The Syracuse Journal, Volume 4, Number 31, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 30 November 1911 — Page 9

WHY THE FARMER AND HIS FAMILY SHOULD ATTEND THE INTERNATIONAL EXPOSITION. By CAPT. A. H. WADDELL. There are so many reasons why the farmer and his family should attend the great International Live Stock Exposition at Chicago, that it is well and opportune at this time to mention some of them. This great Exposition, the greatest indeed of all similar shows, is so apt to be viewed by the farmer, breeder, and stockman as merely a place where he should go to see the animals exhibited there, and for business purposes only. This is a very narrow view of so great and important a subject, for the animals seen at this Exposition, wonderful and extraordinary as they are, are but the results of years of labor on the great farms and ranges of the West, although they stand for the greatest and best of American breeding and feeding. The great object of the founders of the International Live Stock Exposition, was to present to the breeder! and farmers of this country, an object lesson of the highest ideals, and a school of instruction to which all could come and learn. It goes without saying, that the men who have made this great institution possible, and the breeders and feeders and farmers who have made it what it Is, are men of age and experience; and in order to perpetuate and improve this great school, and the methods through which it has gained its present day perfection, it is absolutely necessary that the sons of these men be permitted to see the show, and so start their lives of improvement from the advanced point at which their fathers stopped. This can never be realized by remaining on the farm and seeing only the stock their fathers raised; for every son is Imbued with the idea that his father breeds the best there is, and consequently, is under the impression that the of achievement has been attained on the home farm. Comparison is the only disilluslonizer, and it. is this above all things that the young man wants, not only to show him that there are hundreds as good as his father,-and scores a great deal better. This opens the eyes of these young men and causes them to put on the wise cap of thought and consideration as to why, how and where their own fathers fell short in gaining what the fathers of their contemporaries accomplished. ? Another thing that is sadly overlooked by the mon who contribute to the Exposition with their stock is the fact that their wives, the heart and soul of their homes, and the faithful and constant companions of their lives, have done their generous share and contributed in no small degree to their husbands* successes. Faithfully and uncomplainingly have they devoted their useful lives to the duties of ths home and the upbringing of their children, with the fostering care of motherhood. Uncomplainingly they live and abide in the environments of the ranch or farm, and day in and day out, from years end to years end, see nought of life in their sister world, save the occasional visit of a female friend. They tenderly prepare for their husbands’ annual outgoing to the great International Show, and lovingly await his looked for return. It would be but the pulling of a little wider of tho husband’s purse to giye to these admirable women a taste of the fascinations and enjoyments of a week’s visit to a great city, as well as to experience the delight of seeing the exhibits passed upon in the judging ring. Such a trip, apart from the good the change would do them, would serve the purpose of Intense enjoyment and interesting conversation on their re turn, and if we judge women aright, would instill into their sympathetic hearts a desire to still further assist in the future successes of their husbands. The daughters, too, of these people, particularly those who have attained or are verging upon early womanhood, would be greatly improved by the sights and surroundings* of a trip to Chicago and the International Show. Young minds are narrowed by a continuous residence among only those of their own lives and habits and upon such an occasion as this, fathers should expand still further the strings of their purses to enable these young women to see at least some little life, especially when under their own and their mother’s care. The delights of anticipation and the pleasures of accomplishment, are such inexpressible joys to youth that it is nothing short of Inconsiderate selfishness to prevent such occasional enjoyment to these young people, particularly when it can be attained at such comparatively little outlay. The good that such trips accomplish is shown in a thousand ways and there is not a breeder, feeder or farmer in the whole of the great west who will not realise that the companionship of his wife and children to Chicago during the week of the International Live Stock Exposition, December 2 to 9, has not only been an inexpressible delight to himself, but a benefit to his home, hl* business and his future. The man who tries to taper off in jin will soon be in over his head again. •Trs. Wlns'low’a Soothing Syrup fcr Children ♦eethiusr. softens the sums, reduces Inflammation, allays pain, cures wind colic. 25c a bottle. The man who is envious of evil’ •r* wi’i soo* be one himself.

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15 SYNOPSIS. Count di Rosin!. the Italian ambassador, is at dinner with diplomats when a messenger summons him to the embassy, where a beautiful young , woman asks for a ticket to the embassy ball. The ticket is made out in the name of Miss Isabel Thorne. Chief Campbell of the secret service, and Mr. Grimm, his head detective, are warned that a plot is brewing in Washington, and Grimm goes to the state ball for information. His attention is called to Miss Isabel Thorne, who with her companion, disappears. A »hot Is heard and Senor Alvarez of the Mexican legation, is found wounded. Grimm is assured Miss Thorne did Lt; he visits her, demanding knowledge of the affair, and arrests Pietro Petrozinnl. Miss Thorne visits an old bomb-maker, and they discuss a wonderful experiment. Fifty thousand dollars is stolen from the office of Senor Rodriguez, the minister from Venezuela, and while detectives are investigating the robbery Miss Thorne appears as a guest ,of the legation. Grimm accuses her of the theft; the money is restored, but a new mystery occurs in the disappearance of Monsieur Boissegur the French ambassador. Elusive Miss Thorne reappears, bearing a letter which itates that the ambassador has been kidnaped and demanding ransom. The ambassador returns and again strangely disappears. Eater he is rescued from an old house in the suburbs. It is discovered that Pietro Petrozinni shot Senor Alvarez and that he is Prince d’AbrUzzi. Grimm figures in a mysterious jail delivery. He orders both Miss Thorne and d’Abruszi to leave the country.

CHAPTER XIX. By Wireless. They paused in the office, the thre* of them, arid while Miss Thorne was giving some instructions as to her baggage the prince went over to the telegraph booth and began to write a message on a blank. Mr. Grimm appeared at his elbow. “No,” he said. “Can’t I send a telegram if I like?” Jemanded the prince sharply. “No, nor a note, nor a letter, nor may you speak to any one,” Mr. Grimm informed him quietly. “Why, it’s an outrage!” flamed the prince. “It depends altogether on the viewpoint, your Highness,” said Mr. Grimm courteously. “If you will pardon me I might suggest that it is needless to attract attention by your present attitude. You may—l say you may—compel me to humiliate you.” The prince glared at him angrily. “I mean handcuff you,” Mr. Grimm added gratuitously. “Handcuff me?” “I shouldn’t hesitate, your Highne**, If it was necessary.” After a moment Miss Thorne signified her readiness, and they started out At the door Mr. Grimm stopped and turned back to the desk, as if struck by some sudden thought, leaving them together. “Oh, Miss Thorne left a message for some one,” Mr. Grimm was saying to the clerk. “She’s decided it is unnecessary.” He turned and glanced toward her, and the clerk’s eyes followed his. “Please give it to me.” It was passed over without comment. It was a sealed envelope addressed to Mr. Charles Winthrop Rankin. Mr. Grinim glanced at the superscription, tore the envelope into bits and dropped it into a basket. A minute later he was assisting Miss Thorne and the prince into an automobile that was waiting in front. As the car moved away two other automobiles appeared from corners nearby and trailed along behind to the station. There a private compart-ment-car was in readinessjor them. It was a long, dreary-'nde—a ride of utter silence save for the roar and clatter of the moving train. Mr. Grimm, vigilant, implacable, sat at ease; Miss Thorne, resigned to the Inevitable, whatever it might be, studied the calm, quiet face from beneath drooping lids; and the prince, sullen, scowling, nervously wriggled in his seat. Philadelphia was passed, and Trenton, and then the dawn began to break through the night. It was quite light when they rolled into Jersey City. “I’m sorry for all the inconvenient I have caused,” Mr. Grimm apologized to Miss Thorne as he assisted her to alight. “You must be exhausted-.” “If it were only that!” she replied, Uth a slight smile. “And is it too laxly to ask where we are going?” The prince turned quickly at the question. “We take the Lusitania for Liverpool at ten o’clock,” said Mr. Grimm obligingly. “Meanwhile let’s get some coffee and a bite to eat.” “Are you going to make the trip with us?” asked the prince. ‘ Mr. Grimm shrugged his shoulders. Weary 9and spiritless they went aboard the boat, and a little while .ater they steamed out into the stream and threaded their way down the bay. Thorne stood at the rail gazing back upon the city they were leaving. Mr. Grimm stood beside her; .the frlnce, still sullen, still scowling, sat I dozen feet away.

“This is a wonderful thing you have done, Mr. Grimm,” said Miss Thorne at last. “Think you,” he said simply. “It was a destructive thing that you intended to do. Did you ever see a more marvelous thing than that?” and he indicated the sky-line of New York. “It’s the most marvelous bit of mechanism in the world; the dynamo of the western hemisphere. You would have destroyed it, because in the world-war that would have been the first point of attack.” She raised her eyebrows, but was silent. “Somehow,” ne went on after a moment, “I could never associate a woman with destructiveness, with wars and with violence." “That is an unjust way of saying it,” she interposed. And then, musingly; “Isn’t it odd that you and —I standing here by the rail—have in a way held the destinies of the whole great earth in our hands? And now your remark makes me feel that you alone have stood for peace and the general good, and I for destruction and evil.” “I didn’t mean that,” Mr. Grimm said quickly. “You have done your duty as you saw it, and —” “Failed!” she interrupted. “And I have done my duty as I saw it.” “And won!” she added. She smiled a little sadly. “I think, perhaps you and I might have been excellent friends if it had not been for all this.” “I know we should have,” said Mr. Grimm, almost eagerly. “I wonder if you will ever forgive me so “Forgive you?” she repeated. “There is nothing to forgive. One must do one’s duty. But I wish it could have been otherwise.” The Statue of Liberty slid by, and Governor’s Island and Fort Hamilton; then, in the distance, Sandy Hook light came into view. “I’m going to leave you here," said Mr. Grimm, and for the first time there was a tense, strained note in his voice. Miss Thorne’s blue-gray eyes had grown mistily thoughtful; the words startled her a little and she turned to face him. “It may be that you and I shall never meet again,” Mr. Grimm went on. “We will meet again,” she said gravely. “When and where I don’t know, but it will come.” “And perhaps, then we may be friends?” He was pleading now. “Why, we are friends now, aren't we?” she asked, and again the smile curled her scarlet lips. “Surely we are friends, aren’t we?” “We are,” he declared positively. As they started forward a revenue cutter which had been hovering about Sandy Hook put toward them, flying

“Isn’t It Odd That You and I—Standing Here by the Rail—Have, in a Way, Held the Destinies of the Whole Great Earth in Our Hands.”

some signal at her masthead. Slowly the great boat on w’hich they stood crept along, then the clang of a bell in the engine-room brought her to a standstill, and the revenue* cutter came alongside, “I leave you here,” Mr. Grimm said again. “It’s good-by.” “Good-by,” she said softly. “Goodby, till we meet once more.” She extended both hands impulsively and he stood for an Instant staring into the limpid gray eyes, then, turning, went below. From the revenue cutter he waved a hand at her as the great Lusitania, moving again, sped on het way. The prince joined Miss Thorne at the rail. The scowl was still on his face. “And now what?” he demanded abruptly. “This man has treated us as if we were a pair of children.” “He’s a wonderful man,” she replied. “That may be —but we have been fools to allow him to do all this.” Miss Thorne turned flatly and faced him. “We are not beaten yet,” she said slowly. “If all things go well we —we are not beaten yet.” The Lusitania was rounding Montauk Point when the wireless brought her to half-speed with a curt message: “Isabel Thorne and Pietro Petrozinnl aboard Lusitania wanted on warrants charging conspiracy. Tug-boat will take them off, intercepting you beyond Montauk Point “CAMPBELL. Secret Service.” “What does that mean?” asked the prince, bewildered. “It means that the compact will be signed In Washington in spite of Mr. Grimm,” and there was the glitter of triumph in her eye*. “With the aid of one of the maids in the depot at Jersey City 1 managed to get a telegram of explanation and instruction to De Foe in New York, and thia is the re-

suit. He signed Mr. Campbell's name I suppose, to give weight to the me* sage.” An hour later a tug boat came along side, yid they went aboard. CHAPTER XX. The Light In the Dome. From where he sat, in a tiny alcove which jutted out and encroached upon the line of the sidewalk, Mr. Grimm looked down on Pennsylvania Avenue, the central thread of Washington, ever changing, always brilliant, splashed at regular intervals with light from high-flung electric arcs. The early theater crowd was in the street; well dressed, well fed, careless for the moment of all things save physical comfort and amusement; automobiles, carriages, cabs, cars flowed past endlessly;and yet Mr. Grimm saw naught of it. In the distance, at one end of the avenue the dome of the capitabcleft the shadows of nigbt, and a single light sparkled at its apex; in the other direction, at the left of the treasury building which abruptly blocks the wide thoroughfare, were the shimmering windows of the White House. Motionless, moody, thoughtful, Mr Grimm sat staring, staring straight ahead, comprehending none of these things which lay before him as in a panorama. Instead, his memory waa conjuring up a pair of subtle, bluegray eyes, now pleading, now coquet tish, now frankly defiant; two slim, white, wonderful hands; the echo ot a pleasant, throaty laugh; a splendid, elusive, radiant-haired phantom. Truly, a woman of mystery! Who wai this Isabel Thorne who, for month* past, had been the storm-center and directing mind of a vast International intrigue which threatened the world with war? Who, this remarkable young woman who with ease and assurance commanded ambassadors and played nations as pawns? Now that she was safely out of the country Mr. Grimm had leisure to speculate. Upon him had devolved the duty of blocking her plans, and he has done so —merciless alike of his own feelings arid of hers. Hesitation or evasion had never occurred to him. It was a thing to be done, and he did it. He wondered if she had understood, there at the last beside the rail? He wondered if she knew the struggle it had cost him deliberately to send her out of his life? Or had even surmised that her expulsion from the country, by his direct act, was wholly lacking in the exaltation of triumph to him; that it struck deeper than that, below the listless, official exterior, into his personal happiness? And wondering, he knew that she did understand. A silent shod waiter came and placed the coffee things at his elbow. He didn’t heed. The waiter poured a demi-tasse, and inquiringly lifted a lump of sugar in the silver tongs. Still Mr. Grimm didn’t heed. At last the waiter deposited the sugar on the edge of the fragile saucer, and moved away as silently as he had come. A newspaper which Mr. Grimm had placed on the end of the table when he sat down, rattled, a little as a breeze from the open window caught it, then the top sheet slid off and fell to the floor. Mr. Grimm was still staring out of the window. Slowly the room behind him was thinning of its crowd as the theaterbound diners went out in twos and threes. The last of these disappeared finally, and save for Mr. Grimm there were not more than a dozen persons left in the place. Thus for a few minutes, and then the swinging doors leading from the street clicked, and a gentleman entered. He glanced around, as if seeking a seat near a window, then moved along in Mr. Grimm’s direction, between the row* of tables. His gaze lingered on Mr. Grimm for an instant, and when he came opposite he stooped and picked up the fallen newspaper sheet. (TO BE CONTINUED.) FINE CHANCE FOR INVENTORS Urgent Demand for Telephone Booth Sliding Door That. Will Really Slide. Inventors are requested by suffering New Yorkers to exercise their ingenuity on a telephone booth sliding door that will really slide. Heading the petition is the namo of a woman who had a curious experience in a drug store booth. “There are two booths in that store side by side,” she said. “They are about as big as match boxes and are open at the top so when there is a lull in street noises t£e conversation in each can be heard in the other. One day when listening to a long and interesting communication from the friend I had called up, I heard a man In the adjoining box ask for the number of our own telephone up town. Presently he said: “Can’t you get them. Central?” 5f course Centra) couldn’t get us, for I learned afterward that not even the maid was home, so he rang off and left the booth. “I was most anxious to detain him and learn his message. I insulted my friend for life by saying: “I can’t listen to any more now.' but might just as well have let her finish, for ! cquldn’t get out of that booth. I pulled and. tugged at the door, but it wouldn’t budge. Finally a drug clerk let me ou«., but the man had got away by that time and I don’t know to this day whq he was or what he wanted to tell us. Imagine having to go through life with a mystery like that unsolved The telephone company cannot equli their booths wijb movable doors too soon, I think.” Land of Farm*. Egypt’s land for the most part divided up into small holdings of froa half an acre to fifre acre*

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PRETTY LITTLE CLOAK FOR CHILD OF ANY AGE BETWEEN FOUR AND SEVEN. Distinctive Touches Call for Little Expenditure and No Great Amount of Thought in the Devising of the Garment. What a- comfort it must be to mothers who must fume and fret over the making of their own clothes to turn to the simpler needs of the children’s wardrobes! There are no complications here, no tight skirts that must be cut and fitted just so, no sleepless nights spent over what one should and should not bfiy. The way Is made clear by the clever inventors of children’s complicated effects, for everyday wear, and upon materials that have stood the test of years. The makers repeat the models and no-

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body cares. The home sewing mother sees whari her neighbor’s child is wearing and copies it, and there is no bad feeling between the homes. Our illustration displays the sort of coat that suits a child from four to seven, for when the youngest ages are considered in a style there is always a babyish touch to the article, whatever it is. The straight sacque shape of this double-breasted cloak, simple as it is, however, will suit the richest as ■well as the plainest materials, and also pretty touches with fur. An economical scheme is suggested in the present instance, the coat being of quite a cheap fancy coating and the bit of trimming, looking like fur or astrakan cloth. Smarter coats may be made in

REMNANTS WORTH PICKING UP Embroidery Flouncing Useful on Future Occasions Should Not Be Overlooked. Now’s the time to pick up remnants of embroidery flouncing that can be used for various things. The embroidery ruffle on the underskirt is always attractive. In either blind or eyelet work it looks well and outlasts lace. Fine batiste can be combined with lace and the body of the goods matched and tucked bands incorporated with the embroidery to form exquisite blouses. Lingerie nats for young girls, for little tots and for older women are easily fashioned of short lengths of fine embroidered flouncing. Edge the scallops with lace or face the entire brim with ruffles of net. Although we are thinking of the last rose of summer, there will be many occasions that will demand a pretty dressy bat, especially in the evenings. Yokes can be made of flouncing, the remainder of a bodice made of tucked material. This same idea can be reversed and plain tucked yokes com bined with embroidered lower portions. For finishing Combinations a narrow flouncing of fine lawn or batiste is not 10 be improved upon. Corset covers also can be made entirely of flouncug with straps of embroidery or lace As for edging bureau scarfs, making oincushions, etc., the opportunities re without number; the clever wornn sbculd be not hampered by a pauily of ideas for the use of odd pieces.

either of these styles of corduroy, ve! veteen or plain cloth, but when money Is nqt plentiful a reversible o> mixed wool would be the best cholct for a coat that must do for all occa sions. in the departments of costly things the imported coats, hats and frock: that appeal to fat purses and that fol low many of the vagaries ot adul styles, there Is a decided tendency to ward the use of tarnished gold and s!J ver trimmings. As many ot thest beautiful garments as are left ovei at holiday time will be much reduce! then, and If none can be purchased there is always a hint to be got iron them. But it is the child around tin baby age—under five —that Is mos often allowed the tinsel trimmings, the bigger ones cannot ape their eld ers in such extravagances. Yet wha a fairy touch the tarnished laces an< braids give dress, although, of course everything else must accord. Irish Centerpieces. Os all the different styles of embroidery on centerpieces, doilies and lunch cloths, Irish embroidery is the most serviceable. It will stand twice the wear and tear that any other kind will endure, and after years of use will look as fresh and well as when It was new. The work is slightly padded and stands out from the linen, the padding often being done with tiny bits of raw cotton or else filled in with darning thread. Over this the embroidery is worked in the satin stitch, sometimes having the edge- of the pattern done in the outline stitch, which gives a little more firmness to the work. Edges are either hemstitched or finished with a scallop that is button-holed over a slight padding. Fringed edges are not serviceable and are no longer fashionable. A centerpiece and set of half a dozen doilies makes an ideal gift for the bride. Excessive Perspiration. Few of the sufferers from this hateful and uncomfortable trouble know that it can be checked very considerably by washing or bathing in mustard water every morning. The mustard should be in the proportion of an egg tupful to a full sized bath, or a dessert spoonful to a washing basin It should color the water yellow, but not be strong enough to inflame or sting the skin. It has a most refreshing yet tightening effect upon the skin and absolutely prevents those unbecoming beads of perspiration rolling down the face, which are the woe of so many. A pad of linen, well soaked in mustard water and applied . to any place where perspiration ex- . tends, as to the arm-pits or fore- , head, makes matters more sure. A dusting of oatmeal also helps to complete the cure. Cross-Stitch Variation. A stitch that takes but about half the time of ordinary cross-stitch and is a rapid filler is useful when a coarse cotton or silk is used on a rather fine canvas. Carry the thread back from right to left along the line the stitches are to occupy and make the half-stitches across it from left to right. Two colors can be used in this way —a darker for the under straight lines and a lighter tone or contrasting shade for the half-stitches.

NEW WINTER MODEL 1/ ■ * V In Black Velvet Lined With Clue and Black Shot Silk. Lace Jabots. Lace jabots, which are very wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, are made of Irish lace, of maline lace and of immltation Venetian point. These are sold separately so they may be pinned to the plain blouse and taken off when it goes to the laundry

MEWSPAPER ADVERTISEMENT POINTSWAY TO HEALTH I can truthfully say that Dr. Kilmer** Swamp-Root is a very good medicine, not alone for kidney trouble, but also for weak and sore back, as well as for rheumatism. About a year ago I became ill and unable to work, my trouble being & lame back. I read of your SwampRoot in the newspaper and in an Almanac. Believing it would do ma good, I went to my druggist, Mr. Skinner, and purchased a bottle. Finding relief in one fifty-cent bottle, I purchased several more and In a short time was able to continue with my work and am today feeling well and strong. I always recommend Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root to my friends a* I believe it is as good a medicine as can be found. AUGUST STRONG, 3414 Washington Ave., No., Minneapolis, Minn. Mr. Skinner makes affidavit that h* sold the Swamp-Root to Mr. Strong. letter to l>r. Kiiaer A Co. N. T. Prove What Swamp-Root Will Do For Yon Send to Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y., for a sample bottle. It wIU convince anyone. You will also receive a booklet of valuable Information, telling all about the kidneys and Madder. When writing, be sure and mention this paper. Regular fifty-cent and one-dollar size bottles for sale at all drug stores. Wino Drinking. France alone pays, taxes in a good year on more than a thousand millions of gallons of wine—and there are six bottles to a gallon—while Algeria, planted witir; vines in the days of the phylloxera, supples no less than two hundred millions. A tonneau of 200 gallons Is a pretty large vessel; a thousand such would fill a good-sized ship; and we have a multiply that by a thousand before we reach the production of this one French colony — one-fifth of all th* wine consumed in France. PHYSICIAN ADVISES CUTICURA REMEDIES “Four years ago I had places bre*k out on my wrist and on my shin whieh would itch and burn by spells, and scratching them would not seem to give any relief. When the trouble first began, my wrist and shin itched, like poison. I would scratch those places until they would bleed before I could get any relief. Afterwards the plsces would scale over, and the flesh underneath would look red and feveHsh. Sometimes it would begin to itch until it would waken me from my sleep, and I would have to go through the scratching ordeal again. Our physician pronounced it “dry eczema.” I used an ointment which the doctor gave me, but it did no good. Then he advised me to try the Cuticura Remedies. As this trouble ha* been in our family for years, and 1* considered hereditary, I felt anxious to try to head it off. I got the Cutlcura Soap, Ointment and Pills, and they seemed to be just what I needed. “The disease was making great headway on my system until I got the Cutlcura Remedies which have cleared my skin of the great pest. From the time the eczema healed four years ago, until now, I have never felt any of its pest, and I am thankful to the Cuticura Soap and Ointment which certainly cured me. I always use the Cuticura Soap for toilet, and I hope other sufferers from skin diseases will use the Cuticura Soap and Ointment” (Signed) Irven Hutchison, Three Rivers, Mich., Mar. 16, 1911. Although Cuticura Soap and Ointment are sold by druggists and dealers everywhere, a sample of each, with 32-page book, will be mailed free on application to “Cuticura,” Dept. 17 K, Boston. Poor Conversationalist. “Is your husband a good after-din-ner talker?” “No, indeed. As soon as he’s had dinner he lies down on the couch and falls asleep, and I never get a word out of him." Doubtless. “She left me for some motive or another.” “Probably another.” — Lippincott’* Magazine

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