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Pampered Tor Heel Editor.
| We are really becoming quite vain '
about the interest the ladies of Mount j
Airy take in us. They admit us to i
the sacred precincts of their kitchens, |
let us tatste wonderful and delightful ;
concoctions in the making, allow us j
to view in awestricken admiration '
rows of beautiful cakes and then j i
take us in the parlor and sit down
and and tell us the inside secrets of !
the next big "affair." It is an envia- i
ble thing to be a newspaper man ic
Mount Airy.?Blue Ridge (NT. C.)
Breeze. i
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Some Men.
Men are unappreciative of effort3 j 1
of their wives to look beautiful. During
the recent absence of an Atchi- | 1
eon man his wife put up her hair in j
curl papers every night, and washed ' ?
hei- gray hairs in a new kind of tea ,
women have discovered. She sup- ; i
posed that when her husband re- j e
tr~ned home he would remark her J
Improved appearance. But he didn't! f
And his wife is still pouting.?Atchi- (
son Globe. : 1
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eallycuresinlto3days. Its action is remark- | ?
able. It removes at once the cause and th? | .
disease immediately disappears. First dose ; 1
greatly benefits. 75c. ana 81. At druggists. 1
Of the 147.000,000 of Russia's population , j
100,1300.000 are peasants.
Itch cured in 30 minutes by Woolford'a {
Sanitary Lotion. Never fails. At druggists. ^
Steel needles -were first made in England :
in 1545. ?
H. H. Green's Soxs, of Atlanta,Ga.,are j 9
the only successful Dropsy Specialists in the
world. See their liberal offer in advertise- , 8
ment in another column of this paper. j J
In Texas there is a man who carries on ' [
a regular trade in rattlesnakes. j '
Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup for Children
teething, softens the gums, reduces inflammation,
allays pain, cures wind colic, 25c. abottle. , c
Partners in Crime.
The hard-looking customer had t
been arrested for stealing an um- ; v
brella. r
"What have you to say for your- ; c
self?" asked the police justice. "Are i
you guilty or not guilty?" I
"I'm one o' the guilty ones, y'r J t
honor, I reckon," answered the pris- ; ^
oner. "The umbrella had the name j
of J. Thompson on the handle,\G. H. I
Brickley stamped on the inside o' the ;
cover, an' I stole it from a man
named Quimby."?Chicago Tribune.
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reach the seat of the disease. Catarrh u 8
blood or constitutional disease, and in order 1
to cure it you must take internal remedies. '
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Hall's Catarrh Cure is not a quack
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and is a regular prescription. It is composed
of the best tonics known,combined witn the
best blood purifiers, acting directly on the
mucous surfaces. The perfect combination
of the two ingredients is what produces
such wonderful results in curing catarrh. I
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Sold by druggists, price, 75c.
Take Hall's 1 amily Pills for constipation. [
Retreat? .Never! j
In an Irish garrison town a theatrical
company was giving perform- j
ances, and some soldiers from the lo- j
cal barracks were engaged to act as j
supers. Their duties included the | o
waging of a fierce fight in which, af- j o
ter a stirring struggle, one army was b
defeated on a given signal from the !
prompter. For a few nights all went ;
*ell, but on the Friday evening a
special performance of the piece was
to be given under the patronage of
the colonel and other officers of the
garrison. The two armies met as
usual at the end of the second act,
wfeen they fought and fought and
j:ept on fighting, regardless of the j
gonized glare in the eye of the ac- j
tor general, who horsely ordered the ,
proper army to "Retreat, confound ,
you." But the fight still went on, I
and soon the horrified manager Baw
ihe wrong army being driven slowly j
?ff the stage, still fighting desperate- !
ly. Down came the curtain amid 1
roars of laughter, and the fuming i
manager hastened to ask the delinquents
why they had failed to re!
treat on hearing the signal.
"Retraite," roared a burly fusilier,
whose visage had been badly battered,
"and is it retraite ye'd have
us, wid the colonel and all the offl- ^
cers in the boxes?"?Tit-Bits. 5
Kid Glove Caricaturists.
The most prevalent and dangerous
vices of our time are cowardice and
Insincerity, and the timidity of our
invective seems to be as much a
symptom of those vices as of any new j
virtues. There is little fear now of
any excess in English caricature. '
What it needs is more of the energy
of righteous indignation. ? London
Times.
OLD SOAKERS
Get Saturated With Caffeine.
i
When a person has used coffee for 1
a number of years and gradually de- j
clined in health, it is time the coffee ;
should be left off in order to see j
whether or not that has been the
cause of the trouble.
A lady in Huntsville, Ala., says she
used coffee for about 40 years, and
for the past 20 years was troubled !
with stomach trouble.
"I have been treated by many phyKnt
nil in iroln In or I
OAV*XC4JUO} UUl ail 1U ? UJUi ? V^l J l,uiug I
failed to perfect a cure. I was pros- ! '
trated for some time, and came near :
dying. When I recovered sufficiently
to partake of food and drink I tried s
coffee again and it soured on my 1
stomach. 1
UI finally concluded coffee was tke i
cause of my troubles and stopped
using it. I tried tea and then milk in :
its place, but neither agreed with me, I
then I commenced using Postum. I |
had it properly made and it was very j
pleasing to the taste.
UI have now used it four months,
and my health is so greatly improved |
that I can eat almost anything I want 1
and can sleep well, whereas before I ,
suffered for years with insomnia. . j ;
"I have found the cause of my trou- i
bles and a way to get rid of them. ;
You can depend upon it I appreciate | ,
Postum."
"There's a Reason." Read "The > .
Boad to Wellville," in pkgs. j ;
Ever read the above letter? A j ]
new one appears from time to time.
They are genuine, true, and full ol
human interest.
IA SISTER'S SACRIFICE!
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"O dear me! Marie, are you not
tired of this work, work, work, day
after day, and no change?"
These words were spoken by a very
pretty girl, sitting in a most comfortable
little parlor, one side of which
was formed of a wide screen lined
with green silk, which divided it from
another portion of the room fitted up
as a jewelry store.
Marie and Jeanne were the daughters
of Pierre Galoubet, a diamond
jeweler, renowned more for his taste
and honesty than for his fortune or
his luxury. He was a widower with
;wo daughters.
Marie and Jeanne were the very
Idols of his heart. Pierre had been a
soldier in his youth, like most Frenchmen,
and during his absence in Algiers
his wife had died. When he
:ame back a kind neighbor took him
:o her cottage, and leading him to a
:radle, showed him two little infants
sleeping side by side on the same pilow.
Pierre knew that in his absence
l child had been born to him, but he
lad had no communication from
lome for more than a year before his
eturn. He therefore turned from
he children to his neighbor with a
ook of Inquiry.
"Are they both my children?" said
le.
"Why, no," replied Jacquinette.
There's a whole history about them,
ind, Pierre, as you are a clever man,
ind have traveled all over the world,
'ou perhaps will be able to settle a
joint that has puzzled us ever since
he death of your wife."
"What is it?"
"Why, which of these two is your !
laughter?"
"Which??why, who is the other?" j
"Oh, one day, about a month after |
he birth of your child, when your i
tHfo rmarior? the ontlae-p rinnr in the
norning, she found on the threshold
ine of these infants. She knew which
t was, but you know poor Mme.
5ierre died suddenly, and she never
tad time to tell me which daughter
vas yours."
Again Pierre leaned over the ba-'
lies, and as they opened their eyes
md smiled on him, Pierre felt as if
10th were appealing to his heart, both
isking his protection.
From that hour Galoubet called
>oth children his, and Marie and
Teanne, as he christened them, for
hey had no name until his return,
>ecame the idols of his life.
When they were grown up, Marie
ind Jeanne, who both adored their
ather, helped him in his business.
Marie kept the books, and Jeanne,
rho had a great talent for drawing,
7hich had been cultivated, made the
Irawings and designs for the setting
if the diamonds. . I
They were now both eighteen; at |
east, knowing the age of one, Pierre
iad always put them down as the
ame age; their father's strict honisty
had prevented his making a forune,
but, thanks to the management
if Jeanne, they were in easy and comortable
circumstances.
Of late a cloud, however, had risen
n the household so full of thesunshine
if affection. Jeanne had grown penive,
and even looked pale and thin,
eceiving her father's caresses with
ndifference, and sitting for hours,
lencil in hand, without drawing a
troke. Now, on this evening, when
he. sisters were alone together,
eanne had pushed the paper from
ler with disgust, and throwing down
ter pencil, had declared her dissatisaction
to her sister.
"Jeanne," said Marie, looking up, i
you have never felt dissatisfaction j
?efore, but you are unhappy, and you
pill always be so until you confide
pnat trouoies you to your Dest
riends, your father and your sister."
"Not to my father; I dare not, but
o you, Marie. O sister, I am so
yretched!"
"Wretched??why, what has hap- j
>eued ?"
"Marie," said Jeanne, sitting down
in a stool at her feet, "listen, but do
lot look at me. Some months ago,
rou remember, I came home one Sunlay
morning from church, where I
lad gone with our servant, with a
prained anlde."
"Yes, I remember."
"Well, I had fallen?slipped off the
narble steps of the church, and
'ainted from the pain. Well, as I
ay there, and the crowd began to
gather around me, a gentleman advanced,
and putting aside those who
:rowded over me, lifted me up in his
trms. Preceded by his servants, who
nade way for him, he carried me to
lis carriage, and placing me in it,
isked our servant our address, and
Irove me home. He was young,
landsome, and in manner so fasciniting
as to have been able to dispense
ivith being either, Marie. The next
:lme I went out I met him. I have
seen him often since; he loves me:
[ love him."
"Well, if he is an honest man, true
ind sincere in his love, why should
i*ou be unhappy? You know your
'ather will consent?"
"He is the Due Octave de Blossac."
"The Due de Blossac, Jeanne?"
"Yes."
"But not an honest man, or he
tvould never have dared to speak to
pou of love."
"He is an honest man, for when he
spoke to me of love, he told me that
le could not marry me, but he offered
:o devote his life to me; he offered
aever to marry."
"But he did not offer to marry
J'OU ? "
"You know that was impossible. So
we are parted, I suppose forever;
and that is why I am wretched."
"Jeanne," said Marie, "if he loved
you?but no, I will not talk thus to
vo>'.: vou .irp blinded bv love?I will
tell you to think of our father, whose
only hope we both are, whose only
love we both are."
"Yes; my father, ray own dear
father; but his love cannot be the
only love of my life."
At this moment the door opened,
and Pierre himself entered the room.
His daughters rose and rushed up to
him, throwing their arms around him.
' My dearest father, you look sad;
tell me what is th3 matter with you."
14AL, girls, girls, my own two chil
dren?for you are both my children,
are you not?"
"Yes."
"Something has happened that I
felt would happen one of these days.
It is proved to me that some one beside
me has the right to love one of
ycu."
"Ah, father, what do you mean?"
"You know you own history?you
know that one of you is not my
daughter."
"We have never liked to think of
it."
"Well, children, this evening I had
an appointment, of which I told you
nothing, so much did I dread it. It
was with an eminent lawyer. He has
proved distinctly to me the persoD
who claims one of you; told me the
whole story; but how am I to part
with either of you?"
"Which of us, father, is not youi
child?"
"Here precisely is the puzzle; we
cannot tell; but I cannot give uf
either of you, for I love one as well a?
the other."
"We both love you as our father;
we do not want to leave you; we
can love no other father but you."
"The daughter that is not mine
has neither father nor mother; it i?
her mother's mother who claims her.
But she will give her what I cannot
give?a great name, riches, and a
position in society far above the one
I have placed her in. Which of you
is it?"
Jeanne and Marie ootn Kissea nis i
cheek; neither spoke. Jeanne wag j
thinking that the advantages he set
before her would have removed the
obstacles which separated her from
Octave, but she only sighed deeply; I
not for an instant did she dream that I
she could ever lay claim to all this
brilliant fortune; but Marie, taking '
her father's hand, calmly asked him '
if there was no sign by which they |
thought to recognize the rightful heir, j
"The heiress of the Marquis de j
Valbourg has a sign?so says a letter 1
from her mother. I do not think it )
is love that makes them so anxious i
to find her, but the Due de Blossac >
is heir to the property, >and the rev- '
enues of all the estates have been for j
years accumulating; until the death
of this girl is proved, the Due de .
Blossac cannot touch a penny. |
Jeanne, what is the matter with I
you?"
"Nothing, father; I feel faint."
"My darling, sit down."
"Well, you must know that by an ;
amicable arrar cement made years !
ago, when the existence of this daugh- [
ter was suspected, it was decided that i
when she should be found and in- ,
stalled in her rights, she should become
the wife of M. de Blossac, that 1
young, handsome duke, you know; i
he has been here often to buy dia- |
monds; but?Marie, Marie, look at
your sister; she has fainted!"
Jeanne was conveyed to her room, ,
for she had indeed fainted. An hour !
afterward Marie slowly entered the
room, where her father was anxiously ;
pacing the floor.
"Father," said Marie, "Jeanne is
better; she will sleep soon, and then
all will be right. Father, have you
a favorite between us?"
"Yes; the one who was sick when
you were children I always loved :
best; but now Jeanne is suffering and j
seems unhappy, why, darling, I think j
I love her"?
"Not better than your Marie; that i
can never be. But would you be con- j 1
tent to see Jeanne happy?"
"At any cost."
"Tell me the sign by which this
lady says she can recognize her
granddaughter."
"A violet mark imprinted in the J
way in which sailors mark their arms,
but over the heart."
"Then," said Marie, "you oust love
me best, father, for I am your child, !
and Jeanne is Duchess de Blossac." j
"To lose one of you is terrible, my
darling; but do you think that will
console her?"
"I do, tnoug" sue win never iorget
us." i
That night Marie knelt by her
Jeanne's bedside; the door was locked ,
and the sisters were alone.
"Marie!" exclaimed Jeanne; "I
cannot hear of this sacrifice. What '
right have I to deprive you"?
"Of nothing, my sister. You love
the duke, I do not. if I claim the inheritance.
I must become his wife. j
I cannot; so now submit."
Still Jeanne resisted; but Marie i
was firm, and drawing aside the !
night-dress, with a firm and light j
hand she pricked the shape of a vio- !
let just over her sister's heart. Then, |
rubbing it with gunpowder, she made
the mark indelible.
"Now, Jeanne," said she, "that Is
exactly like the one I have on?the
one, probably, my poor mother made, i
But I love Pierre, who has been to us j
a father; I have no taste for splendor, i
Be happy, my own sister, and do not '
forget us."
So Jeanne, In great state, was rec- j
ognized as the heiress of Madame de j
Valbourg, and a few days afterward 1
was married with great pomp and
ceremony to the Due de Blossac.
For a few days she had hesitated;
then she had determined not to accept
her sister's sacrifice; but she loved,
and the temptation was too strong; i
the inheritance she could huvT re- j
nounced, but Octave. So forever she ,
buried her secret in her bosom.
Without one pang did Marie watch ;
her sister drive away in her brilliant !
equipage; with a smile she looked up j
into her father's face, and he, wiping
a tear from his eye, pressed her i
to his heart, neither then nor to the
day of his death ever knowing that
the child who made his home sc
happy, who loved him so faithfully,
a woman full of sense, simplicity, and
sensibility, was the heiress of the
house of Valbourg, and should have i
worn a ducal coronet.?Health and |
Home.
Potential.
The country parson was condoling
with the bereft widow.
"Alas!" he continued earnestly, "I
cannot tell you how pained I was to
learn that your husband had gone to ;
heaven. We were bosom friends, but i
we shall never meet again."?Lippin- !
cott's.
In a single minute a machine which
cuts up wood to make matches will
turn out 40,000 "splints," as they
are called.
/
BE
Strange Fuss Over Fashions.
l#s strange how each new fashion
never fails to provoke general discussion,
the weight of it satirical or cynical.
As if there could be anything
strange in anything done by women!
Fashions everlastingly are altering,
and the wise mortal is proof against
surprises. A year ago there was all
the fuss about the Merry Widow hat.
Last cummer it was the coming of the
Directoire gown. Then it was the
huge spread north, south, east and
west of the early winter hat, and now
it is the hat shaped like a bowl!
What's new about that? Have we
forgotten that a bowl formed a hat
on the Mad Hatter's head while his
hair was being cut? Once there was
great talk and splutter about the
bloomer, but we soon got used to it.
Again, there was caustic comment
when the divided skirt came in, but
we accept it now without a murmur,
just as we accept the young woman
who rides astride. Foolish to worry
over any fashion, however ridiculous.
Nothing will prevent women obeying
the dictates of the fashion designer,
and why not receive the bowl hat
complacently??New York Press.
A New Fancy in Coats.
Transparency is to be the keynote
of the summer fashions, and the art
of being graceful in scantiness is
about to be superseded by that of
looking airy. The materials in which
the summer girl will float are cloudlike.
Most amazing are the coats and
wraps made of chiffon and gauze.
They are marvelous triumphs of
dressmaking skill, and can only be
fashioned by an artist. "The simple
life is fast disappearing," said one
woman, "and we of limited purses
have a harder time of it each season
to keep in the swim. This newest
whim of fashion, the transparent coat,
is palpably a money making scheme
)A Delicate Loaf Cake?
S. - F"
S" ? ) Two and one-half cupfuls o
bad f J Sllieu IIUU1,
QJ g* ) One cupful of milk,
OS J- ) One-half cupful of water,
IS ~ ' FOR !
Cp o j One-half cupful of butter,
<4? j
S3 ? . One cupful of sugar and thrc
? ? ''ggs.
ft? <? < Two and r.ne-half cupfuls c
== ? j sifted iiour,
of the modistes. It is necessary, of
course, to own one or two of these
perishable creations, which hard
usage or inclement weather will
quickly destroy. Then we invest in
other butterfly affairs, and so the
game by which we lose money quickly,
and the big importing houses make
it quickly, goes merrily on. There is
one redeeming feature to the costly
business, however, for, arrayed in
such apparel, we cannot fail to look
well."?New York Press.
?r*wi :??i. A
lUUUJCS&tt?
Helena Modjeska, Countess Bozenta,
had the most romantic and pathetic
history of any actress who has
graced the modern stage. In Poland,
her native land, her artistic and refined
nature brought her into prominence
as an actress and pointed to a
triumphant career among her own
people. But the curse of politics held
her in its grasp, and she awoke one
sad morning to find herself an exile
bereft of home ana resources.
Then she sought refuge here, having
mastered the intricacies of the
English language, and was among the
very first of foreign stars to assume
prominence on these shores.
Her forte was always the classic
drama, to vhich she brought a certain
sweet womanliness that was very
charming. Her slight accent added
to her reading, but the delight of her
work lay in her close fidelity to nature
and in the artistic but untheatric
methods she employed.
The closing yeard of her life were
not entirely happy, for she always
hoped and prayed for the day when
she might return to her beloved Poland
and receive the exoneration
which was her just due. Her favorite
line in "Mary Stuart," which
seemed to sum up ail her desire, read,
"My dearest, 'twas not to be!"?Boston
Post.
Just Don'ts.
Don't scowl or frown or knit your
brow. An unlovely expression will
counteract perfect features.
Don't mouth or bite your lips or
hang your lips open. Twisting and
contortion do not improve an ugly
mouth and ruin a pretty one.
Don't squint or wink your eyelids
or attempt "goo-goo" expressions.
Your eyes may not be glorious orbs,
but if left as nature made them they
will attract less unfavorable notice.
Don't look coquettish or pose or
smirk. Naturalness is one of the biggest
factors known.
Don't slap on peroxide or bought
locks under the impression that the
world is easily fooled. All three have
their places, but should be used discerningly.
uon i wear unuecumms tumuico v>i
hats or gown just because they are
the style. No one is so beautiful that
she can afford to be a slavish follower
of fashion.
Don't try to look younger than you
are nor older than you are, nor as if
you had more money than you have.
The girl who apes womanly clothes is
as unlovely as the old woman who
tries to be kittenish; while attempted
finery is hopelessly inartistic.
Don't neglect the value of sunlight,
fesh air and a good digestion as beauty
makers. Live out of doors and eat
sparingly and the measure of beauty
that is yours will be sensibly enhanced.?New
Haven Register.
A Lighthouse Keeper.
Miss Laura A. Recox, who for
twenty-seven years has tended the
light of the Santa Cruz lighthouse,
has but recently returned to her post
l'rom the last of the six vacations she
has taken during that period. Since
'SsM
1881 this woman has had absolute
charge of .the light, and In all that
time it has never gone out during the
night. Miss Hecox followed her father
in charge of the light. He was a retired
clergyman, who took the work
when his health broke down. With
him went his wife and girl. During
the thirteen years her father was in
charge Miss Hecox was practically the
real mistress of the lighthouse. When
his death came she applied for and
was given the work. Since that time
she has been steadily at it, cleaning,
tending and watching the light, that
it may be never dimmed. Then her
mother died in the old lighthouse,
and the woman was left alone with
her work. She loves It, and is never
satisfied if she is away from it for
long. Her only recreation is an occasional
visit to her brother, at Oceanside,
and gathering in sea specimens,
a collection of which she recently gave
to the Santa Crux library. Fortunately
for Miss Hecox,,' the Santa Cruz
lighthouse is not built on a rockbound
coast, but is bowered among
trees. The light is a modern one, of
twelve candle power, multiplied by
reflectors to something like 6C5 candle
power. During the twenty-seven
years it has been tended by Miss Hecox
no ship has been wrecked on the
Santa Cruz coast. ? Los Angeles
Times.
Business Side of Marriage.
Every married woman ought to
have an allowance and live opulently
within it. Every man ought to be
glad to grant sutfh an allowance ior
his own peace as well as his wife's
comfort. He should pay his wife at
least as promptly and generously as
he pays his hired man or his stenographer.
Why not?
The wise woman of to-day will not
marry without a good business agreement
to this effect. The woman who
)R SPONGE.
ii One-half teaspoonful of salt,
One teaspoonful of sugar.
One-half of a compressed yeast
cake.
SECOND MIXING.
Four tablespocnfuls of shred/
ded almondj,
e Two tablcspooniuls of shredded
citron,
if One teaspoonful of lemcfn extract.
?Ladies' World.
is growing wise by experience will
strike for such an agreement, and
keep on striking?or coaxing?until
she gets it. Here is a place for her
to use all her new thought, ingenuity,
faith and love.
T 9 ???* ttnnKnn/1 rtrnn't fnll TTnil
11 JUU1 nuouauu nuu u v>w a & j wu i>u<j
truth about his business, income or
profits, get a Bradstreet or Dun's report
on him! Then coax him into
making you an allowance, be it ever
so small. Ask him to try it a month
or two anyway. Catch him in a good
humor, look your sweetest and say
please pretty.
"You ought not to have to coax, for
what is rightfully yours?" Of course
not! But you are dealing with a
1 husband and a world, not as they
I ought to be, but as they are. See
I you adjust yourself accordingly, remembering
that there are several
matters in which you don't always
act as you "ought" to.
Lay judicious siege to your husi
j band's heart, and to his head?his
! sense of justice?and you will find
j his purse strings become more workable.?Elizabeth
Towne, in Nautilus.
I
Get About Gracefully.
! Fashion imneriously commands us
to wear our skirts most inconveniently
long In front. Some of us rebel
and hem them up or cut them short.
Others submit and trip over them
at awkward moments with more or
less embarrassing consequences,
j It is Infuriating to find, just at the
S moment one wishes to make a particularly
graceful entrance, that one's
skirt has managed to catch in the
steel buckle of one's shce, and that
the entrance has to be made in a kind
of hopping shuffle.
The ingenuity of lace skirts in getting
themselves hung up in this fashion
is past belief. One cannot admire
too much the skill wiih which
actresses manage these long skirts.
How they can run across the stage in
them is a puzzle to many in the
audience.
J A skirt that is too short in front,
i yet long at the back, is very ugly and
i ungraceful, but there is a happy mej
dium between this and the ultraj
smart one that lies on the ground an
j inch or two in front of the feet like a
trap to catch them. A fair one dej
scending from her motor at the en|
trance to a theatre the other evening
put one small foot upon the footboard
behind a length of skirt so unneces:
sary that the second foot stood fair
' and square upon it.
j The direct consequence was that
1 she fell into the arms'of the stalwart
uniformed official who commands the
coming and going of vehicles outside
this particular theatre. When she
recovered herself there was half a
yard of her skirt detached from the
rest by means of a long split. It is
really possible to be quite graceful in
a skirt only long enough to touch the
the ground in front, and there are
many thousands of well-dressed women
who cannot manage these longall-around
skirts gracefully.?Philadelphia
Record.
' Must Subscribe to Home Paper.
A league to promote refinement
! among young men has been organ|
ized by a number of young girls o?
Morocco, Ind. Among other things.
j tne giris assert, tnat tne rauure ot
, a man to take the home paper is an
! evidence of a lack of intelligence and
I that he will be too stingy to provide
' for a family and educate his children.
Tragic But True.
We have noticed that after a man
. has been married a year or two he
| quits wiping the dishes for his wife,
t \ ?Topeka Capital.
f
TRES?CENT WILSON
PLEADS FOR A
NATIONAL NEWSPAPER
Ilead of Princeton Says That the Oc?
cupant of the White House is the
Only Person Who Can Reach
All the People.
In responding to the toast "Our
Country and Our Day," at the 125th ;
annual dinner of the Friendly Sons '
of St. Patrick, at Delmonico's, New j
York City, President Woodrow Wil- .
son, of Princeton University, created ;
sorhe surprise when he said that there j
would be no real benefit derived from j
the intermingling of races in this i
country until the national newspaper J
had been established. He said that
at the present time the only voice
heard by all the people was that of
! the President, that his remarks and
opinions were the only ones printed
by all the papers.
"I have traveled around this country
a great deal and have read most
of the newspapers of importance and
I regret to say that as yet we have
no national newspaper," said Presi- i
dent Wilson. "All our newspapers
are alike. In opinions very largely
they are bounded by the localities in
which they are published. Every
newspaper, not excepting the great i
The only difference between the New J
York paper and the country paper is i
that the former has more live news to j
select from and the latter is forced j
to use press association despatches to j
fill space.
"The voice of the President is the ,
only one that reaches the people. |
His views are published in all the |
papers. Speeches and views by mem- j
bers of Congress are published perhaps
by the papers in their respective
districts, but never get to the general
public. The consequence is that the
President's voice is the only one
heard in public affairs. That is why
it is absolutely imperative that we
elect Presidents who have national
thoughts and inspirations. A national
newspaper that would reach
all the people would make for universal
intellectual development."
When asked later whether he believed
a national newspaper possible
in this country Dr. Wilson said:
"I believe that conditions make the
newspapers what they are. The conditions
in this country are such that
a national newspaper is an impossibility.
If an editor started out to
; publish a national newspaper in New
j York or anywhere else, owing to the
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j that he could carry out his purpose.
I Even with unlimited means and tryj
Ing to get out an ideal publication
j with a national scope, the task, in my
j opinion, could not be successfully accomplished.
I would not know how
j to tell him to go about it, as I have
never been a newspaper man myself."
"Do you think it would be possible
to eliminate local news to get a naj
tional paper?" he was asked.
I "No, I don't, especially in New :
! York. The only place where it would
| be at all reasonable or feasible to try
i the scheme would be in some largs
j capital like Washington, maybe, and\
I I hardly think that it would be posI
sible there. It is impossible to get
' national news and the local news, too,
i in a paper in this country, because it
j ts so big.
"By a national newspaper I mean
| one that publishes all the news of in- i
iay-not frnm all rtvor thd milTltrV. The I
focal events in New York are of so
much interest that the Associated
Press despatches from elsewhere are
crowded out. I read the country
j newspapers for national news, bej
:ause their columns cover a much
wider range, having less local matter
! to print.
' As for foreign news, the papers
In this country print practically none.
I have to get the London Times to
! read the foreign news, and then it is
a week or so old." , .
"Do you believe that a national
newspaper exists anywhere?" Dr.
i Wilson was asked. !
"Yes, I believe the London Times
is a national newspaper. But then, i
you see, England is a snug little coun- ;
j try and very small as compared with ,
I our great area. London is the one |
great centre of English life as well 1
as the capital of the country. It is
i fairly simple to make a London paper
I national.
"But in this country we have so
I many centres that there is no one
I great capital of all American interj
ests. As I said, the President of the
{ United tSates is the only national
; figure. It might be possible to get
up such a newspaper in Washington,
but then it would largely be devoted I
to politics and national only in that
sense. New York would overshadow
it as a news centre, and then we
would get back to the local bugaboo.
No, I don't believe that the scheme is !
now possible in this country."
A Matter of Principle.
"Will you have my seat?" he fnI
quired politely.
"On the ground that I am agea 1
and decrepit?" i
"No, indeed, madam."
"That I am young and beautiful, j
and possibly cot averse to a flirtation?"
"Certainly not. That Is"?
"Then it's simply because you are |
a gentleman. In this respect differ- .
ing from the fat person on the left ;
and the scrawy specimen at the right. 1
I am glad to learn of your principles,
sir, but this is my corner."?Philadel- ;
phia Ledger.
Irish Cream Jars by Mail.
Fresh cream is shipped from farms j
Ireland to consumers in London by :
parcels post. Thomas Bullock, who ;
has a farm in County Cavan, Ireland, I
devised a small Egyptian jar, holding [
a pint, with a special cork, by whica I
this could be safely done. The dis- j
tance is 400 miles, and the shipments ;
are made across the water from
Greenore, Ireland, to the nearest point
on the English coast. His customers
in London have often waited their
breakfast for their morning's supply I
of cream from his Irish farm.?New
York Press.
It has recently been shown that an
automobile can make the trip to Calcutta
from the extreme northern part
of India without a hitch. ^
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The Budding Poet.
Editor?' Is this your first effort?"
Budding ?oet ? "Yes, sir. Is it
nrnrfli onrfhlnty frt vnn?"
nvi tu auj buiug tvy' j vu .
Editor (with emotion) ? "It'?
worth $5, if you will promise not to v
write anything more for publication
until after this has been printed. I
want your entire output, you understand."
Budding Poet?"I'll promise that,
all right. When will it be printed?"
Editor?"Never, while I'm alive." *
?Chicago Tribune.
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I want every chronic rhenmatlc to throw
away all medicines, all liniments, all
plasters, and give MUNYON'S RHEUMATISM
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L.4
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your friends may say, no matter how
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remedies, go at once to your druggist
and get a bottle of the RHEUMATISM
REMEDY. It It falls to glv<? satisfaction,!
will refund yonr money.?Munyon
Remember this remedy contains no salicylic
acid, no opium cocaine, morphine or
other harmful drugs. It Is put up under
the guarantee of the Pure Food and Drug
Act. .
For sale by all drusrslsts. Price. 26c. \
A Total Abstainer. I
Excited Individual?"Is tbis where
the^ swear people?"
Commissioner For Oaths ? "Yesk
sir; what can I do for you?"
Excited Individual ? "I want to
take an oath never to put down anDther
carpet."?Tit-Bits.
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and Liver
Dr. Kennedy's Favorite Remedy
is the best and sorest
medicine for all diseases
of the Kidneys and Liv*J/'/
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eyes, swollen ankles,
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many other symptoms
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Bladder troubles.
Britain Ave., Hartford,
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Doctors seemed powe
r 1 e s s. I tried Dr.
David Kennedy's
Favorite Remedy. It
cured me completely."
Large bottles, $1.00,
all druggists.
Ir. some years the total of coffee,
tea and cocoa imports into this country
is considerably more than $100,000,000.
Coffee imports alone have
an certain occasions approximated
$100,000,000 in value.
On January 1 Canada was sheltering
38,258 Orientals-, Including 17,239
Chinese, 15,484 Japanese, and
5171 Indians. Canada has made
3ritlsh subjects of 7442 Orientals.
RAISED FROM SICK BED.
After All Hope Had Vanished.
w__ T TT Uonnott KQ Pniintaln I
iYira. j. xi. ?i --
St.. Gardiner, Me., says: "My back
Eused to trouble me so
severely that at last
I had to give up. I
took to my bed and
stayed there four
months, suffering intense
pain, dizziness,
headache and inflammation,
of the bladder.
Though without
hope, I began
'll I ' ^ using Doan's Kidney
Pills, and in three months was completely
cured. The trouble has never
returned."
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box.
Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
A Good Answer.
A branch train of a Kansas railroad
carried an old woman passenger
the other day, who was very fidgety
nflnmno onH a-nc r>nnHnii?llv nPR.
tering the conductor with questions.
"Which door do I go out?" she
asked the conductor as the train
pulled into the station where she
wanted to get off.
' Go either way, madam," replied
the ticket puncher. "Both ends of
the car stop."?Kansas City Journal.
Home Treatment.
In Troy last week one of the school
teachers, after having a medical examination
in her room, wrote the following
note to the parents of a certain
little boy: "Your little "boy,
Charles, shows signs of astigmatism.
Will you please investigate and take
steps to correct it?" To which she
received a note in reply saying: "I
don't understand exactly what Charles
has been doing, but I have walloped
him to-night and you whollop him
to-morrow and that ought to help
some."?Kansas City Star.