Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 162, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 July 1914 — Page 2

HAPPENINGS IN THE CITIES

This Dog Is a Regular Patron of a Trolley Line GREAT BARRINGTON, MASS. —Druggist John Harvey’s beagle hound, Gyp, fire yean old, has a passion for trolley car riding. All the regular conductors on the Berkshire line, running between Great Barrington and Canaan,

strange conductor. When the new man demanded “ticket!*’ of a passenger in front of whom Gyp was standing, Gyp remarked "bow wow!” which was his usual way of saluting his friend, the regular" conductor. “Hello! who pays your fare?” asked the conductor. "Bow-wow," replied Gyp. ' . The conductor was on the point of putting him off the car when the motorman interposed: " “He’s all right; his collar is chalked and he has a life pass on this road. Let him off at the corner of Church and Main in Great Barrington; there’s Where he belongs." And Gyp got his ride. Quite often Gyp goes hunting alone. Does he walk to the hunting grounds? Not a bit of it. He boards a trolley car and rides out several miles Into the country to his favorite piece of swale, where the rabbits are thickest There he leaves the car and enters the swale to spend most of the day hunting. Near by is a farmhouse, where he has made friends. There he goes when tired c* the hunt and knocks on the door until admitted and a bowl of milk Is set out for him.

Boys Break the Rules in Academy of Fine Arts

I) HILADELPHIA, PA.—lt happened in the Academy of the Pine Arts In this 1 city. A gentleman came in accompanied by four lads ranging apparently from ten to fifteen years. They were laughing and chatting at a merry rate.

They had come to “see the sights” and were being ushered in the section that holds the statuary. “Ah, ha, boys! Here is a fine bust of Julius Caesar. What do you think of him?” The tallest boy ran his fingers lightly over the head. “He* has a finely proportioned head; I like his forehead, but the jaw is strong and the mouth seems cruel.” “Let’s have a look at him,” said another of the boys, moving forward.

He fingered the bust carefully. “Yes, cruel and tyrannical, I should say, judging from his face." A woman among the other visitors in the academy stepped toward the group, after whispering Indignantly: “See these boys putting their hands on those statues? I’ll stop that” She was about to do so when the boys and their companion turned away from the statue they had been examining. As they faced the other visitors all comments stopped. The boys were blind. . -One of them, a bonny' venturesome fellow, called: “Come here, Charles; you said you would like to know what Cupid was like; well, here he is—a nice, fat baby lying on his side with wings coming out his back. He’s not much on clothes,” he finished with a laugh. 7 Eagerly they gathered around Cupid, and then other pieces of statuary, discussing them with understanding and animation, their comments showing often startling comprehension of the things they “saw." They read the character of the faces they felt and saw points of beauty or excellence that those with eyesight often overlooked, and among all the guests they were the most appreciative. ' _ ~ \ ...'.l—

City Flower Beds That Will Tease the Palate

CLEVELAND, O.—Gaily Intoning, “Where Ignorance is bliss ’twere folly to be wise,” Theodore H'. Wenz, secretary of the elections board bureau of registry's, has coaxed one of the finest market gardens in Cleveland into

man William Gordon for literature and, well supplied with data, he began to delve into the subject. With the first warm days of spring he ordered a consignment of flower seeds and displayed them to his fellow employes in the board of elections offices, and right there Is where he made his tactical error. William Schnerer, recorder of naturalization papers, had not forgotten that Wenz -had substituted two dozen glass eggs for a like number of the .poachable commodity, belonging to him and he was not slow in emptying out the flower seeds and replacing them with those of vegetables. Each day Wenz has issued bulletins on his “flower garden” and the other day he said: "I tell you posy beds are the envy of the neighborhood. A funny thing happened last night though. 1 was showing a woman who livefe next door the plants last night and asked her what she thought of my asters. "She said: ( ‘They look like radishes, and your petunias look like beets, the cosmos like lettuce and the pansies like beans.’ Doesn’t it beat all how ignorant some people are?”

Big Chief “Two Guns” Up in Air in “Eagle Canoe”

NEW YORK. —Chief Two Guns White Calf of the seeing New York party of Blackfeet Indians sat beside Ralph M. Brown in his Thomas flying boat the other morning and spun over the Palisades at Dobbs Ferry. It was Chief

Two Guns' first air trip, but It came very near being his last. As Mrs. Two Guns and the party were shading their eyes and watching 1 the flying boat Hse gracefully from the water and soar over the Palisades toward the happy hunting grounds’'' Chief Eagle Calf, who Is the interpreter for the party, told Agent Charles R. Griffin that he anticipated bad medicine for Chief Two Guns before the flying canoe came to earth.

He had just spoken the words, according to Griffin, when the flying boat ran into an air pocket, swerved to one side and then, taking an angle of 60 degrees, dived for the Hudson. Barely 100 feet over the water Pilot Brown got the.boat under control and' It took to the water like a duck and skimmed across the river to the party. Chief Two Guns lost no time In getting to land and after gesticulating and uttering a series of "Hows” said in perfectly good English, “Heap fine eagle canoe. Ugh oof! Me no ’fraid!” But be did not Interpret his Indian grunts, and If grunts mean fear in Blackfeet he granted louder than the exhaust from the engine when the eagle canoe took its downward course, according to Pilot Brown. - / . \ “He hung on tight,” explained Mr. Brown, "and don’t you forged U, b*

Conn., are his friends. Hardly a day goes by that Gyp does not enjoy a trolley ride. At the+hour when M knows a car is due he takes a position on Main street near one of the white posts where stops are made, and when a car stops he looks up to see if It Is the conductor he knows, and if it is he boards the car. After the round trip he leaves the car, barking his thanks to the conductor for his ride. One day after boarding a car he noticed that it was in charge of a

being in the belief that he was growing flowers. With whole-hearted enthusiasm he delved and dug, early and late, planting beet seeds for petunias, lettuce for cosmos, radishes for asters, lima beans for pansies and tomatoes for celosia plumosa. The back to nature impulse hit Wenz last winter and he spent his evenings at his home, -studying the culture of flowers. As soon as the frost was out of the ground he began operations. First he wrote Congress-

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A SCARF and bag made to match a "chic mid-summer hat v are rqore effective than a scarf and bag that are selected without much reference to the hat. Hat and bag and parasol to match, made a combination that, early in the present season, marked One of its successes. A set of this kind for*the promenade, or for the short journey, is in the outfit of many a smart dresser whose discriminating taste is a,matter of intuition and education combined.

For threse three-piece sets for the promenade taffeta silk has been chosen, but in a three-piece set like that shown in the picture the scarf requires a softer fabric. Pink silk crepe in which poppies and their foliage are woven in shades of pink and green and white is the material used. The flowers are as wonderfully pictured as if done by the cunning brush of a flower * painter Instead of the equally wonderful weaving of the silk looms. The scarf Is two yards long and three-quarters wide, lined with

Rule of the Colonial Pump Is Here

TRIUMPHANT in the realm of footwear are the Colonial pumps, and they deserve all the admiration they have received at the hands of appreciative women. This appreciation is of a very substantial kind, since wellmade pumps bring from $6 to sll a pair. They are marvels df fit and shapeliness and comfort, and have other features to recommend them to all those who are growing more and more exacting as to their footwear. First Is their splendid style, and then their adaptability to occasions. The saihe pair of pumps, finished with a plain, dull black buckle, which does duty for the morning walk, the shopping tour and utility wear in general, by a change pf buckles,, shines otherwhere as well. Several sets of buckles to one pair of pumps help out wonderfully. Small, cut steel ones, mounted on a tiny flat bow, become the visiting gown, and for the tango tea large and somewhat showier steel buckles are appropriately adopted.

In the illustration given here one of the number (with small straps and body of the shoe in patent leather with vamp in a dull finish) shows how well two different leathers look when combined. '-his vamp is more comfortable and cooler than an all-patent-leather shoe. The management of the straps allows the proper adjustment of the shoe without too much incurving at the back. There is among the wonderful variety' of patterns in which Colonial pumps are made a shoe suited to every foot. And there Is nothing else in which the foot looks quite so attractively dressed.

Three-Piece Millinery Set

white silk crepe. Its edges are finished with hemstitching and the ends are | gathered into double tassels with double square medallions of silk braid into Which the raw ends of the scarf are thrust and sewed.

The bag is made with d circular piece of stiff canvas or buckram two inches in diameter, covered with the crepe, used for the bottom. The figured crepe is hued with the same mar terial as the scarf and*fastened into frames ( which are bought for the purpose. A big butterfly of’-embroidery and chiffon adorns one side of it, a poppy and foliage appearing on the opposite side. The bottom has two silk tassels sewed to it.

The hat has a puffed crown of the silk crepe, a turned-up brim of hemp and a coronet of jetted horsehair lace. It is decorated with a collar of pink, double-faced moire ribbon and a pair of small wings on a stem made of feathers, spangled with jet sequins. A set of this kind is very useful with the light gowns of summertime.

The good-looking and substantial boot also shown in the picture is for those who undertake all sorts of excursions in walking, mountain climbing, and traveling, or those who like a plain and substantial and altogether comfortable shoe for dally wear. It is made with kid vamp and cloth lippers, and may be had in combinations of leather. The sole is fairly heavy and has a small extension; the heel is low. In keeping with its general character the stitching of the parts together makes its only decoration. This particular shoe was designed for the miss, but it is so similar in character to the shoe for grown-ups which Answers the purposes described, that there is no apparent difference

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in them.

Flower Hint.

Sprays of flowers, with woody stems, such as roses, lilacs, etc., should have half an inch of the bark stripped off before -putting them in water. Sqppy stems, such as tulips, hyacinths,' etc., should have 1 their stems cut crosswise about half an inch. By such means the water reaches the stems more quickly and the flowe'rs will keep fresh longer.

Saves the Hands.

Dutch women have a clever schema for saving the hands when blackening the stove. ’ • Before touching the stove they lather'their hands with soap and allow the lather to dry before they begin the black&ring/process. The soap prevents the blackening from adhering to the fingers.

GOOD JOKES

AN IRONICAL SUGGESTION.

“Our country place will have to be painted,” said'Mrs. Cumrox. “Yea,” replied her husband. “And the grass will have to be mowed, and the barn needs a lot of fixing Up.” • “Yes.” " “And the plumbing is out of repair and the roof leaks. There are so many things to fee done that I think you ought to be on hand to oversee the work.” "All right.” “I hope you’re not annoyed." “Not annoyed; only puzzled. I can’t understand how I let you persuade me to name that place ‘ldle-Ease.’ ”

Rubbing It In.

“Why does that lady grin sb every time she sees you?” “She knows I’m only getting $lO a week.” ' % z “But why the grin?” "I was engaged to her once and broke it oft, and she afterward married a millionaire.” —Louisville Cou-rier-Journal.

A Great Bar.

“It is es no use bringing out that man for office. His early life would be against him.” “Why so?” “He was a messenger boy.” “What has that to do with his ct®didacy?” “The force of early habit He never could ! bring himself to run for office.”

ONCE ENOUGH.

Miss Hofaeteigh—Perhaps you won’t believe it, but. a strange than tried to kiss me once. Miss Cutting—Really! Well, he’d have been a very strange man if he’d tried to kiss you twice.

Statesman and Politician.

The statesman can explain all tricks By just a passing glance at ’em. But, owing to shrewd politics, He seldom gets a chance at ’em.

Costly Habit.

“My husband sees pink elephants when he drinks.” “Mine has a worse delusion than that. He sees green dogs. It’s very expensive, too.” “How’s that?” “Why, he goes and buys licenses for ’em.” —New York Globe.

Formalities.

“What’s the trouble about that salute?” asked the impatient warrior. “There’s a slight delay. A search is being “You haven’t mislaid 1 the cannon, have you?” “No. But we can’t find our handbook of etiquette?*' '

False Impression.

She—How can baseball men wear furs in warm-Weather when they're playing? He —Wear fur's? Of course, they don’t wear furs. That’s nonsense. She —Well, I saw in a paper describing a game that one of the players had a costly muff.

Deceitful Appearances.

Minister (calling on inmate of prison)—Remember, Mr. Kenney, that stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage. Kenney—Well, they’ve got me hypnotized, then; that’s all. —Dallas News.

Irreverence.

Were old, Beethoven here today He’d find this world exceeding rough. "Cut out the symphonies," he’d say. "Teat off some real tango stuff!”

The Wedding Present.

Young Bride (after placing the new vase aloft) —I suppose there’s no fear of it falling? Groom—You mean, no hope.—The Tatler.

Trouble Avoided.

Noah had just landed on Ararat “Fortunate!” he exclaimed. "What’s fortunate?” asked Japhet "That we got this trip over with thousands of years before there could be any mistunderstanding about canal tolls.”

A Hard One.

Critic—Why don’t you put a porous plaster on this play? Manager—What for? J Critic—lt is about the only thing which will ever make it draw.

WOULD BE USEFUL.

Wifey—l wish you would get some of those baseball players to spend the coming summer with use Hubby—What for? Wifeys—The papers say • they are “death on flies.”

Somer —> What’s the matter with Bill? Sault —He was ih a railroad accident. , Somer —Too bad. Sault —Yep. In gettng into an upper berth he slipped and stood on the face of the fellow in the lower. And the guy in the lower was a white hope.—Penn State Froth.

“Are you making much social progress?" asked-the intimate friend of a newly-rich man. “Oh, yes,” answered the millionaire. “I’ve beei playing the game for a year and I estimate that I am about six feet nearer the inner pale of society and about six miles nearer the poorhouse than I was when I started.”

“You ought to be contented and not fret for your old home,” said the mistress as she looked into the dim eyes of her young Swedish maid. “You are earning good wages, your work: is light, everyone is kind to you, and you have plenty of friends here.” t “Yas’m,” said the girl, “but it is not the place where I do be that makes me vera homesick; it is the place where I don’t be.” —Youth’s Companion.

Mother—l can’t have that young man stayingjiere so late at night. You must give him a hint of sonfe kind. Daughter (in the evening)—l am much afraid something will happen to you-on the streets at night. You must be' more careful of yourself, and not be out so late. If anything should happen . to you, I’d—l’d die! —New York Weekly.

“Say, waiter,” said the traveling man to the hotel waiter, “what kind of chicken do you call this?” “That’s a Plymouth Rock, I believe,” replied the waiter. » “I’m glad it has some claim to historic mention,” said the man. “I thought it was just an ordinary cobblestone.”

Of No Use to Him.

Coal Dealer —Why don’t you wheel the barrow along more qpickly, Pat? It’s not a very heavy job; there’s an inclined plane to relieve you.” Pat —Aye, master, the plane may be Inclined, but, hang me, if I am|— Pearson’s Weekly.

NOT VIOLA’S FAULT.

Eileen—Viola is to be married ini July. She always said she meant to be a June bridg. I wonder how iti happened she wasn’t? Eleafior—l think it was the fault of! the man, who neglected to ask her in time, - J;

Proving Her Love.

“You have squandered my' entire fortune!” “Well, before we were married you asked me if I. would love you as well, if you were poor, and I said I would, and I have made you poor to convince you I told tije truth.”

Looked Alike to Him.

Diner—l think Til try some fish toWaitress—Bluefish or whitefish, sir?! Diner—lt doesn’t matter; I’m color! blind.—Boston Transcript

An Accident.

His Status.

Locating It.

A Hint.

Historic.