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miininn>>;iin;miiiiiiinniimiiiiiiiimiiii I THE I A Sviiliifiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii CHAPTER XIII?Continued. 1&? A prod of the six-shooter emphasized the command. The sheriff jumped. There was nothing else to da He was still floundering about on the inner margin of the pool behind the falls when the Pearlhunter landed lightly beside hiin, almost up-. on him. The passage was dark?dark as the Inside of a pistol barrel. It, was a very reassuring fact. It meant i that there was no candle burning far- j ther ahead in the cave. He was in time. Making sure of that very Im portant fact, he thrust the revolver j into the holster pocket at his hip. grasped the sheriff by the collar and hurried up the passage. By the same subtle instinct that had served hlin the night before, he knew when he reached the point at which the passage widened Into the cave. There he loosed the sheriff's collar and 6truck a match. The sheriff caught his breath and stared. The horse, the candle in the cranny, the saddle and spurs, the feed?all just^ as It had been described to him. *' ? "I never knew there was anything like this under Fallen Rock." "You're probubly the third man that ever did know it. Pick your steps across those slivers of shale there and get Into that pocket behind the hay. Hurry! We mustn't show much light. He's due an* minute." The one match served. So urgently did the Pearlhunter consider the need of haste that before It was gone they were crowded well back in the pocket beliiud the hay. "The instant you're convinced Tra cot the Red Mask, nudge me, and I'll give your revolver back. And I needn't tell you tnat wnen tne time comes to act, we've got to act quick." The two men had'stood In the pocket for what must have been half an hour, and the throb of the Pearlhunter's wound was becoming almost unbearable, when the horse grew suddenly quiet The Pearlhunter sank low In the cover and pulled the sheriff down beside him. A match scraped; a sputtering flame hunted the candle In the cranny; the cave, the horse, .the jaunty form of the man they awaited sprang out of the dark. He came straight to the horse; the one friend absolutely true to him in all his dangerous world; the one friend who still regarded him as a gentleman. ' The horse reached out his nose to meet him; rubbed his shoulder with his head. A moment the man gave to the caress, then hurried to ^ thq corn sack, laid three ears upon INHSfl roc^'- and turned to the hay. Now was the critical instant. If they escaped his glance now?I But he was totally unsuspecting. Without raising his eyes as far as the pocket, he grabbed up a handful or two of the brightest straws and turned back to the horse. "Short rations, tonight. Rocket; and 1 I'll make your toilet while you eat." j He took down from near where the saddle hung a curry comb nnd brush ( from another of the numerous cran- j nies of t"he cave and proceeded, with surprising skill and quickness, to 1 groom the horse. The task completed, he laid hack the brush and curry comb, and, lifting the feet of the horse, examined them one by one. nail by naH, afterward running his hands down, the horse's limbs and lingering i over each joint, finally summing up the ' Inspection by listening with no little care to the animal's breathing. It was the work of a master. The inspection over, he took the saddle down from the wall, threw It on the horse, drew the girths, hung the bridle on the horn, unstrapped his spurs from the hack of the saddle and buckled them to his heels.' "I wish I knew." he muttered, half to himself, apparently hnlf to his dumb companion, as he waited for the animal to finish his supper, "whether that Pearlhunter has left. It looks like he had. And yet. that's not like his breed?to cut out. Still, there's always a chance." Fie seemed to meditate: flung up his head with a bitter grimace and a toss of his hand. "Chaftce!" he growled. "What's life without its chance! Life! Huh! AI game of chance?with the cards stacked, and the devil's deal! Rocket, you'll carry double tonight. Yellow curls, eyes like bluebells and ankles ?! But high headed?she came devilish nigh shootin' me this afternoon! But the harder to tame, the better worth tamin'." The Pearlhunter was writhing back In the pocket, his fuce like the rock he crouched against; but the sheriff hadn't nudged him. The Red Mask looked down at the fast disappearing provender before the horse, walked back and forth across, the cave a time or two, turned and stood for a moment or two fumbling beLInd the oak root where it had been tied. "That sheriff." He straightened, threw up his head and laughed boisterously. "He couldn't find a lost elephant. let alone a wonderful, wee little drop of distilled vttchery like this." From the dry ^lay and shale back of the oak root he had drawn forth a small plush box. With the word "this" tie blew the dust off, and pushed in the catch. The lid flipped up. On the tiny cushion lay the Blue Moon twiukling In the candle-light, not unlike the princess that waked up in the cave of the iragon. At last came the sheriff's nudge. The Fearlhunter quietly passed his revolver over. There couldn't have been a sound In the act louder than the drawing of a breath, but somehow it must have reached the man by the horse. There came a change over his face?a change so slight as to be as ?ood as Imperceptible; to bo felt iiiiiiniiHiiiiiimiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiinniiuimi BLU TALE OF TH By DAVID . IllllllllllllllllllllllllillllilllllllllllillllllUIll rather than seen. Had he so much as I glanced toward the pocket back of the hay, the Pearlhunter would have acted on the Instant Put he didn't glance thnt way. Very leisurely he closed the box, put It In his vest pocket and looked down to see if the horse had finished his supper. The Pearlhunter was In the act of pressing against the knee of the sheriff in sign thnt the time had coine, when, totally without a warning sound, without the slightest preliminary motion, there came a shot from behind the horse that dashed the candle out. The shot was followed by a scuffle of feet. The Pearlhunter leaped the hny and charged through the dense dark straight at the horse. It wasn't there. From the passage came the clatter of hoofs. Followed by the stumbling sheriff, he groped his way to the mouth of the passage. He was barely In time to hear a splash, and the click of steel upon the rocks of the pool. CHAPTER XIV. Man to Man and an Even Draw. The candle lingered long that night ' * AAktn ?f + rroHIOC Thp ill nit; viiiuu ui mc mice old man was more than usually restless. The girl hovered about his chair constantly. She succeeded at last in coaxing him down in his chair, where he f-at groaning; mumbling in his beard; and whetting the knife on the pnlm of his hand. She had smoothed the cushions behind his head and stood stroking his face with her hand, when, without the least warning, the door flew open, and, sharply outlined against the dark background of the night, a man with a red mask over his face stalked across the threshold. He was, of course quite unaware tlint the girl already knew his identity. That probably explained why he had put on the mask. It would be impossible to describe the startling transformation it wrought on his sinister face. From out of all its many terrors the night could not have selected a more appalling one to fling into the cabin. The girl screamed and clung about the old man in the chair. Her scream seemed to rouse him. He glanced up. rubbed his wide, pitiful eyes, and. with a wild cry?more that of beast than man?sprang from the chair with a strength that sent the girl reeling. The Merciless Arm Struck Again and Again. Ills sleeping senses seemed to wnke, to recognize the object for which his ghostly eyes had searched the woods for weary years?a bit of red cloth with a certain face behind it. His "imf fmniP seemed to swell with a strength tremendous. He raised the knife and leaped toward the intruder. A giant's strength, but with the disordered unwieldiness of a stricken mind. The knife barely grazed where it was meant to kill. Before the gray giant could recover his ponderous strength to strike again, the Red Mask had him by the wrist, and, seemingly unwilling to risk the sound of a shot, was raining blows upon his head with the butt of his heavy revolver. It was a horrible thing to see. The girl stood with laced fingers, helpless with horror. The first blow brought the blood streaming out over the white hair and d^abled the old man so frightfully thut he ceased the struggle and stood quivering. But the merciless arm struck again and again until the vast frame drooped, shrank together, the knife fell from his fingers, his knees gave way and he sank groaning to the floor?writhed, struightened and laj still. The revolver was foul with blood and pray hair. The murderer noticed it, hastily wiped it away on a corner of the fallen man's coat, thrust it back into his pocket and raced the girl. The spell was broken. She started as if from a nightmare and sprang back of the chair. Like a man pressed for time, lie dashed after her. With the chair between them, she managed for a bare moment to keep beyond hit hands, lie kicked the chair out el the way. She darted toward the kitchen door, probably with the hopt of escaping to the woods, but he war | too close to her. She whirled toward the door of the bedroom. The tun j was fatal, ills hands reached her and I drove her back into the corner of tin room nt the head of the couch. She fought as only a woman fight! | ?for a stake infinitely higher that life itself. Since time begun the eartt | suged that struggle, iler dress iniiiiiiiiiHiiiiiniiiuiHiiiiiiiiiinniiHiiii E Mi [E FLATWOO A SfDEHSOJf llllllllllllllllllllllllllHllllllllllllllllllllill I was torn, her body bruised, her hand gradually driven together behind he back; a hot wild face near her owi A step creaked the plank at the doo Her assailant whirled at the sound an she sank panting against the wall. Just inside the door, his bod crouched forward, his lips tight drawi stood the tall form of the Pearlhun I er. Things happened so fast In the ne3 Instant thpt words are too slow 1 keep up with them. It was man t man, and an even draw. The tw shots came so close together that th hills out through the open door caugl but one echo. But the shot from the dot struck first?a scant little mite of a instant first?and jarred the aim t the other a trifle high. The shot froi the corner merely clipped a bandag at the top of *he Pearlhunter's shou der, drew a little welt on the skii and whistled harmlessly away into tli night. The bullet from the door ev dently found the core of the targe The Red Mask bent backward. Tt revolver dropped to his side. He trie to ruise it again; seemed surprise that he couldn't. He laughed oddl; - 1 aL and swore; stared round towaru m gfrl; gasped and choked. The revolve slipped from his fingers. He grope with his hands, as If searching th air for It; staggered, caught hlrasel tottered, pitched heavily to the floo The girl edged out of the corni past his body and threw herself upo the form of the old man. The Pear hunter eased down the hammer of h revolver, thrust It back Into his pocl et, and stooped beside her. At tt touch of his hand, she raised her hea and knelt stroking the still face ar crying softly. The Pearlhunter opene the old man's coat and felt over h heart "He's alive!" She laid her face down close an spoke his name?the only name si knew. There was no * response. "Help me lift him to the couch the man said. They had the old man on the couc! and the girl had run for water, whe the sheriff, who had been far ou stripped by the younger man, dashe into the cabin. All three worked ov< him. The Pearlhunter chafed 01 wrist the sheriff the other, while tl girl bathed his face, washed the bloc out of his hair, and strove to staunc its flow by binding up his head In co cloths. Suddenly, without any warning sigi of returning consciousness, the o man plucked his hand away from tl Pearlhunter and rubbed it over h face. His eyes came open, but th< were not the same eyes. And his fa< was free from twitching. The gi stared down upon him in wonder. Tl Pearlhunter stooped low and marveh at the startling transformation. N'< ther knew, nor even suspected, un the doctor explained it days later, th the blows of the revolver butt hi loosened the tiny bit of skull that hi sn innc shackled his brain?loosen* it at the expense of a far worse hui but undoubtedly loosened it. Tlv only knew that the eyes were free fro the vacant stare; that his face w calm with the light of reason. He felt again over h!s face, seeim astonished at the beard. His ey calmly gazed up at the girl and stu ied her a long time. "You couldn't be Dotty?" His voice was queer, hollow, quavt ing, like some sound from anoth world, so long had it goue unused. "Oh. Daddy!" She threw her arms around him ai dropped her head on his breast. I sat stroking her hair, finally rnis her, looked hard at her, rubbed i eyes and looked again. "You must be Dotty. But you' changed so since morning." The girl seemed unable to tell hi She strove for words, but none can The I'earlhunter drew nearer. "You've been?sick a long time, sli he said. "Seven years. And you' Just getting well again." The puzzled eyes, suddenly waken into a world new and strange, turn toward him. "I haven't the pleasure of your i i qualntance," he said with the stat< politeness of a day long gone. "M I ask??" "I'm?I'm?" He hesitated, flushed. The gi calm again, came to the rescue. "He's the Pearlhunter, Daddy. H ! been?good to me?since you ve oe | sick." The old man reached out his hai It seemed heavy for him. The Pea hunter grasped It. He was startled find It cold. He glanced hastily ir the old man's face. A pallor w spreading over it that was unralsti ' able?the momentary return to c< 1 sciousness was but the gleam that, ( the end of a gray day, sometimes flai ' out between sundown and dark. ! said nothing of it to the girl, who w I happily busy again with the water a I' bandages. ' i The sheriff had left the couch a : ' was squatted over the body of t i fallen bandit. The Pearlliunter h; I pened to glance that way. The sliei r1 beckoned to him. I ! "This feller ain't dead yet," he sa i J when the IVurlhunter had Joined hi 1 The young man stooped over t J sprawled robber. He was still brea i iug. *j "He don't deserve It," the shei i, went on, "but it's only common ( i ceney to get htm up." I He put his arm under the man n i raised him, while the Pearlhun i brouaht a damp cloth from the ba.1 ;1 by the couch, and wiped bis face. T j touch of the cold cloth rallied him }) "W'-terl" he mumbled, husky a i; strained. i The girl had turned and was lookl j on. She ran to the kitchen and brou* iiiiiiiiniiinniiiiin iminniiHiiimmiiiimifc oonI DS I | Copyright by the Bokb?-Merrill Company S llllllllllllllllllllllllfilllllllllllllllllllllllllllfE Is a cupful. TjSie Pearlhunter held It to >r the man's ll/ps. He couldn't swallow, a. but the touth of the water seemed to r. revive him.' He opened his eyes and d stared, like?a man trying to make out objects In "a very dim light His eyes ly caught the glitter of the sheriff's star, i, frowned, raised, found the Pearlhunter t- and strained hard at him. "And It was? a cussed VVarbrltton ct ?that got me at last!" o "Who speaks the name of Warbrlto ton?" came a hoarse voice from the o couch. ie The dying bandit started, rolled hit it eyes toward the sound. >r "What was that! That voice!" n The Pearlhunter caught the foot of )r tne coucn and moved it around so tn? m two fast sinking men cguld see each ;e other. No sooner had the gray giant 1- on the couch caught a glimpse of the X man on the floor than, with a great ie cry, he tried to rise. His utmost 1- strength only served to bring him partt. ly up on an elbow,?and that only with ie the Penrlhunter's aid. d "Martin Redmond 1" he cried?and d almonst Instantly: "Where Is she? y, The woman you dlstalned? And the ie boy? Tell me 1 I've still the strength ?r to tear It out of your cursed throat!" d The dying robber fixed his falling ie eyes on the couch. Only God knows? f, who glveth his gracd to the Just and r. to the unjust?how he found strength ;r for further words. * >n "Warbrltton?1" He muttered the 1- name huskily, the bloody froth upon Is his lips. "She w&9 not dlstalned. It was ail a mistake. I let you think It ie because I hated you?because I loved d her?because she loved you and not id me. Twenty years she's roved these >d rivers, pure as the dew at dawn. She Is sleeps tonight In a grave four days old at Fallen Rock." He picked up his hand from where 'd it sagged down upon the floor, carried ie It at great labor to his bocom, fumbled under the fancy vest, drew forth a " picture and laid it against his Hps. The Pearlhunter snatched It away. The k. action brought the picture near the old fn man. He seized It, held It an instant before his eyes, and with a deep groan laid It against Ms bosom. "And the boy?" he cried to the nmn on the noor. 'Tine Doy Trie (to BE? continued.) h NOW KNOWN TO BE CLOUDS Id Up to Year 15 DO the Projections on 13 Mars Ha^ Been Thought to 1(1 Be Mountains. ie ? is The first obs wers of projections oq ^ Muft> OTTTSTfPB jted them to the same cause that prod ices projections on the rl moon?that 18^ noun tains. Such they were"said to bejin France and at Lick. ?d This view, howiever, was In 1892 dlsputed by W. a Pickering, who consld(1 ered them to lc not mountains, but at clouds. This view was supported by id A. E. Douglass, who observed them In ld 1892 at Flagstaff, Ariz. The mountain ed theory of their generation was shown to be untenable and their ascription ey to clouds proved to be the correct m theory In December, 1900. Only a slnas gle projection was visible In 1900, 1903 and 1905. As a mountain does not ed change Its place, and as nothing was es seen where something had been visd* Ible. the phenomenon was proved to not be a mountain peak. Now the only other thing capable of catching the ?r* light before It reached the surface er would be something suspended In the air?that Is, a cloud. Deductions, therefore, from the rarity of the phe11 d nomenon alone showed that the prole Jeetions must be clouds. Furthermore, ed the projection was smaller after the lls lapse of 24 hours. The something that caused It was not only not attached to ve the soil, but was moving and dissipating as It moved along. Clouds are m. the only bodies known to us which ncJe. count for these metamorphoses. Clouds, then, and not mountains, are [*." the explanation of the projections of re Mars.?"Mars and Its Canals," by Per civai Lowell. ed ed "Good Angel" Unappreciated. Many times our best angels are not ic- appreciated. The very fact that we ily ure so accustomed to their ministry ay makes them commonplace. Bill was handy man at a certain college. He didn't get rich on what he did b?t he rl, knew more about tilings than any one there. He Just naturally took the ree's sponslblllty for everything. But no en one appreciated him. In fact he became something of a Joke and everyid. body took occasion to shove off rerl sponslblllty on him knowing that he to could be counted on putting anything Jto through that he undertook. So they as worked the willing horse until he was jk- picked up by a more appreciative conm cern and the college lost a good angel, ut Incidentally I might add, two men and es a typist are doing the same work.? He Grit. as nd Wasn't Open. A rather green countryman had Just nd returned from bis first visit to New he York. ip- "Well. SI," said the postmaster, iff "what did you think of the metropo lis?" Id, "Wat Ray?" gawked the other, ra. stumped by so big a word, he "I asked how did you like the me* th- tropolis?" "Oh, that?'twan't open," said SI."? "iff Boston Transcript. Je Jud Tunkins. nd Jud TunkfiS says he doesn't believe ter there Is any lion or tiger or other wild sin animal as dangerous to human life as 'he a young woman who is showing off to a rich uncle how fast she can run her nd new automobile. ng In traveling along the path of 11 fi ,'ht it's a good plan to keep to the right fMPBOVED UNIFORM INTEBNATIONAL SUNMTSOIOOL Lesson (By REV. P. B. FITZWATER. D. D.. Teacher of English Bible In the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) '? 1921. Western Newspaper Union.) LESSON FOR FEBRUARY 27 REWARDS OF FAITHFULNESS. LESSON TEXT-Matt. 25:14-30. GOLDEN TEXT?Well done, good and j faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things. I will make thee ruler over many things.?Matt. 25:23. REFERENCE MATERIAL - Matt. 26: 31-16; Luke 19:11-27; Rom. 12:1-8; I Pet. 4:10. PRIMARY. TOPIC?Doing Our Best. JUNIOR TOPIC?Duties and Rewards. intermediate And senior topic ?Faithful Use of Our Abilities. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC ?The Use or Neglect of Our Resources. This parable, like that of the ten virgins, is associated with the Second Coming of Christ. In both Instances the unprenaredness for His coining on the part of the people is exhibited. In that of the ten virgins their unreadiness consisted In their failure of Inward life?absence of the Holy Ghost. In this of the talents It consisted in their failure to properly use the gifts which had been Intrusted to them. The first was failure to watch; the second, failure to work. I. The Distribution of the Talents (vv. 14, 15). 1. It was a sovereign act. He called His own servants and distributed to them his own money. The Lord did not consult us as to our gifts. 2. It was an Intelligent act. "According to his several ability." The God who made us knows our ability to u?e gifts, therefore has made the distribution upon that basis. The reason some have greater gifts than others Is due to the fact that they possess the ability to use them. 8. It was a purposeful act. The talents were given to be traded with. They were not given to be used for one's own gain and profit, but as stock In trade for the enrichment and glory of the Master. II. The Employment of the Talents (vv. 16-18). 1. All the servants recognized that the talents were not their own?that they were responsible to the Lord for the use made of them. We are not responsible for the creation of gifts, but for the employment of such gifts as have been given to us. 2. Two servants used their talents. The five talented man put his to use and gained five more. The two talented man put his to use and gained two more. This shows that God's gifts can be Increased. The exercise of any gift Increases it. The faithful use of what we have in the place we are will prepare us for greater usefulness and honor. 3. The one hid his talent. The fact that one possesses but one talent should not discourage him, buf should make him strive harder. God sees not reward according to what we possess, but according to our faithfulness. The crime of the one talented man was not that he had but one talent, but that he lild the talent which the Lord gave him. III. The Accounting for the Talents (vv. 19-30). 1. Its certainty. There Is a day coming when all must give an account of our stewardship. 2. The time. This will be at the coming of the Lprd. If we have done well we shall then have praise. If we have been unfaithful we shall then he cast out from the presence of the Lord. Watchfulness Is not Idleness. 3. The judgments announced. (1) Reward of the faithful, (a) Praise? "Well done." We all like to be praised. How blessed will It be to' hear from the very lips of the Lord the word "well done!" (b) Promotion?"Be thou ruler over many things." Promotion Is desirable to all. Much of that to which we look forward In life is the passing from lower to higher privileges and positions. (c) Entrance upon the Joy of the Lord. The fivetalented man and the two-talented man received the same praise and same promotion. (2) Punishment of the faithless' The one-talented man lied when brought to account. The talent when dug up was not the same as when It was burled?it was not of the same weight. Gifts unused are lost. The natural eyes lose their power If we live continually In darkness. This Is' true spiritually. The one who ceases to grow In knowledge and grace loses the capacity to grow, (a) Reproach? he was called slothful and wicked. To be called lazy is a reproach which even the lazy man dislikes. (b) Stripped. The talent which was given to him was taken from him. (c) Cast out He was condemned on his own ground. The very fact that he knew the character of the Lord should have been an Incentive for him to have exerted himself. His condition was his own fault. In the day of accounts there will be no excuse to De maae. Choosing the Way to Travel. Mnn cannot consecrate himself entirely to God, and at the same time give his best efforts and his best time nnd thought to the world. The world, apurt from God, takes an altogether different direction from that which God maps out. The world, apart from God, Is prone to degradation by way of license and self-indulgence. On the other hand, the soul, under the guidance of God's Holy Spirit, travels along the way of sacrifice, obedience and self-restraint. The supreme question. therefore, for pnrh one Still Doing Business. Mrs. Trotter?Yes, we're Just back from Colorado. We've been up to the top of Pike's Peak. Mrs. Homebody?Dear me! I've heard my father speak of going up Pike's Peak when he was a boy. I had no Idea they still had it out there.? Boston Post. Which? Envious Wife?Henry Withers hn?bought his wife a lovely electric. Husband?Electric vhat?vtisblut machine? Frocks of Crep JUST why It Is that women from sqi Maine to California are all seized sle at one and the same time with a de- fri sire for one particular kind of hat or W frock, has never heen explained. But ap so it happens, and some tine morning sil milliners from everywhere begin wlr- fin Ing Into their wholesalers for a cer- In tain straw or silk hn{ and merchants qu find one fabric has cast all others In ty the shadow of neglect. Just at present th there Is a furore for crepe-de-chlne. ne Everybody demnnds It?In gowns, in blouses, In hats, alone or In company tei with other materials. Crepe-de-chlne fei we have always with us, having bor- an rowed it from (jnina many generations sa ago, but we are newly awakened to sp Its beauty. hn Two very simple and very pretty ov nfternoon frocks, shown in the llius- en tration, are of the straight-line va- ar rlety which can only be developed sue- ar cessfully In crepes or other very soft et and clinging fabrics. These are in tl< crepe-de-chine, a blue at the left, with m! deep hem and four tucks about the fit skirt run with heavy silk doss. The re Furbelows for WPHE fairest thing In mortal eyes" I sa I greets Eastertide with various sn captivating furbelows In her possession. Many of them are made of rib- m; bons?Easter gifts of friends who love st that beauty should go beautifully, be for ribbons are the long-time friend of Fi fair women. Every year they grow in In Importance, appearing In all her rl< apparel from head to feet and from pa Inside out. There Is. therefore, a long sh list of ribbon fineries to choose from, cu If one Is looking for gifts that women Cu love, leading off with shopping bags g? and many other kinds of bags. Next tb In Importance are girdles nnd sashes, mi corsage nnd dress ornaments, and then ed follow lingerie and lingerie decora- Ve tions, with ribbons nnd laces combined fr( in an endless variety of ways. iei In the picture two bags, two girdles fa and two corsage or dress ornaments ou are shown, portraying new develop- te ments of old favorites In ribbon acces- rll sorles. A wide ribbon collar on a small mi straw hat provides all that It needs In the way of trimming, with ends Joined under a long slide which might be replaced by a knot of the ribbon with equally good effect. One of the i new offerings in umbrellas adds to the Brief Style Notes. Women who thought thp extreme In dress had been reached decided that co skirts might be made an Inch shorter an without undue exposure. The knitted stocking will he a net stocking with lots of nir holes. The radicals gnlned ' a victory in hat decoration with the mi - ..... ,.u addition of numerous ?hr rumuii ui-waaorles. Comfortable round-toed shoes were left behind for the more dressy light, pointed ones, and garments of Ch wool mixture for spring wear seemed un ;o hold fuvor. of 0 >e-de-Chine unre-necked bodice and short leves are finished off with plalnted lis of cream-colored georgette, here the frills Join the sleeves therepears again the running stitch Id k floss?the utmost In simplicity of lsh. The designer must have fad mind the fashioning of a refined and alnt little frock without any frivoliabout it. and the little cluster of ree crocheted blossoms, posed on the ck frill, bears out this idea. The frock at the right Is more previous and boasts several new style ntures. It calls georgette to Its aid id presents the long tunic, the full sh and girdle, and bodice with reading opening at the front, that ive all marked this season for their rn. It Is all In gray with outline ibroldery on the tunic and about the m's-eye. The georgette undersleeves e unusual and becoming, and georgte makes the bloused vestee. The ? of narrow ribbon at the front Ight be In any of the new shades, as ^ imlngo, pink, tangerine, tonratot d. Eastertide tlsfaction of the wearer of this aart hat. The two bags show novel decoration ade of Tlbbons and applied with Itches to a background of heavy ribin In an Indefinite brocaded pattern, uits and flowers, leaves with velng indicated by perforations, make a ?h ornamentation across the lower rt of the bag. The remaining bagr ows a quaint figure In a swing, all t out of ribbons and applied to a rlously woven background. The ing is simulated by a silk cord and e skirt of the swinging lady by frills ade of narrow ribbon with fancy ge. The bodice. Is cut from a bit of lvet ribbon and the face and arms am pale pink satin. No detail ISneg:ted?even a small bonnet frames the ce, In which features and hair are tlined with silk floss. Millinery cenrs and foliage are supplied to the >bon flowers in the two corsage ornaE?nts. cottuoht rr vqtum nwvvu uvooh Bright Colors for Coata. A great ninny red, russet and henna ats and dresses are seen these days,, d many ure trimmed with gray fur.. Evening Frock. The sleeves of an evening frock ly he little shaped caps over theoulders. Petal frocks are considered very ic. As a rule they are absolutely trimmed save for an oriental sort girdle or a string of twisted cohU?