Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 174, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 July 1913 — Page 3

BLOTTER FITS POCKET

PRETTY PRESENT FOR MAN WHO DOES MUCH TRAVELING. •■■X- ■■ ■ . <. * . ~ ' Convenient Little Article Probably Will Be Appreciated Moat by Those Who Are Constant Users of Fountain Pens. This blotter will take up very little more space in a pocket than an envelope of a commercial else, and might even be carried in an ordinary letter case. - Users of fountain pens will find it extremely useful, aud it la quite simple to make. In constructing it, in the first place a piece of thick cardboard five inches in length and three inches in width will be required, and that side which is to form the back es the blotter must be covered with thin silk. This can be easily done by cutting out a piece of silk somewhat larger than the cardboard, turning it over at the edges and fastening it down with liquid glue or some other strong adhesive. The corners, under which thq sheets of blotting paper are to be slipped, may be fastened in position, and they are made of strips of kid (plenty of material will be found in an old kid

glove) of the shape shown In diagram B. The kid must be folded at ths points indicated by the. dotted lines, and the two portions marked C and C glued to the board, and when-dry, two or three sheets of blotting paper cut to fit can be slipped into the corners bo made. The blotter is furnished with a foldover flap, lined with soft silk and edged with a fine suk cord, which is carried into a loop tn tor the purpose of securing it to the small barrel button, sewn on to the lower part of the case. Diagram A shows_the flap drawn over the blotting paper, and fastened down, and Initials of the owner can be worked upon the exterior where indicated. ' * --Quaint Trimmings for Kiddies, In unexpected spots Are motifs appliqued.. , It may be a cretonne floMßr Or a pair of green love-birds. Flower pots or funny woolen trees With brightest of woolen blossoms aglow. These i£re on a pocket flap or lust below the neck. They are quite Irrelevant to the general scheme of the coat or frock. One little damsel had a rose on her collar In the back. _ Then two tiny buds appeared on her cuffs. A blue eponge coat had a pair of green birds cut out of cretonne and stitched on the left lapel.

RED GROWING IN POPULARITY

In All Its Nuances Rich Shade Increases In Favor as the Season Advances. Instead of the craze for red being on the wane it seems to increase. The softness of the dye is what makes it transparent and lovely. Otherwise it would be impossible. In ruby, cherry, brick and any of the darker tones it is fascinating, while in flame, war termelon, primrose, corel, it Is more seductive still. Salmon is a tone that has but recently arrived. It has become popular because of its vivid tone, plffk Itself being too dull to suit the exigencies of the moment Shrimp is a dye, too, that is popular. But, like all the rest, it must be in supple rich silk or satin, or in mousseline de sole. The big sashes that are known as the “Directoire,” (though they are not really so), form a kind of draping at the side or back, and at present appear to be falling off in fwvor. I saw half a dozen frocks for a Dublin bride today, made on the Rue de la Falx, and there was not a. each on any of them. z—-Exchange, i,'.' '

Woman and the Fly Pest.

Doctors, generally, and specialized boards of health have done much to bring homo the danger that lurks within the forepaws of the common house fly, but In the end it is K woman’s fight Each woman must try to rid her own home of the pests and appeal to her politician brother’s sense., of public duty to have the flybreeding places cleaned up.—Woman’s ' C

POPULAR IN FRENCH CAPITAL

Child's Frock With Short Waist Really is One of the Prettiest of the Models Offered. \ A very pretty model for a child’s frock of marquisette or batiste is this

band about the bottom of the skirt. The embroidery finishes the sleeves while the round neck is outlined by a pleated frill of the batiste. A knot of' rose ribbon worn to the left of the front adds a touch of color to the frock.

BANDEAU HAT HERE TO STAY

Millinery Idea Seems to Have Wdn Permanent Place, After Many Unsuccessful Attempts. Every so often the bandeau rises impertinently and tiptilts woman’s headgear at a daring angle. Sometimes this attempted uprising on the part of hatbrims is sternly quelled by the refusal of womankind In general to accept the style. Such was the case last spring and the spring before that, but this year the bandeau really seems to have established a place for itself in millinery, and the latest models from Paris milliners show bandeaus under the brim at the back, the hat tipping forward over the face and shading the eyes. This achieves, of course, an entirely new line, for the trehd of trimmings and shapes has been backward and downward at the back and pointing downward over the nose will accomplish a metamorphosis In millinery if the bandeau idea takes hold. Two or three bandeau hats, displayed in a Washington window, attracted much attention. One was a tiny affair of black Milan with a bit of a brim turning down at the front and on one side. The low crown was elliptical In shape and was just high enough to fit o ver the hat All around this pert little hat went a wreath of "black-eyed Susans,” and from the bandeau, set under the brim at the back*, depended streamers of buff ribbon, edged with a plcot border of black. The other bandeau model was an old-fashioned leghorn “flat," which . was tipped forward on a two-inch bandeau covered with blue moire ribbon. Streamers of the blue moire floated from the bandeau and masses of for-get-me-nots formed a low crown on the flat-brimmed leghorn shape. At the front, a little cluster of heliotrope added a charming bit. of color contrast

Latest Dresses Packed Easily.

The one person who most heartily rejoices at the vogue for diaphandut materials and almdst-nothing blouses U/not the man who sells these costly things—for most of them are cost-ly—-but the woman who has to pack a week-end suit case. Where one stiff shirt waist and a frilly blouse for dressier occasions used to go, now she can stov? away several of the thin crape blouses and at least two of the dressy lace or net ones. The flat collars are another boon to the woman when she comes to packing much in little. The collars are cut on absolutely straight lines, so that they don’t 'crush like the shaped ones of other years always did.

NEWEST BATHING SUIT

There twa certain dignity about the new beach suit with a high Medici collar of exquisite hand embroidery and lace and draped skirt that is made attractive against a background of blue skirt and sandy beach. This particular model Is developed Use striped satin in rich Roman colorings.

suggestion. This frock has the extremely ‘short waist which French- designers exploit when they are not offering a model .. with an extremely long waist The skirt joins the- waist beneath a band of fine .embroidery ■ which continues to the skirt hem on the left side. A narrow pleat- > Ing of the batiste is placed as a

THIS EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

GRADUATION WEEK AT ANNAPOLIS

ACADEMIC BUILDING, NAVAL ACADEMY

CADET no longer—long live the the officer! "“■■■ When the cheers died away FrTday, June 6, Annapolis had passed through one of the most brilliant weeks since the Hon. George Bancroft, secretary of the navy under James K. Polk, founded the Naval Academy In 1845. Friday terminated the cadet week of work and play. When the cadets were lined up, glistening like diamonds in the afternoon sun In their dress uniforms, to receive their diplomas and listen to the address of the Hon. Josephus Daniels, secretary of the navy, it was the last dress parade on the old grounds for many, for on the morrow the uniform of the commissioned officers replaced the garb of the cadet. The day marked an epoch In the lives of these boys who have spent four long years of study, a day the pleasant memories of which will come back to them in the cold dim watch of the midnight hour., This year was the second in the annals of the academy that the cadets graduated as commissioned officers. Official Reception. At 10 o’clock the board of visitors arrived and the entire morning was devoted to an official reception. At 4 o’clock in the afternoon the board of visitors gathered at the superintendent’s quarters, where another reception was tendered them. Then the cadets were drawn up, resplendent in their dress uniforms, to go through the evolutions of dress parade. After the parade the awards were made. The professional prizes, open to any member of the graduating class, last year went to Midshipman Howard ®. Saunders. They are: Class of 1871 sword for practical and theoretical gunnery, cup offered by National So-, ciety Sons of Revolution for excellence in practical gunnery, cup offered by Col. Robert M. Thompson of New York and graduate of class of 1868 for practical navigation. 1 On Monday night the Masqueraders, an organization made up of midshipmen, presented their annual play. Qn Tuesday morning at 10 o’clock there 'was a street riot and skirmish, drill by the first battalion. At 10:45 an artillery drill by the second battalion. At 2:30 tEe~board of visitors inspected the buildings and grounds. At 6 o’clock dress parade. At 8 o’lock the superintendent gave a dinner to the board of visitors, and another performance by the Masqueraders was held at 8 o’clock. Wednesday morning at 9:15 the cadets took part in a competitive artillery drill, and in the afternoon at 2:30 in another competitive drill in seamanship. At 6 o’clock the cadets formed for dress parade. At night the cadets their mothers, sisters, sweethearts and friends " at a garden party given to the members of the graduating class by the Superintendent. On Thursday a competitive infantry drill was held in the morning at 9:15, torpedo and gun drills and exercises In practical engineering at2;3o and 4:30 1n the afternoon. After the dress parade at 6 o'clock thb presentation of colors for general excellence took place. The right to carry those colors h> an honor which is keenly fought for by the cadets. The annual alumni dinner was held at 8:30 on Thursday night and from 9 to 1 the members of the flr«t class again gathered their friends at their german. On Friday graduation exercises took place, and Josephus Daniels, secretary of the navy, addressed the cadets. The farewell ball started at 9:30 and at 12:30 the farewells were said. Society Stars There. The social gayety of the week is one of its biggest features. For months the'belles of .all the big cities in the east and many in the west live in anticipation Of the joys awalUng them during "June week" at the famous training school. Here fair femininity holds court for five days. Along ths promenades of the romantic

grounds and In the ballroom she Is la absolute command. The poor “cit" who acts as her escort while the midshipman is at drills or attending his many other duties fades into the background when “the' boy of the sea” sails into view and relieves him of his precious charge. -< ■ On Saturday the cadets embark for the yearly cruise for practice, while the graduate dons his “clt’e” suit and leaves for a short visit to his home before he goes to sea under orders to begin his real life work for Uncle ; Sam. .“r' ■ ;

TOO BUSY FOR LONG TITLES

Germans Sensibly Abbreviate Names Which They Realize Cause Much Waste of Time.

Long-winded German names are something of a trial to the world at large, but the Germans themeelvee appear to have found the remedy, says the Scieptiflc American. In 1909 an international aeronautical exposition was organized at Frankfort-on-the-Maln. Its full name in German was “Internationale Luftschlffahrt-Ausstel-lung.” After being abbrebiated to “L L. A.,” this ultimately became “Ila;" and as the “Ila" the exposition has since been, universally known. In like manner the “Allgemelne LuftfahrtzeugAusstellung" held last year in Berlin was known ae the “Ala;" and now we hear of the "Damnu,” which, to the busy man, is a happy substitute for "Deutsche Ausschuss fur den mathematlschen und naturwissenschaftlichen Unterricht” “Imuk,” which signifies Internationale mathematische Unterrichts-Kommission and “Dateoh,” a condensation of Ausschuss fur technjsche Schulen. Of course, this method of syncopation has its limits! since many combinations of initials are unpronouncable, while others might be too grotesque to be palatable. On the other hand, it seems likely that in future the names of many expositions, societies and the like will be deliberately selected with reference to such abbreviation. "

Mental Originality.

' Anatole France has coined a phrase which may have the breath of life in it. “What is madness, after all,” he says, "but a sort of mental originality.” He writes that Charles Dickens always liked madmen, and cities among the madmen good Mr. Dick, in "David Copperfield,’’ whose innocence is described with such tender grape. "I believe," writes the great Frenchman of letters, “that Dickens had more feeling than any other writer. I believe that his novels are as beautiful as the love and pity that inspired them. I regard ‘David Copperfield* as a new gospel. I believe, lastly, that Mr. Dick is a ‘sensible’ madman, because the only reason left to him is the reasoning of the heart, an<f that is hardly ever received. What matter if he does fly kites on which he has written some reflections concertring the death of King Charles LT He is benevolent, he wishes ill to no one; and that is a piece of wisdom to which many sane men do not so easily attain as be.”

Quinine Made Her Deaf.

In an earlier day it was by no means an unusual thing during the fever and ague season in Indiana to meet persons who apologized for temporary deafness by saying that they had been taking quinine. The New York Medical ournal reports a case where a girl sixteen years old in the course of 15 minutes took 30 grains of quinine. Following this heroic treat meat she complained two hours later of intense headache and severe ringing in the ears. By the following morning perception of all sounds was lost. After a careful examination it was determined by aurists that she was deaf beyond hope of recovery.

Vacation of a Godess.

The Venns of Milo explained: “Took ’em off to squeeze into-a summer hotel room*” she said simply.

ROMANCE TO ORDER

Why Barbara Was Married In the Old Blue Gingham Affair.

By SUSANNE GLENN. Barbara had listened for the sound of Lucy's light feet too many times not to know who It was coming along the road behind her, but she did not turn until Clark Townsend drew, up and called cheerfully: "Let me take you home, Barbara T‘ “I—l did not know you would care to, Clark,” she hesitated, flushing. “Of course I care to,” he said, lifting her in carefully and gathering up the reins again. For a time there was silence save for Lucy’s feet on the soft wood road. The girl was evidently too ill at ease to speak. 5 -r V '; “I have you in a trap at last, haven’t I?” the man smiled, covering her cold little hand with his big warm one. “And I’m not going to let you go, Barbara, until you tell me what it has all been about” “What do you mean?” asked Barbara.

“I guess you know what I mean. What happened all of a sudden that you should send me this?” He took carefully from an inner pocket a folded paper out of which something dropped that shone in the twilight “How do you suppose I felt to see my girl running round with that artist chap? I really think that I deserve a better explanation than I have had.” “Oh, Clark,” she walled suddenly, “you do —but I’m afraid I cannot make you understand. I —Just couldn’t marry you?” _ “Of course not Barby dear, If you did not love me enough. But I though you did —I thought—well, never mind. What came up, anyway?” “Nothing—that Is the trouble. I could noY endure it! Nothing happened to me, no experiences like other girls have. People have told me since I was a child that I ought to marry Clark Townsend. When I told mother we were 1 engaged, she said, ’Why, of course. I’ve known it this long time. I’ve got everything planned about the wedding and your housekeeping.* I had been so happy before I told her, but after that I cried myself to sleep—you couldn’t know about that, Clark. But that was the beginning.” “No, I did not know,” Clark admitted. “Everybody knew, before we did ourselves, that we ought toj>e married at Christmas so that Brown could move off your place the first of January. And they knew we would spend our honeymoon with your sister Grace In Plainsboro. I planned outthe dearest kitchen all buff and blue, but when I mentioned it mother insisted nothing was so good as drab, and settled the matter by getting me a set of those wretched gray cooking things that I’ve always despised. “I do not know what you will think of me, Clark, but that is the truth about it! It seemed as if I just couldn’t endure it —to be married according to rule, and just to settle down afterward and live by rule. I’ve lived that way all my life and 1 know what it means —I didn’t dare try to endure It!”

"But that doesn’t explain that artist fellow that has hung found you all summer. Does he fin the bill better than T did, Barbara?” “There has been this one comfort, at least, no one has known what to expect. And mother has been furious!" Young Townsend watched the girl hurry up the path to the side door of the big farmhouse with a whimsical smile. Yes, he could see how her "existence had been depressingly matter-of-fact for a romantic young thing., like Barbara Shepard. The unlovely severity of the comfortable house told Its own story; its exterior prepared one for a drab kitchen with gray utensils. "Lucy,” he said, shaking the reins affectionately over the sleek back of his favorite gray, “that child is longing for romance in her gray little life, and I take it. it’u up to us to produce the goods!" "Barbary," said Farmer Shepard next morning, looking severely at his pretty daughter, "didn’t I see Clark Townsend’s gray mare out here by our gate last night?" “Very liftly you did, dad. He brought me home from the Pina road.” “Well, I don’t want to see him here again, do y«fh understand?" with rising irritation.’ ’ “Why, Hiram.” expostulated his wife, are you crazy? There ain’t a nicer young man anywhere round than Clark!" "Just the same I’m not going to have him hanging round Barbary, and I want you both to understand it” "Then you’d better tell him so, yourself," retorted that young person, indignantly. "I certainly shall not" “I have told him. young lady," roared her- irate parent “and now I’m telling you! And I want this the last word on the subject You and Clark had everything fixed up between you and you were not satisfied. I don’t know who was to blame, and I don’t care, but I’m not going to have that fool business gone through with again. 1 told him I’d fill him full of bird-shot If I caught him round here again, and I guess he knew whether I meant it or not!" “Well, of all things,” cried the amazed Mrs. Shepard when her husband’s angry footsteps died away in the direction cd the barns. “I guess.

Barbara, we had best fannor him a* little for a day or two. And for goodness sake, don’t mention Clark Townsend’s name till thio spell has worm off!” Late that evening Barbara sat at her window thinking of Clark, whoi was forbidden even her front gate, when his voice called softly from below: “Barbara, come down, just tor a minute.” “Oh,” she whispered frantically, “oh; Clark, please go away!" “Not until you come down, please.” - Trembling, Barbara made her way through the silent house and let herself noiselessly out at the unused front door. “What made you come?”' she sobbed nervously, when the young man loomed close in the darkness. “If father finds you here he’ll never forgive me and I do not know what be will do to you. What has happened? He—he threatened to shoot you if you came here again. Please—please go away, quick!” " “Ton mean you do not want me to stay, Barby?” For answer, Barbara clung to him very satisfactorily. “Listen, dear, I can’t give you up like this. Why, we love each other, do we not, little girl?” “Oh, yes; but what is the use?” “There is this much use; we are going to be married tomorrow. Now listen; I’ll be down here at the bend in the road at twelve, sharp. You must manage to get away while they are at dinner. If I can once have you in the rig, I’ll put up Lucy against any horse in this neighborhood!” “But Clark,” tremulously, “where can we live? Father will never have us here after this!” “Leave that to me. Just you promise to be there. Here is a rope. Barb; pack your suitcase and let it down to me. You’ll probably hive to be married in that blue gingham affair you wear mornings.” Barbara stole breathlessly back to complete her preparations, and not until she knew Clark was safe on hie homeward way did she lay her head on the window sill and sob the happiest tears of her uneventful life. Dinner was prepared early at the Shepard home next day that the farmer and his wife might go to town. It was with the utmost difficulty that Barbara escaped at the appointed hour. “By jove,” cried Clark as he swung her into his buggy, “your folks have turned into the road. It’s going to be a close call!” And Lucy shot off as if she realized the part she had to play. But the license was safe in his pocket, and the minister’s door stood open. Clark just held her hand a little tighter when voices sounded outside an<tFarmer Shepard and his wife came in breathlessly, as the ceremony began. “Barbara Shepard, what a looking bride,” sobbed her mother, when the minister’s voice had ceased. “Now I guess you can see, Hiram; you’ve always thought I was too steady with her! She’s got her head, qow, and mercy knows whege she will stop.” “Never mind, mother," soothed the farmer with astonishing good-humor. "It’s up to Clark to manage her, and I’m not worrying about him,' any!” (Copyright, 1313. by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate.)

Science of Detection.

There had been a bold, brazen robbery in the jam closet Evidence of haste was plain, splotches of jam being everywhere. When the owher of ■ the jam made the discovery that, she had been robbed, she spent no time or effort tn futile speculation. She took prompt and practical steps. She searched in the spilled jam for fingerprints and found them. “Hah!" she chuckled in the .best Sherlock Holmes manner, "I shall have the thief in five minutes.” She went to her bedroom and took from a bu. reau drawer four squares of paper. They were labeled respectively: Willie's thumbprint; Helen’s thumbprint; Tommy’s thumbprint; and a fourth—a very little one—Baby’s thumbprint Quietly she took them to the jam closet and made comparisons. “It is as I suspected,” she said, as she got down; "it was Tommy’s." “That night Tommy got his.—Woman’s Home Companion.

Teacher's Age.

Senator Joseph L. Bristow of Kansas contributed this one at a recent banquet when reference was made to the somewhat doubtful age of the fair sex. In a village school a short time ago, so ran the senator’s anecdote, the teacher was instructing a class of small youngsters in history, whose lesson for that day related to the Civil war. The wish of the teacher was to impress on the minds of the children how long ago it had occurred. ■' “Jnst think, children,” she carefully remarked, glancing upland down the class, “that terrible war waa fought,so long ago that even Ido not remember it.” "Gee, Miss Mary!” earnestly exclaimed one of the wondering kids. "Was it before the flood?’’—Philadelphia Telegraph.

Most Unflattering.

George W. Perkins, in a tariff argud ment, said the other day: “Well, that may be a good defense, but Ilf pertainly isn’t very flattering to the intelligence of the American people. It is. in fact, so unflattering that it reminds me of a chap who was sued for breach of promise. “This chap was twenty-five, and the lady suing him was forty or so. "What is your deefnse?” the judge asked. “The defendant waved his hand toward the lady and promptly r> plied: • •“Insanity, your honor.’•