Evening Republican, Volume 22, Number 243, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 October 1919 — Page 3

The Fisher Caught

By LINCOLN ROTHBLUM

- (Copyright. 1»1». by th* MoCluro Newspaper Syndicate.) In the parlance of matchmaking mothers Victor Lawton was a “catch” worth angling so the more desirable slncehe exhibited no inclination to be caught. Divers were the schemes mothers of daughters, ready to consider - a "career,” Invented to entice the wary fish Into the matrimonial net. For indeed Victor Lawton was a most desirable specimen of prospect Ive husband. He was tall, but not too tall to seem towering with a short companion. He was stocky, but by no means fleshy. He was of gopd family, but came from neither blue blood nor yellow. He was a lawyer of sound reputation and good business acumen, while the definiteness of his Income from a few select clients compensated for their lack of number. And that he had personality is attested when the fellows dubbed him “a bully chap” and the girls—well, the girls thought him “too handsome for anything.” “And so,” Mrs. Van Dusen, leader of the town’s upper set, complimented herself, "I have done well to squeeze from his good-looking lips a promise to be present at your debut tonight. The rest, iny darling daughter, is up to you.” x And she extended her hand toward a pretty and sophisticated thing of twenty in an “I’ve done my monnar “My name Isn’t Cecile Van Dusen,” came the reply with a rolling of big, hazel-colored eyes in the prescribed fashion commonly known as “vamptng.” —SosayTng^she^trTppedacross the soft rug on tiptoe and’ imparted a slight smack on her mother’s cheek,, making a pretty application of powder. “I hope so,” answered the elder woman in a tone that did not reflect her daughter’s confident assertion; ■“but we must keep Madge out of the way as much as we can.” “Your fault again,” chided Cecile, who, modern-like, never lost an opportunity to censure her mother. “When we thought she was going to get married a month ago you shouldn’t have refused—though we didn’t know who it was.” ~ "Hush. Cecile.” chided Mrs. Van Dusen gazing quickly at the door to see if they had been overheard. “I promised your father when he died to care for the child of his first wife. And I shall do my duty.” “However painful it may be,” finished Cecile, “only as relieved by the appropriation of her inheritance.” -. Mrs. Van Dusen cast an appeal for silence as Cecile laughed out loud. ■“Bad thing to have a conscience, mother,” she stated, wagging her head emphatically, “but If I catch Victor Lawton on my line,” she added, materializing the hope by the execution of a dizzy pirouette, “I’ll—why, I’ll let you come and visit us sometimes.” Mrs. Vap Dusen took the seat before a low dressing table and gazed at herself from the triple-reflecting mirror. A new wrinkle pear her lips brought another to her forehead. “I’m afraid we may have to take Lawton into our confidence. As he was a, warm, friend of Mr, Van Dusen hemigh£be will!ng 10xy.mUy.stjmsfek. en out ntir financial tangle I have notAnd fiirther confidences were drowned in the buzz of preparation. Such a bustle and hurry as the Van Dusen household saw! Such a scurrying around and multiplicity of orders ! The telephone never ceased with instructions to caterer, florist land musicians. The doorbell sounded one continual alarm as delivery after (delivery was made of mysterious bags and boxes bf eridless size and shape, whisked away to various rooms as rapidly as they came. . The great grandfather clock in the hall had scarcely chimed nine as Mrs. Van Dusen, resplendent In an evening gown of black -satin, brocaded with giant figures of black jet, descended the stairway to take her stand near the Entrance. Cecile followed, her daring costume of garnet-tinted voile, hooped with bands of similar toned velvet, setting off strikingly whiter shoulders, exquisite as chiseled marble. The stream of guests commenced to flow and kept up a steady influx until the huge house threatened to become inundated with the flood of people. Mrs. Van Dusen hatj already begun to feel a pain in her right arm similar to writer’s cramp, but, undaunted, she held her post until she heard the butler’s stentorian voice: “Mr. Lawton.” All the social training Mrs. Van Dusen’s mother had instilled in her and all that she had In turn transmitted to her daughter was brought into ‘play, and it would have required a far more worldly wise young man than Victor Lawton to have penetrated the thoughts behind the hostess’ engaging smile. - —» To Cecile he offered his arm, and they passed into the drawing room, the center of which had been cleared for daubing, and to the strains of a ' soft, mystic melody emanating from a stringed orchestra cleverly concealed behind some palms they circled the smooth floor. With her own purpose and her entangling financiering in mind, Cecile shortly complained of the close atmosphere and led the way into

a tiny alcove which had formerly done service as desk space for her father until night thlevee had broken in and stolen valuables locked In the escritoire, their presence undetected owing to the seclusion of the corner. Cecile had chosen the location wisely. “And as you make your entrance into society,” ventured Lawton by way of conversation, “I had hardly anticipated how charmiiig a debutante you would make.” Cecile smiled. Womanlike she liked compliments to be paid her, and never sought the motive prompting them. But his remark was her opportunity. “Oh, 1 have other worries besides my coming-out.” Lawton laughed. “Yes, I have,” she reiterated, “for now I must get married.” And in the sophistication of her twenty years Cecile modestly dropped her eyes; knowing how lovely her long lashes appeared resting on her cheeks. Lawton shuffled his feel-uneasUy-and ran bia finger around tho inside-of Ills collar. Decile was sitting perilously close. “Well, why not?” he ventured. Cecile pretended to be taken by surprise. “Oh, I could never find anyone who could understand.” “What is there to understand?” questioned Lawton, nervously, glancing at his watch without seeing the time. Cecile was anticipating her enjoyment as she rehearsed for her mother how cleverly she had managed—not only to win Lawton, but secure his assistance in unraveling their financial knots. “Oh, money ’n everything," she answered in a whisper; trying to convey her trust and confidence. “Money? How so?” “We haven’t all the income we seem to have.” r Lawton switched around to face the girl squarely. “Your half-sister —can’t she contribute ffmti her inheritance?" Cecile “fidgeted; “There's the trouble,” she answered in a lighter vein, to appear as if the matter were a light one. “Mother has been borrowing from Madge’s Inheritance, and —well, we thought you might help to straighten out the tangle.” “So—borrowing from an inheritance, eh? What's the deficit?’ “Practically everything.” “Thank you.” Mr. Lawton arose with an air of finality. “We needed this bit of evidence to abrogate your stepfather’s will.” Mrs. Van Dusen, having intuitively sensed danger in her daughter’s prolonged absence from the center of festivities, swept into the scene, her features puckered with reckless disregard for wrinkles. “What’s the meaning of this?” she demanded, having caught the tail end of his words. — “By a secret codicil to your husband’s will,” he informed her, “the estate reverts to his daughter, Madge, if her* inheritance is misused by her trustee.” Mrs. Van Dusen sank limply onto the divan. “But what —What have you to do with all that?” “Only this: Madge and I were married a month ago.” As in a dream Mrs. Van Dusen heard Cecile murmur, “The fisher caught!”

DANGER IN LETTER WRITING

Abundant Proof That One Should Be Careful About Committing His Thoughts to Paper. The first woman letter writer on record was Queen Jezebel, wife of Ahab, and she used her pen for the purpose of deception. _ The story is told in I Kings 5:10. When Ahab was Naboth’s vineyard "by lair meaajk Jezebel conceived of foul ones. "Sp she wrote letters In Ahab’s name and sealed them with his seal, and sent the letters unto the elders and to the nobles that were in his city, and that dwelt with Naboth.” They suggested a plot which resulted in the death of Naboth by stoning. An earlier letter mentioned in the Bible was written by a man and was equally detestable. When we remember the contents and the purpose of David’s letter to Joab, how it did for Uriah what Jezebel did for Naboth, and from a worse motive, we could have wished of this too that it had never been preserved.. ■ The writing of letters has proved to be disastrous to more than one man, and they have brought downfall to many. Every one should be careful of what they write. Good letters, like good thoughts, bring back good things. Q ' "Bought His Time” From Father. ’ Hon. Francis E. Warren, the wealthy senator from Wyoming, in speaking of his boyhood recently, 1 said: “My father was only twenty years older than myself. His gage was work, physical work, and if he ever boasted of me it was about my strength. He had ‘bought his time’ of his father, he had often said, and -I, in turn, bought mine of him. ‘What will you take,’ I one day asked, ‘to let me go and work for someone else? *T,hat would be selling you seven y£ans,’ he answered. ‘I owe,’ and he mentioned the name of a neighbor, ‘eighty-five dollars for a yoke of oxen. If you will pay that debt you may have your freedom. But if you leave home ydu are not to return unless you are sick, And if you do return, even for a day, you will have to work.’ ”

The Silent Places.

Dearborn-—Got back from New York, have you? -- • t Wabash —Yes, and glad to get back. “How did you find things there?” “Fearfully crowded. Couldn’t get a room in a hotel for love or money.” “Why. where did you sleep?” "At the movies.” '

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN. RENSSELAER. IND.

Gay Calico Frocks for Outings

We have some faithful friends among cotton fabrics, that often lapse into more or less complete oblivion. When they are about forgotten they~ emerge at the call of some great and enterprising customer. Having dropped out of general favor they become unusual and exclusive ahd thereby much to be desired by the smart set, and then we are refreshed by such examples of wholesome charm and simplicity as that which appears in the calico frock pictured. It could not be much simpler than it is. It is artfully unpretentious, just the thlng.j£or-lhe-art=-less millionairess _who -intends 4o get -back to nature and cliase a few country butterflies by way of a change. This particular calico frock is red and white, like a stick of peppermint candy. In fact they have rmjch the same flavor. The plain, straight skirt, you will notice, does not aspire to a very wide hem such as is allowed in organdies and lawns, but it is shirred

Blouses Greet the New Season

We are to have a variety of new aud unique styles in blouses 4hls fall. Already the advance models have passed In review and manufacturers are preparing still others to follow. These will show modifications and adaptations of the styles already presented and of the wholly new forms of trimmings that have been brought out, American producers, now in competition with Europe, for the trade of the world, a’splre to making the American blouse pre-eminent, like the American shoe, in style, and as good as the best in material. Therefore we expect, with good reason, blouses that will accomplish the utmost that designers can do, in a variety of styles. Tailored blouses are shown in flesh, white, navy and black satin and with high necks and long sleeves. Fine tucks In groups that form stripes ptpve to be appropriate and most popular for trimming. The directoire influence appears in tailored models having collars and frills of that period. Georgette and foulard are combined in other tailored blouses, the plain georgette forming the body and sleeves, with cuffs, vest and directoire collar of foulard. In dressy blohses there are some very rich and unique models.- One of black satin is cut kimono style, with short sleeves, and has a basque so long that one wonders it is classed as a blouse. In keeping with Its style ft is adorned with embroidery in silver •nd gold, of Japanese inspiration. ColI ' >■ I f J ■ M r.. .?•

In- several rows- at the waistUne dnto the narrow belt. All the sewing on this frock is carefully done. The oldfasluoned pockets are outlined with a very narrow fancy braid of white cotton and have the simplest of very narrow black ribbon set on them—a little caress for being so pretty and quaint. The waist, as simple and plain as the skirt, is finished at the “V”-shaped neck with a wide plain collar of white net set off with a bow of black ribbon and a white lawn chemisette fills it in daintily. Altogether* this is a dress that is worth the while of UP artist. In.. clothes, and it is very pretty. Perhaps the same design is responsible for the brown and white small-checked gingham, made up with the introduction of white lawn fti accessories, with a hat to match, that outshines its more expensive rivals on the street. These familiar materials and unpretentious dresses have their own charm and are in a class*by themselves.

ored georgette with trimming of parallelrows of drawn work find embroidered floral designs appears among the elbow-sleeved models for dressy wear. Silk floss as a trimming is as popular as georgette in materials. It has been used to imitate baby lamb fur and proves wonderfully effective on georgette Russian blouses in gray, navy and mahogany color. Blouses like that pictured, draped to the side, and tied with hanging ends, are assured favorites. Heavy floss, in several rlt*h colors, and unusually placed makes the most/effective trimming on them, and pongee khakl-koo! or silks of like character or plain satin may be used to make them. The georgette blouse pictured Is one of an always increasing number in which front and back panels are extended below the waistline to simulate a basque. It Is embroidered with silk floss and its edges finished with narrow pipings of satin. ■ - ' ' '

Novel Jardiniere.

Purchase a large size bean pot in the shape of a flower pot with wide rim. They cost about 12 cents. Now use a dark green glossy paint to cover ft When dry dip a small brush 4b washable gold paint and draw a pretty design around the rim and you have a handsome container for a fem.

INTERESTING ITEMS FROM THE CITIES

Here’s a Real Seadog—Sir Peter, Naval Mascot - : T\ENVER.—Kvery ship and station in the United States navy has Its mascot. Ls Sir Peter, a handsome black and white Scotch collie of endless pedigree, owned by Lieut. Com. R. B. Hammes, Is serving at the present in thia capacity

He rises promptly when the ship’s captain or an admiral enters the room, but he absolutely ignores ensigns, junior lieutenants and other lesser folk. The canine baronet has led an active and varied life, Jias broken two legs, has been blown 50 feet from a navigation bridge to the deck without Injury, has been run over by a “flivver” whose owner narrowly escaped lynching at the hands of incensed sailors, has saved his master’s life, and has performed splendid service as lookout on board ship and as spy-hunter ashore during the war. During the war Sir Peter served on vessels of all types and was considered a splendid sailor till he went aboard a tiny mine sweeper, the U. S. S. Dahlgren. The Dahlgren had a roll all its own, and a saddened Peter joined the other rookies at the fait Only once has he beep known to lose his nerve. During a terrific storm, while he was on the U. S. S. Virginia, he was attacked by a steel safe and a perambulating piano. With a yell of fright at these unholy phenomena, he hid his head under a blanket. Sir Peter knows all the bugle calls aboard ship. But how he hated the general alarm for battle stations! He knew the firing signals and each would cause him to tremble until the detonation of the broadside. At “cease firing” he was a different being, glad to be alive. “ -

Clack of the Wooden Shoes AstonishQs Chicago CHICAGO- —State street in this town is what you might call sophisticated. —lt hardly ever even blinks an eye nt Dame Fashion’s humoresque. But State street, Chicago, was agape when Miss Marie Dalton went clumping along

in her wooden shoes. Wooden shoes are plentiful in West Pullman, which used to be the “Holland settlement,” but they are new to the" loop. “They’ll never be the style,” said a woman in a striped sport suit. Said Miss Dalton, opening her curvy mouth, “They are in style. Who would be-silly enough to pay S2O a ppir for shoes when these only cost s£2s?’ Prices of leathershoes soon areexpected to tax the purse of Mr. and

Mrs. Buyer even further. The shoe convention held recently in Chicago displayed boots and shoes that are expected to retail at $35 a pair next winter. New York manufacturers prophesy they will be S2O -a pair before next season. With all the other little luxuries of life, like butter and brooms, soaring sky-rocket high, the shoe purchaser has a problem to face. The answer is the pair of smoked wooden shoes on the double “A” feet of Miss Marie Dalton. "There’s more than that to be said in their favor,” dimpled the wearer. “You don’t have to shine ’em —just whittle ’em a little. “And you don’t have to buy lasts to keep them in shape. “And they don’t get wet when you play golf at sunrise. “And they don’t run over at the heel.” ’ And thereupon Miss Marie Dalton went clumping along down the stwuet—the observed of all observers.

Y. M. C. A. Girl Dances 1,271 Miles With 7,003 Yanks EVANSTON, ILL.—The champion Y. M. C. A. girl dancer of the City of Churches has returned. She is Miss Margaret Torrison, 1635 Hinman avenue. She is the daughter of Judge Oscar Torrison of the circuit court

teen service in France. She kept tab of the number of soldiers she danced with and the distance she traveled while dancing. “I spent a year among the outposts of the American army in France and danced with the doughboys from Le Mans to Coblenz,” says Miss Torrison. “Our boys, for the most part, refused to learn the French dances, but in a few minutes would Instruct the French girls how to execute the American dances. Then the French girls would like the American dances better than their own — far better. “I have danced with 7.003 men, for a total of 1.2T71 miles.-! still have two good dancing feet, too. Also a collection of hundreds of programs, fraternity pins and trinkets. -•—— —• — —7 ~ “We danced in monasteries, barns, castles and In the streets. And the American doughboy is the most enthusiastic dancer in the world —believe me t We had a fine time, but m say I’m glad to be back.”

Matrimonial Adventure of an Arkansas Traveler HOT SPRINGS, ARK.—This city is taking on airs over the wedding of Lieut. Raymond Lee Hiles in Scotland. His matrimonial adventures show the sort of enterprising young man Hot Springs sent to France. It appears that.

Hiles eloped with a Gloucester girl. They arrived ifi"Edinburgh only to find that residence of 21 days in Scotland was necessary before the ceremony could be performed. The lieutenant and his fiancee were naturally considerably perplexed* not knowing any one In Edinburgh. Then Lieutenant Hiles conceived the brilliant idea of bribing two hotel porters to swear they had been living in Scotland 21 days, and the first mar-

riage was performed. The lieutenant and Mrs. Hiles prepared to return to America, and even got as far as a steamer, but lii the meantime the trivial matter of bribery had been discovered and' stern officers of the law arrested Hiles and his wife on the boat and dragged him back to Edinburgh, where he was sentenced to a month’s Imprisonment. The marriage was declared null and void. - . But the friends of the two got busy, and even the smug tory London paper, the Globe, printed a stinging leader declaring that the action of the Edinburgh authorities was insulting and a blot on the fair page of Anglo-American rela *y for Scotland consented to a proper legal marriage ceremony . - i H being performed. „ „ . . . After the wedding the terrifying governor of the prison appeared t* that the said Mr. Secretary had ordered Lieutenant Hiles released.

at the Denver navy recruiting station. Long years of experience, service on 11 ships and at various stations, travel by sea equivalent to a cruise around the world and of 12,000 miles by land Denver bluejackets declare cannot be equaledahywhere. Sir Peter takes unto himself the rank of his master. Adored by all enlisted men, he accepts their homage as a matter of course, permitting them to be friendly but hot overfamiliar.

She is a Smith college graduate, class of 1914. That’s the winning combination —Evanston girl and “collegecun you beat it? Anyway, Hiss Torrison was one of a group of 16 girls who volunteered for overseas canteen service and left under the care of Miss Sarah Gibson of Boston. In the eyes of her fellow townsmen she is entitled to the distinction of being the long-distance dancing champion among the Y. M. C. A. girls who volunteered for can-