Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 121, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 May 1916 — Page 2

HAPPENINGS in the BIG CITIES

How They Make Street Cars Stop in Chicago

CHICAGO. —John rested his weight on one foot, banged a hollow dinner pail against his knee, and watched a Cottage Grove car sail insolently by, bulging with the human-loop sardine. John wanted to get home, and there was ]ots of room in a supperless stomach

the rakish trolley pole which suggested the ensuing bit of land-piracy, or possibly the motorman wafted them an exasperating grin. At any rate, the dinner-pale buccaneers picked out one car, pulled off the trolley pole and swarmed aboard with curses instead of cutlasses between their teeth. Man, woman and child, babes in arms, were sent over the plank with their clammy, useless transfers clasped in hand. When the passengers had been emptied from the car the raiders broke windows, tore up seats, and completely wrecked the vehicle. A call sent in by the crew brought police, but the crowd dispersed at the bluecoats' approach and no arrests were made. The protest was effective. Thd car company switched cars from branch lines to chrry the bad buccaneers home. Most of the party which held up the car are workmen employed at plants and shops near this corner, who live in Pullman, West Pullman and Roseland. They have made many complaints of the inadequate service, the police declare, and scores of them daring the rush hour have been forced to wait an hour or more for a car.

Puppies Are Guests of a Great New York Hotel

NEW YORK. —With the hum of mighty drivewheels for their lullabys and grimy engine-room workers for their nurses, seven motherless puppies are being coddled to strong young doghood in the subbasement of one of New

York’s greatest hotels. On the diet which was devised, along with the feeding apparatus, by the chief engineer of the hotel, they are growing fat and playful. Up in the hotel kitchen, nearer the level of the earth than the deeply hidden engine room, highly paid chefs each day prepare the milk which the puppies suckle three times every 24 hours. It is diluted and sweetened and then heated to the proper temperature before it is poured into seven carefully

scalded bottles that are placed in the rack from which the pups are fed. ffnch hot tie has a rubber tube and the conventional nipple, only in this case the nipple is the tiniest which could be found. The seven little pups, packed close together in a row, eat regularly at nine in the morning and at one and half-past four o’clock in the afternoon. . The dogs are the offspring of the chief engineer’s fox terriers, Nifty and Dot Dot, the mother, died less than two weeks after the pups were born, and’the chief engineer faced the problem of either drowning the dogs or raising them The idea of drowning them never seriously entered the chief engineer’s head, for heToves dogs, and he had seen the marking on the pups and knew of what breed they were. ... So he sat himself in his big chair and thought for a long time; after which h« called on the chefs in the kitchen and talked persuasively. The result was the nursery in the subbasement, where the great machinery which heats, lig ts and maintains the hostelry has its being. The pups have never been to the surface of the earth yet, but they are getting frisk and fat despite that.

Social Usage Course in New York University

NEW YORK —At last a college is meeting the real needs of the age. The classics may be forgotten, but New York university has a course in social usage and etiquette. Arthur H. Nason, assistant professor of English, is the instructor. He is a tall, courteous per-

“Fifteen or twenty, depending ox the weather and the ball game,” was the smiling response. “And just what do you study?” “We’re very practical. The first time we studied ‘Usages in Public.’ Last time it was ‘The Bachelor as Guest.’ Next time we will take up ‘The Bachelor as Host.’ ” The professor was very uncommunicative as to just what topics came under these heads. “Usages in Public,” it was explained, covered “how to act on the street or in the theater.” Possibly it includes a careful study of the various methods of removing one’s hat when meeting a woman on the street. Should It be lifted, or should it be lowered with a graceful sweep? Then there Is that Vexed question of just when it is proper to take a girl’s arm, and how much of it one should take. * The subject of “The Bachelor as Guest” would naturally.Jnvolve such topics as: What to say when you have spilled soup on the table; how to manage spaghetti when your hostess is watching you; the propriety of gnawing a chop while holding it in your fingers; how to eat grapefruit without squirting the juice, and “The Proper Remarks to Make When Viewing the Infant Child of a Relative." \

Shreveport Treasure Hunter Keeps on Digging

OHREVEPORT, LA. — evidence of what he believes la lb buried treasure or a gold mine on a piece of ground on Fairfield avenue owned by Dr. J. M.Uomegys in the most exclusive residence district of the city.

a Shreveport contractor named Farmer spent all day and part of a night digging in the plot for hidden wealth. TFfli-mor Haimn he was led to the spot by a divining rod, and he further maintains that hiß divining rod hasn’t played him false, because it leads him to the exact spot every time he moves. Farmer, with the assistance of three negro helpers..labored £ar into the night in search of the treasure or mine, or whatever it is, and spadeful after spadeful of dirt had been re-

moved without results. Late bulletins from the scene indicated that no treasure had been disclosed as yet, though the hole measured four feet deep and as many feet In width when the search was concluded temporarily. Shreveport is too far inland to have been the haunt of Captain Kidd or any other of our well-known pirates, and the next best guess is that it is a gold mine Farmer won't quit until he is convinced to his own satisfaction that hi* jEEiJS*. . "t-ooor" « «•*«•»

to permit his resentment against the company to expand. John was shortly joined, by Joes, Jims. Harrys, Williams, Horaces, Toms, et al., to the number of 200, and they banged their dinner pails and watched car after car snort past Nine-ty-third and Cottage Grove without even a tactful hesitation. They had observed the phenomenon for so many evenings that it had almost become a quaint old custom. It may have been

son, with a very neat Van Dyke beard, and evidently well qualified to give such a course. He assured a reporter that the course is not official. But it may become such in time. He said a group of medical preparatory students wanted it for purely professional purposes. A doctor must know how to get along with his patients, you know. “How B many students have you?” was asked.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, *ND.

UNEQUALED VARIETY IN TAFFETA SUITS

From the viewpoint of variety it appears that nothing has equaled the number of suits, coats and frocks made of taffeta silk which have answered the public’s demands this Season. The supply of silk seems inexhaustible, but with the incoming of May the demand turns to thinner materials, cotton voiles, nets and laces for dressy frocks and the heavier cotton weaves for the white suits. Taffeta suits have almost kept pace with the silk in variety of development, so that there is a style for every one. A pretty example is shown in the picture, with a very short and

FILMY HATS OF HAIR BRAID

One of thbse filmy hats of lace hair braid, which may go to any length—or width—it likes, is shown here. It is a model for midsummer and its wideness of brim would make it too heavy if the braid were mpre than mere threads of lustrous Bilk fiber woven into the most open of lace patterns. It 1s faced with xnalines, and there are many similar models with facings of thin crepe or chiffon. They are all so light that they may provide a wide expanse of brim, supporting the flowero of midsummer, without compact braids. Nearly all the hats made of hair braid are either white or black. The same braid is dyed into tints and colors, but it is most* beautiful in white. Often a whlteJiat is faced with a pale tint, and this brim treatment is liked particularly well for hats to , be trimmed with a fall wreath of ostrich In a light tint

FANCIES AND FADS OF FASHION

By Julia Bottomley

loose coat. It is cut with a flare which looks as if it might rival that of the ballet dancer’s skirt, If it were not confined by a belt of the silk that slips through slashes cut at the waistline. This belt is in reality used as a decorative feature and is finished with a flat bow at the front. It does not define the waistline and appears to terminate at the sides. The wide cape collar and flaring cuffs are trimmed with parallel rows of white soutache braid. Three buttons provide an inconspicuous fastenffce front. The skirt is plain except for two bias bands about the bottom, attached along their upper edge. It is cut rather long and very full.

Frames made of fine silk-covered wire are -used for wide-brimmed hats, but for smaller hats a few shapes have been made 'of the narrower braidß without any wire support. They are pliable, but one edge of the braid is corded and is wiry enough to be used instead of wire when the model is narrow brimmed. These are made in white and pale tints. In black, the best effects are made by combining the lace braid with black malines. Black paradise feathers or ornaments of malines are chosen for such models, and they are most beautiful *in all black. The hair braid is highly lustrous and this luster_seems more conspicuous in black than In white or colors. Lace hair braid is made up into beautiful headwear for all ages of wearers, from the little girl to grandmamma. It is fine-grained material, and everything fine and dainty in apparel looks well with it. It Is associated in our minds with the most enticingly lovely clothes that women wear in the gracious days of summer.

SMILES

A DISTURBING THOUGHT. "Suppose Napoleon had been fighting under modern conditions,” remarked the theorist. "Do you think he would have escaped defeat?" "That is rather hard to say,” answered the connoisseur, "but for the sake of art, I’m glad he lived when he did.'” “Yes?” “Think of the splendid battle pictures we now have in our art galleries, depicting incidents of Napoleon’s campaigns, and imagine what sort of work an artist would have done had he attempted to paint Napoleon telephoning to the front, or Napoleon in his dugout.”

The Proud Beggar.

“I should think a big healthy man such as you would be too proud to beg.” "I am, lady, I am. And when I approached you I said to myself there is a sympathetic, high-minded woman who will instantly hearken to an qnfortunate man’s request and not humiliate him by forcing him to beg for the assistance he so sorely needs.”

He Wasn’t In It.

"I did think I was something of a boxer,” said the pugilist to his wife, as he walked the floor at two a. m. with his first bora. “And aren’t you, dear?” asked his drowsy better half. “It seems not,” he replied sadly. “I guess my enemies were right when they said I couldn’t put a baby to sleep.”

Ahead of His Resources.

"My boy Josh is actin’ right superior these days,” said Farmer Coratossel. “Well, you know he’s acquirin’ a wonderful education.” “Yes. But he ain’t got It yet. I ain’t goin’ to encourage him to run in debt even fur his own opinion of hisself.”

IN FIRST MOURNING.

"I hate to see pay day come around.” “Are you crazy?” "Very near it. I’ve lost my job.”

First and Last.

The first step often tries a man, When he’d climb fame's lofty stair; And the last step oft jars him— If in the dark, it isn’t there.

Confused.

"Do you admire Raphael?” said the young woman. “I should say so. He’s better than Sherlock Holmes.” “I said ‘Raphael.’ ” "Excuse me. I thought you said ■Raffles.’ ”

No Reliable Formula.

"I never put off till tomorrow what I can do today,” remarked the selfcomplacent man. “1 tried that plan,” rejoined the willing worker. “I got to crowding myself till I had to put in nights doing over what 1 had done badly the day before.”

Bad Combination.

Yeast —I see the Chinese New Year has been changed to correspond with the calendar year as observed in the United States. f Crimsonbeak —But say, firecrackers and headaches won’t go well together.

All Upset.

“How did you manage to keep awake during Professor Diggs’ lectures?” "That was easy enough.” “Yes?” '“My wife forced me to go and I was bo mad I couldn’t sleep.”

Might Be True.

The Maid —I wonder why so many men marry when they are young? The Bachelor—-Probably because they are not old enough to know better.

Not Lasting.

“What an impression the amateur actress made on the hero when she laid her golden head upon his shoulders with her face hidden ia his embrace.” “Yes, but it’s the kind of powder which will easily brush off"

Easiest Game.

“Now, when you carve the turkey, dori*t wrastle with it.** “How kin I help that? Better lemme carve the sponge cake if wrestling don’t suit ye.”

OBLIGING.

Dunne—l wish you’d pay a little attention to my bill. Fastman —I will, but that’s all I can pay just now. Good morning.

The Points of Interest.

When men step lofty ways To quiet life’s dissension. Their Virtues claim but little praise; Their faults attract attention.

Self-Complacency.

"A man should pause every now and then and take stock of himself/' said the genial philosopher. “That is all right for a modest man," replied the student of human nature* "but rather a bad plan for the sort of fellow who rates himself a little higher every time he does it.”

Various Demands.

"Money won’t always buy happiness,” said the readymade philosopher. “No,” replied the pensive citizen* "There are times when you’re obliged to quit Spending it for happiness and set some of it by for arm* and ammunition.”

Feminine Amenities.

Hazel—l had three men at my feet at the ball last night. Aimee —What, only three? Hazel—What do you mean to insinuate? Wasn’t three enough? Aimee —Oh, I suppose so. But there must have been plenty of room for at least half a dozen.

Score One for Jones.

Short—What a brilliant chap your, friend Jones is. Long—So? I never noticed it. Short—Well, he is, all right. Yesterday I asked him to loan me five dollars, and instead of answering yes or no, he asked me if I thought he looked like a fit subject for the fool killer.

No Chance.

“What sort of fellow is Dubwaite?’’ "An optimist who is destined some day to be sadly disillusioned.” “How so?” “He thinks if he ever gets hard up he can easily make SSO or SIOO by writing a moving-picture scenario.”

Paradoxical Enterprise.

"It is queer that patent medicine man is so wideawake in his advertising methods.” "Why is it queer?” "Because his medicine is a remedy for insomnia."

A New Class.

“You don’t mean to say that your ramshackle old boat can by any stretch of courtesy be classed as a sea vessel?” “Sure she can. She’s a tub marine."

WHERE EVIL CAME IN.

"How did the poker game come out at your girl’s house?” “I was nearly killed. I held four aces while the old man held a pair of nines. He won.” “Why, how’s that?” “He had them on his feet-”

Facing the Worst.

The pessimist deserves a song. Though all his hopes are undersised; If he can laugh when things go wrong And not be sorry or surprised.

Some Evidence.

“You say that preparation will make the hair grow?" asked the thin-haired man of the druggist. “Why, say,” came from the drug man; “I know a customer who took the cork out of a bottle of that stuff with his teeth and now he’s got a hareHe* ■ : ' •; '