Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 149, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 June 1915 — Page 2

THE ESSENTIAL "E"

By WALTER JOSEPH DELANEY.

(Copyright. I*lfi. by W. Q. Chapman ) *1 shall marry Laura Thurston just the same, unde.” "Then take your chances!” cried William Ashe wrathfully. *T cannot hinder you, but I need not help you. and I won’t! The father of that girl baffled me in a big deal. I’re hated the family since." “If you saw Laura you would cease to hate her, at least," declared Bartley Moore softly. "You've got my ultimatum,, young man—l shall disown you." •If that means that you won’t assist me financially or leave me a fortune and that,” spoke Bartley bluntly, •I shan’t complete. If it means the withdrawal of your clear advice and yonr friendship, then, uncle, I shall grieve." - But William Ashe shook his head like a rampant Hon and departed After that, whenever be came to Linden he passed by the neat little nest his nephew had built for Laura and himself with a fierce scowl on his face. He usually went on to the hotel where another nephew, Quy Wadham, put up in good style. Guy pretended to be a real estate broker. In reality he was dependent upon his uncle and his principal occupation was waiting for "that benevolent old relative to turn up his toes.” Regularly twice a year, namely, the first of May and the first of November, on his way to a stock farm further west which he owned, Mr. Ashe stopped over at Linden and stayed about two weeks. Hitherto he had been the guest of Bartley for one week and of Guy for the other. He always entered Into their business plans, left

HE Looked Blear-Eyed and Anxious.

each a goodly cash present and the event, at least to Bartley, was looked forward to as a very pleasant occasion. Laura looked serious and sad when, the first of May, Just after their marriage, Bartley saw his uncle pass by his little home in an automobile without even looking at him. Stiff and prim the old man sat up in the rear seat of the machine, his stern angry eyes fixed persistently straight ahead of him. Bartley sighed. He had heard of the ill-timed boasts of Guy that “he had got on the soft Bide of the old money maker,” and Bartley knew that Guy, with his covert sneers to graceless companions concerning his benefactor and his general dissolute career, made him unworthy of the favors Mr. Ashe bestowed upon hiip. Now the second visit of Mr. Ashe was anticipated along the last days of October. Always when the time came around Laura looked sad and worried. “It makes me feel as though I had been a hindrance to your prospects, Bartley," she said. “What! with all this happiness and prosperity surrounding us?” challenged Bartley, proud of wife, garden and his modest salary as an architectural draftsman. “Why, my dear, the world is ours!" At that same moment Guy Wadham was seated in his room at the town hotel. He looked blear-eyed and anxious as he bent over a heap of documents and account books. Guy was recovering from one of his periodical drinking bouts. A letter from his uncle had checked him up short. Mr. Ashe had written from a place called Beacon, saying that he would leave there Tuesday evening and after a brief stop at his home would come on to Linden. Therefore he might pop in on Guy at any moment. What worried Guy was that he might not have time to doctor up his accounts, so as to present the usual plausible showing of profits with which he usually succeeded in “pulling the wool over the eyes of the credulous old fellow!" “He’ll get here before I am in trim for a showdown," muttered Guy. “If lie left Beacon last night, as he wrote, I may expect him here any hour. If he stayed over there. It means twentyfour hours more of a leeway for me.” Guy wired to the hotel at Beacon where he knew his uncle usually put up TnaUng- the inquiry: “Has William tAshe left Beacon t* It was five o’clock in the afternoon when he received the following ne“He died last night" For a few minutes Guy Wadham -

wss shocked. He knew his uncle had not been In very good health for several years. This, however, was dreadfully sudden. Selfish, heartless gg he was, Guy was stunned mentally. Then he rushed down to the case of the hotel. He had refrained from drink since morning, so that should his uncle arrive unexpectedly he would not trace any sign of lkjuor. Now all care went to the winds. Of course he must go at ones to Beacon. However, no train left until seven o'clock the next morning. Aa he "fired up," a spirit of exultation possessed him. He knew that Mr. Ashe had named him in his will as a chief beneficiary- Hussa for opulence—goodby to twisting and turning to pay his debts! ?ilf seas over, Guy phoned half a n of his choicest friends. Birds feather, they speedily flocked together. "Well have one grand Jubilee,” declared Guy. “In a day or two, fellows, HI he back here with the overflowing money bags of that accommodating old fossil uncle of mine, who kicked the bucket Just at the right moment to lift me out of my money trouble ** "Good for the old codger!” roared a strident chorus and Guy joined in the toast. * Just as their Jollity was at its highest, a man poked his head in past the half-open door, unpercelved. He saw and listened, appalled. His aged face grew abashed, stern, and then furious. He left the corridor and then the hotel. • Bartley Moore and his wife were just locking up the house when there came a ring at thA door bell. As they reached the threshold a quaver* ing voice articulated: "Don’t you know me, Bartley?" “Why, it’s Uncle William!” exclaimed his nephew. “Come in. come in.” Mr. Ashe staggered into the cosy parlor and sank to a chair apparently exhausted. “Give me time,” he panted. ‘Tm crushed! That Guy!” and amid anger and indignation he gave to Bartley an intelligible clue to the situation. “This Is—Laura,” said Bartley. Uncle William arose and extended a trembling hand. His eyes fell upon that fair face and he put out both hands —pleadingly, brokenly. “I’ve come to find friends,” he said. “Am I welcome?” She kissed him in reply. She comforted him amid his troubles. Not a word against Guy Wadham —concerning him Mr. Ashe knew all. Two days of quiet peace and harmony, a stern arraignment of the ingrate Guy, who now realised that the telegram had read “died” Instead of “did.” Uncle William settled down for life with the fond and loyal friends he had so misjudged.

Gloucester Housewife.

Gloucester, Mass., is famed for its capable housewives. None of the housewives is more famous than Mrs. Norton. It was Mrs. Norton who rose early one morning and spent an hour before breakfast in washing and scrubbing an old flight of stairs in her shed, although carpenters were coming that day to tear down the stairs and build a new flight. She did not intend that those carpenters should have an oppotunity to tell their wives that any part of her house was not “as neat as Wax.” But the favorite story that Mrs. Norton’s neighbors tell relates to the coalhod. “Bsra," ceiled Mrs. Norton one day to her husband, who was out in the yard, “I want you to go down cellar and fetch up some coal! And be sure to wash your hands before you touch that coalhod!” —Youth’s Companion.

Care of Watch at Night.

The care of the watch at night or when it is not in use is an important item, concerning which the bureau of standards states: “At night, or when the watch is not in use, it is desirable to leave the watch in the same position as during the day, and preferably in some place where is will not be subject to any great temperature change. If it is desirable to leave the watch in a horizontal position during the night for the sake of compensating any considerable gaining or - losing of the watch in the pendant-up position during the day, the same precaution to avoid marked temperature changes should be observed, and the regularity with which such a change of position is carried out may be as important as regularity of winding.”

Fascinated by Model.

The weekly meeting of the Married Ladies’ Society for the Better Control and Guidance of Husbands had Just been called to order by the president. “Members will now tell their troubles, one at a time,” said the chair. A meek-looking little woman stood up in a far corner of the room. “My husband," she quavered, “is in love with his model.” The buzz of gossip suddenly ceased, and all eyes were turned upon the speaker. “But your husband is not an artist," argued the president. “He runs an~ iron foundry, doesn’t he?" "Yes’m.” said the meek lady, “but all the same he loves his model. You see, he’s a self-made man.” —London Standard.

New Remedy for Frozen Limbs.

in the French army hospitals ultras violet rays are being used in the treat' ment of frozen limbs. The results are very good, particularly where ulcers' tion has set in. In one case the pain was arrested by the ninth or tenth application of the rays and the swaU> ing subsided the following day.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, INP-

Visiting Toilette in Black and White

It would not be possible to use broad stripes of vividly contrasting colors to such good advantage as they are used here in black and white. In this sparkling and elegant combination no eccentricity of design is too audacious. An unusual gown is shown in the picture, in which the artist who designed it understood how to manage the material to the best advantage. The straight skirt is shaped to the figure at the waist by means of plaits in which the black stripe is folded over the white and tacked down to a point below the hips. The plaits are given a direction to correspond with the lines of the figure and produce a slightly flaring skirt by falling free from the hips to the hem. They are pressed down, however, so that they remain plaits, and are inclined to fall as they should with black overlapping white in the silk. This skirt is worn with a blouse of chiffon and lace, and a wide gir-

The new deeply ribbed crapes make up into the most attractive hats that have been shown for those who are in mourning. This crape is lustrous and seems more nearly transparent than Tina heretofore been put on the market In the two hats shown in the picture given here the exquisite workmanship appears which one always looks for in hats made of crape. These hats fulfill all the requirements for correct mourning millinery. They are conservative in shape, of medium size, graceful, and made entirely (both trimming and shape) of one material. Black crape is used only for mourning wear and is therefore the correct material for first mourning. It is no longer heavy, or even somber looking, as may be seen in these pictures. Both of the models are trimmed with a butterfly of crape, beautifully made over a wire form or outline. It seems appropriate that this lovely emblem of the soul should be used in this way. In making mourning millinery, neat and exact workmanship is used in fashioning the folds, tucks and cords which the best designers agree in using on this class of hats. Crape lends itself to this kind of work particularly well. No extremes of the mode are to be chosen in shapes, hut one may select white crape instead of black, or have black and white made up together.

Latest Mourning Hats of Crape

die of striped silk. A little coat effect is managed in the sleeveless bodice of silk which acknowledges the requirements of the mode in its highstanding ruff at the back of the neck, and straight-hanging fronts. These are finished with crochet balls. A novel finishing touch is noticeable in the narrow deep cuffs about the wrist that confine a portion of the chiffon sleeves. The hat and parasol are in black and white. The fiat is a shepherdess shape faced with . black satin and trimmed with a band of snowy ostrich feathers. The parasol is of white silk with figures and dots embroidered in black. Street slippers are worn with the costume, as pictured, but low black shoes with white pipings would look equally well with it. Those shown in the photograph are of white kid and black patent leather and are worn with heavy white silk hose.

Net veils with crape borders or with bindings of crape are preferred to allcrape veils for summer wear. But in any case, the veil is not featured in the latest hats and is apt to be simply a short length of crape or net falling in a box plait from the bach of the hat

JULIA BOTTOMLEY.

Fashionable Hour for Wedding. *' In the Woman’s Home Companion whlcli ip called “The Bride's Number” appears an article on wedding etiquette. The following is an extract taken from the article: “The earliest hour is eleven; high noon, followed by a wedding breakfast is the smartest Many fashionable weddings take place at four and even five in summer weather, but the evening wedding is rare. The hour of the wedding is somewhat ruled by the time-table if a wedding Journey is contemplated, but often may be arranged by staying overnight at a hotel and leaving the following day.”

Pockets Held Firmly.

When stitching pockets on aprons and shirts or any other garment that the pockets are stitched on, you will find that they will not rip off so easily if the stitching is begun about half an inch from the top and stitched upward, then turned downward. When you come to the other side stitch downward the same distance as yon stitched upward on the other side.

INTERESTING ITEMS FROM THE CITIES

Long-Buried Bucket of Gold Dug Up in Phoenix PHOENIX, ARIZ. —Guided by a map and directions given by the man who burled it deep underground many years ago, a local business man, assisted by two Mexican laborers, unearthed a bucket said to have contained between

knowing why they were making an excavation that rapidly assumed proper tlons, were given evasive answers, and after the hole had attained a depth of eight feet were given to understand that they were not needed. Boys, playing in the vicinity, were ordered away after one of the Mexicans had uncovered an old bucket, which appeared to be heavy, and which was hoisted out of the hole with some difficulty. An automobile, which had apparently been waiting in the vicinity, drove up, and without waiting to fill the excavation the men drove away. A number of people visited the excavation, which they' found to be nine feet in depth. Their examination justified the belief that the men had located an old well, which many years ago was filled up, and that the treasure, or whatever it was they secured, had been concealed there in the early days of the city. Then a young Mexican in the neighborhood, Who was a member of the party, and who evidently knew more about the affair than he cared to tell, returned with the two men who dug the hole and had it refilled. Whether the treasure was cached in the old well after a big robbery, or whether it had been hidden there by an old prospector, are among the questions being debated. One story has it that the money was the property of an old and crippled prospector, who had been taken in and eared for at the home of a Mexican in that vicinity, and that as a reward for their kindness he directed them to the place where he had, years before, hidden his fortune.

Dogs Are Made to Feel Unwelcome in New York

NEW YORK.—It is dog daze and not dog days in New York Just now, and if the enemies of the canines continue to put over “reform measures” in the same profusion as they have within the last few weeks, the lot of these

erstwhile pets will be almost unbearable. Recently dogs of every size were ordered muzzled and leashed whenever they appeared in the open, which, in addition’ to their collars and license tags, gave them considerable impedimenta to tote about. Of course, the owners of the dogs objected, and probably the animals did not welcome the innovation, but the officials of the health department stood pat, holding that canine life in a great city should be made as uncomfortable as possible.

So the stores dealing in toilet and other articles for dogs did a thriving business, and every canine appearing in the, streets was as effectually trussed up as if he had been a wild lion. ' Noting, however, that the dog owners had bowed to the mandate concerning the muzzle and leash as the best way out of a bad bargain, but had steadfastly refused to send their pets out of town, the health department cast about for some further means of handicapping the dogs. And, being more prolific with ideas to curb dogs than to stop the soft coal and the unnecessary noise nuisances, they came forward with a new list of “don ts, * which will prevent such of “man’s best friend” as live in New York from doing almost anything while in the public thoroughfares but wag their tails. That even this form of pleasurable exercise will be stopped by the board of health before it has ceased its efforts to worry the dog is a foregone conclusion. The latest order from the officials of the august body having the health of the city in its keeping Is that persons owning dogs shall not take them into any place where food of any kind Is sold. The New York dog ia certainly up against it, and his future promises to be a dog’s life Indeed.

Chicago Street Car Makes New Route for Itself

CHICAGO. —Street car No. 6042, running on the North State street line, had been downtown many times— twenty or thirty times a day for some years past It was considered a tame car, tractable, unafraid of automobiles, and

dnctor and motorman got out, looking for a switclj. There was none. Several cats piled up behind it At Clark street the car crew hunted another switch, and at La Salle street and at Fifth avenue and at Franklin street. At Franklin street there was a The car took the curve and sped on south to Randolph street. A long string of cars was in its wake. Old 6042, in a place it had never been before, remained cool and unperturbed, although it was becoming homesick. East in Randolph street it wandered until a wide open switch revealed itself at Clark street. Then up Clark street, and over the bridge to Kinzie went 6042, and over Kinzie to the good old, familiar State street pasture. The passengers, who had been wondering what was what, breathed sighs of relief. It had taken the car just 25 minutes to go from State aud Lake streets to State and Kinzie street, a matter of about three blocks.

Sneeze Bombs Halted Legislation in Harrisburg

HARRISBURG, PA—The free and continued use of "sneezing powder” and malodorous chemicals and the bombardment of members with pamphlets, books, newspapers and “spitballs” have developed as the latest and most

effective means of halting the passage of legislation of unpopular character In the Pennsylvania house of representatives. The officials of the chamber were unable to abate such performances and much important legislation as a result was delayed. * One night “shqezing powders” were scattered throughout the house and these, together with malodorous chemicals, made the Sir so bad that it was necessary to open the windows.

A number of* persons, among them women, were also forced to leave. Speaker Ambler repeatedly called the house to order and asked that the scattering of the powders be stopped. Members threw their files of legislative bills into the air and at each other. Men who tried to speak on hills were howled down. Shouts, catcalls and yells continued throughout the evening. Next day conditions were even worse. One debater who tried to make his voice heard on an important bill was utterly disregarded. When Rep* resentative Hess, who was in the chair, asked the house to “kindly be in order” he was answered with a chores of “Noes” from all over the floor. - - vr, ■-■jrz.z&r-... ... ■

$4,000 and $5,000 in gold. The digging of the treasure is vouched for by reliable witnesses. Armed with pick and shovel, and a dipping needle, the men made their appearance at the point where the Arizona Eastern track crosses Ninth avenue. Proceeding west along the right of way they finally came to a stop at a point approximately 150 feet from the crossing, where, after a careful examination by means of the needle, they began to|dig. Passersby, interested in

one that would stand without hitching. Imagine then the surprise of the 24 passengers in the car when It tossed off its nosebag, so to speak, and ran away the other afternoon. It almost got lost. Conductor 9072 and motorman 5507 saw, when the car came to State and Lake streets, that they couldn’t cross the bridge. There was some trouble there. The car grew restleßß. It wouldn’t wait. It gallqjped west in Lake street. At Dearborn street the con-