Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 185, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 August 1914 — Page 2

INTERESTING ITEMS FROM THE CITIES

Girl Became a .Burglar on Her Brother’s Dare

D J BJTROIT, MICH. —Mary is only nine years old, but already there haye developed in her little head certain definite ideas regarding feminine -rights and privileges. It was these ideas, brought out by a practical demonstration,

"I’m going over and rob the house next-door. I’m going to be a burglar, but you girls can’t be burglars. You’ve got to stay home,” If girls couldn’t be burglars, Mary would have to become a boy, for she Insisted that she held the same rights; She hurried into the house and donned her brother’s best suit. “Now I can be a burglar," she told her brother, when she joined him a few minutes later. “And I can be a better burglar than you can. I ain’t ■cared of the policemen. Come on and I’ll show you I-ain’t scared." Together the two youngsters crawled through thfe hole In the. back fence and sneaked up to the house next door. A window opening into the coal bin In the cellar was found unlocked, and the pair squeezed through the opening, covering themselves from head to foot with coal dust. Clambering up the cellar Btairs into the kitchen they found no one in the house, and for the - next half hour they busied themselves collecting quantities of Jam, cookies, silverware and kitchen utensils. ' They toted their booty downstairs to the cellar window and escaped, but the next day the cruel hand of the law scattered all their youthful visions.”

Why a Pet “Biddie” Cost Its Owner a $25 Fine

KANSAS CITY, MO.—Sunday. Time to dig in the garden. Emerged from the back door of his home at 1400 Hardesty avenue, Prank J. Letellier, plasterer. Embryo weeds were wafted to weed heaven in short order. Letel-

lier leaned on his hoe to contemplate and admire. “Peck-peck-peck." He Jumped In surprise, then looked down. A scrawny chicken was Investigating the soil dinging to his shoe. “Shoo," commanded Letellier. But the chicken wouldn’t shoo. < • Letellier looked back through his well-ordered garden. A trail of depredation, scraggly, Irregular, leading back to a hole underneath the high" board fence separating his from a

neighbor’s. back yard, showed what way the chicken had come. He decided the necessity was for action, not words. So he and the chicken, pursued and pursuer, put action In the film. They also put holes in the garden. Then Letellier captured his quarry. A heave, and the chicken went over the fence. “Sa-ay," spluttered R. H. Mock, the neighbor, clambering up the fence the next moment “Keep your chickens at home,” cald Letellier truculently. “That’s my pet hen. She landed on my face, me a slttln’ here and readin’ the paper," Mock returned. - Then backyard compliments were bandied. ' Mock dropped back elf the fence. He reappeared, clasping an ax, and vaulted over into Letellier’s yard. Letellier beat retreat but the ax was thrown, smiting a belated heel as be vanished through the kitchen door. Came plater G. W. Couch, summoned policeman, who raised the siege, Mock having camped in the Letellier yard. In the South side polled court Mock was fined $25.

Bey Bets New “Front” to Help in Finding a Job

CHICAGO. —Assistant United States Attorney Stansbury had deferred business long enough to feed some pigeons on the ledge of his office window the other day at the Federal building. He was Interrupted by a small boy,

Judge Anderson, in the United States District court, had ordered him to report to Mr. Stansbury on the first Monday of every month. . “You look tired, Johnny. Sit down and tell me all about it," said the lawyer. “Well, there isn’t much,” said the boy. “I been huntin' a job, but I didn't have any luck." “Why?" ‘7 dunno. Men Just look up at me and say, ‘the job’s 4*hen.’ ” “Maybe it’s your clothes. Stand up. Let’s see how you look. You know, a whole lot depends on the ‘front’ you present" “Johnny" stood up. His tattered clothes explained his failure. “Well, no wonder," said the lawyer. “Now you an’ I’ll go out and see If we can’t fix things up.” Stansbury left word he would be back in an hour. The lawyer and the boy went to a State street store. There “Johnny" was fitted out with clothing from head to foot.

Highwayman Sympathized With a Victim of Corns

LOS ANGELES, CAL.—Probably the highwayman had corns, too. He was Out skirmishing for prey the other night, when he met up with Joseph Kirkham. No. 4415 Pasadena aVenue. Homeward bound was Mr. Kirkham,

and he was walking along Aliso street, near Aliso place, very sore of foot, because a peevish and snarling com on the little toe of his right foot was putting him to great distress. The day had been warm, Mr. Kirkham’s shoes had tried to withdraw some of their surface from the heat, and the contraction set the corn into a rage. Under his breath he was protesting emphatically, when the highwaysum stepped out and Interrupted his progress. Then he forgot to limp.

His com suddenly grew painless. Th§ usual amenities of such an occurrence were observed. Mr. Klrkbam’s hands went into the air. Mr. Kirkham'a pockets were made to yield their treasure. It amounted to but 45 cents. *Ts all the money you have?" asked the unknown. "It is/’-quavered Mr. Kirkham. The highwayman grunted. Then he looked coldly at Mr. Kirkham. ‘‘Did you limp when you walked?" he asked. "Yes, sir,” said Mr. Kirkham, believing in the efficacy of politeness. "Tee, sir, I have a corn." __ “You poor devil," the highwayman sympathized, “so haw I. Here's a nickel so you can ride home." \ And as the highwayman walked off Mr. Kirkham noticed that he favored his left foot "A com probably,” he mused, and then his own com set up Us •Che, and he hurried thankfully tp the car line. r . 'v ■ ;

that landed Mary and her eleven-year-old brother, Frank, in Juvenile court the other day. Mary was playing with her brother and several other boys when they informed her she couldn’t play with them, “ ’cause she’s a girl, and girls are ‘fraidy cats.’ ” This hurt Mary, and after dinner she insisted with her brother that she was as good as he was and that she could do anything that he could. “No, yob can’t," replied Frank.

who walked into his office unannounced. The boy’s clothes were ragged. But his hands and face showed from a recent scrubbing, and his hair was “plastered down.” * “I’m John Pine, Mr. Stansbury. I’ve come to report,” he said. f Stansbury remembered that he had prosecuted Johnny Pine two weeks before, after the sixteen-year-old boy's hunger had prompted him to steal a ham from a refrigerator car.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

Taffeta Afternoon Dress to Cost Ten Dollars

ALONG with the flowers, the summer girl is glotlfyipg the earth with beauty. More marvelous than all of them, and ever changing, she blossoms out in all the lovely conceits that have been invented for her. And each girl, taking her cue from the laßt word in styles, tells her own story of the mode. Wise young heads plan to reveal a beauty of neck or arm, or to conceal a little defect. The result is that fashions are spiced with much variety.

One of the numberless afternoon gowns of taffeta, in which the design is suited to the fabric and could hardly be carried out in any other, is shown here. The very short sleeves and "V” shaped neck are pretty for either the plump or-moderately slender girl. But the bodice gathered in oyer the shoulder provides a fulness that is suited to the slender girl, and should be dispensed with for heavier figures.

The skirt is straight and moderately full. Two shaped ruffles at the waist line and about the hips make a short tunic effect. This is adapted to a slender figure. A tunic cut to fit smoothly about the hips and without fulness is much better for any other. Guimpes of lace, with round or high neck, and undersleeves of lace or net, -are made to be worn with gowns of

Ribbon Hats of Black Moire

SOMETHING quite novel In Jiats bids for the attention of those who find themselves in need of late Bummer headwear. Hats made entirely of ribbon, and trimmed with it, are demonstrating how cleverly designers take advantage of a special kind of fabric and use it in a new way to anticipate a late-season want. . The special fabric, in this instance, i»> moire ribben of a very high lußter, With the beautiful markings that distinguish it from other' weaves strongly defined. It Is used to cover the body of the hats and-to form wiugß, bows and "ears” or other ornaments with which the oovered hats are adorned. - * ■ The purchaser of late-season millinery chooses either a hat thatjs manufactured for wear during a brief period, when all white or white and black indicate the dog days, *• a hat that belongs to no particular season. Such a hat may be expected to prove useful for fall up to the time that the snow flies and to come in handy when there is a doubt as to what will suit the weather. ' The three ball of black moire shoWu

this description. The addition of these accessories make it possible to wear this dress on the street. The girdle of handsome brocaded ribbon gives opportunity for an individual taste in the selection of colors, and is a touch of light and splendor needed in a design so noticeably simple. Two-toned or changeable taffetas, and the fashionable plain colors look well made in this and similar styles. The design is so simple that it hard-’ ly requires a pattern \o follow it. The home dressmaker can hardly fail to be satisfied with a pretty dress which makes so few demands upon her ingenuity.

The all-round usefulness of taffeta for afternoon and evening wear has given it pre-emineiice this season. Besides, if is Inexpensive. In the 36inch width a good quality sells at about a dollar and a half a yard. The allowance for a* dress is not often more than five yards, so that one may manage to provide material for It, and also enough ribbon for the git* die, net for the guimpe and sleeves and the few necessary findings for making, without exceeding the purchasing power of a ten-dollar bill. It is in being able to make things at home that chances lie for excellent dressing oh a modest allowance of money.

here belong to the latter class. They are suited to fall as well as to summer. An all black hat "comes in handy” so often that it ought to form a part of every woman's outfitting in millinery. , c . The shapes are'moderate in size and of light weight buckrain. Except for some plain satin used for facing underbrims and covering coronets no other material than moire (In either wide or narrow ribbon) is used. A millinery paste or glne is used In covering the “ears,” wings, buckles, ett., and .in applying the ribbon to the shape, if it is to be flat to the buckram. This is the work'of'a professional milliner and can hardly be done by the amateur. Where the ribbon is laid on the shape in plaitiags or ruffles the needle and thread do the work and such hats are not too difficult for the home milliner. The largest of thte three hats pictured here is made over a frame which extends over the face and turns on In the back.» It is oovered with plain messallne satin. The brim edge is finished with a binding. l JULIA BOTTOMLSY.

GÒD JOKES

BROTHER NOT IN THE SAME FIX. “Why do you object to vaccination?" asked the busy magistrate sharply of the applicant for an exemption, certificate. jv -5 “It’s a matter of conscience, sir,” was the reply. At that clerk whispered to the great man on the bench. “Ah!” said his worship. “I am informed that you have a brother in •the police force. Now does he object to having his children vaccinated?” “No, sir.”/ m “Very well; if vaccination is not against your brother’s conscience why should it be against yours?” “Well, you see, sir, it doesn’t exactly follow. Bill, as you’re talking about, has got neither children nor confidence.” ~~ He got his certificate. —New York Globe.

He Had Feared It.

Fanner Hornihand drove up for his first visit to his son and new daughter-in-law in town. I

As he was'about to dismount from the wagon, he noticed a sign fastened to a little tree-box in front of their residence:; - * “Don’t Hitch Here.”

“Too dum bad,” he murmured. “I al'ays knowed they wouldn’t git t al6ng good, but mother’ll be awful beat out when I tell her they’re advertisin’ it!"

The Village Fire.

"How was it you allowed the fire to get such a hold on the place? You’ve got a good engine, haven’t your’ “Yes, but it’s fire since it came, and the hose was so wrapped up in wreaths from being used to decorate the streets that we couldn’t get the water through."—Fllegende Blaetter.

A HIGH DEGREE.

“My ancestors came over in the Mayflower.” “That’s my father descended from an aeroplane.” %

Her Telltale Lips.

“You have been kißsing another man.” “You have no rights to say that," declared the girl. , “Then I withdraw it. But I preferred to believe that rather than to think you had been chewing tobacco.”

Applause.

“Your boy is strong for athletics.” “Yes. And. 1 don’t know that I blame him. He has written some first rate essays. -But not one of them created anything like the enthusiasm that greeted him One day when he made a successful slide to second base."

Usual Method.

' "What political party do you belong tur “The Wistful Wildcat party." “But I never heard of It.” "No. It’s a recent creation. None of the other parties suited me, so I started one of my own.”

None Whatever.

"Pa, doesn't precipitation mean the jaws, as settling?” "It does in chemistry, my son; but in business you’ll find that many persons In settling don’t show any precipitation at all.’’—Boston Evening Transcript

Fooling the Cook.

“Why do you quarrel with your husband so these days? Have you ceased to love him?” “No; but the cook enjoys it She lingers with us hoping to see a fight” • -IWI .l»w

Didn’t Like That Kind.

Elsie —We had shortcake for supper at our home last night. Bobby—We bad short cake too —it was too short to go round, so I didn't get any.—Boston Transcript

Cross-Eyed.

Silas —Can’t understand why BUI Hardrow doesn't have better luck fishlag. He keeps his eye always on the eork.' Hen —Yea, but the cork is always In the bottle. -

His Name.

“Whut you done name dat mule?” "Senator.” "Whut fohr ’ ’Cause you kin abuse him all you want to, but it ain’t gwinter met him hurry.”

Dinks —Hello, old than, I hear yott have had some reverses —dver your ears in debt, .they tell me. Winks—Yes; it might be worse. Suppose I had ears like yours? ' .. —.i ■ '*♦— ■ . r Belf-ConscioKness. An egotistical man who believe® himself the center, the object and the cause of everything that exists and everything that takes place, said tohis friend one day: “It Is only to me that such misfor* tunes happen." “What,” asked the friend, “le the, matter?” “Don’t you see that it is raining?" 1 he answered.—New York Globe. *

“Look here,” yelled the customer, "didn’t you tell me it would be saf® for me to carry those six dozen eggs> home in my suitcase?" "I did," replied the produce man. “Well, look at this mess,” yelled th» customer. "Every dingbatted one of them is busted.” “Well," replied the produce man, "you must have forgotten to boil them.”—Cincinnati Enquirer.

"Why did you divorce your first husband?" “Me did not remain around homeenough." ' “And your second?" “He remained at home too much?” “But I should not think that would be an objection." “But he wants me to remain at horn* also.”

How Coldboy Managed.

“Did Coldboy get much water in hi* cellar.during the flood?" "Yes, but it didn’t bother him long.” 1 “How so?” “He just went down in the basement, looked at the water through hi* .monocle and told the workmen to saw It up and carry it out"

Time Enough.

* "Do you think a man ought to tell his wife all about his business," said the serious youth. "Not always," replied Miss Cayenne. "In some instances it is time enough for a woman to worry when her husband is called on to testify in an investigation." ...

A Power for Good.

"Do you believe the world is growing better?" an acquaintance askqd Dr. Scadsworthy. “Well,” answered that eminent reformer, complacently, “it has improved considerably since I have been president of the Uplifters’ League."—-Baity more S^n.

A GREAT SCHEME.

The Farmer—You see, In the summer the chickens come in my yard every day and dig up my fresh-made beds City Boarder—Why don’t you buy some folding-beds? Then they eould close ’em up during the day.

Romance.

Cab Reporter—Here’s a good story.i City Editor—What is it aU about? j “The leading -lady of a movlng-plo-ture company ran away with the comedian.” > “Give It half a column and make the heading, ’Romance In Reel Life.’ ” <

A Contingent Proposition.

"What’s that new structure you have put up on the hill there?” don't. It's a barn.”

RESENTMENT.

His Mistake.

Unreasonable.