Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 92, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 April 1915 — Page 2
HAPPENINGS in the BIG CTIES
Rich New York Sisters Who Live Like Hermits NEW TORE. —In the heart of Manhattan Island, on Fifth avenue itself, and within three blocks of Forty-second street, live three women, who, with their one slater who lives on Central Park west, are absolute mistresses of a
among landed properties In the United States. The Wendel estate, incidentally, antedates that of the Astors, as the first John Gottlieb Wendel turned from the fur trade to the acquisition of New York real estate several years before the first John Jacob Astor made a similar transition. Of the sisters, only one is married. She has no children. She is Mrs. Luther A. (Rebecca A. G. Wendel) Swope of 249 Central Park west, where she lives alone with her husband. She Is the only one of the family who ever ventures abroad among her bind The other sisters, Mary E. A., Ella E. von E. and Georgiana G. K. Wendel, still ding to the old house on the northwest corner of Thirty-ninth street and Fifth avenue, directly opposite the Union League club. The Wendel house Is a three-story brown stone front, red brick structure. It was built In 1856, and looks every year of its age. Its original cost was about 15,000, and though it stands on a lot now assessed at a value of <1,897,000 it has never been altered or renovated In the slightest degree. Up at Irvington is the Wendel country estate. For a score of years the annual migration to and from Irvington has formed the sole occasion of the public appearance of the four sisters. Every spring they, Mr. Swope and the two old servants leave the house at Thirty-ninth street and walk the three blocks up to Forty-second street and two blocks to the Grand Central terminal to take the train for Irvington. Even this brief excursion is matter for anxious preparation and is undertaken In fear and trembling.
Warning to All Flies: Keep Away From St. Louis
ST LOUIS.—The SL Louis Klll-the-Fly association Is preparing to inaugurate a campaign this spring that will, if It receives the aid of the public, make SL Louis a flyless city. Tentative plans provide for the paying of a
cash price for every fly delivered, and in addition the awarding of thousands of. prises contributed by merchants and citizens. The grand prize, to the boy or girl presenting the greatest number of flies during the scisnon, will be an automobile, according to the tentative plans. "It was last season's campaign that showed the people what could be done,” says Dr. G. A. Jordan, assistant health commissioner. "There
were fewer flies in St. Louis last year than ever, and It was the destruction of the early flies that showed what concerted action could accomplish. "What the association will accomplish this year depends entirely on how generously the public responds to our appeal for aid. Circular letters are now being sent out explaining the need for contributions. “If we should get a fund of 115,000 I feel that we can practically eliminate the fly in one season. If we get a smaller sum we will make it go just as far as it will and do just as much good as we can. “We want to get prizes, thousands of them, so that every boy or girl who enters the campaign will receive not only his pay in cash for the flies he destroys, but will receive a prise in addition that will be an incentive to put forth his best exertions.”
Savannah Man Has a Beard That Is Some Beard
SAVANNAH, GA.—-When any young man stands flat footedly on thd threshold of life and makes up hie medium-sized mind to accomplish something definite in the world, he is deserving of something. And this applies to Dr.
Then he cast about for some nifty business move. He searched through hi* pockets to find what moneys he had available, and having counted it, said: “I will grow a beard.” Today as Doctor Durham approaches you you falter between two deci B l<ms— to shoot or to run. From an upper window he resembles a blonde Niagara, from a cellar doorway he looks like the forests of Yellowstone, at an angle of 34 5-8 degrees he looks like a sight Of late Doctor Durham has taken to braiding the beard and wearing it wrapped about his waistcoat. Only twice in his life his he allowed it to fall to its full length in public; once at the Atlanta exposition in 1895 and again in 1904 at the World's Fair at St Louis. The spectators are kicking about it yet
Chicago Scientist Holds Converse With Monkeys
CIICAGO. —Monkeys have a language of their own. They express ideas. They talk so plainly that one physician in the A. T. Still Research institute, Dr. John Deason, depends upon their conversation to discover when
inoculations made in experimenting have taken effect Monkeys even have a code of honor, he says. The ringtails and the Javas talk somewhat similar languages, but to the student the difference is quite plain, the physician says. Doctor Reason spends part of each day conversing with the Rhesus monkeys used at the institute for research work. His favorite is Heinz, so named because he occupies cage 67. All monkeys are natural “bluf-
feiw.” Doctor Deason says. They will not bite as a rule, but make demonstra tiona of great ferocity to frighten their foes. ' ' “Their expressions when ill are easily understood," Doctor Deason said “They have entirely different calls for informing their mates, their children and their comrades of danger. They utter warnings with a half bark. Their love conversation is low and cooing. " “They have likes and dislikes among humans as well as among them selves. The females are fickle. They select their mates and boss the house “Monkeys have a certain code of honor. For instance,, they will never aHrrw the baMea to he imposed upon."
fortune variously estimated at from 160,000.000 to 180,000,000. And all are as remote from and alien to the life of the great city around them as they would be on a desert island in the South seas. These four women are the sisters and the heiresses of John Gottlieb Wendel, who died December 11, 1914, at Santa Monica, Cal., and whose fortune, consisting almost entirely of real estate holdings in New York city, is second only to the Astor estate
Sam Durham, the discus thrower, who lives here and who resolved 25 years ago to grow a long beard. He. too, deserves something, a shave, for instance. At the time that Doctor Durham was graduated as a physician he floundered around in a boy’s size office for three weeks without having anyone even ring his bell by mistake. “Here," he said, “this will never, and I speak with determination, do,’*
THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER.'IND.
Two of the New Trimmed Sailors
Included under the name of "sailors” there are hats so varied that they seem to embrace the majority of all hats. Every shape having a brim equally wide all around needs no other requirement it as belonging to the sailor contingent in spring millinery. The brims vary in width from a mere inch-wide strip supporting the crown to the big “cart wheel” six or more inches wide, which is the latest addition to the ranks of the sailor. Those sailors pictured in the illustration given here are medium sized and therefore generally becoming. They are sensible hats, serving the purposes of headwear, and they embody new style features which give them distinction. Two views are given of a rough straw French sailor, that is, one having the brim curved upward, all around. It is lifted -at the left side by means of a bandeau. The coarse straw of brilliant luster has been called by the uncompromisingly plain name of “barnyard” straw, also as “lemon” or "dipper” straw. It is just what its name implies—a natural straw but
Crisp Model in Shepherd’s Check
Each manufacturer of women's suits seems to have vied with the others in making snappy, serviceable designs in shepherd’s check to present at the opening of the spring season. One Is inclined to think that there is no end to the variety in checks and that the same holds true as to the variety in the suits. Among them all there is not one which is more pleasing than the simple model shown here. The style of this suit seems to suit the fabric especially well. The skirt is plain, of ankle length, and finished with a three-inch hem. It shows less flare than the majority of skirts; its lines are straight but it Is wide enough for comfort in walking. The coat, above the Waist line, is cut like a Norfolk jacket The upper part is a plain deep yoke with the box plaits set on at each side below it. The basque flares slightly and the waist line is raised toward the back. A practical pocket at each side in the coat is in keeping with the vogue for pockets. The revers are wide and notched. A smart collar and vestee of linen adds much to the crispness of the costume. The long, close-fitting coat sleeves are finished with a deep cuff. On these a covered button, made of the fabric. Is used fob decoration. These
it is most beautifully woven. The hat is trimmed with narrow faille ribbon cut in short lengths, with bias ends. A wreath is made of these lengths and they are sewed over a circular wire with each strip overlapping the preceding strip. A fan is made of overlapping strips with fine wire encased in one edge of each strip for support. This is mounted on the crown at the back. The pretty touch of flowers on the bandeau against the hair is a revival of an old, familiar and beloved method of trimming too good to be long neglected. The third picture shows a sailor of georgette crepe over a frame. It has a soft top crown. The side crown shows a flat applique of berries, little daisies and foliage. This flat pose of blossoms is repeated on the brim, where little clusters are joined by long stems. In the middle of the front a small, flat bow of velvet ribbon is posed against the crown, and at the back (pops and ends of velvet ribbon finish the trim of an unusually attractive haL
buttons appear again on the pockets. The belt is a narrow one of patent leather edged with piping of white suede. It is a noticeably good accessory. Smart cloth-topped walking shoes and a small ribbon-trimmed hat complete a street costume that will fill the consciousness of the wearer with a comfortable sense of style and fitness in her gowning.
JULIA BOTTOMLEY.
Corded Fabrics.
There Is quite a showing of corded fabrics in the spring samples. Silk poplins, failles, corded bengalines, and gabardines and other novelty cloths and corduroys are being pushed, and the old favorite, pique, is prominent among the cottons for warmer weather. A smart calling or going-away costume for a bride shown at a recent opening was a skirt and short military -coat of dove gray silk poplin, the coat being elaborately braided in gray silk cord. A tight-fitting vest .showing be-* neath the short front of the coat was of the material, running up smoothly and untrimmed save for a bow of small gray braided buttons yunning straight up the front to the top of the collar, which was relieved by a white niching underneath the chin, close about ths throat
GOOD JOKES
APPROPRIATE.
The Poet —What became of my great ode to the pumpkin? The Editor —Your ode to the pumpkin? Why, typesetter pied it.
The Benefactor.
A benefactor is that one. And I think something more. Who makes a dozen smiles to come Where just one came before.
Keeps Reminding Him.
“I’ve quit borrowing money from my wife.” "Why?” “I prefer to borrow it from my acquaintances. The missus never lets me forget it.”
A Change.
“When torture was a part or judicial process, they mangled prisoners.” “We’ve changed that. Now we only iron them."
Misunderstood.
He (nervously)—Margaret, there’s been something trembling on my lips for months and months. She—Yes, so I see; why don’t you shave it off?
Strange Result
“What they call the auto face Is a fixed stare.” “Well, what of it?” “It ought to be more of a mobile face.”
Extraordinary.
“Mrs. Twobble is a serious-minded woman.” “Indeed she is. Why, she even takes the refreshments served at a card party seriously.”
How He Escaped.
The Mate —Sirens on the port bow, sir! Ulysses —Pass ’em up! Beat it! I sight a moving-picture man hiding among the rocks.
Right on Her Job.
Huggins—They tell me Mrs. Henpeck is a neat and tidy housekeeper. Guggins—Why, yes; her husband can’t even drop a remark at home but what she picks it up immediately.
Something in a Name.
Hyker—l wonder why the game of poker is so called? Pyker—l guess it’s because a fellow •is apt to burn his fingers when he gets the wrong end of it.
The Signs.
“Did this orator ever belong to one of the national game teams?” “What makes you ask that?” “I notice he has something of a bass bawl delivery.”
PROFESSIONAL POINT.
“Why did yer send dat new member t’rough de transom to get de swag?” “Why, he used to be a baseball player.” “What has dat to do wid it?” “Why, I t’ought der wouldn’t be much trouble in him reachin’ de plate.’’ •
Underground.
Wife—You are very fussy about your food, Henry. My poor, dear, first husband used to -eat uncomplainingly everything I cooked for him. Husband —Yes, and look where he is now.
Judicious Estimate.
“Bliggins takes himself very seriously.” ’ “He’s right He has gotten himself Into so many different kinds of trouble that he is perfectly excusable for being afraid of himself." «
WASTED BID FOR SYMPATHY.
“My dear,” said Mr. Timball, impressively, “I read In this newspaper that 9 woman locked her husband out of the house because he came home late. He climbed up on the roof to sleep there and the next morning was found dead.” ' “Well?" queried Mrs. Trimball. “You’ve locked me out several times, you know.” “What if I did? You in such a condition that you couldn’t climb up on a footstool, so your story loses its point.”
Too Buoy.
“Well, you would marry her. Now you can repent at leisure.” “If I could do that I wouldn’t be kicking; but she is so doggone extravagant that I don’t have any leisure.”
Curious Formation.
"Professor, you seem interested in my jelly cake." “Yes;” said the eminent geologist, “you seldom see such regular and sharply defined strata."
"I wouldn’t care to be a window dresser for all the money there might be in it.” "Why not?” “There is too much pane about it.”
An Unmistakable Sign.
Rosalind—Has Smithers much of an income? Orlando—Must have. He courted his wife for six years before he married her. —Judge.
With Reason.
"I hate to see that fellow across the street come along. He always gets on my nerves.” “Who is he?” “My dentist.”
NOT MUCH SHOW.
He —Don’t you think we could be happy on S2O per week? She—Well, I couldn’t be happy with my first husband on S3O.
'Twas Ever Thus.
You cannot satisfy some men, No matter how you try; Give them the bread they ask for And they will kick for pie.
His Undying Love.
Mrs. Exe —Has your husband’s love grown cold? Mrs. Wye—Oh, no; he loves himself just as much now as he did when we were married ten years ago.
The Latest Thing.
"Now, this one is'stuffed with'antiseptic sawdust and dressed in thoroughly sterilized clothes.” “I see. A eugenic doll baby.”—Puck.
Customer (to druggist)—The label on this bottle isn’t right. Druggist—Why not? It says “One j teaspoonful as required. Shake before taking.*' Customer —It should read, “Take before shaking.” This medicine is for chills, isn’t it?
“How funny the old-fashioned dances would seem now.” “Yet there was a time when we thought the Virginia step the reel thing.”
The Contingency.
“You should be careful what you say. Often you may have to eat your words.” 'Then I’ll be careful to use only honeyed words.”
A Paradoxical Position.
'1 see where the British have captured a forest in France from the Germans.” * “Yes,. but they’re not out of the woods.”
Same Thing.
Doctor —You see. when we put a patient under an anesthetic he doesn’t know what he Is doing. Now. do you understand it? ,New Assistant—Sure. Yes put him on the same level as the doctor. — Puck. ' .„
Had Him Guessing.
“Pardon me, eld man, but people are wondering bow you can afford to buy your wife the clothes she selects.” “I don’t blame ’em. I wonder au-
Very Much.
Slight Error.
The Change.
