Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 168, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 August 1917 — Page 3

Trained Women for the Work of Military Relief Greatly Needed

iof real service. Trained women for the work of military relief are needed. The immediate call is for competent nurses. A soldier’s life is too precious to risk in unskilled hands. Nurses must largely be drawn from the hospitals of the cities, and womeq must be found to take the places of many nurses in civilian hospitals. if the time comes when women must go into industry, the burden •of caring for children must be shifted from many mothers and homes or nurseries must be found for infants. It is the Red Cross that will be called upon for this service also.,

Aid Given Nation by Women in War Will Hasten Day of Full Suffrage

What influence will the war have on the woman suffrage movement? What will woman suffragists do to help their country during the war ? I We shall not, of course, discontinue woman-suffrage propaganda. We 'realize that it may be more difficult than heretofore, since the thought and interest of the country are centered on the war. We know that it will not be easy to raise money for woman suffrage, to create new organisations, to hold public meetings. It will be necessary, probably, to change somewhat the character of our efforts. But the spirit of the times fights on our. side. The thought of the ’people of these United States is turned toward democracy these days. Furthermore, men see that their own patriotism is duplicated in dheir women. They see that the services of women in time of stress, as jin ordinary daily life, are just as essential as the services of men, and are given just as generously, just as faithfully and efficiently. I believe that every woman who shows herself patriotic, faithful, efficient, is doing her share to hasten the day of the enfranchisement of women, when this government shall actually become what it has up to this time only pretended to be, a government of, by and for the people.

Bread Still One of Cheapest of Foods Even at Increased Prices

In the desire to economize housewives may cut down the use of bread "because the size of the Joaf is decreasing and the cost constantly increasing. This is unfortunate. Bread is our best food. In the diet of most people it is the largest single item. Today flour sells at about the same price as sugar, and the flour bill seems appallingly large to those who for years have purchased flour at three cents a pound. But even at ten scents a pound flour is cheap food when compared with meats and vegetables. If any attempt to practice economy by using less flour or eating Bess bread compels the purchase of more meat or vegetables, the expense for food is increased rather than diminished, and the family may be less successfully fed. If we can crowd into the daily diet as much as one pound of good bread a person a day, we are certain that the family will not be badly fed. Of course the bread must be supplemented by fats which are usually supplied by butter and by more lime and iron. The lime, especially for young children, is provided in milk, and fresh fruits and vegetables are □rich in iron. If fruits and vegetables are not' obtainable or are sold at prices which seem extravagantly high, special care should be taken to use a whole-wheat flour br a loaf which contains more mineral matter and cellulose than the white loaf of the baker.

Women Must Know Their Part in War is to Stop Staggering Food Waste

By MRS. JOHN DICKINSON SHERMAN

Chairman Comervation Department, General Federation el Woman’* Club*

It is inexcusable at this time for women not to inform themselves concerning the various phases of food conservation as it affects the individual, the community, the nation and our allies. i One of the greatest present needs is scientific direction in food nutrition and food economy. Thousands of women are eager to be thrifty, to use their resources wisely; but they do not know how. Sane, practical ihome economics instruction ’is greatly needed. The women of the country must be made to realize as never before that it is their part in this wab to stop the waste that goes into the garbage pail —a waste that has been estimated a $700,000,000 annually. The 'figure is staggering. This is what two ounces saved a day by 100,000,000 people means. Our responsibility does not depend upon peace or war. If peace were declared tomorrow, the conditions would be the same. Famine threatens ‘ a large part of the world. America’s responsibility js just the same. We must feed ourselves and our allies till normal conditions return. Ih? The work that confronts us women is no mere pastime for summer months. It will be a long and hard struggle. Haphazard methods and spasmodic methods will not do. The work must be intelligent and persistent. Take stock. What is your bit ? Will you promote boys’ and girls* clubs or put up a dozen glasses of jelly or dry five pounds of vegetables? Decide, what you can do, and begin now.

By MAJ. GEN. LEONARD WOOD.

There are two ways, especially, in which women can aid in |he present crisis: 1. By working in industry, thereby releasing men for the front, and 2. By joining the American Red Cross. Vast numbers of women are now working in the various supply establishments making munitions, clothing and the like, but the time is not yet here when women need to go into the factories to take the places of men. But the time is here, not merely for the Red Cross to prepare, but <o meet the actual test

By THEODORA M. YOUMANS

President Wisconsin Woman's Suffrage Association

By H. E. BARNARD

.U.S.A.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

MARKS OF DANGER

Certain Characteristics Distinguish Poisonous Mushrooms. Edible Varieties May Be Easily Identified With Exercise of a Little Care, Says Agricultural Expert. Every year there are a few cases of mushroom poisoning. In some instances the individual is only made sick, while In other cases the results are fatal. It is difficult to lay down any hard and fast rules that can be used to distinguish between edible and poisonous mushrooms. In some cases a species that may be harmless for one individual may cause serious digestive disturbances in another. There is, however, one group of mushrooms that is deadly poisonous. This Is the group of Amanitas, says W. W. Bobbins of the Colorado Agricultural college. There are a number of species of Amanita, all of which are deadly poisonous. The deadly Amanitas have white gills, a ring about the stem just beneath the cap, and a cup or scales at the base 'of the Stem.

Do not place any reliance in the many popular and traditional tests of poisonous .or edible qualities. These tests are entirely worthless. The discoloration of a silver spoon; sinking la water; or brilliant coloration —are no indication of either poisonous of edible qualities. Furthermore, the notion that poisonous mushrooms can be rendered harmless by boiling ’ln water and then washing thoroughly In cold water is erroneous. One can easily become familiar with a few. edible kinds of mushrooms. There are many of these springing up in our lawns, dooryards and along fences. One may feel absolutely safe in using all those mushrooms having black gills which dissolve with age into an inky mass. These, of course, must be eaten before turning black, but usually several stages of ripening will be found in the same clump or group of individuals, so that identification can be made. Among these black gill species are the “shaggy mane,” with a more or less bell-shaped, creamy-white cap which becomes shaggy, and the “inky-cap,” growing in dense clusters. These two are both common in lawns, gardens, etc., from spring to autumn and are among the best of our edible forms. All of the puff-balls are edible, and excellent if eaten when the flesh is white and solid. Mushrooms are sometimes soon attacked by worms, and in gathering those which have perhaps stood longer than the others it is well to break off the caps and note whether the worms have worked their way up through the stalk into the cap. The deadly mushrooms are those which possess the following three characteristics: (1) white gills; (2) a ring on the stem just beneath the cap; and (3) a cup or scales at the base of the stem.

Why Paper Is High.

“I see by the paper,” said the Willing Juror, “that there is a great scarcity of rags and they claim that is what causes the high price of paper.” “I reckon for once the newspapers told the truth,” said the Grouch. “Rags is scarce. We got to wear ’em. I have seen more three-year-old straw hats this year than ever I see before. “I reckon folks is savin’ their money to buy Liberty bonds or something, for they are a usin’ up a lot of gasoline cleanin’ up clothes an’ suits they was gonna throw away. “Used to pick out a suit for its wearin’ qualities, but of late years they been runnin’ mostly to style. You had to have four suits, one for spring, summer, fall and winter. “Now you buy one suit and pray It will stick together until the war is over. "Yes, I reckon the newspapers is , right. Bags is scarce. We are wearin’ ’em and beatin’ the Junk man out of an honest living."

Hp Was a Sport!

That genial and witty soldier, Lord William Beresford, V. C., was once at a ball in India, says London Tit-Bits. The evening being sultry the contriver of the festival had arranged a lot of seats in pairs in the adjoining racquet court, which was pitch dark. During one of the dance intervals Lord William took his partner there to talk politics or what not, and whilst there she dropped a small brooch. Groping about in the dark they could not find it. “Light a match, will you. Lord William, and then we can see,” said the lady. “Why not a bull’s-eye lantern whilst we are about it? No, no; let’s play fair.” Then he stood up, and in a loud voice announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, I am about to light a match.” And after a tactful pause he did so.

No Philanthropist

"So. Mrs. Closeleigh got up a bazaar to help a poor widow pay her rent? I didn’t know she was philanthropical.” She isn’t She owns the house the poor widow lives in.” ’

Just Wondering.

“Did you know that he was once the lightweight champion of this town?” “Was he? I’ve been wondering where he got his lightweight training. We buyout groceries from him.’’—Judge.

AN APOTHEOSIS OF COFFEE

“What Wife Can Fail to Admit the Peace and Serenity She Owes to You!” Queries Writer. Let me make my husband’s coffee — and I care not who makes eyes at him I Give me two matches a day— One to start the coffee with at breakfast and one for his cigar after dinner. And I defy all the houris in Christendom to light a new flame in his heart I Oh, sweet, supernal coffee pot! Gentle panacea of domestic troubles. Faithful author of that sweet nepenthe which deadens all the ills that married folks are heir to. Cheery, glittering, soul-soothing, warm-hearted, inanimate friend What wife can fall to admit the peace and serenity she owes to you? To you, who stand between her and all the early morning troubles — Between her and the before-break-fast grouch— Between her and the morning-after headache — Between her and the cold gray dawn scrutiny? . ’ To you, who supply the golden nectar that stimulates the jaded masculine soul. • • . Soothes the shaky masculine nerves, stirs the fagged masculine mind, inspires the slow masculine sentiment. And starts the sluggish blood a-flow-ing and the whole day right 1 Give me a man who drinks good, hot, dark, strong coffee for breakfast! A man who smokes a good, dark, fat cigar after dinner! You may marry your milk faddist, or your anticoffee crank, as you will! But I know the magic of the coffee pot!—Helen Rowland in the Grocer.

Found the Man at Last.

Von Blumer —“I had the most singular thing happen to me the qther day. Did you ever go into a man’s place to pay a bill you owed him, and And him out? Plankington (emphatically)—No, sir. Did that happen to you? "It did. I had a notion, or rather I nerved myself up to it, to settle up some bills that I owed. So on my way up from the office I dropped in to see my fishmonger.” “And he was out?” “Correct Then I tried my grocer.” “He was out?” "Right. Plenty of shopmen, but no proprietor. Of course, I left word that I called in to settle up, but wanted to see the proprietor first. Dispute about bills. Do you-twig?” “Oh, yes, that strengthens your credit.” “Exactly. Then I called to see my butcher, and I’ll be hanged if he wasn’t out also.” “By Jove! but you were in luck.” “No, I wasn’t.” “Why not?” “When I got home I found them all waiting for me!”—-London Tit-Bits.

Duty of Librarians.

O. G. Sonneck of the Library of Congress, writing In the Art World on the specific subject of fiiusic In public libraries, has this to say in reference to books in .general:— "A librarian ought not to content himself with giving to the public what It happens to want, but ought to help create a demand for what the public heeds; no self-respecting library can afford to be without. certain cultural documents whether they be consulted frequently or seldom; the needs of one solitary scholarly specialist should weigh with librarians just as heavily as the wants of a hundred “general” and generally superficial and unproductive readers. “After all,” he adds, “it is not the frequency of use that counts, but the use to which a book is put. A costly and rare book consulted only once in ten years, but then by a man of farreaching research or codification of research, has justified Its acquisition just as much as an inexpensive commonplace book consulted every day for more receptive information.”

Her Great Comfort.

Donald and Charlie, two Muncie boys of eleven, went for a “hike" the other day, and when the noon luncheon hour arrived failed to appear after an absence of two hours, causing Donald’s mother to become worried, fearing an accident had happened to the boy, who is always prompt at meal times, even if not on other occasions. But the father ate his luncheon calmly, being wise to the ways and wanderings of boys of eleven, and unworriedly started for his office at one o’clock, when the wife remarked to him, her brows furrowed with care, “What, shall I do if Donald doesn’t come?” “Ml tell you what you do,” said her consoler. “Now, if .that boy doesn t get back In an hour from now, you call me up at the Office and I’ll tell you not to worry.”—lndianapolis News.

No Countrymen of His.

ntu vuuiin/””’" “K. W.,” on a recent visit home, told a story about a trainload of British soldiers who stopped the engine and took the hot water from the boilers to make tea. The Pittsburgh Chronic-Tele-graph prints a Scotch version of what Is apparently the same stury, wherein the. testy engine driver explained to the Scot commandant that they were not on the way because “a lot of whisky drinkin’ Scotchmen had sneaked all the hot water from the boiler to make grog.” “They csnna be countrymen of mine,” replied the commandant skeptically. “or they’d nae bothered about th’ water?’—Kansas City Star. ,- ■ *

“GO TELL PETER"

The Lesson of Hope and Cheer to the Faint-Hearted Christian. “Go your way. tell bls disciples and Peter.’’—Mark 16:7. The focus of our thought is In those two words: “and Peter.” The last time he had seen Jesus was In the judgment hall, where’ he had thrice denied him. His best friend, whom he had so shamelessly renounced, was now dead I He said therefore, “I go a-fishlng." Why not? The foundations of his faith had vanished into thin air. Why should he not return to his boats and nets? What better was there to live for? But as he journeyed toward the lake, he was overtaken by certain women, who said, “We went to Joseph’s garden early this morning to anoint the body of Jesus, and 10, the sepulcher was empty! And an angel standing by said, ‘Go tell the disciples and Peter that he is not here. He is risen and goeth before you into Galilee.’ ” At these words the heart of the disconsolate man leaped up within him. “Did he make such special mention of me? f Are you sure he said ‘and Peter?’ ” On being certified that he had heard aright, he turned back and ran with flying feet to make assurance doubly sure. For if this were true, it could only mean that Christ had forgiven all 1 For Falnt-Hoarted Christians.

The lesson is for faint-hearted Christians just now, We are living in “a grand and awful time.” But the war clouds are no blacker than the night that enveloped the disciples after the tragedy of the cross. In view of passing events not a few are saying, “My faith fails me! How could a gracious God penqlt these things to be?” Has the Lord forgotten to be gracious? We hoped that it was he that should deliver Israel; and, behold the lurid skies 1” He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh! Be it known by these presents that our God is a great God, who holds the cyclones in his fist. He maketh even the wrath of men to praise him! The Lord our God Is clothed with might.. The winds obey his will;He speaks and, in the heavenly height. The rolling sun stands still'. The keys of death and hell are at his girdle. By the power of his resurrection he speaks, as once he spoke out of the whirlwind. “Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? Be still and know that I am God!” The Resurrection Hope. A friend of Peter’s, writing on the resurrection 20 years later, made this conclusion: “If Christ be not risen we are of all men most miserable; our faith is vain and ye are yet in your sins. But now is Christ risen from the dead and become the first fruits of them that slept! Wherefore, my beIpved brethren, be ye steadfast, unmovable, always abounding in tfie work of the Lord, for as much as ye know that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.” Oh morning of the resurrection, break upon our souls, tod often overwhelmed by sordid doubts and fears! Dawn upon the universal church, that rt may go forth conquering and to conquer in the name of the risen Christ I Shine into the trystlng places where we make our feeble prayers, and give us faith to realize that he ever liveth to make intercession for us! Shine into our night -of sorrow, that, looking from the darkness of an open grave to the glory of the open heavens, we may praise him In whom. life and immortality are brought to light!—Bev. David James Burrell, D. D„ LL. D.

Meaning of Life.

The meaning of life is to be found beyond life. Life is not just existence, but also exertion, not mere action but as well achievement. To draw breath is not of Itself to be a human being. Everywhere the Bible appeals to men to make a life, and not just to earn a living; to rub the sleep from their eyes, to awake from the dead, and to press toward the mark of a highly developed, that is, a spiritualized manhood. To potter around in a social whirl is not to achieve a career, nor is the course of a man who spends his waking hours in a sustained effort to rob his fellows the road to success. The symbol of a true life is neither a dormouse nor a dragon, but a pilgrim s staff, a workman’s trowel, or the healing hand of a good physician! —Zion’s Herald.

God Is Love.

God our Father Is perfect love. Love is the essence : of his being, the mainspring of all his activities. He Is not a fickle tyrant, an Inexorable judge, a relentless law giver—he is love. He Is attractive. He is kind, he understands us, he sympathizes with us. He is pained by our disobedience, and our faithfulness Is well pleasing In his sight He. is Interested In us, for we are his children. Love dwells upon his thought, love directs his will, love dominates his emotions. Infinite love that sees all, knows all, impartial, just, merciful, saving—that is the love, the essence of God.—Unlversalist Leader.

Three Balances.

We find ourselves weighed in three balances —the balance .in which we weigh ourselves, the balance in which our neighbors weigh us, and the balance in whieh God weighs us. We are found wanting in the one because we give ourselves dishonest weight and apt to be found wanting in the last because God gives us honest weight.

LIFE'S LITTLE JUSTS

AS A CHILD INTERPRETED IT. The city’s diners out are hearing a new story this season. Rabbi Stephen S. Wise of the Free Synagogue says: “Not long ago a mother of one of my little pupils came to me and said: “ ‘Doctor, how could you speak to my little daughter so cruelly? She came home from the synagogue in tears, and never wants to go back,* "•What did I say to her?’ Tasked In astonishment. “‘You told her if she didn’t come oftener you would throw her in the furnace,’ the accusing mother asserted. “I thought it over, much puzzled, and then I recalled that what I really did say was this: “‘lf you are not more regular in attendance I shall have to drop you from the register.’ "—New York Times. Out of the Question. “From an esthetic point of view, what do you think of the average cabaret?” “I cannot answer your question," replied Prof. Blinkers. “Why not?” “For an obvious reason, sir. It in just as impossible to take an esthetic view of the average cabaret as It in to apply a profound knowledge of the classics to an analysis of soup." TESTED HUMOR.

Editor — I can't use these jokes. Jokesmith—That’s odd. They’ve been used by all the best papers bn this country. Unscientific Barbarism. The savage mind was narrow. That’s how it came to pass Men used a poisoned arrow Instead of poisoned gas. Started at the Back. “I’ve begun to read that novel yots loaned me.” “The first chapter Is peculiar, isn’t itr “I haven't come to that yet.” Cart Before the Horse. She —You never take me to a show any mere. He — Yqu spend so much for theater gowns, there’s nothing left to take youi there. Then It Happened. “What made you think he would propose to me?” “Why, when I refused him he said; he didn’t care what became of ’him p but, perhaps, he wasn’t serious.” Not Very Comforting. “Dobbins, the art critic, has roasted my pictures unmercifully.” “Don’t mind that fellow. He’s no ideas of his own; he only repeats like a parrot what others say.” A Safe Bet. Sockson Buskin—l’m going to play! Othello. Bookyer Betts—Didn’t know he waa runnin’. Hl bet he’s a dark horse I j Two Chances. Hlt —What do you think of this new automobile gun for. modern warfare? Dix—Fine. If It doesn’t shoot th* enemy, it will run over him. • I ■■■■- Fishing for Compliments. Critic—That’s a beautiful picture. The Artist —You must be shortsighted. • '.'Jl--. 7'; Critic —Well, I guess I am. Safe. “Dubson has been calling on the Twobble twins and says he doesn’t! know which one he’ll propose to.” “If Dubson knew what the Twobble twins think of him, he wouldn’t have to bother about making up ids mind. He could propose to either one without running any risk of having a wife out his hands." A Different Tramp. Jack (somewhat of a pedestrian)—! took a tramp to town yesterday. Kidder—What did you do with him!