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OF THE THREE BARS BY KATE AND VIRGIL D. BOYLES COPY/)/CMr BY A CM'CLUPG UCO. /907 SYNOPSIS. Georße Wllllston. a poor ranchman, high minded and cultured, searches for cuttlo missing from his ranch- the “Lazy B." On a wooded spot In the river s bed that would have been an island had the Missouri been at high water, he discovers a band of horse thieves engaged In work ing over brands on cattle. He creeps near enough to note the changing of the "Three Burs” brand on one steer to the "J. R.“ brand. Paul Langford, the rich owner of the “Three Bars" ranch, is sent for by Wllllston and Is Informed of the operations of the gung of cattle thieves.— a hand of outlaws headed by Jesse Black, who long have defied the law and author ities of Kemah county. South Dakota, with fmpunlty. but who. heretofore, had not dared to molest any of the property of the great “Three Bars" ranch. Wlllls ton shows his reluctaney In opposing a band so powerful In politics and so dread ed by all tin* community. Langford pledges Wllllston his friendship If he will assist in bringing "Jesse Black and his gang to Justice. Langford is struck with the beauty of Mary, commonly known as "Wllllston** little girl.” 1-oulse Dale, an expert court stenographer, who had followed her uncle. Judge Hammond Dale, from the east to the "Dakotans, and who Is living with him at W Ind City, Is requested by the county attorney. Richard Gordon, to come to Kemah and take testimony In the preliminary hear ing of Jesse Black. She accepts the Invi tation and makes her first trip into the wild Indian country. Arriving at yelpen across the river from Kemah. she Is met by Jim Munson, a hot headed cowboy or the ‘•Three Bars” ranch. CHAPTER IV. "Maggot.” An hour prior to this little episode Jim Munson had sauntered up to the ticket window only to And that the train 'from the east was 40 minutes late. He turned away with a little shrug of relief. It was a foreign role he was playing —this assumption of the duties of a knight in dancing at tendance on strange ladies. Secretly, he chafed under it; outwardly, he was magnificently indifferent. He had a reputation to sustain, a reputation of having yet to meet that which would lower his proud boast that he was afraid of nothing under the sun. neith er man nor devil. But he doubted his ability so to direct the point of view of the Boss or the Scribe or the rest bf the boys of the Three Bars ranch, who were on a still hunt for his spot of vulnerability. The waiting room was hot—unbear ably so to a man who practically lived in the open. He strolled outside and down the tracks. He found hlnißelf wishing the train had been on time. Had It been so. It —the Impending meeting—would now have been a thing of the forgotten past. He must needs fortify himself all over again. But sauntering down the track toward the stockyards he filled his cob pipe, lighted it, and was comforted. He had a 45-mlnute reprieve. The boys had tried most valiantly to persuade him to "fix up” for this event. He had scorned them indig nantly. If he was good enough as he was —black woolen shirt, red neck erchief and all—for men. just so was ho good enough for any female that ever lived. So he assumed a little swagger as he stepped over the ties, and tried to make himself believe that he was glad he had not allowed him self to be corrupted by proffers of blue shirts and white neckerchiefs. He was approaching the stockyards. There was movement there. Sounds of commands, blows, profane epithets, and worried bawlings changed the placid evening calm into noisy strife. It is always a place interesting to cowmen. Jim relegated thoughts of the coming meeting to the back ground while he leaned on the fence, and. with idle absorption, watched the loading of cattle into a stock car. A switch engine, steaming and splutter ing. stood ready to make way for an other car as soon as the present one should be laden. He was not the only spectator. Others were before him. Two men strolled up to the side op posite as he settled down to musing interest. “Gee!” he swore gently under his breath, ”ef that ain’t BUI Brown! Yep. It is. for a fac’. Wonder what he’s a shlppln’ now for!” He scrambled lightly over the high fence of the pen. ’’Hullo, there. Bill Brown!” he yell ed, genially, making his way as one accustomed through the bunch of re luctant, excited cattle. ; “Hullo yourself, Jim! What you doin’ in town?” responded the man ad dressed, pausing in his labor to wipe the streaming moisture from his face. He fanned himself vigorously with his drooping hat while he talked. “Gel huntin',” answered Jim, sober ly and despondently. ’’Hell!” Brown surveyed him with astonished but sympathetic approba tion. "Hell!” he repeated. “You don’t mean it. do you. Jim. honest? Come, now, honest? So you’ve come to it, at last, have you? Well, well! What’s cornin’ over the Three Bars? What’ll the boys say?” He came nearer and lowered his voice ti a confidential tone. ‘‘Say, Jim, how did it come about? And who’s the lady? Lord. Jim, you of all people!” He laughed uproariously. “Aw, come off!” growled Jim. in petulant scorn. “You make me tired! You’re plumb luney, that’s what you are. I’m after the new gal reporter. She's due on that low-down, ornery train. Wish—it—was in kingdom come. Yep, I do, for a fac’.” "Oh, well, - never mind! I didn’t mean anything.” laughed Brown, good naturedly. “But it does beat the band. Jim. now doesn't it. how you people scare at petticoats. They ain't pizen—honest.” Jim looked on Idly. Occasionally he condescended to head a rebellious steer shutewards. Out beyond it was still and sweet and peaceful, and the late afternoon had put on that thin veil of coolness which is a God-given refreshment after the heat of the day. But here in the pen all was con tusion. The raucous cattle-calls of the cowboys smote the evening air startlingly “Here, Bill Brown!” he exclaimed suddenly, “where did you run across that critter?” He slapped the shoul der of a big, raw-boned, long-eared steer as he spoke. The animal was on the point of being driven up the shute. “What you want to know for? asked Brown In surprise. "Reason ’nough. That critter be longs to us. that's why: and I want to know where you got him, that's what I want to know.” “You’re crazy. Jim! Why. I bought that fellow from Jesse Black t' other day. I’ve got a bill of sale for him. *’m shlppln’ a couple of cars to Sioux City and bought him to send along. That’s on the square." “I don't doubt it—s’ far as you’re concerned. Bill Brown," said Jim. “but that’s our critter Jest the same, and I’ll jest tote ’lm along ’f you’ve no ob jections.” "Well, I guess not!” said Brown, la conically. "Look here. Bill Brown.” Jim was getting hot headedly angry, "didn’t you know Jesse Black stands trial to morrow for rustlin’ that there very critter from the Three Bars ranch?” “No, I didn't” Brown answered shortly. “Any case?” “I guess yes! Wllllston o’ the Lazy S saw this very critter on that island where Jesse Black holds out.” He proceeded to relate minutely the story to which Wllllston was going to swear I’ve G<-t a Bill-of-Sale for Him. on the morrow. “But,” he concluded, “Jesse's goin’ to fight like hell against bein’ bound over.” “Well, well,” said Brown, perplexed ly. "But the brand. Jim, It’s not yours or Jesse's either.” "'Qualnted with any J R ranch in these parts?” queried Jim, shrewdly. ‘‘l ain’t.” "Well, neither am I,” confessed Brown, “but that's not sayin’ there ain’t one somewhere. Maybe we can trace it back.” "Shucks!” exploded Jim. “Maybe you’re right, Jim, but I don’t propose to lose the price o’ that animal less’n I have to. You can't blame me for that. I paid good money for it. If it's your’n, why, of course, it's your’n. But I want to be sure first. Sure you'd know him, Jim? How could you be so blamed sure? Your bosj must range 5,000 head.” .‘4-HOW Mlm? Know Mag? I’d know Mag ef my .eyes were full o' soundin' cataracts.. He's an old and tried friend o’ mine. The meanest critter the Lord ever let live and that’s a fac’. But the boss calls ’im his maggot. Seems to actually churish a kind o’ ’fection for the ornery critter, and says the luck o’ the Three Bars would sort o' peak and pine ef he should ever git rid o’ the pesky brute. Maybe he's right. Leastwise, the critter’s his, and when a thing’s yours, why. It’s yours and that's all there is about it. By crack, the boss is some mad! You’d think him and that wall-eyed, cross-grained son-of-a-gun had been kind and lovin’ mates these many years. Well, I ain’t met up with this orneiy critter for some time. Hullo, there, Mag! Look kind o’ sneakin’, now, don't you, wearin’ that outland ish and unbeknownst J R ?” Bill Brown thoughtfully surveyed the steer whose ownership was thus so unexpectedly disputed. “You hold him,” insisted Jim. “Ef he ain't ours, you can send him along with your next shipment, can’t you? What you wobblin’ about? Ain't afraid the boss 'll claim what ain’t his, are you. BUI Brown?” “Well, T can’t he’p myself, T guess,” said Brown, in a tone of voice which ( told plainly of his laudable effort to keep his annoyance in subjection to his good fellowship. “You send Lang ford down here first thing in the morn ing. If he Bays the crltter’B hls’n that ends it.” Now that he had convinced his quondam acquaintance, the present shipper, to his entire satisfaction, Jim glanced at his watch with os tentatious ease. His time had come. If all the minutes of all the time to come should be as short as those 40 had been, how soon he, Jim Munson, cow puncher, would have ridden them all Into the past. But his "get away” must be clean and dignified. “Likely bunch you have there," he said, casually, turning away with un assumed reluctance. "Fair to middlin’," said Brown with pride. “Shlppln’ to Sioux City, you said?” “Yep.” “Well, so long.” “So long. Shlppln’ any these days, Jim?” "Nope. Boss never dribbles ’em out. When he ships he ships. Ain't none gone over the rails since last fall.” He stepped ofT briskly and vaulted the fence with as lightsome an air as though he were bent on the one er rand his heart would choose, and swung up the track carelessly hum ming a tune. But he had a vise-like grip on his cob pipe. His teeth bit through the frail stem. It split. He tossed the remains away with a ges ture of nervous contempt. A whistle sounded. He quickened his pace. If he missed her—well, the boss was a good fellow, took a lot of nonsense from the boys, but there were things he would not stand for. Jim did not need to be told that this would be one of them. The platform was crowded. The yellow sunlight fell slantingly on the gay groups. "Aw, Munson, you’re bluffin'. Jested the mail carrier. “You ain't lookin’ for nobody; you know you ain’t. You ain't got no folks. Don't believe you never had none. Never heard of ’em.” "Lookin’ for my uncle,” explained Jim, serenely. "Rich old codger from the state o’ Pennsylvaney some'ers. Ain't got nobody but me left.” "Aw, come off! What you givin’ us?” But Jim only winked and slouched off, prime for more adventures. H« was enjoying himself hugely—when he was not thinking of petticoats. CHAPTER V. At the Bon Ami. Unlike most of those who ride much her escort was a fast walker. Louise had trouble In keeping up with him, though she had always considered her self a good pedestrian. But Jim Mun son was laboring under strange em barrassment. He was red-facedly conscious of the attention ho was at tracting striding . up the inclined street from-The station in the van of the prettiest and most thoroughbred girl who had-etruck Velpen this long time. Not that he objected to attention under normal conditions. Not he! He courted it. His chief aim in life seemed to be to throw the limelight of publicity, first, on the Three Bars ranch as the one and only in the cate gory of ranches, and to be connected with It in some way. however slight, j the unquestioned aim and object of > existence' of every man, woman and 1 child In the cattle country; secondly, 1 on Paul Langford, the very boss of bosses, whose master mind was the prop and stay of the northwest, if not ; of all Chirstendom; and lastly, upon himself, the modest, but loyal servi tor in this Paradise on earth. But girls were far from normal conditions. I There were no women at the Three Bars. There never had been any woman at the Three Bars within the memory of man. Presently he bolted into a building, which proved to be the Bon Ami, a restaurant under the direct supervis ion of the fat, voluble and tragic Mrs. Higgins, where the men from the other side of the river had rifbfc of may and unlimited credit. I'm UV. POVTIKTIKUi THE OLDEST CHURCH HONOR CLAIMED FOR BUILDING AT SANTA FE, N. M. Foundation Laid in 1541, But Struc ture Has Undergone Many Changes Since Then —Has Historic Old Bell in Belfry. Kansas City.—The ancient Santa Fe church at Santa Fe. N. M., is the old est house of worship in the United States, according to the claim of the Christian Brothers, the Catholic order which has charge of the edifice. "Brother David," who looks after the spiritual welfare of the parish, says the records of the Christian Brothers show that the foundation of tiie Santa Fe church was laid in 1541. Tim next oldest church building in this country is the mission of San Xavier, situated near Tucson. Ariz.. in n Papago In dian settlement. There is a dispute as to whether the San Xavier mission was started in 1547. as is claimed by some, or at a later time. Coronado, who is said to have laid the corner stone of the mission building, was in Spain in 1547, and it is believed by those who have investigated the fncts bearing on the subject that the Santa Fe church is 10 or 15 years older than the San Xavier mission building. The construction of the Santa Fe ed ifice was slow work. The more expert artisans had to be brought all the way from Spain. Indians were forced to perform much of the hard manual labor, such as making the adobe bricks or blocks which were used In the walls and carrying them to the places where they were laid. The walls of the building are from three to five feet thick. That the sun-dried clay blocks Ancient Church at Santa Fe, N. M. were strong and serviceable is at tested by the fact that they have with stood the ravages of the elements for nearly 400 years and still are in ap ! parently as good condition as when they were first placed in position, j The church has undergone many im provements since first it was built. It now has little resemblance to the original structure. The adobe outside walls have been smoothed over with plaster and wherever evidence of de cay was shown repairs were made. The ancient belfry has been remodeled ; to such an extent that its appearance is entirely changed from that of the original structure. The old bell, which is said to have been placed In the church at the time of its completion, now occupies a position Just inside the entrance door of the church. The bell of itself is a relic that attracts the at tention of all who visit the historic place. It was cast August 9. 1356, as Is shown by the date which is molded upon it. The tone of the bell is mel low and musical and can be heard a great distance. The distinguished honor of ringing this ancient bell is accorded to but few persons by "Brother David.” Presi dent Roosevelt is one of those who was invited to sound for the tones of the bell. This was In 1903, when the president visited Santa Fe. The chief executive of the nation pulled the rope with a vigor that caused the bell to give forth a tone that was heard far beyond the limits of the parish. This bell is said to have done service in Spain for nearly 200 years before it was brought to the ancient pueblo of Santa Fe and Installed In this church. In the times when the church edifice was used as a fort to ward off attacks of the Indians the bell was used to sound the alarm to the settlers of the Santa Fe district when the Indians swooped down upon t lie pueblo. When the church was built and for a century or two afterwards the open ings in its walls, now fitted with win dows of glass, were covered with woven Indian blankets when storms came. Ordlnarly the openings were left free of obstructions and the pure air of the mesa swept through the building. The bare ground served for a floor until 1710, when a puncheon floor -was put down. Since that date the Interior of the church has been ornamented with a gallery. The walls of the ediflpe are adorned with a num ber of paintings, some of which are the work of old masters and are very valuable. Right and Wrong Ways. | It Is not too much food or too little, | nor an excess or lack of exercise that i builds the strong and healthy body, but ! the just amount requisite for a given j organism. And so, too, for the best interests of the normal nature is I neither excess nor deficiency, but the safe, preserving, middle course. Here Aristotle thus reasons in his Nich omachean Ethics: "If you run away from everything, and are afraid of everything, and stand your ground against nothing, you become a cow ard, whereas, if you fear nothing at all, but make for every adversary, you become foolhardy. Similarly he who takes his fill of every pleasure and abstains from none becomes intem perate, whereas he who shuns all be comes stolid, like the stupid rustic of the stage. For temperance and cour age are destroyed by excess or defect, but preserved by moderation.” Mild. “Don’t you think my new suit is a perfect fit?” “A fit? Why It's a perfect convul sion!”—Cleveland Leader. WETMORE AGAIN A SENATOR. Rhode Island Deadlock Broken on Eighty-Fifth Ballot. Providence, R. I.—George Peabody Wet more was re-elected to the United States senate on the first ballot cast in both branches of the Rhode Island general assembly the other day, re ceiving a total of 68 votes. Col. Rob ert H. I. Goddard of this city, the Dem ocratic and Lincoln Republican nomi nee. was given n total of 36 votes, while Col. Camuel P. Colt of Bristol received five votes. The voting was a continuation of the bulloting which occupied much of the time of the gcucial assembly at the last session, wlmii at the time of ad journment was still lu deadlock. The first ballot of the session was the eighty-fifth in the contest. Senator Wetwore was the Repub- | llcan candidate for ro election, and as the Republicans have 72 votes to 3'J ! of the Dcraocratis and Lincoln party, a united vote, it was believed before the balloting began that be would be returned to Washington over Goddnrd. Both candidates were in the contest at j the last session, but Col. Samuel Pom- j eroy Colt polled a majority of the Re publican votes. Senator Wetmore lives in Newport. . He was born In Loudon In IS 16 during ; the visit of his pslrenlfl abroad. Ho 1 was graduated from Yale in 1867, was i governor of Rhode Island from 188 f» to 1887 and was elected to the United States senate by unanimous vote In 1894. He was re-elected in 1901. Ho Is a millionaire and a social leader. A REMARKABLE CHIMPANZEE. Takes Daily Bath and Eats Breakfast with Mistress. London. —England is much Interest ed In a young chimpanzee belonging to Miss A. P. Hall, which Is being brought up with about as much care as would be bestowed on her if she was a human being. Every morning, Miss Daisy, for that is the ehiinpanzee’s name, has her bath. She is then dressed and con ducted to the breakfast room of her yX5S A4J3T- mistress' house, where she sits at the table with the family and feeds herself with a spoon. For the balance of the day, she Is subjected to humanizing and educa tional Influences to which her mistress says she responds In a most satisfact ory manner, so that she grows In knowledge and good breeding very rap idly. Miss Hall has high aspirations for her little chimpanzee. She confident ly expects to teach her to do a great many things no other chimpanzee ever has done. She declines to state the limit of the possibilities she conceives of when she thinks of Miss Daisy's fu ture. It may be she hopes to send her to Girton college, where England's most aristocratic young women get their higher education. Benny on the Turtle. The turtle is one of the ugliest of the wonderful works of creation. It has a thick, hard shell on Its out sides, but is good for soup, which costs you 30 cents and has pieces of hard boiled egg In It. A turtle looks like a wooden bowl of various sizes, turned upside down, and has legs. The only noise It makes Is when It falls off a log Into the Calumet river near Blue Island or elsewhere. It is wrong to shoot turtles. The reason why it is wrong to shoot turtles Is because they don't know any better. If you catch a small turtle and get tired of It you can put it In a pasteboard box and send it In the mail to some friend for four cents. An adult turtle sometimes lives to an advanred age. Its shell when polished and made into combs looks so like celluloid that you can't tell the difference. Thus we see that everything is useful, and that we ought to be good and kind to all crea tures, whether we love them or not. In Its wild state tho turtle is usually covered with mud and looks nasty.— Benny, In Chicago Tribune. * A Theatrical Mix-Up. “So you support yourself by playing games of chance?” “No, sir; I gambol for a living.” “What's the difference in your avowal?” "Wbat's the difference—a rowel, I play a lamb in the new pastoral bur lesque.”—Baltimore American. FASHIONS FOR THE FAIR IN SLUMBER ROBES ONE OF THE FINEST OF THE NIGHTGOWN MODEL8. Exquisite French Lingerie Employed In Empire Piece with Novel Sleeve* — Touche* That Give Quaint and Picturesque Air. At this season of the year women's minds dwell on dainty lingerie and the splendid offerings that are to be found in the shops. It Is the time when slightly worn or passe ward robes are replenished for the spring. Among the many nightgov a models A New Nightgown. found In the exquisite French lingerie sent over here is an empire piece pro vided with novel sleeves. The gar ment Is a mass of Valenciennes entre HOW TO BONE A COLLAR. Framework of Whalebone Will Give Best Results. Bones play an Important part In dress-making nowadays, and especial ly in waists, girdles and collars. As the collars must be high now. It Is necessary to bone them to make them stand up. Tho collars of tho lingerie waists and of all dressy wulsts are higher Just behind the ear, where they slope upward Blightly. Featherbone is largely used, and It Is easy to han dle, as it requires no covering except at the ends. Stitches may bo taken through It at any point, and last but not least, it Is Inexpensive. The best and cleverest way to bone a collar is to cut the whalebone Into the proper lengths for collar supports. Five pieces of bone are necessary for the average collar, two for under the chin, which should be about two or 2V4 Inches npart at the base of the collar and slant until they are an Inch farther apart at the top of the collar. These two bones are about half an Inch shorter than the two which should be put underneath and a little behind the ear. The collar must be tied on to deter mine the proper position for these. ; The fifth bone Is the same height as . the two front bones, and Is to be put I in the middle of the back of the collar. I These bones are not to bo sewed <ll - rectly to the collar, but are to be | sewed to a little framework collar made of tapes. A piece of tape which ! just fits comfortably but snugly around | the base of tho neck forms the bot tom of the framework, and for the top i a piece of tape which is a trifle lar | ger than is necessary for comfort lls chosen. These pieces of tape are joined together by six pieces of tape. • Two in the front In exactly the same position which the featherbone Is to occupy, and two under tho ears and two at each end. These six pieces 1 should be made of two pieces of tape to form pockets, and Into these pock ets the featherbone is slipped. One side of the back requires no featherbone, though this may be used If desired, for It will remain upright when fastened to the other side of the back, which contains featherbone. Hooks are sewed to one side of the back and eyes to the other, and the 1 little framework Is ready to put In the ! collar of a dress at a moment's notice. ' Bones treated In this way will never stick Into the neck or scratch it, and will never bend and twist out of shape. Lemon Is also an excellent shampoo for white hair, giving It a lovely silvery luster and keeping It soft and 1 pliable. FOR THE STOUT WOMAN. Nine or Twelve-Gored Model the Best for the Skirt. It seems that persons who design fashions consider none except those who are slender and young, with sug gestions few and far between for the elderly woman and scarcely any for the stout woman. A skirt which Is being made for a stout woman should be a nine or twelve gored model. A person of extreme stoutness should choose a pattern with even more gores, In order to make the skirt fit with perfect flatness about the hips. As it is Impossible for a stout woman to look well In tho hipless fashions, she may as well accept her fate and dress as becomingly as she can. A skirt which springs out Into fullness below the hip line Is certain ly more becoming than one which fits snugly below the hips. The skirt Is the only garment where lines of suf ficient length can be given to obtain graceful proportions. Many women make the great mis take of sacrificing the "length of line” deux and embroidery applique from the high waist belt to tho neck. There Is no trimming below the ribbon run beading which forms tho belt, only full widths of the sheerest nainsook. The valenclonnes strips are applied In an attractive lattice pattern, with tiny diamond shaped pieces of the nainsook separating the lace bands. The neck of the gown is cut In a Dutch square, with a band of lace out lining It; a tiny beading heads this, while Insldo is a narrow frill of lace to finish tho neck. The beading Is run with ribbon, which ties In front. Empire nlghtgow'ns Invariably fasten In front unless the neck Is cut out enough to allow It to slip over tho head. At each side of the front Is ap pllqued u flower medallion done In fine needlework, and on each shoulder is another medallion a trifle smaller. This forms a top for the new night gown sleeve, which Is shorter than those that havo been worn and Is shaped more like a circular cap than a seml-fitted sleeve. A frill of laco fin ishes the edge of tho sleeves, and above this, spaced an Inch or more apart, are two rows of the lace Inser tion. Extending from the uppor hori zontal row are three vertical strips, which connect the shoulder medallion with tho cross bands of trimming. A quaint and picturesque air Is Imparted to this dainty bit of lingerie by tho beading bolt, which comes, In true em pire fashion. Just under the bust. It fastens in front with a fancy ribbon bow. Whether nlghtgow’ns are gathered Into a belt after this fashion or not they are provided with full short sleeves and they have tho trimming extending quito low. The entire top of the gown, both front and back, may be decorated with medallions and lace, and iusteud of having the necessary fullness gathered on below tho belt It will be arranged by monns of clusters of fine vertical tucks, which nro laid between tho medallions and do not In terfere with tho design carried out in the laco and embroidery. FOR RINGS AND PINS. Pretty Ornament Easily Fashioned, and at Small Cost. A very pretty little ornament for the dressing table and one, moreover, which need cost next to nothing, may bo seen In our sketch. It Is a com bined ring-stand and pincushion, made out of one of thoßO little brown cream Jugs which are always so deco rative and which are practically of no use when once they are empty. A velvet or silk pln-cushlon can easily be fitted Into tho top of tho Jug. and ribbon bow’s In some bright color should be tied round Its neck. A little tree twig should be fastened Into tho center of the cushion and will serve as a ring stand. This twig might bo covered with gold paint, or be painted some color to harmonize with the shade chosen for the cushion and the ribbon bows. It should be fixed by a few drops of mucilage on the end that penetrates the cushion. To Make Arms Plump. There are many good roads which lead to making thin arms plump, and probably one of the most commonly trod of these Is the dally massaging of the arms with olive oil. Massage the arms gently and work tho sweet olive oil thoroughly Into them. The arms must he exercised also. Seat yourself at a table and lay the fore arms on It with the palms of the hands touching tho table. Without lift ing the palms from tho table, briskly raise and spread all the fingers. Book Lover’s Reward. He who loves to read and knows how to reflect has laid by a perpetual feast for old age.—Carlyle. for the whim of trimming the skirt in the passing fancy. Trimming on a skirt always cuts a woman into halves or thirds and emphasizes her stout ness and chunkiness. The only trim ming which a stout woman should have on her skirt, if she must have it. Is a fold or band of the material. This is the most popular method of trim ming the skirt at the present day. The fold must come directly at tho bottom of the skirt and by no means six Inches above the bottom of tho skirt. Milk and Salt for Skin. A treatment which Is simple and beneficial to the good appearance of the skin is the milk and salt treat ment. Wash the face at night Just before going to bed with hot water and salt, using the salt as you would soap. Do not use tho water so hot as to make the face tender or dry. Then rinse In cold waetr. Apply a so lution made of one teaspoonful of salt to two tablcspoonfuls of milk as a cold cream or skin food. After a few applications the face will be smooth a* ivory and will be a delicate pink.