Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 207, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 September 1917 — IN THE CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

IN THE CITIES

Faithful Old Fire Horse Makes Way for Auto ST. LOUIS. —A One, new- automobile ambulance, with equipment up to the minute, arrived at police station No. 1, Hanover street, the other day. With much snorting It backed into the garage. Stonewall Jackson, who had

occupied the garage ten years under the impression that it was a stable, snorted also. He had been off his feed for days —ever since George McCard, his driver, had dropped a hint that his hay day was over and his gasoline day was about to dawn. “I see my finish,” said Stonewall Jackson to himself in horse language. Then he closed his one remaining eye in resignation. There was some basis for his pessimism. You cannot expect an elderly

horse to leap with joy at the sound of an automobile engine. But he wen too far; he did not really see his finish. Immediately before him is the rea - ization of the dream of his life—the fruition of the hopes of ten years. This week he will be taken to Red Acre farm, near Lexington, where in the green fields he will live again the happy days of his youth. The police departmen has assured for him a comfortable old age; it has made him a life pensione . Everybody in the North end knows Stonewall Jackson, the white horse with the one staring eye. In his time he has saved hundreds of lives. Though normally of phelgmatic disposition and somewhat leisurely gait, at the sound of the gong behind him he would leap out of himself, as it were, and display unsuspected speed. . In this uncertainty as to “form,” at least, he resembled some race horses. In other respects he was very different from a race horse. And even his best friends in the North end admit that the new automobile ambulance will do better work. *

Man’s Last Stronghold Is Ruthlessly Despoiled NEW YORK. —Trousers for women are really here. As a matter of fact, some of New York’s best dressers have been wearing the bifurcated dress for some time, but now that the gown manufacturers are exhibiting the models

to buyers from Painted Post and other corn-husking sections of the country, it (the trousers) looks as if they would become popular as feminine decorations. The invasion of women of men’s sacred prerogative has brought about a strong protest from the humble male. He can see nothing but his last vestige of superiority going by the boards. And with the death knell for old tradition sounded he is waiting for the announcement that he can store his

evening trousers in some safety deposit vault where they will be safeguarded. He, the mere man, also realizes that the time is coming when it will be impossible to tell who is who on the main street. When women took to tight-fitting breeches, ostensibly for rmlng, automobiling and motorcycling, men sighed and made little protest. W hen the fair ones took to overalls for farming and munition factory work and for repairing the limousine, men looked startled, but muttered something about “war necessity.” But when.they adopt evening dress trousers—good night. There is nothing left that is exclusive for men. When the opera and horse show and charity ball season arrives and the society page reporters jot down descriptions of what was worn, we can expect to read dabs like this: “Mrs. Highflyer Dash wore an elegant creation, the bodice consisting of pearls, diamonds and broadmindedness, supporting a dainty set of apple-green trousers, and an overdress of sheer Imagination.

Connecticut Fishermen Declare War on Sharks n RIDGEPORT. CONN. —A dozen large sharks were shot by fishermen, whose D livelihood has been menaced by the deep-sea invaders of the Soun Captain John Wirth of the sloop Mary and Ann, which made port again after a day’s cruise in pursuit of the man-

eaters, reported the capture of three, which were taken to Mattituck, L. •L, by fishermen. One, he said, was 13 feet long and is believed to be the shark that attacked and tore the flesh of Jonathan Briggs, a Mattituck boy. He also reports that the big school first sighted has been up by the attacks of the fishermen and by encounters among the fish themselves, which are apparently ravenously hungry. Captain Wirth reports viewing

a battie resulting from the voracious appetites of the sharks in eating thel * own wounded. He saw two of the fish jump five or six feet into the air in a a shark became wounded and blood flowed the captain says that the water became a seething mass of white as the big fish rushed to devou the "'°" a n t^between two of thpip raged for five minute in front of the sloop off New Haven. The big fish repeatedly shot far out of the water. Fishermen arriving in Bridgeport report having sighted groups of! finned fish in various sections, the largest number seen at one time being • They said that the school was broken and that the groups were widely separflteXoncasuaßiesn have so far been reported at the beaches. Lookouts are nosted at various points where bathers congregate to give warning of the approach of the sharks, which invariably show their fins above water until nearly ready to strike at their prey.

Sleeper Lucky in Recovering His Agate Eye PHILADELPHIA -John Charles, aged forty-five, of 668 Eckert street, placed “ against the window of his room on the second floor when he retired. The humidity made him toss about in his slumber. He rolled ou o

the window. A fall of 16 feet to the pavement awakened him. Then he found his glass eye was gone. Clad only-in - his underwear he crawled about the pavement looking for the missing optic. Policeman William Bailey came along. Thinking Charles was demented, the officer asked what he was doing. “I am looking for my glass eye,” replied Charles. “I lost it when I fell

out of the window." ’ , TZZr-t. Charles and the policeman were searching for the eye on their napds and knees when Lieutenant of Police William Harris came along. Thinking the policeman and Charles were intoxicated, he - asked Bailey what was wrong. "This fellow lost his lamp,” replied the policeman Positive then that Policeman Bailey was intoxicated, Lieutenant Harria asked: “What kind of a lamp was it, electric or oil ?” and started to ring was ills glass eye,” said Policeman Bailey. ‘‘He lost It when he fell out of that window.” t “That’s different," said Lieutenant Harris, and he. too, got on his hands and knees. They found the eye. It bad not been damaged in the fall and Charles returned to bls room. .. - ’ •