Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 27, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 31 January 1914 — Page 2

THE TRESPASSERS

BY LESLIE TRENT.

“Remember, Dorothy, that I am most particular about trespassers on the place,” admonished Miss Priscilla Fenn as she climbed into the station Ms. “I leave the place in your care and I do hope that when I come home I won't find a wbple posse of fishermen sitting by my trout stream. Goodbye, dear, and send me word at once if you are ill or anything happens — Martha will take care of you—and, yes, Mr. Penny, I’m ready —goodbye, Dorothy, goodbye!” Miss Priscilla waved a silk-gloved hand as the big white horses plunged forward with the long’ omnibus and rolled the railroad station; Miss Penn wasTnerely going to TuliptOwn, ten miles away, but her elaborate preparations for the two days' visit and her endless admonitions to her grandniece whom she had left at home, one might have thought Miss Priscilla was setting forth on a trip around the world. Dorothy turned away from the gate an indulgent smile curving her red lips. The wide pleasant lawns with their stately trees, and the cool shade of the deep verandas were alluring enough on this beautiful summer morning, but she had promised Aunt Priscilla to patrol the banks of the trout stream and see that no trespassing boys disturbed the rippling brown brook where speckled beauties lurked In dark pools. It happened that the brown brook was most tempting where it rippled through the Fenn place. Up above it was but a narrow thread broken by many rapids and tiny r waterialls; below the Penn place it ran through carefully preserved property belonging to the Whittakers, and after serving the Whittakers the trout stream widened into a pond. So Miss Priscilla was greatly annoyed by lawless fishermen who thrashed her stream in the early morning hours when she was still sleeping. Now .Miss Fenn had gone away and the safety of the trout rested solely upon Dorothy Fenn, who was visiting her favorite aunt, for Martha, the stout maid-of-all-work, had refused to do sentry duty. As for Dorothy she did not much care for she lpved the deep woods and the brown brook was a favorite retreat of hers. “Now, Miss Dorothy, you ain’t ever going down to that nasty brook this morning?” protested Martha with the familiarity of an old and privileged servitor. “Them trouts ain’t biting every day—why, I’ve heard tell that 'Mr. Whittaker himself has been known to fish for three days without catching a bite even; but he’s a dreadful crank at it. So ’tain’t likely them boys will ketch anything if they do fish.” "I dare say you’re right, Martha, but I promised Aunt Priscilla I would keep wateh and you know she is very particular about it Suppose you ring the big bell for me when luncheon is ready—‘then I will be sure to hear it" “Very well, Miss Dorothy, but look here —” Martha went to a chimney cupboard and took from it an ancient and rusted pistol of enormous size. “ —I never go into the deep woods without this weapon and you take it in case anybody scares you. Law, it ain’t loaded —I wouldn’t carry it if it was! But you can show it and frighten ’em oft. There, I’ll put it in this little basket with some pears and cookies —run along now.” “Oh, Martha, you are the funniest old dear!” laughed Dorothy. “If you hear a tremendous explosion you will know that this old cannon has gone off and frightened all the trout to death. Ho, hum, if they only would depart to other streams we wouldn’t have to do sentry-go, eh, Martha?” She waived her hand and departed through the orchard toward the tall woods. Established under an oak whose shining green leaves overhung the dancing stream, Dorothy tossed aside her hat and i allowed the vagrant breeze to ruffle her red-gold hair. Her book lay open on her lap, and her brown eyes dreamed of the love and romance that ran over the pages. Love and romance had never come to Dorothy Fenn, but it was very near to her that morning. A gray Bqulrrel flirted with her from his hole in a nearby tree; a wood thrush charmed her with his plusating love melody; the leaves of the trees whispered softly, and the brown brook rippled on and on, going secretly around the rocks where the trout hid in the deep green poolß. After awhile Dorothy got up and walked along the bank of the stream following a striped chipmunk darting through the underbrush, The chipmunk disappeared in his bole, and a flock of chickadees performed antics on the branches of a dogwood tree. There was a splash—a sharp exclamation and the whirring of a reel Dorothy forgot everything save that there was a trespasser nearby. Silently she went back to her basket and was astonished to find that she bad wandered so far —why, she had even crossed the brook on the stepping stones in her chase of the chipmunk who was a venturessome mite—and she hid the pistol in the blouse of her sailor suit and went back across the stepping stones to that spot beyond the alders where she had heard the sound of a fisherman’s reel spinning out. , At last she could see him—a sunbrowned hatless youth clad in old clothes, with a pipe between bis teeth,

and his blue eyes bright with excitement as he played a' splendid trout ifi and out of the deeps and shallows of the stream. At last he whopped exultantly and landed the speckled beadty on the mossy bank. “What are you dong here?” asked Dorothy sternly as she broke through the alders and stood before him, a slender, white-clad girl with accusing' brown eyes below a serious forehead, "Why—ah—you can see!” he explained, removing his pipe and showing splendid white teeth in a pleasant ftmlln -■' • “I should think you’d be ashamed of yourself,” went on Dorothy contemptously. He flushed. “You mean fishing out of Beason? Well, 1 suppose I should, but the fish didn’t come for luncheon and I promised Antonio that I would ; get him one down here.” “It is too bad that Antonio will be disappointed for, of course, you cannot take the fish away,” said Dorothy. '"lndeed?” he asked cooly. “Why not, please?” "Because it belongs to my aunt, Miss Fenn. There are signs plainly reading, ’No trespassing,’ and yet you have trespassed on her property. Please throw it back in the stream.” “Pardon me, but it is my own,” he said with a puzzled stare at her, with which was mingled reluctant admiration. “Then I will throw it back,” said Dorothy bravely, for if there was one thing more than another that she loathed to touch it was the cold body of a fish. He stood looking at her with angry amusement in his eyes as she went toward the fish and touched its brown tail. It flopped wildly. Dorothy jumped back. Her foot slipped on the muddy bank and she fell into the arms of the shabby fisherman whose pipe went to destruction on the stones below. “Not hurt, I hope?” said the fisherman not unkindly for the brief instant Dorothy had lain in his arms had kindled an unquenchable spark In his breast., There was a strange light in his eyes, and Dorothy’s cheeks were like twin roses as be quickly released her. “No, I am not hurt,” began Dorothy strongly inclined to cry because of her varied feelings; at that instant her eyes lighted on the great pistol which had fallen unheeded from her blouse. The strange fisherman spied it at the same instant. “Is that yours?" he asked. "Yea —at least It’s Martha’s —I brought It along for protection,” said Dorothy with what dignity she could summon. He actually picked it up and did not smile as he restored the ancient weapon to her. . , "I hope you will have no occasion to use it,” he said, and Dorothy loved him at once because the smile that twitched his lips never materialized. She took the pistol and held it rather gingerly “You will go—and you will put the fish back before it dies?” she asked almost pleadingly. "Yes, I will go, if you desire it; and I will put the fish back into the stream —but you don’t know Antonio; he can swear In three languages!” The youth grasped the trout and deftly him into the brook where he struggled for a moment before sinking slowly down with gently moving fins until he was out of sight in the dark pool. “There!" breathed Dorothy with relief. “Thank you so much.” The young man looked at her hesitatingly;thea, as if arriviEiglat BOffie decision he picked up his rod and empty reel and made as if to leave the spot. "I wonder why you think I should leave my own property,” he said with a whimsical smile, ——— "Your own property?” echoed Dorothy. “Why this is part of Miss Fenn’s place.” He shook his head in dissent. “Pardon me, hut you are mistaken. This is the Whittaker land —you see Miss Fenn’B property is divided from ours by that brushwood hedge on the other Bide of the brook.” He pointed back along the way she had come. "But on this side of the brook the dividing line is that stone post half covered with cat-brier, and you evidently crossed the boundary on to our land without knowing it.” Dorothy was rosy with mortification. “Then I am a trespasser, not you!” she cried ruefully. “Never a trespasser on Whittaker land,” he smiled gallantly. "Thank you—and the sish —why, it was your own!” “Never mind—l expect he’s thanking you for his life.” “And your horrid Antonio who swears in three languages?” He laughed gaily. “Oh, there are other cooks if Antonio leaves me, but there are not .many—pleasant adventurers.” “I must go now,” said Dorothy hastily. "I hear the luncheon bell.” "If you are stopping with Miss Penn we may meet again,” said the youth eagerly. “I am John Whittaker, and Miss Priscilla and I used to be great pals. She always kept a pot of ginger cookies for me—but I have been away from the old place for many years, and she probably has forgotten me.” "I don’t believe so, for I know the cookie pot is always filled —and you better come and see. anyway,” said Dorothy over her shoulder. “Thank you, I will,” he said, and after she had gone he stared at the spot where she had disappeared for a long time. “I believe I'll call on Miss Priscilla .tMf. evening,” he mused -v .’*l feel an appetite for ginger cookies.” (Copyright, MU. by the McClure Nswspaper Syndicate.)

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, INI>.

BARGAINS IN FROCKS

THIS SEASON AN EXCELLENT TIME TO PURCHASE. Wardrobe May Be Replenished for This or the Next Winter at Comparatively Small Cost—Coat and Skirt Dostumes. r+4 1 ■ ■ ■ V. • By MARY DEAN. Now Is the time for leisurely and appreciative shopping. ' Genuine bargains are to be found in all of the better shops, pnd if any money has been gaved from the Christmas buying it may now be invested to advantage. There are still at least two months of winter weather to, be laced, and there is another winter coming, though It lies beyond a- distant summer. If one buys wisely, winte r bargains In furs and frocks and coats picked up now will give comfort and satisfaction until spring and will come in most conveniently at the opening of another cold season. Naturally one must not buy the extreme or freakish mod-

Most Approved Styles.

•Is if one counts on wearing them another season. In some of the shops ths prices of high-class winter coat and skirt costumes are cut in half bo that room may be made for the coming spring goods, and the old stock may be cleared out. When such sales occur, one may obtain for $26 or $36 a coat and skirt costume which sold early In the season for from $46 to $65. - In velvet costumes and frocks the reductions are still more sweeping. This winter’s lines are so individual and in many cases so extreme that holding winter models over to another season would be a hazardous business proposition for the merchants. Yet hesitate to buy exclusively winter models for the same reason that prices fnust be made low enough to tempt customers into buying for the three cold weather months remaining. Both in the small shops and the large department shbpi ; ei^elleat—hargains In velvet, velveteen and corduroy are offered, and in fur-trimmed garments as well. Winter coats are quoted at prices which, in some instances, seem absurdly tow, and the leftover hats are much reduced In price. But there are few desirable things among them, and a hat made to order costs as much as It would have cost two months ago. This last statement does not apply

NEW IDEAS FOR STOCKINGS

Woman May Have Almost Unlimited Choice as to Material and Its Decoration. New hosiery is vivid as sunset. Color combinations are wonderful to behold. Any curious rainbow glint Is welcome. The slit, semi-transparent skirts are responsible. Purple, red and turquoise blue was one startling combination. One pair of stockings for wear with a semi-transparent negligee showed feet in a dull soft gray. —-—-r---At the ankle the coloring was *. soft yellow which deepened to orange, then faded to shleil pink, leaving the top of the stocking deep rose. Conservative dressers choose stockings in one color. The favorite is parma mauve, running into deep violet. Pinks and blues are also popular^ Network stockings of silk and beads or mock jewels are fascinating. Often they are worn over a thin eilk stocking. Out steel beads woven in a diamond design with black, silk are effectively worn over pale gray. White stockings are worn as much as ever. The craze of bizarre clocks is as strong as ever. One pair of stockings was made with a life-size mouse running up from the left ankle. Shadow lace stockings are among the favorite dainty hose.

to frocks. A number of the smart tailors and dressmaking departments of many of the shops offer tempting rates at this season of the year. The southbound crowd does not by any means furnish enough oiders to kefep the dressmakers busy between winter and spring seasons, so reduced prices for work are announced.

TAKE TIME TO DRESS HAIR

Arrangement of the Coiffpre Means Everything Where the Ensemble ~ _ is Considered. As most women know, the manner in which the hair is dressed is of vital importance in the question of producing a fashionable or unfashionable appearance. Indeed, nothing so spoils the effect of a smart gown and hat as badly arranged tresses, while on the other hand the plainest of plain frocks of a simple blouse and skirt can look perfectly up-to-date if the wearer’s head be well dressed in the prevailing style of thq moment. Hairdressing is o«e of the Items of dress in which fashion decrees change more rapidly than anything else. The curls of ’onfe month are taboo the next; the chignon of one season is replaced by plaits the season following; fringes come and go, straight or curly, and waves are large or Bmall. But whichever it is, unfortunate womankind no sooner has become accustomed to one way of fixing up her locks than it must be changed and a new one Instituted that may or may not suit the particular caste of countenance, according to individual luck. Young girls haye the advantage over, older women in the fact that their youth makes it possible for them to wear almost any style successfully, provided certain soft waves can be left around the face and the general outline that Is most becoming can be continued. The older woman finds It much more difficult to change her coiffure whenever the dictates of fashion demand. This year the style of hairdressing In vogue is fortunately likely tft. suit the many rather than, as Is so often the case, only a lucky few, the large soft waves and rolled up twist at the back of the head being on the whole far more becoming than the severe chignon or square-cut fringe of a little while ago. Seep recently were three charming examples that the hairdressers are using extensively! Fringes are being entirely done away with, but In their place are arranged loose waves that fall on each side of the forehead and well over the ears. In fact, for the coiffure to be entirely fashionable the ears should be hidden altogethef, but this line does not suit the contours of all faces.

The "Fun-Sun” Box.

In a home where there are three children, the problem of amusemept on rainy days was to be considered. A large box was covered with green dehim, and the words “Fun-Sun” stenciled on It This waß placed in the nursery. Into this box went rejuvenated toys, pictures, anything thrown aside nnd mended, or unusual scraps. From time to time the children themselves bought from their allowances some little thing for the box. It was opened only on rainy days or In illness. Last year their father added three jig-saws and several strips of thin board. It is a treat for the children to open this box, for there are always some new things in It. Now rainy days have no terror for the children,’ who turn contentedly to fhT. "Fun-Sun” box.

One Initial.

When only one initial is desired for marking letter of the last or family name is used. The initial for a man's handkerchief is from one-half to an inch in size, and should be placed on the diagonal lines in one corner.

HAS DISTINCTIVE TOUCHES

Suitable for either silk, delaine or a fine flannel, the pictured Shirt is carried out of the realms of the ordinary by laclngß of rather thick cdTd; finished with the correct tags. For the collar and vest, that rather heavy linen which Parisians are affectlng go much just now would enhance the modernity of the suggestion.

NOURISHMENT IN DATE

ONE OF THE MOST VALUABLE OF NATURE'S FOODS. Excellent When Eaten Raw, Though There Are Many Approved Methods of Cooking Them —MakeDainty Filling for Sandwich. An old legend relates that one of the Arab chieftains supplied each of his soldiers with a bag of dates and a loaf of barley bread and that with this equipment they started off on a ten days’ march. Because of its very high sugar content the date offers in a condensed form an unusual, amount of energy. It is & particularly good sweet for children, much more to be preferred than artificial candy. , Dates are most frequently eaten raw, but are equally good in many cooked forms, as many of the following recipes will indicate- When combined with nuts and used with milk they form, indeed, a complete meal, as vegetarians have often proved. DaJ.es With Cereal. —Wash a pound of dates and let them stand in a pint of water overnight Let them come to a boil, then simmer gently for a few minutes, flavoring with" a few drops of lemon or lime Or orange Juice. Remove the fruit add a little sugar to the liquid left in the saucepan and simmer until thickened. Pour over the fruit and serve cold. Date Sandwiches. Chop stoned dates until soft enough to spread. Use thin slices of buttered bread and make sandwiches. Instead Qf buttering the bread one may substitute finely chopped nuts, If desired. These sandwiches will make a most satisfying luncheon. Date Gems—Stone and chop half a cup of dates. Beat separately the yolk and white of one egg. Add the yolk to the dates, with a pinch of salt, a half pint sweet milk, two scant cups of flour, into which two teaupoonfuls of baking powder have been sifted. Add a tablespoonful of oil or butter and beat in the whipped white of egg, Bake briskly for 20 minutes.

Spiced Apples With Meringue.

Pare and core six large apples and arrange In a baking dish. Mix threefourths of a cupful of sugar, one tear spoonful of cinnamon and one-fourth of a teaspoonful of salt; fill the cavities. Add one-fourth' cupful of water and hake until the apples are soft, basting frequently with the sirup. Remove from the oven and cool slightly, pile meringue on the top of each apple, return to the oven, bake eight minutes. Cool and serve, wiilh cream or custard sauce. For the meringue, beat the whites of two eggs until' stiff and add very gradually, while beating constantly, four tablespoonfuls of powdmred sugar; add one-half teaspoonful of vanilla.

Delicious Celery Soup.

Boil the green leaves, stalks, roots and parts of celery not desirable for the table in water and a .little salt until tender; press through a sieve, add this chicken or turkey bones from a roast fowl and boil about 30 minute?; the longer you cook it the stronger your soup will be. Drain and to this stock add enough flour and butter rubbed together to make a creamy consistency. Season with salt and pepper. If there are a lew stewed tomatoeß left over from a meal, I add abont two tahleapoonfnla» which some of the family think a great Improvement. However, either way served, with or without whipped cream, is very delicious. This makes an excellent course for a luncheon.

Ox-Tall Soup.

Cnt one oxtail Into joints and fry brown in good dripping. Slice three onions and Two carrots and fry In the same dripping when the oxtail has been taken out Tie these with thyme and parsely in a cheese cloth bag and drop Into a soup pot containing four quarts of water. Put in the oxtail and one pound of beef cut into fine strips. Let simmer several hours. Grate over these two carrots, with a half teaspoonful of pepper, a teaspoonful of salt and, if liked, a little celery seed. Strain and thicken with brown flour. Boil 16 minutes.

Floor Polisher.

A serviceable brush of good weight for polishing floors may be made out of an old discarded carpet sweeper, Bays Good housekeeping. Remove the brush and place a brick lnsid i, fastening It by wires to keep It from slipping. Then cover the sweeper all over with a piece of heavy carpet. The swing of the handle will give the brush an easy motion and lessen, to a considerable extent, the arduous work of polishing the floors.

Vegetable Soup.

This may be prepared fr-im the "leftovers” of previous meals. Boiled onions, cabbage, carrots, etc., cot Into small pieces and boiled with any good B took and properly seasoned, make a very acceptable Boup.

Cleaning Flower Vases.

To clean the Inßldes of flower vases, dissolve a tablespoonful of :4>ck salt in a half cup of vinegar. Pour this mixture Into the vases, shakfe well for a few minutes and then rliue with cold water.

Potato for Brown Shoer.

A slice of raw, potato rubbid over brown shoes the polish la applied win brighten the leather and remove stains.

The ONLOOKER

HENRY HOWLAND

gT TBUEIOVE

“Oh, mistress of my heart,” he cried. “Say but one tender word to me And I will never quit thy side In life or eternity.’* She grazed upon him kneeling there And heaved a long and happy sigh; She wore a basketful of hair She had been saving long to buy. , “Oh, mistress of my heart,” said he. Repeating what he’d said before, “Unless you yield your love to me Contentment can be mine no mors.” “And if I yield my love,” she eaid, “Will sweet contentment fill you* breast?” He said it would and bowed his head, His glad heart throbbed beneath hla vest. ’•Then doubt no mors, for all* is well, I gladly yield my love,” said she; Whereat he rose up With a yell; He’d run a tack Into his knee.

Promoted.

“My boy,'* said the millionaire who headed the great corporation, "you have worked here faithfully for a good many years. I realize that you have devoted your beßt efforts to our interests, and that our success is in a measure due to your work and that of your fellow employes. Now lam going to do something for you.” “Oh, thank you, sir,” tremblingly replied the man who had been working for years on a salary that waß barely sufficient to enable him to live in decent comfort. "I don’t know how I can find words to fittingly express my gratitude. I can only hope that my work In the future will be such as to convince you that your genrosity Is fully appreciated.” “There, there, don’t worry about that We are going to open a branch in Nevada and I’ve decided to let you be the manager of it. The town to which you are to be sent is a small one, and I understand that it Is not as attractive as some* towns are, but it may grow. In any case, the dry atmosphere out there will be almost sure to relieve you of any catarrhal troubles you may have. You will receive the same salary you are getting now, but it will probably be easy for you to save money, as there will be nothing out there on which your earnings can be spent. I congratulate you on your promotion.”

Wilting to Make the Effort.

“My dear, there’s no reason why we shouldn’t save a part of my Balary, I’ve juat been reading about a Chicago man who is able to support a family of a dozen children on sl2 a week.” "Well,” his wife replied, “you find out how much he spends daily for his lunch and cigars and then I’ll see what I can do about getting along on what his wife has for household expenses.”

Desires.

I ask no more than this, to b« A toiler here awhile Ere I go forth upon the .sea That wears eternal smile. —Baltimore Sun. I ask no more than to be rich An<i free from all concern Until I reach that bourne from which No travelers return.

Not a Forcible Illustration.

"Do you know,” asked the abstainer, “that the money which the American people spend for drink in a single year would be sufficient to build a stone tower forty feet In diameter and a mile high?” “Would It?” asked the man with the spongy nose, “but who wants a silly old stone tower like that?” - - - -i— - - '? . :: . ■ " Fr 'T v

Sympathetic Father.

“Do you expect to send your boy to oollege?” --- “Yes. After the hard studying he Is compelled to do In high school 1 think It Is no more than right that he should have a few years of play before he goes to work."

Buspicious.

“What do you know against her?” “Oh, nothing In particular, but how can ahe be all right? Yon never see ' her anywhere without her husband. H* must have some causa for being snap* clous ” •