she said. "Shall I use red or white flannel F’