Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 February 1917 — Page 2

PRUDENCE OF THE PARSONAGE.

A PAINFUL ACCIDENT BRINGS TRUE ROMANCE TO THE PARSONAGE GIRLS—MAYBE REAL

Mr. Starr; widower Methodist minister, is assigned to the congregation at Mount Mark, la. He has five charming daughters. Prudence, the eldest, keeps house for him. Fairy is a college freshman. Carol and Lark, twins, are in high school. Constance is the “baby.” The' activities of the Starr work, Falry*B school affairs, the pranks of the youngsters—and the family perplexities make the story; it is simply a recital of glorified homely, incidents. The preceding installment described the capture of a notorious burglar in the parsonage and the reward promised the girls.

CHAPTER Vll—Continued. Mr. Starr on Thursday morning had taken the early eastbound train to Burlington. He attended the evangelistic services at the tabernacle in the afternoon and evening, and then went to bed at the hotel. He slept late the next morning. When he finally appeared the elerk caine at once from behind the desk to speak to him. Two or three other guests, who had been lounging about, drew near. “We’ve just been reading about your girls.sir,” said the clerk respectfully. “It’sapre ttynervy lit tle bun cli! You must be proud of them!” “My girls!” ejaculated Mr. Starr. “Haven’t you seen the morning paper? You’re Mr. Starr, the Methodist minister at Mount Mark, aren’t you?” “I am! But what has happened to my girls? Is anything wrong? Give me the paper!” Five minutes later Mr. Starr and his suitcase were ,jn a taxicab speeding toward Union station, and within eight minutes he was en route for Mount Mark—white in the face, shaky in the knees, but tremendously proud in ■ - - ----- —zd Arriving at Mount Mark, hC was instantly surrounded, by an exclamatory crowd of station loungers. The name of Prudence was upon every tongue, and her father heard it with satisfaction. In the parsonage he found at least two-thirds ofXhe-Ladies’ Aid sodety, the trustees andlhe _Supdili’t_ school superintendent, along with a miscellaneous assortment of ordinary members, mixed up with Presbyterians, Baptists and a few unclassified outsiders. And Prudence was -the c'enter of attraction. She was telling the “whole story,” for perhaps the fifteenth time that morning, but she'Uroke’"(rtf when her father hurried in and flung her arms about him. “Oh, papa,” she cried, “they mustn't praise me. I had no idea there was a burglar in the house when I ran down the stairs, and I honestly can't see that much credit is due me.”

But Mount Mark did not take it so calmly. And as for the Methodist church—well, the Presbyterian people used to say there was “no living with those Methodists, since the girls caught ■~aTsuFgrat fVf'Totrrsw it was important, from the Methodist point- -of—yiew.-—Pmtures _ of - the parsonage and the church were in all the_ ~ pajpers for "miles around, and at theirvery next meeting the trustees decided to get the piano the Sunday school had been needing for the last hundred years! When the five hundred dollars arrived from Oiieago, Prudent felt that personally she had no real right to the money. “We must divide it,” she insisted, “for I didn’t earn it a hit more —than—any--of the -others.—But -it—imperfectly glorious to have five hundred dollars, isn’t it? Did you ever have five hundred dollars before? Just take it, fathei< and use it for whatever we need. It’s family money.” Neither the younger girls nor their father would consent to this. But when Prudence pleaded with them earnestly, they decided to divide it. “I will deposit two hundred and fifty dollars for the four younger ones,” he said, “and that will leave you as much.” So it was settled, and Prudence was - a -happy girl when she saw it safely put away in the bank. CHAPTER VIII. Romance Comes. Sometimes. Methodists, or Presbyterians, or heretics—whatever we may he—Ave are irresistibly impelled to the conclusion that things' were simply bound to happen I However slight the cause —still that cause was predestined from the beginning of time. A girl may by the sheerest. accident step from the street car a block ahead of her destination—an irritating accident. But as she walks that block she may imeet an old-time friend, and a stranger. And that stranger—ah, you can never convince the girl that her stepping front the car'too soon was not ordered when the foundations of the world ♦were laid. . After all, it was very simple. Across the street from the parsonage lived a girl named Mattle Moore—a common, unlovely, unexciting girl, who taught » country school five miles out from ■

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town, and rode to and from her school) morning and evening, on a bicycle. - ' One evening, early in June, when the world was fair to look upon, it was foreordained that Prudence should be turning in at the parsonage gate just os Mattie Moore whirled up. opposite, on her dusty wheel. Prudence stopped to interchange polite inanities with her neighbor, and Mattie, wheeling the bicycle lightly beside her, came across the street and stood beneath the parsonage maples with Prudence. They talked of the weather, of the coming summer, of Mattie's school, rejoicing that one more week would bring freedom frorii books" for Mattie and the younger parsonage girls. Then said Prudence: “Isn’t it great fun to ride a bicycle? I love it. Bornetime will you let me ride your wheel?” "Why, certainly. You may ride now if you like.” “No,” said Prudence slowly, “I used to ride, but am afraid it would not do now. Some of the members might see me, and—well, I am very grownup. you knew. 'Of course,” she added hastily, “it is different with you. You ride for business, but it would be nothing but a frolic with me. I want to go parly in the morning, when the world isfast asleep. Let me take it tomorrow’ morning, will you?” “Yes, of course you may;” was the hearty answer. “You may stay out as long as you like. I always sleep late on Saturdays." So Prudence delightedly tripped up the parsonage board walk, wheeling the bicycle by her side. She hid ip carefully in the woodshed, for the twins were rash and venturesome. But after she had gone to bed, she confided her plan to Fairy. “I’m going at six o’clock, and, Fairy, if I am a little late, you’ll get breakfast for papa and the girls, like a dear, won't you?” Fairy promised. And early the next morning Prudence, in red sweater jacket and cap, set out upon her secret ride. It was a magnificent morning, and Prudence sang for pure delight as she rode swiftly along the country roads, guided only by her own caprice. She knew it was growing late, “but Fairy’ll get breakfast,” she thought, comfortably. Finally she turned in a by-road leading between two rich, Dismounting at the top of a long hill, she gazed anxiously around her. No_ one was in sight. The nearest house tyas-two- nnles behlTOt and the road" was long and smooth and inviting, and the hill was -steep. Prudence yearned for a good, "souFstirrlng” coast, with her feet high on the framework of the wheel,- and the pedals flying around beneath her skirts. It seemed safe. - The only- living-thing in sight was a sober-eyed', serious mule peacefully grazing near the bottom of the hill. —Prudence laughed gleefully, like ff~ child. She never laughed again in exactly that way. “Here goes!” she cried, and, leaping nimbly into the saddle, she pedaled swiftly _a few times,- and then lifted her feet to the coveted position. Thq pedals flew around beneath her.XamJ/ the wind whistled about her in a most exhilaBut as she neared the bottom the placid mule suddenly stalked into the middle of the road. Prudence Screamed, jerked the handlebar to the right, to -Hie .then, with -a sickening thud, she struck the mule head first, and bounced on down to the ground, with a little cry of pain. The bicycle crashed beside her. and the mule, slightly startled, .looked around at her with ears raised in silent questioning. Then he ambled slowly across the road, and deliberately continued his grazing. Prudence tried to raise herself, but she felt sharp pain. She heard someone leaping-over the fence near her, and Wondered, without moving her head, if it could be a tramp bent on highway robbery. The next instant a man wasjeaning over her. “It’s not a tramp,” she thought, before he had time to speak. "Are you hurt?" he cried. “You poor child!” ■ . . Prudence smiled pluckily. “My ankle Is hurt a little, but I am not a child.” The ypung man, in great relief, laughed aloud, and Prudence joined him rather faintly. ‘Tift afraid I cannot walk,” she said. “I believe I’ve broken my ankle, maybe my whole leg, for all I know. It—hurts—pretty badly?” '

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“Lie down like this," he said, nelplng her to ,n more comfortable position, "do not move. May ♦ examine your foot?” She shook her head, but he removed the shoe regardless of her headshake. J*l.believe it is sprained. I am sure the bone is not broken. But how in the world will you get home? How far is it to Mount Mark? Is that where yon live?” •'Yes” considering “yes, I live there, and it must be four miles, anyhow. What shall I do?” In answer, he pulled off his coat, and arranged it carefully by the side of the road on the grass. Then jerking open the bag he had carried, he took out a few towels, and three soft shirts. Hastily rolling them together for a pillow, he added it to the bed pro fem. Then he turned again to Prudence. “I’ll ~car?y~you~over~here, and fix' you as comfortably as I can. Then I’ll go to the nearest house and get a wagon to take you home.” Prudence was not shy, and realizing that his plan was the wise one, she made rmobjectfons when he came to help her across the road. ”1 think I ynn walk if you lift me up /»- - - - - But the first movement sent, such a twinge of pajn through, the wounded ankle that she clutched him frantically and burst into tears. “It hurts,” she cried, “don’t touch me.” Without speaking, he lifted her as gently as he could and carried her to the place he had prepared for her. “Will you be warm enough?” he asked, after he had -stood looking awkwardly down upon the sobbing girl as long as he could endure it. “Yes.” nodded Prudence, gulping down the big sob rising in her throat. “I’ll run. This confounded cross-cut Is so out of the way that no one will pass here for hours, I suppose. Now lie as comfortably aft you can, and do not worry. I’m going to run.” Off he started, but Prudence, left alone. was suddenly frightened*, “Please, oh, please,” she called after htnn and-when he came back she buried her face in shame, deep in the linen towel. “I’m afraid,” she whispered, crying again. “I do not wish to be left alone here. A snake might- come, or a tramp.” He sat down beside her. “You’re nervous. I’ll stay with you untif you feel better. Someone may come this way, but it isn’t likely. I cut through the hickory grove to save a mile, That’s

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how I happened to find you." He smiled a little, and Prudence, remem- ' tiering the nature of her accident. | flushed. Then, being Prudence, she laughed. . A “It was my own fault. I had no business to go coasting down like that. But the mule was so stationary. It never occurred to me that he contemplated moving for the next century at least -He was a -bitter disappointmentA 1 ~-She*looked down the roadside where the mule was contentedly grazing, with never .so much as a sympathetic glance : at his victim.' “I’m afraid your bicycle is rather badly done up.”

Do you believe that Prudence couid be made to believe there was such a thing as love at first sight?

(TO BE CONTINUeOH

New Mirror Is Magnifier.

A mirror which magnifies at any distance without distorting the- lines or the focus of the object reflected has been perfected by an Erie (Pa.) manufacturer. f The mirror is particularly adapted to the needs of mechanics in looking underneath or in back of objects, but is also a practical household article! As it reflects a white light, it is said to recommend itself particularly to the examination of internal or underneath mechanical parts which tire difficult to readjust unless taken to the light for examination. Hence, it is also claimed to be invaluable for examining the throat, teeth, mouth or eyes. ♦ .

On Parade.

Don’t get it wrong. A governor’s staff isn’t something to lean on. Its sole function is to glisten.—lndianapolis News. In 20 generations every, person nas had 131.076 direct ancestors.

With Vest Effect

* The smart frock here shown is made of tan-colored crepe meteor with trimming of darker velvet, and blue and tan brocade. The velvet Is used for the collar, inside facing of the sleeves, and for the two bands which run the length of the garment on either side of the front , . ■ —;• The brochde is employed for the very smart little gllet or vest, -and for the turn-back cuffs which finish the

Spring Frock Showing Effect of Vest.

sleeves at the 'wrist. The skirt of the frock may be gathered in at the waistline, or it may be arranged in flat or box plaits, all three of these methods being thoroughly' approved. A fitted lining fastens in the center front, thus holding all parts of the gown snugly in place, with the vest buttoning atone side. Some of the best American and Parisian fashion authorities have set their seal of approval on the little vest effect in both suits and frocks" for the coming spring. The vest is found attractive when developed in elthersiflu-OF-Wobt-fahric. Some smart cottons and linens are even being developed into frocks for next summer with a vest of contrasting color to serve as the distinguishing note. A pink, blue or stem green linen' with vest <sf white pique would be smart, and a touch of black arrived at by the use of detachable velvet bands or W the use of black jet buttons is noted on many frocks for the summer of 1917. To make the gown shown in the sketch six yards of material 36 inches wide will be required, together with one yard and a quarter of velvet for the bands, collar, etc., and three-quar-

SEASONABLE MODEL

Creators have set the sign of their approval upon the long suit jacket for all. This criterion will bb followed throughout the winter season. The costume 4s an approved model for winter wear. It Is of dark green satin, trimmed with gray rabbit.

ters of a yard of brocade or flowered fabric the same width for vest and cuffs. As will be noted by a glance at the sketch, a belt of the brocade continued from the vest circles the waist and is caught at the back by a single button.

COLORS MUST BE MATCHED

Important Matter to Which Woman Who Would Dress Well Will Give Proper Consideration. It has occurred to one designer that a hat which matched the coat in a somewhat obscure way would be unusual, so there appears now a hat of sage-green velvet to Tnatch the velvet of the collar with which the velour coat is topped. The blouse which matches the coat <llßing ciiTries Out the same scheme. Gloves to match the tops of the shoes help a costume to perfection. The comb to match the evening gown in color and character brings this idea out more clearly. Another matching set is a mantle of velvet of the same material and made on practically the same lines as the evening gown*- Each are works of art, but they are made for each other alone. A vest of fur to match the fur trimmings on the suit is another instance of this fad. Hence, if you aim to be well dressed, let your motto read, “Match as match can.”

PRETTY VASES CHEAPLY MADE

Jafs That Have Held Jam, and Cream Pots, May Be Utilized for the Purpose. I Jam jars and cream pots can be made into very pretty vases or plant holders. First of all the jars should be of earthenware, as glass is too slippery to work upon. First wash them well, then let them dry. If the surface is at all rough, rub it down with sandpaper, Now take some oil paint and brush smoothly all over the jar; a cream color is got by mixing the tiniest spot of yellow with white paint; a dainty

Vase Made From Cream Pot.

pale blue by mixing a touch of blue with plenty of white. When the coat is quite dry, stencil round the* jar a pretty design. Stencils can be bought ready-made and only cost a few cents; they last a long time. Oil color is simply dabbed through the holes and the pattern is made. The coloring will depend upon the choice nfthe worker :...if. tlie_ha£fc,. ground is cream or white, the flowers should be. stenciled a pretty pink and the leaves a delicate green. Leave all lo dry, then, if-liked; the jars can be varnished with cl e ear varnish. In many cases the natural jar can be left without being covered, and a pattern just put on. Very pretty effects can be got by covering the jars with very pretty wallpaper; this must be done with care; then, when the paste is dry, varnish all over. Really beautiful vases can be made by covering cream pots with cigar bands. These ornaments look most costly affairs, the colors are so beautiful and rich. Thus from odd jars lying about can pretty and useful articles be made, suitable for the home, for bazaars, or gifts to friends; the cost is Very trivial and the work Is easy and Interesting.

Jersey and Angora Sports Suits.

Jersey and angora make a splendid combination, both light and very warm, for winter sports. Both the jersey and the angora may be had in any color, and the: resultant schemes are Very lovely. Green and brown are good together In these materials, blue and gray, or any color jersey—blue, rose, buff—with white angora for finishing. These suits are made up very simply, of course, with no decoration of any kind except, perhaps, a big cape collar, huge pockets or large colored buttons down the front. These are* good for all kinds of rough wear. Jersey and angora combined are for scprfs and caps, as they have teen for a long time In sweaters. _

Satin Frocks.

The vogue of satin fur frocks and hats has led to a number of satin bags? and card cases. Even cigarette cases "for the woman who indulges in the weed are to be had In satin. The satin bags are generally embroidered, soutached or bead-trimmed. One new bag which magnetizes attention is trimmed with a fringe of small silver bells which tinkle the owner’s way to popular! tyf ~

The Sufficiency of Grace

By REV. HOWARD W. POPE

Moody Bible Institute, Chicago

TEXT—lnstead of the thorn shall come up the fir tree, and Instead of the brier shall cotne up the myrtle tree.—lsa. 55:13.

In this verse we have a striking lesson on the substitutions of grace. .It

school. When we inquire for the reason, he answers that he does not like the teaching. . When pressed for an explanation, he says, “Well, you do not teach the doctrine of eradication.” “And what do you mean by that?” “I mean that God removes the roots of sin from our nature, so that one will not sin, and your school does not teach that doctrine, does it?” “No, but we teach something far better.” “ What- tfo yoUmcan ? I did not know that there was anything better than the eradication of sin.” “Oh yes, the substitution of grace is far superior. Instead of digging out the roots of sin, God plants in our nature the germs of grace, which overrun, and InTime run out the seeds of evil. ‘lnstead of the thorn shall come up the Are tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle.’ ” Luther Burbank takes the prairie cactus, whose sharp thorns are the terror of num and beast, and converts it into a nourishing food, on which the cattle fatten and flourish. What was once a thing to be dreaded is now a Trroans of support; The apple tree which once bore nothing but sour and bitter fruit, small in size, and rough in appearance, by the simple process of grafting can be made to produce apples which are large, sweet and luscious.- - It is the same old tree, but a new principle has been Introduced; arid that hew nature dominates and determines the whole output of the tree. I once saw a lemon tree In California which had been grafted until it was bearing 22 different kinds of luscious fruit. What Burbank and others are doing in the realm of nature, God is continually doing in the realm of grace. He does not destroy the tree which bears bitter fruit, but he grafts Into it the grace that is in Christ Jesus, and soon that tred is rich and beautiful with all the fruits of the Spirit. /“Thou art Simon,” said Jesus, the first time he met him, and Simon in his circle of friends was a synonym for fickleness, and instability. But knowing what grace could do for that big-hearted fisherman, Jesus added, “Thou shalt be called Cephas,” which means “a rock,” and is a symbol of 'flrmness.''”Tet^TnFaTly“^cH7 < a"The'' point where he could truthfully say that he was kept by the power of God through faith unto salvation. =

James and John were so hot tempered and violent that they were surnamed “Boanerges”—sons of thunder, but grace led one of them to die as a jmdJhejitheiLta be called the apostle of love. What God has done for others, he will do for us. If there are thorns of selfishness and briers of envy or malice in our character, we must not be satisfied with their extermination, but ask God to~ ~ give us the very opposite of these, the love which suffereth long and is kind, which envieth not and is not puffed up. Where the thorns of criticism and faultfinding grew, there let us claim a tall and stately growth of generous praise, and hearty appreciation. Let us never be satisfied with overcoming the petty faults and foibles of our character, but ask God also to adorn our lives with all the graces and virtues that are in Christ Jesus, instead of the briers, the beautiful myrtle, the graceful smilax, and the sweet-scented apbutus. —w “ It may be that there are some thorns in our own environment, as well aS in our character; some things which are hard to bear, and painful to endure. God can change these thorns into roses, these painful conditions into a source of gratitude and praise. Raul had a thprn in his flesh, and so perhaps have you—a disagreeable employer, or an uncongenial roommate. Paul found God’s grace sufficient to change that painful thorn Into his greatest blessing, and so may you and I.

Christ by his resurrection has even robbed death of Its sting and converted it into a gateway to heaven. Yes, grace is sufficient for all things. Grace, fathomless as the sea, Grace flowing from Calvary, Grace enough for eternity—--—-Grace enough for me. It is not enough to do good, one must do lit in the right way.—Lord Morley. *

would be a good deal to dig up the thorn, and cut down the briers, but God does far more. He substitwtes Io Ltka.. thornbush the tall and beautiful fir tree, and for the hateful briefs the graceful myrtle. Occasionally ’ a student comes to our office after a stay of a few days, and informs us that he is about to leave the