Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 22, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 January 1916 — Page 2

INTERESTING ITEMS FROM THE CITIES

New Yorkers Now Eat Flesh of the Noble Horse V. A ~ —7- —; ■ ■ , - ' ■ ”*“ *■ t ’ > NEW YORK. —On New Year’s day New York city started in to consume the meat of the noble horse. Undoubtedly most New Yorkers will eat horsemeat this year without knowing it, as butchered horses are uniformly old, decrepit and tough and so suit-

to tuberculosis than is the cow. Any ailment, like glanders, a horse may have, is rendered harmless when the meat is cooked. The horse is more careful In Its eating and drinking than cattle are. Not many people can be found up and down Broadway who are enthsiastic about the new cheap meat. "We'll be eating ‘long pig’ said one hotel manager. For those who aren’t acquainted with “long pig,” even by name, it must be explained that this term describes the delicacy indulged in by Congo soldiers after a successful encounter wjth a well-conditioned band of their enemy. Down at Washington market a butcher was found who, 25 years ago In Germany, handled horse meat, both in the slaughter house and over the counter. He said: “I doubt very much whether New Yorkers will find the substitution of horseflesh for beef an economical change. A quarter of a century ago horses were so cheap in Germany that their carcasses could be converted into an article of food within readh of the poorest, but the American horse is now so valuable commercially that it would not pay to slaughter him.

Slavs of Brooklyn Have No Fear of Dyspepsia

BROOKLYN. —You will scarcely find a more picturesque sight in all of Brooklyn than the daily feeding of the Slav employees of the great WilifsTnahnrg sugar refineries on Kent avenue. Daily, at least 1,000 men gather

in the streets at the noon lunch hour and, with a pleasant word or a little rough fun with his fellows, each man makes haste to reach a preappointed spot, where he is met by his wife. Often the woman is accompanied by two or three children, and there in the street, or on a convenient doorstep, the family gathers about pater familias and the dinner pail full of weird but apparently nourishing substance. '

There is little regard for table . . manners; fingers are forks and teeth knives, as in the cave days; soup is inhaled with a sirenlike shriek that would scarcely be vogue in a Bowery restaurant; but there is a solid, satisfied smack of the lips, a crunching of big, sound teeth through hard bread and a digestion of rations which would make the ordinary native shudder at the thought of the doctors bills if he attempted it. There are huge black radishes, raw turnips and onions big green cucumbers without preparation or dressing of any kind, black bread and pumpernickel of the appearance and solidity of granite, which are consumed in prodigious quantities, and before the spectacle the evil spirit oi dyspepsia turns a sickly green and flees to the happy country of table d hote. Most of these men have huge, sturdy faces and meet all the rigors of climate, poor quarters and rough food unconscious that they are such. These men are Poles.

Southern Colonel Had to Have Sweet Potatoes

VANS AS CITY, MO.—Stately, erect, the long ends of his white mustache K. drooping almost to his coat lapels, he was the very picture of the southern colonel. And the bell “hops” at the Coates house stood at respectful . attention as he walked to the desk.

of the clerk. He produced a parcel post package, and with an “At last, it’s here, colonel.” “A-a-a-h!” drawled the colonel. No one could mistake the sigh of satisfaction. ~ Interest centered about the package as the colonel began undoing the wrapper. The clerk leaned forward. The key boy looked over his shoulder and the telephone operator left her board. Then out of the package rolled eight long, plump, yellow sweet potatoes. Amazement, flUed all faces except the colonel. With another long •*A-a-a-h,” he looked up and smiled. “Send them to the kitchen. I want them cooked fo’ breakfast,” smiled the colonel. “You see, the last time I was No’th, I got hungry fo’ sweet 'taters. But—ugg! (the colonel made a w;ry face) you’ No’the'nehs don’t know what sweet 'taters are. - t \ . “Why, sweet ’taters I get up No’th are fa travesty on the fair name of the South —a travesty. Send them down to the cook fo’ my breakfast.” Of course, the chef howled. Who ever heard of sweet potatoes for breakfast? But Th the breakfast room the colonel sat solidly and waited for his sweet “taters.” —*s

Oakland, Cal., Adopts the Mountain of Laughter

OAKLAND, CAL.—Oakland has adopted the Mountain of Laughter, that storied western peak whose ragged shoulders rise 4,000 feet straight into the blue from the flat plain beside this city of 150,000 souls. The drives and

scenic boulevards which will connect the parks on old Diablo are to wind through the Garden of Jungle Gods. The giant frog, the whaler the elephant, the pigeon, the mastodon and bearded man are but a few of the curious, rocky shapes that speckle the rugged sides of Kop-Wah-Koom. By air line, Mount Diablo is distant from this city about fifteen miles. Sinoa July, 1851, Diablo has been a base meridian —the point from which all California surveys have been made.

"We need Diablo as a scenic asset,” said the citizens of Oakland. Wherefore the Merchants’ exchange—a business men’s organization—climbed td the summit of the mountain in a bodyland adopted it. « We of Oakland herebv adopt you, sentinel peak, guardian of half our state ” said the president, and broke a bottle of wine, brewed from grapes grown on Diablo’s sides, over the monument that marks the base merld.aa auto highway, an average oTF Den cent, has been completed to the summit Other boulevards are contemplated and an observa, torv and hotel will crown the giant pile. ' Diablo known to the Indians as Kop-Wah-Koom, the mountain of i-mrhter ”’has become the mecca for the motor tourists. From its summit one can look down upon half the state of California. Forty thousand squars jnliea, comprising 27 counties, are spread out in a vast panorama. _ ’ V . ... ■--- ■ ■ ' r-7 W

able chiefly for bologna and the 375 other varieties of sausage. Instead of “hot dog" it will now be "ground nag," or something equally poetic. Health Commissioner Emerson advances the following arguments for the new article of diet: It is cheaper than beef, but equally nutritious. Though slightly different in taste, it is as digestible as beef, but has a coarser fiber. The horse is less liable

“Sir, has a package arrived fo’ J. D. M. Parker?” came the southern drawL ; It was the fourteenth time in two days that Colonel Parker, Jackson, Miss., had asked that question Each previous time the colonel had turned away with keen disappointment on his face. This time the clerk was as much interested in the package as the colonel. There was a smile on the face

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Middy for the Sportswoman

The middy blouse is one of those modern conveniences which matches up so well with the athletic girl that it has come to stay. Whole establishments are given over to its manufacture, and there are middies —and middles. The enthusiast in golf or tennis and the all-round sportswoman is a keen judge when it comes to choosing sports cldthes fitted to her needs and style. They seem to have had the lion’s share of attention lately, if we include those designed for skating and for the benefit of southern tourists. Among the costumes, short, flaring skirts in wide stripes worn with plain coats in the color of the dark stripes are very chic. The circular cut of these skirts gives a snappy variety in the direction of the stripes, which manage never to run straight up and down. Checks, in strong contrast, are of much the same character’ and are worn, like the striped skirts, with plain coats. Velveteen and jersey cloth, serge and gaberdine are the favored fabrics for sports clothes. The winter resorts will show how strong an influence these styles will have on those of the coming season. To return to the middy, of which an example is pictured here, it is a fixture like the sweater in the wardrobe

Mourning Hats From Fifth Avenue

Millinery that is grave and dignified and beautiful must be produced by the artists who are to give significance to the headwear of those in mourning. Their medium of expression is found in English crape—the one fabric which means everywhere that the wearer is observing a period of formal mourning With this, one fabric, in only black and white, we are furnished with such exquisite examples of millinery art as are pictured here. Mourning hats are made of crape, either all black or all white or of the two. combined. The problem the designer faces now is that of avoiding too somber millinery without getting away from that which is grave. The all-whit $ hats of crape are lovely, but not practical for those who cannot afford many crape hats, inasmuch ,as any white soils quickly. Just now the combination of black and white is in favor, bat even the all-black hats of crape are «iaved from being gloomy 'by the beauty of the crape-made flowers and ornaments that, adorn them. Two elegant hats which illustrate _|heprefientj.ogue.perfectjyarepichired here. One of them has a moderately wide brim and round crown

of the well-equipped, whether at home or afield. It is made of strong washable linen or cotton fabrics, usually in white. The model shown is of heavy butcher’s linen and is banded with blue. The front is fastened with blue lacers at the neck opening. The pockets are laid in shallow box plaits with the blue banding stitched to the center plait, and they are roomy enough to be practical. They are set on before the blouse fs - hemmed up, and are made stronger by this arrangement. The sleeves are finished with a deep hem. This design is simple, but very smart. It would be hard to improve upon it in any way;—

Sleeves Modish.

Evening dresses are sleeved! Sometimes the sleeves are mere wisps, ’tis true, but yet they cover to an extent milady’s pretty shoulders and make them even prettier for the veiling. A few evening dresses will be sleeveless, but they will be the exception. The 1860 drop shoulder is also forcing itself iflpon fashionable notice and a few extreme evening gowns show its charming lines.

Driven by electricity, a machine has been perfected for opening letters at a rate of 300 a minute.

covered with crape put on plain. A large, full-blown rose, grapes, leaves with steins and tendrils, are all made of white crape with exceptional cleverness and neatness and are used for trimming. The all-black turban is made entirely of crape also. It has a round crown with the crape put on smooth and a band at the 'sides laid in folds at each edge. Clusters of grapes, with leaves, form the trimming and they are made with the exquisite care which makes at least half the beauty of mourning millinery.

To Clean White Belt. To clean a white belt, make rather a thick paste of cream of tartar and cold water. Rub the belt with it.' Leave for an hour, and then rub with a mixture of alum and fuller’s earth in equal parts. Next day brush the belt with a clean, soft brush till all the powder Is removed. Rub again with some coarse oatmeal, to which a little powdered whiting has been added. ■

Gathered Smiles

ECCENTRICITIES OF GENIUS. '■> ... ' . . I

“And whose little boy are you?” asked the benevolent but near-sighted professor of a small boy he noticed walking along at his side. “Why, I’m your little boy, father. Don’t you know me?’’ “Well, well! So you are!” exclaimed the professor, peering Into the child’s fate. “And what are you doing so far from home?’’ “You told me to come along with you and carry something home to mother.” “Dear me! So I did. And —Jium — what was it now your mother wanted ?”

'Twas Ever Thus.

Bridegroom (in parlor car) —Darling, you seem sad. Is It possible that you already regret the step you have taken ? Bride —No, dearest; It isn’t that. 1 am only worried, that’s all. Bridegroom —Worried! Why, my angel, what can you have to worry about? Bride —I’ve been trying to remember something we might have forgotten, and I can’t.

Fortified Sentiment.

“Is your wife disappointed because she didn’t get the vote?” “I don’t think so. The defeat of woman suffrage has merely strengthened her conviction that men are political failures and serves to prolong the interest of the campaign.”—Washington Star.

Different.

“They say marriage is a lottery,” remarked the morose young man. "It isn’t,” replied Miss Cayenne. “In a lottery you can go on buying tickets.”

UNPREPARED.

Toucher —Have you a little ready money? T. Wadd—What I have came to me so slowly that I hardly think it’s ready to go.

A Painful Poem.

In haste she tried to drive a nail. But the next time she will linger; Then perhaps she’ll miss the one That’s growing on her finger.

Sees the End.

Excited Lady —Why don’t you interfere to stop that dog-fight? Bystander—l Was just a-goin’ to, mum; but you kin calm y’r fears now. My dog is on top at last, mum. .

Naturally So.

Thoughtless Maiden—You naval officers are very fond of your ships, aren’t you? Young Officer —Well, I must confess, we are attached to them.

Still at It.

“What’s become of the old-fashioned man who put the worship of Mammon and the Demon Rum in the same category?” • “I heard him make a speech only yesterday." "Yes?" “He was flaying a distinguished apoktle of preparedness.”

Endless Procession.

■ “Here’s a man says the devil is smarter than all of humanity put together.” * "A veritable Goliath, eh?” "Just so.” "Well, men are certainly brave. Plenty of young fellows are willing to tackle him single handed.” —Louisville Courier-Journal.

Expensive Toy.

•'Get any speed out of that cal*? asked the inquisitive friend. “Sure,” answered the discouraged motorist; "but for the most part it’s the kind you can’t see.” “What do you mean?” “I was referring to the rapidity with which it is running me into debt.”

Evasive.

"What do you think of the pretty nurse who sold a kiss to aid the war fund sfc.s2oo?” “I think every woman who thinks anything of herself ought to set her face against such an act.”

A Frequent One.

"Did you ever realize on that investment of yours?” “Oh, yes.” * "What did you realize?" “What a fool I was ever to go Into «♦ •»

NOT YET.

“I didn’t think you’d refuse me after saying so often that you’d share your last dollar with me.” “And I will; but I’m not down to my last dollar yet.”

Impacts.

How oft our fond Intentions flit And lead us to a slump; How oft we try to make a hit And only get a bump!

Easily Settled.

The great magazine editor had just addressed a strong editorial to infants. “But, sir,” his assistant timidly pointed out, “some infants can’t read.” ,“I thought of that,” vouchsafed the great man. “Their mothers can read it to them.”—Louisville Courier-Jour-nal.

A Mere Detail.

“Let me see,” said the judge. “I know you. Are not you the man who was married In a cage of man-eating lions ?” “Yes, your honor,” replied the culprit. “I’m the man.” “Exciting, wasn’t it?” continued the justice. “Well,” said the man judicially, “it was then; it wouldn’t be now.”— Ladles’ Home Journal.

Unkind.

“I understand he Inherited a fortune?” “Yes, he was his rich uncle’s only heir.” "I thought so.” “What do you mean?” “Nobody who had more than one heir to choose from would have picked him out to leave all his money to.”

Ailing Husband.

Young Wise —I an so worried about Jack. He had an attack of vertigo last night and fell over the hall rack! Old Wife—Sad, sad! Another case of ‘didn't know it was loaded.’ ”

A Breach.

Binks—Young Mr. Flighhigh is certainly a man of promise. Jinks—So I hear. I understand Miss Butterfly is suing him for fifty thou« sand. —Judge.

His Advantage.

“A glove 4ealer ought invariably to please his customers.” "Why necessarily?” “Hasn’t he always stock to please them on hand?”

Hardly Synonymous.

Omar—l say, bld chap, can you let me have ten dollars for a day? Parker —No, but I can let you have a dollar for ten days. Same thing, you know.

GETTING EVEN.

"My brother made ugly faces at your brother yesterday and he didn't darst ter fight. He pretended he didn’t notice ’em." “He didn’t, neither. He thought they wuz natural.”

Work.

No man can leap into success Within a .single minute; . Each victory has more or less Of work behind or in it.

Skill Recognized.

“What wonderful performers there are in that orchestra!" exclaimed Mrs. Cumrox. ZZET "Wonderful isn’t the word,” replied Mr. Cumrox. “They're almost superhuman. Why, .they sound to me as if they could take a tune and play It backward as easily as they could forward."