Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 280, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 November 1916 — Page 3

The Good Friend

By Jessie Ethel Sherwin

(Copyright, IMS, by W. G. Chapman.) Willis Strong, specious swindling land agent, thought he had turned a particularly clever trick when he Induced Mrs. Salina Burgess, two years a widow, to invest nearly all she had, some two thousand dollars, in forty acres of land. A great company Jiad been formed to develop the Pearl river district Numerous land speculators had rushed in to buy up what tracts they could, counting on the prestige of the really reputable men behind the company to sell anything and everything lining the river at any preposterous price they might charge. Salina, fair, thirty, venturesome, bought the forty acres without seeing it When she did see it she realized that she had been swindled and sat down on a rock and cried. It was enough to make angels weep! The forty acres were located on a barren stretch of rock where the river turned. There were patches of soil here and there, but in the main it was bare as a Himalayan plateau. “And I sold the small but cozy home at Riverton for this!" she sobbed desolately. “And I’ve got to live here, for I have no other possession on earth!”

“Then, too, Mr. Royd,” she added, “why have I thrown my chance away?”

A memory of Bernard Royd was a tender spot with Salina. She had been forced by a scheming mother, now dead, to marry Robert Burgess,

"You Are a Smart, Capable Woman.”

when her heart longed for Bernard Boyd. After she had become a widow the old friendly acquaintance was resumed. Salina made no denial to close friends that she loved her oldtime suitor. She had sold the home because Pearl River investments were reported doubling qp, and she liked to anticipate a goodly dower she could bring to Boyd, in case he proposed. There was nothing to. do but to build a small house on the forty acres and she and an old man servant of the family try to wrest a living from the unfruitful soil. Boyd did not see Salina before she moved. He tvas a civil engineer and, she learned, employed by the development Company. She took heart of hope. He could not have entirely forgotten her, and in his business duties would be likely to be at times In the neighborhood and come to see her. Salina heard from him Indirectly. An old neighbor visited her, who had met Boyd down the valley. "He asked about you, Mrs. Burgess,” the informant told her. "He was surprised when I informed him of your grand move. He looked serious. ‘Bobbed her, eh? and she is quite poor. I’m going to call on her when I work down the valley on my surveyor’s trip!’ I say t Mrs. Burgess, that would have been a sure match for you if you had stayed at Biverton, wouldn’t it?” But Salina only blushed and looked embarrassed and tried to laugh away the matter. All the same from that day forward she set about making the rude and humble home as presentable as possible. One day Royd came to the place. He found Salina neat and trim of garb, sweet and glad of spirit. The house was neat as apin. She cooked him a meal that made him long for more. Barren as the land was she had raised some hardy vegetables, had four cows and milk which she sold at a, large profit to laborers working along the river, and chickens galore. “You are a smart, capable woman,” declared Royd with sincerity. “It’s a shame they sold you this wretched piece of desert land, when there are such desirable sites further up the stream.” And then a thoughtful, calculating expression came into the face of Boyd. He took quite a scientific purvey of the barren forty acres, r He crossed it to where at its inner edge the ground depressed to the bed of a purtling stream that wound in and out and ten miles farther on joined tie Pearl river. V

“She’s got it!" he cried abruptly and his eyes sparkled at the suggestion of a mighty Idea. “Mrs. Burgess," be said as he bade her adieu late that afternoon, “you would never have tumbled into this awkward land ownership if I had been by to advise you.” “I know that,” sighed Salina, convincedly. “There is a way out. Will you help me find it?" Salina fluttered. She half fancied he was going to propose then and there, but he did not. He was a slow-going, methodical man, and the time was not ripe for matrimony yet, he wisely decided. “I want you to promise not to sell this land without •consulting me.” “That isn’t difficult,” smiled Salina, “who would buy it?” “You don’t know, others may see value in it for some specific purpose. Will you make that promise?” “Why, certainly,” agreed Salina. “And if anyone asks you your price, say ten thousand dollars.” “Oh, Bernard!” cried Salina In amaze. Then in consternation she added: “I mean, Mr. Royd; yes, yes, I’ll do It, but no danger of anyone asking!" “Wait and see,” and with those mysterious words Royd went his way. Salina watched him till he was out of sight. “Dear, honest soul!" she murmured. “I am afraid I love him.” “A sweet, smart home body,” murmured Royd. “Some day, maybe, and I hope.” Three businesslike men announcing themselves as commissioners of the company tramped all over the forty acres ope day a month later. After looking at its environment critically they came to the house. “You are tile owner of this plateau land?” inquired one of the gentlemen courteously. “Yes, sir,” bowed Salina. “We can use this location in our engineering operations, we find. It is not worth much as a farm. You have your price?” “Ten thousand dollars," replied Salina sturdily. The gentleman stared. Then their spokesman smiled. “I see you have been advised,” he observed. “Very well, we will consider the offer.” A few days later Salina received a letter from the office of the development company. The ten thousand dollars was ready for her. In the course of a week the money was paid. She marveled, but held her counsel, returned to Riverton, placed the money in bank and went toXtay with a lady friend until she could decide what to do with all this suddenly acquired wealth. She wondered why Mr. Royd had not come to see her. She knew, one evening. He made an explanation. The company owned nearly a mile back from Pearl river. Royd had made a suggestion to blow away the hill on the forty acres, divide the river, have it flow into the little creek and this diversion, or rather distribution, of water would bring the creek land at once Into the»market fully irrigated. “I did not compromise with honor or duty,” he said, “for your forty acres was the only spot where the break could be made.” “Don’t go,” she said wistfully as he bade her adieu at the garden gate, and then she shrank back, overcome at her impulsive temerity. “Why not?” he insisted. “I —I shall miss you as I have missed you. I won’t know what to do with my money. Won’t you take charge of It?” “And you in the bargain?” “Yes, if you only, will.” And Jie did.

BOUND TO GET IN WRONG

Poor Piedwick Comes to Realize That Fact Early in His Happy Married Life. It was the second Tuesday of the first month of their married life. He had just returned from the horrid, horrid office, and now they were facing each other across their cozy, wozey little dining table in the dining room, tastefully furnished in the style of Louis XCVIII. “Piedwick,” she pouted, “you haven’t said a word about the dinner that I cooked for you with my eenie weeny own hands, you haven’t, you haven’tl” “My love 1” he cried, the light of an inexpressible admiration shining from all his eyes. “I never tasted such a magnollous, scrumptious, absolutely very-good Eddy dinner in my life. I never even smelt one. My angel, the man who could be Insensible to these incomparably prepared viands and foodstuffs would be a dog, an ingrate, a traitor and a boob —’’ He suddenly threw on the check reiif. Etheldita was crying! “You only love me for my cooking!” she sobbed. And to show his absolute neutrality he had to slam -his face down in his spaghetti, and she came over and picked the pieces off, and all was serene for eight minutes.—Detroit Free Press.

Looking Forward.

There died in England the other day a professor of parts. What he knew about things that happened untold ages ago can be appreciated only by other professors who know approximately as much. If he had been asked bls opinion of the existing world crisis he probably would have waved the anxious interviewer off with the impatient suggestion that he could, not be bothered with small affairs. /

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

In Dark Velvet With Fur Banding

In a moderate climate or In localities where there is no severely cold weather, a cape with hat and muff to match make a handsome winter outfit. In colder climates such a set Is convenient for early winter or between Reasons and has the merit of good style to commend it, as well as novelty and usefulness. It is elegant enough, from the nature of these materials used for making it, for dressy wear, and it is quite enough for the street. Velvet In any of the dark rich colors that are fashionable, or In black, Is used for making the three pieces that compose the set. Taupe gray, very dark brown, and black, present the best three choices in the matter of color for a set that is to do so much service. The plain variety, having an erect pile, is handsomer and gives better wear than other kinds. Fur banding adds so much to the char-

Thoroughly Comfortable Coats

Designers of coats for this winter’s wear seem to have set themselves the task of making the most thoroughly comfortable garments. More than anything else the coats of the present season convey the idea of warmth. The materials used for making them are soft, bulky and loosely woven; they look warm and are warm. Then the ajnple fullness of the styles adds to the effect of comfort, and wide collars of fur. or of the fabric, that muffle up the neck are the best asset of the designer. They are matched with generous flaring or big straight cuffs. Two very handsome models in winter coats appear in the illustration given here. In one of them a heavy Bolivia cloth is trimmed with Hudson seal fur. TBut the introduction of fur of almost any kind adds so much to the price of coats that fur-fabrics are used on similar designs, and the coats do not suffer by this substitution. Furfabrics have reached such a degree of excellence that they are as handsome and as rich looking as the skins they imitate. , The coat of Bolivia cloth is a belted model, and Duttons make an Important

acter of this set that Its selection merits considerable thought In the set Illustrated black velvet is trimmed with dyed wolf. Fox, skunk, seal or moleskin banding looks well with almost any color in the velvet and are especially effective on gray and brown. The cape is cut with one of the most graceful of new collars with a standing wide fold of velvet about the neck and a band of fur where it joins the cape. The fur banding follows the edges of the cape at the front and around the bottom. The muff Is plain and of medium size, with the fur brought up to a point at the top, on both sides. The hat is equally simple, with plain brim and puffed crown of velvet and a narrow band of fur between them. A little cluster of metallic roses at the front, in rose and silver, nestles In the fur.

item of its finish. They are set In rows at each side and on the back of the sleeves. They fasten the coat above the waistline, and the collar, when brought up about the neck, is held io place by them. The other coat is a velvet model with a noteworthy cape attachment and several attractive peculiarities of finish that distinguish it These appear in the wide place of the sleeves at the wrist in the pocket drapery at each side of the skirt, and in the double belt which fastens across the front The big collar follows the season’s vogue and is brought up about the neck like a small turned-over cape. ~

To Wash Brushes and Combs.

To wash brushes and combs put a teaspoonful of ammonia in a basin of hot water and dip the brush up and down in it letting the comb remain in the, water for a few minutes. In this way all the grease will disappear, and, after rinsing in cold water, both brushes and comba will be clean.

INTERESTING ITEMS FROM THE CITIES

Chinese Girl in Pajamas Shocked New York Cop

NEW YORK. —If there is one thing on which the police department role book is silent. It is the Chinese national costume. The policeman on duty •t Seventy-second street and Columbus avenue was cogitating on the increased

“Here, here!” called the policeman, sternly, “what’s this?” and be held up his hand to halt the young woman. She gave him a Chinese stare and dropped behind to permit two young women in regular costumes to step forward. / “What do you want?" one asked. “We are the Misses Madeline and Alice Liebert, daughters of the French consul general, and this is our maid.” “Sure," said the policeman. "That’s all right, miss, and a nice girl she is, too, but she can’t go around with them things on. Why don’t she dress?” “That Is her native dress. She Is Chinese," said Miss Alice. "Them pants!” gasped the man. “Where’s her skirts?” “They don’t wear skirts,” snapped the young woman. The policeman groped for qome precedent. Fly, the terrier the Chinese maid was leading, barked, and the throng giggled. The policeman sighed, then became stern. “Move on,” said he. “What are y’ gatherin' here for? Move on, I tell y’—Miss,” he added, “better take her home and put on skirts. Sure them things is all right for China, but they ain’t for New York,” and he gave another policeman’s gasp and walked on.

Detroit Conductor Suppressed Indian Uprising

DETROIT. —An almost Indian uprising was added to the metropolitan excitements of Detroit the other day. It was all over almost as soon as it started, but while it lasted, according to police and others, there was quite a

lively, time on a Toledo electric car entering Detroit. The report that first reached De-tective-Inspector George Larkins was that a band of Indians had captured an Inbound interurban car at the River Rouge bridge. The inspector called Detectives Stefnhabel and Gill from their task of identifying family door plates and rheumatic concertinas in the downtown pawnshops and sent them with Detectives Balone and

McKenzie in'the detectives’ flyej. to » quell the outbreak. Armed with riot guns, the officers sped out Fort street expecting to find the car crew duly bound to a fence post and scalped and the passengers robbed in true Western style. They met the big Interurban about a mile Inside the limits, proceeding on its way as if nothing untoward had happened. “Where’s them Indians?” yelled Steinhabel to the conductor. “Oh, I heaved a mess of ’em off at the limits because they wouldn’t pay their city fares,” replied the conductor. Proceeding further; the officers found one ancient Indian brave, who declared he is known as Chief Longwool, and five nondescript squaws carrying musical instruments. They told the officers that they were coming to Detroit to join a carnival troupe and had no intention of disturbing the “palefaces.” The “chief” was taken to the station, where a loaded revolver, found in his satchel, was taken from him and he was released. Meanwhile the female eontingent stood on the front porch at Police headquarters lamenting the fact that Detroiters are disinterested when if comes to patronizing Indian medicine shows.

Seattle Women Devoting Themselves to Reducing

SEATTLE. —Along with all the other disciplinary methods which the wopaen of Seattle took up this last summer, and are continuing, for the better- . ment of mind and body, were certain new ways by which to reduce and

at parties confidentially talking together and curiosity getting the better, become an eavesdropper, you may perhaps hear snatches of conversation like this: “Oh, do you really think it will help me to get thin?” “How many pounds did you lose?” “Do I really have to give up all the good things to eat at parties?” “How long do I have to keep it up?” and hundreds of other questions, all asked breathlessly and in between reassurances of good result*. Seriously, there is a perceptible difference in the weight of a good many! women in this town at present. Those reducing are stoically living a life of rules, taking exercise, riding less and walking more, and in consequence never felt better in their lives. F The hotels and several of the clubs are helping the women, too, for in many instances they are featuring the different dishes advised. So ifsomeone asks you soon after a greeting, “How much do you weigh?” don’t be offended; if you have lost a few pounds or ounces, proudly give the figures.

St Louis Finds Its Dust Crowded With Bacilli

ST. LOUIS. —Analysis of samples of dust picked up from downtown street* by the big vacuum street sweeper shows that each gram of dust, whichlß less than a teaspoonful, contains more than 60,000,000 bacilli, more than one-

half of which are dangerous diseases, so reported City Bacteriologist Baldwin to Director of Streets and Sewers Talbert. The tests show, Doctor Baldwin said, that the dust particles on the streets In the business district form one of the contributory causes of illhealth in St. Ronis. When inhaled or breathed by persons whose systems are run down they may cause serious Illness, he declared.

Among the germs found were large quantities of the colon and streptococci groups. The colon group include typhoid fever and kindred bacilli. Doctor Baldwin said. The streptococci group Include those which cause abscesses, inflammations, bowel troubles and similar ailments. The dust in the middle of the streets contains a greater percentage of dangerous germs than the dirt near the curbs, the analysis shows. The tests show that each gram of dust near the curbs contains Un, average ; of 52,420,000 germs. Of these. 7,344,000 are of the colon group and 29,976.000 are of the streptococci group. Each gram of dust from the middle of the streets averages 66.320,000 germs, of which 15,604,000 are of the colon typg tnd 23,405,000 are the streptococci.

cost of spuds, when he gave a regular policeman’s . gasp. This is a longdrawn wheeze, ending in a sigh, and means—“ Well, \\fiat have we here?" What was bad' there was a slim, slant-eyed young woman leading a fox terrier by a leash and a crowd of interested ones through curiosity. She wore a pink and blue striped suit of pajamas and bronze-heeled slippers, and she appeared as much at ease as If she were powdering her nose In her boudoir.

produce flesh, with a decided preference for the ways of reduction. Those preferring a sylphlike form of beauty have been following for sev- _„ i eral months the rules and regulations of a certain book, not long out of the hands of the publishers, with treatises on reduction by proper food. So successful have the methods been with tne numerous fat women of this city , that the flesh-reducing fad has be- • come almost a fever. If you see mysterious little groups