Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 275, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 November 1912 — Page 2

HAPPENINGS IN THE CITIES

Pepper Laden Ship Sneezes Its Way Into Port

jMEW YOBLK—Looking off to the ill Azores from his little room at the | top of the observation tower out on jthe bend of Sandy Hook, Jack MurIray, the observer and wireless telegraph operator, thought he heard a queer sound from out of the mists belyond the dawn. He threw open a window and silenced a clicking key to listen. “S'skitkatter choo!” It was the most stupendous sneeze •that his veteran ears had ever heard in all his adventurous life. For a mo|ment he thought it might have been >a boiler explosion on an incoming lateamer. But, no. It was unmistakable when it was repeated. “S’s’skikittkatter choo!" Wondering, Jack Murray leaned out tetlll farther and snuffed the breeze as the made out the lines of a ship headed in from the Ambrose lightship and ithen he found himself nearly out of the window, his own head racked with 'the biggest sneeze Mrs. Murray’s son •ever got out of his system. He sat

Trap for “Dips” Is One of the Latest Inventions

CHICAGO. —Members of the "Pickpockets’ Protective association” had better beware of Samuel Franklin, 1347 Throop street Sam is after you. He has invented a trap for "dips” that promises to snare more than one in the meshes of the law. Sam has learned from bitter experience and he is out for revenge. Sam was robbed of a purse containling sl6 while riding on a north-bound Halsted street car. The other day the police of the Desplaines street station took Harry Robinson and J. Harris in custody on suspicion that they were pickpockets. As one of them answered the description of the man who victimized Franklin, Sam was called In to identify him. He identified Robinson, but could not connect Harris with the theft “I don’t think I shall ever be robbed again,” said Sam casually as he started from the station. "Why?” asked several policemen at •the same time, startled by the young man’s apparent self-assurance. Sam’s answer was to turn his back end remove his coat There the astonished bluecoats beheld a thick string 'looped about the 65hn’s shoulders iand running down into his trouser’s ihip pockets on either side. Sam

Chicken Dinners Follow Fire Over Grocery Store

BROOKLYN, N. Y.—Because Mrs. Sarah Weinstein, whose neighbors vouch for the accuracy of her statement that she was born 108 years ago, refused to be rescued when a fire started in the cellar of the house in which she lives, residents of that section of the city the other day enjoyed •the first Sunday chicken chase of the season. While Mrs. Weinstein obstinately resisted the efforts of a band of firemen and the best persuasive methods •that Captain Mooney of truck company No. 70, could muster to convince, her she should permit them to carry Tier down the fire escape, a person, •whose chief asset later was shown to

Black Cat That Knows How to Turn on the Lights

BOSTON, Mass.—A cat played burglar In the diamond store of ♦Charles E. Kattelle, in the Kimball (building, at 13 Tremont street, early the other day and caused the night watchman and the police of the Old (Court Square station to nearly coltjapne of shock. When James Jackson, the watchman, made hie rounds, he found everything all right in the diamond shop. Shortly afterward he discovered the electric lights burning brightly. He erept to the door and listened for the 4read music of the safe burglar's drill. AH was still except for a constant purring. Jackson called Sergt. Walter Berry and Policemen Marks and Hale. They peeped through the hole in the door where letters are dropped, and «aw nothing unusual. The master's key to the locks of the door will not open the door of the geauahop, for it Is provided with a special jeweler’s lock to guard against thieves. Kattelle was called by telephone from his home in Newton. InMi'ke arrived he explained that the KflUs to his sbnn are furnished by

back panting and slammed down the window. When he was rested he took up his glasses, made out the ship’s name and reported the Athol «f Southampton, Captain Saxby. A little tug, out-bound with a tow of empty coal barges, pushing her nose across the Athol’s bow, fell foul of the breeze blowing across her decks. With a jolt and a jar the tug fairly danced on the sneeze. “ Akker-ka —a-a-choo!" On to quarantine went the Britisher, and as she dropped anchor the doctor and the revenue men and the clerks, and even the dwellers on the green slopes of Rosebank wheezed and buried their faces in their handkerchiefs and sneezed again.? “What the —achoo, fs-s-st wow —is this?” remarked the revenue man as he followed over the side. "Pepper!” shouted Captain Saxby. "Pepper by —aker-choow-wumpf!” "Yes—blast the ker-sniff-choo! — Stuff!” roared Mate Pringle. The manifest showed them truthful mariners. The Athol took on half a cargo of pepper at the Straits Settlement and then dropped over to Singapore and took aboard enough firecrackers to fill up with. In stowing away the noise-sticks the stevedores had smashed several cases of pepper. After that the Athol sneezed her way to Colombo, sneezed through the Suez canal, and on to New York.

pulled on the right string and out from the depths of his pocket came the fattest purse the cops ever had seen. Robinson’s eyes bulged hungrily. The purse was tightly tied to the string. “You see, I put paper in this purse and keep my money in another,” explained Sam Jauntily. “When a dip grabs my purse he pulls on the string and I know he’s nibbling.” “Yes, but how are you to prevent him from jerking it loose and making a run for it?” asked the detective. "Why, you see, when he pulls on this string,” explained Sam suiting his actions to his words, "it pulls the string out of the other pocket. I have a club in the other pocket, which has no bottom. The thief in pulling out the* purse automatically pulls out the club and I bang him over the bean with it.”

be an exaggerated sense of humor, entered the chicken market kept on the ground floor of the burning building by Julius Sandwich. Half a minute later the firemen gave up their attempts to rescue Mrs. Weinstein with her consent, picked her, up in their armß and carried her down the fire escape. Simultaneously 300 clucking hens and crowing roosters fluttered through the doors of the butcher shop, and with little regard for the rules of the road flew into cellars and open windows and doors. Some of them perched on the tops of shutters; one gained a point of vantage on an Von peg protruding from a telegraph pole. Most of them, however, saved from death by smoke, died in the back yards of persons living in the neighborhood and later did service at a belated Sunday afternoon dinner. Of the 300 chickens that got out of the market, Mr. Sandwich by means of the strictly commercial method of offering 25 cents for each that was returned by its captor, was able to recover only forty.

an illuminating company, while those in the corridors of the building are supplied with current by a series of dynamos in the basement connected with the building itself. When James Jackson, the watchman and the policemen Jumped inside with him. prepared for a conflict with the burglars, they were greeted by a sleek, purring cat which was evidently happy to see them. It was revealed that the cat, in jumping about, had snapped the electric light switch over and,turned on the lights. Mr. Kattelle explained that the cat had turned on the lights before, when tired of-Temalnlng alons In the dark ness,

Although elderly women allow themselves much greater latitude in the matter of shapes, when choosing millinery, than they did a few years ago, some of them look best in the close fitting comfortably made toques and continue to wear only this variety of headwear. But they like a change In methods of trimming and minor changes in shape, such as a variation in crown or brim outlines from season to season. A very handsome toque is shown here, designed to meet just the demands made by elderly women of quiet taste. It is made of black silk having a high luster, and trimmed with wings and covered cords. It fits well down over the head and does not require a bandeau;

COLORS SHOULD BE STUDIED

Selection Is of Immense Importance, Especially to the Woman of Small Means. The value of color is something that a clever dressmaker understands fully. Two dresses can be cut alike, line for line, but in different shades of the same silk, and one of them will make a woman look slender, straight and supple and the other will give her an unaccountably dumpy, roundshouldered, square-cut figure. All women ought to make a careful study of colors, whether they have a professional interest in the matter or not. It ik especially important for women of small means, who have so few gowns that they must live with those of their choice very intimately. A woman who can buy twenty or thirty dresses a year can afford to make an occasional mistake when her fancy for a trying color or a too daring line carries her away for a moment. She can hang an unsuccessful dress in a closet and forget about it, and it does her no harm—helps her, perhaps, in choosing more wisely in the future. She does not suffer from her folly. But a woman of small means, who meets with a mishap in the choice of her one new gown, must wear it whether or no—a harsh commentary on her vanity, her poor judgment, or her bad taste. The best plan is to choose carefully and buy slowly.

Borders Are Shown.

Infinite is the variety of bordered stuffs in black and in many colors. Crepon, which, by the way,' is making Its reappearance, is shown In black with velvet flowers, applique aaa a deep border of toweling embroidered all over with conventional flowers. This, of course, Is destined for afternoon toilets, and an even more original design for the same purpose is composed of blue voile with a border of gray and blue tweed —of all things (and very smart it was!) —the voile having a rich flower design, very much raised as most of these patterns are. ’•♦* In nearly every case when a Turkish border is used it finishes in a fantasy woven In the fabric rarely with a straight edge. Other materials show bars of contrasted color or embroidery graduated in width and running round a deep hem.

Short Trains Worn.

Many of the new evening gowns are made narrow, with short trains, the overmade showing bunches of - rose leaves and forget-me-nots in their designs and come np high above the waistline, the back arranged with double box plaits, left onconfined and flowing, the high-Walsted bodice having a girdle and a fichu of black mousseline edge with a white lace forming a v in front caught up to the girdle with a cameo. The tight sleeves have nUEes at the elbow.

FOR. QUIET TASTE

Hats of this character may be worn with a veil. The brim extends out at the front and prevents the veil from catching in eye-glasses. As veils are neat and becoming and, more especially as they hold straggling hair in place, a small hat should be shaped so that one may be worn with them. There are numbers of soft, closefitting shapes for those who are not wedded to the toque, and among these very novel designs in turbans. Many crowns are flexible and brims are not entirely rigid, being made over rice net foundations. Short curling plumes are used on many of them. Wings and breasts, however, have proven the most popular for trimming velvet turbans.

HOME DRESS IN GREEN SHADE

Simple Model That May Be Made Moat Attractive at a Very Reasonable Coat. Reseda green cashmere la chosen for our simple model, which has the skirt trimmed in an original way by long pieces of material taken from the and falling nearly to foot, where they are cut in points, a strap of material with a button sewn in each end keeps them In position. The Magyar bodice has a shaped piece above the waist in front, a strap heads this, and the sides are drawn up to fit jt; pieces of material are

taken from strap over shoulders to waist at back; embroidered silk covers these; plain forms the vest, which is trimmed with small buttons and finished at neck by a narrow Insertion. The under sleeves are to match, while the over ones are finished with turn-back cuffs. Materials required: 4% yards cashmere 46 Inches wide, 1% yards embroidered silk, % yard plain silk 20 inches wide, dozen large and dozen small buttons, 1 yard Insertion.

JULIA BOTTOMLEY.

GOOD JOKES

MADE A DIFFERENCE. It was kit inspection and the different companies of the battalion were standing with their kits on the ground in front of them. The sergeant major was making the examination, when his eagle eye detected the absence of soap in the kit of Private Flinn, and he demanded what excuse the man had to give. “Plaze, sor, it’s all used,” said Flinn. “Used!” shouted the sergeant major. "Why, the first cake of soap I had served me for my kit lasted me three years, while you are not a year In the ranks yet. How do you account for that?” Flinn’s eye had the faintest suspicion of a twinkle as he replied: i “Plaze, son, I wash every day.” And the sergeant major walked on, while the whole company grinned. — Tit-Bits.

Feminine Diplomacy.

“Yes, I finally got rid of him,” she said, "without having to tell him in so many words that I never could learn to love him. I didn’t want to do that, because he’s an awfully nice fellow, and I shoulcUhave teen very sorry to cause him pain.” “How did you manage it?” her friend asked. “Why, you see, he’s subject to hay fever, so I decorated the house with golden rod whenever he sent word that he was coming.”

SOME DIFFERENCE.

Mr. Saphead—l certainly admire an athletic girl. Miss Pert —But you married just the opposite. Mr. Saphead—Oh! I didn’t say I’d marry an athletic girl.

Vindictive.

The comical hoarder Is fo'nd of his joke; His landlady hopes, In her heart, he will choke.

At a Summer Resort.

"Really, we mustn’t stand here talking like this. My husband may come along at any minute.” “Well, we can talk in some other way if he comes, can’t we?” “But he is jealous of you.” “Do you think he has any cause to be?” "Oh, if that’s the way you feel about it we may as well go into the casino.”

He Begins to See.

“When I first hit town,” remarked Farmer Heck, “I uster stand, on a corner and wonder how all these city people managed to live.” “Well?” “Well, seeing as they have got S3B out of me in four days, it ain’t such a mystery after all.”

Lack of Tact.

“Why did you jilt Percy?” “He is lacking in tact.” “Why, I thought he always said Bice things?” “He does —but not always the right things. He was protesting his love yesterday when we passed an old woman. I saw my cue and said: “Will you love me when I get old and look like that woman?” “‘Of course I will, darling!’ he cried. "So I dismissed him. The idea of his consenting to think that I could ever get to look like that horrid old thing!” Women are so particular.

Expensive.

"How often is your motor overhauled, Binks?” asked Dusenberry. “Four times last month,” said Binks. “Four times in one month? Geerusalem! What for?” demanded Dusenberry. “Speeding,” said Binks. “Twice by the bicycle cops, once, by a'deputy sheriff and once by a plain,‘common, garden, village constable.”—Judge.

Yearning for a Tentacle.

"Of course you have a grudge against the octopus; I mean the railroads.” “Yes,” replied Farmer Corntossel; “my principal grievance Is that there •ain’t any of 'em runnin* within a mile or two of my place." W

The Real Danger.

"Madam, your little dog bit one of the children in the Btreet below.” “What! One of those dirty little creatures! Call up at once for my veterinarian!* '

POOR WOMAN.

Mrs. Wise —Well, there may be some Things that a woman don’t know. Mr. Wise —Yes; but no man can tell her what they are.

The Point of View.

“This section is almost mountainous,” remarked the pedestrian to his companion as they trudged along a country road one summer’s day car-i eying heavy grips. “Yes, it’s a bit hilly,” said the farmer a few minutes later as he drove his guest from the station in the big buckboard. “Nice, rolling country, this,” observed the automobilist to his chauffeur as they whizzed by in a big touring car. “Gee, what a flat, uninteresting region,” thought the aviator, looking down as he sailed over it in his majestic biplane.—Life.

Easy.

A New Yorker had occasion to ’phone from one suburb to another wrtiile visiting in a western city. Upon asking what the charge was, he was told 50 cents. •*

“Fifty cents! For that distance? Great Scott! In New York you can call hell up for 50 cents.” "Possibly,” coolly answered the operator. “It’s in the city limits.”—Argonaut.

He’ll Learn.

Minister —What a pity your brother is so depraved and idle. Have you any other brothers at home like him? Billy—Oh, no; I’ve one brother who nive/ swears, niver drinks, niver plays cards, niver ’its me, niver steals, niver Minister —Oh, indeed? Billy—Yes, an’ he’s only six months old—Tit-Bits.

ON THE LINKS.

Evelyn—l just met Clarence. He is a conversational foozle. . George—How’s that? Evelyn—He makes love when he tfught to play golf, and he talks golf when he ought to make love.

Objected to Plural.

"Does she pay very much for her hats?” she asked. "Hats?”‘she retorted. “Why do you say ‘hats’ when you know as well as I do that one a year is the best she ever gets?” • -

All He Could Think Of.

Fisherman—Heze comes another dead fish, Pat; the river’s full of them. What’s the meaning of ifeA**, Pat—Sure, I cannot tell at all, sorr; onless it’s this terrible fut and mouth disease.—Punch. ”

Name It!

"You will probably refuse to believe Pm telling the truth, hut ” "But what?” “It i$ a fact that I recently up a magazine which didn’t have an article on the Panama Canal.”

Where From?

“Where did the gM come from who has such breezy mariners? "From the Windy City.” "And the one with such a mobile face?” “From Alabama.”

Her Little Joke.

Wise —Broke again! It seems to row you are always short of money. Hub (a poker player)—lt is due to the way I was raised. Wife—That’s right; blame it on your poor parents.”

The Other Way About,

Mrs. Exe —So you and your husband have separated because of a misunderstanding? "• Mrs. Wye—Nothing of the sort! We parted because we understood each other too well.