Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 100, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 April 1915 — Page 3

Look Out for Motor Car Gyps When in New York NEW YORK. —When in New York look out for the gyps. Don’t know what a gyp is? Well, you don’t have to fear them unless you attempt to purchase a second-band automobile. Then watch your step. The gyps are the

vintage of 1911 in the hands of a dealer. “How much?” he asks. “I’ll sell for $650,” but after a good bit of dickering the dealer makes it SSOO. "I think it'll just suit a friend of mine,” says Mr. Oyp. Looking over the classified newspaper ads the next day we see: “Private party compelled to sell his car (1914), cost $4,000, for $1,000; all equipment; Just like new. See Gyp, Hotel Pluto.” “Must be all right If he lives in that hotel,” the bargain hunter argues. He finds the gyp in a low-priced hotel room. "Oh, yes,” says the gyp. “I have to give up* my car. I’m funny about such things—always wanting a new car. My chauffeur keeps them in perfect condition, but I have to get a new. one every spring.” And so on and so forth. Gyps often hire private garages or stables in the districts inhabitated by the wealthy. It is known that a gyp has gone as far as Plainfield, N. J., in hiring a private garage to give an air of genuineness to the claim of a private sale. As to “doping" them, graphite mixed with cedar sawdust is used to tame the worn gears In a transmission or differential, while a very heavy lubricating oil or a mixture containing wax will fill the spaces between piston and cylinder and bring compression almost up to normal.

Ghost Invites New Orleans Girl to Dance Minuet

NEW ORLEANS. —Legends like the fragrance of lavender bang about'the old buildings in Chartres street. Tenement houses now, in the old days they were the abodes of cavaliers and fair ladies. Even now when the lights

are out and the neighborhood is dark swords and silks swirl in ghostly sarabands as the dwellers of other days come back and take possession for the night of their former abodes. At least that is one of the legends, and the imaginative of the neighborhood will vouch for .its authenticity. Miss Lucile Lacoste, since she was, a little girl, has lived in one of these “haunted” tenements. She and her mother have a dingy little room, and oftentimes the girl would waken

her mother and bid her hearken to the gallants and their ladies as they danced the olden dances on the vacant floors below. Lately she had become imbued with the Idea that one of the cavaliers ‘nightly sought her for a partner in a minuet. The Idea of the phantom follower grew and grew until the girl could stand it no longer, and she decided to kill herself and to seek release from the “ghost” which followed her so relentlessly. Away from the city, in the swamps back of Port Chalmette, the girl poised on the railing of a bridge over a deep ravine}. She was ready to hurl herself over when she was discovered by Sheriff Fred Hahn of St. Bernard. She jumped into the water as Hahn rughed to the rescue. Hahn followed. In the water there was a struggle, the girl fighting to die, but at last she was pulled to the bank.

Chicago Con Man Tried the Wrong Old Gentleman

CHICAGO. —An old man whose thick-lens spectacles framed a pair of faded, mild, benevolent blue eyes, walked slowly down North Clark street. At Austin avenue a young man, whose predominant points were razor-creased

Ing to town tomorrow and I haven’t even got enough money left to get my trunks. There’s $19.75 charges against ’em, and if I had S2O I’d be all right. You let me take that S2O and I’ll let you keefc my S3OO stickpin.” “Did ye ever tear of a teller called Long John Wentworth?” the old man asked, irrelevantly. “He \3as mayor of Chicago in Civil war days. Don’t suppose you know who John Turtle was? Turtle was John Wentworth’s chief of police. Robert Kenney was John Turtle’s chief of detectives. Getting old now, Kenny is, but there isn’t a speck of hayseed in his hair. Ain’t made an arrest since'before you were born —but no telling when he’ll start. That’s all. Now, about that S2O and and the S3OO stickpin and the pickpockets and those trunks of yours?” 1 The young man disappeared, racing around the corner at Vanderbilt cup speed.

"Perfect" Babies in Los Angeles Are Betrothed

LOS ANGELES. —A perfect baby boy and a perfect baby girl have been’dedicated to each other by their mothers in the hope that in the coining years love, guided by maternal hands, may lead to an eugenic marriage. The 100*

point children who are unconsciously facing a made-to-order romance are William Charles Flynn, thirty-seven months old, and Alene Calvert Houck, seventeen months old. After the babies emerged from a baby congress, each with a “perfection tag,” their mothers held a conference. Three times before the children have won first prizes in the same baby show. The boy is the winner of fourteen first prizes and the irirl of six. The mothers are con-

vinced tbaffate has thrown their children together great purpose, but they have agreed that they will not resort to any form of coercion in shaping the futures of their children. V Alene has not been walking as long as her possible future admirer. It will be strange if, in time, William does not become interested in Alene’s violet eyes. She has naturally long lashes, which are always a great aid. Her mother thinks that the violet eyes may have a tendency to perfect the ppsent pi«n« William has brown curls—natural curls, the kind thgt have charmed feminine eyes in an ages. J.

IN THE CITIES

direct descendants of the old-time horse traders. The motor car gyp can accomplish temporary miracles. Under his deft fingers worn down cylinders and pistons are suddenly brought together and compression seems nearly perfect. Gears that have shrieked and rattled begin to purr like a well-fed cat and the victim gets a “demonstrar tion” that is highly satisfactory. A gyp gees, for instance, a fairly good-looking touring car of the

trousers, cloth-topped shoes, and gleaming singe nails, stopped him. “Uncle John!” he cried. “Gee, I’m glad to see you!" The old man looked puzzled. “Nope; not Uncle John,” he corrected, gently. “Uncle Bob. Guess mebbe you madie a mistake, sonny.” “If you ain’t my Uncle John Wilkins from Indiana I certainly did make a mistake. I just got off a train from the West and found someone had picked my pocket. Wife’s com-

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

One may see in this group of sailors the progression in width of brim as the style becomes more summery in composition and suggestion. Under this title of sailors, it seems, about seventenths of the season’s shapes may be classed. A flat brim of uniform width leaves us in no doubt, but then there are rolling brimmed sailors, too. But these sailors shown in th/e picture are selections to which the milliner points with a pride that is well justified — while she turns her attention to making new ones with increasing width of brim with which to greet the advancing summer. At the right a pretty hemp hat is pictured. It is a soft-appearing, pressed shape with slightly indented crown, in battleship gray. Two bands of velvet ribbon, unequal in width, in a fairly strong blue color, encircle the crown. Four ornaments are set over these bands. They are made of suede kid stretched over a supporting foundation. The kid is in the cglor of the hat and forms a background for a spi-der-web design in needlework wrought in blue of a silk fiber used in millinery. Coral beads are added to this to make the attractive and substantial-looking ornament. At the upper left a beautifully woven Chinese straw hat in the natural straw color allows the use of narrow brown faille ribbon in a unique trimming. Short lengths of the ribbon are thrust through spaces between the straws of which the shape is made. Cherries are set in a close row about

Usefulness of Separate Collars

Aside from their office of furnishing a decorative finishing touch of daintiness to the apparel, collars are to be considered from other points of view, for this season, at least. With the new blouses made with high or convertible collar* attached, some means must be devised to keep the neck and upper part of the back from becoming too quickly soiled. Wash silk and the various silk crepes stand tubbing as well as other fabrics, but it is hardly "worth while to overdo it by washing the entire blouse because the collar or shoulders at the back have become soiled with a single day’s wear.-. The separate collar of lace or embroidered batiste is at hand, in inexhaustible varied of styles and patterns, to be worn with all sorts of blouses. That portion which slips under the blouse protects it from perspiration, and the collar lies over the collar of the blouse and keeps it clean. Another office of the separate collar lies in its provision of a touch of white, or cream color on the blouses and dresses of dark colors. Here it is always good, and no qpe —unless it is the palest of blondes —can afford to dispense with white, or a pale tint, next the lace. Two collar designs are shown in the picture. One of them is a wired ruff of lace, sewed to a small cape of mull which lies under the blouse. The visible portion of the other is of daintily embroidered batiste, and contrives to be high at the back, lower at the sides

Group of Approved Sailors

the base of the crown and the ribbon terminates in clipped ends on the brim. The third sailor is a fine milan in sand color with big daisies and shaded blue forget-me-nots set close against the side crown. These (and all the crown) are veiled with malines in the color of the shape stretched over them. Narrow velvet ribbon in blue, made into sqgall, flat bows with triple ends, extends about the crown in a band with bows posed flat on the brim.

In Girdle Effects.

The narrow ribbons, usually of velvet, or with crosswise cord, or in rather heavy grosgrain with a picot edge, are sometimes drawn around the waist and knotted in a little bow and short ends, or in long loops and very long ends in the back; but they are more often used to finish or trim some other girdle arrangement, or to give the effect of girdle lines without the reality.

Warm Evening Wraps.

Evening wraps are very cozy this winter,, for so many ordinarily wealthy people are notv reduced in income and are traveling by the ’bus or subway, denying themselves the luxury of a taxi, except on wet nights.A new and charming idea for an evening wrap is a long cloak of radium blue ripple pony cloth, set in gathers on a capelike fur yoke that fits well and closely over the shoulders.

and altogether absent at the front, where the throat Is uncovered. Many of the new silk blouses are designed ( with special reference to these separate collars —or, in other words, a separate collar is a part of the design, and one of them goes with the blouse, while extra collars are te be added when they are needed.

JULIA BOTTOMLEY.

Hints on Decoration.

It Is very easy to spoil a room by choosing the wrong fabric. The delicate outlines of Chippendale chairs and sofas demand an Inconspicuous upholstering, and the material should .at least suggest silk. Armuren and other small patterned silks are the best choice, and the material may well be fine, as the quantity needed is so small. Never obscure the beautiful back of a Chippendale chair or sofa with any sort of a cushion. The canework of a good piece is as Interesting as carving. The same thing applies to Jacobean pieces.

Gloves of the Moment.

White and black gloves are tbs gloves 'of the moment, and the two tones are combined in dosens of ways. One combination that is striking Is this: A white dressed,kid glove, with 'black stitching around the edges of the fingers, heavy black embroidery on the back# and wide black strays across the inside of the wrists.

SMILES

A LONG WAY AHEAD.

She —Papa wants me to wait until I am thirty before I get married. He —If you’re like most girls, you will never admit you’re thirty.

Better Late Than Never.

"I don’t believe in early weddings,” Her mother said: “it’s all too soon.” *Tm quite agreed.” her daughter answered; "I’m willing to wed at noon.”

Warned Him.

Bank Teller —This check 1b all right, but you must be introduced. Can you bring in your husband? Woman —Who, Jack? Why, if Jack thought you wanted an introduction to me he’d knock your block off!

Didn’t Claim to Have.

Angry Employer—Do you mean to contradict me? You haven’t as much sense as a donkey. Clerk —No, sir; I don’t pretend to set my opinion up against yours.

Amiable Surmise.

Mrs. Gaddy—What is that queer noise like a rattle in the room? Visiting Cherub (hopefully)—Maybe it’s the skeleton ma says you have in your closet.

What One Farmer Wanted.

Farmer —Want a job, eh? Do you understand farming? Applicant—Thoroughly, sir. Farmer —You wouldn’t do. I want a man who is enthusiastic about it.

A Trifle Peevish.

“That broth of mine must be good,” said the querulous patient. “Why?” “I notice that six different nurses have had a sip of it."

The Remembered Lure.

White —What made Jim Wallstreet rush abroad to fight in the war! Knight—Somebody told him machine guns in action sounded like a gigantic stock ticker. —Puck.

Its Kind.

"That was a very affectionate sort of sail we took this afternoon." "How affectionate?” "All the way the boat was hugging the shore.”

Corporate Confidence.

“Don’t you feel frightened in this tunnel?" “Why no. The company got us in this hole, and, as I look at it, they are bound to see us through."

The Beneficiary.

“Does Doctor Pillers enjoy a large practice?” . “No. He has to work so hard he doesn’t have time to enjoy anything, but Mrs. Pillers eqjoys it."

WANTED TO KNOW.

She —Papa sayß if I will remain single. I can have everything my heart desires. He —But what if your heart desires a husband? Cin you have that, too?

More or Less Important.

“Can I get off today, boss?" "What for?" “a 1 weddin’.” “Do you have to go?" "I’d like to, sir—Tm the bridegroom."—Cornell Widow.

Clever Deduction.

“Does Wombat own*, or rent his fcouse?” r “Rents it.” “How do you know?” "I know, all right He scratches matches on the paint”

HAD A REASON.

We have just heard about » Lakewood lady who advertised for a girl to do general housework and got a jewel of a personal reply. The young woman who answered the ad was strong, capable, intelligent, neat and possessed of training for the position. “You’ll do!” cried the lady of the house, happily. “Now let’s see your references." “Ay ent got no reffrensus, mum,” •confessed Hilda. “Ay ban tore, ’em up." "What? Tore them up? Why, you must have been mad!” "Ay was, ven ay saw ’em. Dot's vy ay ban tore ’em up!”

The Final Precaution.

“You treated the accusations with silent contempt, of course?" "I did.’’ "And then with haughty indifference?” "Yes.” "Then you laughed them to scorn?” "Certainly." “And finally repelled them with just indignation?” "Exactly." "Then, you’d better see a good criminal lawyer next”

Modified.

"I’m a glutton for work V’ boasted the man. But his wife overheard him and asked him to split some wood. “Er —I mean an epicure!” the man hastened to correct himself. —Puck.

Dangerous Proceeding.

"Where is that fellow Gunn you had around here?” “I fired him." "I should think ytra would have been afraid he would kick."

BUT NOT CALLING MAYHAP.

Big Sister—Fred says if I don't keep you out of the room when he calls he will stop calling. Willie— Well, sis, dey’s others, yon know.

Premature Joy.

He popped: the maiden answered, “Yes”— With Joy he thought he'd smother; But she’d not finished: "Yes-terdajr I said ‘Yes’ to another."

Old Enough for It.

“Sir, I wish to inform you I am an active worker in an anticosmetio movement.” “Well, aunty, I must say you look the part.” * ..

Their Attribute.

“There is a trio‘of English authors who certainly ought to be full of animal magnetism.” “Who are they?” "Lamb, Hogg and Bacon.”

Effect of Variety.

‘Why is it, do yon suppose, that the course of true love never runs smooth?” “For the same reason, I guess, that life is not always a grand sweet song. If we didn’t get a few bumps occasionally we wouldn't appreciate a level stretch in the road."

A Suffering Case.

“Those detectives have just arrested an osteopath as a felon.” “That must have been a painful duty." “Why painful?” “Didn’t it give them a felon on their hands?”

Shame on You, Paw.

Little Lemuel—Say, paw, what’a the good of war, anyway? Paw—Well, son, it takes a lot of brass bands to the frpnt.

Homely Girl.

“Glasses Improve Maud's looks a good deal.” "Naturally; |hey conceal part of her face.”

The Objection.

Motorist—The streets would he simply ideal for us if it were not for oa< thing. Friend—What is It? Motorist—People will persist la walking on them.

One Mitigation.

She—When women vote, I suppose the electioneering ones win, like the English beauty, be offering kisses for votea He—Then I hope they’ll be repea* era.