Plymouth Tribune, Volume 9, Number 19, Plymouth, Marshall County, 10 February 1910 — Page 3

' Ziy MUST. LOVJBTT CAMEHOJ Ccthor of Hl i Grass Country," A Daughter's Heart' A Sister' Sin. "Jack's Secret,' Elc, Etc

CHAPTER XXV. Irene Garland had gone out driving that afternoon in Sir. Taunton's phaeton. During that drive she was absent and preoccupied; Joe had once or twlcf to ask the same question several times before she heard him, and her faraway eyes saw no one in the crowd of faces that she passed along the streets. She had certainly never noticed poor Algy Dessinger who imagined himself to be intentionally slighted, and who went his way to say hard words about her to his friends at the club. "Are you feeling ill. Irene?" inquired Joe Taunton, looking down anxiously at her, after they had driven to her home. "I have a headache," she answered, evasively. "That day at Chatswell yesterday was too much fcr you. Your aunt shouldn't have allowed you to go. What la the use of your fagging yourself over a parcel of ragged children i -I like going there." she replied, faintly. But she knew that Mr. Taunton was right, and that it was the day at Chatswell that had upset her. ' It seemed to her now to be certain that she had beep, the victim of circumstances of almost unparalleled fatality; and at least one-half of .the hard things she had laid to Rupert Carroll's account had no truth in them. He had been prevented by a ruffianly and Irutal assault from returning to her at Chatswell: and this assault had apparently been made upon him in error, and because he was curiously like some other man. It had now become reveal J to her. little by little, that It was this other mysterious person w.om she must have mistaken on several occasions for h:?n. He it must have been whom her aunt had seen and spoken to, lonsr ago. and who had denied all knowledge of herself and her mother. He again was the man she had seen at Monte Carlo; then at Lady Clothilda's ball; nnd lastly at the picture gallery! Who was he. this double of Rupert Carroll's, who resembled him in such an extraordinary manner? Sho said to herself, with mingled feelings of self-reproach and of Joy: "How could I suppose that Rupert would cut me? How would it have been possible for him to do that? What a fool I must have been not to know that he was incapable of such baseness! Yet still there remained the- fact of his marriage. That, she could neither understand nor get over. Why had he married? Why, when he rot well enough, did he not write to her at once" and tell her what had happened to him. and explain his silence? She thought and thought about It till her brain went round, and there was no untruth In the statement she made to Joseph. Taunton, that she had a headache. "Come," he said to her, seeking to cheer her up, "let us go to old McGillup's and get you a new bracelet. I saw a beauty there yesterday. "You are very kind, Joe, but I don't want anything." Then after a moment's pause she said suddenly: "Joe, if I weren't to marry you after all. would you care very much?" Mr. Taunton started so violently that he pulled his handsome bays back almost on to their haunches. "Irene! What an awful thine to say!" he cried, his ruddy face paling Into a pasty yellow. "You can't mean It, Irene! You can't mean it!" he repeated with such a face of horror and dismay that she laughed again. But her laugh died away Into an uneasy sigh, and she did not say that sire did not mean it. Suddenly he turnen! round to her and said: "I know that you are a million times too good for me, Irene! I know It quite well; you are such a beauty, and such a little lady, too, and I am only a common sort of chap, with nothing on earth but my money to recommend me." It was an unanswerable truth, and Irene could only bend her hear and murmur: Oh, Joe!" "Yes, that is all." he continued; "and I used to think a Jot of my money once, and that I could buy anything with It anything, including a wife, my dear and when I saw you I said to myself that you were the wife for rry money, and that I would buy you. But I've found out lately that there is just one thing all the money In the world can't buy, no, nor yet the diamonds, nor the horses and the carriages either, and that is a girl's heart." "Joe," she said below her breath, "do you do you wish to be rid of me?" Rid of you. npy dear? No. no! not that! You know I worship the very shadow of you, but that is Just why somehow I don't want to tie you down If it's not to make you happy. I don't want to be one of your fashionable husbands, v.hose wife is surrounded by other men, and who would rather be along with an.y one of them than "Ith her own husband. I want my wife to be my very own, and to like me better than all the rest but I'm pretty sure you couldn't do that, no, not if I were to buy up all the diamonds and all the finery in London to give you!" Then Irene lifted her beautiful grey eyes, and looked at him gravely and fixedly. Joe," she said, a little tremulously. "I have never liked you so well in all rny life as I like you at this moment. I did not know It was In you to be so good and so generous. I feel myself to be mean and hateful, because I have taken so much from you. , and I can give you back so little. But, anyhow, I won't deceive you. I like you and I honor you but I don't love you, Joe, and what is more, I never shall, be cause I love someone else." He turned away from her to hide the distress that her words caused him. "You shall be my Judge, Joe," she continued, laying her hand softly and caressingly on his coat-sleeve: "it is you who shall decide for me. This man I knew him a long time ago, and we were engaged, then we were parted, an accident that seems like the work of a malevolent fiend, so strange and so mysterious was it divided us as com pletely as death itself could have dune. Until yesterday I did not know the truth. I believed him to be false and base and cruel, and I strove with all my might and main to hate and to for get him." "And yesterday?" he inquired, faint ly. "Did you see him yesterday?"

She shook her head sadly. "No. t have not seen him. But I learnt something I had never known before enough to piece together the disjointed ends of the miserable story. I learnt that it was not his fault at all. and so I can no longer hate him. I wish to tell you this, Joe, It Is only right you should know IL" "Hy dear girl," said Taunton, ear

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nestly. In a low voice, "I honor you fa? telling me, and since you love this man, and not me well, let me go out of your life, and be happy with him." "That is impossible, Joe! for he is arried!" Married!" and the blood flushed hoty up into Mr. Taunton's face. "Then there is no reason why you should give me up, then?" "Not if you wish me still to be your wife. He thanked her and he blessed her effusively with joy and gladness, and yet her white face of patient sadness must have been a reproach to him. Irene was standing where he had left her. in the center of the room. She looked pale and sorrowful, her head was bent, her eye3 were filled with tears, her hands closely locked together. "Look here, my dear," he said to her. with a certain awkward bluntness that was natural to him. "I want to sayj one more word. I am a selfish beast: I know, yet I love you so much I can'lj bear to think of your being unhappy, If by any chance you should changa your mind between now and to-mor-row morning, say well, you let me know. I won't complain, only if I don't i hear from you by first post to-morrow, I shall know It's all ristht and you won't chuck me over after that, will you?" "I won't 'chuck you over, Joe, a all!" she answered, with a little smile, and she meant It. For she said to herself: "I have treated men badly, butt this one man has treated me so well, that I will not bchae ill to him. took him for his money, simply and solely, and I haVe found out that, vulgar and purse-proud and common as he is, he has got a good heart and a generous nature with It all, and I will not reward his goodness to me with evil." "Heaven bless j'ou, my dear girl," he said, turning back to look at her once more, as he left the room. She smiled back at him kindly. Neither of them knew that it was their last parting on earth! After he was gone, she put on her hat again and went out. She felt a need of fresh air and of exercise. Chance or was it fate? led her aimless steps in the direction of Chester Square. ' It was now about half-past 6 o'clock. As she turned out of Eaton Square, she suddenly saw a gentleman walking along the pavement in front of her. Ills figure, his walk, a something in the swing of his footsteps, set her heart beating, strangely. She followed him at a distance: she saw him turn Into Chester Square, and go up to a certain door. There were two carriages standing before the house. As he pushed latch-key into the door, he looked round, as though In surprise that they should be standing there empty, and as he looked round, Irene Garland saw his face quite plainly, saw, too, that his hair, thick and curly as of old. had turned nearly white but the face, the features, the eyes, there was no mistaking them! At last sho had seen Rupert Carroll himself! She turned away quickly and went home. And all that evening she sat up in her room writing to Joseph Taunton; and Just before going to bed. she slipped out arid posted the letter herself in the pillar-box in front of the house, so that it might reach him by the first post in the morning. CHAPTER XXVI. Lady Garland came down to break fast the following morning some min utes earlier than her niece. She made the tea. and then she began to look through her morning's letters. Most of them were bills, and she flung them down one after the other in a heap on the table beside her. "One comfort is that nearly all of them are for Irene's trousseau," she said to herself with satisfaction, "and that generous fellow Taunton will pay every one or tnemr ana then she chuckled to herself over her own cleverness in having managed that her own wedding garment of expensive heliotrope satin, profusely trimmed with lace, should be entered in Irene's bill, and that 1 was therein described in such vague terms that Mr. Taunton would certainly pay for It with all the rest without a suspicion of its being hers! She had scarcely finished reading her letters when a cab dashed up to the house, and the door-bell was rung loudly. After a few minutes' delay the butler opened the door. "If you please, my lady, Mr. Taun ton's valet wished particularly to speak to you." A man came in whom she had fre quently seen in Grosvtnor Square. His appearance struck her as odd. He was unshaved and unkempt, his eyes were wild and bloodshot, he trembled very much, and seemed scarcely able to speak. He wasted no time in prelimi naries, nor in beating about the bush, ! that which 1 he had to say he said i quickly, and with no preamble what- i ever. I "If you please, my lady, Mr. Taunton. ! my master, died In his bed not an hour .

Great Heavens! you cannot mean ! whkh aPPeared qulte exhausted and It! it is impossible." cried Lady Gar-jready to drP- Tn9 mther. doubtless land, in positive horror. well aware of thi3, slackened her pace . "No, my lady It was not Impossible, ' and presently stopped close to some my master was subject to fits. I be- ( thick bramble bushes. She remained Iieve it was his heart. I had just , 60me tjme there with lowered head as taken him in his hot water and hi',. awQltincr the nnset of hPr

bath, and then I went to fetch him hi4 letters." "Ills letters yes?" said a faint, suffocated voice behind him. Irene, a3 white as the white morning dress she wore, had stolen into the room she had overheard the newj he brought. "Go on. Barker, and the letters? th letters? did he open them?" "No, miss not one. I gave him his letters end I drew up the blinds, an then I went awav to cet his shavini water I couldn't have been gone fiv minutes and when I came back agala he was lying back dead oh his pillow with a letter yes. I think it was id your handwriting, miss, clntched tighl in his hand." "He had read it?" she faltered. "No, miss, the envelope wis not broken he must have died in a minutehe just took up the letter from the tray, I suppose, and then fell back dead!" "Oh. thank heaven for that!" cried Irene, and she burst Into a tempest o passionate tears ana sous, mat wer almost more of gratitude than e sorrow. (To be continued.) lloprlraii. "Love your neighbor as yourself. "I do." "Then why do you have such j grouch?" "I hate myself." Cleveland Leader

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How to Cure, Keep I'resli and Cook It lliKlit. While salt beef is not as nutritious nor so digestible as fict-'k meat, it has its place. At times it is craved in the s::ne way that good ham appeals to the appetite satiated with steaks, chops and roasts. It is especially good in warm weather, with fresh vegetables, and many people prefer to salt it at home. It takes but little time to make a cold brine, and if It is strong enough so that a small portion of the salt will not dissolve, no matter how much it is stirred, then it is in good condition: Cut, the .meat into pieces not over G inches thick, and do not let them lie in the brine too long, because the meat will then be too salt and hard. A scum rising on brine is a sign that it Is not in good condition. Scald it and add more salt, sugar and saltpeter, keeping the original proportions of each, or else throw it away, for it should not be used unless in perfect condition. Let the meat lie ia the brine three or four days, when ii will be sufficiently soft. In a large stone jar mfx four cups of rock salt, one-half ounce of saltpeter and onehalf cup of brown sugar, with four quarts of cold water. Stir until th3 solution is as complete as it can b made, then lay In the pieces of meat that have been rubbed over well with salt. Lay a plate on the meat and a stone on that, then cover the jar. What pieces to buv for eorninsr !? tne next question. Some housewives select a solid piece frcci the round, ! 1 A. 1. t . . t um it is ii inure common way to ouy cuts from the forerjuarter. That part called the rattle rand r.nd also th? brisket are each cut In three pieces, and all are excellent for corning. Th-j price years ago was low, but for some tkne past no cut of beef is inexpensive, unless it may he the shin hone. Reef that has been in brine but few days Is best put into boiling water to cook. As soon as the water boil? again skim well and set back where it will simmer until very tender. Corned beef is much better if cooled in the waiter In which It is cooked. If beef is very salt it is better to put. It on In cold water, but in either case cook slowly. When beef is to be pressed, place It with the fibers running lengthwise of the pan or mold, as the slices will then cut across the grain. Set another pan on the beef and a flatlron in it for a weight. THE SORROWS OF THE RICH. "Has Mr. Jones got the rheumatism?" in-mired Mrs. Seymour, when Mr. Seymour came in to dinner. "I noticed that he walked a little lame as you came down the street together." "Shouldn't wonder," replied Mr. Seymour. "Their new house is built on that made land, and It can't be healthy." "How did Mr. Jones walk, mother?" inquired 14-year-old Alexander. "Did he sort of balance himself along as if he was most afraid to step?" "Why, yes. Alexander, I believe that ;3 the way he did walk," replied Mrs. 'eymour. "Well, you watch Mrs. Jones, and cu'll see that she walks just the same way, and so do Tom and Janet." said Alexander. "There!" exclaimed Mr. Seymour. That's what pride will do! Just to live In a fashionable part of the city, Jones has made cripples of himself and, his whole family. How long have Tom and Janet walked In the manner you describe, my son?" "Ever since they moved Into their new house," answered Alexander. "But 'tisn't rheumatism, pa, and it Isn't pride. Tom says It's the polished floors. They are finished as smooth as a pane of glass. He says they have to step so carefully that they can't seem to walk the way they used to." "For pity's sake!" exclaimed Mrs. Seymour. "The idea!" "I guess the house isn't very healthy, though," continued Alexander, thoughtfully. 'The doctor was there twice last week, once to see Grandma Jones and once to see the cook." Mr. Seymour nodde. "Malaria," he said briefly. "Grandma Jones slipped on the siting, room floor and sprained her ankle," explained Alexander, "and the cook slipped on the stairs and broke . her leg "Well!" exclaimed Mr. and Mrs. Seymour, in unison. And Mr. Seymour remarked, as he gazed affectionately at the worn brown paint on the dining room floor, 'There's more than one kind of danger In building a new house." Youth's Companion. ,A DOE'S STRATAGEM. Threw (he I) ok Oft the Scent and Saved Her 1'ann. The following anecdote is related by i M. X. Itaspall. It Is worthy of com- ' parison with the most remarkable of Instances of the same kind. The author ory day perceived a doe i In full flight before two dogs in the Algle woods that form a part of the forest of Chantilly. The doe was accompanied by a very young fawn, Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her, and with a butt of the head she tossed her fawn right Into the middle of the thicket. Then, first advancing gently as if to make sure it was well hidden, she soon set off by rapid bounds in frout or the dogs. The latter barking close upon her heels, she made a sudden bend and thus drew them far from the spot where this Incident occurred. The howling of the dogs became fainter and fainter, the valiant animal having doubtless led them two kilometers away into the C'anardiere neat bogs, where the dnr often lose the scent. In fact, later they wore seen returning to the village in an exhausted condition, while the diligent mother doubtless returned to the bushes to find the little fawn she had so cleverly hidden and placed In safety. Vul- . carisation Scientlflnue. Ilia Joy In It. "But," asked the long-haired young man. "is there nothing at all about poetry that you like?" "Yes," replied Crabbe. "Whenever 1 see a poem It makes me feel good to realize that there's no law to compel rne to read it." Catholic Standard and Times.

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Incivility of Women. We hear and read much concerning woman's rudeness to man and man's angentlemanly attitude toward womankind but what about woman's incivility to woman? Is there anything to equal It? There are, says an c' serving writer, would-be ladies, there ire so-called ladies and there are ladies. The first may get into the second class, but neither of the two is likely to rise to the third. Whether ;hrough fault or misfortune an unfinished lady seldom achieves the finished state. The lack of consideration for the rights of others shown in public oy women who pass by courtesy for ladies is of a kind peculiar to itself and member3 of their own sex are usually the victims. Women who travel in public conveyances with their children are sometimes almost brutally callous. Who has not seen a mother sitting angle-wise, with a child for whom she has paid no fare occupying another full seat, while tired and package-laden women are "strap-hanging" in visible discomfort directly in front of her? Conductors, however efficient, must not criticise the manners f their passengers too strenuously and few men venture to complain to or of a woman, therefore the remedy would seem to depend on the victims themselves, if the evil is to be remedied nt all. One of the guiding rules of would-bo ladies who never will be ladies appears to be that of "last come first served.' You will best observe this vonanish trait at a ticket window, a bargain .-ounter, or any similar place where Individuals are being waited on one at a time, and the order or precedence !s not enforced. Go, for example, into any large department store which maintains a "trading stamp" booth. Meek an 1 patient women who have been waiting five or ten mtmitcs for i turn, see some well-dressed imitation ot a lady sail airily up, elbow herself l.o the front, claim her stamps and go olithely on her way, quite with the ilr of having done nothing that could :all for unfavorable criticism. However other women may feel about it, to a man it is both amusing and exasDerating to note the serene impudence with which some of these dear angels of the fair sex rush in where poor fcols cf men fear to tread. Velvet nnd For Suit. The velvet street suit trimmed with fur is the fad. These little suits are jaunty and graceful and are cut in jhort walking length, a band of fur 'rimming the bottom, as well as bordering the coat and the draped velvet iurban. This suit is of royal blue velret and the border fur is 'sealskin, the blue velvet turban having a sealskin border and an ornament of dull silver and blue. Some Don't for AVlven. Don't begrudge your husband a few hours spent with his men friends, ifou meet friends. Be considerate and jive him the same privilege. Don't bother him with troublesome 'rifles that happen during the day. Don't whine and complain over household difficulties. Don't overwork and be tired and :ross when he comes home. Your husband will see you tired and irritable when? he will not be conscious of a few grains of dust which you may aave dissipated at the expense of your strength. Don't let yourself get old and ugly. Take time to keep yourself young and :o cultivate good looks. If you can't do beautiful, try to be Interesting. , Don't forget to cultivate your mind. Read about what is going on in the jrcat world, so that if he makes a re- ' mark on current events you will be ible to answer him intelligently Instead of giving him a blank stare, j Don't inquire how his business is ' inless you are sure from his face that ae has something pleasant to tell you. 1 The ChitniolM Skin. That useful friend of the housekeeper, the chamois, has an amazing habit of stiffening after a bath unless it is given with great care. Wash a chamois In soft water to which have been added i little borax and enough soap to form a lather. Shake up and down in the water and rub very gently. Rinse in cold water, shake in the air to get out as much of it as possible, pull it out well and lay it flat until partly 3ry. Now pull it through the hands several times, and there will be little flanger of a chamois ruined by drying hard and stiff. Mustard IMaater. Trim the crust from a thin slice of light bread.then sprinkle It thickly with ground mustard. Spread a thin cloth over the mustard and dampen with vinegar or water. Your plaster is all ready, with nothing to clean up after making it, and much better than the old sticky batter plaster. A piece of bread wr-11 damneneil la better 3S a poultice than either flax seed or slip pery elm, and will neither dry out nor soul 30 quickly. Lure of the Club. It is not at all true, as some people aver, that the lure of the club is the rpirituous refreshment to be found there or its aloofness from the rej Straining eye of critical womankind. But it is true that it represents the

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A gown such as tliis would be ideal for afternoon teas, receptions, restaurant dinners, etc. It is made from Chinese blue moire velour, with inset pieces of darker velvet on either side at waist line, cut in points as shown in the sketch. The beauty of the gown is further enriched by bands of sable over shoulder and around bottom of skirt. Note the clever and artistic cut of tunic, the points of which are finished with rosettes of velvet. The yoke and stock are white lace and the band across bust line is heavy with gold embroidery.

highest development along lines of physical comfort as this is known and sought for by the animal man, and if the ladies, on the few days of the year when they are admitted within the doors of these sanctuaries of masculine luxury, would study what they see there they would speedily be made aware, by the objects visible before them, of the sort cf indoor environ ment that most appeals to the soul of the average . man. John Kendrick Bangs In Suburban Life. llcnltli and Deauty Uinta. Change of employment gives rest, but not sufficient for the needs of the body. The absolute Idleness, if it may be so called, of sleep Is essential to health. ' Nervousness due to hurry and high pressure is one of the most active prompters of indigestion. A few minutes relaxation before eatlnj,- will help to cure this difficulty. The wise use of ten minutes every day in active rigorous exercise aimed at .enlivening the vital organs rather than at mere muscular development will go far to induce a healthy body. Spotted veils are hurtful. That is true of all striped visible clothing, blind3, wall papers, etc. All rapid alternations of light and shade are bad, as when walking bv a line of tall railings through vh se spaces a brilliant sun is shining. Freedom of bodily activity .insures health, since it helps to clear away the waste and debris of the physiological processes. The kidneys can do their work well if plenty of water is taken. Most people drink too little water. A daily arerage of six glasses is not too much in most cases. ftids mict fmicfes innrem The silk cashmere comes In nearly every color imaginable. A new veiling has a colored Russian osntcr with a black chantilly border. Golden-brown velvet, made in Russian blouse style, is an attractive model for the school girl. Soft satins are more used for petticoats than taffeta, the latter's tendency to "whisper" being against it. Madras in figured materials made into pretty blouses can be worn with moire skirts. The colors should be alike. The button counters now have gilt ornaments in the way of slides and tassel tops for the finish of the narrow velvet scarfs. Pointed fox, rich and lovelj, seems to have captured a large share of feminine attention. The huge muffs and scarfs to match are especially popular. ) One-sided frills on sheer blouses are the popular fad of the hour. Knifeplaited and scalloped edged, or simply ruffled and lace trimmed, they are French and dainty-looking. Carnation 'is the latest scent upon which the seal of Parisian approval has been set. The dainty Parisienne wears a sachet of It in her gowns and wraps, uses a heavy extract and wears the genuine blossom. Ia "Woman a Servant? "In the main, the position of woman is curiously like that of the servant of the house," says Inez Hayes Gilmore, in Success Magazine. "A servant with good wages and a generous allowance of afternoons and evenings 'out, a servant carefully nursed when she is ill and attended by the master's own physician, a servant who is sure always of generous tips, when there is extra work, and of a carefully slnecuied old age. Like a servant, however, it is to her interest to spy on the master, to discover his weaknesses and to play upon them. In some respects It is a pleasant position, although it is always an uncertain one. For, from her birth to her death, her welfare depends not upon herself, but on a man; her father, or brother, or guardian flrst, her husband second,

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her son last. Luck always controls her destiny. Though the wheel of chance may set her in a pleasant place to-day, there Is always the dread on her of a week's notice, the possibility of the crowded vista of the employment agency to-morrow. "Her duties, ranging over a limited arc of human endeavor, made for a cheap versatility rather than, as in the case of men, for the development of special gifts. Her working hours and her wages are arbitrarily fixed by men. Her habits are settled by men. Her intellectual convictions tre doled out to her by men. She hza never, until this generation, been permitted to cultivate her mind. As her chief control of man is through his senses; she thiaks almost entirely with her emotions." Miss Hattle Pearce, or Billings, Mo., is a clerk In the Court of Appeals. Women have succeeded ia Greece in has'ing prisons established especially for women. Miss Nellie Horton, of Fort Worth, has been elected treasurer and secretary of the Farmers Union in Texas. She has just passed her 25th birthday. Mrs. Danforth Williard Blanchard, one of the oldest woman suffragists in the world, is 99 years of age and lives with her niece, Mrs. J. B. Booth, ia Detroit. ' . The Rev. Sarah A. Dixon, for several years associate" pastor of the First Unitarian Church of Lowell, Mass., is now pastor of the Congregational Church at Tewksbury, Mass. Miss Mary Nye of Columbus, Mis Bertha Salzgaber of Bellaire, and Mrs. Irvine C. Miller of Springfield, O., have been appointed deputy inspectors ot workshops and factories. The Wesleyan Conference of England recently passed by a large majority a motion to admit women as lay delegates. This resolution ha3 to be approved by the synod before It can become a rule of the denomination. Mrs C. C. Kenelly has been appointed probation officer of the New Orleans Juvenile Court by Judge Wilson. She has taught school for several years and has also had experience in handling children and young women as the agent of the Travelers' Aid Society of New Orleans. Mrs. Isaac L. Rice of New York was chosen at the conference in London of the International Society for the Suppression of Street Noises to have charge of the second congress of the society! which Is to be. held in New York in 1912. The first congress is to meet In Berlin in June, 1910. Uaeful and Happy. Try to be useful just where you are. Many of us are fond of imagining how much we should do If our circumstances were other than they are. But that is waste of time. The thing to do is to do as much as you can for others here and now, and so make the most of your opportunities. Don't be so busy preparing for some vague future time when you will be happy that you have no time to ba happy to-day. The future will soon be tbe present, and the chances are that, when it does come, we shall still be so busy planning that we shall miss our chance of happiness altCjiether, Women Hats. Women started on merry widow, but they've gone on to peach baskets, wash bowls inverted, and then to flover pots, but now they've gone on to wash baskets, and I wonder where they'll stop. Gm. Ballington Booth. On or the Other. Triumph, or else yield to clamor; Be the anvil or the hammer. From the German.

George Finch, 82, and his wife, Patsy, 76, died within a few hours of each other near Princeton, pneumonia causing the death of both. Immediately after their marriage, 60 years ago, ; they moved Into the house they died in and never lived in any other place. They are survived by 12 children. Edward Holder, of Richmond, widely known as an animal trainer and circus man, has sold his holding in Richmond, to become head trainer for the Barnum & Bailey Circus at Bridgeport, Conn. Mr. Holder will net accompany the circus, but will train the animals for their acts and then turn them over to others. Henry Dickman, truant officer, says that many children in Evansville are being forced out of the schools because of the Increase in the cost of living and are going Into the factories and workshops. He says many men with large families find they can not make a living for them and that it is up to the children to help win bread. Albert Holly, of Wabash, who married before the Civil war, and enlisted, was reported killed in battle. Mrs. Holly afterward married Jr3s Stull, of Wabash, and lived happily with him for 40 years. Stull was killed in a frill from a car 10 months ago. Holly 'eturned last week and found Lis fo.mer widow. They will resume r arried life. Flossie, the fourteen-year-old daughter of Join W. Thurston, is dead of grief at' her home in Columbus. Her sister, Mrs. Nancy Thurston Knotts, died of tuberculosis and the shock of her death caused her younger sister to "collapse from nervous prostra

tion at the graveside. The mother is in such a critical condition that her death is also expected. Seventeen boys at Washington are under arrest, charged with stealing chickens systematically from farmers. The plan of the boys was novel. Two or three of the gang would hire a horse and bugy, and in broad daylight go into the country and catch chickens along the road or in the fields. They would run the chickens down or hit them .with stones. While on their, way to church, In Hortonsvllle, the buggy containing Jesse Timmons, age twenty-sixj and Miss Cox, daughter of Joseph Cox, was struck by a Monon accommodation train, just north of Sheridan. The young man's neck was broken and he died instantly. Miss Cox was seriously hurt and her recovery is doubtful. The horse Timmons was driving was killed. ' Stanley, the nine-year-old son of George Coons, district manager of the Indianapolis Insurance Company, was drowned at the plant of the Central stone mill in Bloomington. The boy was playing on the edge of. a quarry hole, which was filled with water, and slipped and fell in. It was ten minutes before the body was taken from the water and every effort to revive the boy failed. The maple sugar and maple syrup season will open in Bartholomew county on February 15, it the weather permits. John S. Crump, owner of the largest sugar camp in the county, says the weather for the last few days has been Ideal for sugar water and that the sap will be running free if a few more thawing days come. Practically all of the camps in the county are arranging to open for business as early' In February as possible. George Muck, a farmer living near Shelbyville, has inclosed several acres of ground on which he Is raising wild geese. He has built several sheds and at the entrance of each has arranged a trap door with a long rope attached. In this manner he can operate each door while some distance away. The birds that are already In the corral attract other wild geese and when the geese enter the shed, Muck drops .the door. He then enters the shed, catches the wild geese, clips their wings and leaves them to become domesticated. Recently Muck captured six wild towls in this manner. Wit,h clothing on fire six-year-old Verna Rogers crawled under the bed at ter home in Jackson township, Brown county, when she hear her father's footsteps approaching. Attracted by cries and the blazing clothing of his little girl Rogers dragged the child from her hiding place and smothered the flames with a blanket, but not until the little girl was badly burned. During the absence of her parents the child set fire to a celluloid comb which she held over a lamp. Accidentally she set fire to her dress and fearing that she would be scolded for what she had done the child sought a place of refuge. The little girl is a daughter of Walter Rogers, a farmer. Relatives of Harry Ferguson, aged eighteen, received word that he was killed near Rexville, Ripley county, when a tree fell on him. ' The unfortunate young man was a son of William Ferguson, of Madison. Mrs. James Cavanaugh went to bed able to see as well as any one and when she awoke sho was totally blind. She has been ill at her home in Columbus for several weeks and it is thought that her illness pro duced blindness. Violin players from all parts of the state are expected to attend the old fiddlers' contest that is to be held in Muncie under the auspices of the Red Men's lodges. Only old Junes will be played, and the contestants will be aged men. It is only a coincidence that an' or der has been issued by the postofflce department prohibiting rural route cat riers from killing rabbits and other game when on duty should come at a time when meat prices are high. A circular order to that effect has been received at the Terre Haute postoflice. Corn Is still being husked by many farmers in the vicinity of WTadena. .It is something unusual for the farIners of Benton County to have corn unhusked ai this time of the year. The management of the Indianapolis, Columbus & Southern Traction Company Is contemplating the purchase of some new passenger cars for use between Seymour and Indianapolis. As yet the style of car and tie number to be purchased have not been decided. It is said that the new cars may be different in style from the cars now used bv the road.

A mysterious woman, clothed la black and heavy veiled, has again made .her apeparance in Seymour after an absence of over two years. The woman's chief delight seems to be chasing timid citizens who happen to be in the streets after night fall. Archie Timbers, a young man living five miles each of Rochester, is suffering from injuries received when he attempted to cut down a tree recently. He has been in a semi-conscious condition since the accident, and his condition is declared to be serious. The Rev. George II. Reibold, pastor of the Methodist church at Hope, has chosen a novel method of interesting the public in the revival meet-,-

ings In progress at htn church. The local paper carries a twenty-four-inch. which tells of the wonderful success of the services and invites all readers of the newspaper to attend. James Courter, aged 104, declared to be the oldest man In Indiana, ia dead from pneumonia at his home, a log cabin on a Switzerland county farm. The aged man was born in Boone county, Kentucky, on April 7, 1S0j. He was a Democrat and cast his first presidential vote for Andrew Jackson in 1S29. Courter had chewed tobacco for ninety-five years. The appraisers of the estate o the late George Rhodius. of Indianapolis, , reported to Judge Ross, of the Probate court, that the real estate Is worth $002,100 and the personal property 5100,000. Joseph B. Kealing, City Corporation Counsel, said he will oall a meeting of the interested attorneys to consider a plan to compromise the litigation over the estate. A newspaper account of the conversion of Alfred Potts, aged ninetythree and his baptism in a watering trough in the barnyard at the home of his nephew, Henry Pentland, near Greenfield, resulted in the reunion ot the aged man and his niece, Mrs. Josephine Horn, of Hillsboro, whom he had not seen or heard from In thlrty-Sve years. Mrs. Horn believed her aged relative was dead until she read of his being baptized in the unusual manner. " Odd Fellows of the state ane preparing to sit up and take notice when the case of Charles Kassebaura against the Sheridan encampment is called for trial. As a surprise it was ordered that the doctor, the nurse and the neighbors publish their depositions 'regarding the result of Kassebauni's injuries received during initiation. The introduction of things not authorized in the ritual caused the Injury and several lodge secrets will be laid are this week. All attempts to compromise the case heretofore have failed. Returniug to Bloomfield, after an absence of thirty-five years, Charles L. Rader, who grew to young manhood in that place, is able to find a few residents whom he knew In hit earlier days. At the close of the Civil war Rader went to Montana, wher he nowi lives. He has four times served the county, of which" White Sulphur Springs is the county seat, as sheriff, and has become wealthy la the sheep raising business. He now owns a sheep ranch of 1,100 acres and several hundred acres of valuable farming land. Dr. Charles L. Williams, a St: Taul physician, has grafted sixteen pieces of cuticle to the leg of F. W. Avery, a business man of the town. Avery has been confined to his bed for the' last eight weeks with an ulcerated leg, he having been troubled with the disease for more than fifty years. Sixteen patches of "live" Vkin, each about three-fourths of an inc' square, were, taken from the bodies of Cumberland Bush, Burley Evans, Wayne Davis and George Jewell. There were grafted on Avery's leg and the doctor now, has hopes of his patient's ultimate recovery. ith accommodation ror omj-si portion of the applicants for treatment, the Anti-Tuberculosis League will soon reopen its camp for the treatment of tuberculosis patients, at Pottawattomie park near South Bend. The cottages will provide for the treatment of but six patients at a time, although many times that number have applied for treatment. The colony; was closed at the beginning of win ter on account of the open construction of the buildings. Extensive improvements have been made and hereafter it will be possible to keep the camp open the entire year. The administration building has been thoroughly repaired" and has been placed in good condition. A heating plant has been installed and the building has been securely closed to the wintry blasts. Walks have been built about the camp and various other repairs have been made. Jonathan J. Frruey, age seventy, a retired farmer of MadisOn County, and Mrs. Nancy Foster, cged seventy, of Greenville, O., were married recent ly at the home of the bride's daughter, Mrs. A. C. Blevins, In Anderson, Fire .of unknown origin destroyed the large stock barn on the farm of Harve Tlndal, five miles notrh of Velpen, together with Its contents, including four head of sheep, chickens and Billle, a thoroughbred jack, valued at $500. Henry B. Click, age twenty-three, a Pennsylvania brakeman, was struck by a fast pasenger train and instantly kille i at Maples. Glick had been employed by the railroad company for four weeks. A Jury in the Noble Circuit Court convicted Ray Smith, age twenty-four, of assaulting Bertha Glrton, ge seven, at Ligonier on November 19, and sen tenced him to servo a term of ninetynine years in the penitentiary. Smith is a deserter from the navy and was in hiding at his mother's home at the time he committed the crime. Mrs. Ella Hoffman sold 1.C00 bush els of corn at Timothy Conner's grain elevato in Milton for 50 cents a bushel. Tbj corn was raised on Mrs. Hoff man's farm, near Elwood, and will b shipped to Milton. Death claimed Mrs. Richard Bowling, of Washington, a bride of lest than a year, following an operation for appendicitis. She went to a hospital at Louisville two weeks ago but refused to be operated on there. Aftci returning to Washington she consented to the operation. Mrs. Bowling w4 prominent In church work.