The Brandon news., October 20, 1904, Image 2

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OVER THE MOUNTAINS.
What shall I see if ever I go
Over the mountains high?
Now 1 can see but the peaks of snow,
Crowning the cliffs where the pine trees
grow,
Waiting and longing to rise
Nearer the beckoning skies.
The eagle is rising far away
Over the mountains high;
flowing along the radiant day,
With mighty strokes, to his distant
prey;
Where he will, swooping downward;
Where he will, sailing onward.
Birds, with your chattering, why did
ye come
Over.the mountains high?
Beyond, in a summer laud, ye could
roam,
And nearer to heaven could build your
home;
Why have ye come to bring
Longing without your wing?
Shall I, then, never, never flee
Over the mountains high?
Rocky walls will ye always be
Prisons, until ye are tombs, for me—
Until I lie at your feet.
Wrapped iu my winding sheet?
Away! I will away, far away,
Over the mountains high;
Here I am sinking lower each day,
Though my spirit lias chosen tho lofti
est way;
Let her in freedom fly,
Not beat on the walls and die I
Once I know. I shall journey far,
Over the mountains high;
Lord, is Thy door already ajar?
Dear is the home where Thy saved
ones are;
But bar it awhile from me,
And help mo to long for Thee.
—Bjornsterne Bjornson.
U/ye
Killing of Storm.
Hot 2 Tragedy After All, and No One Can J
| Explain Why. ^
What a stormy night that was!—
A'ith wind in gusts and the rain in
splashes! We had heard a mournful
cry in a deserted causeway, and at the
door found a Coolly puppy, rolled up
tike a hedgehog, very wet and shiv
try. But at last the long black curls
tried out, the big overgrown feet
kpread sleepily over the hearth rug,
fcnd the blue eyes closed in a puppy’s
fcla'i dream.
The children fed him by hand on
tninced bread and milk, and soon his
puppyhood waxed into doghood. In
the daytime they coaxed him into the
garden. One excursion up and down
stairs tired him so that he was glad
to sleep for hours, and so was out of
mischief. The cat, who was taller,
towering over the new comer by a
head, abused him shamefully, and the
children had to look sharp to keep her
claws out of his eyes. For all of this
the dog repaid her with interest, later
on, when the tables of size were turn
ed. When he came his neck could be
spanned by a gold bracelet. At six
months he had attained the dignity of
a collar and tag, for he was now
large enough to be attractive to the
dog-catchers.
They called him Storm, because he
came in one; and when he bit holes
In the stockings and playfully tore the
clothes from the line, or dug up the
roses in his hours of ease, looking
Eor a last week’s bone at the root, and
capped the climax of his mischief by
chewing up the shawl a guest had
hung before the fire to dry, his mis
tress thought him well named.
He was certainly a bouncing fellow.
When the children were at school, he
rode like a monarch on the seat of a
coal wagon, barking ferociously at all
dogs afoot. But however far he was
from home, he never failed to meet
the children at the gate at 3 o’clock.
He had a regular engagement, and a
marvelous sense of time.
As years went by Storm reached the
limit of his infirmities. He was so
crippled that he could scarcely walk.
In his sleep he groaned dismally. One
day a family council was called, and
It was decided that it was cruel to let
poor old Storm live longer. All the
dog powders and remedies had been
tried. There had been all sorts of dog
cakes, and finally the family doctor
had been called in.
The mistress declared that Storm’s
groans made her heart ache, but she
hastened to add that she could not
act as executioner. The boys made
excuses to leave the room, and came
back coughing ostentatiously. The
neighbors were appealed to, and at
last one with a sufficiently hard heart
anas found. This was the grown son
of a farmer who lived too far away
to have known Storm at all well.
He came down one morning armed
with his father’s double-barreled duck
ing gun. He marched up boldly
enough to where Storm was lying,
but, stranger as he was to the dog, he
could not withstand the pathetic look
of appeal that come from the soft eyes
of the faithful old animal. He lowered
his gun and valiantly faced those few
of his friends who had followed him
tp the yard because they knew his
nerve would fail him in the end.
It was finally decided that poor old
Storm should die of prussic acid. This
was chosen because it was quick and
certain, and the girl messenger crted
all the way to the drug store and
back. The druggist said that a single
drop on the tongue would be enough—
so deadly and powerful was the poi
son.
Storm was taken into the back
yard, and we all fancied we could see
the reproachful look in his eyes. He
was betrayed, and he knew it—we
eaid. '
A gulp, a swallow and it was all
over! Storm fell over at the feet of
his mistress, and the tears were flow
ing down the faces of those who loved
him. They wished with all their
hearts that they had not done it, but
had let him live out his days with all
his aclies and pains. They left him
lying there, and walked around the
house to find the prettiest place in
the garden in which to lay him. They
chose a spot where as a puppy, Storm
had loved to lie in the dappled shade.
In half an hour the grave was dug,
and they came back to bury Storm.
He was not there!
Instead of lying stiff and cold, he ac
tually trotted toward them, briskly
wagging his tail!
He pranced, he twirled, he pawed
them. He frisked and leaped as if he
were a young dog again.
And his family? They covered him
with embraces, and al sat down and
cried over the dog who had miracul
ously come back to life!
The neighbors are still trying to ex
plain it. Most people think that the
druggist made a mistake, or that he
liked his little joke and didn’t give
us prussic acid at all. But if that is
so, why should Storm have fallen over
like a dead dog, and what became of
his rheumatism? The druggist de
clares that it was prussic acid, and
the family doctor declares that Storm
took enough to kill a dozen horses.
But certain it is that Storm did not
know what was expected of him.—St.
Nicholas.
GHOSTLY ARMIES IN THE SKY.
Phantom Legions, Which Tradition
Says, Visit the Scene of Great
Battles.
Everyone who has read Kipling’s
story of the “Lost Legion” knows how
the ghosts of dead troopers of a re
volted native regiment who were cut
off by hillmen in the days of the great
mutiny in India wander by night, if
we may believe the descendants of
their murderers, about the cairns in
a mountain valley which mark the
vesting place of their bones.
The story of phantom armies is an
old one and has existed in some form
in all ages and in all climes. There
are many places besides the Afghan
mountain valley where phantom war
riors fight again tneir battles on the
anniversary of the comoat in Which
they fell.
Most famous of all ghostly battles
is that which is fought every year
high in the air above the plains of
Chalons on the anniversary of that
great battle in which Attila and his
Huns were defeated 1453 years ago
by the Romans and their Frankish and
Saxon allies.
In that battle the loss of life was
greater than in any other fight rec
orded in history. Some authorities
place the number of the dead at 300,
000, while other historians estimate
it at 160,000.
Now, on the anniversary of the bat
tle, the peasants living on the plains
which surrounded Chalons declare
that they see above them cloudy leg
ions charging and countercharging—
Attila and Aetius struggling once
more for the dominion of the world.
In Rajputana, India, near the town
of Ajmir, there is a plain on which
opens a mountain defile. The natives
declare that often on a misty night
there will issue from the mountain
pass a body of four or five hundred
warriors, mounted on Arab steeds and
clad in the sacred green which can
be worn by the descendants of the
prophet alone.
The troops ride with no sound of
spur jinglings or sabre clashing. The
feet of the horses make no sound,
and though they ride hard as if charg
ing in battle, there is stillness over
the plain. Sometimes for hours at a
time the spectral squadrons will
wheel and charge about and then,
spurring to the entrance of the moun
tain defile, will vanish.
The shadowy riders of the night
are, say the Musulmans of the Raj
putana, the ghosts of Hosein and his
followers, who were slaughtered up
on the plain of Kerbela, as the grand
son of Mahomet was journeying to
Bagdad in response to an invitation
to be King of Persia.
Why Hosein and his warriors
should make their ghostly charges
over the plains of Rajputana, when
their slaughter took place hundreds
of miles away on the plain of Bagdad,
it is difficult to explain; but ghosts
are sometimes erratic.
Another place where phantom war
riors fight in the moonlight, according
to the tales of the peasantry, is the
pass of Roncesvalles. in the Pyrenees,
where the rear guard of the army of
Charlemagne was overcome by the
Moors in 778. It was there that Rol
and and Oliver fought and died with
the peers of France.
Now, at night, the Paynim host and
the Paladins and Peers fight again in
the dark valley, and the mountaineer,
turning in his bed, hears from the de
file the winding of the horn of Oliph
ant calling back King Charles.
In 1744 considerable stir was made
in England by the appearance of a
phantom army on the side of Southfell
mountain, between Penrith and Kes
wick. A number of people saw the
apparition and made affidavit to it.
A small army of horsemen sudden
ly appeared moving along the moun
tain side, “where mortal horsemen
ne’er might ride.” They were distinct
but rather diaphanous beings, and
made no sound as they galloped along
till they disappeared over the crest
of the mountain.
“The ghosts of warriors slain in
some forgotten battle,” said the peas
ants, and many more besides; but the
scientific men said, “Only a mirage.”
—New York Sun.
A “Foreign" Opera.
London may soon see Macaulay’s
New Zealander sitting on its bridges.
It is to have a Maori comic opera by
a New Zealand composer, with a li
bretto by an Australian journalist. The
piece will be called “Tapu,” and 24 na
tive Maori dancers wil take part in it
V,
TOO MANY PLAYTHINGS.
Never let the chicks have many or
very elaborate playthings. A child’s
Interest is so easily aroused that a
large stock of plnythings proves con
fusing and wearisome, besides which
you are only makiug him blase by
giving him the best of everything
whiln he io small. For the same rea
son all amusements should be of the
si mi ’est.
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THE FADDISH GIRL.
Tlia more animals the faddish girl
can carry about her the better. She
jweara a silver head at her belt, the
head of an animal; she carries a
barved cat upon her parascl handle;
|n her pocket there reposes a carved
Ivory elephant; at her throat there is
h tinjr black dog; her shirtwaist set is
In the shape of animal heads; and, up
on hey bag, there is fastened a silver
brnair4ent which resembles an animal
of jungleland. Truly, she does not
tuove about unprotected.
A HOMELY HINT.
*1 believe that good cooking on the
home table will keep many men away
from over-in diligence in intoxicants,”
says a prominent American woman.
“Therefore ftirls in domestic service
are fitting themselves for marriage and
a moiv useful, life. The evil of bad
cooking is displayed in a still sadder
way by the great number of crippled
children among the families of the
poor. Any iriysii'ian will tell you that
this curse lis« Ixvn brought upon the
little ones by malnutrition.”
BLA.CK AND WHITE GOWNS.
Very beautiful Mack and white trans
parent gowns an; being worn. Black
lace ou white gauz<\ or black nets over
laid with white ‘ace motives are very
desirable. Ox covrne there is an under
dress of blacft or white chiffon, and the
effect is delicate and fragile beyond
description. At several weddings late
ly elderly matrcnti wore such black
and wh&te creations. They were distin
guished far abovtf the customary satins
and vaUets Worn «n such occasions by
the oldtr woiueu.
A VERSATILE WOMAN.
To have be<sn a lady of great estate,
a traveler around the world lor pleas
ure, a model for a Parisian dressmak
ing establishment, a traveling sales
man of art ware, and a politician is
no usual number 0f experiences for a
young lady Jtost turned her, twenty
fourth year. But to Miss Estelle
Whitaker, at the Fifth Avenue Hotel,
all of these and eren more comprise
the history cf her occupations since
leaving an Easter a college. Miss
[Whitaker was left a large fortune
[when quite jeung. For three years
she traveled tthrough Europe with her
parents. She i» n young woman of
spirit, howevfr, and was not content
to continue a lfJTe of indolence and ease.
She gay# a large amount of money to
a charitable institution, and then she
became active in Colorado politics,
[where women have the..* say. She
made the race for assistant clerk of
jthe General Assembly and won. Miss
[Whitaker is one of the most famous
“models lo America. She is known in
tier Western country as the “Colorado
American Beauty.’* She is a tall,
^triking brunette, of excellent carriage
and intelligent conversation.
TII» WOMEN OF JAPAN.
The woolen of Japan do not go out
find fight to-day as they have done on
rare occaeSoi 3 in the past. We had
an Empre*- once who led an army into
Korea ami fought at the lirad of her
soldiers. And even in the last cen
tury, when the Shogun made his last
Etanu aga&fit the Mikado, nearly a
thousand vfomeft and girls belonging to
families attached to the Shogun fought
behind and upon the castle walls, and
many wer# killed, says a writer in
Harper’s Weekl*.
It is different now. Only the men go
out. But tnero is much left for the
Women to do^ nnd there is not a wo
man in Japan who will shirk her du
ty. Not oniy must the take care of
tho family while the men are away,
but she oust werk for the soldiers.
Our Empress herself is the patron of
the Japanese Red Cross Society,
Whose President is always a prince of
the royal house. With her own hands
the Empress prepares bandages and
clothing for the men in the field; and
so great was her personal interest in
the men who fought in the war with
China that at the close of the war
she gave an artificial limb to every
man who had lost one on the battle
field.
The women who act as nurses must
lay aside their kimonos and wear the
regular dress of a hospital nurse.
Both before and since the war with
China the women of Japan have at
tended the hospital training schools,
where instruction is given by Ameri
can and European nurses, and there
are now no better nurses in the world
than those of Japan.
FIRST WOMAN TO CROSS ABYS
SINIA.
Mrs. W. N. MacMillan is a St. Louis
woman who bears the distinction of
being the first American of her sex
to cross Abyssinia at the head of her
own caravan.
“We really started from Cairo,” said
Mrs. MacMillan, “but as the slretcli
from there to Khartoum was made by
sail or boat, we dated our start from
the time we left the latter place on
January 25. With my husband and
self were Sir John Harrigan, C. \V. I*
Bulpott, Dr. Singer and several ser
vants. Sir John Harrington is the
British Minister to Abyssinia, and
through his influence we secured Gov
ernment launches to tow our boats to
Nassa. From there we continued alone
and at Pakum, at the foot of the Abys
sinia Mountains, my husband and I
separated, he going to explore the
country around Lake Rudolph, while
I continued on toward Adis Adeba, the
capital of Kink Menelik’s kingdom.
‘•For a week Sir John Ilarrigan ac
companied me, but he was suddenly
called back to Nassa, and I was left
with only Dr. Siuger and the servants.
We were over four weeks making the
trip by mule train. At Adis Adeba I
was received by King Monelik. lie
was very cordial and seem 'd interest
ed in our trip. The King speaks no
English, though, and all our conversa
tion had to be carried on through an
interpreter.
“The homeward journey was much
easier, as Ave went directly i - the town
of Diri Dana, thence to Djibouti by
rail, and then home by way of the
Red Sea.”—New Haven Register.
DAINTY FASHION ACCESSORIES.
Fashions this season are surely the
liveliest seen for many years, and they
are the ideas of many brilliant women
of both this time and those of other
days. The mest charming effects are
seen, and the accessories, which are
of the most elaborate conception, are
those which could not be improved
upon. They are very fussy, and those
which are not are extremely simple
and elegant in their designing.
Farasols are lit examples for the ex
quisiteness of things tills season, and
nothing more beautiful is on sale.
Simpleness seems to be the one strong
point of them, and the new’ Dresden
parasols with the tiny dainty handle
are all that could be wished for, even
for the most elaborate gowning. Those
of chiffon are a trifle passe, and few
are to be seen, wrhile the white, green
and blue ones dot the horizon wherever
the feminine sex is in evidence. Striped
ones are pretty, and most peculiar
effects may be achieved by a parasol
of striped silk with huge dots below.
Of course, we must not pass over the
embroidered parasois, and these, with
the linen gown and embroidered to
match, are extremely CMc. The quaint
Dresden silk ones remind one of the
painting of a beautiful shepherdess,
with her dainty gown studded with
tinj* sprays of flowers, and these are
used expressly for that purpose. Large
bows are being used extensively on the
handles, and for the smart woman who
can afford such luxury the handles
are studded with precious stones. Lace
coverings are used on many of the plain
ones, and when one wants a different
parasol a good scheme is to cover the
old one "with a lace cover, which gives
a soft and dainty effect
Other parasols have long chiffon
streamers which flow from the handle
and are perhaps a yard or two long.
FASHION NOTES.
Great swirling patterns in braid are
appliqued to the front box p*eat of the
new linen shirt waist®.
Broadtail velvet, which is really a
crushed velvet, its one of the coming
stuffs for outer wraps.
Beautiful squares of ecru lace, show
ing a heraldic design, are appliqued
upon the right sleeve of the hand
somest cloth gown®.
Braided designs in wash silk braid
are upon the cuffs of linen gowns and
upon the cuffs of ailk dresses as well,
for braid is very fashionable.
Deep lace cuff* are stiffened with
wire and slipped on over, the cuffs
of silk shirt waists and overcoat cuffs
and the cuffs of wash dresses.
For the lingerie dress and the sep
arate blouse, to wear with a taffeta
gown, the finest of linen, known as
handkerchief linen, is most swagger.
Very beautiful effects are achieved
by making up an attractive gauze or
net gown over two, or perhaps three*
chiffon skirts, each of a different shade.
Japanese peach blossoms, in three
shades of pink, harmoniously blended,
form one of the most attractive of the
season’s favored flowered designs in
organdy.
Brown, which has held its own so
well all summer, is to be a still more
popular shade for winter, aud both seal
brown and navy blpe will lead in
fashion's march.
Lovely lace styles, for instance, are
fastened around the neck of little silk
bolero coats, with the lace ends hang
ing well down in front, and a beautiful
silk rosette adorning the neck.
A blackberry wreath, the berries be
ing variegated from green to black,
with some ruddy tints mingled with
the pretty white blossoms of the plaut,
are very smart and out-of-th£-or<linary
hat garnitures.
Girdles are made of silk which is
stiffened and cut to a point in the
middle of the front. This girdle is
hand embroidered, and shows the love
liest of green flowers to match the
green trimmings of hat and gown.
HOW KING EDWaKD D*N£3.
Perfect Discipline of the Palace Corps
of Cooks.
The moment that their British Ma
jesties take their seats at the table
all activity in the kitchen ceases.
Quiet reigns. The dishes are all in
their assigned places, the courses pre
pared in the forenoon are on special
tables, in summer between blocks of
ice. The meats, fowl and delicacies
that are to be served hot need only be
put on the stove for a moment to be
served when needed.
The soup which is cooked an hour
before the beginning of the dinner,
boils and bubbles, while the “hors
d’oeuvre” (the delicacy taken between
courses) is neatly arranged on small
silver platters within easy reach
either in the kitchen itself or else, as
is the case in Buckingham Palace,
brought to an ante-chamber—which
in this palace i3 a generous fraction
of a mile from the kitchen.
The time for the serving of the dif
ferent courses is fixed permanently,
and the arrangement works like a
clock. Every kitchen servant must
appear clad in snowy linen and must
have his own wash basin and towel
close at hand.
No sound is heard save the oo
sional orders of the head cook,
even these are rarely necessary, as
the servants are well drilled. In spite
of this the head cook, conscious of the
responsibility resting on him, is ever
watchful. Not the slightest thing can
escape his notice.
Close to the dining room is a large
chamber into which all the dishes are
brought to receive the last touch be
fore being carried to the board. The
silver plate, the dishes and glasses re
moved from the table between the dif
ferent courses are also taken to this
room and are left here until after the
repast. The man in charge here is
Utired in a faultless dress suit and
S'ives his orders in low whispers.
Ki;vg Edward and Queen Alexandra,
wiih the other members of the royal
fnr.iJ-y, and on special occasions dis
tinguished guests also, have their own
special serving men, while all the oth
eis 7resent at the board are served
bj a waiter.
rb* entire staff of servants serving
at tbs table are dressed in black.
They appeal* in knee breeches, “swal
low-t4il” coats, high stockings and
bucked shoes. The table service of
the fPyal household is of immense
value, and consists as occasion re
quire of dishes made of silver, of gold
or o* the finest Chinese porcelain.
Tb‘> King is fond of good eating, but
prefe fs plain, nourishing and substan
tial foods. He is a lover of the oyster
and ikes vegetable soups, but care3
neitLfcr for mock turtle nor for ox
tail \oup. He eats game, fowl pre
pared with toasted bread and aspara
gus leads, preserved fruits and toast,
but »fUts no pastries. The Queen, on
the a;her hand, is fond of pastries and
swee's. She once said to an Austrian
diplo&at: “I .have the appetite of a
dairymaid.” The Queen usually sub
mits her wishes in regard to the menu
to htfil- lady-in-waiting, the Hon. Miss
Knollys, wTho in turn acquaints the
head cook with them.
Bolb the King and Queen are fond
of seeing the board decorated with
fiowers, but King Edward has an aver
sion to certain strong-smelling exot
ics, aid orchids are consequently ban
ished from the royal dining-room.
Delightful Mexico.
"I.i. * United States is the best land
undor the sun as a steady thing, but
for a month’s diversion it’s Mexico
for me every time,” said Mr. Parker
B. S> aith of Houston, Tex., at the
,<ew Willard. ‘‘I have been going
down there for a month’s stay every
year for a long time, and the more
I go ’he better I like the country.
-'Fur one thing, the people extend
a .lospitality that is charming, and
thvy make you feel as if you owned
tin., entire republic. My wife, who ae
conpf nies me often, would rather go
to .lluxlco than Europe. She is a lov
er uf flowers, and it is in Mexico that
pas ticn for them is satisfied, for
wh« n ver we stop, whether in the
cap*f?l or in some little village, flow
ers In profusion pour in upon her,
wit* the compliments of some newly
forced acquaintance. These floral of
ferl* «8 are never omitted down there,
and i\ is one of the customs of the
coupitfy that is very greatly appreciat
ed hr tourists, especially women. To
rise 'n the morning and find yourself
the ii-cipient of half a dozen superb
bouq lets is not only agreeable, but
gives one a profound sense of the re
finement and courtesy of the peo
ple.’‘-^-Washington Post.
The Day's Work.
Mut^h of the success of life depends
on proper preparations for the day’s
work. Most people work, either to
get most out of themselves. To
rise l*,te, rush through the toilet and
gulp down a hasty breakfast is no
preparation for a good day’s work, yet
it is n*ie to say that the majority of
women begin the day in this way. It
is just as easy to rise in plenty of time,
if one will only do it. The tendency
on waging is to stretch and yawn. A
few m’nutes spent in this deep breath
ing is always restful, says the House
keepei. This should he followed by a
few heaths of fresh air, drinking a
couple of glasses of water, exercises
that siat the case, the bath and toilet.
This Iflrms a mental attitude consis
tent w*th a good day’s work. A sim
ple b reakfast—some take none—
should follow before an unhurried
journey either to offlee or the routine
of housework. Stand erect, breathe
erect, f.hink erect, and half the battle
is won - *
Egyjtf. imports annually about $150,
COO worth of “cigarette paper.”
% KE THE CHANCE.
Dare k> do right,
Dare to be true:
Then no one will r>e
Quite so disliked as you.
—Cincinnati Commercial-Tribuna,
HE KISSED HER.
Dasha way—“Did you kiss Miss PInfcj
»rly’s face?”
Cleverton—“Ob, no—her complexion.1^
THE BILLVILLE IDEA.
Office Boy—“Man outside, sir, wbf
says ho ain’t had a square meal U
three weeks.”
Editor—“What paper does he edit?’^!
WHY HE DID IT.
“Harold,” said his mother, severely
“why did you take two pieces of cakj
ftrom the plate?”
“Well, you ss?. mamma, I had to.
was playing that I wa3 twins.”
THE INDEFINITE FIFTH.
The Inquisitive Passenger—“Pardoi
me, but have you any children?”
The Grizzly-Whiskered Man—“Yap
l have two living, two dead, and on*’
married to the landlady of a seled
hoarding house.”—Woman’s llomi
Companion.
POOR MAN.
Mrs. Delancey—“Men are so apt tc
lump at conclusions. Last night mj
husband acted awfully because hi- in*
Bgined he had stepped on a tack.”
Mrs. Mackenzie—“What was it?”
Mrs. Delancey—“Only a ni.”
Woman’s Home Companion.
THE ONE ESSENTIAL.
“I believe,” said the sanguine, bul
visionary inventor, “if I only had timel
I could make a successful dying ma
chine.”
“Of course you could make it all right
If you only had plenty of time. Time,
flies, you know.”—Philadelphia Ledger]
POSSIBLE.
Miss Askeriuan—“Mr. Kuptal, tbt
widower, Las been married twelv#
times.”
Miss Hopeser—“Why don’t lie marry
Again?”
Miss Askerman—“Probably he is su
perstitious.”—Woman’s Home Con>
panion.
A HALF TOO OFTEN.
He—“Yes, I inherited all my riel
ancle’s money, thanks to his passiei
for travel.”
She—“But what had that to do witl
It?”
He—“Everything. He crossed tbt
ocean nineteen and a half times.”—
Woman’s Home Companion.
NONE NEEDED.
r>>
“What! Down town without
money? How careless of you!"
“Not at all; I’m shopping.”
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THE HIDDEN FACE.
“Hello, hello. Is this Mr. JigsdnJ
“Yes.”
“Can I borrow your auto for
afternoon?”
“Why, no. I shouldn’t think y(
have the face to ask for it.”
“I haven’t. That’s why I’m aslrinj
over the ’phone.”—Cleveland Flail]
Dealer.
HIS RUNNIN* REASONS
“Always defeated for every offic
/ou ran for?”
“Always!”
“Yet you’re still a-rnnnin’?”
“Still runnin’!”
“Would yon mind telling me why?"
“Not at all! I’ve been a martyr to
he rheumatism, my friend, and noth
n’ knocks rheumatism like ru inin’ foi
an office ’gainst a feller that's six oi’.es
ahead o’ you!”—Atlanta Constitution.
SORRY HE SPCKE.
Husband—“That’s a foolish habit you
women have of carrying your pocket*
books in your hands when cn th/
street.”
Wife—“Why is it?”
Husband—“Because a thief could ea»;
By snatch them and get away.”
Wife—“Well, if the husbands ol
>ther women don’t give them any mor«
to put in their purses than you give mi
to put in mine, the thief would star
to death.”—Chicago News.