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From Alpha to Omega
By BERBERT QUICK
"Alladin & Co."
"Viginia of the Air Lanes," Etc.
Copyright by the JubL. Lemr.. (n ay
T narrows a man to stick
around in one place. You
broaden out more pan
handling over one divi
sion, than by watching the
cars go by for years.
I've been every where from
Allpha to Onmega, Okla
homa, and peek"d over
most of the juimping-off
place s: and Iowa is not
the whole works at all.
That's why I'm here now.
Good quiet state to moss
over in; but no life! Me
for the mountains where the stealing
is good yet, and a man with genius
can be a millionaire!
I was in one big deal, once-the
Golden Fountain Mine. Pete Peter
son and I worked in the Golden Foun
tain and boarded with Brady, a pit
boss. Ever hear of psychic power?
A medium told me once that I have
it, and that's why folks tell me their
secrets. The second day Brady told
me the mine was being wrecked.
"How do you know ?" said 1.
"They're minin' bird's-eye porphyry,"
said Brady, "purtendin' they've lost
"Maybe they have," said I.
"Not them." replied Brady, who nev
er had had any culture. "I can show
you the vein broad's a road an' rich
I didn't care a whoop, as long as
they paid regular; but Brady worried
about the widows and orphans that
had stock. I said I had no widows
and orphans contracting insonomia for
me, and he admitted he hadn't. But
he said a man couldn't tell what he
might acquire. Soon after, a load of
stulls broke loose, knocked Pete Pe
terson numb, and in the crash Brady
accumulated a widow. It was thought
quite odd, after what he'd said.
The union gave him a funeral, and
then we were all rounded up by a law
yer that ir.sisted on being a pall-bear
er and riding with the mourners. he
and Brady had been such dear friends.
The widow never hear! of him: but
unless he 'was dear to Brady, why did
he cry over the bier, and pass out his
cards, and say he'd make the mine
sweat for this? It didn't seem rea
sonable, and the widow signed papers
while he held in his grief.
Then we found he had awful bad
luck losing friends. A lot of them had
been killed or hurt, and he was suing
companies to beat fours. We were
going over our evidence, and another
bunch was there with a doctor exam
ining to see how badly they were
"Beautiful injury!" said -the lawyer,
thumping a husky Hun on the leg.
"No patellar reflex! Spine ruined!
Beautiful! We'll make 'em sweat for
He surely was a specialist in cor
porate perspiration. I asked what the
patellar reflex was, and the doc had
Pete sit and cross his legs, and ex
"Mr. Peterson," said be, "has a nor
mal spine. When I concuss the limb
here, the foot will kick forward invol
untarily. But in case of spinal injury.
it will not. Now observe!"
He whacked Pete's shin with a rub
ber hammer, but Pete never kicked.
His foot hung loose like, not doing
a blamed thing that the doe said it
would if his spine was in repair. The
Soc was plumb dumbfounded.
"Most remarkable case of volitional
control-" he began.
"Volitional your grandmother!"
yells the lawyer. "Mr. Peterson is
ruined also! He was stricken prone
in the same negligent accident that
killed dear Mr. Brady! He is
doomed! A few months of progree
sive induration of the spinal cord, and
breaking up of the multipolar cells,
and-death, friend, death!"
The widow begun to whimper, and
the lawyer grabbed Pete's hand and
bursted into tears. Pete, being a
Swede, never opened his face
"But," said the lawyer cheering up,
"we'll make them sweat for this Shall
we not vindicate the right of the work
ing-man to protection. Mr. Peterson?"
"Yu bat!" said Pete. "Ay bane
"And vindicate his right," went on
the lawyer, "to safe tools and condi
tlons of employment?"
"Ay tank we windicate," said Pete.
"Nobly said!" said the lawyer and
hopped to it making agreements for
contingent fees and other flimfams.
It was wonderful how sort of patri
oteic and unselfish and religious and
cagey be always was.
We quit the Golden P'ountain, and
I got geme aseeusment work for Bile
'Wlson. Pete wouldn' go. He was
sort of hanging arounmd the widow,
but his brains were so sluggish that
I don't believe he knew why. I picked
up a man named Lungy to help. Bile's
daughter Lucy kept hous for Bile in
camp, and in two days she was calling
Lungy "Mr. Addison," and reproaching
me for stringing a stranger that had
seen better days and had a bum lung
and was used to dressing for dinner.
I told her I most always allowed to
wear something at that meal myself,
and she snapped my head off. He
was a nice fellow for a lunger.
When I had to go and testify in the
Brady and Peterson cases against the
Golden Fountain, old Bile was willing.
"I'd like to help stick the thieves!"
"How did you know they were
thlevesr' asked I.
"I located the claim," said he, "and
they stole it on a measley IIttle bal
-e- for machinery-confound them!"
"Well, theyre eteslng It again,"
--iid I; aud I explatned the Soat vin
"Thq've poded the stoek a·vr
frotS .- '".i:, I; "and come with
I Iit. ! will g ,." sail he. And he
did lie w:,s a nice fellow to travel
\,r:i to o!,en Fountain was shut
do\ n. ritd !:ad no L.taw r against us.
IP ~as a fnt:ny hlak-up We proved
alMiit th:e stuill, and! got a judgment
f'r to wIon for ten thousand Then
eke (c rrall.-d anothter jur y al:d showed
that P t, Lad nto pate!!ar reTfl.x. and
'hrefrore no spine, and got a shame
ful great verdict for him And all the
time the Golden Fount al ne'er peep
ed, and Lung: Addison looked on
speechless Our la yer was numb, it
was so easy.
"I don't understand-" said he.
"The law department must be con
nected in series with the mine ma
chinery." said I, "and shuts off with
the same switch. Do we get this on
"Oh, nothing foul!" said he. "De
fault, you see-"
"No show-up at ringside." said I;
"'9 to 0? How about bets?"
"Everything is all right," said he,
looking as worried. "We'll sell the
mine, and make the judgments!"
"And get the Golden Fountain."
said I "on an Irish pit boss and a
"Certainly," said he, "if they don't
"Show me," said I; "I'm from Mis
souri! It's too easy to be square. She
"Date ,ane hellufa pile money f'r
vidder," said Pete when we were
alone. "Ten thousan' f'r Brady, an'
twelf f'r spine: Ay git yob york f'r
her in mine!"
"You wild Skandihoovian," said I,
'that's your spine!"
"IMae spine?" he grinned. "Ay gass
not I)at leg yerkin' bane only effi
dence. Dat spine bane vidder's."
I couldn't make him see that it was
his personal spine, and the locomotor
must be attaxing. lie smiled his fool
smile and brought things to comfort
.Mrs. Blrady's last days. Btuit she knew,
and took hlun to Father Mangan, and
Pete cornmencfd studyine the cate
chism igaiiist the time of death: but
it didn't take The circuit between
the Swedenwegian intellect and the
Irish plan of salvation looks like it's
grounded and don't do business.
One n!ght the lawyer asked me to
tell "the Peterson." as he called call
ed them, that some New Yorker had
stuck an intervention or mandamus
into the cylinder and stoppedl the
conr:'s selling machinery. "\\-e may
be !delayed a year or so.", said he.
Pe', had gone to the widow's with a
patent wasl:board that was easy on
the spine, and I single-footed up, too.
And there was that yellow-mustacher
Norsky holding the widow on his lap.
bridging the chasm between races in
great shape. He flinched some, and
his neck got redder, but she fielded her
ppsition in big league form, and held
"Bein' as the poor man is not long
fr this wicked world," said she, "an'
such a thrue man, swearin' as the
l'yer wanted. I thought whoile the
crather stays wid us-"
"Sure," said I. "Congrats! When's
"Hey?" says Pete.
"The nuptials," said I. "The broom
The widow got up and explained
that the espousals were hung up till
Pete could pass his exams with Fath
"Marriage," said she, "is a sacri
lege, and not lightly recurred. Oh,
the thrials of a young widdy, what
wid Swedes, end her sowl, an' the
childer that may be-Gwan wid ye's,
Ye divwle ye!"
Now there was a plot for a painter:
the widow thinking Pete on the blink
spinally, and he soothing her last days,
all on account of a patellar reflex that
an ambulance chaser took advantage
of-and the courts full of quo-warran
toes and things to keep the Jackleg
from selling a listed mine, with hoist
ing-works and chlorination-tanks!
I got this letter from Pete. or the
widow, I don't know which (displaying
a worn piece of paper), about the
third year after that. He's what
"Vre hat yust hat hell bad time, savin'
'yer prisence, and Ay skal skip for tjilens
of climit to gude pless '% anow in Bad
Lands. Iawyer faller sell mine fer 10
tousan to vidder, an thin, bad cess to
him. sells it agin to Pete fer 120006 an git
2 stifkit off sheriff an say hae keep dem
Sfer fees, an Ay knok him In tess an tLake
stiffit. Has say hae tell mae spine bane
OK all tem, an thrlttened to jug Pete,
an the back of me hand and the sole of
me fut to the likes of him. savin' yer
prisence, an Fader Mangan can me big
towhead chump an kant lern catty kin
mus an r arry me to vidder, an Pete. God
bliss him. promised to rate the family In
Holy Church, but no taller gnow dem
tinge Bfour hand, an Ay t bank hike to
dam pude pless In Bad Lan n yare
tll stifkit bane ripe an Mine baong vtd
der an Ay bane Teneral Manager an yu
pit Boss vtt gude yob In Yune or Yuly
next, your truely, an wy the Blessid
Satnt. purtect ye, Peter Peterson.
"P. 5 Vldder Brady maoe ie lt skar
an sine stitkit ter Brady to lawyer taller
like dam fool vooman trik an sattle vt
him. but Ay tink dat legyerkin bane bad
all sem an yamp to Bad Lands it we
dodge lnyunction youre trend. Pete."
So they got married.
Well, this lunger sleuthed me out
when I was prospecting alone next
"Hello, Bill," said he, abrupt-like.
"Cook a double supply of bacon."
"Sure," I said. "Got any eating to
"Bill," said he, after we had fed
our respective faces, "did you ever
wonder why that Swede received such
prompt recognition without contro
versy for his abseat patellar reSex?"
"Never wer er aboaut saything
ehle," siM L "WLhy"
"It wes this wy." mid he
'Th en ed Mt rbbed ile WElr.
found they had sold too much stock.
and quit mining ore to run it down so
they could buy it back. Some big
holders hung on, and they had to
make the play strong. So they went
',,rtke for fair, and let ltrady's widow
::.d Pete and a lot of others get judg
t:..iuts, and they bought up the certi
.!:eates of sale. DLye see?"
lKind of," said I. "It'll come to me
"It was a stock market harvest of
death," said Lungy. "The judgments
were to wipe out all the .4t',k This
cor:nince.s tme that the vein is hidden
andl ntot lost, as you said."
"I thought I mentioned the fact."
said I, that lBrady showed me the
"That's why I'm here." said he. "I
\'ant you to find Pete Peterson for
"\Why?" I said.
"Hecause,'" answered Addison, "he's
g ,t the junior certifle'ate.
"';ivye me the grips and pass words."
I de-ntt: ded, "the secret work of the
order may clear it up."
"l.isten." saidl he. "Each certificate
calls for a hdeed to the mine the day
it's a year ,!,i; hbut the ;younger canR
redeem from the older 'by paying themii
:'if--the secind from the first, the
third from the seooind, and so on."
"Kind of rotation pool," said I, "with
Pete's claim as ball fifteen?"
"Yes," said he; "only the mine itself
has the last chance. But they think
they know that Pete won't turn up,
and they gamble on stealing the mine
with the Brady certificate. Your per
spicacity enables you to estimate the
importance of Mr. Peterson."
"My perspicacity," I said. giving it
back to him cold, "informs me that
some jackleg lawyer has been and
bunked Pete out of the paper long
since. And he couldn't pay off what's
ahead of him any more'n he could
buy the Homestake? Come, there's
more than this to the initiation!"
"Yes, there is." he admitted. "You
remember Lucy, of course? No one
could forget her! Well, her father
and I are in on a secret pool of his
friends, they to find the money, we
to get this certificate."
"Where does Lucy come in?" said I.
'1 get her," he replied, coloring up.
"And success makes us all rich!"
I never said a word. Lungy was
leery that I was soft on Lucy-I
might have been, easy enough-and
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sat looking at me for a straight hour.
"Can you find him for me?" said he,
"Sure!" said I.
He smoked another pipeful and
knocked out the ashes.
"Will you?" said he, kind of wishful
"If you insult me again," I hissed,
"I'll knock that other lung out! Turn
in, you fool, and be ready for the sad
die at sun-up!"
We rode two days in the country
that looks like the men had gone out
when they had the construction work
on it half done, when a couple of
horsemen came out of a draw into the
canyon ahead of us.
"The one on the pinto," said I. "is
the perspiration specialist."
"If he doesn't recognise you," said
Lungy, "let the dead past stay dead!"
Out there in the sunshine the Jack
leg looked the part, so I wondered how
we come to be faked by him. We
could see that the other fellow was a
sheriff, a deputy sheriff, or a cand"
date for sheriff-it was in his features.
"Howdy, fellows!" said I.
"Howdy!" said the sheriff, and
closed his face.
"Odd place to meet!" gushed the
Jackleg, as smily as ever. "Which
"We allowed to go right on," I said.
"This is our route," said Jackleg,
and moseys up the opposite draw,
clucking to his bronk, like an old
"What do you make of his being
here?" asked Lungy.
"Hunting Swedes," I said. "And
with a case against Pete for robbery
We went on, Lungy Ignorantly
cheerful. I lost--lke to know what was
what, and feeling around with my
mind's finger for the trigger of the
situation. Suddenly I whoaed up,
shifted around on Any hip, and looked
"Lost anything, Bill?" asked Lungy.
"Temporarily, mislald my brains,"
said I. "We're going back and pick
up the scent of the Jackleg."
Lungy lodked up inquiringly, as we
doubled back on our traks.
"When you kick a covey of men out
of this sage brush." I explained, "they
naturally ask about anything they're
after. They Inquire if you know a
Cock-Robin married to a Jenny-Wren,
or an Owl to a Pussycat, or whatever
marital misdeal they're trailing. They
don't mog on like it was Kansas City
"Both parties kept stlL" replied
Luagy. "What's the aiswer, Bill"
"Both got the sme goilty secret,"
aid L "a4 theyve got it the werst.
They know where Pete is. So will we
if we follow their spoor."
We pelted on right brisk after them.
The draw got to he a canyon. witlh
grassy, sheei-nibbled bttom, and we
knew we were close to &en,"w here At
last. rolling to us aro,:nd a boidi. canw'
a tide of remarks. risr.: and so.!!
Ing to the point of r'ough-house and
"The widow!" said I. "She know]
me. You go in, Lu t:y. in ! ,lut u a
stal! to keep 'em frwn, se'ionz lI'te'
I crept up c!oe The w!i! v w ' s
calling the Jacklgg evrythini tl:at a
pef'orct lady as shFie was. yu k,:ow
could lay her tong:e to. and hl t trI -
ang to blast a crack in the oratory 'to
slip a word into.
"I dislike." said Luncy. "to distur!
privacy; but we want your iman ti
.how us the way"
W"\ho the devil are you?" .aid the.
"1y name-" leo-an IL:ngy
"V,'hatii er it is sorr" '-said t!'
%.wiiow i "'it's a bholth-r natn nor lis
"r"' sh.ake to- -tl.e t;a'k far-u do. n
ittl:er taking n man and .luaiu' n:.
h:'a:\ e wid me' Ilapbies I: robbed iv
what:i tie coort give' BIut as loi-, as
'voe a tongue in tme hid to hould, ye'll
not know where he's hidl"
And just then down behind me
comes Pete on a fair-sized cayuse
branded with a double X.
"DIat bane you. i+ill?" said he casual
like. "You most skar me!"
I flagged him back a piece and told
him the Jackleg was there. He ran,
and I had to rope him.
"You're nervous, Pete." said I,.
helping h:im up. "TWhat's the mat
"Dis blame getaway biz." he said.
"bane purty tough on fallar. Ay listen
an' yuimp all tem nights!"
"How about going back for the
mine?" I asked.
"Dat bane gude yoke!" he grinned.
"Ay got gude flock an' planty range
hare, an' Ay stay, Ay tank. Yu kill
lawyer fallar. Bill, an' take half whole
"Got that c't.. "ate?" I asked.
It was all w >rn raw at the folds,
but he had it. The lackleg had an
assignment all ready on the back,
and I wrote Addison's name in, and
made Pete sign it.
"Now." said I. "we'll take care of
Mr. ,acklpg. and you'll get somethirn
tor this, but I don't know what. Don't
ever come belly-aching around saying
we've bunked you after Lungy has put
his good money and copped the mine.
These men want this paper, not you.
Probably they've got no warrant.
Brace up and stand pat!"
So we walked around bold as brass.
The widow was dangling a Skandy
looking kid over her shoulder by one
foot, and analyzing the parentage of
Jackleg. Lungy was grinning, but the
sheriff's face was shut down.
"Ah. Mr. Peterson!" said the lawyer.
"And our old and dear friend William
Snoke, too! I thought I recognized
you this morning! And now, please
excuse our old and dear friend Mr.
Peterson for a moment's consulta
"Dis bane gude pless," said Pete.'
"This is a private matter, gentle
men," said Jackleg.
"Shall we withdraw?" asks Lungy.
'No!" yells Pete. "You stay-be
"I wish to remind you, dear Mr. Pe
terson," said he as we sort of settled
in our places. "that your criminal as
sault and robbery of me has subjected
you to a long term in prison. And I
suffered great damage by interruption
of business, and bodily and mental an
guish from the wounds, contusions
and lesions inflicted, and especially
from the compound fracture of the
inferior maxillary bone---"
"Dat bane lie!" said Pete. "Ay yust
broke your yaw!"
"He admits the corpus delicti!"
yelled the lawyer. "Gentlemen. bear
"I didn't bear any such thing," said
"Neither did I." I said.
"I figure my dnmPges." he went on,
"at twelve thousand dollars."
Pete picked a thorn out of his fin
"Now, Mr. Peterson." went on the
lawyer. "I don't suppose you have the
cash. But when I have stood up and
fought for a man for pure friendship
and a mere contingent fee. I learn to
love him. I would fain save you from
prison, if you would so act as to en
able me to acquit you of felonious in
tent. A prison is a fearful place. Mr.
"Ay tank," said Petet, "Ay brace up
an' sta-'4 pat!"
"If you would do anything." pleaded
the Jackleg. "to show good intention.
turn over to me any papers you may,
have, no matter how worthless-notes,
Pete pulled out his wallet. Lungy
"Take dis," sid Pete. "Dis bane
ord. - fer six dollar 'Yohn Y ohr'n's
'r ,a \o'vA !.:::, L'ie!e fall itr
hke '.\ld is "h. t lo,. do tt;. ttt tie
certificat., of stile in Peters n, vs
(hii Fo::: stain. et.?"
"Iat b:. n rr. ' in ".rs." saol
Pete. " ' I'.ir " a;er bano N. (.
\la«' stpine nil .,:n 0. K. Iat l.e
yrrkin" tr.,, rvust e:Tdenrce Ay tak.
spine ; at-r ton tart cnmp-fire'"
It l,':s ,5 cr4,! is 1 play. l.'tm.;
turned lale tr: trerml,,ed T, la:w
y. r w -tnt up in the , air a:n, t, 11 'h'
' dow to mh i e u;p to l '. , ' i:'ti
,n1 she t,*t i rr at P,. t,, t
hm ,t a Norwegiant fni ,r b:r'ij:t i
at :, c;.in i -! lh, il cg e r ki it .as
Linr trt an'!d I role if' ti.i e n ith" r u r:
TIitL nu .irt T ,ri"-'- u "i#il'd r: i eak l as',
I started 'ho fir, with taper.
"i:ill." s:ad! i . "i shall neve'r burn
paper wit. iitt t!.'lh incL how ntear I
canl, to litarat;se aind dropped
"Oh. I forgot." said I. "Iere's that
I.ungy took it, looked it over. read
the assignment, and broke down and
lie waited till the last minute. flash
ed the paper and the morey, and swip
ed the mine. The company wanted to
give a check and redeem, but the
clerk stood out for currency, and it
was too late to get it. He got the
mine, and Lucy, and is the big Mr.
Took the Trick.
A conversation relating to the face
value of cards the other evening
caused Senator Bradley of Kentucky
to become reminiscent.
He was reminded, he said, of a man
from the mountain zone of his state.
who once bought a jug of whisky, and
not wanting to carry it around with
him, decided to leave it at the corner
grocery until he should be ready to go
In order that the jug might be
properly ildentifled, the man took a
deck of cards from his pocket, ex
tracted the six of spades, wrote his
name upon it, and attached it to the
handle of the jug. This done, he
happily rambled forth, leaving the jug
on the ernd of the counter.
Two hours later the mountaineer
retur~ td, and great was his cnster
nation, as well as eloquence, to find
that his jug of electrified spirits had
".ook here. Jit." he agitatedly
cried to th,e proprietor of the store.
"D o you know a hat bt come o' thet
jug o' mIne?"
"O(f course I do, Seth." was the
pr'ompt rejoinder of the propriet(.r.
".Take Ho well come along '\ith titer
seven o' spades an' took it."-Phila
What is Taste.
On the whole, it appears to me that
what is called taste, in its most gen
eral acceptation, is not a simple idea.
but is partly made up of a perception
of the primary pleasure of the imagi
nation, and of the conclusions of the
reasoning faculty, concerning the va
rious relations of these, and concern
ing the human passions, manners and
actions. All this is vequisite to form
taste, and the ground work of all
these is the same in the human mind;
for as the senses are great originals
of all our ideas, and consequently of
all our pleasures, if they are not un
certain and arbitrary, the whole
groundwork of taste is common to all,
and therefore there is a sufficient rea
soning on these matters.-Edmund
There is a species of very small
monkey found in the Brazilian forests
which is remarkable for its gentle
ness and delicate elegance of its ap
pearance and its almost human con
duct. Bounding from branch to branch
or from tree to tree, it has every ap
pearance of a bird. When hanging
from a tree asleep it looks like a black
doll. Its dark soft eyes are very large,
its coat is like black velvet trimmed
with satin and dotted with gray beads.
"I have seen him weep," said Hum
boldt, "and I avow that the samairi
is like a child in every feature. He
has the same Innocent expression, the
same bright, intelligent smile, the
same childlike way of passing swiftly
from joy to sorrow."-Harper's Week
George Ade was talking at the Cht
cago A;thletic club about his early
days of struggle.
"Well, they didn't last long," he
said, "but they were hard and bitter
while they laqted."
"How did you sell your stuff?" an
"By space," Mr. Ade replied.
"And what space rates did you get?
Five dollars a column ?"
"No. A dollar a mile."
"He'e a good doctor."
"Perhape so, but he expects his ps
tients to do the imposlble."
"He ordered me to go to the sea
shore for a month and-"
"That should not be impossible to a
man of your means."
"You did not permit me to finish.
He ordered me to leave my wife at
"No woman knows how to drive a
"And what of that? Every woman
knows how to drive a man any way
she wants him to go."
"Did the prisoner strike you be
tween the argumenits?"
"No, sir; he didn't. He struck me
between the eyes."
Mean af Maud.
Ethel--Jlck snatched a kiss fron.
Alice last night and she cried.
Oddities in the ,rFc,·.t' Fe.U-icr;
9·~ . }r.
" ,: ri
if F we knew where all the uddities
Sin featl:hers come from we would
be amazed at the reoalrcetfulness of
feather manufacturers. They take
the plumage of all our barnyard Inhab
itants and manipulate it into new and
strange and beautiful forms. They
dye and trim and paste and bleach un
til we cannot even guess the origin
of the feathers which charm us with
their queer shapes and markings.
This is the day of triumph for fancy
feathers, and no wonder. They de
serve their popularity,
Two lovely hats pictured here show
how effectively these odd, new orna
ments in feathers trim the pretty.
demi-dress hats which make up the
most useful of our millinery uelong
ings. The tirst model, with soft crown
of velvet and small rolling brim, is a
draped affair in taupe color. The
crown is managed so that two points
or loops of velvet are a part of it.
It is a clever bit of drapinig. too, man
aging to convert the small. plain tur
ban slea,' into a little Rembrandt hat
of excellent style.
Alone one side', and textending into
the back. small. ragged chrysanthe
mums of grayi.h pink slhadulings out
line the upwartd lift of the velvet.
Springing from the back five spright
ly feathers complete an elegant con
ecption in millinery. These dashing
feathers come from the guinea hen
or perhaps from the woodduck. At
any rate they are all in thei natural
colors, gray. with white dots !aid on,
in the itncomparable beauty which na
ture accomplishes. But they have
CIVET FUR TO
BE FEATURE OF
C IET cat gives us the very dark
fur with striking markings in
white which is so much in demand for
the coming season. The markings
are-managed by the furriers with re
markable resourcefulness, for it
seems one hardly sees two pieces that
A muff and sarf are shown here
that are more ample than the average
sets of this fur. In fact, such strik
ing fur is better used in smaller quan
titles and as a trimming for other
furs, or for neck pieces and muff
made of velvet or other fabrics. This
scarf and neck piece show the size
and shape of many similar sets in
other furs. The scarf Is plain and
the muff rather large and fiat. It is
curved on the lower edges at the cor
ners. The handsomest and the most
expansive furs are Iade up along
There is a great vogue of small
neck pieces of fur to be worn with
mats and muffs made of velvet or oth
er fabrics, trimmed with fur like that
in the neck piece. For instance, a
neck piece of mo!etkin is worn with
a soft little hat made of brocaded
crepe and chiffon in mole color, and
a muff of the same fabrics having
narrow bands of moleskin. A touch
of lace on the hat and muff is often
added A single bright flower in silk
or velvet or cloth of gold finishes the
hat most effectively.
These neck pieces. with hat and
muff made to be worn with them.
make up a set that is quite as ex
pensive as the better fur sets, unless
they can be made at home. MuIE, are
not difflicult to make. and the simpler
hats can be succeasf;ly managed by
eady_-made "beda" filled with down
1' t-en retrimmed and reshaped by the
artist It: fancy feathers A small
" t"" inl irridosc."nt plumage, with
a marking of whte,. has beet, parsted
on. Thetis add "t sparkle to the oth
erwise grave coloring
Front the jhiaasalt, pro bably, the
beautiful. mottled feathoers shot n in
the other hat, h\ere taken. Th. sita.d
ing quills are not ciht. i.ed. Px(. ,t :h at
they are shortened. The banld aitbut
the crown is of small feathers sea'd
to a foundation.
Often a long. soft quill takes the
place of a feather band, and is laid
about the brimn in the samne ay as a
band Amlong the shaes which turn
up at the side or b.a;k the iiounting
of these quills an! b.:idils is tacom
plished b% thakitg a slit 1i th, brita
Notht i,1. , let ii. t Til on a t f ti el.
our or vlvI t or I, a\.r hat itr triuti
Sming. altl)ou h r:lbm in the (,hr
(if the hat 1. (,It, i u., \.i ait tL, 1, r.: a
W itth a rorld of, lo. l. f:. nl ti . :.,th
ers t, ciho oo fro I,, tlh, e i", ti .,,., id
'a (r t to htamt¢ Ilt ot :, i: inilit , t i ,b y
ihire- .x" itvll-l\'e t n tI t1 la e I~ ; ti
fiu l trh n uiiti .s . A n I: a ll hti .e t, a.t l'
ors whit h i a tive th'e i,'act i of et -
oity to ltaitn t: it. ior thot., ,,hiuh
threaten tit. e.xt ltictio t l it s )of
heatttiful birds. tan.tot i."st i t. t" in
good taste oU th headils of w ot tii.
For the v l set.ak tli itliff rtn e
which is unkind. atint ti;, reiort. utt
woniaily. The rh..1 i t,bility rests
are to be had In several rizes and are
Iion expensive. The velvet or bro
cade or other fabric is draped on the
bed and a shirred lining of satin mtes.
saline provided, which should mIatch
the outside in color. In order to
make a muff successfully it is best to
examine one at the furrier's and be
guided by It. Milliners usually are
prepared to make the muffs to match
hats and will help one who buys ma
terial of them, with suggestions. The
value of these pretty pieces lies as
much In the making as in the; goods.
Among the furs available for trim
ming. none Is better than civet. A
small neck piece of civet with hat
and muff of black velvet trimmed
with narrow bands of the same fur
and finished with a little good lace,
leaves nothing to be desired The
white of the civet fur is ye.llowish
and goes unusually well with creamy
Very satisfactory bd- t - 'nlffs
are easily made of wool tbr Two
or three rolls of it will b "mitgh
for a muff. Such a bed Pi,,, , its
shape well and Is very w.., ', The
bed should be covered w't,, a thin
muslin first, tacked on at hlie te', and
bottom. Two puffs of ve':" anld two
bands of fur make the ottside "over
ing, with a cascade of lace at the
front. In place of lace. limp ruffles
of crepe chiffon are often ui-d. A
muff is among the most gracefmul of
dress accessories and comfortahble be
The possessor of a fur cape or coat
that has become shabby may cut the
good portions and make hands for
trimming a set made of velvet. The
sti.all collar is lined with a thin wad.
ding under soft eatin. The muff is
made as already desaribed. A turban
shape with soft crown of velvet is
finished with a band of fur. A little
touch of color in 1c.wer or ornament
is the last word in this little poem of
comfort. It is in such combinations
that civet fur shows to best advan
Coats of sealskin and Hudson seal
are finished with collars and cuffs of
civet, and narrow bands of it appear
at the neck and sieves of cloth or
velvet gowns: oftenest in those de
signed with a Russian blouse. It is
smart and it is fashionable and is to
be recommended when used spar
Not old lace mended, as the title
would suggest, but new lace darned
with silks of many colors. or of one
shade to match the gown It is to
adorn. Procure a lace containing a
large fliwer design. for the first ex
perlment, and preferably band inser
tion; it is easier to handle. Take soft.
floss silk, of the desired shade and
darn over the flower. If there is fol
iage In the design, the leaves may bh,
darned in green, or it is nec nrc. -a
sary to embroider them at all.
A velvet slipper sets an absiurd
thing for sftro-t wea-r. yet it is vry
smart at the mon:'nt. The new slip.
pers in black velvet are strapped
across the Instep. sometimes with a
cut silver buckle, or amrln with a flat
enameled black and white buckle.