Plymouth Tribune, Volume 7, Number 52, Plymouth, Marshall County, 1 October 1908 — Page 3

HThe 1 hited Cepulchre JL The VV Tale, of O Pelee By Will Levington Comfort CspyritfJt. V)M, by Will LerinitOT Comfort Copyright. by J. B. Lippicott Compant. AU rights re3crTcd

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CHAPTER XII. (Continued.) Breen was dazed by the altered mood of the woman. Until the present instant of, their walk, he had been contemplating a serene end to a day of most brutal beginnings. They were on the eminence of the Morne d'Orange. Pelee was a baleful changing jewel in the black north. Breen heard the woman's breathing. lie bad no pity for her. He had spoken with exceeding gentleness, but it was forced. In the same voice he continued, since she Aid not speak: "You could not walk to Fort de France, and there is neither boiat nor carriage to-nfeht. I thought you were goin to let him be happy again." r "Did ae send you to 06?' IIe does not know that I am here, Miss Stansbury," Breen replied. "As we rode in from the mountain, I begged him to come to you to-n!ght, but he said that if there were any tpe of his saving your life, you would hate shown him some sign this morning, instead She felt herself call-Mi to her own defense. "Could he not see that the newspapers brought a shock to me?'' she questioned pitifully. "The shock was just as great, and the matter contained in the newspapers just as new, to him," be said. "Do you suppose he would have introduced roe to you if he had understood all about me? 1 am all to blame, not our good reter. Because I brought all this trouble upon him, I came io-night to undo the tragedy of your being away from him, and yet so close to the volcano." "And you went with liim .o the crater to-day 5" "Do you think I would let him kill himself?" "Oh, no! but yon said you spoke about riding back with him from the crater," she returned hastily. The man's unyielding position wrought upon her strangely, sometimes startled, sometimes steadied, her. "I heard that he. had gone up the mountain, and followed." I found hia at the summit In a faint, lying at the very rim of disaster." "Ycu saved him from death?" "A very essential proceeding, since I sent him there." "Oh, what do you mean?" "It was my presence that prevented you both from being out at sea to-night. It was a very little thing to bring hia back from the crater, Miss Stansbury, but a big accomplishment to make him glad that I brought him back." "Did he Intend to kill himself by going there? Do you mean that I I ?" Breen felt that she deserred vividly to apprehend her failures of performance. Nb, Miss Stansbury, but he was dazed with punishment. That a doubt could exist in your mind, regarding his integrity, pulled him out of his orbit, so to speak." "But it was all so intricate and mysterious, she pleaded. "I didn't mean to Co wrong, but you must see ttat a woman who can only wait, and nerer be told things may not know what Is best !" His heart kindled to her now, but he was not building for the moment. "Let me tell you about Peter Constable," he said gently. "I was hunted to a corner ia New York. I am all that the papers say, and much beside which they have overlooked. Only, I have never robbed the poor, nor widows and orphans, and I never have betrayed a friend until today, when my history arose in its wrath and mri-handled poor Peter. All my operations were over when he found me all my farces and strategies. I had lost my wool-cap, and the lambs would no longer play with me. They drove me to the water front. I was at the dge of the end when Peter Constable called. Come, Miss Stansbury, let us walk on toward the launch." Breen had judged well tl.e instant to make this suggestion. Though afraid that she would turn back, he spoke briskly, li;htly, as if she had merely paused to survey the night. She obeyed, and, as be talked on, their steps grew faster and faster down the morne toward the edge of the silent, stricken city. Breen related how his friend had put aside for her the century-rare opportunity of studying Pelee In the throes. Of the volcano Itself, he spoke famiTarly, trenchantly, as nly one could do who had peered into the roaring sink of chaos that day. He pictured at last the man with whom he had ridden, their last ride together, the gamtness which men love, and in tints almost ethereal the brooding romance. She was thrilled by this stranger who had played with men and lived to pray for one. By his own word, world-weary and a skeptic of human character, he had discovered his Utopia in a friend. Because she burned to believe all Breen said, his words rang true. Higher in her heart than he had reached in any of the day's fluctuations, Constable was upraised cow and held. She did not call ic love she did not call it anything; but it was a yaliant presence to cling to, as she entered with this stranger, hunted of men, the smothered lane which Rue Victor Hugo had become. "You are a prince of defenders," she whispered. "A man less white would not need a friend to champion his cause," he replied. "Where is Peter Constable now?" "I will put you in the care of Ernst In the launch, and then bring him to you." be said. "Where Is Mr. Constable?" she demanded Imperiously. "In a little shop up Jn the Hue de Rivoli." She did not fail in this last pitiless as sault, though the dreadful fiar.1 sentences of her mother came back. This night was set ,inrt in her life for the learnidg of the tl .:ih. "I shall not wait at the launch. I shall go to him there up In the terrace. Why not?" "It is the far better way," Breen answered steadily. "I only thought to save you from the climb."

The horrid insinuations could find no hold in her brain. They hovered afar off, like navies crippled in th roadstead. Breen's ready answer was a sterling defense. "Let U3 hurry," she panted. They turned and faced the empty cliff. To the left was an open door, and the form of a woman was carved in the light. The woman in the doorway spoke words warmed and vitalized from her very heart, and Breen answered and took her ia hi arma. Lara brushed past the two and Into the shop. The huge figure hunched forward upon the table had not moved. Iam stepped forward and touched his shouKer. He stirred uneasily, muttered as if in pain, but did not lif : his head. She pressed her hsfnd more heavily upon his soiled coat. "Yes, yes what is It?' he said la a quick, frightened way. The haggard face turned up to her. The jaw dropped a little. His eyes, thougu fixed upon her own, seemed to have lost their direction. He gained his feet slowly, clutching the table with hit hands. "I have come to go with yo.; to your ship I" she declared brokenly. "Breen, come here to me," he called, brushing his face roughly with his hand. "It's not a dream, reter," Breen answered cheerfully. "I found her waiting fir you at the plantation house.' o. Jt Is I Lara r

He put his hand forth to touch her. She caught it ia her owu. Pere Rabeaut entered the rear door. "And now," Breen was sayi.i "you two must not forget that Telee is still alive, and that my part i3 still undone while you are here even thoigh together." He spoke in English, which neither Soronia nor her father underst.wd. "Bat arc you not going?" Lara asked. "Oh, no. Miss Stansbury. Peter understand.-. I have told him that Nicholas Stembridse ceases to compromise him after this night. It really is the better, the only way." He turned to Fere Rabeaut and added lightly in French : "Our guests are going. Let us all start a lest sunrise of Epernay." "Hut you know that I do not feel as the others do, but as your friend does. Really, I am not afraid of you," she said unsteadily. There were tears in her eyes. "It is a beautiful ending," Breea answered. "I want you to know that I shall always remember your coming your words when I would have failed !" she finished. There was a moment In which Breen and Constable stood close together. Lara and Soronia were whispering, and strange it was, but out of their whispers was evolved a kiss. "Look, Peter the lily and the tiger lily bend together," said Breen. The door was shut behind them. They faced the harbor and started down the sloping way. "But you ?" she whispered. CHAPTER XIII. Constable's miud was slow to inform this great concept. The day had left behind in bis brain a crowd of unassimilated acts, and into this dull, formless company swept the climacteric joy. Figuratively speaking, he had to grope about until lantern and matches were brought together, before he could adjust and measure and proportion. lie halted at last in the empty street, seized the girl by her shoulder?, saying,- as one would evoke the heart out of a miracle: "Lara Stansbury! Lara Stansbury I" "Yes, Sir Peter!" "Don't laugh at me; don't grow impatient for I must ask questions." "Begin. I shall be very good." "Are you the little girl who handed ne a newspaper this morning?' "I am that little girl grown up, sir." She revelled in the joy she was giving him, and thrilled under the tightening pressure of his hands upon her shoulders. "And when you grew up you came to me?" . "Please, sir, you said you would take me sailing." "Lara, as I looked down the fiery throat of that dragon to-day, everything grew black and still like a vacuum. I thought It was death then. TI1 me, did I coue back, or are we 'two hurrying shapes in twilight land in no man's land'?" "I'm sure yon must have come back, sir, because I didn't die to-day, and we can't be talking together on different planes with your fingers impaling my shoulders !" "Lara Stansbury are you mine?" The huge fellow was lost in his labyrinth of happiness. The doubts that had srrothered her answer were lifted now, acd he beard his victory without a breath of its expression hampered. The shop had vindicated her daring. With all the eagerness of brimming womanhood, which hursts the bonds of repression for the first time, the gave him her heart of hearts. She was like a queen who summons a man of her people into her inner sanctuary and bids him rule herself and lier kingdom. Resist'ess, trembling, whispering, she was drawn Into his arms. "To think I didn't know you when you first came!" she was saying faintly. "But when I was a little girl I knew you used to be frightened because you were so big ! Always then I knew you would come some time to take me away for 3-our lady, and I thought I would cry when you came, because I would be so happy. That part didn't come true, did it. Strongheart? . They were all dreams, baby dreams, as if left over from some other betrothal with you ! And wnen I grew into a big girl. Sir Peter, I was ashamed, and put them away, with other baby thoughts and things ! Ah. listen to old Pelee !" The volcano had lost his monstrous rhythm and was ripping forth irregular crashes. Rue Victor Hugo was alive with voices, aroused by the hideous rattling In the throat of the mountain. The old dread fell again upon Constable. He drew the girl forward, almost running. "I beg of you don't look back !" he muttered. "The launch is just ahead." "Hello, Ernst I I have kept you waiting long," he called as they neared the end of the pier. "Top speed to the Madame !" The bells of Saint Pierre rang the hour of two. The launch was speeding across the smoky harbor, riding down little isles of floasain, dead birds from the sky, and nameless mysteries from the roiled bed of the harbor. The wind was hot in their faces, like a stoke-hold blast. Often he heard a hissing in the water, like the sound of a wet finger touching hot iron. A burning cinder fell upon his hand, a messenger from Pelee, and cleared the source of the- sounds. He jerked off his coat and tossed It about her shoulders, which the filmy shawl and the delicate fabric of Ler waist scarcely protected. "But you " she protested. "I could not feel fire to-night !" Her face in the lantern-ray enchanted him. In mingled shyness and ecstasy he took it between his hands. He could not speak for the marvel of the thing that this, so vigrant, so beautiful, was for bim to kiss and worship and keep bright. Her cheeks were as soft as a flower, her eyes glowing with the ardor which the tropics alone can inspire in flower and woman. In the strange light, he gazed with the raptness of one who seeks to I enetrate the mystery of being as if it were any clearer in a woman's eyes than in a Nile night, a Venetian song, or in the flow of gasoline to the spark, which filled the contemplation of Ernst. "Beloved," he whispered at last, "I will tell you how much I love you at our golden wedding." He heard the swift intaking of her breath with the peculiar tremble which follows tears. The launch was swinging around to the Madame's ladder. Wherever the ship lights fell, the sheeting of ash could be seen upon mast and railing and plates. "Are you frightened, dearest?" he whispered. "You will not go back to Saint Pierre!" "We need not think of that now. We are going together first out into deep water and ocean air !" He was helping her up the ladder. When they reached the main deck, he called to Captain Negley on the bridge: "Pull us out of this blizzard, captain a dozen miles if necessary, and quick as you can." They had scarcely reached the bridge before the nnchor chain began to grind. Three minutes later the Madame's screws were kicking thj ugly harbor tide. They watched, until only the dull red of Pelee pierced the thick veil behind; until a star, AJid another, pricked the blue vault

ahead, and the air blew in fragrant as wine from the rolling Caribbean. "How sweet life is to me!" Constable said softly. "(Jrand old Pelee he has been true blue! He made me his heir, and waited for me to carry his fairest daughter out into these reviving winds. Blow, old Vulcan, now ! 'Splash at a tenhv.gue canvas with brushes of comots' hair!' And you, gorgeous girl, have you any charity for a man who grows incoherent from sheer joy?" "Yes. even though he forgets the city," she answered. Captain N'egley approached them. "We're about a dosen miles out now, sir," he said. "Cruise around until daylight, captain; then draw in until you can find bottom to hitch to, but not any closer than seven or eight miles.' "Very well, sir." Lara and Constable leaned over the aft railing of the bridge. The main deck below swarmed with women of Saint Pierre. They could not stay below, now that the defiled harbor was behind. Many were humming the old French Iullabie3 to their little ones God food and cool air had brought back the songs of peace and summer to those lowly hearts. "Lara, do you think if I went back to your mother now, or, rather, after daylight, I could persuade her to join us?" "I knew it would come to that," she said, with a shudder. "I have been trying to put it off. Can't you guess that I had a bitter price to pay before following your friend to-night? She will not join us." "I am going back to try, Lara. I think I can guess something that you passed through before leaving the house." "Oh, no, you cannot ! I could not suffer you to hear the words sh?. uttered. It was like the wrath of Pelee only causeless and without warning." (To be continued.)

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGOOOOQQ I TRUSTING THE BOY. g OGOOOCOCOOCCOOOOOOOOOCOOO A business man sat i.i his ofilce talking with a friend, wLc:i a messenger boy appeared In the doorway. lie was so small that hN chin hardly came above the edse of the desk, but ho bad a tine air of self-reliance and an hon-est-loolilng pair of blue eyes. The business man smiled and nodded, and the boy smiled and nodded back at him. Without many words, theic seemed to be a good understanding bet worn them. "Remember where the First National bank Is?" nsketl the man, carefully placing a roll of bank notes between the leaves of a bank book and snapping a rubber band round the cover. "Ycssir," said the boy. "Still in the same place, sir." "Well, take this over and deposli. it for me," and the man handed the boy the b.ar.k book and Its contents. The boy vanished, and the visitor drew a breath of surprise mingled with consternation. "Do you think that's safe?' he asked. "Perfectly," answered the ether. "But do you think It's good for tlfa boy?" "I low so?" "To put temptation In his way like that. Why, you must have trusted him with fully a hundred dollars! That's a pretty big temptation for a small youngster. It would be worse for him to steal It than for you to lose It." "I have thought of that," said the business man, more soberly, "and some youngsters I wouldn't risk with it But the way I look at it is this: the eirlier a loy get used to temptation in this world the better he is able to re sist !t when ho grows older. "Now this Is the kind oi' .1 loy whe likes to be trusted; appreciates it; hugs It to his bosom; considers himself, in fact, as an essential part of my business. "The first time I let him deposit money for me It was n cast; of necessity. My clerks were all out, I couldn't go myself, ainl yet the money had to be in the bank Itfforo. closing time. So I rang up the messenger company, and" ' . "You'd never even seen the boy be fore?' interrupted the other. "If I had I'd never noticed him par ticularly. Well, In came our friend Johnny Just a plain, honest-appearing youngster in uniform. He looked seared when he saw the roll of bills, and that gave me confidence In him. But M wes back In ten minutes, and when n? came In it was almost funny to look at him. "Responsibility had made him grow up, so to speak, In those ten minutes. You see I had trusted him, and he knew It, and he had proved himself worthy Won his spurs, as It were. "Now I have an arrangement wlttr-f the messenger company to send JohnnJ whenever he's In wh?n I ask for a messenger. And Johnny, unknown tc himself, Is right on the way to a better job In this otliee when he gets big enough." As he spoke the door opened, and Johnny, grinning a dignified grin, appeared with the bank book. Youth' Companion. Novelists and Love. "What do you think of an old fellow of ."." having three fine women in love with him at the same time?" "I think it Is absurd." "Well, I think so, too; but then you and I, thank fortune, are young. And when Henry James was young he agreed with us. When, In his youth, Henry James was writing 'Daisy Miller' and The Portrait of a Lady,' he didn't have his fine women falling In love with somti old grandfather, and he didn't take old grandfathers for his heroes But he does so now. In his 'Ambassadors' there are three women In love with the fascinating Strether, and two of them propose. Yet Strether Is 55 James, you see, was a little over 53 when he wrote that book, and he therefore believed that a man of that ag could inspire passionate love In a woman's heart. . "This Is a sad commentary on human nature that we never grov too old to think we can still love art be loved Writers unconsciously prove this commentary. The older they grow the older thoy make their fascinatii heroes. Marion Crawford and nil the old hands now write books wherein the lady killers far aud away the most successful are Invariably CO or bo that is to say, about the author's own age." New York IVess. Trno Gallantry. She (voyly) Can you guess my age? He No, indeed, but whatever it is", you don't look it. The farmers of Somersetshire, England, say that thanks to the dust raised by motor cars there la a romarkalle fieedom from blight In their orchards this year. London's net municipal debt amounts to $223,101,330. -

Jost Ask Yonr "Wife. Mr. Bürdet te Insists that he once overheard a woman lecturing her husband as follows : "Now I'll tell you why I wouldn't go into the restaurant and have a cup of coffee with you white we were waiting for the train. I didn't like the way you asked mo. Not half an hour before, you said to Mr. ruff er, 'Come, let's get a cigar,' and away you went, holding his arm, and not giving him a chance to decline. "When we met John Howdy on our way to luncheon you said, 'Just in time, John; come, t.ike lunch with us.' And then to-night, when we had to wait an hour för the train, you looked at your watch, turned to me, and said, in a questioning way, 'Would you like a cup of coffee?' And I did want it; I was tired and a little hungry, but I would have fainted before I would have, accepted such an invitation. And you went away a little bit vexed with me and had your coffee and bread and butter by yourself, and didn't enjoy it very much. In effect j-ou said to me, 'If you want a cup of coffee, if you really want it, I will buy it for you.' "You are the best husband in the world, but do as nearly all the best husbands do. "Why do you seem to dole out things to your wives when you fairly throw them to the men you know? Why didn't you say, 'Come, let's get a little coffee NEW and something,' and take me straight away with you? "You Ayouldn't say to a man, 'Would you like me to go and buy you a clsar?' Then why do you always issue your little Invitations to treats In that way to me? "Indeed, If men would, only act toward their wives as heartily, cordially and frankly as they do toward the men whom they meet they would find cheerier companions at home than they could at the club." W'krn SuprrfluouM Hair. By persistent and untiring care the superfluous hair on one's face and arms can be weakened and. made less conspicuous. As the constant use of jhtoxlde on the hair of one's bend will weaken it and make it fall out. it i only reasonable to suppose that it will have the same effect upon the unwelcome hair on one's lip or arms. Ivjual parts of ammonia and peroxide will weaken the growth of hair quicker than anything else, and at any rate It will bleach It so that it is absolutely invisible. Do not use the ammonia and ihtoxhle too often, as it is not good for tluskin, but use it persistently every week or two if j'ou wish to obtain any results. If you decide to use this solution do not allow It to I'nsciirite you, as it does some people, to the extent of trying it on your hair, and thus becoming one of those ridiculed and pitied bleached blondes, when Mother Nature, who Is the wisest judge of all, rueaut you to be and made j'ou a pretty, glossy haired brunette. Jaunty and Styllah. Here is one of the smartest chaicau's seen this season and one especially noticed by an observing man with exceptionally good taste. The wearer was f young and pretty face just suited for VfPv a hat of this tyie. C? "ilS The cut shows the shape and it was made of blue straw braid; the sole decoration was a stylish bow of blue and gray ribbon placed on left side near back and a band of same encircled the high crown. To Wash Velveteen. To wash velveteen, make a lukewarm lather with a good brand of soap, and wash thoroughly just as you would a flannel. The water should be removed ty pressure, as twisting is likely to produce a shaded appearance. After the water Is removed, the velveteen slioul-l be well sliaktn and lmr.g In front of the fire, with the right side toward the heat, which will raise the pile as the moisture evaporates. When it is dry place over a thick blanket ami iron 011 the wrong side. llcvnre of Scolding. Perhaps most of the scolding done in the world Is between husbands and wives, or between parents and children. Parents must instruct their children; they must sometimes reprove them. They must often counsel them. But they are In great danger of "provoking them to wrath" In the wise biblical phrase. Children have the keenest pos-

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slble sense of justice; they are also very easily hurt, and when their minds are bruised the result Is estrangement, and that is as sad a thing as can ever be. An Imperious, scolding father or mother frightens the children away, drives them Into all manner of evasions and subterfuges, and brands their minds forever with the memory of cruel and blistering words.

For street wear the invisible plaid panama skirt will be a favorite. Bordüre satins follow. In the wake of the beautiful liordercd summer stuffs and some exquisite effects are secured in this lUie of materials. The directoire waistcoat promises to last over another season nnd provision has been made for very original and elegant effects in this regard. Cedar red or cedar brown which are one and the same thing and suggest the old-time mahogany, though with nu added softness of tone bids fair to be a popular autumn color, and the chau-

MODES IK FROCKS AND BLOUSES.

drou or copper tones keep their hold upon public favcr. Buttons of all kinds, but particularly those covered with satin or with the costume material, are lxdng used more lavishly than ever upon the early autumn models. It will not be unusual this winter to see tight sleeves that fasten from the very top of arm to the wrist. The style will be carried out in smart coats and in sheer afternoon or evening house f rocks. The two-button jjlove is assured of a successful season through the advent of the long sleeve, and fair woman's glove bill is likely to be smaller this winter than it has been within recent years. ("oats of plain material with skirts of plaid. (h.'ck or stripe so plaited that around the hips there is an appearance of one plain color matching the coat, whil'. l elov the contrasting colors show with every movement, are among the iioKt chic of the late summer and early autumn tailored models turned out by Parisian makers. Cure of Umbrella. After coming in out of the rain let the umbrella down and stand it on the hand.'e that It may dry in this iosition. The water will drip from the edges of the frame and the cover will dry uniformly. When placed with the handle upward, as It frequently is, says the 'New York Examiner, the water runs to the top of the umbrella, and the moisture Is there retained in the lining underneath the ring, causing the silk fabric with which, the frame is covered to become tender and soon rot. Ordinarily the top of an umbrella wears out sooner than any other part of It, and in the majority of cases may be thus accounted for. Flaxaeed Ten. This excellent coush remedy Is given by a noted Chicago physician in his practice: Put two handfuls or small halfk cup of whole flaxseed on to boll in one and one-half quarts of cold water. Boll or twenty or thirty minutes, then strain through a coffee strainer. To tho liquid add a little sugar and Juice of one or two lemons (I use two) to suit the taste. Put Into a glass Jar and keep cover on tight. Heat a glassful three times a day and drink hot. Prickly Ileal Treatment. For prickly heat in the face bathe It as often an it 1eginsto Itch and burn in clear water as hot as can be borue, dashing it up with the hands. Dry by patting gently with soft old linen. If you feil that you must viic off perspiration use perfectly clean ha ldkerchief and barely touch the face. llenltl and llenut Illnta. Eating greens and salads thins your blood and makes you less red-faced. Practice deep breathing. A person with fully develop! lung capacity purifies his blood t-tveral times per minute. Kubber gloves to wear when washing china and old kid gloves when dusting aro an inestimable boon to housekeepers,' for nothing so ruins the skin as coarse soaps, soda and dust. To soften and perfume the bathing water, mix together four ounces of al cohol, one-half ounce of ammonia anjjLj

one dram of oil of lavender. A few J

drops of this mixture will be sufficient for a bowlful of water. A cup of cold water before retiring and a cup of hot water in the morning before breakfast work like magic as a cure for indigestion. Almond meal is preferred by some women to soap, and acts as a pleasing alternate to soap at any time. This softens, cleanses and whitens the skin. The most easily digested foods which contain the greatest amount of nourishment and are free from acids and starches are those best adapted to the child's needs. Menthol cologne Is one of the best simple applications for a headache. The combination of burning sensation and coolness that it gives the skin is very refreshing. In order to have the hair sme'.l sweet, wear tiny scented rolls in the puffs or pompadour, or either Fpray the hair, then wear a little scented cap for a few moments. Pineapple Juice is good for cleaning stains out of t.ie hands. It should be well rubbed In, left for a few minutes and then thoroughly washed with plenty of soap and warm water. A good food for making the hair grow Is to rub a little castor oil or olive oil well into the roots of the hair. This should be done at night and thoroughly rinsed out the following morning, else the hair will not. have a pleasant odor. This treatment should not be given too often, Just once In a while. A simple remedy for neuralgia is to npply grated horseradish, prepared the same as for table use, to the templo when the head or face Is affected, and to the wrist when the paiu Is In the arm or shoulder. To loosen the scalp, massage it thoroughly each night. Bub the linger tips In a rotary motion toward the crown of the head, work the scalp up and down and then give a light upward stroke at the base of the skull. The most serious problem which confronts a young mother at this season of the year is how to keep her baby healthy. In her care In protecting him from draught she is not unlikely to keep him too warm, and this is not only weakening, but makes him susceptible to cold. The one regular effort she should make is to keep him in an even and normal temperature, give him plenty of fresh air and put on garment; of a weight to suit the day. . To Clean Brass. A simple and most satisactory method of cleaning brass bedsteads, curtain poles, andirons, etc., is to dampen a cloth with ammonia, rub it briskly over a piece of pumice soap and then over the brass. This mixture acts like magic. Have tried It on different articles, which, with the least effort, were restored to their original beauty. It la necessary only to . dampen the cloth with ammonia and with a little pumice soap rubbed on the brass and the work is accomplished. Dentnl Flo Sabxtllute. When a particle of food has become lodged lM'tweeu the teeth it can be removed by pulling an ordinary rubber band between the teeth. This will bo found much better than a toothpick, which often breaks, leaving a piece of the wood. The rubber will not. Inj ure the teeth. Yt'lnrflntt tho Clock. Always inuke it a rule to see that tho clock is going after you have wound it; it is quite easy to slop inadvertently the swinging pendulum by a little jar given In the winding. This Is especially true if the clock is wound In the dark. Cleaning Woodwork. When washing woodwork during house cleaning time take a soft cloth, squeeze out water and dip in some baking soda; rub the spot aud the dirt comes off without much labor. Keep Cellar Sweet. Add one ounce of carbolic acid to a gallon -of whitewash or add copperas until yellow. Copperas is a good dJsinfectai t and also drives away vermin.

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f PEETTY GIRL BUILDS COTTAGE.

Telephone Operator Spends Leisure, IfonrK In Blaklnff Summer Home. Miss Josephine u Reynolds, a pretty 20-year-old brunette, who lives with her" widowed mother in Nantasket avenue, Surfside, is to-day the talk of this little. town, and for the last few jveeks the cottagers and early summer boarders have been pointing her out and describing her as the "smartest woman on the beach," says a Hull (Mass.) dispatch in tho Boston Post. She does not care a snap of her delicate little fingers, however, for the notoriety that has been thrust upon her, and goes about the streets here as though unconscious of the stares of the public. A delicately reared girl, Miss Reynolds has chosen for a. pastime the strenuous labors which, up to this time, were supposed to have been without exception monopolized by men, those of carpenter and builder. Formerly postmistress at Surfsldc and at present employed as telephone operator at the Nantasket exchange, she has found time during her spare hours to build a summer annex to her mother's home, which will be ready for occupancy within a week. Miss Reynolds has never attended a school for the study of carpentry, nor has she ever devoted any time to the study of architecture, but there Is not one In town who will not say that the serious, dark-haired maid cannot plan or build a summer cottage with as much skill as the most experienced draftsman. At present the young lady can be seen any afternoon at work on the little cottage In the hear of her mother's home. She started work on the building about three weeks ago, and since she dug the first-post hole has had no assistance except that of her sister, Grace, who saved her many steps up and down the rickety ladder while she wss shingling the roof. After the main building has been completed Miss Reynolds Intends to build a porch all around the snug little house, after which It will be rented to the first comer for the season. It will eontaln three rooms, all of which will be papered by the "boss carpenter," and the hardwood floor will be covered with mattiug. The whole thing is the sole idea of Miss Reynolds, and although she has expended quite a sum for the purchase of lumber aud other building material, she Is looking forward to the time when her "little cottage," as her mother calls It, will be adding dollars to the family treasury. Her father, who was a carienter, died fifteen years ago, and as Mrs. Reynolds puts It: "Josephine is the only man about the house." "When Josie was a little girl," said Mrs" Reynolds, "she met a schoolmate one day and be told her that he was making 5 cents an hour shingling the roof for one of the local carpenters. She asked him if his employer would give her a position, and the little fel low said that she might ask him, which she did, with the result that the next day she donned a pair of overalls, and to my surprise, when I passed the new building, I saw her out on the roof nailing shingles. "Her work was so satisfactory that her salary was raised to 10 cents an hour, and every afternoon after school she would don her working clothes and go to her self-appointed task, seemingly the happiest girl In the village. "Our house being In need of repairs, and more as a joke than otherwise, I offered her 2o cents an hour to put our house aud grounds In good shape. "To my surprise, within two weeks Josie had papered several of our rooms, had mended the flooring of the porch, the balustrades of the stairs and the fence in front of our house with such skill that I was convinced that my daughter, who had always been more or less of a Tomboy, was in reality a genius. "Since that time we have had no need for calling In a carpenter, paperhanger, electrician or plumber. Josie has done it all, although she has never had any Instruction in any of these trades." Best of Shade Trees. During a severe storm In Washington, I). C., this summer it is estimated that 1,000 trees were badly injured. The soft or silver maple suffered by far the greatest loss, while the Carolina poplar, or cottonwood, was also badly broken. Norway maple, sugar maple, all tin oaks, oriental plane or European sycamore, honey locust, most of the coniferous trees and ginkgo were among those which were able to withstand the beating and bending which the storm caused for an hour or two. There are two trees, the silver maple and the cottonwood, which are more popular with the mass of tree planters than all other shade trers In America. Both have one fatal qualification, that of rapid growth. Losing sight of permanency and many more excellent qualifications, these two Inferior trees are planted to the "exclusion of nil other trees. Both these trees are shortlived, verj much diseased, attacked by 'Innumerable insects, while both are seriously damaged by wind storms. Both require much water and send their roots Into sewers, wells and cisterns, which they frequently destroy. Arborculture. An Attentive Scholar. Bill I see they are teaching boys tc swim now by having them He on a chalt and go throug the motions of swimmlna with the arms and legs. Jill Yes ; I tried to teach a boy that way once, and what do you suppose waa the result 7 "I'm sure I don't know." "When I got him down to the watei he looked all around and then asked roe: 'Where is the chair?" Yonkera Statesman. Pnttlns Him Next. "I will give you a penny If you'll promise to be good while I'm away, Johnny." "What'll you give me If I'll be good when you get back home?' "I'll give you something If you are not good then." Houston Post. Cit in pa. I urn Candor. "You don't get angry when peopl refus to indorse ybur opinions?" "Certainly not," answered the orator. Every four years or so I am liable tc have to decline to Indorse some of mj own opinions." Washington' fc'iar. The trouble is that after a .ovii & woman gets married, she is apt to confuse tho role of guardian angel with that of detective. When we hear a girl play the piano, we feel sorry that she has accomplished so little with all her hard work.

INDIANA INCIDENTS

Record of Events of the Past Week MAN KIDNAPS HIS OWN SON. Jlelvln Strycker Forcibly Takra Child from Itn Grandmother. Melvin Stryeker, clerk in tie A. C. Mo Clurg book store ia Chicago, kidnaped his 11-year-old son from Mrs. I'aima. StuckEi an of Goshen, mother of Sirycker's di vorced wife, Ethel Stuckraan Strycier, who now lives at the Saratoga Hotel in Chicago. Mrs. Strycker got a divorce several years as;o and tho custody of her son. The child has been cared for by its grandmother. While Mrs. Stuckman was attending the Elkhart county fair, Strycker attempted to take the child from Ler, but was defealed in his purpose by. spectators. He met the women an hour later, however, and forcibly took pos!ession of the child. It is believed he took him to Chicago. Mrs. Emma Stuckman has taught school over 100 terms. MTJBDERED BY BÜBGLAS. State Penitentiary Gnatd Meets Death nt Hands of Intruder. Edwald Quick, a penitentiary guard, was murdered in his home in Michigan City by a burplar. Mrs. Quick was awakened by a noise and. seeing a man at a dresser, nudged her husband. The burglar commanded Quick to lie still. Quick nevertheless raised up on hi elbow. Instantly the burglar fired, the bullet strik-" ing Quick in the head. The slayer escaped. Publis Library Contract Lt. The contract for the public library building in Greenfield has been let to Wolf & Ewing of Indianapolis for $10,C00. Eight firms submitted bkls, the highest being $11,100. The building will be of brick and of the customary style of the Carnegie libraries of the class to which Greenfield belongs. The lot on which to erect the building is in the heart of the city -and was presented by Mrs. Melissa Cooper. Dots Coat on Dry Gi The boys and girls are enjoyinf a toboggan slide on Cunningham's hill, at the north edge of Martinsville. The drought has toughened the grass and the hot sun . has burned the blades until they are slick as glass. The sleds go down the steep incliire as swiftly as on the smoothest ice in the winter. Divorced and Married In Hoar. A divorce was granted Mabel Knight at Wash. An hour later she applied at the county clerk's office for a license to wed Andrew C. Gardner. The license was granted, and they were married at once. TV; bride has been twice divorced and she is only CO years old. New Pastor at Clinton. The Kev. Harvey M. White of Chalmers has been chosen pastor of Clinton Presbyterian church and will move there about Oct. 1. He succeeds the Rev. Clarence Fowler, who recently accepted a pastorate at Frankfort. Vineennes AVldovr Takes Life. Flora Small, 40 years old, widow, fhot and killed herself in Vincenncs. In a note 6he stated she was unable to longer support her three children, whose father died six 3-ears ago. t Falls Asleep and Drown. George W. Chalmers of Hebron. JT7 years old, fell aslep while fishing, after his companions had left him, and tumbled into-the river and was drowned. His body was recovered twelve hours later. Indiana Ofllelal Cnds Life. Dr. George II. Grant, secretary of the Wayne County Foard of Health, kille,! himself in Richmond with a revolver. He had been in poor health. Fires Dim and Fnds Life. William T. Iteall, a farmer who lived sixteen miles east of Itichn.ond, set fire to his barn and then blew the top of his head off with a shotgun. Shot from Ambush. Whit Bennett, n prominent citizen of Fort Iiitner, was mysteriously shot in the back while entering his residence. BBIEF STATE HAPPENINGS. L. M. Shrojer, a Blackford county farmer, who was kicked by a colt last month, can only walk backwards now. Since discovering his affliction he is learning to do everything else backward. II is bavin; his clothes made with ail the buttons on the back, and generally sits at the table looking up the chimney. Stockholders of the Madison County Fair Association of Anderson have been called to meet and devise a plan for making up a deficit of $1,700 due to a falling off in attendance at the fair during the last week of August. None of the premiums awcrded at the fair has been paid, but the association has assured winners of premiums that they will le paid as aoon as the fair association can raise the inonej-. Arthur Huffing, the 22-year-o'd sn of Mr. and Mrs. J. II Höfling, was instantly kil'.ed at the interuiban station at Delphi. The young man. in company with Harry FIdridge, who U an electrician, was inspecting the different wires in the power house, and the latter, leaving the room a few minutes, heard his companion cry out as if in pain. He returned in company with the agent, to find young ItufEnj dead near the lightning arrester. Clay Hogers, over whom has been hanging the charge of grand larceny for -several mouths bas been arrested in Tuscola, 111., and is now in the Shelby county jail awaiting trial. Hogers lived at Rcggstown. He came to Shelby ville last spring with Polk Smith, farmer, of Sugar Creek township, and they wert guests' at the Itoss House. When Smith awoke in the morning he found Itogeri gone, and $G2 of his money missing. II caused an indictment to issue against Rogers, who was finally traced to Tuscola and arrested. The body of a young woman was found r.-ar the railroad tracks about 3K yards from the Monon station at lied ford. The body was recognized as that ,of Stella Müller, a domestic, near Areola, III. Th finding of carbolic acid burns indicates suicide. . The police were called to restore quiet in the llous of Representatives when Representative Coble cf Dubois county callel Horace G. Murphy, a Munde lawyer, who w.is raakinj a spcch nftcr t lie? ?(;s.i.;n lmd adjourned, advor-atin the county local option law, which the special session of the Legislature was called to consider, a liar. The tody of an unknown man was found between the interurban and the Rig Four railway tracks by a traction crew, end it has Loin brought to Shelhyvillc for identification. The man was evidently killed by a west-bound Rig Four train. The left arm and loft leg are broken, and his left foot was found on the Rig Four tract, a mile distant from the body. He was apparently Yd years old, and was probably walking on the track when he was caught by the fast train. A receiver has been appointed fcr the A. F. Underwood Company, Flkhart, dry goods dealers. Assets and liabilities not slated. The concern is not a large one