Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 65, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 March 1918 — Page 2

Irish Eyes

By HILDA MORRIS

(Copyright, IMS, by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) When Bob Ellison was very young he had an Irish nurse. She was a pretty colleen, that nursemaid, her big blue Irish eyes fringed with lashes as black as the glossy braids of hair. Little Bob idolized his Maggie, and years afterwards, when she was but a memory, the sight of blue eyes rimmed with black would recall her dancing feet, her merry voice, her tales of goblins and the “wee folk.” He never hoped to see Maggie again, of course, but he did hope, in some vague, subconscious way, to meet eyes like hers, in a face like hers, sometime, somewhere. AH of us cherish ideals whether we know it or not, and most of them have curious foundations. No one could have been more surprised than Bob Ellison at the suggestion that the ideal of the girl he wished to marry was patterned after the bewitching Maggie of his nursery days. Nevertheless, It was so. Bob went through school and college with none of the love entanglements from which his fellows suffered. There were girls, of course, some of them very nice girls' with whom he liked to dance and swim and occasionally flirt, but —none of them looked like Maggie. The Irish ones were red-haired, or their eyes were brown, or they had too many freckles. It was not until Bob was twenty-six years old and a decided “catch” that he saw a girl with Irish eyes and blue-black hair, a girl whom even Maggie might have envied. It was at a dance that he met her, a debutante affair to which his mother had bade him go with particular injunctions to meet Miss Wayne, “the Miss Wayne of Boston.” Bob’s mother was not unaware of the fact that her son was clever enough and handsome enough to marry whom he would, and she liked 'to fancy an alliance with some old aristocratic family. After Bob had gone to the dance, his mother sat at home, picturing to herself a daughter-in-law, tall, distinguee, a little aloof and awe-inspiring. As for Bob, however, he shook off his mother’s injunctions as soon as he had left the house. Miss Wayne of Boston, Indeed! He knew all about those Boston girls; he had had them for teachers. They were mostly thin and wore spectacles and liked to talk about the English essayists. He had no intention of seeking an acquaintance with Miss Wayne. And as soon as he reached the ballroom he saw the girl with the Irish eyes. She wore blue, a misty floating blue that matched the blue of her eyes, and her sleek hair was black as the twinkling slippers on her trim little feet Some one called her “MaggieRose.” Maggie-Rose, of all lilting Irish names! Some one introduced her to Bob and they danced off together. Maggie-Rose Flynn! He did not care who she was or where she came from, except that she seemed to have come from his land of dreams, his shrine -of ideals. She danced divinely, and when she spoke her voice was divine, too, a merry musical voice such as only Irish maids may have. She was his Maggie to the life, only Car more lovely. But of this Bob was entirely unaware. He had forgotten Maggie; it was only her essence that survived to weave the fabric of his heart’s ideal. Maggie-Rose seemed to like him, too. They danced together a great deal that evening, they had supper together, they sat for a dreamy halfhour in the conservatory. She talked a good deal, but Bob was not really conscious of much that she said; it was the sound ofc her voice that enchanted him, the curve of her red lips when she smiled, the blue of her eyes. If she told him anything about herself he was not aware of it, she remained to him a mysterious fulfillment of a long-cherished dream, a bewitching embodiment of all that was most charming in women. 1 Later some one else claimed her for a dance, and Bob watched her from the shelter of a doorway until some one reminded him that he ought to be dancing with another girl. Reluctantly he turned away his eyes from the graceful form of Maggie-Rose, and the girl with whom he danced found him very silent and stupid and a very bad dancer; in fact, she said that he never would look where he was going, but insisted on gazing over the heads of people as if he were looking for some one, which seemed to her very rude.

Afterwards he tried to find MaggieBose, but she had vanished. No graceful shape in floating bine appeared on the ballroom floor, that is, no shape that was graceful according to Bob’s idea. Maggie-Rose had parently disappeared as completely As If at the stroke of 12, her fairy godmother had changed her Into another form. “What’s become of that Miss Flynn, the one in blue?” Bob asked several of his friends, but no one seemed to know. He hung about the place until almost the last guest had departed, but there was no further sign of MaggieBose. Stranger still, no one seemed to have even heard the name. •’ “Flynn?" they would ask. “Why no, I don’t remember meeting any Miss Flynn." Bob forebore to ask his busy hostess i—« dose friend of his mother’s. He

Could do so later if he had to, but he resolved in the meantime to conduct his own search for Maggie-Ros® Flynn. , After Bob reached home that night he looked up all the Flynns in the directory and marked the ones he thought most likely to be related in some manner to Maggie-Rose. Next day he tried calling them up from a public telephone booth, in each case asking casually for Maggie-Rose, and in each case being misunderstood, maligned and disappointed. By midafternoon he had ascertained that she did not belong to any of the Flynns listed in the directory of his native city. Perhaps she lived with an aunt, or perhaps—horrible thought, she had left town, gone back to some faraway place which she honored by her residence. There seemed'but one thing to do—go back to his hostess of the night before and ask for full particulars regarding Miss Maggie-Rose Flynn, divulging, if need be, his reason for wishing to know. Mrs. Banning herself was not at home that afternoon, but the debutante daughter was; peals of laughter from the library told that she was entertaining some young people at tea. Perhaps she could tell him about Maggie-Rose. Perhaps— But as he entered the door the first person Bob saw was Maggie-Rose herself, sitting by the fire, her blue eyes blue as the shimmery frock she wore, her .gmile more bewitching than ever. “Why, Mr. Ellison;” exclaimed little Miss Banning, much flattered by this visit. “Do come in and have some tea with us. I suppose you met Miss Wayne last night, didn’t you? Maggie Rose has been telling me about some nice man who took her out to supper and from her description I couldn’t think who it could possibly be but you. Now was it?”

“It was,” confessed Bob, “only I didn’t know —Maggie-Rose—was Miss Wayne—” “And I didn’t catch your name, either,” confessed Miss Wayne. “Wasn’t it stupid? I thought all the time that your name was Murphy because you look like a boy I used to know, years ago, whose name was Timmy Murphy. He had brown and a nose like yours—” “Good gracious, Maggie-Rose,” broke in Miss Banning, “Mr. Ellison isn’t Irish!” “Well, I am,” declared Miss Wayne, making a charming moue, “that is one of my grandmothers was. For the rest Pm plain American but Pm glad of a little Irish to balance the Puritan part.” “So am I,”, declared Bob Ellison devoutly. “I was wondering. Miss — Maggie-Rose, whether you wouldn’t like to take a walk in the park this afternoon, or some time —” At dinner that evening Mrs? Ellison, who had permitted herself to indulge in dreams of daughters-in-law for several hours during the day, asked her son what vtfis, to her, a burning question. “Did you meet Miss Wayne last night, the one fropi Boston?” Her son looked slightly qpnfused, as though roused suddenly from dreams of his own. “Eh? Oh, Maggie-Rose? Yes, I met her last night. I meant to tell you— ’* “Maggie-Rose! I mean did you meet Miss Margaret Roseborough Wayne, the Miss Wayne of Boston?” “I met her,” he nodded.” Her name’s Maggie-Rose, and she’s the sweetest girl in all the world, and we’re going to be married. I was just trying to tell you, mother.”

Cinemas in Strange Places.

In Moravia, the capital of the negro republic of Liberia, there is a cinema in the house of representatives. The pictures are shown on two evenings a week, and they are invariably attended by the president, whose presidential chair is set aside for him as a free seat. The “picture” craze has reached thef Arctic regions, for at Haparanza, ‘'a little township in the extreme north of Sweden, and just on the Arctic circle, there is a handsome little cinema, patronized by Laplanders. It is frequently snowed up and unable to open. The South Sea islands, another Inaccessible part of the globe, have likewise succumbed bo the lure of the “movies.” In the island of Tahiti there are no fewer than three cinemas. The South Sea islander will sell his shirt or his girdle for the price of a ticket for the “pictures.”

Glass Blowing an Ancient Art

The art of glass blowing is also very ancient and had an existence 4,000 years before Christ. The art of blowing is plainly depicted upon the tumuli of Mastaba of Tib at Memphis, and these tombs were built more than 5,000 years ago. In the picture upon them the blower with tube in mouth, just the same as the present day, is seen squatted before his furnace, and from the detail and perfection of knowledge of the art evidenced in the ancient pictures it is readily seen that glass blowing was no new thing with the people of that time and region. The glass blower of that day made vases, beads, ornaments and bottles.

Didn't Need Sympathy.

"Look at the gray-haired office ‘boy.* Isn’t he a pathetic sight?” “Oh, don’t waste your sympathy on that old fellow. He’s well satisfied with life.” “How do you know he Is?” “I was talking to him the other day. In a burst of confidence he piped: *By cracky. Pm sixty years old, and this is the best payin’ job I ever had in my life.”—-Birmingham AgeHerald.

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SNOWBOUND “SOMEWHERE IN FRANCE”

An idea of the difficulties of transportation in the snowbound sections Of France is given by this photograph of a British motorlorry stalled in the impassable road leading to the front.

STARTING MOTOR IN AN EMERGENCY

Method Devised for Producing Extra Current Is Shown in Illustration. SIX CELLS SECURELY TIED Connected Up by Insulated Wires With Storage Battery Terminals— Keep Bright by Scraping With Sharp Knife. At least 50 per cent of the modern automobiles use battery ignition. As this system sometimes gives trouble, even in the most expensive cars, I devised a method for producing an emergency current as shown in the illustration. Dry Cells Tied Together. This consists of six dry cells securely tied together in a triangle shape and wired in series with a 4-foot length of well insulated copper wire attached to each of the negative and positive terminals. These wires are used to make connections with the storage battery terminals for starting the motor; then they are disconnected. The batteries will last a long time for this emergency work. If the storage battery gives too much trouble,

Set of Dry Batteries Placed Under Seat to Aid in Starting Automobile Motor.

rempVe the filling caps and make sure JrtfuX the liquid is a half inch above the top of the lead plates. Should the level be below’ this point, add enough distilled water to make up deficiency. Keep Terminals Bright. Keep all the battery and wire terminals bright by scraping them with a sharp knife about once a month, and make sure that there is no short circuit in the dashboard switches and that no battery wire or other wire is chafing against any metal to produce a short circuit. In this way a battery may be kept at its highest efficiency.— P. P. Avery in Popular Science Monthly-

LOOSE NUTS ON WINDSHIELD

Sometimes Caused by Vibration and Finish Cracks in Vicinity of Shield Supports. On many makes of cars the windshield is held in place by steel arms which protrude through the cowl and are fastened on the under side by a nut and lock nut. Sometimes these nuts work loose from the vibration present, with the result that the shield is allowed to move slightly. The first evidence of this is seen in cracked finish in the vicinity of the windshield supports. In making the necessary periodic inspection for loose nuts and bolts these windshield Supports should not be forgotten.

Keep Radiator Cells Clean.

Best results can be secured from a motor cooling system by keeping the radiator cells free from foreign matter. Particularly on long trips over bad roads, the Interstices of the radiator are packed with dirt and mud, retailing the heat which should be dissipated In radiation. A water hose will remove the mud while a stiff brush will give temporary relief.

OWNER HELD LIABLE FOR SPEED OF MOTOR

Gist of Important Case Decided Somß Years Ago. If He Is Occupant of Vehicle He Is Held by Court to Have Perm’tted Violation—Operator Is Usually Punished. Few automobile owners know or realize that if they are driving and their driver should overspeed their car they may be charged with overspeeding or operating unlawfully as well as the driver himself. This liability exists because it is presumed, says the New England Motorist, on account of his being in the machine and having a general control thereof as registered owner, that he knew and allowed his vehicle to be illegally run. This was the gist of an Important case decided some years ago where the owner, who was seated in the tonneau, was summoned to court for overspeeding. Owner Found Guilty. The court held that he could, be found guilty, not because he was owner, but because of the fact that as registered owner of the machine, with the consequent right to control It while riding therein, he was presumed to have participated in the vehicle being run at an unlawful speed, and unless this presumption against him were explained or contradicted, the jury would be warranted in believing he did so participate in the driver’s act, and iu finding him therefore guilty. Apparently, then, If the owner were riding in front beside the driver it would be harder for him to explain that he dhl not know and allow tfnd hence participate in the illegal act than if he were seated elsewhere in the car.

When, too, the operator is the chauffeur of the owner in the automobile, the fact of employment, involving the right of the latter to direct and control the former, would make the presumption stronger than in the case where this relationship did not exist. When Not Guilty. But in either or any case, where It cbuld be proved that the owner or person in charge of the automobile, although riding therein, was not likely to know and did not do' or say anything to direct or control it, or as to how the driver should manage it, the owner or person In charge might not be found to have participated in the driver’s unlawful act. The enforcing authorities, however, usually confine their complaint to the operator, preferring in such cases not to raise these additional questions tn court. Nevertheless, the owner or person in charge of the machine should keep them in mind, otherwise an unpleasant surprise may await him.

AUTO PRODUCTION

Passenger < Year. Cars Only. J 1905 33,896 < 1906 - 52,462 < 1907 67,389 ] 1908 85,846 < 1909*. 125,593 J 1910 175,800 < 1911 209,957 ] 1912 378,261 < 1913 450,000 ] 1914 515,000 < 1915 703,527 J 1916 1,617,708 < 1917 1,795,840 ]

Wire Netting Is Useful.

A frame covered with wire netting to be attached to automobiles, has been invented, the purpose being to catch hats or other articles which would otherwise be blown away.

New Electric Brake.

A new electric brake for automobiles will, according, to the claim of its inventor, stop a car running at the rate of 50 miles an hour within 4f feet without skidding.

Lace Season Is Quite Probable

New York—Paris and Palm Beach command the attention of those whose fortunes are tied np in women’s apparel. Paris is more important In a large sense; Palm Beach in a smaller sense. It depends on the viewpoint. Paris is exhibiting to the American buyers the things that we will wear; Palm Beach is exhibiting to society and the fashion reporters those things that were devised for us to wear as long ago as the first of December. Nearly all of the fashions that are worn at Palm Beach have been sketched and detailed, because they were turned out by American dressmakers through local inspiration or through adaptation of early French models before or just after the Christmas season. Therefore, a fashion writer states, It is more Important to dip Into the future and recount what Paris has shown to the American buyers. What is now worn in Palm Beach we will undoubtedly wear through the spring, but so far, in a big season of that resort, there is nothing of extraordinary, originality, and whatever is done has been foretold and outlined. The unusual cold, the extraordinary delays in traveling and the impossibility of getting one’s trunks on time, have contributed to a state of irritation at Palm Beach that one does not associate with that land of lotus eaters and pleasure seekers. It has been the toss up with the pleasure seekers as to whether it was best to fight out the situation in the North or go to the evil they knew

France makes this pinafore frock of blue satin with panels of chiffon back and front and wide sash of blue satin tied at back.

not of in the South, and the result has divided the great mass of moneyed people into two camps. The same trouble that confronted the pleasure seekers in going to Palm Beach were added thereunto 100 per cent for those who went to Paris to represent our business firms and bring back the allotment of 2,000 gowns, which we consider a good showing in this country. Last fall this allotment fell short by 500 gowns, and it is not easy to say whether the buyer will do better or worse this season. Cargo space is exceptionally valuable going over, but there still seems to be much room coming back, and the buyers have learned to bring great quantities of clothes into the port as personal baggage, which helps matters. Callot will not allow this, and, therefore, the clothes from that house do not arrive until after most of the seasonal fashions are settled in this country.

So, what Palm Beach is doing, we know, o The gown there shows the slender silhouette, a prevalence of! black and white worn separately or together, the second introduction of gingham and yie experiment with the calico of the Southern mills. There is no return to lingerie gowns, as was faintly promised, but there is an overwhelming vote cast for jersey in its artificial silk weave as well as the thin woolen weave that looks like men’s underwear. Cornflower blue, deep pink, plaids, checks and touches of crimson are worn. None of these facts is new to those who have watched the progress of fashions since Christmas. The Fashions In France. In Paris, the buyers have not found any astounding Inspirations, but they have been faced with enough that is new to realize that they can make a persuasive appeal to women in the spring. They also know that the silhouette has been definitely changed.

Skirts are exceedingly narrow at the hem and tucked under, to resemble zouave trousers; panels of tulle and of a new metallic Egyptian stuff are used back and front to formjthls trousered effect on a narrow skirt. Girdles are wrapped around the hips and waist, in Oriental form. The hips are not fitted to the figure, unless by one of these Oriental girdles. While all the skirts are slender, they' give no evidence of being stingily cut, that is, they do' not outline the figure by the sheer result of scissors and seams. They show the figure and attain attenuation by means of drapery that is as difficult as it is successful. It is not an easy skirt for the amateur, for the bungler or for the tailo* who is used to the hot iron, the straight seam and the large needle. Jersey cloth is lavishly shown by every house in Paris. It has large designs on it and sometimes it is beaded in circles and crescents. The metal tissue with which we have become so familiar, has been replaced by a kind of Egyptian stuff that is very effective. The shimmer of it is obtained by some process similar to the one used on the ribbons of six years ago. The Thread Lace Dinner Gown. > The half decollete evening gown continues as the dominant fashion. We have not yet accepted it whole heartedly in America, but a larger degree of enthusiasm may be shown for it when the Informal social life of spring and summer begins. Black tulle, thread lace and lace flounces are constantly shown to the American buyers in the new evening gowns. The black tulle is embroidered with roses and large, conspicuous designs formed of silk thread and beads. Thread lace is revived in such a fashion that one believes it was taken from the shelves of other years and from the trunks of other decades. Palm Beach has already started to wear Chantilly lace, and it is more than probable that Alperica will go in for a lace season. The dressmakers do not care for this fashion as much as one would expect, for they have to deal with the difficult problem of using their best cqs'tomers' old laces. It Is not a task fbr a civil engineer to make flounces

France also shows this gown made of si I verted tulle and lace dropped over a short gray satin petticoat and topped by a gray satin blouse, with short, tight sleeves.

into modern clothes, but such an expert seems to be necessary when one is asked to turn berthas, old lace frocks, scarfs and dolmans into a gown that is as modern as tomorrow. The moment one suggests flounces, the average mind gets a quick vision of fullness, of skirts that flare, but this vision should be instantly eclipsed by another which shows that everything Is scanty and nothing allowed to flare. When lace flounces are used today they are J)ut over slim foundations, and they may soften a harsh outline, but do not contribute much to its width. Black tulle gowns have these thread lace flounces on them, and they are draped over excessively narrow forms of black satin,- and if there is any tendency on the part of the lace to itself out in defiance of the new silhouette, it is promptly suppressed by a band of jet or embroidery which tucks it under the hem of the lower skirt and keeps it in order. (Copyright, 1918, by the McClure Newupa- / per Syndicate.)

There is quite a bit of talk about pongee and crepe weaves for spring.