Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 177, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 July 1916 — Page 2
HAPPENINGS in THE BIG CITIES
Greeley, in Bronze, Is Moved West a Little Way NEW YORK—Even the most casual observer In the crowds which hurried up and down Park Row in the rain knew there was something wrong with historic old Printing House square, the destinies of which have been presided over from time knows when by Ben
umbrellas and watched Uncle Horace, chair and all, carefully lifted into a truck waiting at'the curb. The five-ton bronze statue which has decorated newspaper row for 40 years was being rudely taken to a new resting place by a company of safe movers. But the Horace, “dead and turned to clay,” seemed to animate the statue and resisted dumbly. First he topped over on one side and then on the other and just to spite his movers he fell backward through a big plate-glass window, leaving a jagged hole and a diagonal crack across the window pane. Finally the bronze was loaded upon the truck, but the two raw-boned horses were powerless to move it. An automobile re-enforced the animals and inch by inch, first slipping forward, then back, while the truck veered from side to side on the slippery pavement, the statue was slowly moved away. Just as the truck began to move into the center of the street a sudden lurch twisted the editor about in his chair until he Meed the newspaper office he had founded. That was his good-by. The truck moved through Mail street, up Broadway and back through Chambers street until the statue was deposited in the northeast corner of City Hall park near the city court building. There it will rest.
Dog Catcher of Milwaukee Is a Humane Woman
MILWAUKEE, WIS. —Miss Leonore Cawker, whose wealth is placed at $1,000,000, has received a raise in pay from the city. She is to get $1,200 next year for being the city’s dog catcher. Last year she received SSOO.
“The laborer is worth part of her hire,” is Miss Cawker’s version of the old proverb, and she added: “It costs me about $3,000 a year to do my work of catching and caring for the city’s homeless dogs and cats. I should receive some part of this amount from the city as evidence of appreciation. People don’t appreciate what they don’t pay for. If fhey get it at a bargain they appreciate it more. So I am giving my work as a bargain, and I
am happy In doing something forthe poor damb brutes which I-love.” For ten years Miss Cawker has been doing this work, more or less officially. Last year was her first as the city official dog catcher. Before that she cared for homeless pups and kittens unofficially, and when she was disgusted with the methods used by the city police in killing strays she announced in an advertisement, three years ago, that she would guarantee painless deaths to animals which must be disposed of. Now Miss Cawker’s work has been recognized officially as being valuable to the city. There had been no dog catcher for years, but a year ago she received an official commission. Out of her salary of SSOO she looked after the departmental affairs herself, hired three men and ran an automobile for collecting animals which were to be disposed of. She furnished part of her stables on the upper West side, in an aristocratic neighborhood, as a kennel, and there was an asphyxiating room, where animals sentenced to the last sleep might be put away without pain. *
War Munitions Dumped Into Ocean at New York
NEW YORK. —A few seconds of latitude out from Greenwich village, or about 40.20 and a jiffy or two of longitude off the Jersey shore a long ton of war munitions was with due formality cast into the sea with a splash. The occasion
cursion. The aquatic event began at noon, when three roomy motor cars backed up to the arsenal section of headquarters and were loaded with 5)78 revolvers, 366 dangerous weapons of various kinds and 109 shotguns and rifles, ail in crates. Amply guarded, the machines moved to pier No. 1 and the consignment was delivered on board the patrol of the marine division of the department Under Captain Keyes’ direction the patrol headed southeast from the lightship until it was 27 miles from 1 Broadway and three miles from the Scotland lightship, with nice rolling billow’s and gusts of the trade wind on all sides. Then, while the boat moved slowly, the weapons were dumped overboard. Among the revolvers were specimens of about every modern and ancient make of English, French, Belgian and German—automatics, old derringers, duelling pistols and small one-shot guns. There was also a gun-knife, or a knife-gun. The dangerous weapons included slungshots, bludgeons, blackjacks, leather billies, stilettos, stiletto canes, Turkish daggers and dirks. There were old Springfield rifles, sporting rifles and shotguns.
St. Louis Catches Flies in Three-Story Traps
ST. LOUIS. —“Catcn the Fly,” is the slogan of St. Louis. The pesky things that carry millions of germs at the end of their fine, fuzzylike toes, or whatever you call ’em, are banned by the St. Louis authorities, and a price has been
placed on the heads of the flies just as a price is placed on the heads of stray dogs. - While practically every city, town and hamlet boasts of its dog pound. St. Louis has taken the initiative and has established a fly pound. The fly traps that are located in various parts of the city are the centers of attraction to visitors in the Mound city, and many of them, say that when they get back home they are going to follow the example set by St.
Louis and set fly traps in their own home towns. The trap is a huge imitation of the ordinary fly traps one often sees in butcher shops. At the bottom there is a conical opening, and under this opening one places a piece of suet or a piece of meat The flies swarm by the thousands around the bait, an<Tfly up through the opening in the cone into the trap, from which there is no escape. The St. Louis traps ara tbree-siory affairs with plenty of light and air for the flies that like the free apartments into widen they ve Invited. '
Franklin’s rusty statue. “Old Ben,” as he is familiarly known, looked unmistakably depressed in spirits and sadder than usual. Everyone agreed upon that. And there was a reason for it. Mr. Franklin’s back was turned more in grief than in anger, perhaps, | on the Tribune building, where the last rites over the statue of Horace Greeley were being held. A crowd of several hundred rainsoaked men and women peeped out from under (heir
was the annual blackjack and slungshot and seven-shooter excursion of the police department. Under the law, all the dangerous weapons taken by the police have to be destroyed. When the northeast end of the basement of headquarters becomes so cluttered with brass knuckles, derringers, knives and the like that the ceiling begins to bulge, and the property clerk can’t swing in his swivel chair, the management promptly fixes a date and arranges the ex-
THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND..
Country Costume for Many Sports A costume of moderately heavy washable cotton answers the purposes of the athletic girl who goes in for all the summer sports. With an ample income and a zest for clothes one may dress for golf, far walking, for tennis, and all the rest of it, in special outfits designed for each sport, but there is no especially good reason for it. The “pastime suits” and hats introduced this season are appropriate forall sorts of outdoor wear. Two or three of them will see the average girl through the summer, and they are to be used for .general outing wear. A cotton khaki skirt in white and a cotton corduroy sports coat In blue are combined In the suit shown. No better choice for the skirt, as to color, can be made, for white stands the severest test of the laundry. Corduroys may be had in all thb fashionable
Veils and Furs for Midsummer Airy midsummer veils, made to float wflth every light breeze that blows, and to suggest coolness, are affected by the summer glrL They seem hardly made for association with cozy-looking fur pieces but are found side by side with what are called summer furs in the wardrobe of the up-to-date followers of fashion. But these two are not so incongruous as they seem; before the hours of a summer’s day have all rolled away both of them may prove a very good reason for existence. The new veils are sometimes the sole .trimming for midsummer hats, and they are made in fascinating patterns, in white or black mostly. A white hat of satin becomes a background for a veil of brilliant black in a lace and net pattern. Half of the veil is sometimes of plain net and the remainder of lace, worn in the effect of a harem veil. A white Veil on a black hat is occasionally managed with much cleverness, but the white veil on a white hat is a joy of midsummer, sure to please every one. Summer furs are made in small capes of ermine or moleskin or combinations of these, and in scarfs of
FANCIES AND FADS OF FASHION
By Julia Bottomley
ermine, fox, moleskin, and in jermine combined with these other furs. They are a fad, or course, but every one is ready to forgive an inconsistency when it is charming. Real fox skins, in white, are expensive, and ermine is a royal fur. But furriers are wonderfully clever In using other pelts to imitate both these hlgh-prtced varieties, to the entire satisfaction of those who wear them. A very small per cent of neckpieces classed as fur or ermine are really entitled to these names. Other furs masquerade with such good success under these titles that they lose their Identity. Moleskins are not rare furs but so much work is involved in making them up that summer furs of moleskin command a high price. With the lightest and most summery of apparel fashion decrees that summer furs and therefore so be it.
colors —light green, gold, rose, and blue among others. The skirt in this, as in other pastime suits, is of medium width, straight hanging and finished at the bottom with a cuff of material like the coat. It fastens at the left of the front with buttons and buttonholes. The coat has a collar and belt of the white material, and the cuffs and pockets are piped with it. It is a pretty fancy to have the buttons in the two colors used, but in this instance, as in many others, they are of plain white bone or pearl. Such a suit is to be worn with a plain shirtwaist, and dimity is a fine choice in well-fitting brimmed hats White or white with colored border for waists of this kind is made up with plain cuffs and collar and worn with ties of narrow ribbon. A wide choice, In well-fitting brimmed hats makes it possible to put the finishing touch to the pastime suit with the right style accent for each wearer.
Leaves in the Hair.
A very pretty fashion has Just come over from Paris. Chaplets of leaves, glossy or transparent, in colors harmonizing or contrasting with the dress, are being worn around the hair. This arrangement is particularly becoming to young girls so long as the leaves are not metallized.
GATHERED SMILES
THE ANSWER.
-Carl (in the theater foyer)—That girl can’t keep £till a minute. Cora —No wonder. There’s a mirror on either side of her.
Chronic Bore.
He who gets off a stale Joke, Devoid of wit or mirth, Would make a hit If he'd choke, And thus get off the earth.
Had No Kick Coming.
Quest (in-restaurants —Say, waiter, I ordered a spring chicken, did I not? Waiter—Dat am what yo’ did, sah. Guest—Well, this fowl you brought me ig one of the pair Noah had in the ark. Waiter—Yassah! but yo’-all ain’t got no kick cornin’, sah. Es dat chicken hadn’t bin pow’rful healthy hit wouldn’t neber done reach’d dat advanced age, sah. T
She Got Them All.
“And you say your teacher threatened to pull out one of your teeth every time you disobeyed her?” asked the uncle. , "Yes, sir," replied the boy. "And did she do it?” "She certainly did." "And now you are afraid to go back to school?” “I’m not afraid to go back; but what’s the use? I’m all out of teeth.”
Tercentenary Means Something.
“We are now passing through a neighborhood which has more culture to the square foot than any other part of town.” "Well! Well! Everybody about here, I suppose, is a higbrow.” “Yes. Why, the people in this neighborhood talk about Shakespeare as if he hadn’t been dead more than a week.”
Simplicity of It.
Speaking with a young lady, a gentleman mentioned that he had failed to keep abreast of the scientific advance of the age. ‘‘For instance,” he said, “I don’t know at all how the incandescent electric light is produced. ’ “Oh, it is very simple, said the lady. “You Just press a button arid tbe light appears at once.” —Christian Register.
Practiced It
Clerk—:Do you believe in preparedness? Clubleigh—Sure! I never go home late without having an excuse all framed up.”—Boston Evening Transcript.
Women’s or Men’s?
Myles—This paper says that St Paul merchants bought 200,000 hats at one time. Styles—Well, say; was It around Easter or election time?
BETWEEN STUNTS.
The Skeleton—Bughouse Is in a towering rage. He sayß he is going to sit all over the new freak. The Glass Beater—ls the freak worried? The Skeleton— Hardly. He Is the “human pincushion.”
A Happy Thought
“Tommy, how many times must I tell you to wash your face?” “But, ma, I’ve Just washed it" "Nonsense. One side Is covered with dirt” "That's all right, ma, If you will let me play on tbe front veranda I’ll keep the clean side toward the street”
The Flivver Boom.
“The timber used to build fliwerq may be all right” remarked the Observer of Events and Things, “but it Isn’t exactly presidential timber.”
EXCUSABLE NEGLECT.
Attorney for PlaintifT —You have testified that your conduct toward your wife was always affectionate and punctilious. Now, isn’t it a fact that you left the house one morning without kissing her good-by? Perkins (who is defending a separation suit on the ground of cruel and inhuman treatment) —Yes, sir. Attorney (triumphantly) Ah, I thought so. Now will you tell us why you left your wife without kissing her good-by? Perkins —Because she had Just hit me in the mouth with a flatiron, and my osculatory apparatus was temporarily disabled. —Judge.
He Knew It Was There.
Publisher —I have read your manuscript and will publish it- I believe the book is destined to fill a long-felt want. Author (on the verge of starvation) ■w-dham glad to bear you say so. By the way, could you advance me $10? Publisher —Certainly. But what do you intend to use it for? Author —I am anxious to begin filling that “long-felt want.”
A Feeling of Doubt.
“Of course, you can’t expect to get education for nothing,” said Farmer Corntossel. “But I can’t help wondering.” “Wondering about what?” asked his wife. “Whether it was worth losin’ half a day’s work listenin’ to our boy Josh arguin’ that we ought to say ‘ ’sparagus’ inßtid o’ ‘sparrowgrass.’ ”
WISE BOY.
“I told him I didn’t want to see Mm any more." “What did he do?” “Turned out the light.”
Way of the World.
Some folks let out an awful groan. When they talk of others’ sins; But when the talk turns to their own. Their groans are turned to grins.
Considerations Without Weight.
Don t you know that Shakespeare’* chirography was poor, and that he spelled his name as his fapcy happened to dictate?” inquired the Baconlte. “I don’t recall,” replied the loyal admirer. “I’m an advocate of the U3e of the typewriter and spelling reform.”
Judging From Experience.
“Pop, are bald eugles a distinct variety?” “I can’t say positively, my son, but I rather fancy a bald eagle is simply a married one.”
No Rival.
Mrs. Flatbush —It is said that French phonograph records, made on a recently Invented cloth, which can be mailed like letters, threaten to rival stenographers, Mrs. Bensonhurst—Nonsense ! Imagine your husband being kept at the office late by a piece of cloth 1
Their Abnormality.
“Dark horses have one unnatural quality.” “What is it?” “You, never hear a nay from any of them.”
Puzzling.
Mrs, Flatbush —Does your husband; speuk any language but English? Mrs. Bensonhurst — I think so. He often speaks a language in his sleep X don’t understand.
Hunter's Item.
Redd—There Is a heavy penalty sos killing deer out of season In Maine, yon know. Greene —And Is there any penalty for killing a guide out of season?
Relief In Bight.
“Do you smile when a comedian on the stage says, 1 feel that I’m going td sing?’ ’’ “Sometimes." “Yes.” "As a rule when he makes an announcement like that he Is nearing the end of his monologue.” >■
Power of Music.
Mrs. Flatbush—Did you say her husband has a passion for music? Mrs. Bensonhurst —Oh, my yes. Every time she sings he flies into one."
