Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 192, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 August 1915 — Page 2

HAPPENINGS in the BIG CITIES

Detroit’s Crime Hound Injured by False Story

DETROIT, MlCH.—Patrolman Thomas Harper, whose police duties consist In training up Franz, the new SSOO crime hound, In the way crime hounds should go, ia pretty mad about some unfavorable publicity given his canine charges a few days ago. Some smart

tlon. "These papers go too far. They ought to be stopped. This story about Frans getting licked by an old dog, suffering from rheumatism and gout, has destroyed Franz' use in the department. Nobody pays any attention to him any more. He's practically useless. It's a pity such a report was circulated. "All this talk about the liberty of the press is all right, but 1 tell you there's such a thing as going too far. I have SSO to bet that Franz can lick Bum any time he wants to. If I hadn't called Franz off the other day he would have killed Bum. Franz is the most flghtingest dog I ever knew. It’s a shame that such stories have to be circulated about that dog." What makes Mr. Harper mad is the fact that bums who decorate the benches in the downtown parks no longer have any respect for Franz, since reading the story of his downfall at the hands of Bum. Since Franz Joined the force there have been no real criminals to pursue, but he has been practicing on the lads in the parks. They were wont to flee when they saw Franz and his trainer amble along. Now they don’t move. Instead, they sit still and make remarks not at all complimentary to Franz. The other night a vagrant railed Frans a piece of cheese. Another man laughed right in his face.

Chicago Epicures Feast and Ask No Questions

CHICAGO. —The South American anteater hangs himself on a convenient limb, and with heaven's eyes looking down into his trustful face he sleeps. The snail throws the low speed clutch in his chariot and goes his silvery

way. The parrakeet sighs on a South sea island for a sailor to come along and give him lessons in swearing, and the hyena laughs the low, mocking laugh of the villain with the girl in his power. Happy folk! But they had better have a care, or commingled in an odorous "mulligan” they may go slinking over the palates of Chicago’s supereplcures to meet the fierce pancreatic Juices of the land of the stomachache far below. For “ze epicure's palate,

eet has no eye, eet knows no country, and eet’s conscien been dead for long time," as any French chef will tell you. And the physicians and surgeons’ branch of the Chicago Athletic association prides itself on having Just that kind of a palate—speaking collectively. Its members are the cosmopolites of the banquet board. This gourmands’ society meets every Wednesday at the Chicago Athletic association, and the members take turns in playing host. The object is to provide the most daring dish. Dr. William L. Baum has so far taken the palm with a wild boar from the Mazurian lake districts. Among other dishes have been: Bear, beaver, English pheasant, wild goose, ostrich, quail, turkey, groundhog, crayfish. But this is just a starter. The feasters’ club proposes to bring every sort of edible animal, fish and fowl to its board during the years that indigestion spares the members to this world.

New York Adopts Startling Safety First Scheme

NEW YORK. —’’Safety First” is a grand motto, but sometimes it produces somewhat startling effects. Especially true is this in the well-meant efforts to persuade the public that the place to cross the street is the crossing and not in the middle of the block,

would hit the eye most effectively. It has been accomplished. Early-morning pedestrians crossing Fifth avenue and Thirty-fourth street and other places where the scheme was put into effect were startled at seeing a series of “gory footsteps” 'across all four crossings. It looked as though some band of murderers had been running a race around the four corners of the intersection of the streets. By noon the traffic policeman had explained about 500,000 times that the footprints did not mean that there had been any especially sanguinary doings thereabouts, but that the foot prints were onlv marked out in red paint to show the course which should be taken by pedestrians. Outside the path of red footprints there are lines to show where automobiles must halt and on each sidewalk opposite the crossings is the legend painted in tall, red letters, “cross here.”

Exciting Rescue of a Pig in Baltimore Harbor

BALTIMORE. —A half-grown pig, otherwise known as a shoat. a free lance on board the British steamship Astoria, which sailed from this port coal laden for Taranto, Italy, caused a considerable commotion on board the vessel

off Smith point by Jumping overboard. There was a thick tog prevailing at the time when the pig took the notion to jump overboard. The loss of the pig, in a way. was a serious one, for it meant there would be no fresh pork to serve the officers’ mess on the trip across the Atlantic. When the pig Jumped overboard there was temporary consternation on the ship. Signals were sent from the navigating bridge to the

chief engineer to stop and reverse his Engine. While that was being done a volunteer crew of seamen, undei the direction of the chief boatswain, lowered a lifeboat By that time ths vessel’s headway had been stopped. The ship was then turned around and headed directly back. After a little while the head of the porker was seen from the navigation bridge and, guided by the officers on the ship, the rescue crew soon got their boat alongside piggy and he was lifted bn board. Ihe ship was again stopped while the boat came alongside and the rescuing party with their prize were soon taken on board, after which the Astorii mormrdrd on its voyage. Piggy’s freedom was canceled and instead of ruii of the deck he was confined to his regular domicile.

reporter wrote a piece about Bum, the decrepit old favorite of central precinct. rising in his dotage, leaping on Franz and smiting him, snoot and paw. The reporter Intimated that Bum ought to be muzzled, or he would use Franz as a cereal some morning. And the editor put it right in the paper. "It’s not Bum, but the press, that ought to be muzzled," quoth Mr. Harper, his voice tremulous with indigna-

about a quarter of an inch in front of an automobile. At various danger points there have appeared whitewashed lines from curb to curb, giving the inter section of the streets an appearance somewhat reminiscent of a tennis court. These were supposed to guide pedestrians across in safety. Ths public did not respond quickly enough to this educational measure and so it has been decided to do something that

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

Little Girl’s Dress of Wash Cotton

Never have our American mills turned out so many novel and attractive cotton materials as they are making now. The demand for the best and handsomest cotton fabrics has been met at home, and the mills are establishing a prestige which they expect to maintain, even when Europe again enters the market with her products. American-made silks have formed the bulk of the silks used here, and there is no good reason why we should not produce the best of cottons in the finest of weaves. A pretty dress for a little girl from two to six years old, is shown in the picture. It is made of a strong cotton madras, having a white ground and a narrow blue stripe, which comes in many color combinations. The fabric is so desirable and stands tubbing so well that it is worth while to put good work in the dresses made of it. It is trimmed with plain blue chambray or gingham or other strong cotton, and with blue and white embroidery. The dress is in the long-waisted effect with two narrow ruffles set on to the body. The first ruffle is piped with the plain blue, and the second ruffle is set on to it. A flat plait w r ith the stripes running crosswise extends dowm the front and back to the belt

Millinery for the Late Summer

Just now, when it is late for summer and too early for autumn millinery, the buying of a hat is interesting—and distracting. But a good millinery maxim may settle one’s mind, and that is, when in doubt, choose a sailor. With this shape it is impossible to go wrong,, for they are made and trimmed in such great variety that everyone may be suited. There is a general widening of brims in the latest sailors and much efficient millinery work in finishing them. Crowns are moderate in size or small. It is to the management of trimming that one must look for originality. Corbeau or dark navy blue with white is a favorite color combination and as smart and effective as the everywhere popular black and white. For August, solid white, black and white and dark blue and white may be depended upon as authentic good style. These color combinations appear in the body of the hat or are added to all-white shapes in their trimming. Three sailors for the late summer are shown in the group pictured. At the left a wide-brimmed, hat of white satin has a white brim and dark blue crown. The brim is bordered with a wide flange of the dark blue satin. A big, spreading bow of ribbon is made of dark bine moire laid over a

of plain blue, which is in two pieces as shown in the picture. A small, round collar edged with the blue and white embroidery, and turnedback cuffs, finished in the same way, complete a little dress that is very pleasing and costs next to nothing. In it little wearers may venture into the big world looking as well dressed as it is possible to be. The “poor little rich girl” cannot have anything more tasteful or prettier.

The Zouave Bolero.

The zouave bolero is seen on many afternoon frocks. Often it is sleeveless, allowing the full transparent sleeves of the frock beneath to strike an alluring note of contrast. The zouave bolero, when it forms an attractive part of the afternoon frock, is usually carried out in taffeta, often embroidered in dull gold cordings.

The Blue Flower.

A flower. Cornflower blue, Is the corsage fad Just at the moment of writing. They’re worn with black taffeta. A bunch pinned in to the belt is right.

plain white taffeta. It consists of loops that extend far beyond the crown on which the bow is perched; they reach to the edge of the brim at the right side. A long jet pin is thrust in the bow apparently fixing it to the crown. The hat at the center is in solid white and the shape is shown in several materials, as kid, satin or straw braid. Its trimming is a band of heavy black and white striped ribbon with the simplest of bows at the front centered with a pearl buckle. Another all-white shape is trimmed with white ribbon having a wide satin border. The simple tied bow at the front is mounted on the crown, which is of the sloping variety. Long stems, a single flattened daisy in dark, rich dahlia shades, and one or two glossy leaves in dark green are laid about the brim for trimming.

JULIA BOTTOMLEY.

Large Jet Beads.

There is in many directions a pronounced vogue for large cut jet beads, many serving to finish off a decolletage, placed either in dose, serried lines, or at wide intervals, united by chains of smaller beads. Again a mass of festooned chains is slung about both corsage and skirt, while sequin net frequently figures as a slim underskirt to a full tunic of plain net.

SMILES

CITING AN EXCEPTION. “You Know,” said Parson Thirdly, “the Good Book says, ‘Whatsover ye sow, that shall ye also reap.’ ” "All of which tends to prove that even the Good Book isn't always infallible,” retorted Mr. Suburb. “Why what do you mean?” Queried the parson. "Just this,” answered Suburb, who had been doing an amateur gardener stunt. "Suppose you sow good seeds and your neighbor keeps chickens. What?” Whereupon the good man having nothing more to say, said nothing.

Stopping Him. “I shall never ask you to promise to come home early again,” she said sorrowfullly, when, he let himself in at 2 a. m. “Why not, my dear?” he inquired quietly. “It’s bad enough to be married to a nighthawk and a loafer without making a liar of you, too,” she replied, and he had no comeback.

Wit of the Force.

The policeman had a gambler by the arm and was waiting for the patrol wagon to arrive. “What are you doing?” asked a friend of the officer who happened to be passing. “I am holding a card party,” replied the cop.

Her Little Slam.

“I see that a statistician estimates there are 150,000 idiots in the United States.” “Well?” “I was just wondering who the women are who married the other 149,999.”

AT THE EMIGRANT PIER.

He —My, but that woman from Switzerland is freckled! She —Yes; sort of er —er —“dotted Swiss.” as it were.

Gentle Firmness.

Speak gently. It is better far To frame your talk that way. But always choose the words that are Just what you want to say.

Looking for More Room.

“I think,’’ said the editor, in a worried tone, “that I will drop journalism and take to astronomy.” “Why?" “Because astronomers must have more space than they know what to do with.” —Herald and Presbyter.

The Explanation.

"Why is X always regarded as an unknown quantity?” “Because in these days so few people ever see one long enough to know it.”

Art Comparisons.

“Moses was shocked to find the golden calf creating so much enthusiasm.” “Yes. With all its faults the golden calf must have been a better piece of art than the buffalo on our nickels.”

Up-to-Date Neighbor.

Mrs. Myles—ls She living in an up-to-date neighborhood? Mrs. Styles —Oh, my, yes. Why, there are twenty lap-dogs, but not a baby carriage on the block.

May Have Started Him.

“I wonder how Columbus got the idea that the world was round?” “I don’t know that there is anything remarkable about his deductions. Any man along in middle age oegins to get the idea that the world is not exactly square."

Judging From Looks.

Patience —She doesn’t look like a girl who would marry for money. Patrice —No, she doesn’t look like a girl that anyone would w T ant to marry at all.

No Duplicates.

Customer —Waiter, this is the first tender steak I’ve ever had in your shop. Waiter—My goodness! You must have got the guv’nor’s.—London TitBits.

Comparative Feats.

“Say, Jips, you ought to begin and train your muscles. I lifted a barrel on my place last week. Can you beat that?" “Oh" yes. I’ve just lifted a mortgage from mine.” '■l

A NECESSITY.

The Reform Orator —Fellow citizens, I cannot tell a lie— Voice From Rear of Hall —Then you won’t last long in politics.

A Quick Response.

Alas, to think how many fall And lay the blame on fate. Who, when they hear temptation call. Don’t even hesitate!

True Spellbinding.

“What is your idea of real political greatness?” “Well,” replied Senator Sorghum, “these days a man doesn’t seem to be considered a really great politician until he can keep a crowd interested without saying a word about politics.”

Tricks In Politics.

“I wanted to be a candidate,” declared Mrs. Wombat. “Then why didn’t you toss your hat into the ring?” inquired Mrs. Wallaby. “My milliner, it seems, was on the other side. She wouldn’t get my hat ready in time.”

Easily Explained.

"I ran across your old friend Smith the other day.” "How did it happen?” “He wouldn’t get out of the way when I blew my horn.”

No Fear.

Jock —Won’t you buy a trunk, Pat? Pat —And phwat for? Jock —Why, to hold your clothes in, of course. Pat —Phwat! And go naked? Dashed the bit!

Well Recommended.

Divorce Plaintiff (testifying)—My husband’s cruel conduct caused me to lose sixty pounds. Fat Lady (in ( audience) —I wonder if I could hire him to marry me? — Puck.

Very Particular.

“Why, my dear, how sober you look! There isn’t a single bright color about you.” “No, I thought that now James is in the diplomatic service, I had better wear neutral tints.”

Forced to It.

Friend —Still keeping bachelor’s hall? Jinks —No-o. Fact is, times got so hard that I could no longer afford to smash the dirty dishes and buy new ones. I got married.

Sartorial Note, She —Women are more resourceful than men. • He —I guess that’s right. A man has to get his clothes made to fit his shape, but a woman can get her shape made to fit her clothes.

EGGED GOING AND COMING.

Wiggs —Poverty egged him on to the stage. Waggs—Yes, and the audience egged him off.

Wouldn’t You?

How sad this good old world would be If cranks alone could run it! Forsooth, if choice were left to me, " I’m very sure I’d shun it.

The Wrong Crime.

'-‘Did you see where they arrested by mistake an operatic tenor for embezzling?” “Of course, that was a mistake. If they arrested A tenor for anything, ft should have been for uttering false notes.”

Desire Unbounded.

Recruiting Officer —You want to enlist, eh? Irish Recruit (enthusiastically)— Yes, sir—for the duration of the war, -or longer, if it lasts!- —'London Opinion.