Evening Republican, Volume 22, Number 253, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 October 1919 — Page 2

Jungle Fever

By R. RAY BAKER

tCoprrUbt, l»l». by MtClura N.w»paper Uyndteete ) ’ "M P l ' fruyure in n Nn. tt » doctor; it was just tbo-e 'wo initials. , Carrie > ‘rot hers wlju: *4 to pul The letters to her n.iir'e . * v.-’m Fredericks —e>f course. r course at college ; bu’ < ’arro*—wus ~ prepared for thuj. Austin was not prepared 1 He- warned farrte to settle down with him. and co«»k and sweep - amt xto sundry ofher honselwldMjHtes. But Carrie was wilting after she “"Wrested a cifreef from The world. When she had proved to herself. anti everybody else that she was .•apalde of making her own way she would be content to give it ail up and be plain Mrs. Fredericks, subti:i' ' lng ami 'liearding the “M. D."

~ “Butthatlsn’i rea sonn htc. < ’nrrter 1 ' lie protested. “If yoti‘re sb determined to do something, why don’t you be n teacher? That won't take so long, and besides—-well, anything hut a woman - doctor for me It isn't tiieir place —- not by a long shot. Now. women make fine teachers, and I rather admire them, and think what a fine thing they are doing in educating the rising genOf course, I want you to get jnarried right away, but I know your disposition enough to realize that you won't until you learn some kind of profession. But make a little concession to me and be a teacher, (live up this doctor idea. Women doctors are no good.” 2Z Carrie took umhrage at lils atritutle. Women doctors were just as good as The men war! cry. and a tot bm~" “ter Th many cases STie contended. stamping her foot andgrowing —red_ with anger. Did he mean to intimate that she could not be a gooiT physician or anything else she chose tX lie? Very well, if that was nil the faith he had In her. he might as well take* his hat and coat and go. and he needn’t come back unless it was on her terms. She’d show him whether a woman could be a successful doctor. Maybe some time he’d get -down on and beg for the sen-ices of a feminine phystclan-. <■ - ——— —— -.-

Austin was desperate. He realized Carrie would not yield a point, and somehow he was bound to admire her for her ambition. “By George!” he pondered. *‘l believe she will do it at that. But who wants a doctor for a wife? People would pass me on the street and remark : ‘There goes Doctor Fredericks’ -husband.' That’s all I would count for. because she’d change her mind about giving tip practice, once she got her degree, t can’t do it. that’s all. I’ll wait a few days and see if she won’t change her mind, although I'm almost certain she’ll stick to it." He was hardly prepared for the Fwlft nes s with which thing- developed. His- n.ormng paper two days later made public the fact that "Mi ss Carrie .Croihers, daughter of Mr. ami Mrs. F-. D. Frothers. Ss.v Jefferson avenue, left last night for Ann Arbor, where she will take a, six years’ course in the study of iWdlcine at the FniVersity of Michigan.” Austin was so dejected that he ate <Mily one Of ,the two doughnuts furpished him for breakfast at the arm_duur lunch ami dr:_mk_<aiu half, thocoffee. He went around in a daze for three days, and was constantly afraid that, in his car,icily. a s assistant teller at the bank. Re might cash a cigar coupon for a hundred-dollaf cheek or commit some equally tragic error. ’ln desperation he wrote her a special delivery letter, which came as near being of a pleading nature as his rather proud spirit would permit. The answer came the next"day on h postcard: “After six years. No sooner. Waft or not. as you see fit."

The reply and the manner of reply"‘Slie's, g/mig to ’ show me. is she? Very well, I'll show her, b>o.” he whispered vengefully >to himself, and- he went to the bank and resigned, after drawing out his savings arcbunt. ' He was determined to go away. He had no'idea what his destination would be', but it vo’jld be somewhere out of the civilised world, where he would try to forget and at the same time. give Miss Carrie Frothers a good opportunity to think things oyer and come to her senses. At the end of a year, he decided. ho-wpulrl:xxnnerbiEk7XtyT see If things were different. It was going to be hard for hinirhurlt vvghßT be harder to stay and “take her insults,” as he put it in conversation with his aggrieved self., By chance he picked up a newspaper which announced that Thomas Stevenson, the explorer, was preparing topsail in a week for Africa on a new expedition. _ , Austin's eyes brightened. Here was his. chance. He had hcootjipanied Stevenson on the latter’s first exploring journey into .the African wilds, and he would arrange to go with him this time. Invoking the aid of the telegraph, using as the address the name of Stevenson'S favorite hotel in New York. Austin ascertained that he would toe a welcome addition to <be party. . ; . ? The young man found the explorer packing up in his room. There yas a hearty hMudshake and a brief exchange <rf words, and a week later Austin galled with gtevenson and £ve ptheis ■'■■■•a'

for Durban, on the southeastern coast of the dark continent. Arriving there they employed three Zulus and two Hottentots to make up the remainder of the expedition and do the work. Many w eeks later found the party north of the Transvaal, through which they had passed, and shortly aft terward they began exploring in earn- ■ Austin understood well before going 'that It whs_jl. hazardous undertaking _on. _»Jii£h_ JuriluuLudnlMduuL—XQ£~tb& danger- trmn l«oh disease and um-fvll- _ Izf-ri nat ix e-, e-peeittlly the Bushmen.- _ wnre. ailain and "seriixUKr—How over-T—be~ Wnnte’l ekeitement to occupy his mind. The < Xped 'l.m ' '>a* inuc-i Ili'iliths. nlwiiis bending me 'hward. eliu+bi-Hg-over mountains and ] i--itig through Tjinigle regions hi wild “bi - a sfs were t<> be reckon •■ iT with, ami Austin's e\i eriynee .wiili the elephant -rifle mi i.'ber w.-apons stood him in good, -It vid.

Steven-on wrole enn'stantly concerniiip 11. oh ■■ FViittrin»— ~ He he wtiH in uue-i of an undiscovered r 1 vyr. 1 mp■ _• to rf'lll Hoo-e’.ell's feut ill finding flo Tti\>-;- of rioiibt, ami lie pushed on i: h fe w res ts. In the vicinity of the Zambezi river Austin was taken down with jungle fevt■ r. Mid Stevenson.relucfaiiTty detailed . t wo. of. his ..Zulus 40 ca cry liiih ha ck to The'ToastT - The Journey was long and laborious, but It finally wtis completed and Austin was taken into the home of a hospitable English settler in a small colony. Austin was out of his head mo-l of the time, but at rare intervals 4)0... ( ftine out of Hie fever world and heard snatches of conversation, to which he sometimes rep Tied, ustnrHy \yi t h a u erra flc remark. During one of these near-lucid moments ho heard a man’s voice.

"He's got to‘have a doctor, and we’d belter summon that woman who arrired here .Ftst—month. —TTrey~s:ty she's a regular physician, although I’ve always been skeptical about the ability of a woman M. D. She’s the only medic around here, though, so we’ll have to have -her." .ed Austin, but. of Course, his words bort* no weight with the others. After weeks of struggling with the fever, one morning Austin awoke to find himself back in the world. He felt weak, but otherwise no traces of the disease remained with him. Hecstared round in wonder at the strange walls that surrounded him. Slowly his memory came back ; that is, the’part which dealt with events ,up to the time the "Texer ’had got fi strong hokl. on him. Strange jabbt-ring noises outside the window at his side attracted his attention ami his eyes encountered a number —of —half-tmked black —children engaged in various grotesque forms of play. "Well, how do you like it?" said a gentle voice at the other side of the bed. ‘■'Die woman doctor." he thought, recalling the words .he. hud liea.nl w hile in the throes of the fever. Turning his head slowly he looked into the pale blue eyes of t'arrie Cfolhers. "You !" he ejaculated. He was too :Tstoni<lied to articulate - any Turtlicr words for a moment, but mechanically he reached out his hand and took the small one extended toward him. ‘'TTien--then you brought me out of this," he finally said. “You’re the lady doctor!’’ ,—-x—. ' She smiled, captured- a vagrant strand of brown hair and replied, with; eyes sparkling in a strange way : ' “No; th'fr lady doctor is Elsie Shaw, an elderly woman, and she brought you out of this. But of course I helped nurse'you when D-rould fitrrf~ the time, Jon see. I'm pretty busy.” She pojntfd mn the wimluxv. . "Those black youngsters keep me pretty well occupied." she ■ -went on. "You see, I'jn a teacher in rhe mission school, and they are the rising genera- '

Round Towers in the West.

Those who venture into the West of the United States in these -days are often puzzled by the number of round towers ■"that at times' throw very lengthy shadows across the landscai»e. There is ahyays inure or less guessing at the windows of passenger coaches as to the name and purpose of these st riiet ur<-<' M .s'; <■:' 'tb.em have greater circumference, and some seem to have greater height than the famous round rowers et Ireland. are silos, so called because they are employed for the preservatiori of ensilage or fodder crops at their green stage. There are possibilities in barn and silo combinations which will some day. we believe. be developed by the skillful architect.. Even now departures from, rheVrude and conventional ajpe visible in many parts of the Indian -corn belt.

London’s Ugliest Church.

Charing Cross is by common consent London's ugliest bridge: do you know winch 'is her ugliest church? It dominates Smith’s square. Westminster, and Canon Wilberforce was vicar for many years. The story of its origin is tliat Queen Anne wanted a church built hereabout and ordered an architect to prepare the design. When the plans were brought for her approval sip? disliked them so much that she tore them intof'shreds. threw them at the artist s head, and kicked over a footstool in her rage. “There.” she said, pointing to the overturned footstool; “build me a church like that.” The terrified man took her at her word, and the tesult we see.—London Chronicle. .- —

Way of the Henpecked.

Willis—“ Bump claims to be a very strong-minded man.” Gillis—“That’s right? When Bump tells his wife to slo g tiling he does it”—Life. .

TIW EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

Gorgeous Ribbons Reflect Autumn

The goddess of the looms must have lingered about American silk mills “When (lesTgtie'rs; were planning this Reason’s ribbons. And shtr yyns: In a happy and opulent mood, for the utmost in weaving has blossomed in ribbons that are all the way from gay to gorgeous. The richness of aufunin’s colorful days. vvltlF sunshine and moonshine, all are reflected in brocaded ribbons heavy with gold and silver threads and very in sheen and color. So much beauty lures one away from the consideration of its prieg which is very high. But only small quantities of the most gorgeous ribbons appear in any apparel or dress accessories, except fpr evening dresses. In these /wide metaßbrarded ribbons are used with some g«*n<*rosity. Mostly the w ide and brilliant ribbons are used for making shopping —hags and purses, in the crowns of hats or in sashes on hats and for vests in dresses and suits. In evening dresses of tulle or crepe or lace they make brilliant paiiels or girdles and occasionally a handsome afternoon frock looks to them for a touch of splendor in the girdle.

There Are Many Fancy Suits

A stroll through establishments, ' Whose styles we know to be authority- ' five soon verifies the assertion made by manufacturers that tailored suits are growing fancier. That Is the first impression to be gathered from almost any display. But one must not draw conclusions too quickly. It has come to the place' 1 where there are several distinct types of the tailored suit, including the knock-about suit, the walking suit and the promenade suit (which must be another name for what we have known as the formal suit.) The . knock-about and walking suits will please those whq are wedded to severe tailor-made, while promenade and formal suits are for those who like departures from this type. Probably the influence of French Ideas has promoted the success of the fancier tailored suits, for the severe type has never been a favorite with Paris. Where there is no place for a ' gay or frivolous or dainty touch to apparel, French designers seem to feel ’ hampered ; they do not like the type of suit that attends strictly to the business of being practical and well made. They, delight In unexpected little decorative touches that have no reason for existing, except to be inieresting and good looking. All the new glove finish fabrics —and their name is legion —promote the eatise of fancier suits. Duvetyn, velours, duvet anjl their Uke, are very joft with surfaces that vary, but are •ever hard. Close behind them trico- *

But bags and purses account for More yards of magnificent ribbon than oilier Between now and Christmas there will be a lively business at the ribbon counter where mountings, for bags are sold along with the ribbon to make them. In the picture above a purse and a bag are shnu-D. The long purse is a black satin brocaded in silver. And the bag is in brilliant, colors striped with black, mounted on a black celluloid frame. The story of plain satin ribbons, for little bags and numberless other trifles-that women love, is much longer than that of the splendid brocades. There are innumerable trinkets made of ribbon. A little face powder bag of satin ribbon is shown in the picture. It has a small round mirror in the bottom and narrow satin ribbon handles that draw up and close the top. It serves to carry a small box of powder and a convenient putt.. Hair ribbons for little—girls are shown in many pretty striped varieties and Taffeta remains the favorite for hair bows, which with bags, keep a gay stream of ribbons flowing over the ribbon counter.

tine and gabardine lend themselves to proinetiade suits by their texture. A fine example in a tricotine model for fall and winter wear is shown in the accompanying pict um- It shows allegiance to the last decrees for longer skirts and coats and presents odd emplacements of material on the skirt and coat, with braid, buttons, and buttonholes cleverly managed to elaborate both. The collar is unusual with straight revers that extend over the shoulder and widen at the back into a small square cape. The coat is open to the waistline at the front, making plenty —of opportunity for a fancy blouse or vestee. The choker of fur is a separate affair. The choker collar is everywhere present, but is often convertible and is either of fur or fur fabric or of "theTnaterial in the suit. Belts are narrow and may be taken off so that the suit is worn with or without them. Occasionally a suit is shown with two belts, one of the fabric and one of leather. Not all coats are long. There are those of the short ripple variety that seem to be liked best in the dressier suits. Their bodies are semifitted. long and plain with occasional narrow turnedback cuffs for a small pointed flare, and skirts are ankle length and only moderately narrow, the hobble variety never having achieved success among smartly-dressed women.

STORIES from the BIGCITIES

To See What Ker Own Death Notice Looked Like V ■ »" —.-■ BALTIMORE. —Human nature may not have changed in all the ages, but some queer people bob irp nowadays, Katharine McPhail of Baltimore -would get~the M:< ry la nd” record : for~q ut,eril css, probably, if It cSiheTo a vote

Katharine, aged nineteen years, beloved daughter of Mr. and Mrs. James L, McPhail. Funeral at her parents’ residence, 2.>11 St. Paul street, on Wednesday afternoon at 2p. in.” Miss McPhail then left for Clifton Park and went in bathing. Relatives and friends lost n<f time in calling up the McPhail home. An aunt of the girl, Mrs. Oliver F. Ryan of Raspeburg, who read the notice hastened to the McPhail residence, believing her niece had actually died. Mrs. Ryan told of having considered a floral design to be sent to .the McPhail residence, and also of writing to La Crescent, Minn., to an uncle of the girl. Neighbors were startled by the announcement, and made inquiries, only to learn that the whole affair was a joke—or at least was' so considered by the girl. Passing of Two Pioneers Shows How Young We Are ————————————— f BLOOMINGTON, ILL.—The death of Lafayette and Jacob Funk, sons of Isaac Funk, and oldest surviving members of one of the most noted pioneer farming families in the history ot Illinois, within three hours of each

other, serves to emphasize how young is this nation. In the lifetime of these two men Illinois has had its development and Chicago has grown from nothing. Their father came to Illinois in 1824 and settled at Funk's Grove, where he became the owner of 25,000 acres. Isaac Funk reared eight sons, all of whom attained success in agriculture, in business, and in polities. In September, 1915, Lafayette and Jacob Funk, traveling by motorcar;

made ahistoric trip from Bloomington to Chicago, following so far as possible tin old trail over which 70 years before they had driven cattle and hogs to the old Bull’s Head stock yards, located at __ West Madison street and Ogden avenue. In the outskirts of the great city which they had known as a frontier village they found welLreinembered landmarks. When Lafayette and Jacob Funk visited Chicago in the early days it took them nearly two weeks to make the journey over the old trail, riding in farm wagons behind plodding ox teams. They had a fund of interesting reminiscences concerning pioneer Times in Illinois. , As growers of seeds and immense crops, of-corn the fame of the Funks of Illinois spread to all parts of the United States. They also were noted as raisers of prize herds of cattle. Overall Salesman “Strikes It Rich” With a Club CHICAGO. —A few weeks ago the future of Robert Wachman seemed circumscribed bv sample lots of blue denim overalls. It was by selling overalls that he had eked out a modest livelihood for his wife and family at 4439 South

pectOd to prove one of' the richest on the North American continent. Wachman decided a few. weeks ago that a complete rest and vacation was just what he needed. He had staked out a little patch of land near Dryden, Ont., a year or so ago. Gust Larson, a veteran prospector of the region, had recommended the claim. And, more to make a home for Gust than for any other reason, he had purchased a strip of 160 acres. While scratching around in the rugged hillsides that abound in his claim, Wachman and his friend Gust happened on a rusty spur of quartz jutting up from the ground. Striking the protruding jet of ore with a club, glittering particles of gold were found in the fragments of quartz. Quick work with a pick and shovel soon revealed a ledge of gold ore that is ten feet deep and graduates from a w|dth of 12 inches at the top to 30 inches at its lowest depth. OrrTranlTlFrimgs “ Got ffis Bearskin Rug BOISE. IDAHO. —Guests at the home of Dr. Frank Billings in Chicago this winter will be escorted in state to the library. “What d’ye think of that for a fine specimen?” the host will ask. The company, properly impressed.

will gaze on a shaggy cinnamon bearskin, the fangs gleaming savagely in the firelight. “Some bear!” they’ll say. Then politeness will prompt them to ask the doctor how he bagged it. “Shot the old fellow out in Idaho—from the front seat of an auto.” Doctor Billings will chuckle. “Want to hear the story?” The story will be something like this: A. S. Trqde, a noted Chicago lawyer, has a ranch at Rea. He was

entertaining a party of very prominent Chicagoams, including Doctor Billings^C. K. G. Billings and Roger Sullivan. They were out motoring and were not loaded for bear. ■-Doctor Billings car-ried-a shotgun in case any small game, such as grousie, appeared. Suddenly a big cinnamop bear jumped from the sagebrush into the road just ahead of the car. Doctor Billings was in the front seat. He blazed; away at bruin. This is the way Mr. Trude tells the rest of it: **At first the bear gained on us, though we tore along *as fast as the chauffeur could make ths car go. but after a while we gained on the bear, and the doctor fired a full charge into his neck, just back of the head. This caused it to fall and roll partly over, but it recovered and resumed its journey, bear fashion, down the trail, with the auto at full speed in pursuit, jumping over badger holes and ruts and with the doctor getting in a shot as often as he could. “I sat in the rear seat, hanging oh and yelling to the doctor to soak him again, which he did by landing a fuU charge of shot just back of bruin’s shoulder.” Some states have la,ws forbidding shooting game on highways and from automobiles. , „ Evidently Idaho Is not one of these states. ... ...

in the state. Inserting, or causing to have Inserted, notice of her own degffiZ in an afternoon paper just to see_how it looked in print and to find out the actual number of friends who cared for her, Katharine, the—daughter of Mr. and Mrs. James McPhail, 2511 St. Paul street, Baltimore, caused her parents -Considerable worry. Katharine inserted the following advertisement in an afternoon paper: -McPhail—On August 18, 1910,

Michigan avenue. But today his business is to evade interested capitalists and wealthy mining engineers who wduld 4 make him their guest at ban- , quets, and theater parties. And he prays for deliverance from his newly mobilized army of “friends” who seek to express their admiration ~~of him by many artless methods. For Robert Wachman has~“strnck—it rich.” He "Is a potential millionaire, owner of a mining claim that' is ex-