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Oman By ELEANOR. GATES. Author of "The Biography of . Prairie Girl." T CcrpvrtQht, J9oe, by McCtim, Fhmij A 5 Company. T (Continued.) "Redskins!" he exclaimed. "Boot marks were around, though," she Bald. "You are sure? I wish your father had asked my advice. I feel as if I had come short in my duty." "Please don't," 6he entreated. "You see, we thought we could tend to it long 's we knew who it was." He turned astonished eyes upon her. "Knew!" he exclaimed. "Well, for" Leaven's sake out with It then!" "Matthews he wanted the land." "The interpreter! But last night's tracks were made by mocassins. There's o:e Indian free" She let blm go no further. "It3 not Charley," she declared. "Matthews meant us to think it was Indians. Moccasins are easy to get." "That's true." He frowned. "H'm! Well, I shall inquire. Into his whereabouts during the last two davs." And the captain fell to studying the figures on the Navajos. Outside Lieutenant Fraser was passing the shack. He rode on to the cornfield, where he flung himself off his horse. "Marylyn, Marylyn!" he Bald tremblingly. "You poor glr'J I'm so sorry. What can I say? It's my fault." She lifted a scared face to his. "No, it's mine," she answered. "If I'd told Dallas about you we'd never a' gone to Clark's" inanK goodners you did! But if your father had known about me if I could have come to the house. I must after this. We'll tell your sister about us now. Come om." She shrank back in sudden fright. "No, no. Don't you see? She'd think it was awful I didn't say something yesterday!" "Why didn't you. Marylyn?" She looked down. "You don't know Dallas. She don't like soldiers any rnore'n pa. She said so, and she'd" "Oh, I think she does," ha argued. "Now, let's try her let's make a clean breast of it." Her hand9 came out in wild imploring. "You won't, you won't, you won't," she begged. "Don't you understand? My keeping still was just as if I'd killed pa! Oh, it was! So I can't tell now!" "Marylyn" 41rom,se J"00 won't; oh, promise you lp't-''' And she went down, crurnl - into a little, miserable heap. r "kly he lifted her. "Well, we Jvon -te!l her, then; not if you dou't Want to, but we'll have to come day." "Some day maybe but not now." "All right, then not now." He led her from garden to coulee and back again, trying to comfort her all the while as best he couid. "You see, Marylyn," he said, "you're wrong about its being your fault. It's mine. I promised Lounsbury I'd look after you folks." She stopped short. "Did you tell him about you and me?" . "No." "Oh!" She was relieved. "You mustn't, either. Not him or any one." "I don't see how I can ever look Lounsbury in the face again," he said bitterly. Whereupon she straightway began to comfort him. At the shack Oliver and Dallas had arrived at the question of future safety. "I must insist," the captain was paying, "upon your coming to live at the fort. I cannot spare a permanent guard for this side of the river a scouting party up and down once a day is about the best I could do. We have our hands full already." "Live at the fort" Her lips tightened a little. She got up to walk. She was thinking of the cold stares, the "Ahs," the "Ohs and the laughter cf the post ladies in their bowling ambulance; the nudges and the grins of the passing musicians, and "there's alius room at the fort when there's good lookin' gals in the fambly." She shuck her head. "You love your sister," be reminded. Think of her." "I am thinking of her. I'd go to the fort if there was danger. But answer me honest outside of what's happened here, do you think there's really any danger?" "From Indians, you mean? Well. I'll tell you this was a complete surprise, a shock to me. Because so far we haven't seeu a sign of the hostiles beyond that signal in the spring. North of here, at Lincoln, they've shown themselves. But they're largely concentrated in the northwest to meet the troops." "Then there's no danger from Indians?' "Still, there might be. ana I want you to come. Frankly. I've omitted to tell you of oi'.e disquieting report that has reached us. After the recent battle on the Rosebud one of the warriors of Crazy Horse was captured InGeneral Crook. The prisoner said that within a day's ride to the west of here our and your aged friend" She stopped him. lifting her hands to hr face. "Not him!" she whispered, "ot him I Oh, he was so good to us, captain!" Oliver sighed. "I fear it's so, yet It's only a report." Sonie time went by. Meanwhile she walked about the room in silence. Her lips were trembling.

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vhen you're sure" she spoke with difficulty "the Indians are going tc make trouble I will. Bat but I think I'd rather stay. I made dad a promise once. I'd hate to break it now." "Your father didn't like us, I understand. I'm sorry. And of course you feel that you should keep your promlse to him. Well, I can send a convoy with you to Bismarck." "We haven't a cent. You see, I'm counting a heap on my garden." "Oh, we would get something together for you." She flinched. "No, I wouldn't like that. And dad'd hate it worse than if I broke the promise. Besides, I'm going to pay back B troop." "B troop! My troop? What do you owe B troop ?"

vv hy. B troop's been sending us Its surplus rations." "You sure?" "Well, the sutler said so." "I think there's a mistake. B troop has had no surplus rations" "Had no" she began, amazed. .Must nave been the sutlers own stuff." "But he wrote" From between the leaves of a book on the mantel she pro duced a folded paper. 'Or some one else's," went on Oliver. She had been about to hand him Blakely's letter. Now, as if struck by an idea, she put it back into the book. When he turned her eyes were swim ming. "It likely was 'some one else,' " she said. "God bless you anyway! To think of such a thing in tho midst of your wor ry! Even if you did owe B troop it would vote you its full rations and be proud to go hungry. Please think again about Bismarck for the sum mer. "I can't give up the claim, captain. I want to know what happened I want to be here if if dad comes back." "But aren't you forgetting that, In dians or no Indians, there's danger from this secret enemy?" secret enemy," she echoed; "secret enemy! Go to Bismarck 13 just the thing he wants to see us do. You -heard what he did in the winter? Well, he came again yesterday. He saw the wagon leave, and he thought it was a good chance to move in." "Move iii?" rejoined Oliver. "If that was all, why did he bother about moccasins?' "You're right!" she cried. "He meant to kill!" And now as if some great hidden spring of feeling had been touched she came round upon the officer, defiant, resolnte and undaunted. "Maybe I'd 'a gone before. I'd go this minute for Indians. But that man! He's had bis price for this claim; he's had his price. Now, tho bend belongs to me, and I'm going to stay." , The captain bent toward her. "Too risky, too risky, Miss Lancaster," he advised, "unless we get the man. For how could you ever do any outside work" Dallas interrupted, intrepid spirit ringing in her voice. 1 "Get him or not, I'll stick it out atf the same. And my outside work 1$ plow and I'll plant just like I used t i. But this time I'll do It with a gun." CHAPTER XXV. ! 1 KLL scout scoured every foot I of ground leading up to the shack. He trailed the mules, the squaw, the troopers. He followed those moccasin prints that came across the draw and went again. He found the last behind the lean to. along the side nearest the coulee, on the back fire strip in front, and declared they had been made by a white man. Two circumstances pointed strongly to the truth of this the body had been carried away in the direction of Shanty Town; a white man would have taken so much trouble, not an Indian, who would have left his handiwork for all to see. And again, when Shanty Town was searched one of the huts was found to contain evidence of late occupancy scraps of food that were not yet stale and in a rusty stove fresh coals. But though the coulee, the road, the prairie and the timber edging the river were all faithfully scanned one thing concerning the murderer's doings remained a mystery. At Shanty Town the traces of hira began and ended. But ho-y had he reached Shanty Town? Old Michael furnished the clew of time. He related how he had heard the crack of a gun to the eastward the previous evening, "about th' ind av th' furst dog watch." Captain Oliver stayed uutil the last rod bad been traveled and the Inst stone turned. Then he was ferried to Brannen. On landing he went at once to the wife of hi3 colopel. who had va cated her home when the command left and was now living with Mrs. Martin at Major Appleton's. Mrs. Cummingsi," he said, "the old man on the bend is missing. It looks like murder. His two girls are left. orphaned and heartbroken. They need a woman s comfort, ma am. Will you cot go to them, and will you find a wo man to stay with them for a few nights r "Oh, how very sad!" exclaimed thr.t j lady, then turned away as if suddenly i perplexed. "I I really don't care to j go myself," she went on. when she ! had civen his request a moment's thought. "I know these country people so touchy and taciturn, always ready to think one is patronizing them." "One usually Is," retorted the captain sharply. "Then I must ask somebody else." "One of the troopers' wives would probably be glad to go." "You are evidently quite mistaken regarding these young women," declared Oliver, with some heat "Mrs. Oliver will think differently." "Ceallr. I haven't thought of them,"

Eke answered petulantly. 'But whv, may I ak, don't they come to the' post?" "They prefer to stay In their owe little home. In their present trouble and grief it is particularly dear to them. Would be to any one." "I think it odd, captain, that they should choose to stay over there alone. Can can they be eh quite nice?" "Madam," , replied Oliver . sternly, "they wish to do what would ple;se their father. They wish . to be independent." "Ah!" Mrs. Cummings threw up her heed. "And let me say that I heartily commend them," Oliver fairly roared. "They are made of the stuff of our forefathers, who pushed their way into the wilderness. Their spirit is the spirit of the frontier." With which, bowing and fuming, the captain stamped out. Mrs. Oliver, a motherly chunk of a

woman, thought very "differently " Work and babies she consigned to a thrifty trooper's wife and in a jiffy pinned on a bonnet that had stood va rious seasons. "I'll be back in the morning," she said, with a kiss for each of the seven. Then, stuffing a tidbit or two Into the wide pockets of a duster, she hastened away. Captain Oliver meanwhile had clearel the front room of his progeny and summoned the surgeon, Lieutenant Fraser and Matthews. Matthews came at last. As he entered the three men were struck by a curious change in him. He was erect and somewhat soldierly in his bearing; he had let his hair grow until it rested upon the handkerchief knotted about his throat, while his dress now aped "I demand an exact account of your time." that of the more picturesque scou

yet was still half military. BuckslSffSf rald-of-a-Fawn, hanging over

trousers, do-r.n which at the outer seams was a dripping of fringe, were tucked into high boots. Over his red flannel shirt he wore a tunic or blouse also of buckskin, fringed the length of the arms and belted at the waist like a hunting shirt. A vest no .longer con cealed his revolvers. ITisS. were at his side, like a trooper's. In one gauntleted hand he held a wide gray hat. "You want to see me, cap'n?" he asked, meeting that officer's look squarely. "Yea," answered Oliver shortly. "I demand an exact account of your time for the past thirty-six hours, beginning with the evening after the departure of the command. I need not tell you why I ask this, and I make no apology for asking. There are reasons for your wanting that old man over there out of the way. You attacked his house in the winter during his absence, when two defenseless women were at home to iaiel your attack. That lays you open to mistrust. I may add that Lancaster's eldest girl re gards you as her father's murderer." As Oliver talked his woebegone face had grown fierce and dark. Now he rose, lifting clinched fists. "Murder," he cried, "under my very nose and against a household that I had sworn to guard! Speak, Matthews, sneak!" Matthews screwed up his mouth thoughtfully and looked Into space. "Beginning the ev-ning after the command left?" he said. "Let me see. Why, I ain't crossed since the colonel left." "Account for your time," repeated Oliver. "I messed at Blakely's that night. Afterward me and Klppis had a little game." "What game?" "Cards." "Ah!" At once Oliver sent for the sutler and the sergeant and, waiting j for them, tramped up end down, j When the men came he halted and j with pointed finger asked Matthews to repeat his story. The interpreter did so. "And how long did that game last?" demanded Oliver. Without looking in Klppis' direction the interpreter answered, "Till revelly." he said. Fraser grunted, the surgeon smiled broadly, but the captain frowned. "Of that, later," he said significantly. "Kippis?" The sergeant stepped forward, "nit's hall true, sir." he faltered. It was Klppis misfortune always to look more guilty than he was. With Oliver's angry gaze upon him he flushed redder than fire. The captain was only half satisfied, ne turned to the sutler. "And you, BIckely?" The sutler had a round, jolly figure a figure that was a living advertisement of the fat producing quality of his edible wares. At Oliver's question

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that figure gave a startled bounce, like a kernel of corn on a hot grid. "True, sir, true," he vowed huskily and coughed in apprehension behind a plump hand. The captain looked keenly from man to man. "Very well," he said. Those twelve hours accounted for, Matthews was shown innocent of planting the pole. "Tell me what you did yesterday from revelly on." "Slept till stables." "I know that's so," said Fraser. "After that?" Oliver asked. "I goes into the stockade. Little Thief was carving his bride." The captain glanced at Fraser. The latter nodded back. "I remember," said Oliver slowly. "Then?" "Cards till revelly." The listening officers laughed. But there was no softening of the captain's face. "Who played with you ?" Matthews Indicated the sutler and the sergeant by a sideways move of the head. "Them two," he answered. "Blakely?" "True true." And Blakely gave another bounce. "Sergeant?" "True's far's Hi know, sir." The thirty-six hours were now covered. Oliver sat down. "That'll do. I want Squaw Charley and the men who have been on duty at the stockade since the command left. Matthews, you may go." Matthews bowed, Blakely and the sergeant saluted and the three withdrew. Outside, beyond hearing, they exchanged congratulatory shakes of the hand. "My, but the dander!" breathed the relieved sutler, rolling his apple round head. "I was that scairt!" "Make you happreciate the K. Ho. w'en you got 'Im," returned Klppis sagely. Matthews shrugged his shoulders pityingly. But he haa nothing to say. The three gone, Ol'.ver had turned to those with him. "A complete alibi," he said. "I knew it." said Fraser. "But I wanted you to get it first hand." "You knew?" "Yes. sir. And I hope you'll be easy on Kippis. ne and Blakely have been helping me keep tab on Matthews to prevent the very thing that's happened." An hour later a second group of men gathered in the captain's front room. These were the troopers for whom the commanding officer had asked. With them came Squaw Charley, quaking in his feathers, flinching at every look. As Oliver appeared the wretched Indian was half dragged, half pushed before him. The examination was short. The sentries who had tramped the high board walk vouched for Charley's constant presence in the stockade throughout the whole of the required time. The guards at the sliding panel lent corroboration. From sunup till tans of Lthrevious day Charley had fleshed e niae or an elk, the scarred fury, him the while. Both nlchts from tans on he had watched outside the lodge occupied by the hag and an Indian girl. Captain Oliver crossed to the bend to tell Dallas his results. "Matthews has witnesses who know where he was every minute of the time," he said. "Undoubtedly he had no active part In this affairs." "He knows about It, though," she answered. "That would be hard to prove." Before he went the captain proposed certain defensive Improvements for the shack. She accepted them gratefully. Later a carpenter nailed thick cleats across the warped door, and the post blacksmith put heavy lashes of iron over the eyes of the shacic. At nightfall a detachment landed on the east bank, divided and went on a scout in opposite directions. It was only part of Oliver's plan of guarding, for he did one thing more spoke plainly to Matthews in regard to the bend. "I advise you to relinquish all claim to the Lancaster place," he said. "I shall allow no warring on girls." Matthews gave his promise. During the first few days that followed Marylyn's heart beat pendulumlike between grief and dread. It was grief when in a moment of forgetfulness she found that she -d set the table for three or when, missing her father sorely for in the past year he had been much with her she spoke of him to Dallas. At such time, with sweet impartiality, she mourned hiia as sincerely as she had mourned her mother. But at night, when the detachment came back from its scouting, she felt a terrible dread dread lest the hunt had been successful and the troopers should ride across the prairie to the shack door bearing something solemnly home. Those first days past, however, the sharp edge of her sorrow, together with her fears, wore gradually away. She had the elastic spirit of eighteen, and she was Impatient of this new heartache, which possessed none of the romantic qualities- of the old. A doubt of her father's death, fostered by Dallas, grew until it became a conviction. Lie had been taken away or he had j fled: he would return. Meanwhile l though nothing could have induced her to leave the shack after dark, it fretted her sorely that in the daytime she was not permitted to go as far as the grove. That restriction was the only hard-t-hlp that the elder girl allowed the younger to bear. Dallas believed that their father had come to mortal harm but she never shared that belief with Marylyn. "We got to keep a stiff upper lip baby sister." she would say, with an encouraging pat And her smile was always hooeful and cheering. (To be Continued.)

FOR MADAM AND MADEMOISELLE By BEATRICE IMOGENE HANSEN

CRASH SOFA PILLOW. There's a stunning crash sofa pillow In an uptown window that any girl can duplicate. To make one, use two pieces about eighteen Inches square the front and back. The former !s decorated with three la r ire conventional tulips placed side by side and running to the top of the cushion. These are cut from leather in natural shades and then glued to the covt-r. The deep reds and soft preens are most effective on the neutal background of crash, and this pillow will be decidedly handsome. STKIfiI(i OF HCAI1S. Many valuable beads are lost simply because they have been strung on silk or waxed linen threads. If you wish to have them properly strung, then pet one of the thlnest outsrut ertiitar strings and fasten them on it. Thev are safe, indeed, if the ends are seurely fastened with the necessary gold clasps. This Is the way jewelers string their valuable beads. POSTAL SHOWKH. "Postal showers" form the newest method of distributing the peace of couples on their honeymoons. The plan was devised by a man fond of a "practical joke," and his suggestion found ready and wile acceptance. Though honeymooners seek to keep secret the itinerary of their wedding trips they naturally tell their nearest relatives where they are going, of course, a member of the family always whispers that secret to another, and iinally a persistently inquisitive person gets the itinerary and proceeds to make life miserable for the couple. Scores of postal cards, with as many silly, sentiments written thereon, are sent to tho hotels where tho couples will stop. FITTIXi AN AriiO. "I always gore the top of a kitchen apron," said a woman who makes everything fit that she wears. "To fit an apron perfectly, take the piece intended for the sides and fold in three equal parts, notching each fold. This makes two notches at tho top and bottom of the goods. Next fold a crease from the first upper notch to the second lower one and out along the creased line; this gives two perfect gores. Sew the out sides to the selvage of the middle piece, sewing from the top to the bottom one. A small piece will extend below the front width, and this should bo rounded off to make the bottom even." FASHION SIGXl'OST. fDon't wear a veil In the evening. Lots of women commit this little blunder. Forswear highly colored gloves. It is not good form to have your hands suggest purple Easter eggs or green katydids. Tan or gray gloves are the thing for the street. A new fashion of hair dressing is a flat braid made with a sort of bun at tho nape of the neck, the hair full about the face but all drawn away from the top of the head. Ear-rings of the old-fashioned long almond shape are being worn again, and are very becoming to some faces. A COX VEX I EX CE. One of the most ingenious devices ver conceived of has been offered by a young college girl who spent a vacation with friends in a flat. Her's was a whole closet in one hanger and was made of a round piece of wood a half or three-quarters of an inch in diameter. To the one side of the wood small brass hooks are attached, on which the waists and skirts are to be hung. On the other side one large hook is screwed in the center, to be used for fastening on closet nails or door knobs. Around the outer edge of the board muslin (an old sheet will do) is tacked in big plaits so as to cover all the skirts and waists. The bottom of the muslin is finished with a drawstring so that it may be pulled tight to keep out the dust. FASHION' IIIXTS. I have more than once spoken about the dainty waistcoats which are now so fashionable. Some of the prettiest of these waistcoats are now made of pompadour silks which show delicate flowers in faded colors on an ivory ground. A waistcoat which pleased me greatly was cut with straight fronts and made an oyster-white taffeta, flowered in faded pinks and yellows, while all around the edges there was a thin gold cord and just inside the cord a most elaborate looking embroidery of ros-es in the exact shades of the flowers on the silk. On looking closely I discovered that this embroidery was in reality a length of silk galon, the edges of which had been fastened down with button-hole stitch. LATEST IX LACE. The latest in lace is to trim filet with soutache. Net lends itself to such graceful lines that it has gained considerable favor this season for even ing waists and gulmpes for the still popular Jumper dress. Net is very adaptable to shirring, pleatings and tucks and combined with laces. It is very easy to get charming and attractive results at very small cost. One of these dainty waists was built to go with a lavender voile jumper dress. The yoke was made of cluny lace in rose design. The centre of each rose, was filled In with soutache braid and the color of the gown. The braid was worked out in the same way on the collar and cuffs. NEW WALKING GLOVES. A glove clerk in a fashionable store i? advising all Christmas buyers to get the new oak-colored walking gloves, with two big pearl buttons on both the short glove and the 12-button length. The color is on the apricot tone, the warm yet pale shade one sees in au-

tumn's oak leaves. The short ones show the outseam. while the long ones are pique sewn. The stitching on both sorts is torred with crow's feet." The long ones are dressy enough for daytime receptions and the most fashionable promenade wear. Almost in the same class with the short "oaks" are the white bucks, which are rich. white. outseam beauties. They fasten with one pearl button and are up to any long-sleeved tailor wear.

m:w stole SCA Ill's. "Don't buy the old style party scarf." said a cl?rk in one of the smart shops. "The newest ones are stole shaped, with a dear little pocket at each end. Narrow silk fringe is often used as a linish for these stole scarfs. Sometimes it is in the self-colors, then again it is in silver or gilt. Some how exquisite hand-embroidered designs; pale gray crepe de chine stole scarfs, for instance, are heavily embroidered in wistaria, and others of apricot with a conventional embroidered design in self-colors. ONE DAYS' MEM'. BREAKFAST. Grapes. Cereal and Cream. Minced Veal on Toast CofTee. Doughnuts. LrxciiEox. Lamb Hroth. Norwegian Sandwiches. Potato Croquettes. Ginger Bread and Cream. Tea. DINNER. Boston Baked Beans. Brown Bread. Sauerkraut. Banana and Orange Compote. Coffee. Minced Veal Take cold veal. cut ii in snces and mince it fine. Season with chopped parsley, pepper, salt and sweet marjoram rubbed fine. Put the bones and trimmings into a saucepan with a little water and simmer over a brisk fire. Put the minced veal into a stew pul, strain the gravy over it, add ... v miner rouea in Hour and a little rich milk or cream. l t all simmer till thoroughly warmed, but do not alloT it to boil, else the meat will become tasteless. When ready to serve have ready some three cornered pieces of broad, toasted and buttered and place the mince in these. Norwegian Sandwiches Chop separately the whites and yolks of several hard boiled eggs, also slices of cooked bacon. Put on slices of hot buttered toast, with first a row of the chopped bacon and then a row of the bits of egg yolk. Heat a few minutes in the oven and serve. This recipe furnishes a good way to utilize left-overs. Banan and Orange Compote Half a dozen bananas a little underripe, the juico of two oranges and one-half lemon, one cupful sugar, a half cupful water, six cloves and a little stick cinnamon. Cook, water and til it begins to thicken, then boil without stirring for eight minutes. Add the sliced bananas and simmer until they begin to clear. Add lemon and orange juice, then pour over rounds of toast or sponge cake, serving with or without cream. Salad for Grapes If one tires of eating grapes alone a very choice salad for a luncheon course is the following: Select the large white or light green grapes with tender skin, remove from the stem, wash and take seeds out, taking care to preserve the shape of the grape. Fill the vacancy with any favorite nuts pecans or English walnuts. Arrange on plates and spread over a generous amount of mayonnaise; serve at once. For Mince Pie Try putting an apple meringue on your Christmas mince pie if looking for something new. This Ia the way to make it: Cover a pie plate with flaky pie crust, fill with mince meat and cover with puff paste rolled to paperlike thinness, and bake. When ready to serve cover with a thick apple meringue and place in a cool oven until the meringue Is faintly browned. Apple Snow -Put some sponge cakes in a glass dish, cover them with a good custard and leave them to soak for some hours. Fvoast eight large apples till they are quite soft, remove the skin and core, add the weight of the apple pulp of castor sugar, also the strained juice of a lemon and whites of two eggs. Beat with a whisk till stiff and white. Pile on the epongo cake and serve. HAVE VARIETY OF NAMES. Numerous Appellations Bestowed e Race of Gipsies. The gipsies, interest In whom is revived by the appearance cf the first Issue of the revived Gipsy Lore society, has passed under a variety cf names, arising either from their supposed original country or the calling and characteristic of the race. The Old English Egyptian, the Spanish Gitana and the Magyar Phafas nepek (Pharaoh's people) all point to an Egyptian origin; the Scandinavia- Tatare identifies them with the golian hordes which terrorized early Europe, while the French Bohemian suggests yet another country as their cradle. As to the names bestowed by their supposed character, the Arab boldly calls them Harami (a villain), the Dutchman Heydens, o heathens, and the Persian takes his name from their complexion, and dubs them Karachi, or swarthy. A charter of William the Lion, as early as the twelfth century, mentions their Scotch name of Tinklers, which ia commonly supposed to be a corruption of tinker, although possibly the substitution of "t" for "z" has produced this form of the Italian Zlngaro, one cf the most widespread of gipsy appellations.

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AN EXCEEDINGLY STYLISH TLE COAT. LITPattern No. 5S55. The plain longcoat in double breasted stylo is always a popular mcdel for home making. This one is particularly modish, with its broad shawl collar extending out over the sleeves, as it gives the wide shoulder effect, so becoming to children. The back is quite plain and mmimmm the lines of the front unbroken, sarC for the pockets and three large buW tons that effect the closing. The re ulation coat sleeve is gathered Intt the armhole. The lower edge i3 pret tily finished by a turned back culT, Herring bono cheviot was choseqf for the making, but Scotch tweed, broadcloth, velvet and the novelty fabrics are all suggested. For a child of eight years two and three-fourtha yards of 44-inch material will be ro quired. Sizes for 6, 8, 10 and 13 years. This pattern will be sent to you on regrpt of 10 cents. Address all orders tr .ne Pat tern Department of t his paper. He sure to give size and number of pattern wanted. For convenience, writo your order on the following coupon: No 5955. SIZP1 NAME ADDRESS. IRISH HORSES AND ATHLETICS. Climate of Emerald Isle Seems Strengthen Strain. to The history of horses, especially of thoroughbreds, goes to prove that parts of Ireland and Australia are the very best cradles for horse breeding In either Europe or elsewhere, with England as the second beet, perhaps the equal. Tho suggestion haa been thrown out that the secret lie3 in a lime subsoil. The reason for the supposition a little obscure. The present writer has found that partridges bred on such soil are heavier and stronger and, it seems, fly faster than others; but it is hardly an analogy that can be applied to the horse. There are other curious anagolies. It has long been noticed that the beEt high Jumpers among human athletes, even when the scene of their feats is America, are A Irish descent. It is not less certain that the best jumpers among horses, especially a large percentage at Continental concours. dorive their origin from Ireland, with, Australia and England as occasional rivals. From the statistics emerges strong presumptive evidence that the climate even more than tho breeding Bkill tends to strengthen the strain. London Outlook. Dance Engagements In Advance. Several keen dancing men tell ma that they find many of the best dancers of the opposite sei fill up their programmes long before the day of the dance, and that this custom is bocoming more or less general. Seyeral la-jies have already (August 23) filled their programmes for the club ball, which does not take place till September 16. Times of India. To Amuse Children. Pictures from magazines make excellent puzzles for children if they, are mounted on pasteboard and then cut Into triangular shape3. Putting tha pieces together will amuse childrea for a long time on a stormy day. Ever Vlcifl&Q about the worvinfui MARVELVVhfriingSpray 'l be new Vril jrim. i 31 "st cot 1 1 e iiif he es.nnct 'tuirvir ti-e Ollirr. bnt T;n? for Iiitiirt-1 look -ajel. It fall pxti'c;ar na ::r-:-:: itv

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