Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 170, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 July 1916 — Page 2

Tales of GOTHAM and other CITIES

Topeka Girl Objects to Cowboy’s Fierce Wooing TOPEKA, KAN^— High-heeled boots, a broad-brimmed Stetson, corduroy trousers, a flannel shirt, a blue handkerchief for a collar and a 6-foot-4 man Inside of them, are all right in their proper setting. Associated with a lariat,

visit That’s the main reason, although the interval between the alleged flirtation and Fountain’s arrest is filled with reasons. Miss,Palmer says It was a flirtation. Fountain says it was the most serious thing that ever happened to him. Fountain lives in what is left of the cow country down in Pratt county. He is typical of that country 20 years ago. Marie Palmer visited In his neighborhood with the latest creations from -Topeka millinery and dressmaking establishments. Fountain fell and he fell hard. He decided there was just one woman in the world for him, and she was not one of the Pratt county girls. He didn’t tell Miss Palmer all this at the-time. He’s telling about it now. One day he turned his pony out to grass, threw his saddle and bridle In a corner of the ranchhouse, dressed up in his store clothes and bought a ticket for his girl’s home town. The only familiar thing he wore when he stepped from the train in Topeka was his artillery. He carried a six-shooter in a holster and an idea In his brain. His Idea was to take Marie Palmer back with him, peaceably if possible, but to take her back. Fountain called at Miss Palmer’s home and calmly announced that he had journeyed to Topeka to wed her. He didn’t look like the same fellow she had known out West. The store clothes spoiled the effect. Out on the prairie he had been a picturesque figure. Out on West Seventh street, In Topeka, he was Just a tall, gangling man with clothes that wouldn’t pass inspection at a fashion show. 1 , , When Miss Palmer demurred Fountain pulled his six-shooter, she says, and threatened to make a sieve of the whole neighborhood, including herself. He must have created something of a scene in that quiet locality. He left, but promised it wouldn’t be for keeps; that she might just as well pack up her clothing, for he Intended to take her back to Pratt with him. Miss Palmer made complaint and Fountain was arrested, but released on promise to leave town.

New York Eating Places Inspected and Tagged

IkißW YORK— Probably never before have the restaurant proprietors of New IN York city experienced such a shock as they have undergone recently. For they have been told that whether they wished it or not their eating places

were going to be carefully examined by health department Inspectors and furnished with cards indicating their condition from a sanitary point of view. . For the first time the man who patronizes them will have, as soon as the department has completed its present work, a chance to know what Is going on behind the screen which separates the kitchen from the dining room, and whether shining sliver and

spotless linen in front Is matched by , equally shining stewpans and clean dishtowels in the rear. To find this out, all a man will have to do Is to step up to the proprietor and ask for the health department inspection card. The proprietor, of course, is not obliged to show It, but if the ideas of Lucius P. Brown, director of the bureau of food and drugs, who is responsible for the grading, are correct, it will be only the proprietor who has reason to be ashamed of his card w’ho will decline to show it. A glance at this card will show the customer in detail what the conditions in the restaurant are, and whether, taken altogether, they mean that the restaurant is “good, 0 “fair” or “bad.” In the early inspections, about 4 per cent of the eating places were graded as “good” or “fair” and the rest as “bad. But in many Instances the unapproved condition which led to the low grading was the result of lack of knowledge or oversight rather than of deliberate uncleanliness, so that Mr. Brown is confident that before long a large proportion of the restaurants will have been regarded as “fair” and a great many as “good.”

Miracle in Gotham Court as Deaf Mute Speaks

NEW YORK —Two apparently able-bodied men begging on the subway concourse of the Brooklyn bridge during the rush hour attracted the attention of Detective Callaghan of the mendicant squad. One man had his arm thrown

every appearance of being deaf as well. The other man, James Murphy, was very Indignant at his arrest and Insisted he was not begging. When arraigned before Magistrate Corrigan they both pleaded not guilty and when Callaghan told of the circumstances, leading up to the arrest Murphy shouted: “It’s a lie. I didn’t do it.” So boisterous did he become in his denial that he began jumping around and one particularly vicious stamp of his foot landed on the tender toes of the deaf and dumb man. “Ouch!” shouted the deaf mute. “Get off’n my foot, you great big slob, or Til mop the room with you 1” Whereupon the frightened cripple" leaped about with the agility of a tenyear old to escape the angry “mute.” “What marvelous cures!” exclaimed the magistrate. “Now, I must send you both to the workhouse for a period of convalescence.”

Twenty Signed a Petition to Hang Preachers

a NNISTON, AT.A-—To demonstrate the truth of his contention that the A average business man is so compliant he will sign almost any petition put before him in evident good faith, one of the most prominent business men of

Anniston circulated among 30 leading business men of this city a petition that the city council appoint a committee to hang every minister of the Gospel in the town, and 20 signatures were promptly attached. The petition started by asking th£ city council to adopt an ordinance ext eusing the ministers from paying a ■Unitary tgx. The document was couched in legal language and ambled along with numerous “whereas” and

“wherefore" until the final paragraph - - 4 was reached, when it shown that, in order to make paytnent of the tax unnecessary, the mlnlsterkwould have to be hanged. After the joke on the signers, many of whom are conservative, influential bankers, manufacturers and merchants, became generally known some of them san to cover by declaring they knew all along it was a joke. \ „

a cow pony and prairies that fade away into distance they form a combination that might appeal to any city girl and justify a summer flirtation. But somehow the romance that surrounds such a combination on its native heath has a habit of fading away when the man togs up in store clothes and makes a visit to the girl’s home town. That’s the reason L. F. Fountain wgs put in the Shawnee county jail and Marie Palmer has gone away on a

behind his back and his coat over it to make it appear as though his arm had been amputated. The other man was making motions and holding out a card on which was printed: "I have a wife and four children in Vermont. God has deprived me of speech. Please help me.” Callaghan placed the two men under arrest and took them to the Tombs police court for trial. The “|lumb” man, who had written his name as George Drhry, fifty years old, gave

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

Standardizing the Street Suit A movement has recently been launched by women of affairs, whose opinions are worth while, to standardize the street suit. For smart women, gifted with a correct sense of clothes, such a movement was not needed. They may be relied upon to be quite uniformly garbed in rather plain, beautifully shaped and faultlessly made tailored suits when their affairs make it necessary for them to walk in the streets. For them the street suit has been standardized for years. But in order that our streets may make a better showing of tastefully dressed women it will be necessary to establish a standard for the woman who may be in doubt as to what she shoifld wear, and to call her attention to it. . The first consideration is that women are getting together more than ever before in clubs and oth*er organizations, in the interest of progress. If they establish the custom of wearing the tailored suit for almost any occasion no woman will stay at home because she lacks the proper dress. Such an obstacle will cease to exist. A second

In the Gay Career of Ribbon The most enticing fancies of fashion are surely to be found in the pretty tilings made of ribbon that spring up like perennial flowers at the ribbon counter. This particular locality is like a flower garden in the department store, and gay and lovely ribbons lure women as the honeysuckle lures the bee. Ribbons are the loveliest product of the looms, and perhaps they inspire the designers to make for them a career of endless little gayeties in apparel. They make the most appreciated gifts that cost less than anything else of equal beauty. Two breakfast caps and a negligee calculated to gladden the hearts of everyone at the morning meal are shown in the picture. They are all of pink satin ribbon, which takes dainty lace as a companion in each of the caps. At the left a cap of plain satin ribbon has a narrow frill of point d’esprit about the- face and a skeleton cap crocheted pink silk floss over it

FANCIES AND FADS OF FASHION

By Julia Bottomley

consideration, of great importance, lies in the fact that the street is not the place for conspicuous clothes. An ugly inference is certain to be drawn when any woman dresses so as to attract everyone’s attention on the street. She is believed to be either coarse or a fool.

Standardizing the street suit will not reduce us to a tiresome monotony in suits, because there is endless room for variety in making. The smart suit shown in the picture is an illustration. It is a smooth-faced cloth in a dark mixture, with brown predominating. When the plain and beautifully tailored coat is off, one discovers a trim skirt with an entirely new management of the belt and actual pockets, patterned after the saddlebag pockets which have been one of the pretty fancies of fashion. But these are stitched flat to the skirt Instead of hanging free. The handsome costume blouse is of brown chiffon over lace with a vest of delicate brocade. For another occasion a plain tailored blouse might be worn. This is the sort of suit that it is proper to wear for church and for the street, the two places in which one woman should never seem to try to outshine any other.

The two are tacked tightly together. The little breakfast jacket Is made of Vide pink satin ribbon with the edges overcast together with pink silk floss. A seam extends along the shoulders and down the top of the sleeves. A ruche made of narrow satin ribbon laid In small box plaits finishes all the edges, and a frill of wider ribbon stands up about the neck. Wreaths made of tiny blossoms in pale pink, yellow, and green are fashioned of flowers made of baby ribbon. They are placed at each side of the front and on the sleeves. The jacket fastens with long ties of narrow satin ribbon. In the cap at the right strips of ribbon are joined in shirred seams-to make a circlet for the crown. This circlet is gathered along one edge, forming the center’ of the crown. A frill of lace is pulled to the other edge. Loops and ends of baby ribbon are set over the lace at the end of each shirred seam, and a rosette with many falling loops made of It Is set at the center of the crown. None of these is difficult to make.

GOOD JOKES

SAVED.

De Hunt—Yes, I had a narrow escape from a rhinoceros. De Quiz—And what saved you? De Hunt—The fact that the rhinoceros could not climb a tree had something to do with It.

One Woman’s Wisdom.

She was left a contested fortune. But proved she wasn’t a dunce; For she got every cent of the money By marrying her lawyer at once.

Appreciative.

“Now, this poet has the right Idea about doing business,” said the editor. "You surprise me.” “Before submitting a sonnet he presents me with* a first-class cigar.’ “Suppose the poem is not worth publishing?” “Oh, I’m not without a sense of gratitude. I’ll contribute a two-cent stamp and see that he gets his verses back again.”

Her Enjoyable Meals.

“And do you enjoy your meals?” asked the doctor of the patient. “Some of them, doctor,” replied the woman. “Only some of them?” “Yes, doctor. I enjoyed my luncheons.” “And why your luncheons, pray?” “Because I eat them in peace and quiet. My husband always takes his lunch at the club.”

Relative Values.

“Why don’t you pay your subscription in garden stuff?” Inquired the editor of the Punkintown Gazette. “Well,” replied Farmer Corntossel, “I’d hate to look stingy when 1 was handin’ you cabbage an’ tomatoes. The way the cost of food has been goln’, it ’ud be hard to give you anything noticeable that wouldn’t be worth more than the regular money.”

Not All Her Own.

A young woman who does a bit in the line of verse recently received the following note from a magazine editor: “Dear Madam: The verses entitled ‘The Kiss,’ are extremely clever. Can you assure me that they are original?” Whereupon the fair writer answered : “Sir: Not quite. ‘The Kiss’ was a collaboration.”

We Often Feel Hhat Way.

“Have you any diaries for 1917?” “Not yet. Why?” “So much has happened sinc.e January 1 that I’ve used up all of this year’s calendar?’—-Richmond Tlmes-Dlspatch.

Self-Important.

“Isn’t Bliggins rather self-impor-tant?” “I should say so. He thinks he’s doing a fish a favor to catch it and let it occupy the same boat with him."

POSITIVELY INSULTING.

Mr. Cholly Shallowpate—l say, did you—er —er —see me at the —er —er —horse show? Miss Cutting Hintz—No, I was too busy watching the horses to get around to the donkey exhibit.

The Thoughtful One.

Patience—l see a Pennsylvania inventor’s rat trap can be set with the foot, eliminating the danger of broken fingers. Patrice—But don’t you think there is the danger of mussing up one’s spats?

A Puzzle.

“Why do they say the unspeakable Turk?” “I don’t know. His names are much easier to say than the Russians’ or the Poles’.*’. / .

SEEMS PROBABLE.

“Now, don’t tell me that opportunity has never knocked at your door,” said the didactic person. “I wouldn’t make such a statement,” replied the disconsolate individual, "because I’m not sure of the facts, but I’m reasonably certain about one thing." “And what is that?" “If she ever did so she probably knocked just about the time some chump came along in his automobile and tooted his horn so loudly I couldn’t hear her."

She Knew.

Father—You said you want tj> marry this young man? Daughter—Yes, father. “But you’ve only met him twice, you say.” “Yes, father." “But you can’t know anything about a young man by only meeting him twice.” "Oh, yes, I can, father. I know he dances beautifully."

Continuous Round of Pleasure.

First Cincinnati Man —Hello, old chap! Haven’t seen you for several days; been out of town? Second C. Man—Yes; been in Indianapolis for a week. First C. Man—Have a good time? Second C. Man—Well I should guess yes. Why, I never got to bed a single night I was there before ten o’clock. — Indianapolis Star.

Big Chicken Population.

"What is this state we are now in?” asked the man of his chauffeur while touring. —— Ji_:ZZZZZ “This is Minnesota, sir,” replied the driver. “Oh, Indeed. That reminds me that I read the other day that there are 11,000,000,000 chickens in Minnesota. Can you see the road ahead, well?” “No, sir; I can hardly see it for chickens, sir.”

ON THE CONTRARY.

The Tenderfoot—Don . you dud living very expensive down here in the Southwest? The Roughneck—Oh! no. We hold life cheap here.

Disappointed.

There never was a sinner yet Was altogether bad. But when his neighbors find that out. It seems to make them sad.

Yes, Why?

BUT—The ostrich claims the distino tion of laying the largest egg. The egg, which weighs about three pounds, is considered equal in contents to 24 hen eggs. ? Jill—Why, then does it go and cover up its head while the hen goes about cackling to beat the band?

A Lay In the Country.

“Ezekiel!” “Yes, Maria.” “See that hen out in the road?” “Yes, Maria.” “Do you suppose it is tryin’ to lay an egg out there?” “No, Maria, it’s probably trying to lay the dust.”

Mysterious.

First Flapper—l can’t imagine how, that secret leaked out. Second Ditto—Nor I! I’m sure every one I told promised to say nothing about it.— Passing Show.

Didn’t Make Good.

Wiggs—l hear you’ve sold your bird dog. He was a good retriever, wasn’t he? Wagg— I thought so, but he didn’t bring much when I sold him.

Resourceful Wife.

“And is your wife a good house* keeper?” “Oh, wonderful, mother! She can heat coffee perfectly with an electrio curling iron.”

Keeping It Dark.

* "Did I understand you to say that your friend is a retired capitalist?” “Yes.” “How did he make his money?” “I don’t know. When the government was unable to find out how he made his money, I knew ~it was a waste of time for me to investigate.”

His Position.

“Jinks must be very uncomfortable.” “Why must he be?” _ ’ “Because he is a crooked man in straitened circumstances.”