Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 182, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 August 1913 — Page 3

TUNER OF NERVES

{professional Adjuster and Regulator of Things That Rattle Human Beings.

By CORA A. DOLSEN.

(<Copyrlrht, 1918, by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) "What’s her name?” Marcella demanded. She even turned from the (mirror to stare after the new acquisition to her stepmother’s household (with curiosity. ‘Anne Raleigh, professional adjuster' land regulator of shattered nerves, (households going to the little bowiwows, or any earthly thing that rattles ■and disturbs the human system. Realty, dear, I should have died last season If It hadn’t been for Anne. She gave ■me poise and a .peace that even your father’s little ways couldn’t upset.” “Where did you get her?” ‘Marcle, you don’t ’get’ persons like lAnne. You fall heir to them. She was (giving Rose Ashton mental punches ■one day after Rose had simply gone all (to pieces over Roily’s s departure for (Nevada.”I "He didn’t get a divorce. He never (intended to. He only went for a few (weeks’ fun hunting on the Renault’s Iranch there.” “Just exactly when Anne told her, land she proved it, and put Rose on her (feet in two days. I heard her texplginiing the whole affair to Rose that day, lwhe®t my own heart was nearly broken ■—why do you laugh, Marcella?” “Because, mumsie, you’re deliciouslly funny. Your heart is made of nice ■soft malleable rubber. It just couldn’t Ibreak. The reason I asked about Miss ißaleigh is this: I saw her on the Dimtaick yacht, and she was emphatically Inot a professional adjuster then.” “Don’t you dare upset my nerves 'Just after Anne has tuned them.” Mrs. Bertrand drew her pink silk Ikimono closer around her ample shoulders and shivered. She eyed Marcella ■expectantly, but Marcella went calmly ton rejuvenating herself. Four weeks on the Dimmlck yacht to the canal and Iback had not helped matters, either in (regard to matrimonial possibilities, or complexion. It vaguely irritated Mrs. 'Bertrand to have Marcella take both ■contigencles so serenely. “She has been in town in two weeks, (though.” "She left the yacht at Charleston on ■the way south.” - ; "I can’t Imagine Anne being in any (trouble with persons like Tony DimImick and his crowd. She is above Ithem.” ‘She may be —at times” —assented (Marcella. ‘But I saw her myself with Tony one night out on deck after the (rest of us had gone down to play (bridge, and Tony told her he simply ■couldn’t stand It any longer, and she (would have to leave the yacht at (Charleston.”

Marcella paused. In the mirror she caught sight of a figure standing in the doorway. It was Anne, quite unperturbed by what she had heard, and ismlling.. She was tall, with gray eyes, la lot of reddish gold hair, and the coriners of her lips turned upward with {provoking optimism. "I think I dropped my handkerchief hinder the table,” she said lightly. “And (It’s a pet one. If you don’t mind —” She recovered the lace edge bit of smiled down at Marcella. "I think we met on the yacht three 'weeks ago, Miss Bertrand,” she said. *“Dld you all have a pleasant trip?” A perfectly natural flush slowly crept over Marcella’s smooth face. “Very pleasant.” she answered. "Mumisle, I must leave you—" “Just a minute, Miss Bertrand,” said iAnne. “Did you find your diamond (pendant?” “Marcella has no diamond pendant,. lAnne,” protested Mrs. Bertrand in distress. “I do hope this isn’t anything lunpleasant.” “While we were on the yacht, Miss (Bertrand said she had lost a valuable 'diamond pendant, and Mr. Dimmick tasked me to try and recover it. I may say now that I was In the party in a sort of professional capacity, although apparently a guest. While the yacht lay in New York harbor Mr. Dimmick ilost several .pieces of jewelry from his istateroom. His mother missed two Tings, one a very unique Florentine antique. There were only three mem"bers of his. party on board then. Yow were one, Miss Bertrand.” “I remember Tony’s mentioning it,” •aid Marcella, her face a trifle pale as ■she met the other girl’s eyes. “We located the Florentine ring. It had been sold to a well known antique shop for about half its value just before the boat sailed. A colored maid was the go-between." ’How perfectly dreadful!” exclaimed Mrs. Bertrand. “Did Tony suspect anyone?" "Not until I went on the yacht. Have you told your mother of your engagement, Miss Bertrand?" .Anne asked the question coolly, mildly. Marcella simply shook her head, and their iglances were like crossed swords. "Then perhaps lam Intruding. At any Tate Mr. Dimmick told me that you had promised to be his wife. That was the night I agreed to leave the yacht at Charleston. I had found his mother’s gold chatelaine bag and a diamond Ting secreted In a pillow in one of the herths, the lower berth, Miss Bertrand. When I told him whose stateroom they were found in, he told me to drop the case, and I suggested returning to New York to avoid embarrassment, as he was badly cut up over the discovery." “But, Anne dear, why disturb us fearfully over this affair of the Dftnmlcksr aakad Mrs. Bertrand, plain-

tively. "Marcella, why didn’t yon teß» me you were engaged to Tony?” "I am not—now,” returned Marcella, slowly. “I broke the engagement the morning after Miss Raleigh left ua. The stateroom was mine, and the jewelry was found in my pillow, mumsie. You may as well know the truth. Tony told me himself. The diamond pendant was mine. Tony gave it to me instead of a ring the night he asked me to be his wife. It belonged to his mother, and she was quite willing I should have it. Can you imagine .what it meant to me to be suddenly confronted with this horrible evidence in my own stateroom? The rings and diamonds were sewn into the pillow itself among the feathers in a chamios skin pouch.”

"I have the pouch," said Anne. There was a piece cut oft the outer flap that folded over twice, and fastened with a snap like a glove. The Florentine ring was wrapped in the other piece and I had it saved from the antique shop in New York. It fitted exactly. I’ve enjoyed the whole experience Immensely, because it was the first case I had ever tried, don’t you know? Mr. Dimmlck did not want any professional help. He felt it was a case out of the ordinary. The other two members on board the yacht while it lay in the harbor here were Rose and Roily Ashton. Mr. Ashton left for Nevada at almost an hour’s notice, and let his wife take the trip alone because he was very jealous of Tony Dimmick. And the chamois pouch was one he used to carry a silver mounted automatic revolver in.” ‘But you said, Anne, the things were sold at the antique shop by a colored maid,” put in Mrs. Bertrand. “You can’t think that Rose would do such a thing?” Anne raised her eyebrows musingly and leaned on the little mahogany tar ble before her. “A half sick, neurotic woman will do' many foolish things that she does not realize the significance nor danger of,” she answered. “Rpse was desperate and Roily shut off her credit when he left. She needed plain every day cash, and she bribed her colored maid to take the ring and the pendant and sell them for her. We have the girl, and Rose hereelf confessed to me yesterday. I wired for her husband, and she is going west to join him on a trip around the world. Mr. Dimmick refuses to press the case against them. They are young and went the pace too fast without money to float them, but Rose Is good at heart, and I know everything will come right” She hesitated, and watched Marcella’s face.

“Tony Dimmick Is down in the reception room. Will you see him?” “Why were those things put in - my stateroom to incriminate me, and why did he half believe that I was guilty?” demanded Marcella, hotly. “It spoiled my trip, and almost my life.” “Won’t you just go downstairs now, and scold Tony?” Anne suggested smilingly. “He would love to have you say anything you like. I can say, though, that (he pouch was hidden in your room as the safest place from discovery. The maid told that. She was very friendly with your own maid, Della, and rather enjoyed putting any possible suspicion on you after it was known that Tony cared for you.” “Do you know what I thought?" asked Marcella, with a sudden smile. At the door she hesitated on her way down to tony. “I used to see you talking to Tony every now’and then away from the rest, and so earnestly and confidentially. And then I saw you both that night before you left the yacht, and I was certain you were an old sweetheart that still held him in leash. I’m so sorry, Anne. May I call you Anne, too?"

Anne laughed, and stretched out both her slim white capable hands. "You may call me anything you like, professional adjuster of anything from nerves to household accounts, and I’m doing very well at it, too, thank you.” “Anne,” said Mrs. Bertrand, with a sigh of relief, when they were alone, “you are a wonder. Did you get back the diamond pendant, too?" "Tony has it for her now, with a nice new ring, Mrs. Bertrand,” smiled Anne. ‘I think I adjusted the affair rather neatly. Poor little Mrs. Ashton wont know she has such things as nerves by the time she has roughed all over the world with that tall, stubborn youngster of a husband. They don’t belong down here in New York, Mrs. Bertrand. You’ve got to have a good grip on yourself before you try the long stroke here. There’s too strong an undertow." Mrs. Bertrand barely beard her. She was at her writing desk, turning over the calendar leaves.

’They can be married in September, and Tony has not less than forty thousand a year from his grandfather, besides the tin mines, or something they get out of mines, up in Canada. And Marcella's twenty-seven. I think she’s very fortunate, don’t you, Anne, honestly now?” Just for an instant the flicker of a shadow passed over Anne’s bright face as she drew on her long suede gloves. If things had been different, if perhaps, she had been Marcella Bertrand, those gorgeous moonlit nights on the little yacht bearing to southern seas, she knew what she would have told Tony Dimmick when he came a’courting. -But it had been quite different Professional adjusters have no rights Id the courts of love. They belong in the judges* box. Anne nodded her head. 'Very fortunate," she said.

Force of Habit

- "Is your wife in?” asked the friend of the druggist. "No,” replied the druggist absent mfndedly, “but I can show yen some thing just as good.”—Puck. • ’ »

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, • IND.

FEATURE OF SUMMER COSTUMES

CERTAIN audacities of the mode are most noticeable in costumes designed for the street, or for traveling er general utility wear. Waist lines, for instance, are ignored; garments are cut without reference to it, as if the figure were as uniform in size ap a stove pipe. These straight up and down lines, it must be conceded, haye a marked distinction of style when properly worn. They are not for the. stout figure and It is ridiculous for heavy women to attempt them. But, for those who may affect them, they provide a very pleasing variety in gowning. , \ A good example of one of the boyish-looking models is shown in the traveling gown of covert or serge or ratine, for this style is developed in a great number of fabrics. It looks easy going and comfortable. The belt, of the same material as the gown, is drawn about the hips. The absence of shoulder seams provides an easy adjustment of the coat, and an easy readjustment, after one has lounged about in it. The skirt is provided with a very little draping and tailored with overlapped seams. It is narrow and has a short split to the ankle, insuring freedom in walking. When the i® removed a light weight, washable silk waist is revealed and this is ornamented with some hand embroidery. The skirt fits well about the waist and the figure looks trim and neat in simply the waist and skirt. A straight sailor hat is In harmony with this plain out-of-doors ’•gown, although there is no apparent preference for this particular shape. There are so many more graceful shapes designed for outing and traveling that there is no good reason why one should attempt the most severe of hats. But, with this hat, as with the gown, certain types wear the banded sailor particularly well. It is a neat, light, practical little hat, shading the eyes and protecting the head. Veils look well with it and they are provided in ample variety to choose from. Washable veils of lace or bordered net or chiffon are to be worn with this gbwn and hat and they provide completely for the comfort of the wearer. JULIA BOTTOMLEY.

LACE SCARFS IN HIGH FAVOR

So Popular They May Constitute, If Desired, the Only Trimming for Summer Gown. The lace business is so revived that women are finding a new way of earning a livelihood, or rather reviving a very old one. All the French salens and those of Belgium are working overtime to supply the demand. Therefore it is quite natural that scarfs should come into fashion and that they should be (he only trimming on a simple summer gown, if one so desires. If a woman owns anything in the way of a fine lace scarf, either black or white, she should be sure to arrange it in some fanciful fashion over her shoulders and down her arms and not throw it on casually whenever she wears the gown. Chantilly shawls can be draped in this fashion and made to form one of those winglike transparent draperies that Callot invented and all the civilized world took up. The trouble about one of these lace shawls is that it has too much body for summer drapery, and is better when made a part of the gown and put over material instead of the skin. For summer tulles and silk net are the best choices and it does not make any difference how vivid is the color. Conservative women may not care to use blue tulle over a scarlet gown, but the majority will not mind. There will bo artists aplenty to give it approval

Latest Princess Slips.

The Balkan blouse dresses were scarcely launched on the market before a separate lining, in the form of a slip, was made to take care of this new requirement. These new garments are cut on perfectly straight lines. They hang from the yoke-line to the skirt edge, with no curves appearing under the arms. Being quite snug-fitting around the hips, all bulkiness is eliminated in the dress, while extra fulness for the Balkan blouse is supplied by gathering in the top of the slip at the yoke-line, from which point it falls to the hips in the soft blouse effect which is now so fashionable.

De Medici Collar Effect.

Wired lace is good. Made to fit and stand high. But failing such an expensive one. Trilling of lace, chiffon or net will do. Baste it inside the coat or dress collar. ' And graduate It to a point in the front Some of these net and chiffon frills some ready for adjusting and are not ery expanse-

CHILD’S DAINTY FROCK

Though presenting the effect of great elaboration this little French frock of fine white batiste tucks and embroidery may be easily made at home with very little expense. The all-over tucked batista which may be bought by the yard may be used for the deep yoke, thus saving much time and labor. The little embroidered medallions inset in the dress may be purchased by the yard also. Fine, double-edged, embroidered batiste joins the waist with the little straight skirt below, which Is laid into the waist in tiny tucks. Dainty Valenciennes lace insertion crosses the shoulders and is edged with a narrow ruffle''of lace. The skirt is also lace trimmed.

Use of Many Flowers.

Even the greatest milliners use the neld flowers in preference to larg* ones and their only recommend atioi is novelty. Somehow they do not seem quite suitable for the hat of a grown-up person, but perhaps this is only a mental suggestion left in our minds by custom. Every one is trying to bring the ostrich feather back again into fashion, but whether or not women will ever give up the dashing little fantasia is hard to tell.

In Plaid Taffeta.

Coat suits. Are a novelty. They are not all silk. Some of them are of cotton. They have great possibilities. But not for the shopping district at 11 o’clock a. xa.

SMILES

UNCONVENTIONALITIES.

"Sloppinger, If you had just a few grains of pense you’d know what a gibbering idiot you are.” “I won’t dispute your assertion, Kiljordan, but when I make a statement like that I want somebody to have nerve enough to tell me I’m a stupid, turtle-headed liar.” “When I look at you, Murdlestone, I can’t help wondering if you’re worth the atmosphere you displace.” “It’s hardly necessary for me to tell you, Blim, that you are the last man on earth I’d want to share a stateroom with, but all the others on the boat are taken.” “Yes, sir, I’ve read the manuscript of your story, and it’s absolutely the, rottenest I ever waded through. Here it is. You may leave the door open as you go out.”

Test of Gravity.

“Professor Blobbs is a serious-mind-ed man.” “Yes.” “Have you ever seen him at a baseball game?” “No. Why do you ask?” “I was just wondering what his conduct would be if the game were tied and a player on the home team whose batting average was a joke should walk up to the plate and slam out a home run.”

Feazing the Boss.

"What? You didn’t let your office boy off this afternoon simply because he told you his grandmother was dead? Don’t you know that the moment he left here ho went straight to the ball game?” “Yes, but what could I do? The little rascal, taking a long chance, looked me straight in the eye and asked me politely would I like to attend the funeral. You can’t call a man’s size bluff like that, can yau?”

Run for Wrong Party.

Mistress —Oh, by the way, Smithers, I’ve arranged for the breakfast in the servants’ hall to be a quarter of an hour earlier in futdre. Smithers —Then, my lady, I beg leave to give notice. Mistress—lndeed! Why? Smithers —Welt my lady, ft seems to me that this establishment is being conducted for your convenience rather than for that of the servants.—Punch.

VERSATILE MACHINE.

“But your automobile doesn’t turn turtle every day and seek a mud puddle, does it?” "Oh! no. Sometimes it turns bird and takes to the air and then again it turns monkey and climbs a tree.”

Plenty of Time.

Now azure skies above us bend And nature seems to smile, . » But I would not be anxious, friend. To picnic for a while.

Effective President.

“Bosh!" eaid Mr. Nervepop, after Mrs. Nervepop had expressed the wish that a woman might be president of the United States for just one week. "What could she do?" “What could she do?” retorted the lady. “I tell you this, James, that if I could get Into the White House with a couple of good Swedes to help me I’d do more in a minute than any president we’ve had in 20 years with both houses of congress and hie cabinet behind him!”—Harper’s Weekly. '

A Fussy Boss.

"Where in the dickens is that office boy?” “Gone down to the corner to look at the baseball bulletins.” “Go and tell him to come to me at once.” “Don’t be too hard on the boy.” "I’ll fire him on the spot if he can't tell me exactly how the game is going.”

Stingy Thing.

Will not let him hold her hand. Will not let him kiss her; Bet when she goes out of town He will hardly miss her.

Of the Active Transitive Kind.

"That’s the first time I ever heard anybody speak of Smidgins as a workIng man.” ’ , “But he is, just the same; and i could give you a long list of his trusting fellow citizens whom he has worked."

Main Crop.

“There are so many things I was disappointed to find I couldn’t raise on my farm.” “I would be satisfied if I could only raise the mortgage on mine.”

Lock of Room.

I do nM in a hammock swing. But don’t deserve applause for that; There's just no place to put the thing. Because I’m living in a flat.

Just In Time.

"Pa, here’s something in this newspaper about the ‘chorus girl lure.’ What does that mean, pa?" “Ahem!” coughed pa, with a knowing smile that suddenly froze on bia face. "It means nothing that concerns you, son. Don’t you see your mother standing in the door? Go to her at once.”

Might Not Be So Bad.

Briggs—l see the capitoi at Albany was so badly built that it Is likely to fall at any time. Isn’t that unfortunate? Griggs—Not necessarily. It might fall, you know, when the legislature was in session.—Life.

PHRASE ORIGIN.

Willie Prehistoric—Oh! mamma, what is papa doing with that telegram? Mrs. Prehistoric —My son, he’s merely breaking the news.

It’s the Weather.

This morn’s he’s yawned ‘bout 50 times, And ere the day is o’er. It seems to be quite likely that He’ll yawn ’bout 50 more.

8h« Had the Preference.

Father (angrily entering parlor at l$:30) —Look here, young man? Do you stay as late as this when you call on other girls? Jack’Huggard (trembling with fear) —N-n-n-no, sir! Father (appeased, as he leaves the room)—That’s all right, then! (Aside.) Thank heaven! Mary has caught on at last!—Puck.

Up to Date.

“What did she say when you told her that you were not worthy of her?” “She said she was glad I admitted it; but that her father had been having me trailed by a detective and was quite prepared to prove ft if J had not admitted it"

Coming and Going.

"Mrs. Brown and Mrs. Green seem to have little to do but talk across the fence.” "Yes, they have plenty to talk about Mrs. Brown has just come out of the hospital and Mrs. Green thinks of going.”

In the Future.

“Have the Smiths any aeroplanes?” “No, they are so poor that they cannot afford anything but an antomoblle.” ,

Getting a Cook.

Her Husband —1 suppose you looked up the new cook’s references? His Wife—No, dear; I was afraid they might not turn out satisfactory.

WOULD THINK SO.

Cholly—l just saved a girl’s lite and she promised to marry me. Molly—Didn’t she prefer to drown?

Literature.

I haven’t time for prose or rhyme Or matters of the stage. I only heed the stuff I read Upon the baseball page.

No Quick Work for Him.

Weary Willie—This paper says that curved jaws that may be strapped to the hand have been patented by a Michigan Inventor to enable a man to husk convqulckly. Toddling Tommie—Who do you suppose would want to husk corn quickly?

Note of Alarm.

Landlady—Mr. Snipe, is It tru > the papers say there is going to be u reduction made tn the tariff t«n pruaea? Boarder (hastily}-! hope not!