Evening Republican, Volume 23, Number 136, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 June 1920 — Page 2

A MATTER OF PRECAUTION

By M. M. WILLIAMS

ItH. by McClar* Ntwapaper Syndicate.) “It’s your manner, Marjorie—so distant and stand-offish- A man needs encouragement if he —well, if you expect him to get anywhere," the very new Mrs. Gordon said to her maid of honor, with the accent of supreme wisdom possible only to supreme ignorance. Marjorie’s answer was a soft chuckle. Alicia's role of experienced matron (livened her amazingly. Stepsisters, close friends notwithstanding, when Frank Gordon had come mooning after her. she had engineered the transfer of his facile affections to her housemate so deftly, so subtly, neither of the newlyweds suspected her agency. She had foreseen how it would be —Alicla'with her liquid nature, taking form from what it fell into, would try' to live up to the Gordon dignity, partly in loving obedience to her Frank, but more through her own aspirations. As a first fruit, she must marry off Marjorie—she would miss her, of course—but a solitude of two was enticing. In the honeymoon year even the best-beloved terium quid crowds a dovecote, no matter how roomy. “You are really pretty,” Alicia went on patron 1 tingly. “Prettier than I am” —this without conviction. "But then you are older- —twenty-three almost — besides—” stopping there embarrassed, and looking away. “Besides, I'm almost a pauper with a fine feeling for the fine things money buys,” Marjorie supplemented, not bitterly, but with darkening eyes. “Maybe you are right. Maybe I ought to be advertising myself in the ‘object matrimony' class. But, somehow. JL just can’t see it. Lazy as I am, work looks better to me.” “Marjorie:” Alicia exploded. “You know that’s out of the question. Frank will never allow it. People will say, oh, dreadful things. We must consider our position. But you are joking—you must be. There Is nothing you can ' do.” \

“I am a mighty competent cook,” Marjorie said, slowly, pulling herself together after the explosion, which had hardened her nebulous consciousness of need into something imperative. Until the moment of speaking, she had never thought of her cooking as an asset. Now, by a lightning calculation, she reckoned it. plus a bond or two, a few sticks of furniture, and a right good will, as a provision, wholly adequate for independence. The house was Alicia’s —work there was Impossible. Further the countryaide already was suffering a plague of tea rooms, wayside inns and booths of home-made dainties, aimed at motorists beginning to be booth-shy. But somewhere there was a place for her—she must find it—the sooner the better. Next morning Alicia read tearfully a scrawl which ran : "Don’t fret, honey—gone to seek my fate —-not sure yet whether it will turn out a fortune or a husband. Tell folks what you please — you can make them believe anything, you lie so deliciously. You'll hear from me through Judy—she knows everything—and won’t tell. Be good to yourself and keep Frank in his place until I comeback. Love and all the rest of it, from the Wicked Marjorie." Judy knew everything, through having been the door of hope. “Dem Warrens people ober to Pine Hill done come yere tu leern what we L all doin', and wus ragarin' an' chargin' case dee couldn't git no cook ter stay wid um —not since Jincy. Judy’s sister had been wrested from their kitchen by sudden matrimony. Oh. yessum, dee paid fit right—’most anything wms asked um. But de ole lady she wus cranky as a ram's horn, even befoh she fell and broke so many bones. Den de two trained nurses and dat dar ram-rod-legged man. her son. even wusser. Dey wus sho’ly too much fer any plain wukin’ ooman. Maybe er lady mought stand um. Miss Mahje better run ’long ober dar, light an’ make begagement. ’pendin’ on Judy ter send on her suitcase—and keep her mouf shet ter everybody.’’ - Marjorie nodded —she was beyond speech. But she hugged Judy tight, and ran away trying haj-d to whistle. Six hours later, on the edge of sundown. she was In the Warren kitchen, saying to herself as she glanced around: “Tuesday of creation week couldn’t have been a patch on this." The ramrod-legged son had fetched her to the door, waved a helpless hand at the spectacle within, then vanished murmuring he« would make it worth her while to stay. Faith my move mountains, but virgin ignorance can give it three in the game. If Marjorie had known half the week following taught her she would never have adventured into the H arren household. One nurse was a kindly incapable—so was the remnant elderly maid. But the head nurse. Miss Snickers, made Up for both by abuse of the permission even head purses have to be hateful. Small wonder when she had marked down the ram-rod-legged one as her special prey and saw in Marjorie a potential rival. Especially after order came out of chaos and meals were no longer penances but full-fed delights. The tongue-tied Mr. Warren had no need to,praise them orally—the smacking of his lips was sufflciently convincing. Also and further he began almost to thrive to an extent which moved Jim Leslie, his Imported scientific farmer, to say, grinding at Marjorie: “If you keep this up

you’ll be able to get blood out of that turnip.” Casual contacts with this person, who did for himself and came into the kitchen only to bring fruit and vegetables, were Marjorie’s main alleviations. She knew she to him- —also" of It fascinating. Audaciously she had no fear that he would recognize in Joy, the Warren cook, the Marjorie Joyce Millbum he had danced with casually at the senior prom five years back. Then he had l»een slight—now he was tanned, mgscled, almost burly. Yet she fancied she would have known him without hearing his name; —His manner towards her was friendly—kind yet touched with a line respectful chivalrous reserve infinitely refreshing. Upon a sweltering lute August twilight the scent of ripe grapes enticed' Marjorie to the long arbor which ran down the main garden walk. She was very* tired —but hajq>y —hadn't she a hundred dollars to show for her month's toil? Crabbed old Mme. Warren had mouthed angrily as she paid it —John wtts a fool —no good girl could be so heartlessly extortionate —with sickness in the house—ami so little*to do. John~hmr checked her peremptorily then* —later, in the hall, he had apologized almost timidly for his mother—she was so old. so ill —she would never be better—he knew, if she did not. what a godsend Joy had beerr-to them. He had looked even mon* -Marjorie smiled wryly, remembering his eyes. Possibly the helped to send her out of doors recklessly conscious that in the-arbor she risked encounter with Ix*slie —he had a theory that grapes should be cut while sunwarm. -

“Fil let you help if you are very good.” he called gayly as she came within range of his lantern light. Hanging directly overhead it hung revealing white illumination upon her lifted brow, her round throat, the small quizzical curl of her lips. Instantly he knew her —as instantly 7 he dropped grape-shears and basket, leaped from the ladder and caught her hands, saying: "Want a prize idiot? Here he stands.” “Any proofs?" Marjorie asked saucily. "A whole month of it —I ought to Imve k n °wn you at the very first." he said hushedly, falling back a pace. Miss Snickers was advancing majestically upon them, leading a reluctant captive —Mr. Warren—and brandishing a letter as though it were a dagger. As she came close she thrust the letter upon Marjorie, hissing: “By spe l cial messenger—he's waitingr for the answer." “He is—judicious,” Marjorie answered, taking the missive, which was addressed : Mis mArjoßy Joy-Milbun. at Pinehill warrens. Saying ceremoniously: “Excuse me,” Marjorie broke the seal and read. “You come back HomE. uNc Dan is done Found he-self. Say es 1 Dont find you quick, he’LL Kill me. I’m in dEe Kyar down At de big Gait—you come wid de sHofEr —make him Tote you Close.” “You are going, of course?” Leslie said. He had read shamelessly over her shoulder. She nodded. Miss Snickers interposed. “Not until your bags are searched. I insist upon that—for my own protection. A person sailing under false colors is capable of almost anything. I do not propose to jeopardize my good name —” t “She IM not going If I cah help it.” Warren mmost shouted, clutching Marjorie's arm. “Stay—as my wifk I loved you the minute you chme.” \ Mijs Snickers screamed and promptly fainted. Marjorie brushed her, saving’ to Mr. Warren : “Thank Wod—but it’s no." Then ran toward door. Leslie reached it held It shut and said in a shaken voice: “Marjorie. I’ve loved you five years without knowing it. I know all about you. Uncle Dan's finding himself will make you an heiress. So I—l—it seems I had better tell you. I’ve got a million in my own right—tations —” ... “Why tell me?" Marjorie asked primly, but with dancing eyes. “Just as a matter of precaution so I won't be set down as a fortune hunter,” Leslie answered, possessing himself of her hand. *

ALL RIGHT TO BLEACH HAIR

New York Magistrate Settles Question Which Has Long Been More ’or Less in Controversy. If thy right eye offend thee pluck It out. If vour hair Is not the shade vou dote on bleach it 5 , color it or cut it off if you wish. Whose business is It? A mother-in-law recently accused a handsome youqg blond, of bleaching her hair —using peroxide on it. A magistrate had to settle this matter: and the newspapers made much of it. and one would think from perusing what they had to say there is some law, statutory or unwritten. that makes it almost a felony to discolor the hair. Nothing of the kind, declares the New York Telegraph. Many women bleach their Jhair, and it is quite all right If they wish to do so. "Darkhaired girls and women and those with black hair frequently turn the color of their locks to that of a brickbat, with henna. And red-haired ladles sometimes change their color to that of yellow field corn. That is their affair and no one has a right to complain. Many folk twit those who have thus improved on nature, but they will do so no more—the magl»trate has settled that

A Good Instance.

* Teacher—Can you give me an instance of the economy of nature? Pupil—She used sheets of water to cover the beds of rivers.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

Last Carver of Totems.

» » — HIS unusual photograph shows I A one of the last—possibly the I last—of the carvers of totem ' poles. He is William Shelton, head of the Indian reservation school at Tulalip, Wash. The making of totem poles is an art and few nowadays are the then who can carve them. What a totem pole looks like when completed and set up is shown in the side picture. Shelton regards this enormous totem pole as his life work. He has already put In 3,000 hours on it. It will set forth the family history of the Snohomish tribe Of western Washington. When set In place It will be 6 feet in diameter and will rise 84 feet. Upon completion of this life work Shelton Intends to devote the rest pf his days to informing the world of the true inwardness of totem poles. It is a large undertaking. ' What is a totem? Well, it would take a Philadelphia lawyer to figure it out and then he’d have hard work to make the average man understand the true Inwardness of totemism, totem and totem pole. Totemism, the anthropologists say. Is common to primitive man in many parts of the world, but is far from being universal. It Is found among the American Indians, but there are tribes which show no trace of it. The Eskimos know nothing of It. Certain African savages have IL The Australians have It. A totem Is a class of material objects which a savage regards with superstitious respect, believing that there exists between him and every member of the class an intimate and altogether special relation. The connection between a man and his totem Is mutually beneficent ; the totem protects the man and the man show’s his respect for the totem In various ways. If his totem is an animal he may show this respect either by refusing to kill and eat it or by making it his favorite diet.

Early explorers found the American Indian communities, independent of their local distribution Into tribes, bands and villages, composed of several distinct clans. Each clan had Its emblem, consisting of the figure—of some bird, beast or reptile, as for example, the clans of the wolf, deer, otter and hawk. In the language of the Algonqulns these emblems are known as'totems. Members of the same clan were prohibited from intermarriage; a man could take a wife from any clan but his own. Tp different totems attached different degrees of rank and dignity: those of the bear, tortoise and wolf were among the first in honor. Members of the same clan, though they might dwell far apart and speak different dialects, were yet bound by the closest ties of fraternity. This kind of totem was found in at least three parities: the clan totem/ common to a whole clan and passing by Inheritance from generation to generation; the sex totem, common either to all the males or to all the females in a tribe, to the exclusion in either case of the other sex; the individual totem, belonging to an individual and not passing to his descendants. % ,i As to the totem pole, it is hard to say what it is. There is one thing however, which it is not; it is not a fetish or an idol or a thing to be shiped. The totem pole of ope man may be simply his individual totem. A second totem pole may also bear the clan totem of the owner. Then a chief or a rich man may have an elaborate totem pole containing “all his crests and all the stories connected with them." So that a very large and pretentious totem pole may be a sort of family tree of the owner or even an autobiography. Even tn case the carvers of totem poles become extinct, a number of,the most noteworthy of these remarkable creations will be preserved for posterity for several generations to come. Uncle Sam realized quite a while ago the advisability of this. The result is that there are two national monu-

William Shelton Carving His “Life Work.”

ments in Alaska, created in large pan with the view of preserving some very fine examples of these curious relics of bygone days. Sitka National monument was created in 1910. It is about a mile from ftSitka and contains 57 acres. It contains 18 totem poles, the highest of which rises 60 feet. These totem poles are carved from red cedar and when the paint wears off the unprotected wood cracks badly. These totem poles have recently been given two coats of paint by the National park service in six colors. Where the carvings were broken or decayed they were replaced. Thlsj monument is a picturesque place and from it there is ■ panoramic view of beauty and interest as the scene of the massacre of Russian fur hunters by Indians in the early days when all this region was owned by Russia. Old Kansan National monument was created in 1916. It contains 38 acres and within its bounds are an abandoned Indian village, numerous remarkable totem poles and other objects of historical interest.'

WAR AND FUTURE OF ART

Fresh Creative Force May Reasonably Be Hoped for, Ie Conclusion of Noted Writer. As for the action of the world’s great war upon the world’s great art, it is a theme too vast for easy handling, writes Agnes Repplier in Art and Life, New York. It was said in the spring of 1915 that the Quartier Latin had ceased to produce, having nothing which breathless humanity could pause to look at. Death took its toll of artists and month after month saw the blighting of hope, as men died with their work undone. Mr. Pennell, an acute, but not a sanguine observer, says plainly that new Inspiration—as a result of the conflict —is not to be hoped for. Yet if National fervor was fed by the simplicities of art, by the cartoon, the verses of the trench, the “half articulate songs” that set the soldier’s blood atingling, it is reasonable to believe that the high tide of human passion will not ebb before impregnating a lethargic world with fresh creative force. Rodin,, brooding over the darkest hour aid minimizing no peril or calamity, spoke with heroic assurance of the future: “Our young soldiers and our old cathedrals fall that there may flourish again a youth, pure, ardent, healthy, hostile to materialism, keen for spirituality; and that a renewed and sublime art may spring from the soil washed and fertilized by blood.”

Milk Consumption.

As it is estimated that only 2.9 of the milk produced in this country is used In making condensed milk, the industry can not have any considerable effect upon the milk Industry of the cities. According to figures given for last year, 43.1 per cent of milk produced is used as liquid milk, 41 per cent for making butter, 4.3 per cent for feeding calves, sper cent for making cheese. 3,7 per cent for making ice cream, and 2.9 for condensed milk. The United States has about 23,000,000 dairy cows. It is estimated that Europe lost about 22,000,000 cows in the last few years.

Limited Vocabulary.

' “Hark to the lament of a former doughboy.” “What about?” "He says he’s been out of the army only eight months and he’s forgotten every word of French he knew.” “Too bad. How many words did he know?” < “About six.” —Birmingham Age-Her-ald.

Most Tobacco In Cigarets.

Of the tobacco consumed in this country 77 per cent la made into arets. 20 per cent is smoked in pipas and 3 per cent in tigank

SHORT SKIRT IS THE MODE

Short skirts, long waists, short sleeves —these are the salient features of the spring mode as it becomes established by usage from day to day. In one of the windows on Fifth avenue during the past gala week, writes a New York fashion correspondent, there were exhibited two gowns presumably for the street, but they were abbreviated and diaphanous in the extreme —so much so that one uninitiated in the change in fashions could not have been expected to recognize them as street garments. . Two women stood before them,_ regarding their shortnesses and thinnesse.s with awe. “Don’t you suppose they’ve made a mistake?” said one; “surely those dresses are meant for evening wear. Why. look at the sleeves and the low cut necks!” Yet the figures on which they were draped were wearing hats and gloves. It wasn’t a mistake by any means, and the observer was destined to meet more and more of the same sort in her jaunt about the city. For they are appearing in greater numbers every day. There is a decided acceptance of all of the short cuts which not long ago seemed not ordained to be favorites of American women. There is no denying the fact that the short skirts are pretty and, in most cases,' becoming. They give a proportion to the dresses of the hour that could not be nearly so good were the skirts allowed to be any longer. Every once in a while, along the thoroughfares where well-dressed women are wont to make their appearance, one sees astonishingly beautiful street clothes with skirts so short that they are nearer the knees than the ankles. The short skirt, without doubt, bids fair to become the most distinguishing feature of feminine apparel for 1920.

Long Sleeves Scare. The shorter sleeves are not so readily taken up by some women generally, though the longer ones are almost impossible to find in the shops. They are not “the thing” at all. One might as well accept short sleeves or no sleeves, for they seem as inevitable as the high cost of living. A special design is the only way around the idea that sleeves shall nos end an inch or so below the arm pits. And special designs these days are confined to the few. The rest of us must accept the dictates of fashion as they stand and decide to glory in them. After all, the short sleeve Is much like the collarless gown when it comes to applying it to the various

Embroidered Organdie Trims This Attractive Frock of Taffeta.

types of feminine beauty or nonbeauty. Women will insist that they cannot wear the style, that it is not becoming to'their type, and finally, when they do stop struggling and accept the fashion as it stands, they find that they really look they surprise themselves. And then, when they come to analyze the situation, they discover that they have been refusing to accept the change merely because’ it is new and that they never- really have given It a chance to prove whether it is becoming. This happens as often as drastic changes are* introduced in fashion, and time and again women have worn the thing that they announced to begin with they could never countenance. It bids fair to be the case of the sleeve, and those who are looking toward that shining vista, economy of material, will welcome the shorter length. A French" designer has announced emphatically that the long waist is the line especially adapted to the American figure. - Some one is heard to murmur: “Whnf ls this American figure tfiat the French love so. to prattle about?” Well. It Is not as yet the French figure, which is allowed.to be as plump as it pleases, wherever it pleases. We still lean to straight lines in this country, and the figure which is not built along these lines may he corseted to the state where it seems to be. It ia tor such a figure that the French artist of renown designates the long-walsted tpodels. And you have only to observe them on

straight, more or less flat figures to see how really beautifully they are adapted to the contour. Callot If doing the dress to perfection. She has sent over many lovely models. The skirts are full' or plaited, and while often they are made with tighter underskirts, many of them leave the fullness of the: skirt to be the only line below the dropped waist. Long-Waist Model. For Instance, there is one model from this renowned house made of gray satin, with a full skirt falling over a tighter skirt of black satin. The straight, long, flat bodice is embroidered in gray in an all-over pattern of large design, has wide cuffs of black satin on the very much abbre-

An Evening Gown of Taffeta and Tulle With Interesting Features.

viated sleeves. Another design from, the same house is made for wear. It has cream satin draped over black satin, making a sort Of cascade skirt, and-the Father low and pointed neckline is edged with wide beaded bands of gold and pearl-beaded embroidery. A long-walsted model for afternoon wear has a Chinese brocade waist and lower panel of the skirt made over a foundation of black satin. Then there is a fuller skirt of navy blue serge, draped from a low waistline and allowed to hang over with an uneven help, one side being very much longer tl)an the other and the draping meets. Paquin has made some successful long-walsted models, as h&ve Madeleine et Madeleine, Jenny, and Lanvin. Most of the other designers also have done things with long-walsted effects, but these are the ones which accent the idea especially for the American women whose figures they * say they have studied with a real Idea •of providing gowns peculiarly suitable for them. Around about New York the serge dress as yet holds sway. This and the suit of serge are the only new things,' on account of the weather, which have had the least chance to show themselves. In the restaurants at lunch time, when coats are laid aside, one sometimes glimpses a gown of taffeta, which material bids fair to gain more popularity than has been accorded to any one fabric for many seasons past. . >

Most Desired Fabric. At night, tor dinner and dancing, taffeta has made its appearance as the most desired fabric; the evening gown is rare that does not have taffeta used in its making in one way or another. Sometimes tulle or chiffon holds the -place of honor, but upon examination taffeta Is found to be the foundation material, for the particular standlng-out quality is the thing that is absolutely necessary to the modernist of evening adornment. Taffeta has that lovely texture which makes It stand out, but at the same time it falls in pleasant folds. Especially the newer taffetas have been refined in weaving until they are perfect. In Paris the rage for taffeta goes on. Even after the openings were over,’ the designers kept on and on making new things from the lovely material- Two models, one for afternoon and one for evening, each made with taffeta for the foundation material. are worth noting. One Is draped', almost entirely in tulle, and the other is embroidered heavily; either serves as a model for American imitations or American authentic copies. The afternoon frock Is combined with organdie. and this strange combination of materials (silk and cotton) has .taken a fast hold on the designers hereabout. One sees it in combinations of black taffeta and cream organdie, of blue taffeta and white organdie, of gray taffetaand apricot organdie, qpd. so on. tn varieties unlimited. Hats are even built to carry out this combination of materials, and some perfect specimens can be seen*